"Liang Guowu, I don't know. Did Liang Pingguo let you frame the Yin corpse sect?"
"What's the use of saying this? Now that the Yin corpse sect has won, of course, their voices are loud!" Qingyan calmly replied, "besides, we did... They launched Liang Guowu just to increase persuasion!"
Qingyan pursed his mouth and carefully read the notice several times, as if to engrave every word and stroke on it in his mind.
The release date of the notice was five days ago. Today should be the seventh day of October. Yin corpse sect left her plenty of time.
I'm afraid she didn't notice the news and missed the time.
Her face was very calm, as if she knew in advance that the Yin corpse sect would do this.
He whispered, "are you going? If you go, you won't come back!"
"I'm already on my way?"
He knew that he could not persuade Qingyan.
"Are you going now or wait until the end of October? I think you should take them by surprise by taking a step ahead!"
"No, they say the end of October, is it the end of October?" Qingyan smoothed his hair and whispered, "I don't need to go in advance. I hope they can be fully prepared. Finally, all the people of the Yin corpse sect were present."
"Your idea is actually quite good!"
"Then now..."
"I have hardly stopped fighting since before the southern region Dabi. In these battles, I actually have a lot of insights... But I haven't had time to digest them. During this time, I want to have a good insight and be prepared for the battle!" "And I have nothing else to do, so I can only wait!"
"I respect your wishes. You can arrange for more than 20 days!"
"Yes!"
Qingyan nodded cleverly.
Instead of entering the city again, she looked for a remote mountain forest. After finding a natural cave, she went in.
After walking for more than 30 meters, she opened a hole in the rock wall at the corner as her temporary residence.
Perhaps considering that she would live for a long time, she carefully polished all the edges and corners in the cave, sprinkled insect repellent powder, embedded seven night pearls at the top of the cave, paved carpets, installed wooden doors, and even opened two air vents with sword gas.
After putting on the dressing table, chair, table, and solemnly putting on a big bed, she pursed her lips, looked around her small room and muttered, "I always feel that there is something missing!"
"It's a potted plant!" Chen Hao casually mentioned.
"Oh, yes!" She clapped her hands, but suddenly calmed down, "potted plants, or not, even if you dig them back, you can't keep them for long... I used to keep potted plants in the bloody gate, and I don't know whether Xiaoxing and they took good care of them. I hope old Xie can help me take over!"
Chen Hao didn't want to experience her boring mood and looked aimlessly at the furnishings in the eye mountain cave.
These dressers, tables, chairs and other furniture placed with light colors are very gorgeous, with bright colors, showing a magnificent overall style. From the decorative pattern style above, it should be the style of the royal family of the state of Zhou.
This can't fool Chen Hao's eyes.
However, the bed against the cave wall, as well as the quilt, blanket and pillow on the bed, are incompatible with the overall style.
The blanket is all black and thin. Through the edge of the blanket, he may see a layer of cotton pad under it.
The quilt material is very good. It should be good material, but it is still inferior to that tablecloth
That bed, which is also very long, should be specially customized.
Ordinary beds are usually two meters long, but Qingyan's bed is at least two meters five!
Together, Chen Hao also found that the blankets and bedding came abnormally.
Chen Hao glanced at Qingyan's height... Hehe!
In Chen Hao's opinion, this is very abnormal!
Qingyan has been following Zhou Lihua for so many years, and she has learned a lot about Zhou Lihua's problems, which is definitely not compatible with simplicity.
Moreover, with Qingyan's aesthetics and that little obsessive-compulsive disorder, she did not believe that Qingyan would not find the problem of mismatching style, and he did not believe that Qingyan could endure it!
This woman is the kind of space ring that can't help sorting out even the elites of the blood hand Hall who chase her when they have time.
Just when Chen Hao was confused, Qingyan waved his hand, and the terrible cold murderous gas instantly filled the whole cave.
"Have enemies?"
"No, it's just a little hot!"
Qingyan took off his coat and shoes, covered his face with a quilt, and then gently pulled the quilt up to cover his face, revealing only scattered long black hair like ink.
Chen Hao looked at the sunshine coming in from the vent. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.
Sleep in broad daylight?
Is this really good?
"This bed is not yours, is it? I've never seen you take it out before!"
"Now it's mine!" Qingyan hid in the quilt and said in a muffled voice.
When Qingyan woke up, it was already midnight. Under the light of the Yellow night pearl, she looked particularly energetic.
She ate some dry food prepared earlier and finally wanted to open up a practice room for herself.
The walls of the narrow practice room were polished smooth. After scrubbing, Qingyan casually wiped the wall. When she found that there was no dust, she nodded with satisfaction.
Take a futon, sit cross legged and close your eyes slowly.
The first is to eliminate distractions.
In the past, it was always difficult for Qingyan to enter the empty and bright state.
What Chen Hao didn't expect is that today, Qingyan quickly entered the state.
She was calm, and countless battle scenes began to play back in her heart.
The red blood soft sword leaned quietly beside the rock wall, motionless.
The whole practice room was quiet, and I could only vaguely hear the sound of water droplets falling into the puddles along the stalactites outside.
Qingyan saw countless illusory shadows in his mind, countless ghost like legends in the magic sword field, and countless twisted corpses spreading to the sky.
There are countless howls and wails in her ears
In a twinkling of an eye, most of the time passed, and Qingyan also turned from cultivation.
She felt a lot about this practice, but she didn't say much.
However, Chen Hao knows that her magic power has risen to a higher level, reaching the Dacheng realm, which is only one step away from the perfect realm of killing magic power.
The mood should be much better.
In the morning, Qingyan woke up from her sleep. She covered the quilt and took a deep breath, and then put everything in the temporary residence into the space ring.
After walking out of her temporary residence, she went out along the cave again. When she was about to take the exit, she stopped.
She saw a young warrior holding hands and sleeping against the rock wall, with a campfire with sparks, three empty wine vats, and a long sword nearby.