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In a month, sikongling felt that he had died tens of thousands of times.

Xiyue's poison is getting stronger and stronger. Maybe he is not a medicine tester, but a pharmacist trained by his master. A conscious pharmacist is painful.

"In the future, you don't have to think about detoxification any more. Are you satisfied with the body of ten thousand poisons?"

"Your Highness promised to see you. You will be free in the future. You can go wherever you want and do whatever you want. There is no debt between us, and you don't have to come back... "

In a few words, the past 20 years of love has come to an end. Sikong Ling didn't understand Xiyue's sad look until many years later.

After breathing for a few quarters of an hour, Sikong Ling changed his clothes and went to see the person he wanted to see. For the first time in years, he wanted to find out one thing to confirm his guess.

Demon night priest is the youngest priest of Nanhuang. He has profound skill and can divine the future and the past. He should have become the king of Nanhuang. But once a few months later, their king wants to come back, so he can only be a priest.

For the king of Nanhuang, sikongling also has some understanding. Nanhuang is a nation that stresses blood. There is a kind of skill in Nanhuang that can condense flames. As a king of Nanhuang, he can condense the heavenly fire to burn the city.

The last king of Nanhuang was a woman, who liked the outside world. The purest blood is probably Wang's blood. That Wang probably had children in the outside world. Not long ago, he awakened the power of blood and was noticed by people here.

"Si Kongling, how dare you take the initiative to recruit our priest? When you were a child, didn't you say you didn't want to talk to me? "

A red, a little flame cinnabar eyebrows, a pair of dark red eyes, cold-blooded incomparable, with a sad look, but it is dizzy. The high nose, the bright red lips, a touch of arrogant smile, gorgeous appearance, this is the priest demon night.

The world can compare with the appearance of the demon night, Sikong Ling has only seen one, that is to meet the Yan.

"Yes, that's what I said when I was a child, but haven't I grown up? There's something I want to talk to you about. "Sikongling looked around and found a chair to sit on.

The demon night pursed a smile and said: "don't talk about divination. I can't do divination for two years. Last time I divined, I really lost a lot of money.

"It's a big loss," Sikong Ling said with a smile. "I was able to be a king, but now I can only be a priest. How many years is divination short of life? In two years, I can't do anything else.

"Five years", demon night indifferent way.

I think that Wang's life is also hard. He only spied a little bit of the secret, so he lost five years. This divination is not a good thing for him, but he can do a lot less when the king comes back.

"How long can you live?" Sikong Ling could not help but ask. It would be five years less if the priest could live to this age.

"Our priest has lost six years of his life in divination. After the return of the king, we don't have to do divination. The hexagram shows that the king will arrive at Nanhuang in two years. This time is just right. Compared with the influence of your poisonous body, the priest thinks that he will live longer than you "

by Self-taught divination, he knows that one day, if he can make Nan Huang rise in six years, he will accept it.

"The priest has good eyesight. The body of ten thousand poisons is only today. The priest can see it..."

With this demon night priest, Si Kongling has known each other since childhood. This time he came back to chat with him for a long time, until he mentioned one, and the demon night's face changed again and again.

"I remember when we were children, we ran into a cave by mistake. There was a fragrance of flowers in the cave. At that time, the old priest said that it was the king of Nanhuang. I met a similar looking woman in the outside world. Do you think she is the daughter of King Nanhuang... "

"Her mother is from Nanhuang, and she can control the fire. You said, "maybe?".

Demon night stood up, unprecedented eyes than forced Sikong Ling, "that woman, what's her name?".

Won't wang change his name when he's out? Sikongling interface back: "Su Luolan, know?".

Sikong Ling see demon night moved expression, is it really someone should not be taboo. So many years, won't Nan Huang's people go out to look for it?

"Yes, you are right. In fact, we had little internal contact with Nanhuang. The last king ascended the throne in a few days and left. None of the people sent out came back. Later, the old priest divined, and she died "

" this matter was settled in this way. Unexpectedly, the king left his blood and bone. "The demon night sighed," it's a pity that the priest has no skill in the past two years, and going out can't help. But when the priest recovers his power, he will bring the king back at a certain time. ".

South Huang this place, Su Qing wine sick will come back with this priest? Moral kidnapping didn't work for her at all. With her temperament, how can she come back to be king?

"If the guess is right, your Wang is a man of great personality. How can you bring her back? I'm curious about that Si Kongling asked.

"It took five years for the priest to live a good life. He said that she would come back in two years, and she would come back...".Back and forth on this sentence, such a strong price, Sikong Ling believe the words of demon night. He has never broken his promise. Su Qingjiu will come back two years later. But does that mean that she gave up Qi Moxuan two years later?

Never speak clearly, sikongling gave up what the demon night said. It's only two years. Let him see what will happen in two years.

, the sky was back to the courtyard. The same as when he came back, he looked at the Wutong flower in a daze.

"Master, I won't go out this year. I'll stay here with you...".

In the state of Qi, Su Qingjiu wakes up from her dream. Just now, she dreamed of a man in red. Qi Moxuan is not with her for a few days. What's wrong with her?

"What priest?" Su Qingjiu got up from the bed and poured a glass of water for himself to calm down.

Are there really ghosts in this world? She can connect these dreams. It's just, is she a ghost? She seems a little different from other people.

"Princess, there's a gang of bandits calling at the gate. What can we do?" The green Spirit said in front of the door.

"Er", are the bandits so bold these days? There seems to be something wrong. There are no soldiers on her side.

"Later, let's go and have a look. The princess hasn't seen such an interesting thing yet." Su Qingjiu simply dressed up and followed the green spirit to the wall.

There are a lot of people, hundreds of them. But when she looked down from the city wall, it was a little strange. Those people were not aggressive. They all stood upright one by one, as if they had been trained.