Chapter 3

Young girl...

Ying Qingqing?

Chen Luoyang remembered his life experience.

He tapped his fingers rhythmically on the armrest of the chair.

Ying Qingqing.

A very mysterious woman.

Before the decisive battle with the Jiange Pavilion Master, the leader of the Demon Cult accidentally picked up a girl.

A man with amnesia.

A girl who still has martial arts cultivation, but has forgotten her past.

After the decisive battle, the Demon Emperor recuperated here, and Ying Qingqing was also brought to this manor.

At the beginning of the acquaintance, he ordered the congregation to check her details.

However, given how closely the Demon Cult gathers information, not much is known about Ying Qingqing.

Makes people suspicious.

This is the weakness of that character's experience, it can't reflect people's emotional relationship... Chen Luoyang has a headache.

God knows how deeply this Qingqing girl had a deep entanglement with herself, the leader of the Demon Cult?

amnesia

To a certain extent, we both have the same disease.

Chen Luoyang was thinking about it, when he suddenly heard the old man in gray speak hesitantly.

"Reporting to the leader, the old slave has reconfirmed according to your instructions before the retreat. Miss Qingqing...she really knows the Haotian sword!"

Chen Luoyang's heart suddenly tightened.

He collected himself, still with an indifferent expression, and turned to look at the gray-clothed old man.

The gray-clothed old man nodded: "Shenzhou Haotu, as we all know, the Haotian Excalibur is the unique skill of the Jiange Pavilion Master, and none of his disciples have ever learned it.

And Miss Qingqing didn't seem to recognize the Sword Emperor, and before she hadn't revealed her martial arts, the Sword Emperor had never paid attention to her. "

Chen Luoyang was silent.

He needed the Haotian Excalibur to heal his wounds.

But it's such a coincidence that someone came to your door?

True amnesia, or false amnesia?

Is it a beauty trick?

What is her relationship with that Jiange Pavilion Master?

After thinking for a while, Chen Luoyang ordered: "I have dinner now, arrange for her to come with me."

"Yes, Master." The gray-clothed old man respectfully replied, and then took his leave.

After he left, Chen Luoyang's mind reconnected with the mysterious black pot in his mind.

Can you tell me about this Ying Qingqing?

The blood-red nectar in the black pot instantly bottomed out!

But there was no blood on the mouth of the pot.

Soon, the blood red nectar reappeared in the pot.

The number has not increased or decreased compared to before this questioning.

Not enough wine?

Chen Luoyang was slightly taken aback.

Obtaining one's own information consumes a lot of fine wine.

Obtaining ten turns Guiyuan Dan Dan Fang is also expensive.

But the remaining blood-red nectar is at least slightly more than the consumption of obtaining the Ten Turns Guiyuan Pill.

That is to say...

This secret in Ying Qingqing's body is rarer and more advanced than the ten-turn Guiyuan Dan formula?

After a long while, Chen Luoyang muttered to himself, "This is really interesting."

Delicate flowers are moving.

But God knows if this is a pit...

My injury was caused by the battle with the Lord of the Jiange Pavilion, and the sword energy of the Haotian Excalibur is still entangled in my body, which needs to be resolved.

With the help of the sword energy from the same source, if the opponent has malicious intentions, then he will be in danger.

While thinking about it, Chen Luoyang got up and went out to the flower hall in front.

There is already a lot of good food there.

In addition, there was a beautiful woman sitting at the table early, waiting quietly.

Ying Qing was around sixteen or seventeen years old, with a beautiful and refined face.

She sat at the table, watched Chen Luoyang walk in, got up and said, "Master Chen."

"Are you still used to living there?" Chen Luoyang walked to the main seat and sat down.

"The environment here is very good." Ying Qingqing replied, "However, I'm here today to bid farewell to Master Chen."

The taste of the dishes is really good, although it's the first time I've seen the ingredients...Chen Luoyang didn't have any scruples because Ying Qingqing watched from the sidelines, he ate happily by himself, tasting the dishes on the table one by one.

"Did the people here neglect you?" He asked lightly while picking up vegetables.

"No, they treated me very well." Ying Qingqing shook her head: "I have something to do and want to leave."

Chen Luoyang asked, "Your memory has recovered?"

"No, it was only a month ago." Ying Qingqing's expression was slightly gloomy, but she soon cheered up again: "However, the senior Sword Emperor who competed with Master Chen seemed to have the same sword skills as me. I learned from one source, so I want to ask for some advice, maybe he knows my past."

Although the girl's temperament is a bit straightforward, she also knows that the leader of the Demon Cult and the leader of the Jiange Pavilion in front of her are enemies rather than friends, and they have just fought a battle.

She looked at Chen Luoyang, and said softly: "Thank you, Master Chen, for saving us earlier, but I have always been more concerned about my past. If I want to go to Jiange, I ask Master Chen to forgive me."

"You are a guest of this seat, you are free to come and go, and you can leave anytime you want."

Chen Luoyang looked at the other party with some amusement.

"However, you seem to be afraid of me?"

Ying Qingqing was silent for a while and then said, "It's not that I'm afraid, it's just that there are some contradictions."

Chen Luoyang stroked the rim of the wine glass with his finger: "Tell me."

"Although I only have a memory of about one month, but in the past month, I have heard people mention it all the time... Your religion is fierce and domineering, pervasive, and has created a bloody storm, intending to dominate the world of Shenzhou and save all sentient beings."

Ying Qingqing replied: "But I was rescued by you, Master Chen. In the past few days, both you and the people around you have treated me very well, and your actions are also gentle and polite, without losing the openness..."

I guess it's because someone was curious about why you knew Haotian Excalibur, but at the same time wanted to flirt with you... Chen Luoyang complained in his heart.

Ying Qingqing said: "I want to stand a little further away to see who is true and who is false, who is right and who is wrong."

I also want to see if you are real or not... Chen Luoyang thought to himself.

He smiled faintly: "Two seemingly contradictory things may both be true, because the truth and falsehood of many things in this world vary from person to person.

Others call us demons, but the Ancient God Sect is the name of this religion, and you can find it in any Shenzhou Chronicle. "

Ying Qingqing was startled.

Then he fell silent.

Chen Luoyang acted nonchalantly: "It's late today, it's not too late to leave tomorrow morning."

Ying Qingqing came to her senses and nodded: "Okay."

Chen Luoyang said with a smile while serving food, "I will order my subordinates to help you inquire. If you don't get the answer you want in Jiange, maybe you will gain something new when you come back here."

"Thank you, Master Chen." Upon hearing this, Ying Qingqing got up and saluted Chen Luoyang solemnly.

"You don't need to be so strict." Chen Luoyang tapped the edge of the plate with his chopsticks: "Don't you want to eat something?"

"Thank you, Hierarch." The girl sat down again and moved her chopsticks.

However, there was some silence after the meal.

The girl opposite was not a talkative person, but Chen Luoyang was worried that talking too much would make mistakes.

After the meal, Ying Qingqing leaves.

Chen Luoyang watched the other party leave.

He tapped the jade pendant twice.

The old man in gray soon appeared in the flower hall and saluted respectfully.

"Please ask the master to order."

"After Ying Qingqing leaves tomorrow morning, follow her secretly to see what she does and who she contacts." Chen Luoyang ordered lightly, "If there are people outside Jiange, be especially careful."

The old man in gray replied respectfully: "Yes, Master."

"When necessary, I will order you to bring her back." Chen Luoyang asked, "Can it be done?"

The content of his speech was a bit ambiguous, but he looked unpredictable and profound, his face was expressionless, and his tone was calm.

The gray-clothed old man replied hesitantly: "My lord, if I am not in the Jiange, I am confident that I can do it. If I am in the Jiange..."

"In the Jiange, I will order another person to help you." Chen Luoyang said lightly: "Before that, you have to confirm her details."

"This old slave would like to obey the order of the leader." The old man in gray kowtowed.

After the other party retreated, Chen Luoyang also left the flower hall and took a walk in the courtyard.

Holding the jade pendant, he became curious.

This time, he took the initiative to knock on the jade pendant three times.

After three long beeps, someone soon came to the front.

However, people are different.

This time it was two middle-aged men.

They got down on one knee.

"Subordinate Azure Dragon Palace, Azure Dragon Five, refer to the leader, leader Wan'an!"

"Subordinate Qinglong Palace, Dragon Claw Eleven, refer to the leader, leader Wan'an!"

Chen Luoyang looked at them expressionlessly.

Code name as name?

What kind of hero is this?

The general annals of Shenzhou cannot describe the internal structure and rules of the Demon Cult.

The life experience of the leader provided by the black pot is only a glimpse of the leopard.

etc…………

Chen Luoyang turned his thoughts around.

He seemed to be careless and casually said: "It is better to hit the sun than to choose the day. Today I will test you."

The two people in front of them were a little nervous, and said quickly: "Please show me, the lord."

Chen Luoyang first looked at Dragon Claw Eleven: "I won't randomly check the canons and scriptures of my religion, so you can memorize them directly."

That Dragon Claw Eleven was a little surprised and panicked, thinking that he had violated some canon.

But the Demon Sect had strict rules, and Chen Luoyang had no other indications. Dragon Claw Eleven could only recite it honestly.

Qinglong Wu at the side was also secretly worried.

Chen Luoyang stood leisurely with his hands behind his back.

In fact, he is pricking up his ears to listen and memorize.

After reciting the Eleventh Dragon Claw, he was already in cold sweat.

Chen Luoyang was noncommittal, and turned to Qinglong Wu: "It's your turn, the rules of Qinglong Palace, you can say it yourself."

Qinglong Wu was beating his heart, thinking about whether he had crossed the line, and at the same time biting the bullet and making a statement to his leader.

Both of them were very nervous.

Chen Luoyang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After Qinglong Wu finished speaking, he asked indifferently: "How are you doing with your respective errands?"

Qinglong Wu and Dragon Claw Eleven hurriedly reported.

Chen Luoyang listened quietly and figured out some clues.

The main altar of the Demon Cult is located in the southern wasteland of China.

There, it is called the Demon Realm by the outside world.

Over the years, the Devil's Cult has been striving to dominate the Middle Earth, and even the entire Divine State.

There are Qinglong, Suzaku, Xuanwu, and Baihu four halls in the church, which are the core hubs.

Qinglong Hall, one of the four halls, is responsible for foreign conquests. It is the vanguard of the Demon Cult's invasion of China and domination of China.

The masters in the temple are like clouds, and at the same time they are the most secretive, like a dragon that sees its head but does not see its tail.

Under the first seat of the Azure Dragon Hall, there are seven masters from the Demon Cult to help them, collectively known as the Azure Dragon Qisu.

In addition, there are eighteen dragon claws and one hundred and eight dragon scales.

Among the Dragon Claws and Dragon Scales, there are disciples of the Demon Cult, and there are also masters from China or other races who were bribed to instigate rebellion.

Because of frequent expansion or loss, the real number of dragon claws and dragon scales often changes. Eighteen and one hundred and eight are imaginary numbers, which may exceed this number, and occasionally are slightly less.

In addition, the three dragons in the legend are all famous elders and strong men. They usually still look good in their own power, but in fact they have secretly joined the demon sect.

The entire Azure Dragon Hall has strong soldiers and strong horses, and big trees with deep roots.

Only Chen Luoyang, the leader of the sect, and the head of the Azure Dragon Hall, who are directly in charge, have the complete list.

The Ganlu Villa where he is currently staying is well-known for thousands of miles around here.

The owner of the village, Wan He Song, is known for the timely rain. He is forthright, upright and upright.

But no one knew that he had another name in the Azure Dragon Hall of the Demon Cult.

Dragon Claw Eleven.

No one knows that Ganlu Mountain Villa, which is often called justice for friends from all over the world, can be called a holy place in Yunwu County.

Here, intelligence collection, personnel training and training, wealth, food and grass storage and transportation, and various functions are integrated into one, and at the same time, it is in order, and there has never been a mistake.

Chen Luoyang recuperated here after his battle with the Jiange pavilion master on the snowy plateau this time.

As the leader of the sect, he had many servants accompanying him, but after he entered the Ganlu Villa, they were all settled properly, and there was no disturbance at all, and no news leaked out.

"well done."

Chen Luoyang looked at the man in front of him and said.

Dragon Claw Eleven of the Demon Cult's Azure Dragon Hall, and Wan Hesong, the owner of Ganlu Mountain Villa in Yunwu County during the Great Xia Dynasty, was worried before, but now he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He hurriedly said respectfully: "It's all thanks to the guidance of the leader, the chief seat and Mr. Wu."

The trembling middle-aged man next to him also breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately said: "It is the leader and the chief who gave good advice, and I dare not take credit for it."

Ding Chen, the fifth place in Qinglong, is not good at force among the seven places in Qinglong.

But he is good at operating construction.

The secret Xiangtang stronghold built by the Qinglong Temple of the Demon Cult in the middle-earth and foreign races beyond the Great Wall has the figure of the Qinglong Five Hardships behind it.

The initial construction of this Ganlu Villa was the result of the joint efforts of Qinglong Wu and Longclaw Eleven.

"Whoever is loyal to our sect and does his job with heart, I know very well. Both of you deserve to be commended." Chen Luoyang stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly.

Qinglong Wu and Longclaw Eleven, who were kneeling on one knee, both showed joy when they heard the words: "Thank you, the leader, for God's religion, the subordinates are ashamed!"

Chen Luoyang nodded slightly in satisfaction.

The bottom of my heart is complaining.

Ying Qingqing talked about the devil's religion making troubles, as if she really didn't wrong us.

He opened his mouth and asked again: "How many people are there in Zhuangzi now?"