The villain apprentice is very arrogant

Chapter 116, Being Calculated

After arriving at the side hall, the Immortal Emperor asked someone to serve Lan Qing with wine and some fairy fruits.

After letting all the irrelevant people leave, there were only two people left in the hall.

Sheng Cong asked with a smile: "How is Xianjun Lan traveling in the world? Why don't you see Xianjun Bai this time?"

Lan Qing didn't answer his question, but said in a low voice, "I'm here today to ask you something."

Listening to her tone of voice, although the Immortal Emperor was dissatisfied, he did not show it.

"Lan Xianjun already said that at that time, since that's the case, then let's ask straight to the point. If I know, I will definitely tell you."

Sheng Cong sat up straight, his eyes serious.

"Is the soul-sealing needle of the fairy world still there?"

"Sealing Soul Needle?" Sheng Cong frowned, pondered for a long time, and said unhurriedly: "What does Lan Xianjun ask this for?"

The Soul Sealing Needle is indeed something from the fairy world, and it is very difficult to refine it. Only five of them have been produced in thousands of years.

The Immortal Emperor kept one in his hand, and the other four were given out one after another as rewards.

"There are soul-sealing needles in the lower realm, and the matter is very important. I need to know the movements of all the soul-sealing needles." Lan Qing replied.

"What?! A soul-sealing needle appeared in the lower realm?"

Sheng Cong stood up suddenly, and asked with certainty: "Lan Xianjun, are you sure? How could it be..."

"It's the Soul Sealing Needle, otherwise I wouldn't have come to the Immortal World myself."

"...How could this happen, how could it be possible, how could it be in the lower realm..."

Sheng Cong sat back on the chair again, his brows were tightly knit, and his expression was a little serious.

Lan Qing looked up at him and asked, "What?"

After a long while, the Immortal Emperor said in a deep voice: "Actually, the Soul Sealing Needle in my hand has long been lost."

Such a coincidence?
Lan Qing frowned subconsciously and asked, "What happened?"

Sheng Cong shook his head slightly, and said: "Lan Xianjun also knows that this soul-sealing needle is also a rare item in our fairy world. The other four are in the hands of four immortal officials with great achievements. I only have one here. Naturally, I will Take it well."

"But... Not long ago, when I asked someone to check the items in the Immortal Treasure Hall again, I found that many things were missing. The Soul Sealing Needle is one of them."

Lan Qing noticed the key point in his words, and asked back: "A lot of things are missing? Can you tell me what's missing?"

The Immortal Emperor thought for a while, and said: "In addition to the Soul-Sealing Needle, there are Broken Ridge Knives, Bailing Qihuaye... Well, why don't I take you to the Immortal Treasure Palace? I can't say no for a while. come out."

"It's not urgent, let's let it go first." Lan Qing continued, "Recently, is there anything unusual about the entrance from the fairy world to the demon world?"

The Immortal Emperor didn't speak, and raised his hand to call out the sky mirror, exerted a little spiritual power, and the scene of the entrance to the demon world appeared on the mirror.

Spreading his hands, he said, "I said it's okay, Lan Xianjun might not believe it, so I'll let you see it."

Lan Qing raised her eyes and saw a dark vortex hanging quietly in mid-air, surrounded by many immortal soldiers and generals.

After a long time, Sheng Cong raised his hand to retract the sky mirror, looked at her with a smile, and asked.

"Is there anything else you want to ask, Lan Xianjun?"

"If that's the case, it's gone." Lan Qing said expressionlessly.

"Since it's gone, let's spend more time in the fairyland. Last time I left in a hurry, Lan Xianjun hasn't enjoyed the beauty of the fairyland yet."

After thinking about it, Lan Qing nodded slightly and hummed.

Naturally, it is not to enjoy the beautiful scenery, but to find out some things.

Sheng Cong raised the gold-rimmed wine glass in front of him, and said with a smile, "Come on, Lan Xianjun, let me toast you."

Lan Qing picked up the wine glass and bumped into each other in the air.

When he was about to enter, there was a trace of suspicion in his eyes, and then he quickly covered it up and took a sip.

In the next second, his head sank for a few minutes.

My eyes started to turn black, and I looked at the direction of Sheng Cong, but saw that he was looking at me with a smile, as if he didn't find anything wrong.

thump.

Lan Qing fell on the table, the wine glass was knocked over, and the wine spilled all over the floor.

Seeing that she was completely unconscious, Sheng Cong immediately withdrew his smile.He hurriedly stood up and went down to check.

After probing with spiritual power, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Ah, I'm so drunk. As the rumors say, Immortal Lan doesn't have strong drinking power. The wine in the fairy world is better if it is strong. This is the negligence of the emperor. .”

After finishing speaking to himself, Sheng Cong shouted outside the door: "Come here."

Two immortal soldiers pushed the door and walked in, knelt down on one knee: "Here!"

Looking at them, and then at Lan Qing, Sheng Cong took back what he was about to say, and changed his words:

"Go and find two female fairy officials."

"Yes!"

The two immortal soldiers hurried out.

After a while, Matchmaker and Bu Xingxian walked in, and they were surprised for a moment when they saw Lan Qing lying on the table.

"See King."

"See King."

The two bowed to Sheng Cong.

Sheng Cong sat on the upper seat, waved his hands and said: "You two immortal officials don't need to be too polite. It's nothing, I just want you two to send Immortal Lan to Jinhua Palace to rest, she is a little drunk."

The corners of Hong Niang and Bu Xingxian's mouths twitched unconsciously, and they turned their heads slightly to look at the woman.

Bu Xingxian asked: "Dare to ask the king, who is this fairy? Why is he so face-to-face?"

"She is not from our fairy world, but she is a distinguished guest of our fairy world. Well, don't ask, just send it. Send more people over there, so that she can take care of her and don't neglect her."

The two looked at each other, then leaned slightly towards Sheng Cong: "Yes."

After finishing speaking, he stepped forward to help Lan Qing up, left and right, and took her out.

……

Lan Qing felt that her consciousness had been in a drowsy state, and she seemed to be able to vaguely hear the sounds of the outside world, but her eyelids were extremely heavy and she couldn't open them.

She heard Sheng Cong telling someone that she was drunk.

But only she knew that she was not drunk at all.

I just found out that there was something wrong with the glass of wine, so I just took a sip and didn't drink it at all.

What is this...

what happened?

Before he could think deeply, his consciousness was completely plunged into darkness.

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When he woke up again, when he opened his eyes, he found that he seemed to be in a certain bedroom.

It should be arranged by Sheng Cong.

Lan Qing rubbed the center of her eyebrows and sat up.

"Ah! Immortal Lan is awake, hurry up, call Hong Niang and the others, and report to the Emperor personally."

A delicate voice sounded at the door, and Lan Qing looked up, only to see a girl holding a basin in her hand, yelling towards the door, her voice tinged with joy.

After a while, a woman in red came in with a smile, and when she saw Lan Qing, she sighed, "Oh, Immortal Lan, you've woken up! It's the first time I've seen such a weak immortal. "

After finishing speaking, the woman in red covered her mouth and smiled.

Lan Qing frowned and looked at her without saying a word.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm a quick talker, don't mind Lan Xianjun." The woman in red immediately changed her appearance, and her voice became much softer.

Seeing that Lan Qing still had no intention of speaking, she continued to think to herself: "I am a matchmaker, a fairy official who is in charge of mortal marriages. You don't know, the people who get married under my hands..."

"How long has it been?" Lan Qing said suddenly.

"Ah?" The matchmaker was taken aback, but did not react.

"How long have I slept?"

"Hey, that's what you said. No more, no less, exactly fifteen days."

(End of this chapter)