Quick Travel: Cannon fodder, she is beautiful, Lu Ziye

The scene inside Zhao Prison was very different from what the people outside had guessed.

The interior is extremely comfortable and spacious. Apart from the fact that it is surrounded by bare gray walls, there is almost nothing that Bai Nuannuan can find fault with.

"Princess Anqing, this is the Xiangyin fruit that our Imperial Master specially ordered his subordinates to find. Please try it quickly."

After pestering Bai Nuannuan for almost half an hour, she finally got impatient and made a little magic trick to completely block the way for the officials in Zhao Prison to flatter her.

"Master, why don't you leave?"

Bai Que just stood on the side of her shoulder, thinking about it all the time without even thinking about it.

It can easily get rid of just some ordinary people, let alone its owner?

Besides, there is also Lord Demon Lord beside the master.

Bai Nuannuan stretched out her hand and fed it a grain of millet. She glanced at the sky outside from the corner of her eye and roughly calculated the time: "We'll leave later."

Bai Que obediently picked it up and ate it without any retort.

The officials who were blocked by the spell were forced to give up and returned in anger. Only then did Bai Nuannuan find peace.

I don’t know how long it took, but there was a sound of complicated footsteps outside the prison.

Gradually, it becomes clearer.

Bai Nuannuan closed her eyes and leaned on the soft pillow, feeling a little drowsy after waiting.

"Second Senior Sister."

It was He Qinghan's voice.

Bai Nuannuan didn't open her eyes. He Qinghan's cultivation was higher than hers, so he could easily resolve her little spell.

Too lazy to deal with He Qinghan, she responded a bit perfunctorily.

Outside the prison, He Qinghan was dressed in plain white clothes, looking just like the fifth disciple of the Infinite Immortal Master in his memory.

It's just that it seems ironic no matter what.

"Why isn't Senior Brother here?"

The entire prison is clearly decorated, and you can see it all at a glance.

"Why should I tell you?" As if being amused, Bai Nuannuan slowly opened her eyes and followed the sound.

The first thing I saw was the demon-containing pot tied around his waist. It was emerald green in color and had gold, jade and diamonds in its eyes.

Bai Nuannuan thought to herself: It fits his current status.

He Qinghan choked on his words, feeling a little unhappy but still endured it.

He thought he was kind and talked to her nicely: "Tonight I come to see Senior Sister like this. Senior Sister is always smart and must be able to understand Qinghan's meaning."

"Oh?" Bai Nuannuan adjusted herself to a better position, "Then you should talk about it first."

The corners of He Qinghan's lips curled up: "Senior sister understands the righteousness well. She probably doesn't know that our senior brother is actually the new Demon Lord of the Demon Realm, right?"

"The Immortal Master has taught us since we were young that we must distinguish between good and evil, right from wrong. Qinghan also knows that many of the events in the capital where the divine fire is immortal are the work of this demon and has nothing to do with senior sister."

"As long as senior sister and Qinghan work together to reveal the identity of this devil in front of the gate at noon tomorrow and let him confirm all this, Qinghan will voluntarily resign from tomorrow and never enter the Song Kingdom again."

When he was the imperial advisor, he covered the sky with one hand, which was comparable to the regent who controlled the affairs of the state.

Bai Nuannuan glanced at him: "But what does it mean for me to help you like this? Besides, how do I know if you are lying to me?"

"Qinghan is willing to tell all the reasons, and I hope senior sister can help me this time."

As soon as he finished speaking, He Qinghan knelt down, straightened his back, and kowtowed his head heavily.

Gradually, the smile faded from Bai Nuannuan's face.

She stood up from the bed and walked slowly to the prison bars. She lowered her eyebrows and frowned slightly as she looked at He Qinghan who couldn't kneel down.

In her memory, she had very little interaction with He Qinghan.

He Qinghan has a dull temperament and does not want to talk to his senior brothers. This is also the case when he grows up.

Immortal Master Wuliang always said that he had too many things hidden in his heart.

But later on, he somehow became greedy for wine, a thing in the world, and always got drunk under the clear moonlight.

Bai Nuannuan let out a long sigh: "You tell me first and I listen."

"Yes."

*

He Qinghan once chased and killed a spirit demon to Song Guoguo Temple.

When the demon-containing pot was brought out, the already charming eyes of the spirit were as full as water, and one glance made one half of his body tremble.

"Aren't you a cultivator? I have never killed anyone, why are you so entangled!"

Ling Mei cried blood, being injured by his sword energy, and her whole body was weak.

He Qinghan held the pot in one hand, and the sword was floating behind him, revealing the sharp sword wind.

Hearing Ling Mei's words, He Qinghan's brows furrowed imperceptibly, and he looked around her to look at the Guo Temple behind her.

"You seduced the Buddhist disciples of the Guosi Temple and absorbed spiritual energy in exchange for your own cultivation. How dare you say that you are innocent when you are so cruel?"

Having seen the ability of this charming spirit to confuse people with her words, He Qinghan didn't want to talk too much about her. He filled the demon pot with her and offered sacrifices, which greatly increased his spiritual power.

Ling Mei's charming eyes shrank suddenly, she was hurt by the light, and she let out a shrill and painful cry.

The originally exquisite and gorgeous clothes also turned gray.

"Mother Hu!"

Buddha ran out of nowhere, his pupils were about to burst when he saw this scene, and he rushed forward, trying to protect Ling Mei with his own body.

Seeing that something was wrong, He Qinghan hurriedly took back the demon pot.

Looking at the Buddha, some anger suddenly arose in my heart.

The long sword was sheathed and He Qinghan held it tightly.

Ling Mei was horrified, and hurriedly staggered and crawled in front of the Buddha: "Alchemist! He is just an innocent person, not a demon. Please let him go if you have a lot!"

"Mother Hu! What are you talking about!"

Fozi lifted her up with a distressed look on his face, and firmly protected Ling Mei in his arms. He was not afraid at all when meeting He Qinghan's probing eyes: "She and I are husband and wife."

"Shut up!"

He Qinghan was unmoved, and even said coldly: "Since we are husband and wife, we have entered my demon pot together."

Others only know that entering the demon pot will lead to a narrow escape from death, but they don't know that it is just a dream to others.

After several fierce battles, Ling Mei, who was already weak, was about to burst with anger.

She watched helplessly as Fozi entered the demon pot for her, and she couldn't stop feeling sad in her heart.

Spiritual charms are not demons, they are created by the transformation of heaven and earth.

For the sake of the Buddha, she sacrificed her body and wanted to die together with He Qinghan.

He Qinghan lost one of his seven souls and six souls, but barely recovered half of his life.

Just when he fell on the wet ground with his eyes closed, he was thinking about why Ling Mei would die completely for a Buddhist disciple.

Qin Zhao reached out and pushed him. She said softly, her words full of concern: "Are you okay?"

Those gentle eyes penetrated straight into He Qinghan's heart.

*

"Then why did Concubine Yun die?"

He Qinghan didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly sneered: "The Queen Mother of Qin and Song had the intention of rebellion, but they had no excuse, so they took Zhao'er's life to fulfill their wolfish ambitions!"