The black-bellied prime minister always threatens me

Yue Qing was surprised for a moment, and then hid it well with a smile, narrowed his long and narrow eyes slightly, and looked at the overreacting person like a scrutiny.

This was unexpected.

May I ask, who among mortals does not want to become a fairy?

Especially for an emperor like him who cherishes his life, he should flock to Qiuxian Wendao.

Ye Liuqiu also realized that he was overreacting, pinched his fingers guiltyly, and held Yueqing's hand behind his back, "There is nothing good about becoming an immortal. If you have this time to practice, why don't you talk to Aiqing more? Even if I die, can you save me?"

Yue Qing nodded slowly.

Ye Liu smiled narrowly, "Look, isn't this all right? Cultivation is not easy, and I don't want to suffer."

Ye Liuchen admitted to treason, was deposed as a commoner, and would never be allowed to return to Beijing.

However, within two days, the news of his death in the suburbs came.

Ye Liushou was dealing with the memorial in the dormitory - after he and Yueqing expressed their intentions to each other, this guy has given up some power, and has gradually let him get in touch with military and political affairs.

The idle days suddenly shortened, and I was forced to study some important things in the dormitory.

Because he came from Mingxian City and was influenced by the thoughts of various worlds, his thinking is not as stubborn and rigid as the people of Li Guo, but flexible and flexible. He tried his hands to perfectly solve two or three frontier fortresses, floods and droughts. The word Mingjun has been initially finalized .

Seeing this, Su Yushi had no choice but to temporarily let go of the idea of ​​giving the emperor a concubine to enrich the harem.

Murong Yao went back with eight juniors, and said at the same time that the pressure from Xu Guo would be resolved by them.

The Changle Hall was as silent as if there was no one there. Yeliu thought about it, and took out a small cloth bag wrapped in yellow cloth from the bottom of the bookshelf.

It was the talent stone that was used that day, broken into three pieces.The stone was originally milky white, and it could not be used if it was broken. It was supposed to be swept away by the palace servants, but after everyone left that day, he found that there were some faint golden spots floating on the cross-section of the stone, so he secretly kept it. down.

Perhaps even Murong Yao didn't know what this pale golden spot of light was.

But Ye Liuxiao knew that gold represented gods, and the spiritual power spells used would always carry some sacred and inviolable gold.

He lightly touched the cross-section with his fingertips, and these light spots rushed into his fingertips, and then disappeared without a trace. The invisible pressure has relaxed a lot.

He sighed indifferently, pursed his red lips lightly, frowned in distress, and rubbed the gravel. After a while, he took out a sharp dagger from the hidden compartment beside the chair.

Ye Liuqiu was afraid of pain, but in order to confirm his conjecture, he could only endure the pain and cut a small cut on his arm with the tip of the knife.

"hiss--"

The bright red blood spurted out immediately, the dark red with a hint of golden color - this is the blood of God, if the golden color is thicker, I'm afraid it won't be able to completely suppress the soul of God.

There was not much time left for him.

He was lucky enough not to die back then, but he might not be able to live in this interesting world for a year at all. Underworld City was a nightmare he couldn't escape, and it was his fate that he didn't want to have eternal life.

Ye Liushou's frowning face looked like he was somewhere between a teenager and a young man. His face lost the immaturity that a teenager should have, and he became more mature. His outline and facial features became more straight and handsome. His almond eyes were slightly closed. He rubbed his eyebrows and sighed again.

Previously, he hoped that Yueqing could be eliminated as an ordinary mortal, but now he wished that his real identity would be as big as possible, so big that he was the reincarnation of the Creator of the entire Six Realms, and it would be great if he could take away the damn Primordial Barrier.

But this is almost impossible. No one has a higher status than me. Even the Dao of Heaven wants to sit on an equal footing with me... Yueqing...should only be a big monster.

A sound of footsteps approaching from far away brought Ye Liushou's thoughts back. He hurriedly cleaned up the gravel on the table, rolled down his sleeves, and hid the dagger.

It was Eunuch Li who came in, and then he thought that Yueqing was not in the palace these few days, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Your Majesty." Eunuch Li buried his head very low, not noticing the faint smell of blood, "Lord Yin is at the door and said he has something to report."

"Yin Jiu?"

I haven't seen you for half a month, why did you learn how to communicate with others today?

"Pass him in."

"Yes." Eunuch Li replied, and then exited respectfully, and then Yin Jiu walked in with an indifferent handsome face.

He was still wearing the black clothes, and there was a faint black air on his body, so cold that he was not easy to get close to.

Ye Liuqiu asked him in a gentle voice, "Where have you been in the past few days? I thought you had returned to Huaide County."

"En." Yin Jiu's voice was hoarse, as if two pieces of rusty iron scraped each other.

Under Ye Liu's puzzled gaze, he took out two strings of beige pearls the size of pigeon eggs and an emerald green night pearl the size of a goose egg from his bosom.There is also a silver-white base under the night pearl. If you look carefully, there is some dirt on it, which is stuck in the gap and is difficult to clean off.

He put it on the table, and Ye Liushou blinked: "This is..."

"birthday."

Oh, it's a birthday present.

Yin Jiu was already a ghost, so it was self-evident where these things came from.

All the valuable and precious funerary objects earlier were swallowed up by Yue Qing. Although these three things are not considered rare treasures, they are still worth a lot of money.

Yeliu waved his hands again and again: "I have received my wish, you can keep it yourself."

Funeral goods, not everyone can take them with peace of mind like Yueqing.

Silently, Yin Jiu pushed the thing towards him again, there was a glimmer of light in his dark eyes, expecting the other party to accept it.

Ye Liuxiao's scalp was numb from being stared at, so he reluctantly complied.

Thinking of the fragments of the talent stone that had been stained with a few drops of blood just now, he took it out, and seeing that it was indeed covered with a layer of light golden shimmer, he said, "This thing should be beneficial to your cultivation, you can use it, but you can use it for thousands of years. You must not tell others, especially Yue Qing, does he know?"

Yin Jiu hesitated.

Ye Liuqiu said: "The ghost can't enter reincarnation, and you don't want your soul to be scattered."

Only people who kill people like hemp will become a ghost. Yin Jiu helped Yin Sikong kill too many people, and he can no longer turn back. But if he uses the divine power in his blood to practice, there may be room for maneuver. It is not bad to cultivate a ghost way of.

If the talent is outstanding, and he cultivates from a ghost to a god in the future, someone will be locked up with him.

He couldn't help thinking viciously, it's best for Yue Qing to cultivate too. It shouldn't be too difficult for a big monster to switch to the way of immortality. Although Yue Qing has a thick skin, he still has fun in the boring city of Underworld.

Seeing that the man was still hesitant, Yeliu coaxed like a child, "Just take it as a help, okay? There are still many things that need your help in the future."

"Thank you." Yin Jiu muffled.

"You're welcome!" Ye Liuqiu smiled brightly.

"Hmm." Yin Jiu replied awkwardly, her ears blushed silently, and she lowered her head.

"Any thing else?"

Yin Jiu tensed the corners of his mouth, and said without beginning or end: "My lord is scary."

"what?"

After Yin Jiu finished speaking, he quickly disappeared, leaving Ye Liushou alone to figure out what his words meant.

My lord, it should be Yue Qing.

What does it mean?

Yueqing is scary?Is his true identity beyond imagination, or is it because he is not as suave and suave as he has seen, but has a terrifying and hideous face?Or is it that Yueqing's behavior is so cruel that it makes people feel terrible?

What did he mean by saying this all of a sudden?Could it be that he was telling himself to stay away from Yueqing?Or, Yueqing approached him for a purpose...

This ghost is really, bored like a fast log, saying such a sentence out of nowhere drew his curiosity out and made him irresponsible.

"Yin Jiu? Yin Jiu." Ye Liushou called into the air twice, but there was no response.

Instead, a pleasant voice answered him from the entrance of the main hall: "What's wrong with Yin Jiu?"

Yue Qing walked in directly.

Always agile, he immediately smelled the smell of blood in the air, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a dark light flashed too fast to be caught, temporarily suppressing his doubts in his heart.

"It's nothing." Ye Liushou shook his head, "Why did Aiqing come back today? Didn't you say it will take at least five or six days?"

"I missed Your Majesty, so I came back overnight." The man looked at him without hesitation, his gaze was hot, his eyes were bent, and he smiled.

Ye Liushou murmured softly, "No one is serious..."

"Does Your Majesty have any ministers?"

Ye Liushou blushed gradually, still not quite getting used to his current relationship with Yue Qing, so he just nodded slightly and moved his head away.

The man's smile widened, he licked his lips, swayed and walked to the stage, sat on the armrest of the dragon chair, dangling one foot in the air, and said embarrassing love words, "Weichen is thinking hard, every day Thinking, thinking every night, wondering if there will be thieves who sneak up on His Majesty's dragon bed while I'm not around, and do things that I haven't even done with Your Majesty."

"Yueqing..." Ye Liushou couldn't help interrupting him, bewildered by these blunt words.

It's still broad daylight, Eunuch Li and the eunuch are guarding the door, so it's good to be heard.

He eagerly changed the topic, pretending to be serious, like a pair of monarchs and ministers discussing serious matters, "The envoys of the Liang Kingdom met with them two days ago and said that they wanted to get married, and they wanted me to marry Beiyan... ..."

Yue Qing also pretended to reply him in a calm voice on purpose: "Our sister, how can there be any reason to marry someone as a concubine, not to mention, how can a man who doesn't give up make our sister happy?"

What he said was serious, but his hands were not idle, he touched Ye Liuqiu's body here and there, and talked with his lips around the pinna, exhaling hot air, and nibbling on it from time to time.

It's almost like flicking the fox's tail and saying that he is a vixen who will bring disaster to the country and the people.

There was no way for Yeliu to avoid it, and his head was a little dizzy. He squeezed out a bit of rationality to hear what he said, and did not refute the words "our sister", but froze in his movements, and said in surprise, "No? How do you know?" of?"