Pavilion Master, you have been contracted by me!

Everyone laughed out of shape, and the dangling magic weapon made a clanging sound, and his laughter was really... extremely ear-piercing.

Ziqing stood aside, waiting for him to finish laughing expressionlessly.

After a long time, Yan Taki stood up straight, the smile on his face hadn't completely dissipated: "In the past, that person always looked like a non-human being, looking quite scary. It's been thousands of years, This is the first time I've seen him get angry." Yan Ting suddenly approached Ziqing, and said seriously, "Although he is also an elder under the seat of Immortal Venerable, he is much higher than the other three elders in terms of cultivation and status. Immortal Venerable saw him too...little fat man, do you know how much I sacrificed for you?"

Zi Qing looked at Yan Taki with bright black eyes, revealing an air of innocence: "The real man is very handsome, Ah Qing admires your talent, that's why he wanted to be the real man's attendant disciple, and he didn't do what he wanted."

Yan Long had a look of 'as expected' on his face, and said proudly: "You have entered my Yuan Mansion, and you are a member of this mansion."

Ziqing settled down in the Diyuan Mansion where the Demon Eliminator lived.Ziqing lived in the side courtyard where Yanlong lived, and he said he was an attendant, but in fact, it was not his turn to bring tea and water.

Because the Demon Eliminator despises him as ugly.

Ziqing looked at herself in the mirror, still a little round, but much thinner than before.

Ziqing stayed in the house to practice every day. The illusion he had learned before was much better than that Fuhua.

Illusion is the art of changing, there are two kinds, one is change, the other is illusion, both are created out of nothing, but this change can produce real things, such as changing into a spirit butterfly, which can communicate with others, while illusion is an illusion, which can confuse others .

Ziqing is a human being again, with no cultivation bases on her body, and she can only start from the lowest level of illusion.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Ziqing clasped her hands together, concentrating her spiritual power, and felt a warmth in her palms, which turned into scorching heat. When it reached the limit, Ziqing separated her hands, the heat faded instantly, and a bird was born in the air. Crane.The spirit crane's whole body was glowing with pale pink light, but it was a pity that one of its wings was broken, and it couldn't fly. It landed beside Ziqing, and instantly turned into nothingness.

The second breath adjustment, Zi Qing spent a little longer, this time a spirit butterfly appeared, flapping its wings, and flew out of the window.

Ziqing looked at the spirit butterfly, in a daze.

There was a loud knock on the door, Zi Qing got out of bed, straightened her clothes and opened the door, only to see the 'pretty handsome' Yan Long standing outside the door with a mournful face, powdering Zi Qing's face.

Azusa took a step back unobtrusively.

"The Emperor has woken up." Yan Taki said weakly.

Zi Qing shrank her eyes, then looked at Yan Taki blankly.

Yan Long entered the room, and started to circle around, muttering to himself: "I heard that the spiritual veins on the Immortal Venerable have changed, and he urgently needs to cultivate with the body of the Earth Sha, he is not busy with the spiritual veins, but came to find me Chess!" Yan Long stood beside Ziqing, staring at Ziqing, "I said before that you are my attendant, so naturally you want to play chess with me, come with me."

Goodbye to Di Qi, the man is still dressed in white, Di Qi seems to prefer white clothes, but he is spotless.Di Qi stood in the gazebo with his hands behind his back, the chess game was set.As if sensing something, Di Qi suddenly turned his head, and his cool eyes fell directly on Zi Qing.

Ziqing's footsteps paused for a moment, but in an instant, she continued to walk forward as if she didn't notice it.

Yan Taki's chess skills are obviously terrible.

Even though Di Qi's eyes only occasionally fell on the chess board, Yan Taki was sweating profusely, throwing away his helmet and armor.

Ziqing always felt that a vague gaze fell on her, but she had to pretend to be cute and pour tea for Yanlong.

Di Qi's eyes fell on his own teacup, and then on Yan Taki's cold eyes. Yan Taki moved his butt uncomfortably, and looked at Ah Qing: "So stupid, the teacup of the venerable Di Qi Empty, no tea yet."

After Yan Long gave his life, Zi Qing gave Di Qi a full blow, and then stood aside, covering his lips with his hands, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Di Qi's hand holding the teacup was a little strained, and a few blue veins appeared on his knuckle-boned hand.

Di Qi seemed to drink the tea very quickly.

At the end of the round, Yan Taki was too embarrassing to lose, and finally fled in despair.

There were only the two of them left in the gazebo.

Ziqing tidied up the teacups, and put away the chess pieces that were all over the board. She put them away very carefully, not even half of her eyes fell on Diqi.

"Ah Qing." Di Qi called out suddenly.

Ziqing froze for a moment, then raised her head and glanced at him in confusion.

"Ah Qing, follow me back to Chengtian Pavilion." Diqi said.

After Diqi finished speaking, his eyes fixed on Ziqing.

Ziqing withdrew his hand and looked at Diqi. His black hair was loose, Diqi's eyebrows were not thick, his nose was straight, and his lips were very beautiful. However, the most prominent thing on this face was his eyes, which were slender. Long, but there is a cold light in the eyes, extremely cold, but also extremely gorgeous.

Ziqing was stunned for a moment, then looked away without a trace, and seemed to be thinking seriously. After thinking for a long time, she finally shook her head.

Di Qi's face changed suddenly, and the teacup in his hand also showed signs of being broken.

The emperor got up and walked away.

Ziqing continued to put away the remaining mess.

After Di Qi left, Yan Long came back, sat under the gazebo, crossed his legs, stared at Ah Qing with cold eyes.

Ziqing ignored him.

Yan Taki narrowed his eyes, and said coldly: "Little Fatty, are you using me?"

Only then did Ziqing turn around and cast a look at him inexplicably.

Although Yan Taki has a good face, he is not a fool, and he gradually figured out the twists and turns in it.

"Advance by retreat, playing hard to get, little fat man, you have a lot of thoughts. You are interested in the emperor, but you are angry that he will not save you, so you use me. You can also see that the ice cube is interested in you. Using such a method. Unexpectedly, the real meridian protector who used to be invulnerable to oil and salt, would fall on you, a little fat man."

Zi Qing still looked at Yan Taki blankly.

"Little Fatty, I have some good news for you. I heard that the ray of emotion that Emperor Qi suppressed in the Ziguan Mansion has changed. Everyone has a calamity, and he will not be immune to the unexpected." Yan Long stood up, staggering. away.

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Chapter [-] Goodbye Master

Since leaving last time, Di Qi has not come back.The emperor couldn't get up, so Yan Taki ignored him, and Ziqing got a quiet day, so she stayed in the house to practice all day.

His illusion has also improved, in the past he could barely conjure one spirit butterfly, but now he can conjure at least three at a time.

Every time the spirit butterfly flew out along the window, the lifespan of this kind of spiritual creature was limited, and it did not know where it fell.

Yan Taki felt very curious when he saw it, so Ziqing changed two and hung them on his body, which also added a little color to Yan Taki's body covered with magic weapons.

Yan Long happily left, and Zi Qing continued to practice in the house.

Sitting cross-legged, clasped hands, guiding the aura in the abdomen to gather in the palms of the hands.

When the aura was at its strongest, Ziqing was about to move his hands when suddenly someone grabbed his hand.

Just as Zi Qing was about to fight back, he smelled the familiar aura, and stopped moving in an instant.

Just with his eyes closed, Ziqing could still imagine that person's deep eyes, bright red tear mole, and that head of black hair.

The man held Ziqing's hands, and a spiritual energy gathered in Ziqing's palm along the joint, and the spiritual energy became stronger and stronger.

"Open your eyes."

A hoarse voice rang in his ears, Ziqing opened his eyes, and saw dozens of spirit butterflies flying out from the palm of his hand, the spirit butterflies were a little different from Ziqing himself, because the spiritual energy was sufficient, the body of the spirit butterflies was pale pink The radiance is also stronger, much more refined, and much prettier.

Ziqing stared blankly at the spirit butterflies flying out of the window.

Diqi stood up straight, his eyes fixed on Ziqing's face, as if he wanted to find out whether there was any excitement on his face.

Ziqing turned his head suddenly, and Diqi looked away uncomfortably, and said something in a low voice.

The voice was too low, Ziqing didn't hear it, so she lowered her eyes and played with her fingers.

"Do you like it?" Di Qi's voice became louder.

Ziqing's fingers trembled unconsciously, is Diqi trying to flatter him? !

Ziqing tried hard to restrain the urge to raise his head, because as long as he raised his head, Diqi could see the joy in his eyes.Ziqing lowered her head and nodded.

"Are you angry?" Diqi asked tentatively.

Looking at Ziqing's hairy head, Diqi reached out to touch it, Ziqing adjusted his expression, raised his head, and saw the hand stretched out to him.

Diqi's hand paused in mid-air, and slowly retracted unnaturally.

"Follow me back to Chengtian Pavilion." Di Qi said with his hands behind his back, expressionless.

"Go back to be Xu Ruye's attendant?" A smile appeared on Ziqing's face, but the smile was a bit cold.

Diqi was also stunned.

Why did he want Ah Qing to return to Chengtian Pavilion?To be Xu Ruye's attendant?

If not, why did he want Ah Qing to go back?

Diqi thought about it for a long time but couldn't think of it, so he finally said, "Isn't it good to be his attendant?"

Ziqing's heart turned cold for a moment: "So you asked me to go back to serve Xu Ruye? Because he insisted on making me a servant?"

Di Qi felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't think of what was wrong, so he nodded.

Ziqing suddenly laughed, and laughed softly, laughing so much that he was a little startled.

After a long time, Ziqing shook her head, and said softly, "Now I'm a real person's disciple, and this is where I belong." The voice gradually became mocking, "It's better to be a disciple than a servant."

After Ziqing finished speaking, he suddenly felt a chill emanating from Diqi's body.He could feel Di Qi's gaze, which was extremely cold.Ziqing drooped her eyes, her face turned pale.

Until Diqi left, Zi