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As soon as he opened his eyes, there were carved beams and painted pillars, and Rosa curtains. Qi Wangqing wanted to get up but found that he had no strength at all. Just moving his lips seemed to have exhausted all his energy, "Where is this? Brother Ji?"

All that responded to him was silence.

Seeing that Brother Ji was not there, Qi Wangqing took out the small piece of paper in his sleeve with difficulty, put it on his lips and blew, and said weakly, "Quickly find all the information about Su Chenyi, the lord of the heavenly court, and Wenren Yishi." The paper flew up into the air, as if caught in the wind, and floated out of the window.

The spiritual power was almost exhausted, and Qi Wangqing forcibly used the spiritual power again, and his body became weaker. In a trance, he lost consciousness again and fell asleep.

There is still a hateful seal that I want to complain about. Without you, I will not run out of spiritual power no matter how I play.

The shout of "Damn it" was stuck in his throat, and he had no strength to make it out.

When I opened my eyes again, it was the same scene again, but this time the difference was that when my lips were about to make a sound, I heard someone call him "Wang Qing". Usually, I always hope that others call him Lord Qi, except for this person. The voice is the best when you call yourself Wangqing.

"woke up"

Shi Ji brought a bowl of black soup medicine in his hand, and handed it to Qi Wangqing, "drink the medicine"

Qi Wangqing looked at the black water in the bowl, almost spat it out, sat up, moved her butt back, and asked reluctantly, "What medicine?"

Shi Ji moved closer to the "medicine to nourish the body"

As soon as Qi Wangqing smelled the medicine, she felt her stomach regurgitating bitter water, and she hurriedly covered her nose with her other hand, "Don't drink it, it's bitter, I don't need it, and it's not a woman raising a baby."

"Drink it," without a doubt, the tone of the command, leaving no room for negotiation.

Everyone in the world is afraid of Mingjun's innate sense of oppression, but Qi Wangqing is not afraid, with a somewhat pale face showing a pitiful look, wanting to gain sympathy "Don't drink, it's so bitter, so bitter"

"Hey..." Qi Wangqing is the only one in this world who can make Shiji so helpless.

I saw Shiji sitting by the bed, pulling Qi Wangqing into his arms, Qi Wangqing thought that he didn't need to drink the medicine, so he didn't refuse, and leaned over obediently, but Shiji broke Qi Wangqing's chin, took a sip of the soup, kissed it, and poured the medicine into his mouth. Forced it down the tip of the tongue.

Lips parted, Shiji's hand still did not let go, "Do you want to drink?"

"Don't drink" bitterness spreads in the mouth, with a hint of sweetness.

One mouthful after another until the soup bottomed out.

Qi Wangqing's eyes are full of grievances, looking at Shiji "bitter"

Shi Ji licked Qi Wangqing's lips stained with soup, and smiled wickedly, "Why do I think it's sweet?"

Qi Wangqing went straight to the upper body, separated her legs and rode on Shiji's body, leaned into Qi Wangqing's ear and said, "Brother Ji, why are you becoming more and more seductive?"

"The one who is close to the ink is black"

Qi Wangqing stared straight at Shiji, and said, "This is called revealing one's nature."

The autumn waves are rippling like clear water, Shiji once thought that clear and pure eyes are the most beautiful, just like Su Chenyi, but changed this view after meeting Qi Wangqing.Those eyes are real, firm, and shining like a galaxy, always conveying words, but also implying an abyss, which cannot be seen through, cannot be avoided, and can only sink.

The slender fingers lifted Shiji's exquisite chin, the words were full of seduction, even the eyes were full of temptation, "Brother Ji, I want to fight one-on-one with you on the bed. If I win, I will sleep with you, and if I lose, I will sleep with you." Grandpa, that's great"

Shiji put Qi Wangqing's fingers in the palm of his hand, held them tightly, and suppressed the evil fire in his body, "Okay, but the time is delayed, you are still weak, lie down for me."

Qi Wangqing tilted her body, fell straight on the bed, put her body down gently with one hand, Qi Wangqing smiled and said, "Yes, hehe"

Qi Wangqing adjusted her posture to make herself more comfortable, and suddenly remembered something, "Brother Ji, I recently discovered a very strange thing."

"what's the matter"

Qi Wangqing sat up, pointed to the red mole under her eyes, and said, "Look, it turned red."

Shiji just responded with a "hmm"

Qi Wangqing smirked, "Isn't it amazing, hehe?" Qi Wangqing didn't know that it was Shiji who had engraved a mark on his soul, even if he died and was reincarnated, Shiji could still find him by relying on the mark.

"Lie down obediently, I'll make you something to eat"

"Uh-huh"

As soon as Shiji's figure disappeared, Qi Wangqing sat up suddenly, patted his forehead hard, "I forgot about the female hooligan." That's right, the female hooligan Qi Wangqing was talking about was Luo Bingxin.

The slightest cool breeze hits, blowing the curtains fluttering, and the incense in the house emits hazy smoke, and the gorgeous room is like a place for a lonely soul to walk in a trance, with a hint of cold air.

In a daze, as if hearing the sound of shaking through the window, Qi Wangqing nestled in the warm blanket and turned over.

An ethereal voice of "Young Master" made Qi Wangqing sit up abruptly, glanced around the room, and found several volumes of books on the table.

Qi Wangqing said to herself, "Why are people in Ye Lanshan so sneaky, aren't they afraid of scaring people to death?" Qi Wangqing consciously excluded herself.

Qi Wangqing reluctantly left the warm bed, walked to the table, flipped through the files and ancient books, facing metaphysics-like words as effortlessly as drinking water.

Many of the books in Yelanshan's library are obscure ancient books. Qi Wangqing was thrown in the library by her mother since she was ten years old, and was forced to translate and compile ancient books into new books. This work lasted ten years more than enough.That's why Qi Wangqing is so proficient in astronomy and geography, spell formations, and human relationships.

The eight words "Wenren Yishi, a person who worships the gods" stimulated Qi Wangqing's eyes.

It turned out that the Wenren family lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests since ancient times, and did not get involved in world affairs.Their physique is similar to that of the demons, and they live extremely long. It is not a problem for those with high cultivation to live for 8000 years, and all of them are extremely talented.They believed in the gods and devoted themselves to cultivating Taoism. They once claimed to be the messengers of the gods.It is also said that they are the descendants of the combination of humans and demons.Every ten thousand years, this tribe will choose the most psychic person from the tribe as the new priest to convey God's instructions.And the last priest of the Wenren clan is Wenren Shiji who is only ten years old.

"It turns out that Brother Ji was so powerful when he was a child, he deserves to be Brother Ji." There was pride in his tone, as if he was talking about himself.

During the war between humans and devils, Qiu Hanting, the lord of Syracuse City, led all the sects to board the isolated fairyland to slaughter the Wenrenyi clan in order to sacrifice the demon sword.At first, under the protection of the Heavenly Court, the sects did not take advantage of any advantages or were even at a disadvantage. Later, because of Qiu Hanting's plan to kill Su Chenyi, the situation changed drastically.

When Su Chenyi died, the hearts of the Heavenly Court were scattered, fleeing and betraying.Although Wenren Yishi is brave and good at fighting, it can't make up for the difference of hundreds to thousands of times.In the end it was exterminated.

"No wonder Brother Ji said he owed him a lot"

Open another ancient book, which records Tianting, the leader of all sects.Su Chenyi was even more loved as the head of the Heavenly Court, and all he said were praises.

"I'm almost boasting to the sky, hmph"

Su Chenyi was very gifted since he was a child. Although he came from an ordinary background, he entered the ranks of the chief disciples of the Heavenly Court with his own efforts. Later, he was in a high position but he was not arrogant, on the contrary, he was gentle and approachable.

It is also because of his uprightness throughout his life that he ended up in tragedy.

After closing the book and putting it aside, Qi Wangqing saw a scroll next to the book and wondered, "What is this? A portrait?"

The paper slid across the wooden shaft, making a slight sound, and a portrait unfolded in front of my eyes.Dressed in white, with a faint smile.

Qi Wangqing was startled, and suddenly let go, the scrolls fell to the ground, and pushed together, the face of the person in the painting was folded, not recognizable, but very familiar.

Qi Wangqing raised her hand to touch her pale face, and smiled contemptuously, "Hehehehehe"