The boy next to him saw Qingjiu stop, so he timidly raised his head and looked at Qingjiu.
Qingjiu waved his hand at him, and the boy stepped back slowly and smartly.
Qingjiu looked at the main hall with leisurely eyes. She was standing in this position last year, but the second senior brother took her away at that time, and now she is standing here.
The corners of his eyes moved slightly, Qingjiu put away all the aura on his body, and used his spiritual power to fall on his face. Although he knew that he could not hide it from the people inside, it could also save unnecessary trouble.
After making all the moves, Qingjiu walked into the hall.
"Here, sit down and eat."
On the main seat, Xiao Wuhuan saw Qingjiu walking in from the door, his eyes moved slightly, and then he said to Qingjiu with a faint smile.
As soon as Qingjiu entered the hall, she felt the eyes around her looking at her, but she didn't pay attention. Instead, she sat down happily and ignored them.
"This is a friend of mine. Lord Yan Qing and fellow Taoists don't care."
Seeing everyone's eyes falling on Qingjiu, Xiao Wuhuan said to Yan Qing and other Ji Qing disciples with a smile in his eyes.
"Since I am a friend of the Lord City Lord, I naturally have no right to interfere."
He glanced at Qingjiu across from him, then raised the wine glass in his hand and said calmly, but his eyes were always on Qingjiu.
"It's fine that God Yan Qing doesn't care. I don't know if there is any important matter for God to come here in person this time. If you have any orders, just tell Xiao directly. Why does God need to go there in person?"
Xiao Wuhuan didn't seem to see Yan Qing's eyes, and smiled at Yan Qing and said something.
Yan Qing looked at Xiao Wuhuan with a wine glass in his hand, "When my disciples passed by Yuncheng yesterday, they passed by a resting place and were attacked by monsters. The entire village was destroyed. Does City Master Xiao know what happened?"
The words were full of coldness and indifference, and no emotion could be heard.
Qingjiu has always doubted whether Yan Qing is the only person in Jiqing who really exists. Otherwise, why would an ascended god and the head of a sect be done by Yan Qing alone every day?
The expression on Xiao Wuhuan's face did not change at all, but his eyes moved slightly. "I received a report from the guards this morning. I just found out. I have sent people to check. I hope the people are okay."
When he said these words, Xiao Wuhuan's face was filled with sadness, as if he had heard something extremely heartbreaking.
[You scumbag, look at your face, I’m not telling you that you think all Ji Qing people are stupid...]
[Ahem, even if you are stupid, you think your face can convince others...]
[Ahem, that’s not necessarily the case. It’s hard to say that the other side is extremely halal. 】
As soon as Qingjiu's voice appeared, Yan Qing and Nie Ling's eyes fell on Qingjiu.
At this moment, although Qingjiu lowered his head and did not raise it, there was a hint of speculation in his heart.
'Tongzi, can these people hear what I am thinking? '
All the previous events were replayed bit by bit in her mind, and this time she was sure that people in the extreme clearing could definitely hear her voice.
The system does not speak '...'
It didn't know what was going on when it took on the mission for the first time. The Raiders could actually hear the voices of the missionaries, and it wasn't just one but multiple or even more.
This is very explosive in the entire mission world.
Qingjiu didn't show anything strange on her face, but there was a thin layer of sweat on her back. This was undoubtedly extremely bad news for her.
In order to verify his conjecture, Qingjiu narrowed his eyes slightly.
[Xiao Wuhuan stole Yuncheng's luck and absorbed the essence of the people in the city, thinking that he had done it perfectly, but Ji Qing was afraid that he would not get any benefits if he was discovered. 】
[I would like to know what will happen if Yan Qing finds out. 】
Qingjiu almost inaudibly raised her eyelids and quickly glanced at Yan Qing and Nie Ling opposite. Yin Xingyu did not come this time. Yan Qing took Nie Ling with him. But when she first came, she saw a very clear person outside. Disciple, I think I have made preparations.
Sure enough, after he expressed his feelings, Yan Qing was fine, but Nie Ling's eyes and face became heavy.
Qingjiu's hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly.
Xiao Wuhuan, who was sitting in the high hall, was keenly aware of Nie Ling and said to him worriedly, "Fellow Daoist Nie looks a little ugly, but if there is anything uncomfortable, I will call the pharmacist to come and take a look at it for you."
The words were filled with care and worry.
But Nie Ling's heart was full of shock and complexity. First, he was surprised that his junior sister had defected from the sect but appeared in Yuncheng, and then he was surprised by what the junior sister said in his heart that City Lord Xiao had done.
Nie Ling tried hard to put away his emotions, and his already cold face became even more ugly. "It's okay, the city lord doesn't need to worry about it."
Although he tried his best to suppress his emotions, the stiffness in his words still betrayed him.
Seizing the city's luck and absorbing the essence of the people in the city, either of these two things will be punished by God.
Nothing has happened since Xiao Wuhuan became the lord of Yuncheng City, and now a strange phenomenon suddenly appears. It can be speculated that Xiao Wuhuan has at least been secretly doing it for many years before he got a qualitative change.
But Yuncheng is at the feet of Jiqing, and Xiao Wuhuan became the city lord because Jiqing nodded.
And now...
Nie Ling couldn't even imagine how much loss Xiao Wuhuan's move would bring to Jiqing.
Xiao Wuhuan glanced deeply at Nie Ling and frowned lightly, "Don't worry, Your Majesty Yan Qing. Xiao will take care of the matter in Yuncheng and give Ji Qing an explanation. The banquet will be the end of the Hundred Flowers Festival." , and please enjoy it, all Taoists."
His heart moved, he looked back, picked up the wine glass and stood up to face the wine glasses of everyone below.
Qingjiu curled up the corner of his mouth slightly, and glanced at the two ugly-looking Yan Qing and Nie Ling opposite him from the corner of his eye.
[Tsk, Hundred Flowers Festival, Xiao Wuhuan, are you finally ready to take action? 】
[I would like to see what actions you are going to make under Ji Qing’s nose. 】
Qingjiu's heart moved slightly again, and he said in a light tone.
Although it was difficult for her to accept the fact that everyone in Jiqing could hear her voice, judging from the fact that the two of them heard her voice without any doubt.
They should be used to hearing her own complaints, which means she can take advantage of their lack of defense against her own voice to manipulate them to achieve the results she wants.
In this way, Qingjiu changed from passive to active, allowing them to do things according to their own wishes.
Such as now.
Yan Qing looked at Xiao Wuhuan with cold eyes, "City Master Xiao is thoughtful."
Xiao Wuhuan looked at Yan Qing's cold eyes and felt a bad premonition in his heart for some reason.
After a slight pause, Xiao Wuhuan said, "Thanks to the trust of God Yan Qing."
On the side, Qingjiu lowered his eyes and looked at the slightly undulating water glass in his hand, and raised the corners of his mouth in a sinister manner.
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