Chapter 96 Get up

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Three days later, at the foot of Shouyun Mountain.

The last name of the courtyard is D.

Wang Shuyue leaned silently against the door frame, her eyes dull.

The husband has not been home for three days.

At first, she just thought it was her husband staying in the alchemy hall. Maybe she hooked up with some junior sister from Caofang...

But on the second day, she felt something was wrong.

She knew her husband very well, so if Zhao Qing was not in danger, he must have been held back by something.

Boom, boom, boom.

"elder sister……"

Wang Shuyue instantly cheered up, opened the courtyard door, and welcomed Gu Qing in.

"How's it going? Qing Huan!"

Lu Qinghuan's usually gentle face now looked extremely haggard.

She took Wang Shuyue's hand and let him sit in the courtyard first.

Then he said softly: "Sister, don't worry too much."

"I have learned about the master's whereabouts."

Wang Shuyue's eyes trembled, and the big stone in her heart finally fell to the ground: "Where did your husband go!?"

"He was taken away by a senior brother Cheng. I didn't ask for more details."

"But now we should be with our senior brothers from the sect. The sect's mountain-protecting formation is activated. With my master's cultivation level, I should not be in danger if my senior brothers are with me."

Lu Qinghuan's bloodshot eyes fluttered and whispered: "Sister, just stay at home to prevent the master from finding you and me when he comes back."

"I will go to the city again immediately. Maybe there will be news from Zidan Pavilion."

"The master once told me that the women in Zidan Pavilion have a close relationship with Senior Brother Pei..."

After hearing Gu Qinghuan's words, the woman sighed softly.

Qing Huan also hasn’t slept for three days and three nights...

She held down Qing Huan's body as he was about to stand up.

"Let's rest at home first. Maybe my husband will be back soon."

Gu Qinghuan was silent for a moment and said softly: "I can come back in the evening."

Wang Shuyue shook her head directly.

"It's good to know that your husband is fine. Just wait two days and see."

"I'll heat up the porridge. You go change your clothes and stop running around."

The woman walked to the west wing and secretly wiped the glitter from the corners of her eyes.

After knowing that her husband was traveling with someone, the tension in her heart finally eased a bit.

But just a hint.

She also wanted to get the news as soon as possible.

But Zhao Qing is not at home, so he is the mainstay of the family.

There must be no confusion.

Qing Huan only has her husband in her eyes. If there is something wrong with her in a hurry...

After a stick of incense.

Wang Shuyue straightened her slender waist and walked out of the west wing: "Serve yourself a bowl of porridge, and I'll get my husband's poker cards."

She smiled and said: "It just so happens that I haven't learned it yet. You can teach me later."



The two women did not play poker in the end.

Instead, they lay hugging each other in the underground palace all night, and fell asleep one after another in the early morning of the next day.

·

night.

Changshui County.

The lights are bright.

The long street is crowded with pedestrians and surrounded by a winding river filled with paper lanterns.

"Look! The painting boat of Tianxiang Tower has arrived."

"The girl standing on the bow of the boat is pretty."

"With such a beautiful face, could he be the oiran from Tianxiang Tower?"

"Show girl?"

"She is not a show girl..."

Zhou Xiaoyi stood alone on the bow of the boat, her face as cold as frost.

The boat floated around Changshui County three times, and she was pointed at and watched all night long.

She took out the communication jade with her delicate hands and stared at it for a long time with her beautiful eyes narrowed.

Zhao Qing was not summoned.

The woman with a veiled face stopped playing the piano and walked slowly to the bow.

He said softly: "Are you worried?"

Zhou Xiaoyi shook her head gently.

Miss Xiu chuckled: "Why don't you send a message to Mr. Zhao?"

My aunt looked thoughtful.

"I don't have much to do with him. I just have an appointment here, but I don't see him, which makes me a little bored."

The woman beside her slowly took off her gauze and said with a smile: "There is a wealthy man in Tianxiang Tower. There is no Taoist companion in the middle stage of foundation building."

Zhou Xiaoyi's beautiful eyes flashed and she said with a smile: "Then Xiu'er might as well commit herself to him."

"No, Xiu'er means to help you connect, sit down and have a cup of tea."

The woman looked slightly cold: "No need."

"Then you won't be summoned? You won't be able to buy lanterns on the streets anymore!"

Zhou Xiaoyi:......

Half an hour later, she threw the motionless communication jade into the river and whispered softly: "You are a disciple."

The woman was a little confused.

The communication jade at home was pinched by myself, and Zhao Qing's communication jade was fed to the fish.

She actually didn't know if she should continue to stay in Danxia City.

Grandpa is in the late stage of foundation building, and his longevity is still seven or eight years away... Perhaps the elixir recipe can be found from others.

The father adopted two more adopted sons, and the mother had already left the Duke's Mansion.

Where are you going now?

Zhou Xiaoyi suddenly lost her mind.

Since when did I become so anxious?

The next moment, a smile appeared in her eyes and she held Xiu'er in her arms.

"Girl Xiu is so beautiful tonight."

"What will happen if Mr. Zhao can't find you in the future?"

"If there is no prescription, I won't see him. I will go shopping with him on the street."

Xiu'er put on her veil again and took the delicate hand of the woman next to her.

However... with her exquisite spiritual perception in the late stage of Qi refining, there was a mass of water vapor surrounding the spiritual jade rising and falling in the Changshui.



Seven days later.

A short-haired woman walked out of the Zidan Pavilion.

She was in a daze, did Senior Brother Pei really not know... or did he not want to tell?

Gu Qinghuan glanced back at the road back to the sect, then with determination, headed straight towards Xifang.

Bloody Clothes Building.

Qing Huan found the familiar figure among the female cultivators who were welcoming him.

"Miss Wan'er!"

The receptionist female cultivator turned around and looked around, feeling that the woman in front of her looked familiar.

The one next to Zhao Keqing?

She looked at the haggard woman in front of her and almost didn't recognize her for a moment.

The last time we met, she was a fairy with outstanding appearance, but today she looked like an ordinary woman.

"Are you Zhao Keqing's wife?"

Gu Qinghuan was startled and nodded slightly: "I want to meet Zhou Keqing."

Wan'er was silent for a moment, thinking about it.

He took the woman's cold hand and led her into a compartment on the first floor: "You rest here first, and let me go and report."

She hesitated for a moment, then turned around and made a cup of hot tea, placing it next to Lu Qinghuan's hand.

Boom, boom, boom.

There was a knock on the door somewhere on the second floor.

The cold female cultivator in Zhu Zi gauze opened the door: "Wan'er."

"Zhao Keqing's wife is here and wants to see you."

Zhou Xiaoyi's expression froze, Shuyue is here?

Wan'er lowered her head and added: "Wan'er looks bad..."

Not looking good?

The woman frowned slightly, nodded and said, "I'll wait for her here."

After a while, Gu Qinghuan arrived at the cubicle on the second floor of the Xueyi Building.

Zhou Xiaoyi looked at the woman in front of her and frowned slightly.

Why is it her?

Gu Qinghuan looked down at the smooth ground, stood still behind the door, and did not move forward.

"Ke Qing Zhou, my master has not returned home for seven days. Qing Huan searched all the ways but found no clues. I found you when I was desperate."

Zhou Xiaoyi asked doubtfully: "Zhao Qing is missing?"

"Talk about it."

The short-haired woman immediately became angry and said softly: "Seven days ago, the master received a summons from Senior Brother Pei..."

Zhou Xiaoyi’s beautiful eyes twinkled.

Pei Jin summons?

Preaching in Dantang?

Cheng Buyi?

How could Cheng Buyi take Zhao Qing away from Dantang! ?

For a moment, she also fell into confusion.

The Lan Qing Collection is about to open. Could it be that Cheng Buyi took away the talented alchemist in the sect in advance?

Shendao Island and Hanbing Valley are far away from Danxia... Seven Kills Hall?

If the leader had not broken through the Nascent Soul, he would not have temporarily escaped from seclusion, otherwise he would not have allowed Qian Hongwei to do whatever he wanted.

But if Nascent Soul is broken through, Danxia Sect's formation should be withdrawn.

After all, there is no Yuanying in the Four Elephants Gate, so eating the Four Elephants Gate before the opening of Lan Qingji is the top priority.

But if Cheng Buyi’s actions were not the master’s intention, then whose intention was it?

Gu Qinghuan was silent for a while and whispered: "Ke Qing Zhou..."

When Zhou Xiaoyi was thinking, she saw the woman's muddy skirt and frowned slightly: "Silence!"

She couldn't help but think of the past, and she really didn't understand why Zhao Qing took him home...

The next moment, her beautiful eyes slowly widened.

The short-haired female cultivator trembled, her knees slowly bent, and she knelt on the ground.

The haggard face continued to look down, his forehead was close to the ground, and his messy hair was scattered all over the floor.

"Master has offended many times before. Qing Huan apologizes to you... on his behalf."

"My sister can no longer hold on at home."

"The master may be in danger, please help find..."

Zhou Xiaoyi looked at the head lying on the ground in front of her, her mind went blank.

For a moment, she realized how heavy it was behind the peace in the yard.

"stand up."

"Where did you meet Pei Jin? Take me to find him."

"Put on this robe."