"That person named Zhou Ling'er is clearly Xiang An's mistress, so you just let her go?" Seeing Zhou Ling'er and Lu Qi walking away, Song Qingqing turned around and looked at Chu Qingxiao and asked, with a puzzled tone.
When Chu Qingxiao heard this, he looked back at Song Qingqing and said, "Although Zhou Ling'er was unruly, Zeng Jin saved me after all. There is no need to add insult to injury."
"Why did you add insult to injury?" Song Qingqing looked at the blood on the corner of Chu Qingxiao's mouth that had not been wiped off, and said angrily: "That guy just killed you, even in this Tianxuan City, we can't really do anything What to do with that guy, I have to give him a good beating and let him vent his anger."
Chu Qingxiao stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then shook his head: "Forget it, it's just a flesh wound, there is no need to ruin his cultivation."
"It's not easy to learn the Shura realm, given all the experiences he has had in the past."
"You still sympathize with him. I didn't see him softening his heart when he took action!" Song Qingqing still muttered with some dissatisfaction.
"The Black Prison is a very dangerous weapon, and the red ghost evil spirits imprisoned in it are comparable to the evil gods of the abyss."
"The resentment of the tens of thousands of dead souls in the Red Ghost Kingdom is entrenched in the sword. Let alone ordinary people, even the Buddhist disciples of the Great Zhou Dynasty could not eliminate the resentment."
"That guy engraved the red ghost into the soul pillar. Although he can control the red ghost for a short time, every time he uses the power of the red ghost, the risk of the red ghost losing control increases..."
"You kid, you asked Liao Yuan to let the girl go. Actually, you wanted that guy to take back the red ghost earlier, so that the red ghost wouldn't lose control." At this moment, Lu Sandao, who had been watching the show, also walked up. She squinted her eyes, stared at Chu Qingxiao, and asked meaningfully.
Chu Qingxiao, who had his mind exposed, did not deny it, but said: "The red ghost obviously appeared by sucking Lu Qi's blood. I don't know exactly how much control he has over it. It's just that both sides Since it is a misunderstanding, or in other words, it is Zhou Ling'er's wishful thinking, but after all, there is no blood feud, so there is no need to make it too ugly."
"So it would be better for everyone to stop earlier."
Song Qingqing also understood after hearing this. She glared at Chu Qingxiao with some reproach, and said with a slightly helpless tone: "Brother Qingxiao, you are good at everything, you are just too kind!"
"The book says that those who have attained the truth will get more help, and those who have lost the truth will have less help. Isn't it a good thing for your Majesty to be kind? Why does it sound like your fault when it comes from your mouth?" Liaoyuan came over at this time and said, He looked at Song Qingqing with a puzzled face and asked.
Song Qingqing rolled his eyes and was too lazy to pay attention to Liaoyuan, who looked curious for knowledge. He turned around and walked towards the backyard: "The good sword spirit is now better and has become a nerd."
Liaoyuan obviously didn't understand the sarcasm in Song Qingqing's words. He wanted to ask for some reason, but when he raised his head, Song Qingqing had already walked away.
Liaoyuan's thirst for knowledge was probably beyond the reach of ordinary people. He could only turn his head and look at Chu Zhaozhao beside him for help.
"I still like you better before, flying around in the sky, giving him a blow with a sword if anyone was unhappy." Chu Zhaozhao said seriously, and at this time, he followed Song Qingqing's pace and walked quickly inside. hospital.
Liaoyuan didn't get an answer, so he could only look at Meng Ziliang and Lu Sandao on the side again.
Lu Sandao was so smart that he hurriedly raised his head and drank a gulp of strong wine. Then, with a drunken look on his face, he fell asleep leaning against the wooden chair beside him.
So Liaoyuan could only turn to look at Meng Ziliang and asked with enthusiasm: "Brother Meng, do you know why Miss Song said that kindness is your fault?"
"I didn't read this in the book. Could it be written in other books?"
"Then if it is written in other books, why are there completely contradictory truths in the two books?"
"Then which one should I believe?"
"Then if there is a third book with different truths from these two books, what should I believe?"
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Even with Meng Ziliang's out-of-the-box temperament, it was difficult to cope with this chattering and serious Liaoyuan at the moment.
Seeing him speechless after being questioned and running around the yard, Xue Sanniang couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth. She walked to Chu Qingxiao's side, glanced at Chu Qingxiao with some reproach and said: "Mr. Chu, you have to let me go. It’s better to start studying in a prairie fire, but I’m afraid we will inevitably be harassed in the future.”
"Why don't you go and tell him again? It's better to just believe in the book than to have no book at all."
Chu Qingxiao had a wry smile on his face. He didn't think much about it when he said this. He just mentioned it casually. Who would have thought that Liao Yuan was stubborn and regarded his words as an imperial edict and got into the book with all his heart.
Hearing Sanniang's words, Chu Qingxiao also nodded. After all, the person who tied the bell had to be tied to untie the bell. He was about to step forward, but he heard the sound of the prairie fire continuing to come.
"Also, I just told Lu Qi that licking a dog will lead to a bad death."
"Why is that girl the one who's angry?"
"Why is it that Lu Qi still follows that girl after I told him that licking a dog will lead to a good death?"
"Isn't he afraid of death?"
"But shouldn't everyone be afraid of death?"
Just listening to the endless questions made people feel numb.
The step Chu Qingxiao just took was paused at that moment, and then he laughed dryly twice and took back his outstretched foot.
Xue Sanniang squinted her eyes and looked at Chu Qingxiao who had retracted with a teasing smile.
"Why is the young master back again?" she asked.
Chu Qingxiao scratched his head and felt a little embarrassed.
He pointed to the broken courtyard door on the side and said, "I...I will repair this door first."
Xue Sanniang looked at Chu Qingxiao who hurriedly squatted down to clean up the debris scattered after the courtyard door exploded on the ground, and couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle for a while.
Then she also squatted down and helped Chu Qingxiao clean up the mess on the ground.
At this moment, bursts of noise suddenly came from the street outside the courtyard gate. The two of them, who had been a little nervous due to the trouble that came to their door one after another in the past few days, looked up almost at the same time.
Because the courtyard door was destroyed, the two of them could have a clear view of the scene on the street through the wide open courtyard door.
There was a huge crowd of people there, and a group of people holding high lanterns were parading through the streets.
The lanterns have unique shapes, including various rabbits, cranes, and generals and beauties. The most eye-catching one is the lantern in the shape of Chang'e flying to the moon that takes more than ten people to lift.
A group of children followed with small lanterns, playing and singing songs in childish voices.
"August and a half, fifteenth night."
"In the middle of autumn, the moon is bright."
"Those who leave their hometown should return to court."
"Gather a cup and have a reunion..."
Listening to the nursery rhyme, Chu Qingxiao suddenly thought of something.
He suddenly raised his head and looked at the dome.
Night has come, and the full moon hangs high above the dome, shining brightly.
