The King of Hell couldn't help but sigh. There was no trace of Qi Yuan on the Samsara Book back then, and there was no trace of her soul left in the Three Thousand Worlds. Only then did the immortals confirm that Qi Yuan's Tao disappeared, the scattered fairyland was destroyed by the Heavenly Lord, and even the Demon King Wu Xun was trapped by the Tao.
Only Tianjun is the most powerful among the three realms, so he reached cooperation with Tianjun.
But now it seems that the origin of the soul at the end of hell is not a bargaining chip for him to remain neutral, but a talisman for his death.
The last trace of luck in the King of Hell's heart disappeared, and he couldn't help but chuckle.
Qi Yuan was not saying hello, he was clearly asking for his life.
It's better to give it a try than wait for death.
The fear in the eyes of the King of Hell dissipated. This cooperation had already been planned by Tianjun, and he could not avoid it.
He didn't care at all how the King of Hell chose Qi Yuan. If it weren't for the stability of the underworld in these three thousand realms, the underworld would have been overthrown by the Great Dao just because of the deeds that the King of Hell did behind the scenes with Tianjun.
It’s just that careerists who are obsessed with fantasy often cannot see their own flaws.
Qi Yuan absorbed the power of his soul into the space, and his expression returned to normal after seeing the door of the Ling family.
"The head of the family."
Qi Yuan nodded when he heard the greetings from the servant at the door.
The plans of the Holy Cloth Sect and the Song family had come to nothing early due to Qi Yuan's intervention, and now it involved imperial power, so the entire martial arts world became quiet.
The use of force by a chivalrous man to break the ban was an eternal political point. Emperor Wei Ming was so angry that he did not even care about the life or death of the prince. How could he care about the lives of some people in the world?
No one wants to get involved in this vortex.
The Holy Clothes Sect was wiped out, and the Song family and Guo Ziyi conspired. Even the leader of the martial arts alliance could not escape the government's purge.
When Patriarch Ling saw Qi Yuan entering the meeting hall, he couldn't help but stand up from his chair. He looked around with concern before sitting back down with relief.
"Xiao'er, how are you?" Patriarch Ling asked as he watched Qi Yuan sit down.
Qi Yuan smiled and met the eyes of Patriarch Ling with a relaxed expression.
"Father, don't worry. The child is fine. This matter has been completely left in the hands of the government."
After receiving Qi Yuan's affirmation, Patriarch Ling put on a smile and nodded, looking at Qi Yuan with a satisfied expression.
This matter is neither big nor small. But the involvement is tricky, and being able to handle the matter so decisively shows some courage of the head of the family.
It's just that before the compliments of the old family master Ling could be uttered out of his mouth, the intruder put him in a bad mood.
"Ling...husband, please save Ziyi!" Song Minzhi broke free from the surrounding servants and rushed from the backyard to the meeting hall in the front yard.
The backyard was heavily guarded, and the servants were even more skilled in martial arts. Under such circumstances, Song Minzhi, a weak woman with no strength to restrain a chicken, broke in.
The strangeness among them soon made the old master Ling's expression become solemn.
The Song family is no longer able to protect itself, and everyone in the world has fallen silent. Could it be that the Song family still has a backup plan?
Patriarch Ling looked at Song Minzhi's brows and frowned. After a quick look, he felt that the Song family would not leave such a backhand to a fool like Song Minzhi.
Seeing Song Minzhi's pitiful appearance, Patriarch Ling regretted his blindness in his heart, and then looked at Qi Yuan with some worry.
Song Minzhi ran so fast that her hair was scattered, and she even stepped on the edge of her skirt and knelt down at Qi Yuan's feet.
Song Minzhi, however, seemed unaware. He looked up at Qi Yuan with tearful eyes and begged in a soft tone.
"Husband, I beg you, please save Ziyi..." Song Minzhi begged with tears in her eyes.
Qi Yuan looked down and frowned slightly when he saw Song Minzhi holding the corner of his clothes.
"Bah! This woman really doesn't want to... cough cough cough..." 888's indignant words just came to his lips when he suddenly thought of the origin of Song Minzhi's soul, and swallowed the words back, choking and making 888 cough non-stop.
After all, Song Minzhi is also a talented and beautiful woman in the martial arts world. Such a weak and unable to take care of herself can easily make a rough guy who only knows martial arts feel sympathy.
Seeing Song Minzhi's cowardly behavior, old Patriarch Ling felt a sigh of relief stuck in his chest. He was really angry!
Why did he show Xiaoerxiang such a thing!
The look in Mr. Ling's head's eyes on Qi Yuan became more and more guilty, and even the servants in the meeting hall couldn't help but feel angry.
"The Song family ransacked their entire family on the charge of treason. Don't you ask your parents?" Qi Yuan said the news about the Song family lightly, stretched out his hand to pull out the corner of his clothes, turned around and took the tea cup to replace it. position.
Song Minzhi's cry suddenly got stuck in his throat.
Faced with his family members who were about to be executed and his lover whose whereabouts were unknown, Song Minzhi never thought that his parents were in danger.
The Ling family did not deliberately conceal the news about the Song family, and Song Minzhi naturally knew it. She rushed into the meeting hall desperately, and if she pleaded for the Song family, maybe everyone in the Ling family would change their minds.
It's just that from the time Song Minzhi came in until now, he never left Guo Ziyi, but he didn't mention a word about his parents.
Such a heartless, unfaithful and unfilial person is really despicable.
Qi Yuan's words made Song Minzhi's mood cool down. Sensing everyone's disgust and disdain, Song Minzhi suddenly lost strength and collapsed on the ground.
Qi Yuan looked indifferent, while Song Minzhi looked at Qi Yuan with a confused expression.
Her nominal husband is as handsome as a piece of jade. He just stood there and people couldn't take their eyes away, and his calm demeanor was quite gentlemanly.
But Song Minzhi could feel the indifference and alienation in it.
As a wife, she called Ling Xiao husband for the first time, but here she begged him to save her lover.
Ling Xiao was extremely kind by not stabbing her to death.
How could she not know about the situation of the Song family? It is difficult to repay her parents' kindness, so she can only repay their kindness in the next life as a cow or a horse.
She doesn't know martial arts, she can't rob the court or disobey the emperor's orders. But Ziyi's whereabouts are now unknown, and officers and soldiers are chasing her everywhere. As long as she begs Ling Xiao, Ling Xiao's martial arts will surely save Ziyi.
Ling Xiao has a kind personality, and as long as she begs him regardless of face, he will definitely relent.
After Qi Yuan drank her tea, she didn't need to look at Song Minzhi to know what kind of paste was filling her head.
The meeting hall fell silent, and Patriarch Ling was finally relieved to see that his son was not blinded by beauty.
"How is your patching up for her?" Qi Yuan contacted 888.
Even 888 was disgusted by Song Minzhi, let alone Qi Yuan himself.
Who can bear to see Song Minzhi doing such mentally retarded things with a face that is somewhat similar to Qi Yuan?
"Don't worry, I haven't fallen behind at all. I guarantee that she can survive and die several times." 888 responded positively.
Only then did Qi Yuan turn his attention to Song Minzhi.
When Song Minzhi met Qi Yuan's warm eyes, he only felt a chill running down his spine. In the words of martial arts people, that was the so-called murderous intent.
It's just that Song Minzhi can't care anymore. Her mind is now occupied with the fact that her sweetheart is in danger, so when Qi Yuan looks at her, she adjusts her posture without leaving a trace. She knows where her capital lies.
