Chapter 218: Dreaming

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Gu Yuanjun opened his mouth and said: "Not only the demon clan, but also the surrounding alien clans are determined to destroy me. Some time ago, the Beimang witch immortal Zhu Qing was beheaded by the Dragon Riding Martial Saint. It is said that it was also because the Dragon Riding Martial Saint discovered Beimang." The human slave spy hidden in Daxuan."

"It must be to gather information or something."

The King of Han nodded and looked at He Ping'an again, wanting to see if this powerful doctor Qin had any insights.

He Ping'an didn't say much. He was holding the Sky-Swallowing Demon King in his broken cauldron. After a good interrogation, everything would be clear.

The King of Han did not get the answer, so he sent all the news he had discovered to the Changsheng Palace, the Dragon Guards and the Ministry of War.

There is a third-level demon king from the outer realm sneaking into the vicinity of Xuanyang, but they are unaware of it. This is a dereliction of duty, and the search will definitely be stepped up.

Maybe traces of the two demons will be found in subsequent searches.

It was just that the news that King Jing had murdered him was hidden from the news. Unless both people got the stolen goods, it would make the suspicious Emperor Jiaming suspect that he was throwing dirty water on King Jing.

After all this was done, the King of Han looked at He Ping'an and said, "Thanks to Dr. Qin for saving his life, just ask for any reward you want!"

He Ping'an smiled lightly: "Since the King of Han asked about it, I have something to ask for."

"I think this Tang Yuanzhi is not bad in nature, but he just went astray. Fortunately, he did not have any serious consequences. He later made up for his mistakes. If not, I will spare him the death penalty and give him a good education."

The King of Han heard this, thought for a moment, and then said seriously: "Although he did not poison me, he was still involved in planning the royal bloodline. If he handed it over to the Ministry of Punishment, he would be dead."

Tang Yuanzhi heard this and was trembling with fear. He quickly knelt on the ground and knelt down repeatedly to beg for mercy.

"But since it was Doctor Qin who begged for mercy, I will spare his life and hand him over to Doctor Qin for strict discipline. If he dares to do it again, he will be killed without mercy."

After the King of Han finished speaking, he looked at Tang Yuanzhi who was kneeling aside and said solemnly: "Tang Yuanzhi, why don't you thank Dr. Qin for saving your life?"

"Yes, I would like to thank you, my lord, and Doctor Qin."

Upon hearing this, Tang Yuanzhi quickly kowtowed to the King of Han and He Ping'an, thanking them for not killing them.

He Pingan chuckled: "Tang Yuanzhi, don't be happy too early. Sometimes, living is more painful than death."

He saved Tang Yuanzhi, on the one hand because his crime would not lead to death, and on the other hand, because his clone occasionally needed an errand boy, and Tang Yuanzhi was just right.

Tang Yuanzhi's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and before he could react, a red pill had slipped into his mouth.

The elixir melted in his mouth and instantly turned into a wisp of domineering liquid, rushing into his limbs and bones. In just a blink of an eye, the strange poison of the Sky-Swallowing Demon King that he had been in had been forcibly resolved by this domineering liquid.

Before he could thank him, the remaining liquid medicine rushed into his head and became entrenched in the sea of ​​​​consciousness.

"Tang Yuanzhi, this is an elixir that I personally refined. It's called Soul-Locking Pill."

"As the name suggests, it locks your soul forever. As long as my mind moves, no matter how far away you are, this soul-locking pill will immediately lock your soul, your body will fall directly, and your soul will not be reincarnated."

"hiss"

King Han and Gu Yuanjun took a breath of air at the same time. This elixir sounded more terrifying than the strange poison of the Sky-Swallowing Demon King.

Doctor Qin seemed to be a very kind person, but he was not merciful at all.

Can't afford to offend, can't afford to offend, both of them listed Dr. Qin as someone who must not be offended.

Tang Yuanzhi had a wry smile on his face. He had just emerged from the wolf's claws and entered the tiger's mouth again. From now on, his life would depend on Doctor Qin's thoughts.

But at this moment, he had no room to refuse, so he could only nod his head in agreement and stand obediently behind He Pingan.

Over there, the King of Han hurriedly spoke: "Physician Qin, I heard from Guard Gu that you rescued him from the poisonous mist in Mowu Mountain. It is difficult to repay you for such great righteousness. Do you think there is anything else needed in this palace?" "

He Ping'an waved his hand and said: "The King of Han is too polite. It's just a small effort, so why bother?"

"No no no"

The King of Han quickly said, fearing that the evil star would be dissatisfied: "I heard that Doctor Qin likes to study poisonous erysipelas, and I will order all the poisonous erysipelas in the palace to be sent to Doctor Qin's room later."

"Your Majesty is too kind."

He Ping'an looked troubled and said politely.

"This is what Doctor Qin deserves, and Doctor Qin must accept it."

King Han wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said sincerely.

"Since the prince's kindness is hard to refuse, then I will accept it?"

He Pingan reluctantly agreed.

This is not what I want, you took the initiative to give it to me

"Take it, take it, take care of the guards and send Doctor Qin back to his room. Remember to instruct the housekeeper to sort out the poisonous weeds and poisonous elixirs in the house. After collecting them all, there must be no omissions."

Seeing that He Pingan agreed to accept the poisonous erysipelas, the King of Han quickly ordered Gu Yuanjun to send He Pingan back to the guest room of the palace.

Afraid that he would regret it

In the guest room, He Pingan was sitting cross-legged on the bed, his consciousness sinking into the broken cauldron.

"Snoring"

The Sky-Swallowing Demon King, who was tied up by Wu Hua Da, was still stuffed with two stinking black fur balls in his mouth, but he fell into a deep sleep, snoring loudly.

Looking at his pitted face, there was a ferocious smile hanging from the corner of his mouth, and transparent saliva dripped down, obviously he was having a sweet dream.

This guy has a big heart and doesn't have the slightest intention of being caught.

He Ping'an thought to himself, this is the first creature that can persist for such a long time with Zhang San's smelly socks stuffed in its mouth.

It’s been so long since I learned the art of dream marriage, but it seems I haven’t practiced it yet.

He Pingan's heart moved, mana surged out, the dream marriage technique was quietly activated, and his soul had entered the sweet dream of the Sky-Swallowing Demon King.

The blue lake is sparkling and the water is rippling.

More than ten white swans were leisurely looking for food by the lake.

In a mud pit not far away, a fat and round toad covered with pustules was sunbathing in the warm sun.

It rolled around comfortably in the mud pit, staring at the swans by the lake with burning eyes, and a drop of saliva from the corner of its mouth kept dripping into the mud pit.

Good times are always short-lived, and in the blink of an eye, five hundred years have passed.

The group of white swans that year have been replaced one after another. Only one swan among them absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon. By accident, he swallowed a spiritual grass and luckily entered the path of demon cultivation and became a swan. Demon.

On this day, the swan demon finally transformed successfully.

She has long plain silver hair, sapphire blue eyes, a pointed chin, and a face as white as white jade, with a hint of indifference and indifference.

On the naked body, there is a luster like gems, which attracts people's imagination.

"Pap tap tap tap"

The sound of water droplets hitting the ground caused a trace of panic to flash across the indifferent face.

"Who is there?"

The Swan Demon raised her hand, and a long aqua skirt appeared out of thin air, covering her perfect body tightly.

"it's me"

A young man wearing a black robe, with a face covered with uneven pits and a round figure, appeared in a puddle in the corner of the lake.

"Who are you?"

The swan demon looked at the young man, wings automatically sprouted from his back, and a trace of confusion flashed across his face.

For some reason, she seemed to have never seen this man in black robe before, but he gave her a very familiar feeling.

"You don't know who I am, but I know who you are."

"Your name is Qingxue, you are a swan demon, and you just transformed today."

The man in black robe stood on the quagmire, rubbing the corners of his clothes with his hands, seeming a little nervous.

"So, who are you?"

"If you don't tell me, I'll leave."

Qingxue looked at the man in black robes, the white wings on his back were constantly flapping, as if he was about to leave at any moment.

"Don't go, I said, I'm a little toad, and I just transformed today."

Seeing that she was about to leave, the man in black robe said quickly, his words full of anxiety.

"Little toad?"

A trace of thought flashed across Qingxue's pretty face, and then her brows spread: "Oh."

"You knew already?"

The man in black robe asked in surprise. Unexpectedly, Qingxue also kept paying attention to him.

"have no idea"

Qingxue's slender swan neck swayed gently, its head shook, then turned around and flew towards the sky.