The Steward Demonic Emperor Chapter 122: Yi Dan Qingtian

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Passing around the cliff, Chu Qingcheng led Zhuo Fan to a lonely hill. There, the three solitary graves looked extremely desolate in the cold wind.

"That's my parents, that's my brother!" Chu Qingcheng pointed to the three graves and sighed lightly.

Zhuo Fan looked around and saw that the tombstones of the two graves at the back were marked with the words deceased father and deceased mother. There was only a solitary grave in the front. Nothing was written on the monument, only a black cloak was cloaked on it.

Looking intently, there are four big characters written in the middle of the cloak, a pill is overwhelming!

"What a big tone!"

Zhuo Fan couldn't help but screamed, but everyone who cultivated understood that alchemy was so extensive and profound that even if he exhausted his life's energy, he might not be able to get a glimpse of it.

What's more, alchemy also needs to follow the cycle of heaven, and dare to say that a pill is all over the sky, how arrogant this is! It is estimated that even if the poisonous hand medicine king sits in the well and watches the sky, he would never dare to have such a tone.

Looking at Chu Qingcheng for some unknown reasons, she only smiled slightly, her eyes showed unspeakable tenderness: "Even you think he is arrogant, right?"

Zhu Qingcheng nodded slightly, Chu Qingcheng let out a laugh, and slowly came to the tombstone, his jade hand gently stroked the cloak: "This is my brother, Chu Qingtian's tomb! And this cloak is me I personally made it for her."

Chu Qingtian?

Zhuo Fan's eyelids trembled before he remembered. Isn't this the meticulous work that Huayulou sent to the Medicine King Palace to worship the poisonous hand medicine king? I didn't expect it to be the brother of Chu Qingcheng, the master of Huayu.

To send his own brother to do such a dangerous thing, Huayu Tower is really withered and no one is available!

Zuo Fan slapped his mouth and shook his head helplessly.

"Song Yu!"

At this moment, Chu Qingcheng turned his head to look at Zhuo Fan, with soft light in his eyes, which made him stunned: "You know, since you gave me fruits in that slum, and fought with those people for me, I think you are very similar to Qingtian! Especially when you fight with Yan Fujus, the desperate stunned energy is almost the same as him."

Speaking of this, Chu Qingcheng laughed lightly, but tears flickered in his eyes, as if he was reminiscing about the past.

Zhuo Fan was embarrassed for a while. He always thought that he could get close to Chu Qingcheng. It was entirely because of Dong Tianba's pick-up technique that had worked. It turned out to be regarded as a substitute for his younger brother.

With a awkwardly dry cough, Zhuo Fan murmured: "It turns out that Sister Chuchu regards me as Ling brother!"

Glancing at him angrily, Chu Qingcheng blamed: "Didn't you let you remove the word elder sister? Why did you forget it again."

Zhuo Fan was taken aback, not knowing why.

You treat me as a substitute for your younger brother, and you are not allowed to call me a sister?

As if seeing what he was thinking, Chu Qingcheng smiled and shook his head: "Maybe I did treat you as a younger brother at first, but since that day..."

Speaking of this, Chu Qingcheng's cheeks turned red involuntarily, and he muttered for a while before saying: "Now, you are no longer my brother..."

Her words are ambiguous, Zhuo Fan is not very clear, but she did not explain, just continued: "My parents are just ordinary disciples of Huayulou, and they all died in the poison of the Palace of Medicine King. Under the palm. So I and Qingtian have vowed revenge since we were young. Grandma saw that we were talented, so she taught me personally!"

"However, Qingtian is a man after all. The man in the Huayu Tower has only one role, which is to marry a female disciple and continue the incense of the Huayu Tower. Qingtian is extremely talented in alchemy, and he does not want to pass it. This kind of melancholy life turned out of the Huayu Tower and worshipped under the Palace of the Medicine King."

"Didn't he go to do the detailed work, how can he use the word reverse?" Zhuo Fan was taken aback and asked.

Nodded, Chu Qingcheng said indifferently: "You were right, but we didn't know it at the time, so that I finally wrote a letter of dismissal! Until three years ago, he returned to Huayulou again, we Only then did I understand that it was originally arranged by grandma. But he did not lose his mission and stole the antidote pill of Yaowang Palace Colorful Cloud Palm. Because the Yaowang Palace was extremely strict, he used the medicine. Engraved on the back, it is usually invisible, and it can only be revealed with a special potion."

"Could it be that... the human skin in the cave belongs to your brother?" Zhuo Fan was startled and felt a little shock in his heart. This Chu Qingtian was really good enough to fight for the Huayu Tower.

It is necessary to use human skin to bring out the pill. It can be seen how difficult and dangerous this task is.

But this also gave Zhuo Fan a little inspiration. After he returned to the Luo family again, should he prepare for such dead men to enter the major families and prepare for the future?

However, his methods are definitely much higher than those of Huayulou. It took nearly ten years for Huayulou to get back a pill. He had a way to get those spies to get the information back all the time and monitor every move of all the family.

It's just this kind of secret technique, which is the secret of the magic way in the Jiuyou Secret Record, which is too cruel. This is not for the enemy, but for one's own men. However, in order to deal with the seventh family, he could only be cruel.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and Zhuo Fan's pupils instantly became indifferent.

However, Chu Qingcheng didn’t seem to notice, and was still telling: “The return of Qingtian has made the entire Huayu Tower very excited. After all, with the antidote to the colorful cloud palm palm, we don’t have to worry about the Medicine King Palace anymore. So in everyone’s expectation, Qingtian and Aunt Tao began to refine the antidote."

"But... the pill is too weird! The antidote they refined was given to the poisoned host, and the host died on the spot. Even the two refiners of them were hit by the colorful Yunluo. Palm-like poison."

"So, your brother was poisoned and died? Alas, he is really jealous of talent!"

Zuo Fan sighed and sighed helplessly. This is not fake, he is really a little embarrassed. This antidote pill is a seven-tier pill. At a young age, he can participate in the refining of the seven-tier pill, and he is indeed a pill-making genius.

It's a pity to die like this.

However, Chu Qingcheng slowly shook his head, and sorrow and anger flashed seldom in his eyes: "No, he did not die by poisoning, but was beaten to death by the sisters of Huayulou." /

"What? Didn't he do meritorious service? How..."

Zhuo Fan was startled, but soon figured out everything, even more embarrassed in his heart.

Who is the hardest person in this world, the unsung hero!

Why?

Ha ha ha... Zhu Ba Jie looked in the mirror, not a human inside and out!

Sure enough, Chu Qingcheng said in tears: "The sisters suspected that he was a meticulous work of the Palace of Medicine King, and deliberately used fake pill to poison everyone, so we took him when I was away with the two senior sisters, Qinghua and Mudan. Killed alive and alive. When we come back, everything is too late. This is the scandal of Huayulou. We can only declare that he was poisoned and forgotten, and only Aunt Tao is still convinced that the prescription is true and is still suffering. Delve into it."

Speaking of this, Chu Qingcheng's two clear tears have already fallen. Zhuo Fan wanted to comfort him, but she waved her hand and pulled him to his knees.

"Because of Qingtian's identity, I couldn't enter the cemetery of Yinghuayulou, so I buried him here. I was afraid that someone would insult him, so I didn't even dare to engrave his name. After that, I moved my parents' tomb to Coming here can be regarded as a family reunion."

Chu Qingcheng took Zhuo Fan’s hand, knocked three heads at the three graves, and then looked at Zhuo Fan and said: "Song Yu, if one day I die, I hope you can get my bones back. Bury me beside them."

What Chu Qingcheng said, like a last word, made Zhuo Fan wonder what she was going to do.

"Stupid girl, you will be fine with me!" Zhuo Fan's eyes condensed, rarely showing seriousness.

Chu Qingcheng was stunned for a while. It was the first time she saw Zhuo Fan who was as stunned as the green, showing such a reliable face, she couldn't help but stay in a daze.

But soon, he came back to his senses and gave him an angrily: "You guy is really good, I asked you to call me by my name, how dare you call me a silly girl!"

"Uh, hehehe... Brother Dong said that doing this will make women feel safe. Why, don't you like it?" Zhuo Fan scratched his head and continued to pretend to be stupid.

Slightly squeezing his forehead, Chu Qingcheng glared at him and said: "Your brother is a prodigal son, you will not fight with him in the future!"

Shrugged helplessly, Zhuo Fan was noncommittal.

"Okay, let's go to the last place."

After meeting my grandma, and worshiping his parents and brothers, Chu Qingcheng waved his sleeves and attracted the black cloak to his hands, then pulled up Zhuo Fan and instantly rose into the air.

It took only a quarter of an hour to land in a familiar place.

Zhuo Fan looked around and realized that this was the slum they had encountered for the first time. Because of the plague girl, there is no one here to bother.

"Uh, why are you here again?"

Zhuo Fan was taken aback, and then remembered the doubts that had troubled him for a long time, he asked: "By the way, why are you the chief host of Huayu Tower, and you still play as a plague girl here?"

With a wry smile, Chu Qingcheng took a deep breath and sighed: "There is no way. Because of the Tiantian incident, I went down to find Yan Song to settle the account in anger, but he was injured and poisoned. But I dare not let other people know that, for fear of affecting the stability of Huayu Tower, I lied to practice in retreat. In fact, I used the power of moonyin to suppress the poisonous wounds. Later, there were rumors of the plague."

Zhuo Fan nodded clearly. At this moment, Chu Qingcheng suddenly put the black cloak on him.

Unconsciously, Zhuo Fan looked at her puzzledly.

With a faint smile, Chu Qingcheng said softly: "Song Yu, my time is running out. I hope you will replace Qingtian and let me feel the warmth of home again."

"Ha ha ha... I still want me to pretend to be your brother..." Zhuo Fan shook his head with a smile.

Touch!

Suddenly, Wen Yu entered his arms, and Chu Qingcheng hugged Zhuo Fan's solid tiger back tightly and closed his charming eyes. Zhuo Fan was taken aback, unable to say a word.

"I said, you are not my brother, you just let me feel the warmth of home again."

Chu Qingcheng slowly raised Zhenshou and fixed Zhuo Fan's eyes closely. After hesitating for a while, he gently took off the veil on the face.

In an instant, that peerless face appeared in front of him again, which made his heart unstoppable. Although it was the second time I saw it, it was as amazing as the first time.

Looking at his dumb eyes, Chu Qingcheng couldn't help flashing a blush on his cheeks, and muttered: "Song Yu, Qingtian, he once said, I am Qingcheng with a smile, he is a pill Qingtian. I hope you can let me relive our childhood lives."

Zhuo Fan didn't hear what she was talking about. Now he was completely stupid, just nodding his head constantly.

Seeing this scene, Chu Qingcheng showed a pleased smile: "Thank you!"

So, in this slum, the two lived a life of a male farmer and a female weaver. Like a pair of ordinary people, Zhuo Fan repairs the leaked room, Chu Qingcheng washes and cooks, and finally drinks at the same table.

For three days in a row, it was this kind of life, and Zhuo Fan felt an unprecedented peace.

If this were placed before, he couldn't believe it. How could he live such a vulgar life? But in the past few days, he didn't have a trace of sorrow, as if he had entered a paradise.

But what they didn't notice was that a pair of cold eyes had been watching their every move closely, and finally turned into a black shadow flying into the sky.

This person is actually a strong heavenly master.

After a while, the black shadow landed around the guest room of Huayu Building, and then walked straight into a room. And there was already full of people.

Poisonous hand medicine Wang Yansong, Happy Forest Lin Zitian, Nether Valley Fifth Elder, are all here. The top position is the second son of the Emperor's Gate, Huang Pu Qingyun.

The dark shadow came to the second son, lowered his body and whispered a few words in his ear.

Touch!

With a crisp sound, the tea cup in the second son's hand was crushed to pieces. Huang Pu Qingyun, who was still full of calm before, was already angry at this time, and his teeth rattled.

"Second Young Master, what happened?" Seeing that something was wrong, the Poisonous Pill King hurriedly asked.

Clenched his fist fiercely, Huang Pu Qingyun gritted his teeth and said: "That bitch, actually took off the veil for that kid!"

As soon as the voice fell, Huangpu Qingyun stepped fiercely and flew straight out, exactly towards the slum...