Ostentatious Zhao Yao Chapter 69:

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Drinking Zhiyan's blood, I regained my spirit, thinking that the ghost market will not be available until night, so I am not very anxious.

He stretched out his hand to Zhi Yan again.

Zhi Yan stared at me blankly: "More blood?"

"No, the mirror on your body." As soon as I said this, I obviously felt the ink holding my hand a little stiff.

Zhi Yan handed me the silver mirror honestly. I smiled and told her to go out first and drove away everyone in the house. I turned my head and looked at Mo Qing, opened the mirror in my palm, and showed it to Mo Qing: "The outside affairs are all solved, let's talk about it. You told me earlier, what is the name of this mirror?"

Mo Qing looked at the small silver mirror and said nothing.

"If I remember correctly, it seems to be called a sight glass, isn't it?" I held him in my hand and shook it. "The sight glass, what have you seen for so many years? Let me hear Listen."

Mo Qing sighed: "Swagger..."

I brought the mirror around his neck: "Let me listen to what you are thinking."

Mo Qing fixedly looked at me: "Do you want to know?"

"I want to know."

He chuckled softly: "Then needless to say." Before he finished his words, he dipped on my lips, "Understood?"

I raised my eyebrows to look at him: "That's it?"

Mo Qing's eyes dimmed and he didn't say a word. He pressed it on my lips again, sipped gently, and tasted it carefully. I pushed him backhand and opened his shirt slightly. Just as my fingertips touched his attractive collarbone, there was a "boom" behind my back.

As soon as I gritted my teeth and bit the sore Moqing lips, he opened his eyes and waved his hand, listening to a rustling movement, Sima Rong's voice mourned: "Hey, I finally let this The wooden person knows the instantaneous technique!"

Tsk, Sima Rong! Don't come early, don't come late!

I sat up angrily, stared at the wooden man who had been beaten by Mo Qing, and scolded: "Say! What's the matter!"

The head of the wooden man rolled on the ground twice, and finally turned back to see me: "Road...Road..."

"Yes, I'm resurrected! Say something, let it go."

Mo Qing also sat up next to me, and calmly pulled the lapels of his clothes, restoring the place that was torn apart by me.

What a shrewd person Sima Rong was, and he immediately realized that he coughed: "Oh, resurrection is good for resurrection, so that no one will have a harder life than an ascetic monk every day."

Mo Qing raised his eyes and glanced at him lightly: "You seem to be relatively idle lately? Are you short of things to do?"

Sima Rong laughed twice: "I heard that there was something wrong with Chenji Mountain. I specially created an agency capable of instantaneous operation to see you. I wanted to help, but I never wanted to be late. , I watched something that I shouldn’t see, no matter what, I’m leaving now."

"Stop." I called him, walked over, picked up his head, buttoned two eyes made of glass beads, and stuffed his eyes into the mouth of the wooden man, "I know I shouldn't look Yes, don’t look blindly in the future, and don’t say anything when you see it."

Mo Qing chuckled behind me, and Sima Rong's wooden man was so aggrieved that he couldn't speak.

I turned around, took off the silver mirror from Mo Qing, and hung it back on myself, he was a little stunned. As if I was surprised that I knew this was a sight glass, and I was willing to take it with me.

"Treat each other sincerely." I pointed to his heart, "I will let you know everything you want to know about me."

Mo Qing's eyes softly opened his mouth and explained, "This is the only thing I brought on my body when I came out of the seal. I didn't know it was called a sight glass before, and I didn't even know it when I gave it to you. It works like this. Only after that, I didn’t know it. But I wanted to come back, but I couldn’t speak."

When it came out of the seal, the only thing...

Mo Qing gave him to me, which is enough to show his intentions.

"Go, finish other things early." I said, "I'll wait for you to come back."

His eyes were soft, he dropped a soft kiss on my forehead, and turned to leave.

For a whole afternoon, Mo Qing was busy purging out the rebels and rebuilding the Wan Slaughter Gate. The whole sect was waiting for him to deal with the next pile of things.

I waited until the night to wear my body, took Zhi Yan, and went to the ghost market. After standing there for a while, the feeling of loss of strength came, and the effect of Zhi Yan's blood disappeared, and I really left my soul.

I asked Zhi Yan to wait for me while guarding my body, then turned around and ran towards the forest restaurant in the ghost city.

But I went around the restaurant several times and didn't see Ziyou. I was about to find him in the Money Shop of Dayin Difu, but before I left, there was a man's clear voice calling me.

As soon as I turned my head, I saw a man standing in front of the restaurant with a face like a crown jade, a long shirt with hair tied, and a faint smile: "The road is swaggering."

I don't know him, but I did hear my name from him, so I floated back a little guarded and stared at him: "Who are you and why do you know me?"

"In the next bamboo season, Ziyou should have mentioned to you, I am the owner of this restaurant."

Oh, I remembered that when I first met Ziyou, the boss he spoke of was different from other ghost market merchants. It's a...very good-looking boss, unlike the other gloomy ghosts in this ghost city, with a somewhat ethereal air on his body.

"I have two letters to you." He touched his arms as he said, "One is from Cao Mingfeng..." He seemed to look for it for a long time, and finally took out a letter. , Put in my hands.

Cao Mingfeng? I thought for a long time before finally remembering, wasn’t that my husband who was burned to the sky by me... I never thought that there would be a chance to hear this name again in my life, but he had already gone. God, can actually entrust this person to bring me a letter, so that means that the person in front of me is also... an immortal?

Seriously, not adulterated and water-free, not the number one person like Luo Mingxuan, the one from that day, the legendary, true fairy?

"There's one more...Huh...Where did I put it?" He touched his whole body, looked for his sleeves and looked at the floor, confused more than a mortal.

I looked at him coldly, until he turned for a long time, and finally found out the letter from the other sleeve: "Oh, this is for you, Ziyou."

Leave it...for me?

I reached out and took it, and then asked: "Where did Ziyou go?"

"Forget all the things that should be forgotten, it doesn't matter where you go."

The answer is really calm. However, he is also the owner of this ghost market restaurant, so he should have seen more of this kind of thing. It's just... thinking of Ziyou, I can't help feeling a pity and regret, I originally wanted to tell him about his brother's current situation.

However, for Ziyou, those things are not important anymore.

I started Ziyou’s letter. There is not much written in it. To the effect, I am very happy to meet me in the ghost market again. I can’t wait for me to come to the ghost market again. I feel a little regretful. I hope that there will be a chance in my next life. goodbye.

A few pens, very calm, without much vicissitudes, and no emotion, until the end, he so calmly accepted the fact that he would forget everything, besides reading this letter with a calm expression, and blessing Outside of his next life, he couldn't find any more suitable emotions.

This is the way the road will come to an end. There is nothing to be sad, and there is nothing to be sad.

I received Ziyou’s letter and opened Cao Ning’s letter. Unlike Ziyou, I wrote a large article densely in it. Reading the whole article, it was all apologies to me. I also wrote a few pens at the end. Thanks, I also mentioned a sentence at the end, if there is any need for help in the future, I can ask Zhu Ji to pass on the message.

I rolled my eyes and said to Zhu Ji: "You help me pass a message to Cao Ning. I am a soul and have found my body, but I stayed in my body for a while, I think Resurrection, you help me ask, does he have any solution?"

"You don't need to find him." Zhu Ji said, "I can help you with an idea. Your situation is equivalent to the accidental departure of the living. You take your body to your hometown and let people call you. The name of the mortal is called soul-calling by mortals. If you shout three times, you can return to your soul."

I was stunned: "So simple?"

"It is easy to find the right way." Zhu Ji smiled, "My way is absolutely right."

Seeing that Ziyou idolized him so much before, I plan to reluctantly believe him once.

Like Zhu Ji bid farewell, I turned and left. He smiled behind me and waved to me, saying: "Don't worry, you are the widow of the fairy. No matter what you do, you will be blessed by God."

When I was a ghost, I experienced this experience in the ghost market. You told me that God would take care of me?

I hope so!

Lying back on my body, I asked Zhi Yan to help me up, then took a bite on her finger and sucked some of her blood. Zhi Yan was a bit wronged: "Great Devil, you bit me so without hesitation?"

"Don't hesitate." I answered her decisively, "Go back and call someone. Let's go to my hometown. When I come back, I won't have to bite your finger."

"Your hometown?" Zhiyan asked me, "Where is your hometown?"

I mentioned Zhi Yan, an instantaneous technique, and went straight back to the Temple of Innocence: "One is called Poshangou, and he hasn't named him, but I can find the way." I explored the Temple of Innocence with my spiritual knowledge. , Found that Mo Qing was not there.

I want to come because there are so many things on other peaks and mountains, so I can’t come back for the time being. Seventeen was sleeping on the table in my room. Her magic power is not high, and her body needs to rest, but as soon as I moved outside the temple, she woke up inside, happily shouting all the way: "The main door, the main door," and ran out.

I thought to myself, it’s not bad to take Seventeen with me. She has a loud voice, and she must shout lovingly and loudly for me to call out the name.

But before I said this, there was another figure flashing in front of me. Lin Ziyu appeared out of thin air, and when he saw me, he bowed to me and walked to the Temple of Innocence in a hurry.

"Mo Qing is not here." I called him, "You can tell me what's the matter."

Sure enough, he turned his head, bowed his head and knelt, and said respectfully: "The sect master will go down to the penalty department and be sentenced for three days. On the way, I received a return from An Luo Wei in front of Sushan Mountain. Jiangcheng’s hidden power has struck Qianchen Pavilion by surprise tonight, has killed hundreds of Qianchen Pavilion disciples, broke the Sushan formation, severely injured Qin Qianxian, and kidnapped him without knowing where he was hiding."

Zhi Yan gasped, and I gave a solemn expression.

Today, Jiang Wu was cut into small pieces by Mo Qing in the morning, damaging a puppet. I don't know how to be a puppet, but I know that if you lose a puppet, you will lose three points.

Jiang Wu died this morning, and another one appeared in the evening. Was he powerful and fearless, or... he really played?

This thing is done in such a hurry, and why is it only assaulting Qianchen Pavilion...

Qin Qian Xian, Qin Qian Xian.

This Jiang Wu can catch people, very subtle.

"I only told people last night that I was having trouble finding me, and he was arrested today." Seventeen glanced at me beside me, "Then I have to save."

I thought about it, and the thought was right, Jiang Wuxiu, and his group of subordinates were also like this. The task of the Wan Slaughter Gate before the seventeenth was to clean up these unbelievable demons.

I was arrested by Jiang Wu when I was still in Zhiyan's body. After listening to his words, I seemed to be very confident in the barriers I had set up, and these things were invalid for Seventeen. Let Seventeen go. Clean him up, and he will surely suffer a big loss.

I asked Lin Ziyu to take Seventeen to save people. After the two left, Zhi Yan asked me: "Will Li Chenlan return to your hometown?"

"Don't wait for him. Let's go directly."

I said in my heart, my hometown, I have lived since I was a child, and no one has been there except Luo Mingxuan. The wilds are miasma and desolate. Luo Mingxuan previously said that it was the devil who sealed his legacy. The place, now that the devil is gone, and the surviving son has been born for so many years, it is estimated that there is some barren woodland left there, I took Zhi Yan to the past to summon the soul, but it only takes about a stick of incense to come back. Past Mo Qing.