Fantasy: Heavenly Dao Revolves Around Me

There is actually nothing wrong with Jiang Jiuge, but Fang Mingjing, as the Holy Son, still has to go there occasionally, probably to ensure his condition so as not to go astray

However, when Fang Mingjing arrived at the Holy Master Dao Palace, he found that Yu Qingyue was there.

"Master, master."

He greeted lightly.

Of course, these two names have the same meaning, it's just that Fang Mingjing wants to better distinguish the two.

Jiang Jiuge nodded slightly, while Yu Qingyue smiled, beckoning to him with plain white hands under her sleeves.

Fang Mingjing quickly stepped forward.

"The middle stage of Jie Habitat, it's not so slack."

Yu Qingyue gently embraced him.

Seeing his cute little face, Yu Qingyue couldn't help but rua hard on his face, and then fed him another mouthful of fruit before he wanted to resist.

Today, there is no tea set on the table in Dao Palace, but there is a plate of crystal-clear lychee-like fruits that have been peeled off.

It's pretty sweet......

The gagged Fang Mingjing ate, his eyes brightened a little.

He stretched out his hand to the fruit plate on the table.

04 At this time, Yu Qingyue and Jiang Jiuge continued the previous conversation: "It's just an inexplicable religion, and it can't even be called a subordinate Sect. Why do you need to pay special attention to it?"

"There is a need."

Jiang Jiuge opened his mouth to respond, his voice still carrying an incredible sense of tranquility: "I can't say whether they are dangerous or not, but there is something wrong with their beliefs.

"Things of Faith...."

Yu Qingyue's charming face showed a touch of concern: "Just that cloud of gray fog, and how many inexplicable insects are there?"

Although Jiang Jiuge had a bit of a personality problem, he was trustworthy in matters of right and wrong, so Yu Qingyue didn't suspect that he was scaremongering.

"right."

When Jiang Jiuge nodded, he looked at Fang Mingjing again.

And Fang Mingjing also caught the point.

In fact, Fang Mingjing's expression became a little serious when he heard keywords such as "grey fog" and "worm" appearing in their conversation.

Gray mold and bugs...

These two things made him inevitably think of pollution.

At that time, Jiang Jiuge and him faced the gray mist of pollution in the gap between the door leading to the upper realm. The gray pollution that can expand at the speed of thinking is absolutely necessary for any life. disaster.

According to the records in the secret book, when the pollution appeared, the upper boundary of Zhongruo Continent only persisted for a year before it completely fell.

The larger the scope of its pollution in each space, the more terrifying the disaster it will bring.

"The time of that religious group's activities is currently unrecognizable."

"They call their own belief the gray god. Once the gray god comes, it will turn the world into a glitzy world with no suffering and no worries. This statement is actually no different from most cults.

"

Yu Qingyue's intellectual voice spoke clearly.

There is a large-scale intelligence agency under her hands, and this is what her men have heard.

"Since there is a problem, then simply—"

"Kill them all."

Jiang Jiuge followed Yu Qingyue's words.

In this kind of matter, the two of them will not have a trace of hesitation or compassion in their hearts, nor will they care what the object of the judgment order will think-even if the object is actually lucky.

Chongxiao Sacred Land exists to protect this side of the world.

But it has never flaunted the so-called righteous way or justice. Chongxiao Sacred Land is just Chongxiao Sacred Land, the strongest force over everyone's head, nothing more.

"I'll give orders."

Yu Qingyue's words almost directly confirmed the result.

Her order is not just as simple as letting the agencies under her go directly to wipe out that group... This kind of situation can make Jiang Jiuge, the Holy Lord of Chongxiao, take a cautious attitude, she naturally It will also be perfect accordingly.

First of all, the investigation of that religious group is inevitable.

Regardless of whether they are core members or peripheral members, the entire background composition of these people, including the people and things they have come into contact with, will be within the scope of elimination... Even the towns and villages within the scope of these people's activities, all members will be controlled , The extreme approach is to clear, or completely clear the memory through certain means and then supervise and arrange it.

In order to achieve this level, there will be no omissions, even if the power of Sacred Land is directly mobilized.

"Master, here you are."

Fang Mingjing didn't know if it was difficult or not, and he didn't care, he just fed the fruit he bit into Yu Qingyue's mouth.

The woman smiled gently.

She lightly opened her lips and ate the fruit Fang Mingjing fed, and gently shook him. When she stared at the child's young and pure face, there was a bright gleam in her eyes

No matter how gentle and intellectual her external temperament is, she is undoubtedly a ruthless woman. …

As long as she can achieve her goal, she doesn't care about how much blood is stained on her hands. In order to live another life, her state of mind when winning the gold Liu Anran is extremely greedy.

But she couldn't be more kind to Fang Mingjing like this.

This kid...

Whenever she looks at him, Yu Qingyue always feels that Own is filled with a sense of healing, and when she looks at his brisk smile, she feels extremely comforted. She is also a woman, and there will be times when she wants to express her motherhood.

"This fruit is delicious, where can I pick it in Sacred Land?"

"It's the spiritual fruit newly cultivated by Elder Jiu. These days, a lot of it has been sent to various peaks. If you want to eat it, go directly to her garden to pick it.

Jiang Jiuge replied casually.

But this answer made Fang Mingjing mutter: "I didn't even give it to me..."

Yu Qingyue couldn't help smiling, but the old man Mu Changqing who was quietly standing beside him shook his head with a smile: "Everyone knows that the favorite of Jiu Elder is the little saint, how could he not give it away? A few days ago She seems to have personally planted a few fruit trees on Zhishui Peak...you know, but even the Holy Master doesn't have this face."

"Ooh."

Fang Mingjing immediately had no objections.

He is still very particular, once he heard that there are trees in his Zhishui Peak, he stopped eating Jiang Jiuge's here--in case he eats one and misses one, and the master turns to ask him for it later.

After all, Yu Qingyue still had things to do, and she left the Holy Lord Dao Palace not long after.

Before leaving, she asked Fang Mingjing if she wanted to spend the night at her Yuyue Peak, but she shook her head when she thought that she just finished the "Closed Door Training" last night and needed to spend more time with her aunt and grandma.

Fang Mingjing didn't stay with Jiang Jiuge for too long, because after Yu Qingyue left, the emperor suddenly appeared.

As a desperate dog, for some reason, the emperor was particularly afraid of Yu Qingyue's existence, so every time Yu Qingyue was present, he always hid and couldn't hide, so he huddled in the corner to minimize his own presence.

"Wow!!"

"Little Shengzi, let's go, it's afternoon, take me for a walk quickly!!"

The emperor bounced and tugged at Fang Mingjing, but Fang Mingjing didn't refuse. He wanted to come and play with the emperor.

Watching one person and one dog leave, Jiang Jiuge smiled and shook his head.

After the Dao Palace gradually quieted down, his mind was immersed in the group that he said earlier that probably believed in polluting gray mold.

He deliberately asked Mu Changqing to call Fang Mingjing to come over, in fact, he wanted to remind Fang Mingjing about it from the side.

He naturally knew that the little Son had many secrets.

Whether it's the posture when he faced the pollution, or the astonishing swordsman a while ago... But Jiang Jiuge has no idea about these. .