Goblin Goblin: Don't flirt, the villain is blackening

Chapter 722 Final Chapter The Gods Return 11

"Palace Master?"

Wan Chaolin's face, which was originally red with anger, calmed down instantly. He took out the sound transmission stone and said something to the person opposite.

Quanjiu stood far away and could not hear clearly the conversation of several people, but he could see the subtle changes in the expressions of several elders.

She raised her eyebrows, guessing the identity of the person opposite. She glanced around in the air, but did not see the portrait projection.

It turns out that the portrait projection can be turned off.

The communication time passed by in the blink of an eye, and Wan Chaolin quickly hung up the sound transmission stone. The elders rarely started arguing again and sat back on their chairs.

Wan Chaolin handed the jade plaque of the Saint to Quan Jiu:

"Luan'er, take it, this will be yours from now on."

Quan Jiu was already ready to re-select the spiritual core fragments to form a seal, but she didn't expect that the identity of the saint would come so easily. She was even more curious about the identity of the person on the other side of the sound transmission stone.

………

On a high pavilion not far away.

White clouds are floating and smoke is lingering.

Fairy boy Xiaojue carefully looked at the man in front of him.

The man leaned forward slightly, resting his hands on the mahogany railing, clasping the wooden railing with his fingers, and holding a newly hung up sound transmission stone in the palm of his left hand.

After following him for more than seven hundred years, Xiaojue still couldn't figure out his emotions. The man in front of him was like a deep sea. Throwing stones into the sea could not stir up any waves.

Just like now.

He felt that he seemed to have lost his composure, but the man's back was as calm as ever, and even the tone of the order he gave just now was as indifferent and calm as ever.

"Master, do you want to go back to the temple to have a look?"

The man closed his eyes slightly and did not look back. As if Xiaojue thought he would not answer, he said softly:

"……Need not."

His voice is deep but clear. When he speaks, his voice is clear and magnetic, like a chime striking a jade, which is indescribably beautiful and moving.

Xiaojue followed him to cultivate his character and stay in seclusion on weekdays. He often didn't see anyone for several years. What he looked forward to most every day was to hear a few words from him, but his master spoke very little. He secretly noticed that he sometimes

I can only say three sentences in a month.

Xiaojue looked at the man's back and stood quietly aside, but in his heart he began to become curious about this Saint Shen Luan.

The person who can make the master make an exception must not be simple.

He was so focused on his thoughts that he kept standing behind the man, so he didn't notice a hint of redness in his suddenly opened eyes.

………

Quan Jiu took advantage of the chaos and grabbed a few pieces of spiritual core fragments.

She wanted to find a place where no one was around, try to enter the state of harmony between man and nature, and figure out who these two men suddenly appeared.

But this time, she failed without warning.

The sea of ​​spiritual consciousness is empty and pure white. Not to mention the silhouette of a human being, not a single bird feather can be seen.

Quan Jiu was a little unwilling and tried several times, but got the same result.

"That's it, let's try again another day."

She became the only saint in the temple, and her status rose rapidly. All the maids who originally served the other three saints became hers.

Quan Jiu came to the Queen of Wei. The Queen Mother of Wei held a banquet. When she saw her coming, the woman showed a loving smile on her face and waved to her.

"Luan'er, come here."

Quan Jiu has seen another side of her, and his love for her has not wavered in his heart.

The Empress Dowager Wei gave her a seat and asked her to sit on her left hand side. Looking at the civil and military officials in the palace and the sect disciples not far away, she took Quan Jiu's hand, and the wet palm covered the back of her hand:

"When I sent Luan'er to the temple, I just thought that she would have a weak body and go to the temple to cultivate her character and have a good time and relax. But now, the Ai family didn't expect that she would actually become the only saint in the temple..."

The wet and sticky palms covered the back of her hands, and Quan Jiu felt nauseated, as if there was a snake wrapped around the back of her hands and squirming.

After she sat down, she saw that there were many disciples of the Immortal Cultivation Sect and even envoys from neighboring countries. In just a moment, she understood the Queen Mother Wei's plan.

Use her to knock down mountains and shake tigers, and at the same time enhance Wei's status in Cangqiong Continent.

As one of the largest forces in the Cangqiong Continent, the Temple has always been aloof and ignored the sects who came to curry favor.

It stands to reason that the sect disciples present would not look down on an ordinary small country like Wei State. The people are ordinary people. They can destroy a small city with a wave of their hands. But if there is Quanjiu, everything will be different...

Words of flattery and compliments poured in, and the Empress Dowager Wei smiled and accepted the congratulatory gifts.

Quan Jiu sat next to her all night like a mascot.

When the palace banquet was over, the Empress Dowager Wei stepped into the palace, and the smile on her face disappeared in a second.

There was a half-smile in her eyes, staring at Quan Jiu who said nothing:

"Luan'er, you have now become the only saint in the temple. Liu Yao and the others can no longer restrain you. What you couldn't do at the beginning can now be done for your aunt, right?"

Quan Jiu's face was calm: "I can help you, but I want the mother Gu."

Empress Dowager Wei nodded: "It's easy. As long as you get what the Ai family wants, the Ai family will immediately remove the poison for you. Luan'er, after all, we are close relatives of flesh and blood. Broken bones are still connected with tendons. It's not a last resort.

The Ai family doesn’t want to use such means to force you to surrender..."

Quan Jiu still had an indifferent expression:

"Luan'er understands."

Empress Dowager Wei narrowed her long eyes and said, "Go back to the temple. The Ai family will not keep you here. Remember to be careful in everything."

Quan Jiu: "Yeah."

She walked out of the Queen Mother's palace, but did not leave the palace immediately. Instead, she returned to the imperial study and checked all the hidden compartments in the study.

As she expected, there was no trace of the mother Gu.

Empress Dowager Wei was cautious, as she suspected that she would place the mother voodoo in a place where it could often be seen.

She seemed to be obediently being a "mascot" tonight, but she secretly took a look at the Empress Dowager Wei. She didn't have a container that could hold the voodoo on her body, and the mother voodoo was definitely not on her body.

There is no study room and no body, so there is only one place left.

Bedroom.

Quan Jiu: "This old witch is very cautious. Her palace is guarded by immortal cultivators every day. She also specially invited an architect to design her palace. If she wants to steal the mother's poison without anyone noticing, she must take a long-term approach."

System: "Fortunately, she is just an ordinary person. If she were a cultivator, it would be even more troublesome."

Quan Jiu thought of what Empress Dowager Wei asked her to do and sneered: "You think she doesn't want to?"

After walking out of the palace, she thought of 001 who suddenly disappeared and asked:

"Is there any news about 001?"

"Still not." The system sounded worried.

It has never been disconnected from Lord 001 for so long.

………

Underground city.

The sky is dark and the earth is dark, and there is no sunlight.

The air was smelly, the ambiguous and confusing streetlights dyed the smoke red and green, and from time to time there was fighting and laughter in the streets.

A drunk man who happened to pass by had two rhinoceros horns on his head and held a sexy witch with a waist and fat butt in his arms. The two of them were kissing on the street as if no one else was watching.

Monsters and monsters gathered together.

(End of chapter)