Nightwatcher

"What's the matter!"

Not long after Lin An fell asleep, he was awakened by his movement, turned over in dissatisfaction, twisted the water snake's waist, and spoke in a delicate and lazy manner.

She leaned over softly and hugged Xu Qi'an's muscular waist.

"I'm going out for a while, you go to sleep first."

Xu Qian took away the two snow-white lotus-root arms.

"Where to go!"

Lin'an suddenly became sober, sat up, and stared at him fiercely with peach blossom eyes.

Her body is white and delicate, like a flawless jade, with large hickey marks remaining on her chest.

There are also a few strawberries planted in the colorful water snake waist.

"I had a nightmare just now. I suspect that there is something wrong with the Confucian Saint's seal, so I have to go and have a look."

Xu Qi'an pinched her voluptuous cheeks.

After getting married, Lin'an would not restrain him on weekdays, but he had to sleep with her at night and pay public food.

Don't give Xu Qian the chance to stay up all night.

As soon as she heard that it was a serious matter, she didn't ask any more questions, but frowned.

After a few simple words to appease Lin'an, Xu Qi'an got up and got out of bed, quickly put on his robe, dressed neatly, then collapsed into a ball of shadows and disappeared into the room.

The night is dark, a full moon hangs in the sky, sprinkled with pure white moonlight, and the stars are few and far between.

Outside Jingshan City, silver waves rose from the surface of the sea, and the sea breeze brought the sound of 'crashing' waves.

In the ancient and huge palace, Saren Agu opened his eyes, was silent for a moment, took a step, went directly to the altar, and came to the sculpture of the crown of thorns above his head.

On the other side of the altar, beside the sculpture of Confucian saints, stood a young man in Tsing Yi.

"Sure enough, the Witch God broke free from the seal further."

The young man stared at the slit on the statue of the Confucian saint, which opened to the lower abdomen.

"It's almost the same as Gu God." He said again.

Salun Agu smiled and said:

"You came here late at night because of the early warning of luck?"

There was no gloating in his tone, only indifference.

As the Witch God further revives, the Witch God Sect becomes more and more confident.

Everything you look at is indifferent.

Xu Qi'an did not answer him, but looked away from the sculpture of the Confucian saint and looked at the witch god.

The witch god stood quietly in the night, without any reaction to the arrival of the first-rank martial artist.

"How arrogant."

Xu Qian sighed with emotion.

Sarun Agu said slowly:

"You have no time. At the end of the year at the latest, the witch gods will break the seal and return to the world. The same goes for the witch gods, and the Buddha will be before them.

"Xu Qi'an, Dafeng doesn't have a super-class man in charge. The Central Plains has gathered the most elite destiny of the human race, and it will eventually be divided up by the super-class people. You can't stop it. Even if you become a half-step Martial God and join forces with Shenshu, how can you stop the three Super quality?

"What's more, there is also the 'Huang' from overseas that is eyeing it, and the gatekeeper is still in its hands."

Xu Qian remained silent.

After a while, he laughed at himself:

"I thought you were going to try to win me over."

Saren Agu shook his head slightly:

"I will not win over someone who is destined to die. You have condensed half of Dafeng's national destiny and are the 'food' that the super-class people compete for. Maybe you will perish first."

His tone was calm, as if he was stating the facts.

A gust of wind blew and condensed into the shape of Nalan Tianlu. The rain master looked at Xu Qi'an with pity:

"You will probably be the shortest-lived first-class warrior in history."

The 'figures' of the two spiritual wisdom masters appeared in the distance, looking at Xu Qi'an with a sneer or a mocking look.

Xu Qian glanced at Salun Agu, Nalan Tianlu and the two spiritual wisdom masters, and then looked at the sculpture of the witch god.

"Pooh!"

He spat rebelliously and strode away.

"Come if you dare, I'll be waiting for you in the Central Plains!"

Xu Qi'an rose into the air, stabbing into the sky amid the ear-piercing sonic boom.

Southern Xinjiang.

In the Ji Abyss, a loud "rumbling" sound was heard in the night sky, and Xu Qian was like a supersonic fighter jet, fiercely plunging into the Ji Abyss from high altitude.

He carried the kinetic energy that could collapse a mountain, set off a huge airflow, rushed into the abyss, and stopped in violation of the principles of mechanics when he was less than three feet away from the sculpture of the Confucian saint.

All inertia and kinetic energy were restrained in an instant, and the air flow calmed down.

The moment Xu Qian landed, he immediately looked at the sculpture of the Confucian Sage and found that the cracks had spread to the Confucian Sage's abdomen as expected.

"The situation is not good. The damage of the sculpture in Jiyuan is similar to that of the one in Jingshan City. Does this mean that the strength of the Witch God and the Gu God is not much different?"

He took pleasure in analyzing some clues of super quality.

"At most, by the end of the year, the seal of Super Products will be broken."

Xu Qian stared at the sculpture of the Confucian saint and said nothing for a long time.

There is no Chaopin in charge in the Central Plains, and the prisoner who is suspected to be the gatekeeper is sealed. I don't know what the plan is, and he can't be contacted.

At this point, he couldn't count on anyone, and there was no big boss to hold him, because before he knew it, he had become the strongest boss in the Central Plains.

But even though his promotion speed has been very fast, if he wants to fight against the super level, he is still trying to defeat the enemy.

Alas. A huge sigh echoed in the abyss, and Xu Qi'an's figure had disappeared.

In the palace, the royal study.

The night was dark, the light of the torches outside moved slowly, and the imperial guards on duty walked past the imperial study room.

Li Lingsu yawned, looked at Xu Qian on the big chair opposite, and whispered:

"Why did you summon us here in the middle of the night?"

On his left are Feiyan Nuxia, Taoist Master Lanlian, and Li Miaozhen, the former saint of Tianzong; on his right is Jinlian, the Taoist leader of Dizong with gray hair and wearing a black Taoist robe.

Then came the tall, burly, ugly and handsome Asuro; Chu Yuanzhen, who had a strand of white hair on his forehead and carried a long sword on his back;

It was the first time she entered the imperial study, and Lina looked around curiously.

Since Xu Qi'an's wedding, it was the first time that members of the Tiandihui gathered together.

The others did not speak, they stared at Xu Qi'an, waiting for him to explain.

"I have been to Jingshan City and Nanjiang Jiyuan." Xu Qi'an sighed:

"The rift in the sculpture of Confucian saints has widened again. By the end of the year at the latest, Chaopin will come back to the world."

The members of the Tiandihui looked at each other, straightened their backs unconsciously, with solemn expressions.

By the end of the year at the latest, catastrophe will come

This is not good news, no, it should be said to be terrible bad news. Li Lingsu's face changed slightly.

"And you have no idea how to advance to the Martial God."

Sitting behind the big case, Huaiqing said in a low voice.

Her words aggravated the anxiety of the members of the Tiandihui, causing everyone to frown.

"And even if you are promoted to a half-step Martial God, it is impossible to block the three super-ranks."

Daoist Jinlian sighed.

"There is also the 'Huang' overseas. If it wants to swallow Jianzheng, it must destroy Dafeng."

Asuro reminded.

Then no one spoke, completely chatting to death.

This is a dead end, even more unsolvable than the situation where the prison was sealed and the Yunzhou rebels were in turmoil.

At least the way to break the game at that time was Luo Yuheng, Asuro, Xu Qi'an's power of sentient beings and so on.

But now, when it comes to super-level battles, Chaofan only has an entry ticket, and can't control the overall situation at all.

What should I do?

Even if they are as smart as Huaiqing and as talented as Chu Yuanzhen, except for Lina, the IQs of the members of the Tiandihui are not bad, but they just can't think of a way to break the situation.

In the face of absolute power, any scheme is crooked.

Xu Qi'an broke the silence and said:

"The road has to be taken step by step. My current goal is to be promoted to a half-step Valkyrie. I will go to sea tomorrow for a maximum of three months. After three months, I will come back regardless of whether I have been promoted to a half-step Valkyrie."

Song Qing has penetrated the array left by Jian Zheng, and engraved it into an array plate and handed it to Xu Qi'an.

As long as he can find the target of "swallowing" when, he can sacrifice the formation plate to assist him in refining the opponent's life essence.

Xu Qian went on to say:

"We still don't know what the catastrophe is, but it's enough to know who the enemy is. The super grade is carried by me and Shenshu, and you don't need to worry about it.

"But the transcendence of Buddhism and the transcendence of the Witch God Sect need you to bear it.

"Brother Chu, I hope that by the time I return, you will have stepped out of your own path and been promoted to Transcendence. Asuro, you are only one line away from the first rank. How to break through and which path to choose is up to you.

"Daoist Jinlian, you have returned to the peak. You are the second-rank Dzogchen. Is there any hope for you to overcome the catastrophe? And Master Hengyuan, don't waste your thief-killing fruit. If you don't know how to refine and use it, you can ask Asuro consult.

"Everyone, time is limited, improve yourself as soon as possible.

"After three months, if I still can't be promoted to half-step Martial God, I hope everyone can leave Kyushu and take refuge in the sea.

"As for the Holy Son, the Tianzong sealed off the mountain and cut off the world of mortals. You are the Holy Son of the Tianzong, so you should be able to go back and take your confidante by your side to take refuge on the mountain."

Speaking of this, even Li Lingsu lost the interest of gagging, and nodded silently.

Xu Qi'an got up and bowed to everyone:

"See you in three months!"

The members of the Tiandihui got up silently and said in a low voice:

"Take care of yourself!"

the next day.

Hundred Thousand Mountains, in the bedroom of Queen Wan Yao.

The silver-haired enchantress with a graceful figure and an infinitely beautiful back is sitting in front of the vanity mirror, drawing her eyebrows in a charming posture, giggling and saying:

"Overseas maps? How can there be such a thing, we Yaozu don't have the habit of drawing maps."

Nine furry fox tails dragged on the ground, like a beautiful white dress.

Xu Qi'an, who was a few feet away behind him, frowned, thinking that you were playing with me, and when he contacted with Fuxiang, he clearly agreed.

The nine-tailed celestial fox turned around, its slender jade legs joined together, tightly fitting, and said with a charming smile:

"My lord will personally accompany you to sea!

"Xu Yinluo's journey is lonely, and the Lord of this country can still sleep with you to help you relieve your distress."

Her smile seems to be seductive, flirtatious and charming.

PS: The typo is corrected first and then corrected.