This Princess, Lu Ziye, Deserves To Be Favored!

Qiu Yu couldn't tell what was strange, but she just felt that Her Royal Highness looked a little different from usual.

This look at the person's eyes is cold... panic.

During this period of time, he and Taoxiang Danxue both lived in the palace. When the princess entered the palace during the day, she did not let him go with him.

Later, he heard Uncle Cat say that something happened in the palace, but Tsing Yi was not a big problem, and the soul ran to the demon world for a stroll.

Only then did Qiu Yu come to the backyard and continue to hurry up to practice.

"Princess, have you returned from the demon world?"

Tsing Yi hummed, his eyes fell on the long sword at his feet, and his voice was cold and indifferent: "Until now, you can't even do the simplest imperial object, you are really a waste."

Qiu Yu lowered her head, her face full of shame, "I'm stupid."

"Xiandao is not suitable for you, give it up."

Qiu Yu bit her lip but didn't say a word.

Tsing Yi looked at him blankly: "Because Helian Da Da? You like her."

"I..." A trace of panic flashed in Qiu Yu's eyes, and she shook her head, not recognizing it, "I didn't."

"You really do like her, but it's just because of her identity and self-abasement of her own insignificance, otherwise why would you be so obsessed with cultivation." Tsing Yi's tone was calm and could not hear any emotional ups and downs, as if speaking at the moment was just a soulless person The empty shell, "She is the daughter of a **** in the heavens, and you are just a mere mortal, how can you be worthy?"

Qiu Yu's face was full of shame, she bit her lower lip, looked at the long sword under her feet, and fell into hesitation and pain.

"I don't necessarily have to choose the Immortal Way." Tsing Yi's neck was a little stiff and slanted, and for a moment it was like a puppet being manipulated by a thread, and its movements looked stiff and jerky.

It's just that Qiu Yu was immersed in her emotions and didn't notice it.

But Tsing Yi soon returned to normal, and even his tone became more human, "Since the way of immortality is not enough, why not choose the way of ghosts."

ghost?

Qiu Yu looked at her in amazement.

Tsing Yi threw a jade tablet in his hand, "Recognize the Lord by dripping blood, this jade tablet will teach you the art of ghost cultivation, but you have to practice this skill secretly, and don't let the ministers know about it."

"Why is this?"

Tsing Yi's eyes were still indifferent: "Because he is a Wu clan, this technique was learned by the Wu clan people. You should know that he has hatred for the Wu clan. Knowing that you practice this technique, you will not let it go."

Qiu Yu looked at the jade card hesitantly, but Tsing Yi did not force it, and said lightly: "The choice is yours, but the chance is only this time. Whether you continue to be a humble mortal or seize this opportunity is entirely up to you."

After speaking, she turned to leave.

"His Royal Highness!" Qiu Yu suddenly shouted, "If I cultivate the ghost way, what will happen to me?"

"Everything has a price, but you can rest assured that this seat will harm you?"

Qiu Yu gradually clenched the jade card in her hand.

The figure of Tsing Yi disappeared from the snow, leaving only indifferent words: "What choice is yours, you don't have to come here to mention it again. Today's matter is a secret between this seat and you. "

Qiu Yu looked at the jade card in his hand and fell into a battle between heaven and man. After a short while, his expression became firm, biting his fingers and dripping blood on the jade card.

In an instant, the jade card melted into liquid and soaked into his skin.

The severe pain hit his mind, Qiu Yu's eyes turned blood red, and he fell to the ground bleeding from the seven orifices. At the moment of coma, a line of words flashed in his mind...

- "The Evil Dao"

...

Deep in the endless desert.

A group of people walked in the yellow sand in the sky, and suddenly, the man headed stopped.

A look of astonishment flashed in Ye Yan's gray eyes.

"What's wrong?" Qin Guang looked at him in surprise.

"I feel her breath." Ye Yan's eyes darkened, "We must speed up and find the soul as soon as possible."

Hearing the word 'she', King Qin Guang also changed his face.

"Who is she?" Yue Yao asked suspiciously.

Ye Yan pursed her lips and said solemnly, "She is the origin of everything."

Take a deep breath.

"I hope that Mochi guy can stop Tsing Yi."

...

Demon world.

Tsing Yi took off her shoes and played with her feet in the pool of blood. After listening to Mochi's remarks, her expression was amused: "That is to say, you don't know who the spy is? Ye Yan only vaguely reminded her. You, the other party may be hiding in the fox clan?"

"Exactly."

Tsing Yi looked at him meaningfully, "Then who do you suspect? Is it the Tushan fox clan? Or the Qingqiu fox clan? Or both?"

Mo Chi touched his nose, "It's hard to say, until there is no conclusive evidence, everyone is suspect."

Tsing Yi sneered, "So you deliberately concealed Su Zijin's affairs? But if there are spies, it doesn't mean that you are superfluous? After so many people have come to the underworld, those fairies are not blind!"

Mochi blinked and looked at her with a smile: "So, didn't this prince specially invite you here?"

Just know! Tsing Yi sneered, this fellow deliberately recruited her, he must have ulterior motives!

"My mother's appearance fee is very high, and you have to pay extra for acting. Can you afford it?"

Mo Chi looked at her with his cheeks raised, and smiled brightly, "I heard that the Yellow Spring of your Yin Division is gone, I think you should really need the Vientiane Tracking Plate in my hand."

Tsing Yi stared at him blankly for a while, then laughed loudly in the sky, "Hahaha, you are such a slut!"

"Each each other."

Tsing Yi bit the root, "Deal! How do you want to act?"

"No hurry, it's not time yet." Mo Chi said slowly.

Not long after his words fell, Tsing Yi felt a familiar aura, his eyes lit up suddenly, and before he could put on his shoes, he jumped up from the blood pool and ran out.

After running two steps, he turned his head and stared at Mochi and said, "The old lady is gone, remember what we said! Keep your mouth shut! When the time comes, let your little demon come to inform me!"

After speaking, she ran away without a trace.

Mo Chi sighed faintly, picked up her shoes and socks, Jun had a moving smile on his face, and said faintly, "The time has come... It's time..."

Immediately after, his figure disappeared.

At the gate of the demon world.

The man is carrying one hand behind his back, and a fat cat is hanging from his shoulders.

"Why don't we go in? What if the wicked mother-in-law forgets to play and doesn't go back?" The fat cat muttered, "Old white face, are you really afraid that your daughter-in-law will run away with someone?"

Xiao Jue had a leisurely smile on his face, "She won't."

His little troublemaker, he believed very much.

The fat cat pouted, "You really trust her, but she came to the demon world in such a hurry, you don't suspect there is something tricky? Humph! This wicked woman must be hiding something from us!"

In this tone, a bit of the son suspects that the old mother is cheating, and encourages the father to catch the rape!

"If she wants to say it, she will naturally say it. If she doesn't want me to know, why should I pursue it?" Xiao Jue's tone was calm, but Mr. Cat still smelled a sour smell.

Tsk tsk tsk, old white face, you just hold on.

Let's see when you hold yourself up to the point of internal injury!

"Ah Jue!" A glamorous red shadow suddenly ran out of the gate, with bare feet, like a mad dog that was finally let out of the house, and rushed towards Xiao Jue. A jump, arms around his neck, legs wrapped around his waist.

Uncle Cat was pushed directly to the ground, meowing in anger!

Dog men and women! In broad daylight do not pay attention to the impact at all.

The moment he saw her, Xiao Jue's indifferent eyebrows arced, and a gentle streamer overflowed in an instant.

Tsing Yi rubbed and kissed his handsome face for a while, "If you don't see him for a day, it's like every three autumns. I want to die."

"How can there be a day." Xiao Jue looked at her with a smile. After returning from a trip to Jiuzhongtian, he came back after a little breath adjustment, and it only took half a day at most.

"That's also a half-autumn!" Tsing Yi first caught him and kissed him twice.

The sour smell of love here is fermenting, the gate behind the gate flashes, and another tall figure walks out, still muttering: "Xiao Yiyi, you can run away after playing with this prince. It's too inauthentic, you should put your shoes on anyway."

The wicked woman turned back in anger: What is your grandmother talking about? ! ! !

[Author's digression]: Chapter 3 today.