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"knew."

Qingxuan: "Also, the results of Yanfan's interrogation are out. Do you want to go with me to see it tomorrow?"

"Okay, see you at the Divine Law Hall tomorrow."

Seeing that the woman was heartless and only had the fish soup in her eyes, Qingxuan had a complicated expression. He finally turned around and walked out. Suddenly, a female voice like pearls falling on a plate came from behind him.

"Wait."

After stepping out of the door, the man smiled, but when he turned around, the smile froze on his face.

"What are you standing there for?"

Yanzhu stuffed the bag into the man's arms, with a look of reluctance to part. If you ignore the fact that she couldn't suppress the corners of her mouth, Qingxuan would have believed it.

"What's this?"

"After all, you have lived in my lonely place for more than a year. You have made contributions and suffered a lot."

Yan Zhu smiled and said, "This is a new dress from Lingbao Pavilion, I give it to you."

Seeing the man's expression suddenly become very serious and obscure, Yan Zhu quickly added, "Both Yanzhi and Mimi."

She spoke very quickly, afraid that the man would misunderstand something.

Yan Zhu suppressed her pounding heart and couldn't help but complain that the other person was only acting and had no romance at all. Why was she being so shy?

"Okay, I've received the clothes. Goodbye, I won't see you off."

Yanzhu waved her hand and closed the door as she turned around, blocking out Qingxuan's calm gaze, which was as cool as the moonlight behind him.

After a moment, Wujiu sent a message: Master, Qingxuan is still standing outside the door.

Yan Zhu made a gesture and cleaned up the kitchen in an instant: Don't worry about him, who knows what kind of drama he might be up to, but it will be useless here in the future.

At midnight, the moon rises above the treetops.

There was no one outside, and no one reminded her to rest.

Yan Zhu glanced at the dark west room opposite, her gaze settling on the quietly blooming Flowing Light Flower...

Close the windows and turn off the lights.

Holding Mimi who was already fast asleep, I had a dreamless night.

——

At one o'clock in the morning, Yanzhi stepped on the spot and said "Ga--".

Yan Zhu turned over and pushed the door open. It was daylight and a cool breeze blew onto her face. The woman subconsciously shrank her thin body.

The flowing flowers seemed even more dazzling than last night, their brilliance even surpassing that of the stone lanterns."

Everything is the same as before, and she is the only one in this lonely place.

From now on, after you finish your morning practice, no one will prepare delicious dumplings for you.

Fortunately, she has been fasting.

Unexpectedly, when she finished her morning exercise, Yanzhi hurriedly flew in from outside the door, landed on the stone table, opened his mouth, and the exquisite food box was very eye-catching. The aroma of the dumplings directly aroused the appetite of Yanzhu.

"Where did it come from?"

Yan Zhi raised his proud little head and said, "Of course my young master did it. Apart from my young master, who else do you think would come to deliver food after being driven away by you?"

——

God Realm, Nine-Layered Temple.

Haotian looked at the newcomer, his slightly majestic brows furrowed slightly, puzzled: "Is there an attempt to assassinate me recently? You come to the Nine-Layered Temple too frequently."

"I'm sorry to bother you, Lord Tian." Qingxuan bowed respectfully.

"Sit down." Haotian waved his hand, and the divine servant tactfully retreated.

Qingxuan sat calmly across from Haotian. Hearing this, his mind flickered. He met Haotian's playful and curious gaze: "Perhaps this is indeed possible. What if the target behind this is the Heavenly Monarch?"

Haotian's mischievous eyes turned cold, but he didn't take it seriously: "Then I want to see what he wants to do to me."

Qingxuan refilled their tea. "On my way here, I happened to meet the God of Plants and Trees. He said he was having a hard time juggling two roles. He asked me to ask the Heavenly Lord if there's still no candidate for the God of Flowers."

When the matter of Baihua was mentioned, Haotian coldly put down his teacup, clinked his cup with a crisp sound, and said in a bad tone: "It's not that there is no candidate. The Divine Lord Wuwang has recommended his disciple himself. It's just that the Wuwang clan is already very powerful, and I don't want the position of Baihua to be manipulated by others."

If power is widespread and one party dominates, it will inevitably lead to bias and chaos in the long run.

"Now that Yan Fan is in trouble, the position of the God of Epidemics in the Divine Realm is vacant again, and this seat is giving me a headache. Flowers and plants are one family, and if the flowers are left empty for one day, he, the plants, will have to take over the position." Haotian's words were spoken loud and clear, leaving no room for negotiation.

"Think about yourself. You were driven out of the lonely land by the Purifying God. Fangcun Mountain is far away in the human world. Back then, you insisted on rejecting the deity that I bestowed upon you. Do you regret it?"

Qingxuan's smile remained unchanged: "Regret, I wonder if I still have a chance?"

"I'm keeping it." Haotian paused for a moment, an expression of expectation on his face. Then he looked at Qingxuan and changed the subject. "I still say the same thing. The power of the Purifying God cannot flow into the underworld. If you are not interested, I can only keep you as the Heavenly Concubine."

The atmosphere was a little chilly for a moment. Qing Xuan put down his teacup and slowly explained, "The God of Purification is indeed unique, but I have no other plans. As for the Lord of the Underworld... Heavenly Lord, there is no need to worry."

"Is it because of the prophecy?" Haotian asked.

After a while, Qingxuan nodded and said, "It's not just the Black Crow Clan that's in trouble. To be honest, I'm also facing a mortal danger."

Haotian's face suddenly turned ugly: "What?"

Qing Xuan shook his head: "I wasn't sure in the past, but recently I've reached the level of a Divine Lord, so it's definitely a doom. How can someone like me, with such an uncertain future, give a young lady hope?"

"Really?" Haotian took a sip of tea after hearing this, his eyes gleaming with coldness. "I actually think that even if it's only half a month, you should cherish it. Besides, the hexagrams are unpredictable, and every choice you make will determine your future.

Too much concern leads to confusion.

You're a fortune teller, haven't you secretly calculated your marriage? If not, it's not too late to go find Yue Lao and add a red thread.

If that doesn't work, I will issue a divine oracle to allow you two to be happily married. At worst, after you meet your calamity, the Pure God can remarry."

Qingxuan paused and silently skipped over the topic: "Don't tease me, Lord. Let's think about how to deal with the person behind this. According to Guizang and Wuwang's interrogation, Yanfan is already fully aware of his guilt, but the white-robed man's cultivation is unfathomable. Like the Jingyuan ghost, Yanfan is also a chess piece hidden in the dark, and the rest are unaware of anything."

Haotian: "When an enemy comes, we must fight him; when water comes, we must block it with earth. The white-robed man must have a compelling reason for appearing. If it is just to silence Yan Fan, it is far-fetched."

"Yanzhu's divine power is extraordinary, and no one can control the turbid air."

Qingxuan pondered: "Thinking about it carefully, when I went to rescue Yanfan, that person was also using Yanfan and the puppet to hold me back. Fortunately, she was skilled in the formation and trapped the white-robed man.

During the fight, that person absorbed Chaos Spirit, but Yan Zhu retrieved it all later, but it's hard to guarantee he had other tricks up his sleeve."

Haotian waved his hand. "Not necessarily. The white-robed man's target might be Yanzhu, but you are no exception. Otherwise, why would he attack you after you were driven out of the lonely land? He clearly wanted to kill you while you were alone. I think you are also the white-robed man's target, or rather, the prophecy stone is his target."

Qingxuan looked solemn, thinking of the scene predicted by the yarrow bead. The ultimate target of the man in white robe might be the person in front of him, the Lord of the God Realm, Haotian.

"Has the Heavenly Monarch been out recently?"

Haotian glanced away and said, "Why, after being driven out by the God of Purification, you now have time to care about my affairs?"

Qingxuan continued calmly, "Your Majesty is joking."

Haotian: "I won't go out."

Qingxuan nodded: "If you go out, I will accompany you."

Haotian...

Who is the king and who is the subject?

——

God Realm, Temple of Divine Law.

The stone lions with wide-open eyes at both ends of the palace gate frightened Yan Zhu.

Wujiu sent a message: Master, you haven’t done anything bad, what are you afraid of?

Yan Zhu replied: I am in awe.

"Yanzhu?!" A harsh and familiar voice came from behind.

Yan Zhu was startled out of nowhere and turned around to see that it was Si You. The woman squinted her eyes and looked at him carefully. She saw that the other party's spiritual power was weak and his body was much thinner. There was no trace of the arrogance he had a few months ago.

"What are you doing here?"

Si You quickly took a step back, looking alert, like a frightened animal.

Yan Zhu couldn't help but laugh. She had been bullied by such timid people in the past. Was it because she was weak, or were these people accomplices of the tiger and taking advantage of its power?

Yan Zhu glanced across at the opposite side, and suddenly a layer of black light covered her eyes. She walked towards Si You with lotus-like steps, looking like a bloodthirsty female devil. Si You was so scared that he rolled and crawled behind the guard at the gate of the palace.

"You...don't come over here!"

Si You was extremely scared and pointed at the door behind him. "I worked so hard to save my spiritual power. I didn't bully you this time. If you devour my spiritual power again, I will go to the Temple of Divine Law to sue you!"

Yan Zhu was amused. "After several months of accumulation, the spiritual power is not even enough to reach the level of a golden elixir. How dare you say that?"

When Si You mentioned this, he seemed to have thought of something unpleasant, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot: "You still have the nerve..."

Receiving Yan Zhu's cold gaze, Si You immediately changed his words, "How dare you say that? It's all because of that man beside you, Qing Xuan. He's brought bad luck to me. I've been unlucky these past few months! Nothing goes well for me, how can I even have the mood to practice!"

Qingxuan did it?

when?

Yan Zhu was stunned, and suddenly she heard familiar footsteps behind her. The woman's eyebrows moved slightly, then returned to normal and she turned around.

"Why are you here so early?"

Qingxuan looked at Yanzhu, and the man turned a blind eye to Siyou's cursing beside him.

Yan Zhu: "You are late."

Qingxuan looked up at the sky, but didn't argue. Instead, he smiled and fixed his gaze on Yanzhu's eyes, which were faintly filled with black light. He said softly with his thin lips, "I'm sorry... God."

The man pronounced the last two words in a low and inexplicably light voice, which reminded Yan Zhu of the scene where the two of them were trapped in the scorching heat of the medicine furnace.

Yan Zhu gathered her thoughts and glanced sideways at the man, only to see the warmth of a first encounter and the familiar indulgence in his eyes. He accepted whatever she said, never contradicting her. Even when she was lying, he would still pick up on her.

It seems like nothing has changed.

But Yan Zhu knew that everything in front of her was just a disguise of the man. Thinking of Si You's bad luck, she pointed at someone in the corner and asked Qing Xuan, "What is he doing here?"

Qingxuan: "It's useful."

The man no longer said how it was useful.

To be mysterious.

Yan Zhu snorted lightly, did not continue the topic, and stepped directly into the Temple of Divine Law.

"Hey! Sister Yanzhu is finally here. Come on, brother will take you to visit the Heavenly Prison." Gui Zang was still dressed like a butterfly, which was totally out of place with the solemn and majestic Shenlu Temple.

In the hall of the Divine Law Temple, Gui Zang waved his hand, and a stream of light flashed behind him. A chess piece made entirely of white jade landed in Gui Zang's palm. The man gently grasped it.

The sky and the earth spun upside down, and everyone opened their eyes again, only to find themselves in a void of clouds. On the high platform in front of them, the four pillars were all covered with dense arrays of talismans, and the surroundings were shrouded in a light shield, which was a barrier.

This was Yanzhu's first time to come to the Heavenly Prison. He was surprised at how it existed, actually in chess.

But who could tell her why she was leaning in Qingxuan's arms?