"I see."
It looked listless, and took Huahua's tender red little hand to find a place with the most abundant spiritual energy to practice.
Seeing Huahua looking back reluctantly, her curious and innocent eyes made her feel guilty...
Shen Wuyou raised his hand and cast a barrier, channeling spiritual energy into the jade token in his hand. Almost immediately, Bai Yumo's voice rang out from the other side.
"arrive?"
"Um."
"We still have three days."
"Where?"
"Lige City, separated from Changqing by two cities, is the capital of heaven."
Then, a puff of white smoke rose, revealing a real-time image. Bai Yumo was sitting idly on the bed, fiddling with the tassels on the curtains out of boredom, but her face was clearly tired.
Shen Wuyou thought she had seen it wrong, but when the image stabilized, the glaring scar on Bai Yumo's left cheek was still so clear and eye-catching:
"What's wrong with your face?"
"This..." She pointed to the scar on her face and said truthfully, "I was careless for a moment and got scratched."
Looking at Shen Wuyou's narrowed eyes, she opened her mouth guiltily and smiled dryly: "It's not a big deal, it will be fine in a few days..."
After thinking for a moment, he added, "We've discovered a skinning ghost here. We've just confirmed that the person who raised the ghost is quite high-ranking. We'll need some time to deal with him. Do you want to come?"
"No." Shen Wuyou shook his head. "I still have some things to do. When you're done, just come to Changqing Liuxian Pavilion to find me."
Then he returned to the previous topic, his face serious: "Was it caused by the skinning ghost?"
Seeing her insistence, Bai Yumo was helpless. He took two sips of the tea beside the bed and smiled softly: "After all, I am one of the most proud disciples of Xuwang Mountain. How can I be hurt by a mere little brat?"
As he spoke, his eyes darkened and he sneered:
"A ghost in human skin is easy to catch, but a person whose heart has been corrupted is hard to predict...
"This world has taught me a lesson after all."
"Are there any difficulties?" Shen Wuyou noticed her low mood.
Since ancient times, people's hearts are difficult to understand, and people always have to learn to grow slowly.
"No," she replied, her tone more firm. "It's just another lesson. This injury, consider it tuition."
"Okay, come over here and I'll put some medicine on it after you're done. I guarantee there won't be any traces."
"Liuxian Pavilion?" The other party pondered, "This name is quite fairy-like. Is it a restaurant or an inn?"
Shen Wuyou smiled mysteriously: "You will know when you come."
"It sounds quite mysterious?" Yan Qingli also appeared in the image of the jade token at this time. She looked much better and exuded an elegant and noble aura.
Shen Wuyou smiled at her, a smile that was meaningful: "Of course I am. I promise that your trip will be worthwhile."
Yan Qingli chuckled, slowly sat down, and said seriously: "The Demon Lord let you go?"
"No." She shook her head. "I knocked him out and used the Ghost King as a cover. He won't be able to find me for a while."
Hearing this, Bai Yumo and Yan Qingli looked at each other in tacit understanding, silently raised their thumbs, and said in surprise:
"You're so awesome! You dealt with two overlord-level people and still managed to escape unscathed?!"
"Well, I must~" Shen Wuyou curled her lips into a smile, brushed her hair, and said proudly.
That was all, so he asked again, "By the way, does that Shayinglou have any branches?"
This is a familiar name. After all, this group of people has killed many assassins in the Shaying Studio. The owner of the studio probably hates them to death.
Bai Yumo thought about it. According to their understanding of Shayinglou, there seemed to be branches all over the world, the only difference was the size.
"If you're asking about Le Tong Tian Guo, I can tell you clearly that there aren't any in the open. Their country is cracking down on such assassin organizations. But where there's demand, there's a market. They should be around in the dark market, but the organizations are relatively small, and the assassins' skills are generally not very high."
Yan Qingli added, "The areas around Changqing are mostly places of entertainment, with many grudges and hatreds, and a mixed crowd. So, for the sake of public security, the yamen patrols every day. There are probably not many hidden agents, and most of the killers are miscellaneous but not specialized."
"So, why are you asking?"
Yan Qingli looked at her keenly. As usual, when Wu You wanted to know more about something, that was when she was ready to stir up trouble.
Shen Wuyou didn't hide it from them and said bluntly, "I have to go to the Changqing branch. I guess I might have to meet their owner. I'm not sure if he's easy to deal with."
"OP..."
They recalled:
"He's probably called 'Nine Lives'. He often appears wearing a mask with a ghostly face and fangs. He prefers crimson clothing. His cultivation level... there's no record. It seems no one has ever seen him in action, and those who have probably seen him are probably dead. But judging by the respect those assassins have for him, he's probably not weak at all."
Shen Wuyou listened attentively, lowered his eyes in thought, and tapped the table with his fingers, making a crisp and regular sound.
Suddenly, she opened her mouth and asked, "Are all the killers martial artists?"
"For now, that's true."
Yan Qingli said this, and after glancing at Shen Wuyou's eyes, she knew what she was planning, so she said disapprovingly:
"Although you are a demon, the cultivation of those martial artists is not low either. Don't think that demons can completely defeat humans just because they have magic."
"And the reason we were able to catch those killers so easily was because their host wasn't in Northern Yan. He was constantly traveling around, appearing and disappearing like a ghost. No one knew where he would be the next moment..."
Bai Yumo added, her face also full of disapproval.
"Mo'er." She suddenly interrupted them and said word by word:
"I saw the fate of the demon race, right here."
“…”
The two people opposite suddenly fell silent, and then their expressions became serious.
"...What do you want to do?"
“Our positions may be different.”
"So what do you mean?"
"If you ask me about this matter, I will answer, but I hope you won't stop me."
"...I understand. Be careful."
"good..."
As expected, they stopped asking questions, and the topic came to an end. Instead, they started asking about each other's well-being and chatting about interesting things.
For example, the game between the Emperor and the Empress of Northern Yan State implicated many stubborn and corrupt officials;
For example, the emperor deliberately turned a blind eye and wanted to give the queen a break, but the queen let him go, and even their thoughts were the same tacit understanding;
For example, the Duke of Yan's Mansion survived this crisis, the Duke's status rose again, and Yan Qingli's status became more noble. Three years later, she officially married the Huangquan Kingdom and married its second prince, Long Aojun. The two countries signed a fifty-year friendly relations agreement.
For example...
The Duke had already discovered Yan Qingli's identity as a soul from another world.
Moreover, it happened earlier than they imagined, as early as three years ago, on the day she first came through. As soon as she opened her eyes, he already knew that the person in this shell was not his daughter.
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