"Miaomiao?" Zhang Yuanqing didn't raise the trumpet, the word came out of his mouth naturally.

Guan Ya, Brother Hongji, and the Lord of Stop Killing all drew their weapons. When Sun Miaomiao heard someone calling out her name, she was startled again. The sword in her palm, which was ready to strike, calmed down briefly. She glanced at everyone in confusion and asked hesitantly, "You...?"

Her eyes fell on the trumpet in Zhang Yuanqing's hand and she recognized it as Princess Yin Yao's beloved toy. She was immediately surprised and asked, "Yuanshi Tianzun?"

She looked around with an even more confused expression, from the unfamiliar faces of the crowd to the fierce fighting scene, and asked blankly, "Why am I here? Why are you here? What happened?"

It’s really Sun Miaomiao!

Sun Miaomiao, who had lost contact in the copy, was finally found, and everyone felt relieved.

Then you and I talked and told Sun Miaomiao the whole story. During this process, Sun Miaomiao took out the life source liquid to heal his injured body. He had seven or eight wounds of varying sizes on his body. The wound pierced his heart and was cut off in half by the palace master's palm knife.

Even the injuries of a Level 6 Night Wanderer were serious. Without the use of Life Source Fluid, it would be difficult to recover simply by self-healing.

After a while, Sun Miaomiao was dumbfounded after hearing half of it. She didn't expect so many things to happen while she was confused.

Brother Red Chicken interrupted everyone's lecture in disbelief: "How did you become the lackey of the Imperial Master? You stabbed me this morning. Didn't you recognize Yuanshi Tianzun's props?"

He couldn't believe that Sun Miaomiao would be so stupid that she was even more stupid than Jiang Jingwei.

Sun Miaomiao frowned and said, "I don't know anything. I just entered the dungeon and received a task prompt saying that I was hit by the "Soul Sealing Spell" and couldn't move. The main task is to hold out for ten days under the erosion of the soul-sealing spell, and the side task is to break the seal. I was suddenly awakened just now and thought I broke through the seal."

Zhang Yuanqing's expression changed when he heard this: "You have been sleeping the whole time, so who was fighting with us just now?"

He thought that Sun Miaomiao was being manipulated or had some kind of mind-distorting spell that was the reason she didn't recognize her teammates, but now it seems that this is not the case.

At this moment, Brother Hongji's expression suddenly became dull and his pupils dilated. Before anyone could react, he slashed at Guan Ya's neck with a knife.

The Fire Demon was good at close combat and his sword was fast and fierce. Although Guan Ya was a scout, her attention was all on Sun Miaomiao. When she noticed that Brother Hongji was abnormal, it was too late to react.

At that moment, the lattice door fell apart, the curtain covering the side hall shattered, a shrill whistle sounded, everyone's eardrums hurt, and a flash of sword light appeared. Brother Hongji's right arm separated from his body and out of inertia, he still held the knife and slashed towards Guan Ya.

But it had lost the strength to chop off the head and stopped half an inch into Guan Ya's neck.

Brother Hongji groaned and staggered back, holding his empty knife and elbow. Guan Ya staggered and a two-meter-high fountain of blood spurted out of her carotid artery. She fell to the ground with a pale face.

The corpse Zhang Yuanqing hurriedly supported the queen and raised the trumpet, "Life source liquid, hurry up, life source liquid."

The Palace Master of Stop Killing kicked Brother Hongji in the chest and knocked him against the wall. With a bang, the wall shook violently. A stream of evil energy left Brother Hongji's body and floated towards the roof, trying to escape.

Xiao Yuan and Xie Lingxi quickly took out the diluted life source liquid and rushed towards Guan Ya. At the same time, a middle-aged man in a white Confucian robe stepped over the threshold, staring at a certain point in the air with his eyes shining white, and snorted coldly: "You evil spirits, dare to break the law in Yang's house."

With a shake of his wide sleeves, a small sword rushed out as fast as lightning and was nailed to the beam with a "thump". A faint whistling sound echoed in the hall, and the majestic yin energy poured out everywhere.

Seeing this, Zhang Yuanqing immediately raised his trumpet and shouted, "Show mercy!"

The middle-aged man in Confucian robes ignored him. Zhang Yuanqing looked at Guan Ya who had successfully stopped bleeding after injecting the Life Source Fluid and said, "Guan Ya, please show mercy, Mr. Zhou."

The middle-aged man in Confucian robes waved his hand, and the sword automatically flew out and flew back into his wide sleeves.

And Zhang Yuanqing immediately said, "Miaomiao swallowed it!"

Sun Miaomiao understood what he meant, and dark sticky energy appeared in her eyes as she stared at the female ghost with a dark face and disheveled hair in the air. She opened her mouth and took a breath. The ghost, who had just been pierced by the sword energy, was unable to resist and unwillingly turned into green smoke and floated into Sun Miaomiao's mouth.

Sun Miaomiao immediately closed her eyes and began to absorb the memory fragments of the vengeful spirit.

The middle-aged man in Confucian robes strode towards Guan Ya and examined her from head to toe. Seeing that she was covered in blood but her internal injuries had healed, he heaved a sigh of relief and bowed, saying, "I am late in coming to your rescue, please forgive me, Your Majesty."

Guan Ya nodded gently and said with a dignified look, "Yes, I want to thank Mr. Zhou. You go out and tell my father that I am safe. I will change my clothes and go see my father later."

The middle-aged man in scholar's robe glanced at everyone, stayed on Zhang Sunmiaomiao for two seconds, seemed to want to say something but stopped, and finally bowed and left.

Guan Ya looked at the people who were treating their injuries or helping the team members treat their injuries and said, "He is a guest official of the Yang Mansion. He was a Jinshi. He impeached the Zheng family for a corruption case, but was slandered and imprisoned. My father rescued him and he became disheartened and resigned from his post. He gave up writing and practiced swordsmanship and became a guest official of the Yang Mansion. He should have the strength of the peak of level six."

"The Absorbing Blade has a lot of memories, and even his speech has become very flowery." The Palace Master of Zhisha clicked his tongue.

Then he said to Brother Red Chicken, "To regenerate a broken arm, you need concentrated life source fluid, which corresponds to level 6. You can just be the Condor Hero for a few days."

At this time, Sun Miaomiao opened her eyes, pressed her forehead and groaned in pain. She devoured the sixth-level spirit with her fifth-level body. Even though the vengeful spirit was severely damaged, it was still a terrible burden for her.

You can't use it again in the near future, it's soul-devouring, otherwise you'll go crazy.

The Palace Master of Stop Killing slightly opened her red lips and hummed a melodious song. Under the comfort of the musician, Sun Miaomiao's violent and out-of-control spirit gradually calmed down and panted: "I-I got a lot of information!"

Brother Red Chicken handed over the tube of Life Source Liquid that Yuanshi Tianzun had given him that morning. "Take a sip first to moisten your throat."

"Go!" Sun Miaomiao spat him away.

"Can we save this strategic resource?" After scolding Brother Red Chicken, she said, "The vengeful spirit just now was the spirit servant of the state teacher. Its mission was to use my body to assassinate the tyrant emperor Zhao Shun. I have summarized three important pieces of information from the vengeful spirit's memory fragments."

"First, the National Master is refining something, and he may be practicing some kind of magic. He cannot leave the Tianji Tower in the short term. Second, the National Master attaches great importance to the heavenly sacrifice ceremony and has repeatedly warned his disciple Zheng Wenhan not to make any mistakes."

"Third, the Imperial Master pays great attention to his reputation and works hard to cultivate his image among the people. There is nothing else. After all, this is only the core information that the Imperial Master's spirit servants cannot access."

It is good news that the National Master will not leave the Tianji Tower for the time being. The bad news is that fortune and misfortune are interdependent. Once he can leave the Tianji Tower, it means that his "divine power has been fully accomplished."

Is there any hidden story behind the ceremony of offering sacrifice to heaven? The imperial teacher should not take the slanderous words against Zhao Shun so seriously.

The national teacher also attaches great importance to reputation, and the side quest of winning the hearts of the people is indeed very important.

Next, everyone told me about the progress of the dungeon, their respective main quests, and the difficulties they were currently encountering.

Sun Miaomiao was stunned for a moment and said with emotion: "I suddenly feel that the copy of the Fire Master is very good. It is simple and just fight and kill."

The copy of the King of the Lost Nation was the most intricate copy she had ever experienced, and it was also the only large-scale copy. The Extraordinary and Saint copies were both more scene-based adventures.

You are given a scene full of dangers, and all you need to do is defeat BOss and decrypt the copy information.

The king of a fallen country is different, it is more like a small world.

The Overlord-level copy is indeed different

"Isn't it?" Brother Hongji really appreciated what Sun Miaomiao said. The Fire Master's Dungeon is a man's dungeon. Don't care about life and death. Just fight if you don't agree. If you win, you will ascend to immortality. If you lose, you will ascend to heaven."

However, no one paid any attention to him. The Yin corpse Zhang Yuanqing thought for a few seconds and said, "Rest first today and I will talk about it after I observe the stars tonight. This Yin corpse will stay in Yang's house for the convenience of communication."

Xie Lingxi was worried: "What if the Imperial Master sends his spirit servants to attack again?"

"There are many experts in the Yang Mansion. With this attack, the defense will be tighter. Besides, the national teacher's target is me. As long as I am not here, there will be no endless assassinations."

late at night.

While watching the changes in the stars, Zhang Yuanqing was thinking. There were still two days left before the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heaven. According to his analysis during the day, if he showed up at the ceremony, he would have no way out.

Therefore, it is necessary to connect all the links and formulate a complete copy strategy before the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven.

Fu Qingyang's frontline army cannot hold out for too long and must take control of the capital as soon as possible.

Early in the morning, Wang Beiwang drove the carriage, shaved his beard and quietly returned to the capital. He could not go back home, nor could he go to his place of residence in the west of the city. He had let go of the tyrant Zhao Shun without permission. The Qinglong Gang would not let him go, and his gang brothers could not join him.

The cost of staying in restaurants and inns was too high and he was short of money, so after much thought, he decided to look for an "abandoned house".

As the Northern Dynasty army marched south, many people in the capital fled south. The wealthy businessmen left their elderly doormen to look after the house, while the common people locked the doors.

Therefore, there are a large number of empty houses in the city. As a native of the capital, he knows that many houses are empty.

After wandering around the city for half an hour, Wang Beiwang led the carriage into a secluded alley. He cut the iron lock with a sword, removed the carriage, and led the horses into the courtyard.

All the daily necessities in this empty house had been taken away, but facilities such as the wood stove were still there, and there were a few broken bowls that could last for a few days.

With his level of cultivation, he had no problem sleeping in the open air and eating in the open air. He skillfully drew water from the well to wipe the dust off the chairs in the house, found the dusty tea sets and washed them, drank some iced, refreshing well water, and sat on the threshold of the main room to rest.

Just then, a bright breeze blew into the house.

Wang Beiwang was just alert when he saw a branch floating up and writing on the ground, "It's my Emperor."

Wang Beiwang's vigilance slowly relaxed, and he was confused and asked: "How did you know I was here?"

The tree branch wrote: "All under heaven is the king's land, and all the land is the king's city. I know everything about the capital."

Wang Beiwang asked: "Then how come you didn't know that there would be an assassination attempt yesterday?"

The branch wrote. "It's no fun chatting like this."

Wang Beiwang let out a "huh".

The tree branch continued writing: "I have assigned you a mission: Go to Xu Chang's old residence and meet the leader of the Qinglong Gang."

Wang Beiwang asked in confusion: "What for?"

The tree branch slowly wrote "Recruit the Qinglong Gang!"

An hour later, Wang Beiwang, who was full of thoughts of "the tyrant emperor has gone crazy", knocked on Elder Xu's door. The doorman Ah Niu's expression changed when he saw him coming back, and he lowered his voice and said, "Are you going to die? Elder Xu Chang knew that you let that man go, and he was furious and threatened to clean up the sect. Not to mention the gang leader, he wanted to burn you to death."

Wang Beiwang shrank his head, hesitated for a few seconds, gritted his teeth and made up his mind: "Take me to see the gang leader and Elder Xu Chang."