Chapter 612 Find a Book
After learning this horrific fact, Tu Liudao and Lu Qi stood there in silence for a long time.
A terrifying guess emerged in their minds, and as time went on, its outline became clearer and clearer. The answer gradually became apparent, and their expressions became more and more serious.
They were also strong men who had experienced countless bloody storms, and at this moment they all felt a little fear.
Tu Liudao licked her dry lips and took the lead in proposing an ominous reasoning: "Ye Xiaoman must be..."
Lu Qi's eyes were filled with fear, completely unable to bear the cruel reality. He repeatedly stopped him, "Liu Dao, don't say it!"
Tu Liudao said in a deep voice: "No matter how hard the truth is to accept, we have to admit it!"
Lu Qi used his arms to support the stone pillars on the altar to steady his shaky body. He collapsed and shouted, "But why is that person Ye Xiaoman? A little girl who is two thousand years younger than us. Can you imagine what we will call her in the future..."
Lu Qi helplessly cut off the words, "Oh my God, I really can't scream."
"She'll scream even if she can't!" Tu Liudao clenched his fists and pounded the wall repeatedly in anger. "She should be called the boss when she should be, and she should be subservient when she should be. She's a powerful figure who has left a lasting impression on the Lord, and we must give her due respect."
Lu Qi was still in shock, "How strong can someone be to be remembered by His Majesty?"
"The Ghost Lord is powerful enough, but Your Majesty has never remembered his face."
The two of them never thought about it in a romantic way.
Would Jing Zhui be tempted? They would rather believe that the sun rises from the west.
Lu Qi said dejectedly, "After thousands of years of vicissitudes, we two old guys were eventually washed to death on the beach by the waves. We are no longer the people that His Majesty values most."
"I was once a favorite general, the number one favorite general!"
"Your Majesty values me most! Now the past is too painful to recall in the moonlight, woo!"
Compared to Lu Qi's concerns about her status among Jing Zhui Ying and his dogs, Tu Liudao was more concerned about her own improvement. She rubbed her hands eagerly and said:
"Heh, what exactly is Ye Xiaoman's strength? I'm already looking forward to fighting her."
They were sighing when suddenly Jing Zhui's coffin returned.
Tu Liudao and Lu Qi quickly adjusted their emotions, pretending to be unaware of the reality that they had fallen out of favor, and acted like mature and steady subordinates.
After Jing Zhui left, he remembered that there was something that urgently needed the help of his capable subordinates.
Lu Qi and Tu Liudao need an opportunity to prove that they are still as skilled as ever.
They asked questions enthusiastically.
"Your Majesty, do you wish to gather the other bodies as soon as possible?"
"Yes, this matter must be put on the agenda. Should we go to the demon world or the sea? Or should we go back to the demon world and cause a big commotion first?"
"Hmph, there are still many families of those who participated in the murder of the Lord who are still carrying on the bloodline. We can find a few and exterminate them first."
"It's been a while since I've massacred a city. Want some practice?"
Jing Zhui sat in the coffin, his elbows resting on the edge, his pale fingers lightly supporting the ghost-faced forehead, his silver hair spread over his shoulders like glowing silk.
He met the two generals' expectant eyes and said calmly, "Please help me find a book."
"Yes." Although Tu Liudao and Lu Qi were a little disappointed that it was not a grand task, they still waited eagerly for instructions.
The lord may be looking for some secret manual of cultivation.
It is most likely a classic.
If they use violence to rob, several families will inevitably be extinct.
The next moment, they clearly heard Jing Zhui say, "The title of the book is 'The Great Performance of Yin and Yang Double Happiness'."
Jing Zhui recently saw this book in a fantasy world. When Ye Xiaoman pretended to be his master's wife, they went to the Chao E Sect to carry out a mission. He obtained it from a disciple who was in charge of books in the Chao E Sect.
In reality, Jing Zhui had also seen this book when he was young. When he was lurking in the Chao E Sect, he hurriedly flipped through the disciple's textbook, but threw it away because he thought it was ridiculous and boring. In the illusion, the contents of those few pages reappeared, and this was all he had in his mind.
Jing Zhui didn't know whether this book still existed. After thousands of years of circulation, books would be out of print and a lot of content would be added or deleted. He was sure that the book he got was the essence.
He recalled and added: "If you want an illustrated version, look for the first edition."
Tu Liudao didn't notice anything wrong and immediately agreed, "I'll go find it."
Lu Qi was struck by lightning, and asked in a daze, "Sir, are you sure this is the title of the book?"
This book is not a serious book at all. It talks about the art of sex.
My lord is not practicing dual cultivation with anyone, so why does he need this book?
Lu Qi suspected he was dreaming.
Unexpectedly, Jing Zhui gave a definitive answer: "The title is correct."
Jing Zhui disappeared for the second time, and this time he was really gone forever.
Tu Liudao asked curiously, "Lu Qi, have you noticed something wrong with the boss again?"
Lu Qi looked at Tu Liudao, a straight woman who was straighter than steel and seemed to be as ignorant of human affairs as the second Jing Zhui. His mood went from panic to calmness, and he immediately recovered from the huge blow of having to help his lord buy orange books.
"It's okay, I was just overthinking it."
Even if the sky falls, it is impossible for my lord to become a mortal!
My lord, there must be other uses for it.
*
"Xiao Gou, I regret not listening to your advice. The land of seeking is too dangerous."
During his travels, Xiao Chujing took advantage of the break to receive a call from Sikong Qing.
On the other side of the magic mirror was the desolate scene after the war.
Sikong Qing's red clothes were torn into pieces, and he lay on the ground with his breath barely alive. The fragments of his magic tools and talismans were scattered all over the ground, and the bodies of several of his close associates lay beside him.
The ground beneath him was cracked, the soil had been burned black by the flames of battle, the mountain not far away was mostly flattened, and the broken trunks of dead trees were covered with the remains of the enemies.
Xiao Chujing sat at a tea stall beside the ancient road, raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at the magic weapon floating in front of him.
He was a scheming man who always suspected others three steps ahead because he had used a similar method to deal with Sikong Qing. So even though Sikong Qing acted like he was not going to live long, he still suppressed his joy and carefully identified the situation to determine whether Sikong Qing was lying to him.
Sikong Qing coughed and said, "You're right. One of us must survive and find Ye Xiaoman. Manman is now in your hands..."
Xiao Chujing showed a sorrowful expression, as if he were a fellow human being. He said hypocritically, "Where are you? I'll come and save you."
After he got the address and rushed to the scene, he took advantage of Sikong Qing's serious injuries and weakness, and immediately gave Sikong Qing a few more sword strikes, sending Sikong Qing to the west. He then burned Sikong Qing's body and poured the ashes into the River Styx, making Sikong Qing a missing person completely.
A man who is willing to have children is always a cause for concern. He will only feel at ease when Sikong Qing dies.
Sikong Qing coughed violently and looked at him with gratitude.
It seemed as if he was really going to die, and even his temper improved.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
