Fantastic Fantasy: The Daughter of Cloud Raising Luck at the Opening

Bailudong Academy.

In the gazebo on the top of the mountain.

The two old men are playing chess, the difference is that it has changed from go to chess.

The two people who were fighting fiercely stopped their movements at the same time, looked up and smiled at each other.

"you lose."

"I won."

The two laughed.

Mr. Qi sighed: "It's been so many years, you kid hasn't learned other skills, but you are good at stealing and playing tricks."

"Old Qi, it's meaningless for you to talk like this." Zhao Shuihu didn't want to, "It's as if you're cheating every time you say it."

Mr. Qi shook his head and stopped looking at him, but asked, "What about the old guy?"

"Let's go to the Hundred Thousand Mountains." Zhao Shuihu's eyes were deep. He and Zhang Kaijing were originally one person, and they were just clones.

However, few people in the court know that one of them is the prime minister and the other is the new prime minister.

Each is a representative of the royalist faction and the revolutionary faction. I am afraid that Mr. Qi is the only one who knows that they are one person.

Hearing Zhao Sleeping said that he went to Shiwan Dashan, Mr. Qi pondered for a moment, "How did the talk go?"

"Difficult." The old man shook his head, "The enmity between the Hundred Thousand Mountains and the Extremely Evil Abyss may not be resolved in a short time."

"However, the matter of sending troops to cross the country is halfway through."

Mr. Qi nodded, "Did we negotiate with Shiwan Dashan?"

"how do you know?!"

Zhao Shuihu yelled out in surprise when he heard the words, this was the latest news, and he hadn't told anyone except himself.

"The court of the Yue Kingdom is in chaos, and Wu County, one of the three counties, was even captured by a new force."

Mr. Qi stroked his beard and smiled lightly, "But there is no impenetrable wall in the world, no matter how tightly they cover it, I can still see some clues."

"tell me the story."

Zhao Shuihu's face was serious, and he sat upright. Nothing that has a bearing on the direction of the world is a trivial matter.

Ordinary people may only feel that life is difficult, and taxes and corvees are miserable; slightly older officials can see that the people are struggling and the country is in turmoil; people at the top see internal and external troubles.

Compared with the matter of the Yaozu, the recent Yue Kingdom seems to be more imminent.

"A few days ago..."

Mr. Qi cast a glance at Zhao Shuihu, looking at his bewildered eyes, he knew that the current Nanguo probably didn't know about this matter.

After finishing his speech, Zhao Shuihu turned pale with shock, and said in disbelief, "Isn't this apostle from the demon clan of the extremely evil abyss? How could he invade Wu County?"

Now the relationship between the human race and the monster race is getting closer, even if it is the extremely evil abyss that is against the Shiwan Dashan, it will not make trouble at this time.

Mr. Qi shook his head lightly, dipped his hand in the tea, and wrote a few words on the table.

The curse of the lich... Zhao Shuihu's eyes widened, and a flash of surprise flashed in them.

It is rumored that humans and demons have a common ancestor, that is, the lich. Later, under the influence of the law of heaven, some of them focused on their spiritual consciousness and became the current people, while the other part believed that a strong physique is the foundation of everything, and became the current person. The current Yaozu.

The conflict between humans and demons has existed since ancient times, and it can be said that it has a long history.

And the calamity of the Lich will start with the once-in-a-thousand-year catastrophe.

Zhao Shuihu obviously only heard about it, and he only knew a little about it.

However, the exquisite thoughts cultivated by being mixed up in the officialdom made him quickly connect things together.

"That is to say, that person guided the apostle?" Zhao Shuihu tapped the table lightly, "The Abyss of Hell is not just pretending, but they have two voices, one is harmony, and the other is opposition."

"So, what does your new disciple have to do with these things?"

Mr. Qi was taken aback by this sudden question, thought for a while and said: "My disciple is originally from the Yaozu, so of course it has something to do with this matter."

This is the demon race?
Zhao Shuihu frowned slightly. It's not that he hasn't secretly contacted Wei Zian. He is obviously a human race, so how could he be a demon?

This old boy doesn't have a good word out of his mouth.

"Don't pretend to be stupid, you still want to hide it from me?" Zhao Shuihu angrily pulled a lot of white clouds in the mountains, wiped them lightly with his right hand, and soon emerged the storm meeting in the capital.

The picture freezes at the scene of Wei Zi'an reaching out to grab Zhang Fuyao.

"This sword should have used Letian swordsman's hidden sword technique, as well as the rules of the academy. It's as powerful as a bamboo?"

Zhao Shuihu sighed, "Isn't this your third disciple?"

"There are many secrets in him, I can't see through."

Mr. Qi took a look, got up and looked towards the capital, and said: "He is my disciple, but he is only my disciple."

"As for what he came to the capital to do, you have already seen it, haven't you?"

"He is just a kind child. The chessboard is very big. Don't place the pieces randomly, otherwise you will lose everything."

Hearing Mr. Qi's words, Zhao Shuihu got up and patted his sleeves, humming: "Old Qi, you still have a temper that doesn't like oil and salt, and you will suffer sooner or later."

Mr. Qi was noncommittal, even the corners of his mouth were raised slightly, and the corners of his eyes were smiling, as if he remembered something funny.

……

"Youshan..."

Wei Zi'an babbled softly, and everyone in the room was so shocked that they woke up instantly.

"What did he say?" Bai Yi asked.

"It seems to be talking about Youshan."

Xia Emei stretched out her hand to smooth Wei Zian's frown.

Fluorescence shone in Rushui's eyes, and Xia Emei pouted, looking at the uneven brows.

"Where is Youshan?"

Tong Xiangyu looked at the senior sister of the academy.

"Did you hear it wrong?" Fu Ling said cautiously, "I haven't heard the information about You Shan."

"Could it be Li Shan?"

Xia Emei heard the words, turned around and said, "Lishan and Youshan don't seem to have much to do with each other."

"When will he wake up?"

"It should be soon."

Fu Ling frowned slightly, "He didn't have any injuries, and he didn't seem to have any problems, it's just that he lacked spiritual energy all over his body."

For monks, aura is equivalent to the qi absorbed by ordinary people. Once the sea of ​​qi is exhausted, "suffocation" is also a normal thing.

In fact, Wei Zian has only slept all afternoon, but he cares about the most important things.

Tong Xiangyu looked at Wei Zian who was lying on the bed with some concern, his suet-white jade-like face wrinkled slightly, and suddenly, the jade pendant hanging around his waist buzzed.

Tong Xiangyu's complexion changed, and he picked up the jade pendant to input a trace of spiritual knowledge, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes.

"Sorry, I have something to do, I have to go first."

There was a flash of struggle in Tong Xiangyu's eyes, and he turned his head and took a deep look at the person on the bed.

Her heart was disturbed.

"Don't worry, Sister Yu." Fu Ling waved her hand and smiled slightly.

"Ahem... where is this?"

A moment after Tong Xiangyu left, Wei Zian, who was pale on the wooden bed, opened his bloodshot eyes.