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Chapter 37

this problem?

Frowning and thinking, Duotian Haohua Pill has not been given to Lone Wolf, Wang's account, Gu Junhua still needs to investigate Yunhuang's situation, it is really hard to say when she will be able to go to the capital.

"How is the Queen's condition now?"

"My mother's body is weak, and her condition is getting worse day by day. The pharmacist said that she only has one year's life expectancy." Now that Xia Qinghe had agreed to treat the queen's illness, Qi Yun did not hide anything and spoke out.

A year of longevity?enough.

"Seven days at the earliest, and January at the latest. I'll go to the capital after I've dealt with the matter." She is not worried about the matter of the Wang family and the lone wolf, and it will be resolved within seven days. Huang stayed for too long, within one month, it was enough for him to understand the situation of Yunhuang Continent.

Hearing this, Qi Yun breathed a sigh of relief, and said seriously, "Okay, then I'll wait for Miss Xia for a month."

The two negotiated, withdrew the barrier, and left the room together.

"I'm going to look for Mr. Mo, so let's leave now." At the threshold, Xia Qinghe said to Qi Yunze.

"Leave it alone." Qi Yun replied, turned and left.

Xia Qinghe went to the next room, pushed the door open, stepped lightly, and the plain white skirt swept across the threshold. In the room, Gu Junhua got up, saw Xia Qinghe, and didn't ask anything, just said: "Go back."

Xia Qinghe nodded without explaining, and went back to Youranju together with Gu Junhua.

Both of them have cold temperaments, and they didn't say a word along the way, but the two of them looked very similar in silence, surrounded by a little bit of tacit understanding, which seemed a little warm.

Suddenly, Gu Junhua's long and narrow eyes moved, looking at the residential houses not far away that were shrouded in night, a light flashed very quickly in the bottom of his eyes.Then, his expression remained the same, his steps were steady, as if nothing had happened.

On the side, Xia Qinghe's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes like water and autumn pupils looked around calmly, his spiritual power surged silently, and he found that there was nothing abnormal except for the slightly faint yellow lights on the street, and his heart was slightly condensed.

She clearly felt a slight wave of spiritual power just now, why did it suddenly disappear now?

Secretly vigilant in my heart.

Gu Junhua noticed Xia Qinghe's vigilance, and sighed in his heart, Qing'er was naturally sensitive, and he could also detect the extremely small fluctuations just now.

Xia Qinghe glanced at Gu Junhua lightly, looked at Gu Junhua's faint expression, and felt a little settled in his heart. Gu Junhua's expression was so calm, it was not a big deal.

The journey was peaceful, and the two returned to Youranju very smoothly.

The moon is in the middle of the sky, and the silver light is sprinkled.

On the second floor, where the green leaves and flowers clustered, in Xia Qinghe's boudoir, there were faint yellow lights shining through. Under the light, Xia Qinghe looked at the dusty and extremely rough rust-colored small pot in his hand.

The small rust-colored pot is about the size of an adult's palm. The body of the pot is engraved with intermittent lines, and the spout is a bit broken. It reflects a small light under the lamp. When I look at it carefully, my eyes jump over the body of the pot. With a turn of the jade hand, the body of the pot is turned over. The bottom of the jug is facing up, revealing the cracked shading.

His eyes froze, and he watched intently. After a long time, the hand holding the small pot exerted a little force, and the body of the small rust-colored pot cracked into gaps.

Among the broken pieces lay a piece of yellowed silk paper.

Very light and thin, without a trace of weight.

Sure enough, when she saw this small pot tonight, she felt a burst of spiritual power fluctuations, and wondered in her heart, this small pot is of low quality, very common, not even a first-grade magic weapon, why there are spiritual fluctuations?

Now it seems that there is indeed a universe inside. ,
Picking up the piece of silk paper, slowly unfolding it, you can see a dense pattern of patterns, is this animal pattern?Or text?Just as he was about to look again, his mind suddenly became dizzy and his eyes hurt. Xia Qinghe was startled, and suddenly moved his eyes away.

What a weird texture!

She barely looked at it before being forced to move away.Thinking about the lines just now, her mind went blank, and she couldn't remember a single thing. She had a photographic memory since she was a child, and after reading the ancient books once, she memorized them by heart.

Although the lines were densely packed just now, it's not that she didn't remember any of them.

Xia Qinghe's eyes were heavy, and he looked at the fragments of the small rust-colored pot, and he was certain in his heart that there must be a mystery hidden in the lines.He breathed a sigh of relief, instead of looking at the pattern, he waved his plain hand and put it into the space.

This silk paper is very strange, and it must not be shown in front of people.As for the lines on the paper, I will ask Master in the future to see if Master knows.

Leisurely lives in another room, soaked in the night, extremely dim.

"What's the matter?" Lingling's voice sounded, with a domineering arrogance.

In the dark, a black figure lay down on the ground, his cultivation was restrained, but the cultivation of the spirit king on the Yunhuang Continent was no match for him.

"Your Majesty, there is a secret movement in the Jun Yin Realm, and the other two realms seem to be a little restless." Mo Nan's voice was extremely calm, and he spit out every word with awe.

"En." Gu Junhua replied without saying anything.

The air was silent.

After a long time, Mo Nan said, "I don't know when the master will return to the Great Desolate Ancient Land?" The master has been in Yunhuang for several days and has not returned for a long time. I'm afraid that group of people...

"Tell Mo Nan to come over in three days." Gu Junhua did not answer.

"Yes." Mo Nan took the order and didn't dare to ask any more questions.

The night is silent, thousands of households sleep soundly.

In the Wang family's mansion, however, the lights were brightly lit, surrounded by figures, and there were bursts of crying.

"Yan'er, my poor Yan'er, why did you leave mother so early..." In the hall, servants were all over the floor, and a middle-aged woman wearing a red hairpin was throwing herself down beside a female corpse. There were tears and bursts of crying.

"Okay." The livid-faced man sitting above made a rather dissatisfied voice.

After a while of crying, the woman got up, her sad expression slightly faded, and she came to Patriarch Wang, her voice was filled with cruel hatred: "Master, have you caught the person who killed Yan'er? I will cut her into pieces for her sake." Yan'er pays for his life."

Patriarch Wang looked at Fa's wife's expression, sighed, and said softly, "I have already sent someone to investigate, don't worry, I will make that life worse than death and avenge Yan'er."

At this time, the butler came in a hurry, jumped over the crowd, with a sullen expression on his face, Mrs. Wang said excitedly: "Who? Have you found out who killed Yan'er?"

The butler paused, and said in a low voice, "Patriarch, it's the woman who injured the young master."

Snapped!Patriarch Wang slapped the table suddenly, furious, and his voice was deafening: "It's her again!"

After Xia Qinghe killed Elder Li, Patriarch Wang sent people to search everywhere, but they couldn't find anyone. He secretly hated him and wrote down the account. Unexpectedly, when Xia Qinghe appeared again, they hadn't found him yet. Just kill Wang Yan first.

With such an arrogant personality, Patriarch Wang is now being slapped in the face repeatedly, how can he not be angry?
(End of this chapter)