My disciples have hidden identities

Ji Pingsheng waved his hand at Qi Luo, and said with a smile, "Half a month is enough for you."

"Enough is enough, I'm leaving now."

Qi Luo took a deep look at Ji Pingsheng, feeling that leaving like this was too ordinary, after hesitating for a while, she stepped forward and gave Ji Pingsheng a big hug.

"wait me back."

After leaving these words, Qi Luo turned around and left toward Shang Qing Zongwai.

Ji Pingsheng stood where he was, watching Qi Luo's gradually disappearing figure, and the smile on his face also gradually disappeared.

After a long silence, after a brief silence, a sigh came from Ji Pingsheng's mouth.

"Qi Luo has left too."

Ji Pingsheng murmured in a low voice, with an inexplicable loss in his voice.

In just two days, Chi Zhengyang and Qi Luo left one after another. If it is really a problem with the Mysterious God Realm, then this meeting may really be the last time they meet.

Once Chi Zhengyang returns to Yandi Palace and Qiluo returns to Zhongxin Island, then Yandi and the domain master will definitely not let them go until the matter is resolved.

What's more, there is still the possibility that it cannot be solved.

After all, this is something wrong with the Mysterious God Realm.

"Really satisfied."

Ji Pingsheng's face was full of helplessness.

There were originally few people in the Shang Qing sect, and even fewer now.

Bodhi went to the west, Chi Zhengyang returned to Yandi Palace, Qi Luo returned to Zhongxin Island, and Chi Hongyu probably went back with the eldest princess.

And now Shang Qingzong is left with him, Jing Muxi and You Kun.

All those with backgrounds were taken back for protection, and the rest were all fatherless and motherless.

"Ugh."

Standing at the door, Ji Pingsheng sighed deeply again, and returned to the room with a bitter face.

He doesn't care about those who go back.

The question now is what to do with those who stay in the Shang Qingzong.

Jing Muxi, You Kun, and himself are all alone, with no one to protect them.

Since no one is protecting them, they are the only ones reporting themselves.

But here comes the question, how to protect yourself?

Ji Pingsheng returned to the room.

Go to bed, cover up, retreat.

Faintly, a voice came from the room.

"My heavenly mother, where are you!"

As the saying goes, good things come true.

After bad news, good things will happen.

When the music is over, there will be new guests.

Another day.

This time, Ji Pingsheng was not awakened by the knock on the door, but by himself.

Boom!

A loud bang.

When Ji Pingsheng opened his eyes, he suddenly found himself falling off the bed, which made him a little confused.

"what happened?"

Ji Pingsheng looked around in confusion, but did not notice the existence of other people.

When he woke up, he thought he was pushed off the bed by someone.

But looking at the situation, could it be that I fell off the bed by myself?

"No, I'm honest when I sleep!"

After Ji Pingsheng muttered, just when he was about to climb onto the bed from the ground, his body suddenly paused, his sleepy eyes widened instantly, and he looked at the bed board in front of him with an expression of disbelief. .

What the fuck?

Why is my bed board tilted?

Ji Pingsheng looked at his bed board with a look of horror, and suddenly trembled in his heart.

Could it be that someone threw me off the bed and got under my bed?

Or, is there a ghost?

"Who is so bold?"

After Ji Pingsheng stared at the bed board for two seconds, the corners of his mouth suddenly rose, and a smile appeared on his face.

Now there are only three people in Shangqingzong.

He, Jing Osmanthus, Young Kun.

Jing Osmanthus will definitely not do such a boring thing.

That left only one person.

Going under the bed board to scare him is in line with You Kun's character.

"Young Kun."

Ji Pingsheng smacked his mouth, and the smile on his face became even bigger. She came to be funny so suddenly, could it be that she didn't see me these days and missed me?

Or did you know that I was in a bad mood and came here to relieve me?

But anyway, his depressed mood is much better now.

"Don't hide the young Kun."

Ji Pingsheng put his hand on the bed with a smile, then suddenly lifted it, and laughed at the same time: "I found you...?"

When the bed board was lifted, when Ji Pingsheng's gaze was placed under the bed, his laughter suddenly stopped, and the smile on his face also froze, gradually changing into a look of panic.

"I, I, I... What the hell?"

Ji Pingsheng was dumbfounded looking at the thing that appeared under the bed, and was so frightened that he couldn't speak for a moment.

Under his bed, there is no young Kun.

It was a dark coffin, a coffin that had disappeared for a long time.

After the coffin of the old suzerain had been lost for a long time, he frankly came back!

"What's the situation with this damn!"

Ji Pingsheng screamed in a daze, his brain seemed to be on standby, and he was at a loss for the coffin in front of him.

coffin?

The coffin of the old suzerain?

Isn't this missing?

How did it appear again?

And he came back by himself!

Ji Pingsheng suddenly thought that he just woke up on the ground, which made his scalp tingle.

Could it be that the coffin lifted him to the ground, and then got under the bed.

WDMY!

Ji Pingsheng shuddered all over his body.

The coffin of the old suzerain has become fine!

"No no no no!"

Ji Pingsheng quickly shook his head, shook off the unrealistic thoughts in his mind, and said with a forced smile: "How can a coffin become a spirit?"

Since it's not a coffin, it's fine.

That is... someone in the coffin? !

No way?

An extremely terrifying conjecture appeared in Ji Pingsheng's mind.

Could it be that.

The old man came back from the dead?

"Isn't it, so outrageous?"

Ji Pingsheng took a deep breath, forced to suppress the shock in his heart, stretched out his trembling hand, and placed it on the coffin.

Then, carefully push the coffin board away.

When pushing away the coffin board, Ji Pingsheng's face was covered with cold sweat, and his heart was extremely nervous.

Is the old suzerain back from the dead?

Or is there someone else in the coffin?

Or is it that the coffin has really become a spirit?

When the coffin board was pushed away, Ji Pingsheng swallowed his saliva, poked his head and looked into the coffin.

"Al?"

When he saw the inside of the coffin, he couldn't help being stunned.

empty?

It turned out to be empty?

"impossible!"

Ji Pingsheng frowned and groped around in the coffin, but he didn't find any interlayers, and the inside of the coffin was also cold, and he didn't want to look like someone had been lying there.

"It's so weird?"

Ji Pingsheng knocked on the coffin board again, but there was no sign of becoming a spirit, which made him even more confused and confused.

Since the coffin was not refined, there was no one in the coffin.

So how did it come back?

It can't just appear out of nowhere, can it?

Someone must have thrown me out of bed and put the coffin in while I was sleeping.

Although Ji Pingsheng didn't understand the reason.

But, he knows.

This is an emergency.

At least the coffin of the old suzerain has returned, not to mention how it came back, at least let others know.

And it's not just about coffins.

And the departure of Chi Zhengyang and Qi Luo.

It even said that the Mysterious God Realm was about to collapse.

It's time, it's time to tell those two people from Shang Qingzong, those two people who didn't know anything.

"In that case."

Ji Pingsheng closed the coffin board, then picked up the coffin, pushed the door and walked out.

"Then let's have a meeting!"

Open the last meeting of Emperor Qingzong!