Lingbao Temple.

Xu Qi'an leaned on a walking stick, and smiled at the Taoist boy guarding the gate: "I want to see the national teacher."

Before coming, he asked the supervisor about the situation of the fight between the national teacher and the emperor of the land.

The supervisor said that both sides would suffer, and then he said "huh":

"The fire of karma burns my body."

Daotong glanced at him, and said: "The Taoist leader has explained that if Mr. Xu comes to find her, he can go straight in."

Lingbao Temple has already opened the authority to drive me straight in, so what about Luo Yuheng?

Xu Qi'an murmured in his heart, and entered Lingbao Temple with a walking stick.

When they came to the secluded courtyard, they pushed open the door of the quiet room with ease, and saw a beautiful Taoist nun sitting cross-legged on the futon.

Xu Qi'an was stunned for a moment, and saw a series of images from her, such as a kind-hearted aunt, a friend of her mother, a big sister in a neighbor's house, etc.

This surprised him, because Luo Yuheng seemed a little out of control, unable to contain her "charm".

For a second-rank master, this is obviously not a good thing, which means that the situation of karma burning is very serious.

"You must have seen that I am in a bad state."

Luo Yuheng's red lips parted slightly, and his voice revealed the charm unique to mature women.

"I see."

Xu Qi'an sighed: "I took a shower before coming here."

He came this time, apart from visiting Luo Yuheng's situation, he also had the idea of ​​"bargaining". He hoped that Luo Yuheng would give him a few more days to accommodate Qi Jue Gu, and if his physical condition improved, he would fulfill his promise.

It is expected that Luo Yuheng's situation is so bad.

Luo Yuheng remained expressionless, and continued: "You misunderstood, I'm just a clone, which will dissipate within three days, and the main body has been closed."

For a moment, Xu Qi'an couldn't tell whether he was lucky or disappointed.

With his current physical condition, forcing dual cultivation can only be "Auntie, please take the initiative".

This is obviously not in line with his image of being invincible, and it will make Luo Yuheng look down on him.

But, but....... She is too attractive.

Luo Yuheng's avatar continued: "Double cultivation requires a certain cycle, at least seven days at a time. After fighting the Dizong Dao, the main body has been unable to suppress the fire of karma, and I don't know what is going on with you. In order to save myself, I can only retreat and eliminate it forcibly." Karmic fire."

At least seven days at a time, at least seven days at a time... Xu Qi'an only had these words in his mind.

Some were frightened.

Luo Yuheng continued:

"After this time, it may be difficult for the main body to take the initiative to suppress the karmic fire. Therefore, dual cultivation is imperative. The karmic fire occurs once a month, and on this day next month, she will go to find you."

As she spoke, she waved her sleeve, and a yellow paper talisman folded into a triangle appeared on the table.

"This is the locator, you put it away, and the main body will come to you after a month."

After speaking, the avatar dissipated on its own initiative.

This is shy?Xu Qi'an picked up the triangular talisman and put it away silently.

It seems that after killing the king, Luo Yuheng fully approved of him and decided to become a Taoist companion with him.

Before, I have been hesitant to double cultivate with myself because I haven't fully recognized it. After all, Taoist couples are a lifetime thing, and Luo Yuheng treats them with caution, which is human nature.

Before he went to Shanhaiguan, his cultivation base was only at the fifth rank, which was really not good for a second rank expert.

Now, Xu Qi'an is a third-rank martial artist, and Dafeng is one of the few third-rank warriors, which is enough to match Luo Yuheng's status.

That's okay, I'll be ready in a month...Xu Qi'an left Lingbao Temple and headed for the palace.

.............

Shaoyin Palace.

The boudoir is paved with earth dragons that consume countless charcoal, and the interior is as warm as spring in late autumn. The air is filled with the smell of sandalwood, rouge and gouache, and the faint body fragrance of women.

At a certain moment, on the brocade couch, the woman curled up in sleep suddenly woke up, turned over and sat up, her face pale.

"Red, red sleeves..."

She called softly, her voice weak.

The maid who was lying on the bed immediately woke up and said softly, "Your Highness!"

Lin'an whispered: "Water, I want to drink water..."

The maid immediately went to the table, gently swept away or overturned, or straightened the jug, and poured her a cup of warm tea.

His Royal Highness Lin An drank alcohol last night, and she was as drunk as mud. She drank too much, and she didn't go crazy with alcohol, she just lay down at the table and wept loudly.

The ladies of the palace are clear in their hearts, and the princess is using wine to relieve her sorrow and worry even more.

Last night, His Highness the Crown Prince sent someone to inform His Highness Lin'an that the Witch God Sect had colluded with His Majesty's confidant, Yushi Yuan Xiong, and Qin Yuandao, the servant of the Ministry of War.

Use witchcraft to control His Majesty, cut off the food and grass of the army, and killed [-] soldiers and Wei Yuan in Jingshan City.

In a rage, Xu Yinluo beheaded His Majesty outside the capital.

His Highness was dumbfounded after hearing this, and went to the East Palace with a pale face, as if to confront the prince.

She came back very late, and then started drinking endlessly, crying when she drank too much, and continued drinking after crying.

The maids saw it, and their hearts were like a knife.

After serving His Highness Lin'an for so many years, I have never seen her so sad.

Presumably it was not only the death of Her Majesty who loved her the most, but also because the man who killed her father was the man.

Looking back now, Hong Xiu almost confirmed that His Highness loved Xu Yinluo.

How can this be good, His Highness is still in his boudoir, and he has suffered such emotional injuries, I am afraid that he will be sad for a long, long time.

As for persuasion, they dare not.

A slave is a slave, so how dare you talk about the affairs of your masters.

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