Fast time travel: The host takes his life and frantically teases and criticizes the villain

"Oh?" He Qu stood up and jumped down, looking Xu Zeyang up and down with a half-smile, "Are you your Highness's guest?"

Jing Chang nodded with a smile, "Madam, Jing Chang will take the guests over first."

He Qu nodded slightly, and Xu Zeyang paused slightly as he passed by.

He said in He Qu's ear in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Oh, the number one in the rankings has been reduced to marrying someone else's wife."

The smile on He Qu's lips remained unchanged, but his eyes became cold.

Seeing his irrefutable look, Xu Zeyang smiled contemptuously and was about to leave. At this moment, a piece of tiles passed by with lightning speed.

Xu Zeyang quickly dodged sideways, but his lips were scratched by the tiles. The blood immediately dyed his lips red, and a fiery red rose bloomed.

He covered his mouth in disbelief and looked at the culprit, who then slowly turned his eyes and squinted at him.

"You can insult me. You have always been my loser anyway, but you shouldn't use words that insult women to bring shame to my father-in-law."

He Qu patted Xu Zeyang's shoulder to wipe off the dust on his hands, but the force was so strong that Xu Zeyang's face changed instantly.

Facing He Qu's sarcastic eyes, Xu Zeyang clenched his teeth and tried his best to resist the urge to kill the other person.

He Qu was too lazy to look at him anymore, nodded to Jing Chang and left.

Jing Chang still had a perfect smile, but the smile in her eyes had changed when she looked at Xu Zeyang, "Mr. Xu, it is inconvenient for His Highness to see guests today, so I will take you out, please."

Xu Zeyang looked at Jing Chang suddenly, his hands behind his back almost crushed into fists. It was not convenient for the Ghost King to meet guests. She was clearly saying that he was not qualified to meet the Ghost King in his current state!

He Qu, good, very good!

He closed his eyes, suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart, and raised a gentle smile, "I won't bother you, Mr. Jing Chang. In that case, Xu will come back to bother you another day, so I say goodbye."

Jing Chang frowned and smiled, then stood still.

Xu Zeyang turned around, the smile on his face instantly dropped, and his eyes were terrifyingly gloomy.

After confirming Xu Zeyang's departure, Jing Chang put away her smile and turned towards the backyard study.

"Your Highness."

"Enter."

The light in the study was dim. In the corner, a man wearing a complicated and gorgeous black robe sat lazily on a chair, holding an ancient book in one hand. There was a curl of cigarettes on the table, and the only sound was the turning of pages.

Ghosts are already well adapted to darkness, so Jing Chang didn't think there was anything wrong with reading in the dark.

Jing Chang recounted what had just happened in full, "I made my own decision to ask Mr. Xu to leave. I hope Your Highness will not be surprised."

Cheng Yan put down the ancient book, picked up the teacup, drank it all, and concluded, "He is not a descendant of Isatis."

"My subordinates have tested him. He is very familiar with the deeds of Fairy Woad. He talks about Taoism in a clear and logical manner. He should be fully prepared."

"What was his reaction when he heard Isatis' name?" Cheng Yan suddenly asked.

Jing Chang was stunned for a moment, then realized that the "he" in His Highness's mouth was his wife, "She seemed a little surprised."

"Have you found out his relationship with Isatis?"

"I haven't found out the identity yet." Jing Chang frowned, "I originally wanted to go to the underworld, but King Yama informed me that the gate of hell has been temporarily closed recently."

"Temporarily closed?" Cheng Yan raised his eyes, chewing on these two words secretly, and waved his hand to let him go.

Jing Chang took a few steps back and heard His Highness speak again, "Let him come over and join me for dinner."

"Yes."

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"It's off-putting to eat with him."

He Qu was sitting in the courtyard playing with his mahogany sword, while Jing Chang stood a little far away.

Jing Chang was not surprised that he would refuse, but his words were so straightforward that people didn't know how to answer.

"Just tell him the exact words. I said them, so I won't embarrass you."

After Jing Chang left, He Qu took a sip of wine from the wine jar and stood up to dance with his sword.

There is a huge locust tree in the courtyard. It is estimated that ten people would have to spread their arms to surround it.

At this time, locust flowers were in full bloom on the branches and fell all over the ground.

As the sword energy hit the trunk of the locust tree, white locust flowers were flying, as if it were snowing. Before they even hit the ground, they were dancing with the man's sword energy.

He Qu led the locust flowers and moved the clouds and flowing water like a sword. Cheng Yan came over and saw such a scene.

He Qu stabbed all the locust flowers towards him. With a thought, the latter blocked the locust flowers in the void, forming a flower curtain, which was less aggressive and only left with beauty.

He Qu put away his sword and stared in the direction of the man. Somehow, this scene seemed familiar.

Cheng Yan raised his legs and walked towards him. As he walked, the flowers in front of him fell all the way. Finally, the Sophora japonica followed him to He Qu.

A sentence suddenly appeared in He Qu's heart: The gentleman from Moshang came stepping on the flowers.

"If you don't want to see your guest, why did you come to see me?" He Qu held his sword in his arms with a lazy posture.

Cheng Yan not only did not answer, but also mocked: "Your sword skills are terrible."

He Qu's face froze, he twitched the corners of his mouth, pointed his sword at the opponent, "Draw out the sword."

"I'm not here to compete with you." Cheng Yan turned around and walked indoors.

The air flow behind him surged, and the sword energy filled with Yang energy approached. Cheng Yan's eyes darkened and he raised his hand to block.

A long sword engraved with complex runes appeared in his hand. He stabbed back and quickly turned around to fight with the opponent.

He Qu's eyes lit up when he saw the sword, what a sword!

The locust flowers that had been resting for a while were in full bloom again, flying in the air with the sword energy of the two fighting, or being shattered directly.

The petals in the sky almost obscured the field of vision, and only two figures, one black and one blue, could be seen vaguely, almost turning into afterimages. The sword energy was overflowing, and it was extremely destructive wherever it passed.

The sword energy exploded in the air, and both of them took two steps back, looking at each other with complicated expressions in their eyes.

He Qu silently reviewed the opponent's moves in his mind. They were not a complete set of sword techniques, but more like they were used casually because he couldn't remember clearly, but each sword was just enough to restrain him.

He can't find anything good in his hands.

"I've learned a lesson." He Qu gave a perfunctory fist, turned around, picked up the wine bottle and drank it all in one gulp.

He prides himself on his extraordinary talent, and even if he loses to others, he will never give them a good look. He will only think about how to defeat the opponent.

His master pointed out this problem of his more than once, saying that if he didn't change it, it would eventually lead to disaster.

He Qu never cared about it. After decades of life, his fate was determined by fate. He just wanted to be at ease.

Of course, he would not have thought that he would later go to great lengths to change his fate.

Cheng Yan looked at the sword marks on the locust tree and said, "I take back what I just said. Your swordsmanship has not embarrassed Islas."

He Qu raised his eyebrows and said, "Just think you are complimenting me."

After a pause, he looked at the opponent's sword, "What's the name of this sword?"

Cheng Yan lowered his eyes and focused on the sword, "Behead."

"Cut off the killing? Interesting."

The two finally sat at the same dining table.

Cheng Yan: "You know Xu Zeyang?"

He Qu nodded seriously, "It's a life-changing friendship."

"It's really interesting. A descendant of woad, a fake, all have to show their face in front of me." Cheng Yan's eyes were dim and incomprehensible, "It's so lively."

"I want to leave, but you won't let me." He Qu rolled his eyes.

The corners of Cheng Yan's lips curled up, and his unsmiling face became even more indifferent, "You didn't want to leave at first, but you were in a hurry to get out because the situation was unfavorable."

He Qu raised his wrist wrapped with red thread, "You have bound me to you. It seems that you want something more from me than me."

The Ghost King might have noticed something and wanted to get information from him.

The same is true for He Qu. If this copy is just a copy, how did the Ghost King know about the existence of his ancestor's milk? It seems that the two of them still have a good relationship.

Dungeon mission - "Find out the reason why the Ghost King retreated behind the scenes". Why is the mission such a personal mission?

Does Infinite Heaven also want to get some information?

An idea flashed in He Qu's mind. If Infinite Paradise needs to obtain information through players, it means that Infinite Paradise cannot fully control the copy. Maybe everything in this copy is real!

Maybe even relevant to the real world!