The master of metaphysics held a live broadcast, and his fortune telling was so accurate that he bec

[OMGD, sister, are you serious? What she said is the same as if she didn’t say it...]

[I never dreamed that one day I would hear such words from the mouth of the little fairy Wanqiang! Li Liyuan's score~]

[If I were 'Tamamo Mae', I would never accept the anchor's answer]

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[Perfunctory’s mother opens the door for Perfunctory, and Perfunctory is so good]

【My mother tongue is speechless! ! ! 】

【…】

Even though Wang Yueqing's origin is not a particularly big secret, it has really been a long time ago. Not to mention that he had been sealed until he broke out in recent decades.

And what about Wanqiang?

She was able to directly tell him his origin, his parents' names, and even his past experiences.

This shocked him.

This is the only time in the thousands of years that Wang Yueqing has lived that she has admitted from the bottom of her heart that the ascetics of Sheng Kingdom are very strong.

"As expected of the ancestor of metaphysics, his calculations are very accurate." This is what Wang Yueqing said to the netizens in the live broadcast room after a brief moment of emotion.

"You really have two brushes. It is not unjust that the Jinghong Banquet was ruined in your hands." This is what Wang Yueqing said to Wan Qiang alone.

Wan Qiang: "You are the boss behind the Jinghong Banquet."

Wang Yueqing: "Exactly!"

Wanqiang: "You deserve to die."

Wang Yueqing: "You do have two skills, but I am not the unworthy monster you have encountered before. If you want to kill me, you are not qualified."

Wan Qiang ignored Wang Yueqing's words and asked herself: "Does the birth of the Snake Emperor have something to do with you?"

"You have a very smart mind." Wang Yueqing's tone became increasingly playful, "I like you a little, and I can't bear to kill you."

Wan Qiang snorted coldly: "The Snake Emperor has been sealed by me, and you, a nine-tailed demon fox transformed into a half-demon, want to kill me? Are you being naive?"

Wang Yueqing did not answer Wan Qiang's words, but smiled meaningfully: "We'll see!"

After the private communication, Wang Yueqing directly cut off the connection with Wanqiang and told Xu Linlang, "Go back to your Linlang Pavilion and do your duty."

"Your Majesty the Emperor, what about you?" Xu Linlang asked cautiously.

Wang Yueqing's enchanting fox eyes raised at the end, "I will stay in Shengjing City for a while and meet Na Wanqiang."

After Wang Yueqing disconnected, netizens became uneasy.

【Leave now? ? ? Just kidding...]

[If my sister is so clumsy and perfunctory, will he really not pursue it? This is so strange]

[I still want to see more of his beautiful face, why is the connection disconnected? Woohoo~ I can’t bear to part with him]

[So the question is, is it the anchor who disconnected it or Tamamo-mae's one?]

【…】

"He disconnected it." Wan Qiang quickly solved the doubts of netizens, and then changed the topic, "Family members, all the connections we owed before have been connected, so that's the end of today's live broadcast. We'll see you tomorrow. "

In order to avoid unnecessary complications, Wan Qiang snatched Xianglan's phone and pressed to close the live broadcast. In an instant, hundreds of thousands of netizens saw their mobile phone screens go black at the same time, and the page prompted: 'The current anchor has downloaded the broadcast'...

The corners of Xianglan's mouth twitched, "Auntie, what are you doing? At least give everyone some buffering time."

Wan Qiang looked at Xianglan and asked with a serious face: "Still buffering? Do you know who he is?"

"Who is who?" Xianglan was confused for a few seconds before she realized, "Oh, are you talking about the man who calls himself Tamamo Mae?"

Wan Qiang: "He is not Tamamo Mae."

Xianglan nodded, "I know, you just said it."

"He is the son of Tamazumae and Mochizuki Rikuo, Sakura's first emperor, Mochizuki Prince."

At this moment, everyone in Koran was dumbfounded, "Auntie, what are you talking about? You said he is the son of Tamamo Mae and the first emperor Mochizuki Rikuo? Then... isn't that a half-demon?"

"He used to be a half-demon, but he is not now." Wan Qiang said seriously, "I don't know what method he used, but he has been completely demonized, and his strength is very likely to be stronger than Tamamo Mae's back then."

Xianglan: "..."

Even stronger than the nine-tailed demon fox Tamamo Mae, Mochizuki Qing transformed from a half-demon into a nine-tailed demon fox. What is the concept of that?

"Auntie, I just saw that his IP address seems to be in Shengjing City. He is so strong, aren't we very passive?"

Wan Qiang nodded and asked at the same time: "Where is Huai Qing?"

Xianglan said uncertainly: "It should be at Shen's house~"

"Let's go find him immediately." Wan Qiang said and left like a gust of wind.

It's really easy to travel thousands of miles. They appeared at Shen's house in the blink of an eye.

The old man of the Shen family was walking in the yard when he saw Wan Qiang appear out of thin air. He was stunned for several seconds before he found his thoughts and voice, "Master Wan? Why are you here?"

"I'm looking for Huaiqing." Wan Qiang looked at the old man of the Shen family and asked politely, "Mr. Shen, is he here?"

"Yes, yes." Mr. Shen said and was about to instruct the servant to call Huaiqing, but Wan Qiang stopped him.

"I went to find him myself," she said.

"That's fine." Mr. Shen did not forget to tell the servant when talking to Wan Qiang, "You, lead the way for Master Wan."

Two minutes later, Wan Qiang met Huaiqing in the courtyard arranged by the Shen family.

He was meditating, attracting the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into his body.

What Wan Qiang could see with the naked eye was that there was so little spiritual energy. It wasn't that Huaiqing's methods were wrong, but that in today's world, spiritual energy was really thin and pitiful.

It was inconvenient to disturb him at this time, so Wan Qiang just stood there without moving, just staring at Huai Qing.

Strangely enough, when Wan Qiang looked at Huaiqing at this moment, the face that flashed through her mind was Wang Yueqing's face.

Wang Yueqing is as beautiful as the bright moon. Although Huaiqing is not ugly, she is incomparable to Wang Yueqing. It is not an exaggeration to say that the difference is between cloud and mud.

But even with such two completely incomparable faces, Wan Qiang would always overlap them involuntarily.

It's really strange.

It seemed that she had to go to Fengdu Emperor Palace again.

...

As soon as Huaiqing opened his eyes, he saw Wan Qiang and Xiang Lan standing in front of him.

He looked happy, "Master, Sister Xianglan, why are you here?"

Wanqiang: "Let's see you."

As soon as she finished speaking, Huai Qing touched the back of his head and murmured, "I thought you had some good news to bring me."

How could Wanqiang not know what the good news Huaiqing meant?

She laughed and teased Huai Qing: "When Li Wenwen confessed his love to you, you said you would devote yourself to Taoism and not let anyone affect your determination to practice Taoism. What's wrong now? You don't want to practice Taoism anymore?"

"Master, what are you talking about?" Huaiqing said as he got up from the ground and turned his back to Wanqiang, fearing that she would see his blushing face.

But Wanqiang had seen it a long time ago, and it was already too late for Huaiqing to hide.

She reached out and patted his shoulder, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. I'll let you know as soon as she comes to see me."

Huaiqing was overjoyed and said, "Master, do you really mean what you say?"

"Seriously. I am your master, how could I lie to you." Then Wan Qiang changed the topic, "Come, tell me, do you have anything that you have carried with you since you were born?"

Huai Qing shook his head subconsciously.

Wanqiang pondered for a moment and then asked, "Do you have any birthmarks on your body?"

Huaiqing nodded this time, "Yes."

"Where?" Wan Qiang asked anxiously.

"Waist." Huaiqing said as he disliked the clothes, revealing his clear abdominal muscles.

Wanqiang: "..."

This guy has a pretty good figure.

She, an ancestor of metaphysics who was not interested in men, couldn't help but look at him twice.

Wanqiang coughed lightly to hide her embarrassment, and at the same time moved her gaze downwards, landing on the birthmark that she couldn't tell what color it was.

The birthmark looks a bit like a fox's tail...