In Ziwei City, Dongzhou, Qing Bo was sitting in the secret room in the city master uniform. In front of him, two men in black stood respectfully, not daring to breathe.
"Is the news true?" Qing Bo looked more vicissitudes than the real person from Tsinghua University, but he was tall and long, with a hint of literacy in his eyebrows, and he looked like an elegant literati.
The man in black on the left said affirmatively, "Yes, it's the news from the devil's nails, and Shen Xi did go out of the holy mountain thirteen years ago, and when he returned, there was a child by his side."
Qing Bo turned the jade ring on his hand and didn't speak, his eyes turned to the man in black on the right.
The man in black said knowingly, "The last place Dr. Rong appeared was Broken Yecheng."
"That is to say, she hasn't left Yecheng yet." Qing Bo said.
The man in black said respectfully: "Go back to the lord, that's true. My subordinates have already sent someone to monitor Broken Yecheng. If Doctor Rong appears, there will be news."
Qing Bo pondered for a moment, and said, "Rong Xian is very skilled in medicine, and the use of poison is also unpredictable. Just looking for the past is nothing more than the same as the past two years, without success. Qing Yi, if you go to spread the news, just say outside Dongzhou. There is a plague in Qingtian Town, the news must reach Rong Xian's ears, set up an ambush on the only road between Broken Leaf City and Qingtian Town, and be sure to bring Rong Xian to this seat."
"Yes, my lord." Qing Yi's face was solemn.
Qingbo waved his hand, and he immediately flew away.
"Qing Er, take a group of people to the outside of the holy mountain first, and wait for my order at any time." Qing Bo ordered.
Qing Er immediately responded, then turned and left.
After there was only Qingbo in the secret room, he hesitated for a moment, then untied a communication talisman from his waist, his fingertips flashed red light, and an impatient voice came from the sword talisman: "Our transaction has ended, the deity said. Don't contact me any more."
Qing Bo asked in a deep voice, "Venerable Ningyue, I would like to know if the Sect Master of Xianzong brought back a child thirteen years ago?"
It was quiet for a long time, and it seemed that he was looking for someone to ask. After that, Ningyue's voice came over: "It is true, you are so concerned about this matter, is it that the child is very important?"
Qing Bo gritted his teeth and said directly: "He is the remnant of the Yu clan, and I suspect that he has the blood of the Sword Emperor on his body."
Now that the remnant is already in the Haotian Xianzong, who knows if he will use the power of the Xianzong to find out the truth of the year and seek revenge for him. Before getting the blood of the Sword Emperor, he had to save his life, and Venerable Ningyue was a good backer.
Ningyue's breathing was stagnant, her eyes were full of longing, Xixin was already dead, if she had the blood of the Sword Emperor, she would be able to control the entire Wuxin Cliff, if she stepped on Shen Xi under her feet again, the entire holy mountain would be destroyed under her control.
But - "There is only one person left in the Yu clan? Where did you get the news?" No matter how much she wanted the blood of the Sword Emperor, she would not want anyone to use her as a spearman.
Now, Qing Bo is telling the truth: "Thirteen years ago, I followed your instructions and went to find the Venerable Lord Xixin, and the direction you pointed was precisely the seclusion area of the Yu Clan. I slaughtered the Yu Clan. I want to grab the blood of the Sword Emperor, but I don’t want that drop of blood to melt into a child’s body, and I was expelled by the Sword Emperor’s severe injury.”
After a pause, he continued: "Someone set fire to the place later. I thought the child was dead, but I never thought that he was rescued by the Sect Master of Xianzong."
Wuxin Cliff, on the gorgeous throne, Ningyue's face turned hideous for a moment, and the icy devilish energy around her body was surging and majestic, destroying half of the decoration of the hall.
The black gold snake lying on the throne spat out its core, very dissatisfied with being disturbed to wake up, it flicked its tail and hit Ningyue staggered.
Ningyue's face cracked, but she didn't dare to take the big snake.
This ancestor is not only difficult to raise, but also has a big temper. She conspired countless times in her heart to give her the big snake to raise her back then. By the way, she also took the name 'Ajin' to disgust her.
She wanted to slash the big snake with a thousand swords, but unfortunately she couldn't.
Ningyue can only vent her anger to the other side: "Qingbo, you are really brave, such an important thing has been hidden from the deity for so long."
Suddenly, she seemed to think of something, and her tone couldn't hide her eagerness and asked: "Back then you said that you had killed Xixin, whether this matter is true or false, you can answer it after thinking about it, if you lie, the deity will let you live for the rest of your life. Can't speak."
The big snake seemed to have heard a familiar name, and shook his head to look at Ningyue. It seemed that someone called the big devil just now, didn't he mean that the big devil died
It pressed its head against Ningyue's back, and Ningyue was knocked down by surprise, and it was still face to the ground.
After she got up, her hair was messed up, and she yelled at the big snake like a mad woman: "Ajin, don't you see that I'm busy? If you make trouble again, I'll chop you up and go to Rong Yu to play with. !"
Ajin spit out his core, slowly climbed down from the seat, and rushed towards the back mountain. Before leaving, he knocked the only intact seat in the hall into pieces.
"..." Ningyue was almost mad, she affirmed again that Xixin threw Ajin to her to raise her just to disgust her.
"Honor? Venerable?" Qing Bo called in confusion from the other end.
"Stop talking nonsense." Ningyue roared like a cannonball: "Tell me, whether the heart is dead or not, I have thought about it when I say it, don't give me a reason to kill you."
Qing Bo's face was ugly for a moment, and now he can only hold on to his scalp: "Xixin is indeed dead, I really haven't seen the divine weapon. I would never dare to lie to you for such a big thing."
Qing Bo dared not say that he had never seen Venerable Master Xixin, nor did he see any artifacts, but if Venerable Xixin was really in the Yu clan at the time, he must have died, and the Yu clan only survived a little clan. .
Ningyue's expression has calmed down a lot. As long as Xixin is indeed dead, she doesn't have to worry about that person coming back one day.
Thinking of the blood of the Sword Emperor, Ningyue couldn't help showing two delights. She knew exactly what Qing Bo wanted. This person was willing to tell the Sword Emperor's blood and blood, because he wanted to exchange the Sword Emperor's blood and blood for himself to save his life.
It's just an ant, and it's very cost-effective to save his life for a chance to reach the sky.
"Since the Battle of the Immortals and Demons, Wuxinya has been watched closely by the Demon Prison, and this deity can't help you. But I will open the door for you, and what you want to do will also help you. Cover up." Ningyue promised.
Speaking of this, her voice became gloomy: "Remember, I Wuxinya of Haotian Xianzong helped you to withstand it, but if you dare to move the sword emperor's blood, I will let you disappear."
Qing Bo said in a serious tone: "Relax, Venerable, I will give you the blood and essence intact."
The voice fell, and the communication symbol turned into flying ashes.
Qing Bo sat back in place, his eyes flickering.
If he could get the sword emperor's blood essence alive, how could he honestly hand it over to Ningyue.
Rong Xian: Ah Jin, let me watch over that woman.
(End of this chapter)