At the border of the Milky Way, Ye Zhongyu watched with his own eyes the flashing light on the opposite side, and the flag was withdrawn in an orderly manner.
Ling Qingxiao retired.
Ye Chongyu looked at the other side and was very puzzled: "What exactly does he want to do?"
do not know. Everyone in the demon world stood by the river, looking at the movement on the other side with a heavy expression.
Immortal Realm took the lead to retreat, and Demon Realm was a little out of place. Ye Zhongyu strode back to the camp, his face darkened along the way.
Ye Zhongyu took precautions day and night, and was exhausted for this battle, tossing and turning, but in the end, before the battle began, Ling Qingxiao disappeared, and he retreated on his own. Ye Chongyu only felt that he had hit cotton with a punch, and he felt unspeakably suffocated.
Ling Qingxiao completely ignored him.
Everyone in the camp had a lot of discussion about the actions of the immortals, and no one believed that Ling Qingxiao really withdrew his troops. Some people advocated chasing after victory, while others advocated watching the fire from the other side.
Ye Zhongyu, the Demon Venerable, was still present, so they dared to do it, and it was obvious that they didn't take him seriously. Ye Chongyu gave a cold drink and said, "Enough. Let's go down, the deity wants to be quiet."
The main party was reluctant to stop, the main war party snorted coldly, turned around and strode away, without salute to Ye Zhongyu.
The scene was stiff and embarrassing, the Lord and Fang nodded to Ye Zhongyu, said some words about the scene, and then retired one by one.
After waiting for the others to leave, Ye Zhongyu pressed his eyebrows with a headache. He is not a native demon, and even if he becomes a demon, he has no right to speak in the political affairs. The kings of the Demon Realm, no one obeyed him at all.
The fact that he can become this Demon Venerable is more of a matter of luck. The demon world has been in depression for a long time, and the gap with the immortal world is getting bigger and bigger. The bottom demons have always felt that the immortals stole their resources, otherwise, they would not have fallen to this point.
Ye Zhongyu came to power in this atmosphere. When he competed for King Lei Lie City, he took the lead in shouting the slogan of Zhuxian, and built Zhuxiantai as his political landmark.
Zhuxiantai is in the territory of the Demon Race. Although he can use his spiritual power for his own use, the Heaven Realm is not blind, so how could they allow them to capture the Immortal Race? After Ye Chongyu launched Zhuxiantai, Tiangong immediately counterattacked, the garrison of Xiazhongtian increased, and the propaganda within Xianjie to prevent Zhuxian Stone was overwhelming. In this environment, it would be difficult for the Demons to succeed in plotting against the Immortals.
First, the output of Zhuxian Stone is limited, and secondly, it is difficult to succeed. It is tantamount to wishful thinking to rely on Zhuxiantai to reverse the gap between the power of the fairy and the devil. But the bottom demons who care about whether it is feasible or not, they have been incited by those inspiring slogans, and they wholeheartedly pursue Ye Zhongyu. Ye Zhongyu has various labels such as falling from immortals to demons, hating immortals, and being betrayed by immortals. Of course, more importantly, he is the same father and brother of the Emperor of Heaven.
Ye Zhongyu finally passed the test and became the new Demon Venerable. Although he has become a Demon Lord on the surface, his actual power cannot be compared with that of the Heavenly Emperor at all. He is more like a symbol, a mascot who is pushed to the front of the stage in accordance with the will of the people. No one obeyed Ye Zhongyu's orders.
Demons are aristocratic politics, what are the origins of those demon kings, and what is Ye Chongyu's background? Ye Chongyu is a newcomer, how can he win the approval of the demon king who has ruled over ten generations in this area of Demon Realm? Except for Lei Lie City, no one in the other cities paid attention to Ye Zhongyu's orders. Ye Zhongyu shouted the slogan of war in order to centralize power.
War is the only means that can quickly gather various powers such as finance, government, army, and officials, and the slogan of war is also conducive to transferring the anger of immigrants and increasing the public's recognition of him. Ye Zhongyu urgently needed an actual performance to establish his position, but this time the battle was often unsuccessful.
The internal does not obey his dispatch, the logistics funds are not enough, it is better now, and the other side is quitting.
Ye Zhongyu was really tired.
In the annoyance, a wicked voice suddenly sounded: "Are you still a Demon Venerable? It's useless."
Ye Zhongyu was instantly vigilant. His waist was straight, his eyes were like eagles, and he glanced at the empty Demon Venerable tent alertly: "Who are you? Come out!"
Ye Zhongyu patrolled while secretly accumulating power. The voice sneered and sounded again: "Don't waste your efforts, you are not the opponent of this seat at all."
This time, Ye Zhongyu finally found the source of the sound. He looked back at the black magic bottle and doubted, "Is it you?"
"It's this seat." A wisp of black smoke emerged from the thin bottle mouth and turned into a vague human shape in mid-air. He wandered around the tent as if there was no one else around, and said in disgust, "The demons have already fallen to such a state, what a bunch of trash."
Ye Zhongyu sullenly asked, "Who are you?"
Ye Chongyu didn't know the origin of this bottle either. He only knew that after Yun Menghan disappeared and came back, there was suddenly a bottle with which to make a wish. Ye Zhongyu felt different, and secretly checked, and found that the bottle was suspected to be an ancient forbidden technique. Ye Chongyu was moved, and asked Yunmenghan about the ins and outs of the bottle, and after a little effort on the bed, he asked for the thing.
Then, he sent someone to the Great Wilderness to get the blood of the Wu clan, intending to slowly refine the bottle. Unexpectedly, the refining process was far more difficult than he imagined. The monster in the bottle did not know where it came from, and it was very difficult to control.
The war was about to start a few days ago, and Ye Zhongyu’s cultivation was far behind Ling Qingxiao. In order to win, he took risks and used half of the blood of the witch clan to open the seal, wanting to gamble on his own luck. However, before the battle started, Ling Qingxiao disappeared, and Ye Zhongyu had nowhere to prove how strong the ancient forbidden technique was.
After that, Ye Zhongyu felt that this thing was evil and could not be used for a long time, so she put it on the shelf. He has been staring at the movements of the Immortal Race for the past few days, and he even forgot the existence of the bottle.
The black smoke fluttered, suddenly entangled in front of Ye Zhongyu, and said quietly: "You don't need to know who this seat is. You only need to know that now, you can only rely on this seat."
"Joke." After all, Ye Chongyu has been in the Demon Realm for thousands of years, and he has long ceased to be as gullible as he used to be. He said, "This deity is a dignified demon, with a great reputation in the six realms. You, you are just a monster sealed in a bottle, and you can't even reach freedom. It's a joke that you dare to look down on this deity alone."
I don't know which word hit the sore spot of the forbidden soul. The black mist suddenly thickened, filled with resentment, and eroded holes in the tent. Ye Chongyu was shocked when he saw this, he immediately protected himself with demonic energy, and shouted sharply: "It's just a mere evil, and he is so presumptuous in front of the deity. Aren't you afraid that the deity will seal you completely?"
"Seal?" Hei Wu laughed, suddenly lowered his voice, leaned into Ye Zhongyu's ear and asked, "Are you really willing? You can sit on the Demon Venerable, all because of your brother's reputation. The kings of the Demon Realm are willing to It's also because you are Ling Qingxiao's half-brother that you are suitable to sit in the position of Demon Venerable to provoke Ling Qingxiao. If it wasn't for him, do you really think you could have come this far?"
Ye Zhongyu's pupils dilated, and there was obvious annoyance on his face. He was furious in his heart, but he knew that Forbidden Soul was right.
Ling Qingxiao is still the record holder of the Six Realms cultivation record. He fought several times when he competed for the Heavenly Emperor in the Kyushu Association, and was regarded as a model textbook for Six Realms practitioners. After Ling Qingxiao became the Emperor of Heaven, the internal control of the officials, the external strengthening of the military, the strength of the fairyland and the people's livelihood were significantly improved by several grades. He is a stern and powerful king, but he has to admit that during his reign, the power of the Immortal Realm has greatly increased in all aspects, and he is the leader in the Six Realms.
As for Ye Chongyu, the superior relies on inciting the people to shout slogans. After becoming a Demon Lord, in order to win the support of all forces, he had to maintain an ambiguous relationship with various witches. However, the Demon Race is not an Immortal Race. Those witches rolled into bed with him casually, but when they got out of bed, they immediately ignored it.
Isn't it common for the noble ladies of the Demon Race to have a dozen lovers at the same time
He patiently dealt with those Demon Clan ladies, but the result was very little. In the end, all Ye Zhongyu's achievements that he could achieve depended on Ling Qingxiao.
Ye Chongyu is far behind Ling Qingxiao in terms of cultivation, strength and political achievements, but by constantly shouting at Ling Qingxiao and making fuss about Ling Qingxiao, he has become an emperor as famous as Ling Qingxiao. Ye Zhongyu knew about this, and it was for this reason that he was extremely shy from mentioning it. Now being pierced by the forbidden soul, it can be said that he has stepped on Ye Zhongyu's minefield.
Ye Zhongyu said angrily, "You are a loser who is locked up in a bottle, what qualifications do you have to give pointers on the matter of the deity?"
The incompetent cannot fight back, but they are good at stepping on each other's feet. The forbidden soul was also provoked, and said sullenly: "No wonder you can't compare to him since you were a child. It turns out that you were a coward and a coward from the beginning. You can only live in his shadow all your life, and your supporters recommend it. You are in the upper position because you hope that you have the same ability as him, and your woman only regards you as his projection."
"Cultivation, power, wealth, fame, none of you can beat him. Even women."
Ye Zhongyu's face was ashen, he knew that the forbidden soul was deliberately angering him, but the other party succeeded. He heard the last sentence, his pupils dilated, and he asked, "Women?"
Ye Zhongyu knew that his personal strength was no match for Ling Qingxiao. When he was still the eldest son of Zhongshan, he discovered this very painfully. For the next few thousand years, he was constantly defeated by Ling Qingxiao in all aspects. When he was in Zhongshan, Ye Zhongyu comforted himself that Ling Qingxiao just practiced well and failed miserably in interpersonal relationships. Later, Ling Qingxiao came into the sight of Tiangong, and what he did far exceeded Ye Zhongyu. Ye Zhongyu had no choice but to comfort himself, Ling Qingxiao's cold and unsophisticated character was bound to be unpopular, and then Ling Qingxiao became the emperor of heaven, and he was resolute and resolute, and in just a few years, the heavenly realm was reorganized.
Ye Zhongyu only had the last bit of self-esteem left, and that was feelings. Although Ye Zhongyu was inferior to Ling Qingxiao in terms of cultivation, intelligence, and prestige, he had many women. No matter how powerful Ling Qingxiao is, he is still not a piece of wood and is destined to be alone for a lifetime.
As a result, now, he heard the woman from the mouth of the forbidden soul.
Ye Zhongyu tensed his face and asked, "Where did you start?"
There was gloating in the voice of the forbidden soul, and he said slowly: "You don't know yet, there is a woman beside Ling Qingxiao. That woman is a god that has disappeared for a long time, and is also the way of heaven in this world."
Ye Zhongyu was shocked: "What?"
"Otherwise, why do you think he left the front line and left alone? In order to free up more time, he also ordered the front line to retreat. He didn't calculate it, but calculated it to the extreme, and even his marriage must be in the best interest. ."
Ye Zhongyu seemed to have been smashed with a hammer, and his mind was still buzzing. He couldn't understand what the forbidden soul said, what heaven, what god? How is Ling Qingxiao possible
Ye Chongyu still refused to believe it, and said, "You were imprisoned in a silver bottle, and you haven't left the camp these days. How do you know what the deity doesn't know?"
"Heh." Forbidden Soul smiled disdainfully, hovered on the roof, and turned into an evil and charming man, "I'm a mere ants, you don't know anything about the power of this seat. On the first day she came back, this seat sensed it. .The way of heaven returns to her place, she herself is biased towards the immortals and the human race. If Ling Qingxiao takes her away, the emperor of heaven and the way of heaven will become one, you, and the demon world, what kind of power do you have?"
Ye Chongyu was greatly shocked, he thought it was false, but looking at the performance of the forbidden soul, and with his understanding of Ling Qingxiao, Ye Chongyu was horrified to find that this was probably true.
Seeing Ye Zhongyu taking the bait, Jinghun kept bewitching: "You can't let him succeed. You have to go one step ahead and destroy their feelings. Otherwise, you will be completely finished."
When Ye Zhongyu's soul was shaking, the sound of a subordinate's report suddenly came from outside. Ye Zhongyu suddenly woke up, stopped his soul for a while, turned into a puff of black smoke, and slowly returned to the bottle.
Ye Zhongyu calmed down and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Report back to Demon Venerable, the princess is back."
Yunmenghan? Ye Zhongyu frowned, she knew she would come back. Yun Menghan really didn't know the seriousness, she suddenly disappeared before the battle, and she regarded the military order as a child's play. Ye Zhongyu held back his anger and said, "Tell her to come in."
Ye Zhongyu was originally dissatisfied with Yunmenghan, and when she saw her returning with the high priest of the Wu clan, her displeasure was even greater. Ye Chongyu asked coldly, "Where have you been these days? The front line is about to fight, but you are leaving on your own. If you are kidnapped by the immortals, wouldn't it cause trouble for the deity?"
Yun Menghan was said to be embarrassed, she bowed her head, unable to refute. The high priest of the Wu tribe was unhappy and spoke for Yunmenghan: "Mozun, she is your wife, after she left, your first reaction was not to worry about her safety, it turned out that if she was kidnapped, it would cause trouble for you. She didn't leave without saying goodbye, and she didn't leave to be petty, but to accompany my Hui family to pay homage."
With others around, Ye Zhongyu's face softened a little, and said, "This deity is not blaming her, this deity is just too worried. What the deity said just now, isn't he afraid that something will happen to her?"
Yun Menghan's face slowly relaxed, and she knew that although Ye Zhongyu was rude, he was always fierce to her, but it was for her own good. Yunmenghan replied: "This way the high priest has protected me very well, and I was not injured."
The high priest protected her well? Ye Zhongyu sneered when he heard this, and Yunmenghan cried that he couldn't part with women, but Yunmenghan's ability to hook up with others was never bad.
Yun Menghan didn't notice the coldness in Ye Zhongyu's eyes, she paused, her voice was as thin as a mosquito, and said, "However, we met His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven in the Great Wilderness."
"Ling Qingxiao?" Ye Zhongyu's attention shifted immediately. He heard Ling Qingxiao went to the Great Wilderness, and his eyebrows jumped instinctively, "What is he doing there?"
"I don't know," said the high priest of the witch clan. "There is a woman beside him. It seems that he has a lot to do with him. I always feel that these two people have other plans."
Ye Zhongyu lowered his head, hiding the fear in his eyes. Ling Qingxiao actually went to the Great Wilderness and found the Wu tribe village. Does this mean that Ling Qingxiao knew something
Moreover, there was actually a woman beside him. Before Yunmenghan came back, Jinhun said about Heavenly Dao, and then Yunmenghan heard that Ling Qingxiao had a woman beside her, and the two groups of them had no chance to collude in advance, so it can be seen that what Jinhun said was true. .
Tiandao returned to his place, and was taken away by Ling Qingxiao first. Although Ye Chongyu hates Ling Qingxiao, it has to be said that Ling Qingxiao's skin looks good. If Ling Qingxiao used her face to conspire and let Heavenly Dao take the lead... Then the situation would be very unfavorable for the Demon Realm.
Ye Zhongyu scolded inwardly, no wonder Ling Qingxiao suddenly disappeared, he really thought that Ling Qingxiao had changed his sex, it turned out that Ling Qingxiao just saw a greater benefit.
Ye Chongyu regretted that he was already married at this time. If he knew this earlier, he should not have married Yun Menghan for the sake of a man's vanity and to defeat Ling Qingxiao in terms of women. With Yunmenghan there, trying to fight for the way of heaven has added a lot of difficulty out of thin air.
Ye Zhongyu's eyes flashed a lot of calculations, and when he looked up again, everything was calm. Ye Zhongyu said to Yun Menghan with an affectionate husband's tone, "It's good if you come back. You have worked hard on the way. Go back and rest. I will visit you later in the evening."
Yun Menghan's face suddenly burst into a smile and left sweetly. After Yun Menghan left, the high priest of the Wu clan no longer had any scruples, his face was completely sullen, and he said to Ye Zhongyu: "She is a good girl, she loves you wholeheartedly, and lost a child for you. You have to cherish her. , don't be half-hearted and hurt Miss Yun again."
"You should call her Princess." Ye Chongyu said coldly, "These trivial matters will be discussed later, the deity has other business affairs. Come, it is rumored that the Red Lotus Demon King and the Phoenix Prince are coming."
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"What?" Feng Yuchen was too surprised and stood up from his seat, "Tian Dao was hijacked by Ling Qingxiao?"
"That's right." Ye Chongyu said with a sad face, "Tiandao was silent when he appeared in the world, and the deity's negligence caused Tiandao to encounter such great danger. Tiandao first arrived, ignorant and ignorant, and was taken away by Ling Qingxiao first. It is because of this that I have not been on the front line for this period of time. As a demon, this deity must not sit back and watch Tiandao be deceived by such sanctimonious people as Ling Qingxiao. Who among you is willing to follow this deity to rescue Tiandao?"
This is not a trivial matter, Feng Yuchen is reckless and passionate, and his body is always full of a sense of justice that cannot be used up, and he responds immediately. The Wu people have always maintained the ancient tradition of offering sacrifices to the gods. The high priest of the Wu people heard that the last god in the world was in trouble, and immediately felt his responsibility.
The Red Lotus Demon King is different from the other two. He is an old fried dough stick, and he will not let Ye Zhongyu incite him. As for Ye Zhongyu's words, the Red Lotus Demon King only believed half of it.
The Red Lotus Demon King weighed the truth and asked, "There is no change in the Six Realms, how can you be sure that it is the way of heaven?"
Ye Chongyu looked at the Red Lotus Demon King, with deep meaning in his eyes: "Ling Qingxiao suddenly left the front line on the eve of the war, and accompanied a woman to the Great Eastern Land. Isn't this proof enough?"
Taking Ling Qingxiao as evidence, it was very convincing. The Red Lotus Demon King thought about it and quickly accepted this statement. He asked again, "Why did the Tao of Heaven come into being, and why did it flourish? Will she intervene in the affairs of the Six Realms?"
"The heart of the gods is hard to guess. But..." Ye Chongyu changed his tone and said, "If Ling Qingxiao is allowed to take her with her eyes and ears, she may be inclined to Ling Qingxiao."
Having said that, this is enough. The Red Lotus Demon King understood, closed the fan with a swipe, and said, "It is my responsibility to rescue the Heavenly Dao. I am willing to do my best."
The position has been unified, and the next step is how to implement it. Ye Chongyu thought about it for a while, and had a headache, and asked, "What can you do to restrain Ling Qingxiao?"
If you want to grab someone from Ling Qingxiao, um... well, it's very difficult.
The crowd fell into an eerie silence. After an embarrassing silence, the high priest of the Wu clan said slowly: "I may have a solution."
Everyone immediately turned their attention to him and asked, "What can I do?"
The high priest of the witch clan looked a little hesitant, but he seemed to have made up his mind before saying: "My clan has guarded a secret for generations, that is, the goddess Nuwa once left an artifact to the world in order to protect future generations. It's just that the patriarch made three orders and five applications. , until the necessary time, no one can use it. However, now that the Wu clan has been destroyed, and the heavenly way has been held hostage by the tyrant, I think it has come to the necessary time. If you don't use the artifact, the light will be gone."
What Nuwa left behind! Ye Zhongyu's eyes suddenly brightened, he didn't show it, and still asked quietly, "Where is the divine weapon?"
The Wu clan was silent for a long time, then looked up and said, "I can hand over the divine weapon that my clan has guarded from generation to generation, but you need to promise to avenge the innocent slaughter of my clan!"
There seemed to be a smile on the Red Lotus Demon King's lips, and Ye Zhongyu agreed, saying: "This is natural, I swear here that I will definitely find the real murderer who killed the entire Wu clan. Where is the artifact?"
The high priest of the witch tribe finally felt relieved and said, "In the underworld."
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The 15th day of the seventh month is the ghost festival in the mortal world. The mortals think that the gates of the ghosts open in July and reach the peak on the 15th day of the seventh month. The deceased relatives will return to the mortal world in these days. Therefore, the mortals make great efforts to build construction and every household burns paper to pay homage.
In the beginning, it was a festival to pay homage to ancestors and mourn the dead. Later, it became more and more entertaining. Today, it has become a celebration. The playful nature of the Ghost Festival is higher than commemoration, and mortals will even deliberately wear some ghost masks to scare people on the street. On the day of the Ghost Festival, the streets were crowded with people, monsters and monsters appeared, and it was extremely lively.
Luo Han and Ling Qingxiao were walking on the noisy street, watching a half-year-old boy running with candied gourd in his mouth, accidentally bumped into someone, he looked up to see the other side, and laughed.
"Your mask is strange, just like the real thing. Where did you buy it? I'll get one too."
There is also a family of three traveling, the child riding on his father's neck, shouting to see the juggling. The family stood and watched for a while, and the husband said to his wife, "This acrobatics class is really beheading, it's like bleeding out."
A scholar came across a beautiful woman under a row of lanterns. He was fascinated by his dreams. He dared to step forward and said, "Young lady, stay here. I dare to ask the girl how old she is, where she lives, and whether she can get married."
The woman who was approached smiled shyly, covered her face with a fan, and said, "The little girl is Nianfang sixteen, and she lives in Suzhou. If Langjun is interested, you can go to my house to propose marriage."
Her shadow was reflected on the screen behind her, and it was a skeleton.
Luo Han was silent for a long time, and asked Ling Qingxiao in a low voice, "You said, do they know that these are real ghosts?"
In order not to cause a stir, Ling Qingxiao and Luo Han had deliberately taken their breath away when they went out, and looked like ordinary people from the outside. Ling Qingxiao looked at the absurd scene of people and ghosts coexisting around, and said, "Those who don't know are not afraid, and those who don't know are not worried. It's a good thing that they don't know anything. In this way, at least they can immerse themselves in the celebration and enjoy themselves at ease."
Luo Han sighed that mortals enjoy ghost festivals, and even deliberately make all kinds of grotesque appearances, taking horror and bizarreness as beauty. As everyone knows, the real ghosts are among them.
On the fifteenth day of Zhongyuan, the gates of ghosts are wide open, hundreds of ghosts walk at night, and strangers should not approach.
Ling Qingxiao said: "The gate of hell has been opened, and it will be completely closed until July 30. We have half a month, let's go."
Luo Han nodded, they were here to find something in the underworld, not to stay in the mortal world for fun. July is the month when yin and yang blend together. On the first day of the seventh lunar month, the gate of ghosts slowly opens, and on the 14th, it fully opens. Luo Han and Ling Qingxiao waited in Dushuo Mountain until July 15th, just to wait for the moment when the gate of hell opened and Yinyang Road opened.
It was the Wangchuan River that extradited the souls into the underworld, so Luo Han and Ling Qingxiao entered the underworld this time through the waterway, from the Wangchuan River. Luo Han and Ling Qingxiao walked to the riverside. The people who set up the boat for the past few days were not ordinary people. Mr. Sew was sitting on the bow of the boat and singing. Hearing that there was business coming, he inadvertently glanced back. He didn't care about it at first, but when he saw the light on Ling Qingxiao's body, Duke Shou was slightly startled, and immediately looked straight: "I don't know what this venerable commander is?"
Ling Qingxiao concealed his own cultivation and identity, and the extradition scorpion couldn't see that Ling Qingxiao was the emperor of heaven, but the dragon spirit on Ling Qingxiao couldn't hide it. If nothing else, just talking about the identity of the Dragon Clan is enough to cheer up people in the Six Realms.
Ling Qingxiao said: "I want to enter the underworld, please guide me."
Hearing Ling Qingxiao's words, Duke Tie's face changed slightly and said, "Venerable sir, I have to remind you that the world is divided into six realms according to race, but according to life and death, it is only divided into two realms: Yin and Yang. If you enter the underworld, you will be bound by the order of life and death. Have you thought about it?"
Ling Qingxiao's expression did not change, and she said indifferently, "I know, lead the way."
Seeing that Ling Qingxiao's mind was over, the scorpion stopped persuading him. He held the long pole and turned the boat around for the guests to board. The boat swayed, but this level of turbulence was nothing to Luo Han and Ling Qingxiao. The two of them sat down, and soon, the boat started.
Luo Han was sitting on the boat, very close to the water, as if he could scoop the water with his hands. Ling Qingxiao saw her thoughts and said, "This river is connected to the Wangchuan River. There may be something unclear in the water. It's best not to touch it."
Ling Qingxiao had just finished speaking, when the cabin suddenly hit something, and a slender and fair arm stretched out from the water and gently held the edge of the boat.
"Young master doesn't like to hear this, the slave family. Is there something in the water that is unclear?"