"What, he's dead?"
The lovely eyes of the woman in plain clothes suddenly opened wide, full of shock.
Princess Yanyang nodded extremely calmly: "I just learned about this a while ago."
When the woman in plain clothes heard this, her eyes couldn't help but darken. She was silent for a few seconds and turned into a sigh:
"Well, looking back, I seem to still remember his cute and shy face when he saw us. In fact, at that time, I already knew that he would become the indirect furnace of the Fire Emperor. Unfortunately, we were young and couldn't There was no way to stop it, and later he was imprisoned in the underground palace for cultivation. As time passed, we also forgot about it. Unexpectedly, if we mention it again now, he is already dead."
"I have never forgotten it!" Princess Yan Yang closed her eyes slightly and responded lightly.
"What?" The woman in plain clothes suddenly widened her eyes and said in shock: "Then... then why didn't you stop it?"
"Because my father wanted to go further, and Xu Que was the most suitable candidate at the time. He had the Heavenly Fire Spiritual Root and had no relatives, so my father asked Concubine Huan to pretend to be me for six years and also accompany Xu Que. After six short years, he finally waited until he entered the golden elixir stage before the Heavenly Fire Spiritual Root was sucked out of his body. I think this is a kind of compensation for a wandering orphan who should have starved to death on the street." Princess Yanyang He said, his voice flat.
"It turns out that Concubine Huan has been pretending to be you and accompanying Xu Que all these years. With her charm skills and transformation skills, it is really not difficult to deceive someone in the golden elixir stage. No wonder I rarely see her in the palace in recent years. She showed up. But... I still think that Xu Que is quite pitiful." The beautiful eyes of the woman in plain clothes were full of unbearable.
Princess Yanyang was unmoved, her expression did not fluctuate at all, and she said indifferently: "Everyone has his own destiny, and he is not the only poor person in the world. Besides, his death is not worthless. Concubine Huan sucked him away. After replenishing the Heavenly Fire Spiritual Root in his body, he transferred it to my father. Now my father has begun to sprint towards the seventh level. If he can succeed, it will be a good thing for the Huo Yuan Kingdom."
"Alas..." The woman in plain clothes closed her eyes lightly, sighed slightly, and said no more.
Just after a few breaths, she suddenly opened her eyes again and said in surprise: "Wait a minute, do you think this Xu Que and that Xu Que are the same person? How about I go inquire and see if there is that Xu Que?" The missing portrait is a good way to see what kind of person he is!"
Princess Yanyang shook her head: "There are so many people with the same name, there is no need to make a fuss. Besides, Xu Que in the palace is already dead, and all his cultivation was drained before his death. Even if he survives, there is no need to make a fuss." If he loses his spiritual roots, it will be impossible for him to practice again."
"That's true. After all, there is no medicine in this world that can make people grow spiritual roots again." The woman in plain clothes nodded suddenly.
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At this time, Xu Que had already left the small teahouse and continued on his way to the imperial city.
He didn't know that the person he had fucked was just a fake princess, and she was also a concubine of the emperor.
Along the way, he hummed a little tune and from time to time used the Three Thousand Thunder Movement Technique to climb over the mountains and ridges.
Whenever he encounters some large jungles, he will stop immediately and walk in to hunt monster beasts. He will also catch a few ordinary beasts and roast them.
Over the past few days, Xu Que's experience points have increased a lot, but he has gained very little from his pretentiousness. He has encountered several weaker monks on the way, and they were all shocked by his black robe and Xuan Zhong ruler. , which brought him dozens of points of pretentiousness.
However, no matter how small the mosquito legs are, they are still meat, and Xu Que cannot possibly dislike them.
Until that day, Xu Que was passing by the foot of a big mountain, and a village appeared in front of him. His eyes immediately lit up and he hurried up.
Wherever there are people, there is an opportunity for him to show off!
But after approaching the entrance of the village, Xu Que suddenly discovered that there were some monks wandering around the village, and not just one or two, but a large group!
"I'll go, it's so lively, it's time to show off!" Xu Que immediately joined in.
After that, he realized that something was not simple. An old man and a young man were kneeling on the ground.
It was an old woman, holding an eleven or twelve-year-old child tightly, begging for mercy from the monks with tears streaming down her face.
"Please let my grandson go. I beg you. Before his death, his parents told him never to let their child become an immortal. He can just live an ordinary life. I beg you, don't let him Taken away..." The old man cried sadly.
A middle-aged man in the golden elixir stage said: "Old man, you don't know something. This child has a spiritual root talent that is rare in a century. If he joins my Wuxiang sect, he will definitely achieve something in the future. He will be better than his parents." Stronger."
"No, no matter how strong you are, let's go." The old man became a little excited.
The middle-aged man's face suddenly darkened: "Old man, so many of us are here for the sake of your dead son and daughter-in-law. After all, they were once my disciples, but if you are so unreasonable, you will Don’t blame us for robbing people.”
"If you want to rob someone, you have to step over my body." The old man hugged the child tightly.
The child also opened his arms and protected the old man behind him. He stared at the group of monks in front of him and said loudly: "Don't bully my grandma. You are all bad people. You are the ones who killed my parents. They told me before they died." I don’t want to talk to you.”
"Haha, Tongtong, the death of your parents was just an accident, but we are also very guilty, so we want to take you back to the Wuxiang Sect and train you well, which can be regarded as making up for your parents. Come, follow your uncle. "The middle-aged man smiled.
The child immediately shook his head: "I won't go."
The smile on the middle-aged man's face suddenly disappeared, and a trace of impatience flashed in his eyes. He said directly to the monks next to him: "Forget it, let's grab him. Try not to hurt the old man."
"Yes!" Several monks in the alchemy stage responded at the same time and walked towards the old man and the child.
The old man hugged the child tightly and cried out: "No, we can't take him away. I have already let you kill my only son, and I can never give you my grandson again."
"That's not up to you!" Several monks snorted coldly and reached out to push the old man away.
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This scene all fell in Xu Que's eyes, making him feel bad all of a sudden.
Damn it, you bully the elderly and rob children in broad daylight, you scum!
"Stop it!" Xu Que shouted loudly immediately, wearing a black robe and carrying a Xuan Zhong ruler, he strode over.
Many monks were suddenly startled and turned to look over.
The middle-aged man from before just walked out of the crowd, looked at Xu Que a few times, frowned and said: "Fellow Taoist, this is a family matter of my Wuxiang Sect, please stay out of your own business!"
"Who said I have to meddle in other people's business?" Xu Que shouted with a glare.
"Then what are you doing?"
"I'm a robber, put your head in your hands and squat down!"