After dealing with Yunbao Taoist, Zuo Lingquan returned to Yangcheng.

The riots in the middle of the night caused fires in many places in the city. Fortunately, the people who were in chaos were awake and under the organization of the government and many immortal masters, they were extinguishing the flames and rescuing the wounded.

Outside the county yamen, people from Yanjiazhuang were putting out fires everywhere to save people, while Yan Sanjie and a few immortal masters who were a little wise, were guarding the big crows.

Before Shangguan Lingye chased people, he did not forget this monster. He put a talisman on the crow to prevent him from escaping. At this time, the crow still remained in the ruins as it was.

Unlike the black dragon carp who cannibalism, the iron bell crow is a good bird in the barren mountains. There is no one in the recipe. When it causes chaos in the city, it is in a state of madness and is obviously secretly tampered by the Yunbao Taoist.

Cultivation is not easy, and even more so in spirit beasts. If you can practice to this point, you will have to say at least two hundred years. If you don’t understand the motivation, you will kill them directly without knowing the motivation. This is obviously inappropriate.

For this reason, Shangguan Lingye sealed the cultivation level of the big crow and handed it over to several immortal masters invited by Yanjiazhuang, asking them to go to Zhongzhou to find a contact person from the Tieli Mansion, and the monks who specialize in this path handled the matter, and by the way, they found a doctor for the paralyzed sword immortal Fan Jin.

Although the journey was extremely long and seemed very troublesome, several little immortal masters who came to eliminate demons agreed very simply - because Shangguan Lingye gave them a letter of recommendation. As long as he arrived at the contact point of the Iron Mansion, it would be easy to get into the door and become a disciple, and it would be easy to get into the status of a small worshiper. This is already a rare opportunity for the wandering cultivators who have no sects.

We will eliminate demons together and have some more or less aroused feelings. This move can be considered a conclusion of this fate. As for this way, it depends on their own luck.

In addition, although Taoist Yunbao was dead, the madness of the Yanjiazhuang family members showed no sign of improvement. It should be that the crux of the problem behind it has not been dug out.

Zuo Lingquan and others had no solution for the time being, so they could only ask Yan Sanjie and others to wait for news. They boarded the pleasure boat overnight and went to the Great Chen Kingdom to investigate where Yunbao Taoist often traveled back and forth in previous years...

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Before we knew it, it was already early in the morning and it was dawn in the east.

The small pleasure boat with lights is sailing peacefully in the sea of ​​clouds. You can see the red sun rising at the end of the sea of ​​clouds and the flying snow under your feet.

Xie Qiutao sat on the edge of the deck of the pleasure boat, his legs swaying in the air, looking at the sun in the sky, and the morning light shone the round face in red; the little dragon turtle that was always huddled in the shell was placed beside him, silently.

Duanzi, who had been busy all night, was already so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes. He squatted at the base of Xie Qiutao's legs and fell asleep, like a snowball squatting in his arms.

In the room of the pleasure boat, the few people naturally didn't sleep.

Zuo Lingquan stood at the window, first glanced at the red sun in the sky, then looked south, and said in confusion:

"Did Emperor Jiang come here? It's been all night. Could it be that he is still on the way?"

Shangguan Lingye sat behind the desk, with her slender legs on the desk, and her sitting posture was a bit indecent. Through the bottom of her skirt, she could even see the deepest stockings and suspenders. There was no outsider in the room, and she didn't cover her, after all, she was wearing it for men to see it.

Shangguan Lingye was holding the Taiping Wuwu card that he picked up from Yunbao Taoist in his hand. He was trying to break the ban on Linglong Pavilion. He heard this and said calmly:

"The master did not inform Jiang Jianhuang. Such trivial matters do not require such a mobilization of troops. As long as Taoist Yunbao believes that we can call people."

Tang Jingyan sat on the soft couch with her chest in her arms, still resenting Lingye's chasing her out of bed. He frowned and said:

"The other person didn't come, your master told me that he was here? What if the Yunbao Taoist did not leave and was waiting there?"

"He really dares to wait for the confrontation, which means he has no idea. We guessed wrongly, and just apologize is over."

"Aren't you, who are afraid of having knots in your mind and unable to lie?"

"You can't be ashamed of your heart. How can you have a knot in a dignified plot?..."

...

The two women chatted together.

Zuo Lingquan couldn't get into the mouth, and it was difficult to sit alone in front of a wife. He could only stand at the window, staring at Lingye, which seemed to be able to see, but also seemed to be unable to see anything.

But she was not very good at being a good person, and she noticed it soon after. Her eyes were sore, and she probably said "Fox Meizi" secretly. She wanted to pull up her skirt, but she couldn't show Lingye's sexy and cold attitude, for fear of being backfired, so she finally let it go.

Zuo Lingquan noticed the gaze behind him, quickly put away his eyes, and acted as if nothing had happened:

"I'll go back and take a look."

As he said that, he came to the rear of the cabin and opened the sliding door.

The cabin is not large in scale, and there is little use in the back of the sleeping room, and the space is very small. Apart from the dressing table, there is only a soft bed with the stern window left.

At this time, the bedroom was filled with clouds and mist, and there was a spiritual energy that never dispersed.

Wu Qingwan, wearing a long cloud-white dress, overlapped her hands up and down, held the peach pits, and sat cross-legged on the soft bed.

The monk must devote himself to retreat. The six consciousnesses are closed and cannot sense the outside world. Qingwan's face has no expression on her face, but she is still soft and charming. Especially in the posture of sitting cross-legged, the waist and back are straightened, making the waist and hip curves perfect, and the already magnificent lace makes it difficult to look away.

Zuo Lingquan did not disturb Qingwan, but just leaned against the wall and carefully looked at every detail on Qingwan's body.

Beside Qingwan, aside from a few books of martial arts and elixirs, there was also a small wooden box; there was no need to mention what was contained in the wooden box. The reason why it was placed in front of it was because Qingwan did not have Linglong Pavilion and was left to him for safekeeping, for fear of being confiscated by Lingye.

Perhaps because he was afraid that when he was in seclusion, Lingye secretly took it away, and he carefully wrote "Don't move" on the wooden box.

Zuo Lingquan laughed in his heart - this time he got a Linglong Pavilion from Taoist Yunbao. Qingwan would not have to hold a box wherever he went. He just didn't know how big the Linglong Pavilion was. If the space was large enough, maybe Qingwan could also study some large cultivation tools...

Wow—

While Zuo Lingquan was traveling thousands of miles, the sliding door beside him opened again.

Shangguan Lingye, wearing a gorgeous palace dress, appeared at the door, hugged his chest, leaned against the door frame, and glanced at Qingwan:

"I haven't seen enough outside, so I ran in and hid and watched?"

Zuo Lingquan looked calm and shook his head and said:

"What are you talking about? I'm thinking about things related to cultivation."

"Yeah?"

Shangguan Lingye didn't believe it at all, leaned forward a little, and hooked up the sliding door with his palace shoes:

"Let me tell you, I'm fine on the way, I just happened to help you solve your doubts."

Zuo Lingquan was stunned for a moment, looking at his clear and beautiful eyes, feeling... he felt like this look was about to eat people!

He stood up straight, looked at Qingwan with his eyes closed and sat cross-legged:

"Solve doubts here? Qingwan..."

"She is in seclusion. As long as you don't destroy the formation, she won't even feel anything even if you stand upside down."

"Stand-stand?...No, I mean..."

"Isn't it appropriate to steal her man in front of Qingwan?"

Shangguan Lingye narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his hand lightly, slid down the edge of the collar of the palace skirt, and pulled a little apart, revealing the hollow lace among the flowers:

"It's not that she has never done anything to steal her niece next door. She can do it, but I can't do it?"

"You know it's next door, if you're in front of you..."

Zuo Lingquan didn't care about the occasion, and felt that Wan was not suitable for the moment. If Qingwan woke up and saw this scene, she would be so angry that she would go back to her parents' home.

He hugged Lingye's waist and wanted her to go out for details.

But Shangguan Lingye's style of walking in the room has always been, "If you want me, I won't give me, if you don't want me, I will give me," so he didn't move, and pointed his finger at Zuo Lingquan's chest and pushed him onto the bed.

"What about your courage?? Well?"

"Oh! Lingye, you respect yourself..."

...

The two of them had just pulled back and forth for a while, and Jingyan, who was waiting outside, realized something was wrong.

Wow—

The door opened again, Jingyan glanced in suspiciously and found that Shangguan Lingye was flirting with Zuo Lingquan, and her collar was open. Her eyes were full of mind, and she raised her hand and closed Shangguan Lingye's collar:

"Lingye, Qingwan is in seclusion. What should you do if you mess around and make her angry?"

Shangguan Lingye's face was not red, and he stood up straight and pulled Zuo Lingquan out;

"Yes, then I'll go outside and you'll take care of it here so that Qingwan won't make a mistake."

“Eh?”

Tang Jingwen was not willing to be left aside. She followed her out and squeezed between the two of them, hugging Zuo Lingquan's arm:

"Why? Why don't you let the house go?"

Shangguan Lingye came to the carved soft couch, sat sideways with his legs crossed, and his plump buttocks were resting on his calves, and he put on a very noble position, hooked his fingers at Zuo Lingquan:

"I'm putting the air in the house. Who is he practicing with? You can watch it from the side. The soft couch is small. You can sit behind the desk."

?

What is the difference between this and her mouth looking at her when she eats someone else?

Tang Jingwen did not let go of his arm and thought about it in his mind:

"Why can't I practice with Xiao Zuo? I came here this time just to give him the fire of his life. This is the main thing."

Zuo Lingquan has been busy dealing with crazy things recently and has not had time to talk about this. He heard this and pulled Jingyan to the soft couch, sat between the two of them, and asked:

"By the way, how can I give this life fire?"

Tang Jingyun knew nothing about practice, so he didn't know what to do, so he shook his head and said:

"Her master didn't tell me, so I asked myself to find a way."

Shangguan Lingye put away his cold and charming expression, but put his legs on Zuo Lingquan's legs and supported his side face with his hands:

"You have to give me one..."

"Call me, Sister Wei."
To be continued...