Kill That Man

Yu Qingyao thought of this, called Luo Qing again, asked the scene of the previous war between Floating Mountain Sect and Liuyun Sect, focusing on the extent of the war, and how the truce would be.

Luo Qing asked her, ran to Tibetan Sutra Peak, borrowed Zongmen History Book to give Yu Qingyao.

Hundreds of millions of words of history, all the great things that have happened to Jomtien for hundreds of thousands of years.

Yu Qingyao didn't have time to look at it all. She chose to look at the parts of the two wars, so she also looked at it for five days.

It's still because she's incredible right now, and she can do it at a glance.

If you're a regular reader, you're afraid to read it for a month or two.

Yu Qingyao spent another day fine-tuning. Ultimately, she concluded that the two battles were mediated by other superordinates, usually too many elders on both sides, and even by the Patriarch.

Da Luo Tian is a big world, but there are few existing sects.

In ancient times, the Taoists were thousands.

In constant competition, countless sects rose and collapsed, and Dao Gate gradually formed its current pattern, which hasn't changed much in nearly 100,000 years.

The Great Gate of Heaven now has six super gates and ten large gates. Little or no Sect Gate.

There are now four hundred and eighty nations in Da Luo Tian.

Super gates tend to occupy dozens of countries in a row, while large gates have several countries.

Bulk doors are sandwiched between Super Sects and become battlefields or buffer zones for Super Sect fights.

Massive Gates are often resplendent and replaced, but Super Gates remain unchanged.

Any battle between the two Super Sects, once it reaches the point where it is almost complete, will be mediated by the other Super Sects together, suppressing both sides and forcing them to truce.

This has become the norm.

However, as the warring parties have already fired, there will often be a bloody battle before the truce.

An endless bloody battle to end previous grievances.

The scale of such bloody warfare is often modest, but particularly devastating.

Not only the Dormitory Elite, but an extinct genius whose death would make Super Sect feel sore.

To be honest, this kind of bloody battle often comes out as a fax disciple.

The losing party, arguably the elite, often takes hundreds of years to regain its vitality.

In the worst of all, the disciples of Liuyun Sect Fax were extinguished, and only three of the disciples of Fushan Sect Fax survived.

The disciples who survived the bloody battle held power in the hands of the Zongmen before their lives, and Weizhen worldly. After their death, they were named Green History, and Wanshi admired them as future generations.

After summarizing this, Yu Qingyao was very disturbed.

Because she is now a true disciple, she has escaped the current war, but once the blood battle has appeared, she will most likely be forced to leave.

She hates fighting naturally, and the other disciples of Floating Mountain Sect will feel obliged and honored to fight for the Sect, but she doesn't think so at all.

She's scared when she thinks the opponent is the real disciple.

Facsimile disciples are not the world leaders killed by the Blood Sea of the Dead Mountain. The realm of cultivation is generally frightening. Xiang Xuande is about to reach the realm of the realm of the realm of the realm of the realm of the realm of the realm of the realm of the realm of the realm of the realm of the realm of the realm of the realm of the realm of the realm of the realm of the realm of the realm of the realm of the realm of the realm of the realm of the realm of the realm of the realm of the realm of the realm of the realm of the With full fire, Ji Xuande was able to beat most of the hijackers and flee.

In the blood war, Yu Qingyao may have a chance to escape if he encounters a fax disciple.

She can't escape if she meets Liu Yunzheng's core fax disciple. The first is that the strength difference is too great, and the other party will definitely own no less than her, even better. If you don't, a photo face will be taken for seconds.

She couldn't help it, she was too weak, and Floating Mountain Sect gave her fairies, and she didn't need them for nothing.

Yu Qingyao prayed to herself, hoping that two random fights would be done. Don't go up in the head, don't fight until you want blood.

Never send her down, even in a bloody battle.

She prayed that her identity as a fairy would be useful and that the senior members of the Sect would not hesitate to send her to die.

With this anxiety, Yu Qingyao became more and more concerned about the war process and sent his followers out every few days to ask.

After the period of suspension, Young Lady Yu Qingyao accompanied Ji Xuande to send out the funeral.

The white family followed the journey and saw Yu Qingyao with Ji Xuande.

She suddenly understood a poem when she looked at Yao Yiu as if he were stabbing her in the back: Thousand Husbands said, "There is no disease."

Yu Qingyao glanced at Ji Xuande. When she saw that he was not moving, she also looked thick as if she did not know.

A pedestrian flew off to the ancestral land of the Bai family.

Yu Qingyao's first trip, looking at the mountain river below, was particularly kind.

In front of the graveyard mountain, the people landed, and sixteen Taoists carried their hearts up the mountain.

Yu Qingyao followed Ji Xuande, and Ji Xuande's face showed her sorrow.

Yu Qingyao whispered, “Brother Xuande, I'm sorry for your loss. ”

Ji Xuande nodded gently.

In mourning, the spiritual pivot enters the earth and the tombstone rises.

Elder Bai politely said to Ji Xuande: "Please go back now! ”

Ji Xuande listened and stared at the tombstone silently.

Yu Qingyao looked at the symbol on the tombstone and couldn't help but sweat.

White Moon Plum Tomb!

She didn't feel it when she came along. It was only then that she realized it wasn't right.

As a matter of fact, Mrs Ji should be buried in Ji's ancestral land. The tombstone should bear the name of Lady Ji, not the White House. Nor is there a name on the tombstone for Ji Xuande. Just looking at the tombstone, it is completely impossible to see that she has a financial relationship with Ji Xuande.

Considering that Elder Bai had just referred to Ji Xuande as Prince Ji, not Xuande or her son-in-law, she immediately realized that she was afraid that Ji Xuande would no longer see Bai Yue Mei as his wife, so the Bai family was very upset.

She just doesn't understand why the White House acquiesces to this result.

Ji Xuande turned around and left without a word.

Yu Qingyao nodded to the Bai family and busily followed Ji Xuande down the mountain.

Along the way, Ji Xuande remained silent.

At the bottom of the mountain, Yu Qingyao probed: “Brother Xuande, why is your wife not buried at Ji's house? ”

Ji Xuande glanced deeply at her and said, "Don't ever mention her again. ”

Yu Qingyao stunned for a moment and couldn't help but ask: "Why? ”

Ji Xuande said faintly: “It was not more than a day before she reached Fang Zheng's hand, but Fang Zheng was a hungry ghost in color. ”

Yu Qingyaoshi understood, consoling: “Brother, sister-in-law is also compelled, she doesn't want to. ”

Ji Xuande nodded and said, "I don't want to hear her name again. ”

Yu Qingyao nodded silently. Spit in my heart: Deadly feuds, this world is so unfair to women. It turns out that for this reason, Baiyue Mei can't even get into Ji's grave. It's pathetic! I'm sure she'll die!

She looked back at the green mountain behind her eyes, full of mercy.

Ji Xuande looked into his eyes and shook his head in secret. He thought: "She is so kind, so soft, there is really no way, I am afraid to be the mistress of the Patron.

Think about it: such Yao is the only thing that reassures me! If she's harsh and ambitious, it's not good. Good is deceitful, soft is controlling. Without my eyes, nothing would happen to her.

He looked softly at Yu Qingyao's eyes and smiled: "Let's go back! ”

“Mmm!” Yu Qingyao smiled and flew back to Sect with him.