Miao Yi, who had his ear pressed against Xiahou Ta's lips, froze as well. He could feel the last bit of transcendence energy draining from Xiahou Ta's body. His hand felt weak, and his gaze slowly fell on Xiahou Ta's hand, which was still holding onto him.
Miao Yi slowly rose to his feet, stirring the air around him. Xiahou Ta's body was immediately covered in ash, and the drifting ash quickly caused Xiahou Ta to lose his human form, as if a gust of wind had blown past a fragile sculpture.
Miao Yi flipped his hand and took out a storage ring. With a wave of his sleeve, he invoked his arts, and the drifting ash swirled like a column of smoke into the storage ring.
"Haah!" Looking at the storage ring in his hand, Miao Yi sighed softly, then tossed it to Yan Xiu to deal with.
He then turned around and saw Yun Zhiqiu standing quietly behind him. He sighed again, "Xiahou Ta has seen the world in his life, but even in death, he is nothing more than this!"
Seeing that Miao Yi was in low spirits, Yun Zhiqiu stepped forward and held his hand, asking, "What did he say in the end?"
Miao Yi was silent for a moment, then said, "He didn't say much. I think he mentioned Gao Guan."
"Gao Guan?" Yun Zhiqiu asked doubtfully, "You mean the Celestial Court's Supervising Minister of the Right, Gao Guan?"
Miao Yi asked, "There shouldn't be anyone else that he mentioned Gao Guan, right?"
Yun Zhiqiu asked, "What did he mean by mentioning Gao Guan?"
What did he mean? Miao Yi turned to look at the empty stone couch. He also wanted to know why Xiahou Ta had suddenly mentioned Gao Guan, but it didn't stop him from thinking about it. They were currently talking about Lord White, so Xiahou Ta wouldn't have mentioned Gao Guan for no reason. It was very likely that he was referring to the relationship between Gao Guan and Lord White. Could Gao Guan be the spy in the Celestial Court? Xiahou Ta left before he could explain himself. Gao Guan's name had suddenly popped up out of nowhere. Miao Yi could only make this connection, but he couldn't be sure. If that wasn't what he meant, then he might end up looking for Gao Guan instead.
'Could Gao Guan be the spy?' Miao Yi pondered as he slowly walked out of the silent quarters. In his mind, he was combing through everything he knew about Gao Guan.
Yun Zhiqiu, who was slowly following behind him, did not disturb him. Instead, he paid close attention to the side profile of Miao Yi's face and sighed inwardly. The silly kid from the Mystic Arts Temple, the waiter from the Tempest Tavern, the cheeky smile and the hot-blooded roar could no longer be seen on him. A simple sense of happiness had left him, replaced by the shrewdness of the Heavenly King of the Southern Army.
To be honest, she did not like the Niu Tianwang who could scare a lot of people with just a movement of his eyebrows. She preferred the silly boy who was always smiling …
Several days later, inside the study, Miao Yi was seated behind his desk. Yun Zhiqiu placed a cup of tea in front of him, her bright eyes sweeping across Miao Yi as she said, "I received news from the Left Commandant. They know that some of the Left Commandant's men have indeed disappeared for thousands of years. They are unable to find out the specifics, and the Imperial Guards are not allowed to ask each other about the missions they've been assigned. Based on the statistics of the missing men from the various divisions, there should be around two to three million of them, and all of them are elites. I'm sure the exact number is higher than that. "
Miao Yi took a sip of tea, then put down the teacup and said, "I received news from the Xiahou Clan. Defeating Armies's second-in-command, Ximen Wuye, has also disappeared for thousands of years. It's the same for some of the generals under him as well. In terms of time, it matches up with those who have lost contact with us. During that period of time, only the Left Commandant's men disappeared. The Right Commandant's situation doesn't seem to be the same. "
Yang Qing mused, "It looks like Xiahou Ta's words might be true. However, from the looks of it, Your Highness has been going in and out of the Primordial Wastelands repeatedly without incident. I'm not sure if they haven't found a chance to make a move, or if something else is going on. Or maybe our guess is wrong."
Yang Zhaoqing said, "No matter what, since we've already predicted that there might be danger, Your Highness should not take any more risks for now. Let's investigate the situation first."
Miao Yi said, "That won't be difficult. Charcoal still has some influence in the Primordial Wastelands. The Primordial Evil Spirits are already terrified by Charcoal. No one would dare to disrespect Charcoal. I will have Charcoal command the Primordial Evil Spirits to thoroughly investigate the Primordial Evil Spirits later. What I'm thinking now is, regardless of whether Lord Qing's men have infiltrated the Primordial Wastelands or not, if he really has such a plan, how should we deal with it? Do we really have to start a war with him? "
The few of them fell silent...
After leaving the inner quarters of the Prince Manor, Yang Qing slowly walked to the vicinity of his own residence, deep in thought. Not long after he turned the corner, he suddenly heard a disdainful voice, "You're always full of shameful thoughts."
Yang Qing was taken aback and raised his head. He couldn't help but smile. What a coincidence. It was none other than Su Yun, who had just come out of her residence.
Su Yun's residence was right next to him. Actually, this area was where the servants or stewards of the Prince Manor lived. Yang Qing also lived in this area, so it wasn't far from here.
Yang Qing walked closer and smiled, "What shameful thoughts do I have?"
Su Yun stared at his mask and sneered, "Do you even have the face to see others?"
Yang Qing chuckled, "If you want to take it off, then take it off. I won't hide. Anyway, it doesn't matter whether you take it off or not."
When Su Yun heard this, she gnashed her teeth in hatred. She couldn't hold back her anger and suddenly made a move, tearing off the mask on Yang Qing's face.
Yang Qing was taken aback, he didn't expect this.
When the mask was in her hand, Su Yun was also taken aback. She didn't expect that she would actually do this. She had been bullied by Yang Qing for so many years that she couldn't hold back her anger. At this moment, her beautiful eyes couldn't help but stare at Yang Qing's white sideburns and slightly thin face. She felt like she had seen him somewhere before, but at the same time, she also felt like she hadn't seen him before. His eyes were filled with a deep depth.
Yang Qing stretched out his hand to take back his mask, and Su Yun hurriedly handed it back.
Who would have thought that at this moment, Yang Qing's hand that was grabbing the mask would suddenly grab Su Yun's wrist and pull it. Su Yun was caught off guard and directly collided with Yang Qing. She was already in Yang Qing's embrace, and his warm and thick lips directly pressed against hers.
Su Yun felt as if she had been struck by lightning. Her eyes widened and she suddenly struggled to push Yang Qing away. At the same time, she gave him a fierce slap.
She saw Yang Qing standing there motionless, smiling at her. The thought of withdrawing her hand flashed through her mind, but she still didn't.
Yang Qing didn't move, nor did he dodge.
Pa! A loud and clear slap landed on Yang Qing's face. Yang Qing didn't put up any defense, and his face was slapped crookedly. Blood directly flowed from his mouth and nose, and the blood was flung far away.
A clear palm print appeared on his crooked face, and blood was also dripping from his mouth and nose. Yang Qing slowly turned his head to look at her, a forced smile on his face, but he didn't say a word.
Su Yun was stunned again. She didn't think that Yang Qing would actually not dodge, nor did he put up any defense. He just took her slap, and the blood that dripped on his chest was bright red and glaring.
Yang Qing took a step forward and got closer to her. He reached out to take the mask in her hand, and then grabbed her wrist, pulling her into his embrace.
Su Yun also didn't understand what was going on. After struggling for a bit, Yang Qing refused to let go no matter what. She actually buried her head in Yang Qing's embrace and began to cry. Choking with sobs, she punched Yang Qing hard. "Why do you bully me like this, why won't you let me go …" Even though she was trying her best to control her crying, it seemed that she was really sad.
All these years, Yang Qing had never let her off the hook ever since she signed the 'Grave after Death' contract. He kept finding ways to torture her. Su Yun, who was initially quite confident in her intelligence, was almost driven to the brink of collapse by Yang Qing. Yang Qing had completely crushed her in terms of intelligence. All these years, Yang Qing had been bullying her for fun, causing her to start doubting life itself. Whenever she saw Yang Qing, she would feel guilty and almost lose confidence in herself. All she could do when facing Yang Qing was to be stubborn.
"I'm sorry, I only did that because I like you!" Yang Qing whispered softly in her ear.
Su Yun completely lost control of her tears, and punched him hard.
Yang Qing bent over and held her legs in the crook of his arm, and directly carried her into her courtyard …
On the couch, Su Yun curled up naked on her side. Her hair was disheveled, and her back was facing Yang Qing. Her eyes were a little dazed. She was really dazed. Thinking back to the unsightly scene just now, she didn't know how she could have foolishly done that with him. She didn't even know who he was.
Leaning against her back, Yang Qing held her in his arms without saying a word, and one of his palms moved up and down her body.
After a long period of silence, the sky outside the window gradually darkened. Yang Qing softly said, "I didn't expect you to still be a virgin. I paid the price in blood, and you also paid the price in blood. We are even now!"
"Shameless!" Su Yun muttered and cursed.
Yang Qing said, "What else do you want to curse?"
"Get lost!" Su Yun bit her lip and shouted.
Yang Qing sat up beside her, and said calmly, "Xiahou Ta actually isn't dead."
Su Yun abruptly turned to look at him, her eyes filled with shock. "What happened?"
"I'm leaving." Yang Qing got off the couch and picked up his clothes.
Su Yun gritted her teeth and said, "Speak clearly!"
Yang Qing casually tossed his clothes aside, and fell back down to hug her. "You're the one who won't let me go …"
In the Desolate Wasteland, on a mountain peak that was formed from the aura of death, Charcoal swaggered into a mountain village with a few evil spirits escorting him.
A group of evil spirits had already gathered in the village. When they saw Charcoal enter, the men and women all cupped their fists and greeted, "Master Charcoal!"
Their voices were filled with passion, respect, and fear.
"Hehe!" Charcoal smiled and waved at the crowd. He directly walked toward a seat that had been set up on the steps of the main hall, and sat down in front of the crowd with a look of arrogance.
The table in front of him was filled with plates of spiritual pearls of various colors. Without a word, Charcoal grabbed a handful and stuffed them into his mouth. He gulped them down, and as if he was still not satisfied, he immediately picked up another large plate of spiritual pearls and poured them into his mouth.
The group of evil spirits standing below felt their scalps go numb. They all knew that this Master Charcoal not only ate spiritual pearls, but also humans. When he was unhappy, he would grab an evil spirit and tear off their limbs, stuff them into his mouth, or just hug them and chew on them.
After pouring two large plates of spiritual pearls into his mouth, Charcoal wiped his mouth and patted his stomach. He chuckled at the crowd and said, "I've gathered everyone here today because I have a small favor to ask. I just don't know if everyone is willing to do it."
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