Xiao Qingwu's true qi nourishment is very special. Perhaps because of the true qi attribute, it is completely different from the feeling of other warriors who input true qi to help you sort out the meridians. It feels like you are soaking in warm water, with countless small hands gently massaged, all the fatigue is slowly removed, blocking the dry acupoints and rejuvenating new buds.

Xue Mu felt so comfortable that he fell asleep directly.

Before going to bed, I thought in a daze that my little apprentice's hand is better than any gold medal technician. I didn't know how to use it when I cried...

The fragrant wind blows by.

Qin Wuye appeared in the house.

Mo Xuexin suddenly realized that she was in a mess and she was completely out of vigilance. If Qin Wuye had just launched a sneak attack, she would have fallen into it...

Qin Wuye looked at her expression coldly, as if guessing what she was thinking, and said indifferently: "What? It's awkward to set up a room with me? I subconsciously thought of fighting?"

Mo Xuexin sighed: "I have been hostile for many years, so I am naturally more sensitive. It's because Xuexin has not adapted to the situation yet, so don't blame him."

Qin Wuye was a little surprised: "Xue Mu has done so much, but he hasn't seen you have a lot of soft attitude. Why are you willing to say soft words to me?"

Mo Xuexin said nothing.

Qin Wuye's eyes turned and suddenly realized: "Actually, you want to say something soft to him, but you can't erase your sternness? He doesn't have that little thing about men and women to me, so he can be more relaxed, and he has something to say?"

Mo Xuexin looked down at Xue Mu who was asleep peacefully, and after a long time, she said, "I never owe anyone in my life... But this time I owe Manager Xue too much, I don't know how to deal with it."

Qin Wuye was really interested in coming to find trouble, but he was silent after hearing this.

Character determines destiny.

Xue Mu did not come for Mo Xuexin, but for the general trend. If Mo Xuexin's attitude is comfortable, she doesn't need to say anything at all. Xue Mu will do his best to plan a counterattack on Qixuan Valley for her, and then establish good friendship and cooperation between the two sides. This is beneficial to Xue Mu's overall strategy. As for whether to develop men and women, that is another matter. Even if it is to develop, Xue Mu will use some romantic means to fish afterwards.

But Mo Xuexin's pride changed the situation... Qin Wuye could almost conclude that with Xue Mu's temperament, he would not take the initiative to help, and most of them would have to make requirements.

In fact, this makes Qin Wuye feel more comfortable. If she takes the initiative to help, even if she knows that it is just for the general trend, she will not feel comfortable. Why should she please flatter her from the bed to cooperate with him? An enemy like Mo Xuexin doesn't give anything? So Qin Wuye's face has always been stinky.

This time, Mo Xuexin did it himself, so let's wait for everyone to make a deal together.

The witch felt much more relieved and started to smile again: "It's not easy to repay kindness? What's the use of a woman's skin besides being appreciated by men?"

"You!" Mo Xuexin's face turned red. She wanted to have an attack, but she seemed to be afraid of disturbing Xue Mu's rest. She held back and said in a low voice: "Hehuan Witch, indeed, has no shame."

"Shame?" Qin Wuye smiled even more happily: "I'm just waiting to see if Master Mo, who is known as a righteous person, cares more about the captured disciples in the valley, or his shame."

After saying that, he leaned over and picked up Xue Mu and left floating.

The room was quiet, Mo Xuexin clenched her fists tightly, Zhu Chenyao looked at her carefully, Xiao Qingwu quietly hid aside, took out a Shi Dai Pen, and made a material note.

This kind of interesting psychological entanglement seems to be written in a book...

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Early in the morning, the capital.

Ji Qingyuan's funeral has been completed and was buried in the imperial tomb. The funeral is very solemn. No matter how Xue Mu views Ji Qingyuan, it is indeed a very diligent emperor in the hearts of the people of the court and the country. After twenty-four years of reign, there were no major disasters in the world, the national treasury was full, and the people lived in peace. Even if it had never stopped in previous years, the battle between the righteous and the demons that easily destroyed the city, land, and the fields, mountains and forests became flat in the later period of his reign.

Although there are not necessarily any acts of loving the people, and occasionally some harsh policies that are dissatisfied with people, since society is stable and production is developing, the quality of life of the people is naturally better than before, and people recognize this.

Not many people sighed for Ji Qingyuan when he was paralyzed, but when he really died, the people in the capital looked back on the past twenty years and suddenly realized that the old emperor was actually not bad, so there were still people crying for it.

"It is really hard to judge a person's merits and demerits. People say that it is final, but I don't know where to start with your majesty's merits and demerits in this life."

"If we look at it from the perspective of the court, we will never hope that the sects will not obey the rules and act like separatist. What he does must be... As long as there is a strong man, they may continue."

"That is to say, the prince is the same?"

"I think he will think more than His Majesty, because His Majesty has already given him the previous examples, and there are successes and failures..."

"You said so much, and it seems that you agree with His Majesty's approach?"

"It's not about identification, it's inevitable."

"Did you ever think that our three sects are actually martial arts sects?"

This is Ji Wuyou's throne ceremony. The ceremony was held outside the Chaotian Gate. The three sect leaders of the court stood in front and were whispering. Zheng Yezhi's last sentence instantly made the atmosphere cold.

Li Yingqing said embarrassedly: "It's not like this..."

Chen Qianzhen was silent.

The three of them were all a little worried and turned to look at Ji Wuyou worshiping the ancestral temple.

"We can't say that the prince is, this is His Majesty in the future...and that person is just the late emperor."

"I always feel something is wrong."

Of course something was wrong, because the entire court had been searching for several days, and the people who destroyed the love were not even seen. Under this situation, the country cannot be without a king for a day, and no one can stop the prince from ascending the throne. However, people are inevitably choked in their hearts and feel uncomfortable all over.

In fact, when it comes to this matter, no matter who is hidden in or who is secretly sent out of the city, this is not something that ordinary people can do. Not only Ji Wuyou is the one who is most capable of doing this in the capital, but also Xiahou Di and Li Yingqing. So no one can tell such suspicion. Once these giants are all involved in suspicion, the world will be in chaos.

Since this is the case, there will be no suspense about Ji Wuyou's ascendance to the throne.

Liu Wanxi, Xiahou Di, and a large number of royal people stood in front of the gate of the ancestral temple and listened to the ritual officials chanting prayers. Ji Wuyou kowtowed one step at a time and slowly climbed to the temple platform.

There is a bronze hall in the void, and colorful light gradually radiates from the hall. People look up and see mountains, rivers, lakes, seas, snow mountains and deserts, and all kinds of spirit beasts circling and flying. The aura of heaven fills the sky, and a white light slowly falls to the ground from the strange phenomenon.

It is similar to Mu Jianli's recognition of the Life and Death Cauldron at that time, and of course the royal successor must also be recognized by the Qiankun Cauldron. But this is even more false than the recognition of the eight sects, because the resonance of the relative "Tao", while the royal sect only recognizes bloodlines. As long as it is the bloodline of the Ji family, this recognition is just a formality.

In fact, the Qiankun Cauldron does not ignore the "Tao". But anyone who wants to be an emperor naturally has the meaning of Qiankun, more or less. Even if he hides in the palace to play, he is still the emperor who has the control of Qiankun. Therefore, the ancestors of the Ji family set up a bloodline to implicate him.

The white light landed and sprinkled on all the royal people in the field. Ji Wuyou kowtowed and prayed. It is said that the white light on his body should be the brightest and most conspicuous...

All officials looked up and saw that the beams of light obtained by each royal member were almost the same. Ji Wuyou's was indeed several times brighter than others. Some old officials even thought that Ji Wuyou's recognition seemed to be brighter than Ji Qingyuan's at the time?

Ji Wuyou showed a smile.

At this moment, a change suddenly began. The faint white light on Xiahou Di's body suddenly became brighter and brighter. The light pillar soared into the sky and penetrated through the sky. The majestic and unparalleled aura of the universe shone with the Zhenshi Ding. The dazzling light overwhelmed everything, making everyone unable to open their eyes.

Just when people were shocked, the white light of the Qiankun Cauldron split out and shot outwards the field. Someone was kicking the guard away and strode towards the altar: "Wait a minute, I have a secret decree here!"
Chapter completed!