Chapter 461
Yang Qiaoer is a Qingyu seeking to be granted the title of adult, but there are still some differences between her and others.
It is true that there will be some disadvantages in terms of fertility, such as unstable fetal gas, difficulty in childbirth, weak children, etc. These are the remaining disasters of seeking a seal.
But Yang Qiaoer's unstable fetal energy was not just caused by Yu Jie, but because of the lingering air above her head.
There was a very light aura, vaguely, as if there was a divine light looming.
However, this kind of divine light does not give people a majestic and holy feeling. It is lingering and entangled. Instead, it has the form of a ghost, mist and evil spirit.
This smell is very familiar to Qinhe.
False God!
After pondering for a moment, Qin He left the crowd and summoned Hui Miqiu.
"A high-ranking official." Hui Miqiu lowered his eyebrows and looked down.
"How did the false god come down to the lower world?" Qin He asked. The rat fairy couldn't fight, but it could still be used in other aspects. This was why Qin He spared its life.
"Official official, the false god is hiding in the remaining part of the heaven. Since the destruction of the heaven, there are rumors that he has escaped into the void and formed a world of his own. It is not impossible for the false god to break through the world, but the price will be very high."
"Then what?"
"According to what the false gods have done in the past, their way of descending to the lower world should be the arrival of clones."
"How does it work?"
"Select some targets in advance and then descend on them. Such targets are called divine envoys by them."
"Lotus Cult Leader Tian Gang?" Qin He narrowed his eyes.
During the Lu rebellion, Tian Gang, the leader of the Lotus Sect, was the divine envoy, but the false god's clone did not possess him, but left an afterimage, which was destroyed by Qin He with a snap of his fingers.
"Is he really an angel?" Hui Miqiu looked surprised.
It has learned about Tian Gang, who rises like a comet and falls like a comet. It once suspected that Tian Gang was a divine messenger, but there was no proof. At the same time, this was also a mystery to the Lotus Sect and even the entire world.
The only person who knew about it was Qin He.
Qin He was noncommittal and said slowly: "Is there any movement in the officialdom?"
"Yes, Donglin boss Xu Yanqing secretly came to Beijing a few days ago. The Donglin Party is plotting to overthrow the eunuchs and is also trying to get its hands on the power of invigilating the exams." Hui Miqiu said 1510.
"Is there any action?"
"Yang Xiu, Yang Weiyuan attacked Cui Chengxiu, the leader of the Five Tigers of the Eunuch Party, with fierce words."
"result?"
"The emperor remained silent and did not express his position."
Qin He glanced at it: "What do you think?"
Hui Miqiu hesitated for a moment and said: "As a high-ranking official, as an emperor and a court official, silence is probably an attitude."
Qin He nodded slowly and exhaled a breath of thick air.
This is a bad era. The eunuchs are really bad, but Donglin is even worse under the high-sounding appearance.
The golden dragon of luck is gradually declining, and the false gods are eyeing it.
Now I can only choose a less bad thing to support, lest the Luck Golden Dragon decline too much.
Until Qin He thoroughly understands what the Luck Golden Dragon is and what magic it has, no one can get involved.
I have the final say on my territory. If you dare to pick up the grass next to my den without even saying hello, you don’t know the rules.
Whoever reaches out his hand will chop off his claws.
After a pause, Qin He raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and a magic seal instantly jumped to the top of Yang Qiaoer's head, sealing the entangled "qi", leaving only a little bit to escape.
To be on the safe side, Qin He lost another calibration technique.
Half an hour later, the bride was sent into the bridal chamber and the wedding banquet began. At this time, there were still two or three guests coming to congratulate her.
After several months of the Lu-di war, Xu Changshou's social circle further expanded.
The Qing Niu disciples also gradually turned into a loose group from what they called themselves at the beginning.
Xu Changshou, as a member of the Qing Niu disciples, attracted many people from this group; there were military camp captains, river and lake prodigals, and all three religions and nine streams. They were all looking for their own identities, and they flocked to each other at the same table.
Among them, the most ugly place to eat is naturally the one at the crematorium.
A group of cremators who have been tortured by "memory of hunger", even though eating is no longer a problem, they still instinctively grab more food, making noises and talking in dialects.
At this moment, three police officers wearing flying fish uniforms suddenly appeared, causing the lively banquet scene to fall into silence.
The leader was as tall as jade, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and a face like a knife or an axe. After entering the door, he looked left and right, sizing him up and down, and his face gradually showed a sign of disgust.
Wei Wu!
Behind him were Wei Yuanji and Wei Yuanchun.
The cremator's table was closest to the door. Qin He raised his head and met Wei Wu's eyes. He immediately grinned: "Hello, Mr. Wei~"
The two of them were less than ten steps away.
Qin He smiled brightly. Look at this shiny stainless steel pot produced by Qin's.
The craftsmanship is so superb and the presentation is top-notch.
The only one in the world.
Two words: Durable.
When Wei Wu looked at Qin He, his face twitched.
Is he the Great Immortal Qingniu?
Is he the Great Immortal Qingniu?
This is Wei Wu's biggest question, and I feel that it might be him.
But looking at him wandering around among corpse cremators, it doesn't look like him.
The most important thing is that this bastard himself worships the great immortal.
Qingniu Great Immortal worships himself?
It feels like it doesn't make sense.
Chapter completed!