After Li Shi left, the Huo Toutuo hurried in.

Li Shi asked angrily: "What's the matter? You have to find me at this time."

Huo Tou Tuo held his ear and spoke in a low voice.

Wang Qilang only heard a few faint words "...I'm sick."

Li Shi immediately became a little nervous: "Why are you sick? Didn't I ask you to arrange someone to take good care of her?"

Wang Qilang originally wanted to continue listening, but unfortunately, after some subtle sounds came from inside, there was no movement.

"?"

"What's going on?"

He waited for a while and found that there really seemed to be no one inside.

He hesitated for a moment and immediately pushed open the door and went in.

Then he found that Li Shi and Huo Tou Tuo were gone, leaving only the candlelight on the table illuminating the hall.

"Absent?"

He walked around the study room and found that Li Shi was really missing.

The doors and windows were closed, but the person disappeared.

He felt that there might be some kind of institution or secret room in this place, but after searching for a long time, he couldn't find anything.

"Is it a mechanism disguised by magic? Otherwise, why can't even see through the spiritual consciousness?"

In this case, you can only know if you knock on the brick wall, but it is impossible to do so in the current situation, so Wang Qilang can only give up temporarily.

He thought for a while and followed the direction where Na Lan Xiyan left.

According to the news that the woman had heard before, she should be the new palace master of the Jueqing Palace. He hoped to know more about it from Na Lan Xiyan.

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An elegant building next to the rockery pool is directly connected to the pool behind the building, and is paved with a pavilion that leads to the center of the pool.

The rain had just stopped for a while, and there was still a ticking sound of water outside.

The window was open, Lan Xiyan took off the flower ornaments on her head in front of the bronze mirror, and her black hair scattered down.

She looked at herself and sighed softly in the glass.

Wang Qilang maintained the invisibility technique and walked through the paper sliding door that had been pushed open halfway, looked at the gorgeous boudoir with red as the tone, and then sat quietly on the chair on the front of the screen, raised his legs and stopped moving.

There are a few pillows on the chair, which are soft and comfortable.

Several girls held flower baskets and sprinkled the petals into the bathtub behind the screen, emitting a faint fragrance.

"Prince Lord!"

"The water is ready."

Lan Xiyan stood up, spread her arms, and pointed to the flower.

The layers of clothes on his body flew up one after another and landed on the screen.

The divine thoughts interfere with the world of the world, but it is the characteristic of the yang god.

"Good guy!"

"This Lan Xiyan is also a yang god."

Wang Qilang suddenly leaned back involuntarily, feeling that he was careful not to release his divine thoughts, and that he did nothing except maintaining his invisible magical powers.

Looking at the other party's soft and weak before and without using any spells, people think that she is really a weak woman, at most she is in the Yin God realm.

As soon as he took action, he found that he was a yang god.

But after thinking about it carefully, Lan Xiyan is the new palace master of the Innocent Palace.

Although he had the help of Li Shi, the prince of Qi, he would not be able to subdue the disciples of the Jueqing Palace without a certain level of cultivation.

The screen blocked the view, but Wang Qilang could see the seductive outline and lines.

Lan Xiyan stretched out her legs, and her pink toes slightly raised and touched the water surface that emitted steam, causing ripples to stir the petals.

The water temperature is just right.

She entered the bucket and lay on the edge of the bucket.

Warmth comes into the body, drowsy.

She closed her eyes and asked about the maid who had been with her for many years and was also a disciple of the Innocent Palace.

"Little Ring."

"The prince promised me that the Jueqing Palace only helps him complete the major tasks of integrating the Chizhou cultivation sect. After the matter is done, he will leave me the purple green immortal sword of the sword immortal Gu Ruobai back then."

"You said, is it true?"

The maid is obviously a well-behaved and clever, and can say nicely and likeable: "The prince is a noble man of heaven and will definitely become the emperor in the future. He will not deceive the palace master with just one word."

Lan Xiyan hugged her slender arms on the wooden barrel, smiled and said, "That's right, the prince will not let me down."

"The method of the Palace of Jueqing can only be practiced to the Yangshen."

"If you can get the fairy sword, you can become a sword immortal."

"So this time, maybe it's my only chance."

She fell into imagination and smiled foolishly.

"The prince must be able to be the true dragon emperor, so I will hold a sword and kill all the enemies for him."

Of course, Wang Qilang knew that Sword Immortal was the extremely special way of practicing in the world.

Because they do not cultivate themselves and do not cultivate immortality.

Only one sword was cultivated.

Even if the body of the ghost immortal has decayed, he can still have other means to stay in the world for thousands of years.

The sword immortal's body decayed and died directly, just like a mortal.

Even if the power reaches the sky, there is no way to stay in the world.

But whoever can get a fairy sword to recognize his master and communicate with the spirit of the fairy sword, or even instantly can directly transcend the difference between it and the immortal from a mortal, and possess the power of an immortal.

Unparalleled killing.

If you only practice one immortal sword, the sword is where he is.

But Wang Qilang felt that the prince of Qi, Li Shi, was completely typing Lan Xiyan. Master Taixuan said that if you have a spirit in the immortal sword, you will choose your own master.

If you have such powerful power, you will know that this immortal sword must not be conquered by ordinary people. Even the master's ghost immortals do not make such plans.

Then Li Shi would give it to anyone he said, and have you asked the sword spirit?

Wang Qilang tilted his head and looked at Lan Xiyan who was smiling through the thin screen.

The woman in front of her has a charming look and figure, but she is accompanied by a completely different kind-hearted personality. The conflict between the two makes people feel extremely confused.

"Love Curse!"

Wang Qilang tapped his finger on his knee and said these two words with a smile.

When I think of her so-called deep love, it is just because of the power of the love curse.

He didn't know what Li Shi felt when facing Lan Xiyan, but he didn't know why a strong impulse surged in his heart.

He wanted to lift the woman's veil and see what kind of posture it was covered by the love curse.

It's a saint.

It's still a witch who is in trouble.

"This critical moment of Lan Xiyan may be the sharp blade that killed Li Shi."

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!" At this time, a carrier pigeon suddenly fell in front of the window, pecking at the wooden window.

The maid Xiaohuan immediately grabbed the pigeon standing next to the window and pulled out a secret letter from her feet.

She spoke, "Prince Lord."

"Although Ye Xianqing injured the white dragon, he let the white dragon escape. He is currently coming towards Jiangcheng."

Lan Xiyan lay on the wooden barrel and turned her head lazy: "That Ye Xianqing is greedy for money and lust, and likes to cling to power. She is a famous shameless person. The prince will definitely win him over."

"As long as he falls to us, this situation may really be successful."

Next, I heard no important information.

Wang Qilang felt that the harvest was already great enough today. The first one knew the plans of Li Shi, the prince of Qi, the second one, knew everything in Jiangcheng at present, and the third one, he also knew the whereabouts of Ye Xianqing.

It made him no longer feel like he was blind and could not see anything clearly.

Wang Qilang quietly stood up, walked out of the boudoir with a hiding figure, went downstairs to take out the straw raincoat and hat hanging on the wall.

Through the numerous halls, we walked up to the city wall in a few steps.

Lan Xiyan put on a white bedding under the maid's service and sat barefoot on the chair that Wang Qilang had just sat on.

But when she sat on it, she suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Someone just sat here?"

Lan Xiyan stood up and looked around.

She suddenly felt a little creepy. Someone actually walked to her and sat beside her and looked at her quietly without any notice.
Chapter completed!