Chapter 60

"What, he's dead?"

The lovely eyes of the plain-clothed woman suddenly widened, filled with shock.

Princess Yanyang nodded calmly: "I also just found out about this a while ago."

When the plain-clothed woman heard the words, her eyes darkened, and after a few seconds of silence, it turned into a sigh:

"Ah, in retrospect, I seem to remember the cute blushing introverted look when he saw us. In fact, at that time, I already knew that he would become the indirect furnace of the Fire Emperor, but it was a pity that when we were young, There was no way to stop him, and later he was locked up in the underground palace for retreat and practice. After a long time, we also forgot about it, but I didn't expect to mention it now, but he is already dead."

"I've never forgotten it!" Princess Yanyang closed her eyes slightly and responded lightly.

"What?" The plain-clothed woman suddenly widened her eyes and said in astonishment, "Then...then why didn't you stop it?"

"Because the father wanted to go further, and that Xu Que was the most suitable candidate at that time, that is, he had the spiritual roots of Tianhuo, and he had no relatives, so the father asked the concubine Huan to impersonate me for six years, and also accompanied that Xu After six years of lack, he finally sucked away the Heavenly Fire Spiritual Root from his body when he entered the Golden Core Stage. I think this is a kind of compensation for a wandering orphan who should have starved to death on the street." Princess Yanyang said, his voice flat.

"So it turns out that Concubine Huan pretended to be you to accompany that Xu Que all these years. With her charm and magic, it is not difficult to deceive a Jindan stage. It is no wonder that I have rarely seen it in the palace in recent years. She showed up. But... I still think that Xu Que is quite pitiful." The beautiful eyes of the woman in plain clothes were full of unbearable.

Princess Yanyang was unmoved, her expression did not fluctuate in the slightest, and she said indifferently: "Everyone has a fate, there are far more poor people in the world, and his death is not worthless. Concubine Huan sucked him away. After the heavenly fire spirit root in the body was transferred to the father emperor, now the father emperor has begun to sprint to the seventh realm, if it succeeds, it will be a good thing for Huoyuan Kingdom."

"Ah..." The plain-clothed woman closed her eyes lightly, sighed slightly, and stopped speaking.

After just counting the breaths, she suddenly opened her eyes again and said in surprise: "Wait, do you think this Xu Que and that Xu Que are the same person? Otherwise, I'll ask to see if there is that Xu Que. The missing portrait, let's see what kind of person he is!"

Princess Yanyang shook her head: "There are so many people with the same name, there is no need to make a fuss. Besides, Xu Que in the palace is already dead, and all his cultivation bases have been absorbed before his death, even if he survives, there is no With the spiritual roots, it is impossible for him to practice again."

"That's true. After all, there is no medicine in this world that can make people grow spiritual roots again." The plain-clothed woman nodded suddenly.

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At this time, Xu Que had already left the small teahouse and continued on his way to the imperial city.

He didn't know that the person he had drafted was just a fake princess and a concubine of the emperor.

Along the way, he hummed a little tune, and from time to time he also used the Three Thousand Thunder Movement Technique to climb over mountains and mountains.

Whenever he encounters some big jungles, he will stop immediately, walk in and hunt monsters, and by the way, he will also catch a few ordinary beasts and roast them.

Over the past few days, Xu Que's experience value has increased a lot, but he has gained very little in pretending to act. On the way, he encountered several weak monks, all of whom were shocked by his black robe and Xuan heavy ruler. , brought him dozens of pretending points.

However, no matter how small the mosquito's legs are, it is still meat, and Xu Que can't dislike it.

Until this day, Xu Que passed by the foot of a big mountain, and a village appeared in front of him.

Where there are people, there is an opportunity for him to pretend!

Just after approaching the entrance of the village, Xu Que suddenly found that there were some monks in the village, and not one or two, but a large group!

"I'm going, it's so lively, it's time to pretend!" Xu Que immediately joined up.

As a result, after this past, he realized that things were not simple, and it turned out that one old and one young were kneeling on the ground.

It was an old grandmother, hugging an eleven- or twelve-year-old child, begging for mercy from the group of monks with tears streaming down her face.

"Let go of my grandson, I beg you, before his father and mother died, he told him not to let the child cultivate immortals, let him live an ordinary life, I beg you, don't put him Take it away..." The old man cried sadly.

A middle-aged man of Jindan stage said: "Old man, you don't know something, this child has a spiritual talent that is rare to see in a hundred years. stronger."

"No, no matter how strong you are, you go." The old man's emotions became a little excited.

The middle-aged man's face suddenly sank: "Old man, so many of us came here because of your dead son and daughter-in-law. After all, they were my disciples, but if you are so unreasonable, then Don't blame us for robbing people."

"You want to rob people unless you step over my body." The old man hugged the child tightly.

The child also opened his arms, guarded the old man behind him, stared at the group of monks in front of him, and said loudly, "Don't bully my grandma, you are all bad people, my parents were killed by you, and they told me before they died. I, don't talk to you."

"Hehe, Tongtong, your father and mother's death was just an accident, but we are also very guilty, that's why we want to take you back to Wuxiangpai and cultivate you well, which can be regarded as compensation for your father and mother, come, go with Uncle. "The middle-aged man laughed.

The child immediately shook his head: "I'm not going."

The smile on the middle-aged man's face disappeared immediately, a trace of impatience flashed in his eyes, and he directly said to a few monks next to him: "Forget it, grab someone, try not to hurt the old man."

"Yes!" Several cultivators at the stage of forming pills responded at the same time, and walked towards the old man and the child.

The old man hugged the child tightly and cried out, "No, I can't take him away. I already let you kill your only son, and I can't give you my grandson again."

"That can't be you!" Several monks snorted coldly, and stretched out their hands to break open the old man.

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This scene all fell into Xu Que's eyes, making him feel bad all of a sudden.

Damn, bullying the elderly in broad daylight and stealing children, you scumbags!

"Stop all of them!" Xu Que shouted loudly immediately, wearing a black robe and carrying a Xuan heavy ruler, strode over to Meteor.

Numerous monks were stunned and turned to look over.

The middle-aged man just walked out of the crowd, looked at Xu Que a few times, frowned and said, "This fellow Daoist, this is a family matter of mine, please don't mind your own business!"

"Who said I'm going to be nosy?" Xu Que shouted.

"Then what are you doing?"

"If I robbed me, put my hands on my head and squat down!"