Princess Against the World

"Crack!"

The tea cup was crushed into pieces in Du Ziming's hands, and the tea dripped, soaking the clothes.

With a murderous look in his eyes, he sneered and got up.

"Ling Luoyu, do you think that if I kill Master Qi, I can't clean you up?!"

Although the profound energy that Ling Luoyu smashed away from them was the eighth layer of the Profound Emperor, he had a hunch.

She is the mysterious black-robed man who obliterated the old Qi.

This kind of cultivation is not something he can destroy, but it doesn't mean that no one can clean her!

"Whether you are the King of Yan or Ling Luoyu, the next... is a great gift from me!"

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Bianwei Mountain, thirty meters underground.

In the gloomy corridor, the torch jumped, but it was not wet.

Ling Bufan looked around, frowning slightly: "Didn't we go to see Qiu Zesheng? Why did you come to this place? It's black, like a tomb? Hey... Is that old thing dead?"

Qiu Wentian sweaty: "My grandpa is unwell, so I want to live in this place...please..."

His grandfather was said to be an old thing, and he was a bit slapped.

Ling Luoyu heard a few words from Qiu Yinchuan, and his eyes sank.

"Qiu Yinchuan said that my grandpa was mentally insufficient, so Ou Zhengfan took the opportunity to get rid of dissidents..."

"Ashamed to say, Du Ziming and Ou Zhengfan joined forces to blind everyone in our Qiu family. When we noticed something bad, things were out of control..."

He lit two torches, handed them to Ling Bufan and Ling Luoyu, leading the way.

"Thirteen years ago, when my grandfather broke the Profound God Eightfold, he suddenly became infatuated, lost his mind, and became crazy. In order to maintain the face of the Qiu family, we kept secret and treated him secretly! It was only with little effect..."

Ling Luoyu's heart moved: "Does the pill my grandfather used all come from the Du family?"

"Yes indeed!"

"No wonder then..."

Qiu Wentian instantly understood what Ling Luoyu meant: "Are you saying that Du Ziming killed my grandfather?"

Ling Luoyu was noncommittal: "It's hard to tell!"

Qiu Zesheng broke through the bottleneck of the Eightfold Profound God, and needed the assistance of a pill.

The Du family in Huicheng is a family of alchemy masters, and the elixir needed for Qiu Zesheng must come from the Du family.

It was easy to poison him.

As long as a trace of toxicity is enough to destroy Qiu Zesheng and make him fall into disarray.

If this is the case, then Du Ziming played a big game!

With the opening of the stone gates, Ling Luoyu smelled a strange fragrance in the air.

She abruptly stopped her footsteps: "Sanwei lost leaves?!"

Ling Bufan was startled: "What?"

Before the words fell, a silver needle had been pierced behind his ear.

Turning his fingertips, the silver needle swiftly penetrated Qiu Wentian's back ear, and he suddenly turned his head in surprise.

"what happened?"

Ling Luoyu's eyes were deep, and his meaning was faint: "Someone lit the lost leaves of the three tails! The scent of this poisonous weed can fascinate people's hearts and souls, and charming minds!"

Qiu Wentian's face changed in shock: "Grandpa..."

Regardless of other things, he opened five stone gates and flew to the last stone chamber.

In the stone room, Qiu Zesheng sat quietly, his eyes closed, Qiu had no expression on both sides, Shen Lengli stood beside him.

In the corner, Du Ziming was adding some kind of dead leaves to the incense burner.

With sharp eyes, Qiu Wentian flew forward: "Du Ziming!"

Sure enough, he was playing tricks!

"boom!"

Qiu Wushuang's profound energy burst out without warning, attacking Qiu Wentian's heart from behind, shocking him to withdraw his moves quickly.

"Four aunts, are you crazy? Why do you shoot me?!"

"Om!"

Chaos Yuan Ling struck with his profound energy, and leisurely took Qiu Wushuang's profound energy.

Du Ziming picked out a smirk from the corner of his lips and turned slowly: "Ling Luoyu, you are finally here!"

Extra: Thank you beautiful girls~~ Samsara·Syu·Yiliang,~wait quietly%,? swy? Qi Lianyou ※Yue, Yao Qianhe, on the top of Changbai Mountain, waiting for the spirit to return,

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