Qin Xiaojiao ended her three-day rest and took the allowance she received from Yang Xian. After squandering it, she felt much better.

As Lou Jing's disciple, the direct descendant of the Netherworld Prison. After Lou Jing was loyal to Yang Xian and the entire Netherworld Prison surrendered, Qin Xiaojiao joined the Qingyi under Yang Xian's command.

If anyone who supports the Zhou army's attack on Yongzhou is most likely Qin Xiaojiao is undoubtedly.

From Xiancheng to Haojing, Qingyi's treatment has changed. Haojing City is much larger than Xiancheng, and the various software and hardware facilities in the city are not comparable to Xiancheng.

Qin Xiaojiao stays in a cold place like Netherworld Prison for many years, and her mind is very different from that of ordinary people, but she is also a woman with a woman’s preferences.

That is shopping, shopping and eating delicious food.

The quantity and quality of various shops in Haojing City are far from comparable to that of Xiancheng. Here, Qin Xiaojiao can easily buy all kinds of new styles of rouge and freshly produced fashionable clothes, and can also eat various foods.

"Boss, how do you sell this rouge?"

"One or two, one box."

Qin Xiaojiao wiped it, applied it on her palm, and tried the color.

"Some are thicker, are there any lighter?"

"You try this."

The boss at the stall licked his smile and saw that the woman in front of him was a big customer. Qin Xiaojiao had just taken the gouache box, but suddenly felt something was abnormal.

She turned around and looked at the alley not far from the stall under the boss's surprise gaze. She was about to leave, but the boss suddenly grabbed her sleeve.

"You haven't paid yet?"

"Oh! I won't buy it." Qin Xiaojiao put down the gouache box and immediately ran to the alley.

The alley was cold and empty, without a figure. Qin Xiaojiao was a little confused and said, "Strange, there was obviously a fluctuation of spiritual energy, why didn't there be any movement? Could it be my illusion?"

Qin Xiaojiao shook her head and thought to herself that she had been pursuing the case for a long time and had an illusion?

Qin Xiaojiao really lost a lot of face for the Sangluo case, and was even ridiculed by her strong rival, Senior Sister Lan, who is also a disciple of Lou Jing, for a long time.

Qin Xiaojiao and Senior Sister Lan were adopted by Lou Jing at the same time and have been competing since childhood.

In the Battle of Wuwei, most of the twenty great masters who surrounded and killed Zhu Zi died at the hands of the Zhou army, but seven or eight escaped.

Senior Sister Lan and Qin Xiaojiao investigated at the same time, but the direction was different. Qin Xiaojiao investigated Ouyang Jian and involved the gods' son Sang Luo from him, but for a long time, there was no progress. Especially not long ago, Sang Luo openly appeared in Haojing, but Qin Xiaojiao got nothing.

Sister Kelan was different. She successfully captured Chunyu Wuxing and got a lot of information from him.

Over the past few days, Qin Xiaojiao has been very angry with Senior Sister Lan.

"It seems that I have to adjust my state, and I'm a little nervous."

Qin Xiaojiao shook her head and turned around and walked out of the alley.

In the yard separated by a wall, two monks held Sangluo, and Uncle Qing, the butler of Chang's mansion, was standing in front of them.

When Qin Xiaojiao left, they let go of Sangluo and bowed.

"My subordinates are dereliction of duty, please atone for your sins."

"Baoshi, if I hadn't come, your lord's big affairs would have been destroyed by you."

Although Uncle Qing is Chang Yu's housekeeper, he is equivalent to a slave. However, Chang Yu treats this housekeeper who has followed him since childhood very respects. Uncle Qing has a high status and is almost the second-in-command of Chang's mansion.

"What do you Zhou people want to do?"

Sangluo has never felt like this, being fooled, led by someone, and being fiddled with at will.

The gods have always been arrogant and regard the Zhou people as a lowly species, so Sangluo is even more unacceptable.

Uncle Qing looked at him condescendingly and said, "What do you think?"

"I have figured it out these days. That old guy keeps me because of my ability."

"You are very smart, at least smarter than most alien races I have ever seen. That's right, if it weren't for your ability, then you would have died long ago."

"Don't think about it!"

Sangluo's eyes were red and he said gritting his teeth.

Uncle Qing smiled and kicked him in the lower abdomen. The violent vomiting sounded, and Sangluo leaned down on the ground, retching in his mouth, and saliva kept on his saliva.

"Young man, you have to know that your abilities are not unique."

After Uncle Qing finished speaking, a figure suddenly walked out of the room behind him, a person with the same appearance as Sangluo.

"You...you!"

Uncle Qing smiled and admired Sangluo's surprised look very much.

"There are a lot of people in the world who have your abilities. However, most people can do the so-called fakes and 80% images. It is rare to be able to do the 90% image. You are different. You are very good and can do the 90% image. But even so, you are not irreplaceable. Sometimes, 90% and 90% of the 90% are not much different. So, don't test my patience. If I find that you try to contact the outside world again, and prepare to mess up the water..."

"Do you want to kill me?"

Sangluo's eyes were full of provocative gazes. Uncle Qing smiled and flicked slightly between his fingers.

The ban on Sangluo was attacked, as if countless vines were entangling him, oppressing him so much that he was almost breathless.

Sangluo's body floated weakly into the air, as if there was a giant hand dragging it.

"Death is never the most terrifying thing. But if your relationship causes your fellow race to suffer an unexpected accident, is it what you would like to see?"

"What do you mean?"

Sangluo's face was covered with blue veins, and he said this with great difficulty.

"Silent! Is this name right? I really don't have any taste at all."

When Uncle Qing said this name, Sangluo felt like he was stabbed by a knife. The restrictions on his body were slowly relaxing, but the torment in his heart had just begun.

Sangluo kept coughing to calm his anxiety.

"Hidden in Shenwu City and lingering in a brothel is indeed a good cover."

"You...you!"

The guy in front of him not only knows Fu Yu, but also their whereabouts.

"The world will change. If the Huan family moves the capital, Shenwu City is the first choice. So, do you think the Huan family will endure a group of foreign races with ulterior motives hiding in Shenwu City? We don't need to do anything. As long as the news is revealed, the Huan family will naturally eliminate these mice hidden in the city."

"What do you want?"

"The Imperial Guard is recruiting new recruits and marching in. I think with your ability, this is just a breeze."
Chapter completed!