Author: Qingji Sanren

Three months later, Coast Camp.

In the Chinese army camp where Fulong Sect was located, Dong Qiao was sitting in the Grand Master's chair, slapping the latest battle report on the table with a gloomy look on his face.

At this time, Dongfang Yu walked in from outside.

Ever since he was despised by the Five Fires True Lord and failed to become a disciple of the Ning Zhiyuan Cave Mansion, he had no shame to stay in the Fulong Sect anymore, so he could only try his luck on the battlefield of the West Sea.

Now Dongqiao Zhenzun is looking for Jiang Yuebai, which is Dongfang Yu's best opportunity. He will rely on this to get Dongqiao Zhenzun's appreciation and find a way to join Dongqiao Zhenzun's sect.

"Don't tell me, there is no news." Dongqiao said coldly without looking at Dongfang Yu.

In the past three months, the dragon clan has not provoked another war. Except for the dragon crossing the sea last month and having a baby, and there were a group of dragons to protect the law, both Yinglong and Jiang Yuebai disappeared.

Dongfang Yu took out a photo jade from his sleeve and handed it to Dong Qiao with both hands.

"Your Majesty, the Biyou Palace received this today. This is a copy that this junior found a way to copy."

Dong Qiao glanced at it, not interested in reading it, "Let me tell you what's in it, I don't have that much free time."

Dongfang Yu raised his body and said, "It was the female cultivator who killed my master, Taoist Master Long Ming. She said in the jade photo that Ying Long had made a life-and-death contract with her, and they could not be separated through life and death..."

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn, and Dongfang Yu clearly felt the low pressure emanating from Dong Qiao's body, causing him to swallow his saliva.

"go on."

Dongfang Yu took a breath and said, "She said that as a human race, she is willing to make peace with Biyou Palace and quell the war in the West Sea, as long as Biyou Palace can provide conditions that satisfy her and ensure her absolute safety."

Dong Qiao's eyes were cold, "It's just a golden elixir, but I have a huge appetite. What else is there?"

"She said that in order to appease Ying Long and ensure the smooth progress of the peace talks, she needed everyone on the West Coast to evacuate to Fulong Mountain and have a truce for three years. During these three years, the human race cannot let anyone go to the West Sea to hunt dragons, and she will also ask Ying Long not to attack the human race

As for the land boundary, they can slowly negotiate the terms in these three years."

"She made a list and asked Biyou Palace to give her one million top-quality spiritual stones, a drop of Qinglong essence and blood, and materials such as Taixuan fine gold as a deposit. This is the list of items she wants. It's a bit long.

.Finally, she also said... and said that if other people could pay the price, she would also be willing to talk."

"What a loud tone!"

Dongqiao snorted coldly, he has never seen such a greedy person before. This is not negotiating peace with Biyou Palace. This is negotiating terms with the entire Qinglong world.

However, if it is true as she said, she has made a life and death contract with Yinglong that is difficult to break, and if she wants to get Yinglong, she must first settle her.

However, as long as she is greedy enough, there is a chance to lure her out, and catching her is equivalent to catching Yinglong. This is easier than directly confronting Yinglong in the transformation stage.

Thinking of this, Dong Qiao stood up and said, "Continue to inquire and keep an eye on Biyou Palace. I will go to see Lord Wuchang Xing for discussion."

"yes!"

*

Behind the camp, the casual cultivators of the dragon hunting team built a temporary camp at the foot of the mountain to trade goods with each other.

Jiang Yuebai dressed up as a man, painted himself like black charcoal, bit a piece of grass in his mouth, and watched the rays of light rushing into the sky from all over the camp, all rushing towards Fulong Mountain.

"It seems that the effect of my photo jade is quite good. I have gone to Fulong Mountain to discuss it with someone who can make the decision."

But she didn’t want to talk about it at all. It was nonsense. She didn’t want to live long!

The cultivator of the Transformation God has returned to the origin of Shuo, and her little golden elixir cannot handle the calculation of divination. Although she has the blessing of the ancestor, those people cannot calculate her heel, and she is afraid that they can calculate other things, causing Ao

Volume location exposed.

She didn't make a life-and-death contract with Ao Juan, and Ao Juan couldn't possibly be willing to do so.

She covered her face in the photo. Although she had been exposed to Fuyu and Dongqiao for a long time, most people had never seen her. It was better to hide a little bit.

"Thanks to the "Ning's Talisman" and the "Feng's Talisman" I obtained before, I was able to improve the Divine Hidden Talisman and the Turtle Breath Talisman so that I could sneak in smoothly."

Jiang Yuebai had combined the divine hidden talisman and the turtle breath into one, and had improved and streamlined them a lot. Ao Juan helped her hunt a thousand-year-old black turtle, and used the turtle shell, turtle blood and turtle soul to make a black turtle talisman.

This earth-level treasure talisman currently has the power of a top-grade magic weapon, which can be used for defense. It also has the effect of invisibility and concealing aura, which cannot be seen by monks below the level of gods.

Moreover, this black turtle talisman can be improved through continuous sacrifice and refining, so that the black turtle soul and the talisman engraved on it can be more harmonious, so that the black turtle soul becomes a talisman spirit and can be promoted to a heaven-level immortal talisman.

A lot of jade pictures have been taken away, so the plan is at least half successful. Now it depends on whether Biyou Palace can make everyone retreat to the foot of Fulong Mountain.

She kept the distance and started having babies so that those people wouldn't have enough time to arrive.

But this is not safe. The god-transformation monk can break through the void and step in front of her.

It would be better if someone could coordinate with her from the outside.

Jiang Yuebai disappeared and walked around the market. He didn't see Zheng Yougong, nor did he find anyone else he knew.

She did not dare to take the risk of asking someone to help with the interrogation. After wandering around for two or three days, she had to give up and leave.

"Miss Jing, I am really not a good person. I hope that Miss Jing can make it clear to Senior Sister Zhuang and not to delay the girl's future."

Jiang Yuebai came out of the market and walked around the camp where the disciples of Biyou Palace lived, when he suddenly heard a familiar voice.

She quietly walked over and saw at the door of one of the tents, carefully dressed Jing Chujun in a goose-yellow skirt, holding a guqin, standing in front of Qi Siheng, who was dressed in white as snow, apparently coming to visit and give gifts.

Being rejected by Qi Siheng, Jing Chujun felt relieved and raised a faint smile on his lips.

"That's very good, but if I say this, my mother won't believe it. Could you please go and say it yourself?"

Qi Siheng was stunned by these words. Looking at Jing Chujun's dress, he thought she was the kind of cute lady who would cry after being rejected so bluntly. He didn't expect this kind of reaction.

Qi Siheng was a little at a loss. After thinking for a moment, he said in a deep voice, "Okay, miss, please wait for a moment. I will write a handwritten letter for you to take back."

"please!"

When Qi Siheng returned to the camp, Jing Chujun held the piano with one hand, grabbed the decoration on her forehead that made her uncomfortable, and let out a long sigh of relief.

Suddenly, a strange wind blew into her face.

Jing Chujun turned around and saw Jiang Yuebai, who was as black as briquettes, baring his big white teeth, sticking out half of his head from the side of the tent and smiling at her.

Jing Chujun was very surprised. Just as he was about to speak, Jiang Yuebai made a silent gesture to her, sent a message to her, and asked her to meet at a secret place by the sea.

Jing Chujun nodded slightly, Jiang Yuebai disappeared and took one step first.

After about a quarter of an hour, Jing Chujun finally waited until Qi Siheng finished writing the letter.

The tents are made of special fabrics and are blocked by curtains so that outsiders cannot see or sense what is going on inside.

Just when Qi Siheng raised the curtain and walked out, Jing Chujun suddenly saw a painting screen inside, on which was painted a woman in white clothes and red armor, holding a spear, with a heroic appearance and awe-inspiring immortality.

Jing Chujun took a breath, isn't that Jiang Yuebai?

Qi Siheng is a master of both piano and painting. His paintings are so lifelike that they look like real people. It is impossible for Mr. Jing Chu to admit his mistake.

"Miss Jing, this is writing."

Jing Chujun was stunned for a long time before accepting the letter from Qi Siheng, his heart beating like a drum.

What should she do? Should she tell Jiang Yuebai about this?
Chapter completed!