Chapter 161 Sleeping Night

Hai Feiyuan showed disbelief, but when he saw everyone's expression, he was afraid that what the little girl said should be true.

"Although I don't know how a guy with a brilliant realm forced back so many golden-horned beasts, since Mr. Zhong and you have witnessed it, I can only believe it."

The old man Xumei interrupted, "You don't have to say anything more. You can go wherever you like today. If you want to solve your resentment, you have to wait until the end of this seal war. My brother and I will stay until then. You can come back in a few months.

Although Hai Feiyuan was extremely unwilling, the human wall in front of him made him unable to even see the shadow of Pingjiang, so he could only leave with the people behind him.

Pingjiang and Lei Yungui's eyes were opposite, and they both saw the absolute murderous intention in each other's eyes.

"Thank you, Elder Zhong, Elder Wang, and everyone's help. Otherwise, I don't even have the power to counter it now.

Mr. Zhong smiled and said, "You are so tired because of the battle of Jinyanzhou. Otherwise, I'm afraid you may not be afraid of those people, right?

Ping Jiang smiled bitterly and said, "Predecessors, don't say that. The younger generation knows that if it is one-on-one, it will still have the strength to fight with those people, but how can the younger generation compete with so many of them?

Mr. Zhong nodded, stretched out his hand to let everyone go, let Pingjiang come out, and suddenly shouted loudly, "Although I have repelled the attack of the horned beast today, maybe the horned beast will continue to attack here in a few days. Therefore, everyone should quickly return to their respective positions and never relax at this time. Everything will have to wait for a few months before the seal war is really over before it can be completely rested.

"This set of skills is a skill used to restore the divine consciousness, but the power is only average, but it is also good for you. I'll pass it on to you first, and you will quickly restore the consciousness when you go back. Otherwise, if it is delayed for a long time, if the permanent trauma of divine consciousness is formed, it will be troublesome. You can't continue to practice in the future."

Pingjiang, the mighty and the snow fox were taken back to the vassal palace by Mr. Zhong to rest. He had tried it out and knew that Pingjiang's consciousness was damaged, so he could only sigh and shake his head. The divine consciousness can only be slowly recovered by the monks themselves, and other people and elixirs are useless. However, he was relieved when he thought of the powerful top. After all, if he wants to control the huge vitality, even he has to work hard, not to mention Pingjiang, who has not even reached the realm of Yangdan.

Reaching the realm of Yangdan, after concentrating on cleaning the whole body, the consciousness of all monks will also grow significantly. Otherwise, it will be difficult to control those many vitalitys in the brilliant realm.

After listening to Mr. Zhong's words, Pingjiang was really shocked. He didn't expect that his consciousness would be so serious. After arriving at the vassal palace, he explored the mighty, but found nothing serious, so he took out the huge curved golden horn, divided it into three parts, gave it to Lier, and then fed it to the mighty.

"You stay by the mighty side and can't leave. I'm going to stay in isolation for a few days and come out to find you after I recover my consciousness!"

After saying that, Pingjiang quickly walked into a hidden place arranged by Jin Qinger. It is under the royal palace, which should be a hiding place or hiding place.

Familiarize yourself with the skills sent by Mr. Zhong, and Pingjiang began to adjust his breath, but with one breath, the rhythm was very different from usual. The inner breath does not shake, but gives a warm and touching feeling in the mind. Slowly, he immersed himself in this comfort.

Seeing that the adjustment of interest has had some effect, Pingjiang felt a surge of fatigue swept in. Only then did he remember that he had not rest for ten days in order to quickly get to Jinyanzhou. I couldn't help lying in the secret room and falling asleep quickly.

When Pingjiang opened his eyes again, he only felt that his whole body was comfortable, and the pain in his mind was much lighter. He shouted and was about to sit up when his face suddenly changed.

There is someone around!

Pingjiang turned his head and looked, and a well-behaved and cold woman slept next to him. **'s half body was unsps, and there were still traces of tears flowing on his face, which looked pitiful.

It turned out to be Jin Qinger. Pingjiang patted his head, but he couldn't remember what had happened. Just wait for him to calm down slowly, and a breath in his nose made him frown. This breath is very similar to the original one. It seems that it is Jin Qinger's means again.

Pingjiang looked up slightly. Taking advantage of the candlelight, he felt a cold light flashed in his eyes. He quickly looked over and saw that there was an extremely sharp black dagger beside the pillow. The sharp knife light made Pingjiang have no doubt that it could easily break his throat.

"Does she want to kill me? But why didn't you do it?"

There seemed to be more and more doubts. At this time, Jin Qinger moved with a squeak, and the quilt moved, revealing more white, but it was covered with red marks, which were obviously vigorously kneaded. Pingjiang was surprised to find that there were several deep kiss marks on Jin Qinger's towering chest, and the tooth marks are still clear. Clear and recognizable.

"I made all these?" Pingjiang looked at his hand and touched his mouth with a strange face.

Pingjiang stared at Jin Qinger's quiet face with an uncertain expression. He really can't decide how to treat her now. Originally, the two had been in the same position. Obviously, she wanted to kill herself last night, but she didn't know why she didn't do it.

"Huh?!" Suddenly, Pingjiang felt a hot stream rising from his lower abdomen and slowly dispersed all over his body, making him breathe heavily. He quickly reacted that the smell was still spreading in the secret room. Now he smelled too much and began to attack.

Pingjiang lifted the quilt and wanted to get up. The snow-white in his eyes, and the ditches and valleys along Jin Qinger's fat-like back and finally separated at the bottom, made his mind roar.

The quilt was suddenly thrown away, and then a black light flashed, and the ink dagger was also thrown out. With Jin Qinger's humming, Pingjiang became crazy.

A incense? Two columns of incense? Perhaps half an hour, or longer, Pingjiang regained consciousness and looked at Jin Qinger. Her cold face was full of new tears, but there was also an uncontrollable spring.

"Hurry up and turn off that damn thing."

Jin Qinger stared at Pingjiang, and her eyes were less cold and more strange than usual. She got up directly and pressed a place in the secret room. Pingjiang only heard a click. It was thought that some organ had been turned off.

"What the hell is this place? How can there be such an organ? Could it be that he is the king of Zhenbei..."

Jin Qinger picked up the warm quilt on the ground, gently wrapped it around her body, and said lightly, "If you are heard by the prince, you really don't have enough to die. This was originally a place where some shady prisoners were detained. Recently, I just used it to hide. By the way, your baby Mei lived here a few days ago.

Pingjiang nodded and watched Jin Qinger walk back** and lay down again.