Seeing that Pixiu was angry, Duanmu Qingjiao said angrily: "Why don't I just say something?
It depends on your face."
Pixiu said calmly: "The four sacred objects in the Tianlong Cemetery, including the Destiny Rhyme Book on the prisoner cow, belong to you, so I also got the two sacred objects on Wang Jianjian."
Duanmu Qing smiled and said: "Although they all belong to me, they have not yet belonged to our family.
I only have one sacred weapon with me now, and that is the multicolored stone brought back by Bai Jing."
"The five-colored stone is the treasure left behind by Nuwa, the saint of our demon clan.
The elders of the family agreed to give the five-colored stone to you," Pixiu said doubtfully.
Duanmu Qing nodded: "I promoted the five elders one by one.
Whatever I say is what I say.
They listen to me very much."
"That's not the same as the five dogs you raised."
Pixiu sneered: "Although the five sacred artifacts are nominally used as treasures of the clan, they are not in your hands yet."
"This time Bai Jing has done something good, I'm going to reward him with a sacred weapon."
Duanmu Qing said.
Pixiu was startled, then waved his hand: "Bai Jing's cultivation level is not comparable to mine.
He has a simple mind and well-developed limbs.
What can he do if you give him a sacred weapon?"
"Are you uncomfortable when I do things?"
Duanmu Qing said with an unhappy face.
Pixiu kissed Duanmu Qing's red lips, hugged her into his arms and said, "I will obey your words, and I will do what you say."
"Humph, you're a mouthful."
"Hey, what I'm worried about now is not how many holy weapons our clan has, but whether our clan can have a second saint."
Pixiu sighed.
"What do you mean?"
A flash of light flashed in Duanmu Qing's eyes: "Although my cultivation reached the late stage of the Supreme Saint five thousand years ago, I have never been able to reach the Supreme Saint.
I always feel that I am just a little short of it.
That is too little.
It’s difficult.”
Pixiu smiled lightly and said: "Don't you understand what I mean?
Although you are the Lord of Heaven in the world now, that old guy Lianfen will kick you out of this position at any time.
Junxi's son is a lesson for us, so I'm thinking, If a race wants to gain a foothold in the Three Realms, it cannot do so without a strong backer, and the big backer I am referring to is the Shangsheng.”
A hint of sadness flashed in Duanmu Qing's eyes: "Our clan's saint Nuwa sacrificed herself in order to save the three realms.
As a result, those beasts from the God Clan and the Dragon Clan want to destroy our clan.
It's really repaying kindness with revenge."
Pixiu lowered his voice at this time and said: "I have always been unable to understand one thing."
"What's up" "Where did Wang Jianjian get the two holy weapons?
How could a boy from the underworld get two holy weapons?
And do you know that those two holy weapons are both high-level holy weapons?"
"What high-level sacred weapon?"
Duan Muqing raised his head and looked at Pixiu, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes.
Pixiu said expressionlessly: "It would be great if he was still alive.
I could learn from him how he obtained those two sacred weapons."
Duanmuqing guessed: "Could it be Tianming God?"
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Pixiu: "Impossible, Tianming God doesn't even have a sacred weapon himself.
It's impossible for Wang Jian to get it in his memory."
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"Sacred" "Didn't you leave behind Wang Jian's parents?
Maybe you can get some news from them."
Duanmu Qing said.
Pixiu shook his head: "Both of them are mortals.
I know Wang Jian very well.
There are some things he will never tell his parents.
I have been with him for several years, and I know everything about his character."
Understand."
"Show me those two sacred artifacts.
I've never seen a high-level sacred artifact before."
Duanmu Qing's face was full of excitement.
Pixiu leaned into Duanmu Qing's ear and said: "Shh, only you and I know about this.
You can't tell anyone.
Maybe one day we will be like Junxi and suddenly be killed by that old guy Lianfen."
Then, a long sword and a bead appeared in his hand, which were the golden sword and the sealing bead.
Duanmuqing reached out to take the golden sword and said, "Have you recognized the master?"
"Of course I recognize the owner.
After Wang Jian died, these two sacred weapons became ownerless.
I originally wanted to save Wang Jian, but that old man An Yan wanted to kill me like crazy, so I had no choice but to take it.
Use the teleportation talisman to escape."
Duanmu Qing waved the sword flower, picked up the Feng Lingzhu, looked at it, and said: "After completing the tasks assigned by Lianfen, we will get married, and then I will leave the heaven to your management for the time being."
"Leave it to me to manage.
I am also planning to go to the world of the underworld.
I want to get rid of the four remaining guys from Gong Zhong's family.
That Gong Zhongqiang is really lucky.
I obviously killed him, but I didn't expect that he still escaped.
A trace of soul."
Pixiu said with a cold face: "After getting rid of the four Gongzhongs, there is also the guy Bai Yan.
He is the only one of the five guardians who has escaped, and he is the only one left in the dragon clan.
This guy must be killed. , I don’t want to leave any threat.
If there weren’t too many things going on in the family during this period, I would have gone long ago.”
Duanmuqing smiled: "I have my own reasons for leaving it to you to manage what I am doing in such a hurry.
Now I am only a little bit away from the realm of the Saint.
I want to take a good retreat, and maybe I will break through.
Wait for me If we break through, let alone them, I will get rid of Issei from the underworld and Haheis from the underworld."
At this moment, a voice came into the hall: "Report to the Lord of the Underworld, Hahes, for an audience."
"Why is that old guy Ha Heisi here?"
Pixiu grinned.
Duanmu Qing smiled and said: "You hide him first, I want to see what he does when he comes to see me."
Pixiu said: "Now that you have six sacred weapons in your hand, that guy exploded another dharma body in Tianlong Cemetery.
He must be afraid that our heaven will retaliate against their underworld, so I won't come to discuss this with you."
After that, His figure disappeared from the spot.
The corners of Duanmu Qing's mouth turned up slightly, he appeared on the bench above and said indifferently: "Let him come in."
Huangling Village, Ding Zhonghai’s home.
Wang Jian lay motionless on the bed, his mind filled with thoughts of the headless figure.
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Are you blinded?
Why does that scene feel a bit familiar?
Thinking of this, Wang Jian tried hard to recall it.
But no matter what he thought, his mind was blank, nothing, those memories no longer existed.
At this time, Ani's voice came in from outside: "Wang Jian, are you still sleeping?"
Wang Jian said nothing.
At this time, he felt that his name was a bit unfamiliar.
"It seems that I'm still sleeping.
I'll call you when I have dinner."
Ani said to herself.
"Wang Jian, am I really called Wang Jian?
If my name is Wang Jian, then my father will believe in Wang, but there is no memory of my family in my mind."
Wang Jian murmured: "But My eyes are different from normal people, why can I see things in the dark”: