C15 Request Medicine Rakshasa Empress

Actually, it wasn't difficult to find Meng Qianhun. If the book hadn't been rewritten by an outsider like him, then the one who joined hands with Meng Qianhun to cause trouble was Qu Lingjing himself. He was naturally familiar with the place where the two of them met in the mortal world.

Qu Lingjing changed into the attire of the Devil Lord and put on his mask. Before he left, he went to Xue Jingyin's room to take a look. He found that Xue Jingyin's movements were quite fast. In just a short while, she had turned Xin Lianyue into a hedgehog.

Qu Lingjing quietly came to Xue Jingyin's side: "Thank you for your hard work, Nianzhi."

Xue Jingyin didn't raise his head. His hands were still rapidly applying the needles as he whispered, "Why are you so good to Qin Yubing?"

Qu Lingjing did not expect Xue Jingyin to suddenly say this, but since she had asked, he would answer her seriously, "He blocked it for me. Otherwise, I would have been poisoned."

Xue Jingyin didn't say another word. For the first Devil Lord time, he didn't choke back. Only after Qu Lingjing had left did he turn to Qin Yubing. It was as if he was talking to Qin Yubing, but at the same time, he was also talking to himself. "I've never seen you so stubborn and proud before. You obviously care about him, yet you still have to give him a bad face when you're together. Only someone like him has no temper. If it was another Devil Lord, why don't you give it a try?"

When Qu Lingjing walked out of the inn, the demonic barrier on the street had already been reduced by quite a bit. He knew that this must have been done by Sheng Xueyin, but he did not know how this guy had managed to accomplish such a difficult mission by himself. He jumped onto the roof of the tallest of the houses and looked out. What he saw shocked Qu Lingjing.

He saw a green figure sitting on the arena not far away. The corpse of a blood marten was hanging in front of him, and tens of thousands of people who had been possessed by the devil rushed towards him like a tide with him as the center. Around him, he could vaguely see the complicated Immortals' array, which was connected by layers of silver light. In the area, countless Will Swords flew back and forth, piercing through the chests of those who had been possessed by the devil. Those people fell to the ground like puppets with broken strings.

He was still constantly sending spiritual energy to reinforce and expand the Ten Thousand Demons Subduing Formation. In order to finally remove the demonic barriers, he was returning a clear and peaceful scene to Twin Jade City.

Qu Lingjing could tell that the spiritual energy consumption was huge just by looking at the output of such a large array. He wondered if Sheng Xueyin would be able to last until the end.

In a corner of the arena, Qu Lingjing also saw Lau Piaoxu, the beauty who ranked second on the Unparalleled List, hiding in a spherical protective barrier and admiring Sheng Xueyin's godlike operation.

Qu Lingjing remembered Qin Yubing's description of Sheng Xueyin. His life's goal was to focus on cultivation. He didn't care about the world, and he had no place to go.

It was a pity that such a man as he was had a pure heart, and so many things that he could not let go of. Perhaps this was the cause of his future troubles.

Qu Lingjing suddenly felt that it wasn't a good thing to know the rest of the story. It was as if he couldn't help but feel sorry for Sheng Xueyin when he saw what was in front of him.

At the southwest side of the foot of Mt. Zongyi, behind a sparsely populated forest, stood a neatly repaired palace. It was not as ostentatious as Devil Clan's Luosha Palace, but it was obvious that only people with status could live in it. The corners of the roof were carved with the fierce beasts of the Devil Realm, and the interior was decorated in red, the same color as the owner of this place.

When the guards at the door saw that it was Qu Lingjing, they automatically opened up a path for him to enter. The fiery-red Night Demon Empress was resting her forehead on a plush cushion with a sad expression. When she saw Qu Lingjing, she walked over with a sullen face.

"Lord, have you ever seen my blood marten? Listen to my report, my crucible has been... stabbed to death. My crucible has been with me for a thousand years, and it was stabbed to death just like that! My heart is broken..."

"I really don't want to let her go after keeping her for so long. Empress, don't be too sad. If you like her, you can keep some other pets."

Meng Qianhun's eyes suddenly became sinister and ruthless. She gritted her teeth and said, "Saint Lord, do you know who killed my crucible so cruelly next time?"

Qu Lingjing felt the sudden change in Meng Qianhun's gaze and broke out in a cold sweat for the female lead. If she knew that it was her mistress, he didn't know how miserable she would die.

"When I saw it, the cormorant was still alive and kicking. If I didn't know the cormorant was dead, I wouldn't have known who did it. However, she was a bit naughty. My two men were bitten because they were watching. It wasn't good. Could the Empress bestow medicine for me to bring back and save my two subordinates?"

Meng Qianhun said in surprise, "My cormorant has always been obedient, but there are times when it bites the wrong person. It's really a flood that washed over the Dragon King Temple. Of course I have to save the people of the Sage King. However... Didn't the Sage King say a while ago that he wasn't feeling well and wouldn't come to join in the fun? Why is he in the mood to come out and take a walk now? If I knew that the Sage King was coming out, I would have notified you in advance." Meng Qianhun's strange tone made Qu Lingjing shiver. The fiery red body continued to lean towards Qu Lingjing. It was unknown what kind of spice this person was using, but it was so sharp that Qu Lingjing couldn't even breathe.

"Empress, you must be joking. It's true that my body has not fully recovered yet, but one of the Immortals beauties I caught a few days ago has run away, and she even kidnapped a male pet from my harem. How can I swallow this anger? Of course I have to catch her and bring her back to teach her a lesson. What do you think, Empress?" Qu Lingjing was leaning against Meng Qianhun until his entire body was covered in fur. While he was bowing, he moved a meter away.

"This kind of thing really can't be allowed. If we let them run away, how are we going to manage the Saint Lord's huge harem in the future? If one of them runs away today, two of them will run away tomorrow. In just a few days, all of them will be gone. Sage King, don't worry. Draw two pictures for me. If I catch those two male pets, I will definitely catch them for you and let you train them."

Just as Meng Qianhun was about to move forward again, Qu Lingjing quickly moved to the side of the table and drew on a piece of paper. Although Qu Lingjing's drawing skills were only at the level of middle school art class, he had to put on a full show. He had to bite the bullet and draw.

Meng Qianhun twisted her waist and picked up one of the finished paintings. After staring at it for a minute, she slowly said, "Is this person the little disciple from the Profound Sect in the arena today? What's his name? Qin Yubing?"

Qu Lingjing was shocked by Meng Qianhun's ability to recognize. It was unbelievable that such an abstract painting could recognize who it was. He didn't want Qin Yubing to fall into Meng Qianhun's hands in the future and be sent to the Devil Realm. If Qin Yubing knew that this was his doing, he would hate him to death.

"Does the empress think that my drawing is quite similar?" Qu Lingjing couldn't help but wonder how Meng Qianhun could tell what Qin Yubing looked like from such a rough sketch.

Meng Qianhun gave a strange smile. "That's not it. After not seeing you for a few days, your drawing skills have deteriorated quite a bit. It's just that the matter of the Sage King abducting the little disciple of Profound Sect a while ago was no longer a secret in the Devil Realm. I can't tell anything else from your painting, but judging from your attire, you are clearly a disciple of Immortals. That's why Qianhun made such a guess. "

This was still his fault. What kind of abstract painting was he supposed to draw for the disciples of Immortals?..