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Dan Heng remained expressionless, guessing in his mind what kind of trouble these rascals had gotten into this time.
"Here's the thing, there's an organization on Immortal Ship called the Secret Transmission of Medicine King, Uncle Yang, Dan Heng, are you familiar with it?"
Qiong patted Danheng on the shoulder and looked at Walter opposite him.
"I have some recollection of it."
The secret teachings of the Medicine King had been hidden in the Immortal Ship for a long time, and were still occasionally active during Dan Feng's era, so Dan Heng naturally knew about them.
Walter nodded in agreement. They were a group of bountiful people who had defied the laws of the Immortal Ship and were pursuing immortality; they had been quite active recently.
However, unlike the Star Core Disaster, this matter is entirely an internal affair of the Celestial Ship, and it also involves historical issues. Without the Celestial Ship's invitation, Walter cannot offer assistance.
"Jingyuan asked me to investigate, so we made a bet..."
Qiong sat down next to Xing and recounted the whole story.
Walter and Danheng were somewhat helpless. Investigating such a serious matter as the Medicine King Organization had become a bit distorted by the way these people were doing it.
However, for these lively characters, it was a reason to boost their enthusiasm.
Judging from the performance of the individuals, the survey results were remarkable, and the outcome was quite good.
However, the cards played by both sides next left Walter and Danheng completely bewildered.
what?
The secret lair of the Medicine King is the Pill Refining Division, one of the Six Departments!?
There's a secret grotto-heaven beneath the Dan Ding Division!?
Are nearly half of the physicians and alchemists members of the Medicine King's Secret Teachings Organization?
"March, are you kidding me?"
Danheng settled in Bengbu.
Even if we remove the factor of hometown, just looking at this matter from the perspective of having Danfeng's memories is absurd enough!
"Of course not, we have evidence."
March 7 muttered, her tone a little weaker. It wasn't that she was lying, but her evidence was a video taken by Gui Naifen. If you looked at it, you could see that the investigation results were unreliable.
"Ahem, anyway, the evidence is conclusive, so how about it? You've lost, haven't you?"
March 7th crossed his arms and looked smugly at the two gray-haired men opposite him.
She didn't run into Xing Qiong at the Pill Cauldron Division, which means that the two of them haven't yet investigated the headquarters of the Medicine King's Secret Organization. They've won this investigation competition!
"lose?"
Xingqiong exchanged glances, then each took out a black hat from their spatial ring, put it on their heads, and gently pressed down on the smoke rising from it. Their demeanor changed in the astonished gazes of the others.
"Let me introduce myself. Standing before you now is Gin."
He wore a dark black trench coat and put his hands in his pockets.
Vodka.
Xing didn't change her clothes, mainly because changing into clothes in the Xianzhou style is a bit troublesome.
"This is the identity jade tablet of the leader of the Medicine King, who will soon become the second-in-command of the Medicine King's secret organization and his henchmen."
March 7: W (?Д?) W, What?
Bronya: (°ー°)
Bai hope: "Σ（っ°Д°;）っ"
Danheng: "(￣.￣)"
Old Yang: "(￣△￣)"
What have you all done?!
You were sent to investigate the organization, but you went undercover and became the organization's second-in-command!?
"Ah Qi".
Qiong's light and airy tone made March 7th and Little Duck's expression gradually turn pale.
“We already know about the intelligence you investigated, and I also have more detailed information about the branches and the leaders!”
"!!!"
Oops!
It flipped! It flipped!
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The atmosphere in the room was even more eerie than when Dan Heng entered.
Walter's expression was particularly interesting. How long has it been since Qiong returned from the Black Tower Space Station?
How exactly was it done to get him into the Medicine King's secret lineage and become the second-in-command?
According to the information on the new recruit assessments from the Shence Mansion, they probably wouldn't even be able to become new recruits in this short time.
Although this matter sounds very unbelievable and hard to believe, no one present did not believe it and all believed in the two's ability to cause trouble.
"Aaaaaah, why did it turn out like this?! Waaaaaah!?"
On March 7th, the steamed egg covered her head and wailed; she couldn't understand it.
Strictly speaking, using the information provided by Su Chang can be considered cheating or using a substitute player.
What's more cruel than losing a game?
Even after cheating and hiring a professional player to boost my account, I still couldn't win.
What's more cruel than losing by cheating?
Before the final settlement of the game, he voluntarily increased the bet, tripling it!
March 7th, who turned ashen on the spot, collapsed to his knees, utterly annihilated, looking as if he were about to say, "I can't do anything anymore."
"Oh, how pitiful."
The Star Core Spirit shook her head and sighed as if with sympathy, but considering that she was one of the culprits, the tone was more sarcastic.
"My poor Ah Qi, he tried to control us with his evil heart, but he couldn't defeat the messenger of justice. He lost the game and was so angry that he broke down. He cried and made a scene. So pitiful!"
"Ugh, I'm so angry!"
Qiong's taunt caused March 7's anger level to soar several times in an instant.
It's hardened, its fists are hardened!
Suddenly enraged, Little March lunged at Qiong with bared teeth and claws.
"Poor and weak!"
Laughing loudly, Qiong reacted quickly, grabbing San Yueqi in the middle of the air and catching him around the waist.
The entire movement was so fluid that it seemed as if March 7th was actively throwing herself into Qiong's arms.
"Stop it, Ah Qi, there are Qiong Zai outside."
Xing cooperated perfectly, grabbing March 7's wrist that was wrapped around Qiong's neck and imprisoning her small hands together.
"Let me go!"
"Your hands are bound, which is unfair. You've lost. Do you, Ah Qi, intend to break the bet?"
Qiong struggled to bind them, her shapely figure somewhat embarrassing. March 7th's pretty, lively face gradually flushed crimson as she cried out:
"It's unfair that you're fighting two against one!"
"He held Gong Ping up to the point where her feet were off the ground on the seventh day of the third lunar month, and stared at her with his head turned to the side."
"I, I... I keep my word!"
Stared at by two gray-haired creatures and four piercing golden eyes, March 7 stiffened its neck and then glared back at the two men angrily.
She lost the game, shouldn't she be allowed to vent her frustration?
"Okay, Xing, let go."
Qiong placed the girl on the ground, took a slight step back, twisted her waist, put one hand on her hip, and raised the other, striking a JoJo pose at an angle.
"I have a million ways to deal with a mere Ah Qi... Alright! Let the duel begin!"
Just as March 7th was about to unleash her special privileges as a beautiful girl, she suddenly stopped in her tracks, staring at the hand that Qiong was holding up Xing's skirt and raising her up. Her little mind immediately recalled the scene from that night when they played strip mahjong.
"Qiong—! What, what are you going to do?"
Splat!
In a moment of distraction, March 7th lost the initiative and was grabbed by the shoulders and restrained by Qiong.
"By lifting the hem of the skirt, you attract the target's attention, forcing them to think about whether they are wearing leggings, underwear, or nothing at all, thus seizing the opportunity for a decisive strike."
"Xing, are you really willing to let Qiong use you like this?"
March 7th, his face filled with grief and indignation, had learned to sow discord.
"Sorry, Ah Qi, Qiong Zai is my older brother (today only)."
Xing said solemnly and in a deep voice.
Watching the three chasing and playing, Little Duck couldn't maintain her Silverwing-style big sister smile anymore.
Lost.
She herself was fine; after all, it was Silverwing's body, and she was used to the White Hole memory overflow error.
The problem is Seele.
We must keep a close eye on Seele and not let her be alone with Qiong!
Danheng and Lao Yang digested and discussed the explosive amount of information Xingqiong had brought back.
That evening, Seele was called to a ranked match by Silver Wolf, who was using Qiong's game account.
Returning to their bodies, the secondary silver wings and stars, Qiong attacked from both sides, initially Qiong and the secondary silver wings jointly attacking the star dressed in ancient style.
After using the female body to deplete most of Xing's strength, the Second Silverwing threw its remaining body to Little Duck.
Xing could only estimate the effect of wearing it herself based on the increased attack speed and critical hit rate of Qiong. However, when Bronya put on the ancient costume, Xing was amazed.
In short, it was a battle that left a lasting impression.
The next day, early in the morning.
"Today is another day full of hope!"
After putting on a pink, white, blue, and purple dress, clipping her precious camera to her waist, and finally adjusting the position and tightness of her leg rings in front of the mirror, March 7th stepped out of the room with her slender and graceful legs.
The frustration of losing yesterday vanished after a good night's sleep, proving that no worries last overnight.
So cute, but brainless!
"Eh?"
After greeting Uncle Yang, who was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper, March 7 sniffed with her delicate nose and tilted her head in confusion, seemingly leaning towards the kitchen.
fragrance?
Is anyone using the kitchen?
The kitchen on the guesthouse floor is probably never used even once by any of the 100 guests who stay there.
But as a high-end inn, guests may not need it, but they can't be without it. What if a tourist suddenly decides to try making Xianzhou cuisine themselves?
The girl ran over with her hands behind her back and her little boots clicking on the ground.
The aroma of bamboo steamers mingled with the sweetness of dates, filling the room. On the seventh day of the third lunar month, the smell of delicious food immediately caught my eye.
Inside the golden cake, a few red dates basked in the sun, glistening like honey, and were sprinkled with crushed peanuts, making it incredibly tempting.
What surprised March 7 even more was the figure wearing an apron.