Qiong Yu is thinking wildly.
Jiang Yantian on the opposite side suddenly withdrew his gaze.
He said naturally, "What are you standing for? You don't want me to come in and sit down?"
Qiong Yu was stunned.
Just go in and sit around?
Not doing it?
The messy speculations in her mind had not yet come to fruition.
The person subconsciously stepped aside to get out of the way. "Your Majesty... please."
Jiang Yantian nodded and went on the road!
The two of them entered the quiet bedroom one after the other.
The furnishings in the hall are simple.
Jiang Yantian is also welcome.
Sit down in a seat on your own.
He also patted the place next to him.
Qiong Yu sat across from him awkwardly.
Jiang Yantian just looked at her now.
She wore a plain white dress today.
The dress wrapped around her figure, outlining the curves that a mature woman should have.
It's not as youthful as Xie Wanwan, nor as pretty as Lu Jinglan.
She has the kind of charm that is unique to a mature woman and is accumulated over time.
Of course, it's still a perfect body, it's just that it's settled well.
The charm is still there!
It's as big as it should be, and it's as perky as it should be. It's not exaggerated, but it's particularly attractive.
Those eyebrows and eyes are full of charm.
When she pursed her lips, there was a trace of reserve that had been reserved for a long time.
Which cadre can withstand such a test!
Jiang Yantian glanced around and then stopped.
"I'm here today to tell you something." Jiang Yantian didn't beat around the bush.
"I am leaving this world and going back to my time. Wanwan and Jinglan will come with me."
Hearing this, Qiong Yu's heart skipped a beat.
She picked up the tea on the table and took a sip seemingly calmly.
But he didn't speak, just waiting for Jiang Yantian to finish.
"I came here to ask you a question." Jiang Yantian looked at her with an unusually serious tone. "Are you willing to come with me?"
The hall suddenly became quiet.
Sandalwood in a stove nearby burned quietly.
Qiong Yu lowered his head and did not answer immediately.
After a while, she slowly spoke.
The voice was light. "Your Majesty, have you ever thought about what would happen if I left this Yuanhao Immortal Sect?"
Jiang Yantian said calmly, "If you are really worried, I can move this whole place away."
"Of course, not everyone is willing to leave. There are definitely more opportunities here than mine!"
"To put it harshly, if there is another devastating fight on my side and a few world-destroying battles, it will basically be the end of the Dharma era."
This sentence Jiang Yantian is not nonsense.
Compared with the ancient times, it was really much weaker there.
To put it another way, all the breath has been eaten away by Heavenly Dao from unknown time.
Take it as your own.
The highest level is actually Dao Ancestor, and it is only three thousand Dao Ancestor.
If it continues to collapse and hundreds of thousands of years pass, it will mean that Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi will become thinner and enter the Age of Ending Dharma.
For Jiang Yantian and others, it has no impact, but others can't tell for sure.
As long as Jiang Yantian does not devour Heavenly Dao, in the future, Heavenly Dao will really have the final say.
Although his behavior is not to save people, but to control.
But it can be publicized to the outside world to expose Heavenly Dao's conspiracy.
How good it is to be both responsible and upright. With the pot Heavenly Dao on your back, you can do whatever you want, so cool!
When a new system is created, everything will be a foregone conclusion, and the people behind Heavenly Dao will be considered a gouba.
He is the Creator!
When the time comes, he can play the game as he pleases.
Hide various treasures, create more Child of Fortune, and let them fight each other to the death.
Watch them rise, watch them fall, watch them shout, don't bully young people who are poor.
When those who claim to be destined to truly reach their peak, they will discover that it is all a conspiracy.
It's all a development game.
Hee hee!
It makes me happy just thinking about it.
For Jiang Yantian, Qiong Yu believes it.
She founded this place, but it's not considered an orthodoxy, it's just a force.
She can't decide everyone.
Jiang Yantian looked at Qiong Yu and said again, "Of course, I don't plan to ask them one by one if they want to leave, that would be so troublesome."
"I just need to get your ideas, what you want to do, you go do the work, and I will solve it."
Qiong Yu raised her eyes, and there was a trace of stubbornness in her eyes that she was not even aware of.
She didn't say those thoughts just now, but she still asked.
"Your Majesty, have you ever thought about how many years I, Qiongyu, have been sitting in the Yuanhao Immortal Sect?"
"If I go with you, where will this whole family be?"
"Where do you put my face?"
What she said was neither humble nor arrogant.
It wasn't a rejection, but it wasn't a promise either.
The meaning is very clear.
Give me a step!
Jiang Yantian looked at her and suddenly smiled, "Face?"
"It's just that you retire, they won't fend for themselves."
"Without you, they would all have died. They were not born by you, they were just hired by others to work."
Qiong Yu was choked by his words.
Embarrassing!
She turned her face away and didn't look at him.
The tips of her ears turned red quietly.
Jiang Yantian leaned forward and lowered his voice. "I know what you are thinking."
"You are thinking that you are the master of the Immortal Sect, and you can't help but look like this."
"You are thinking about what it would look like if you left with a man." Qiong Yu's face suddenly became redder and redder.
He said the central thing.
She simply broke the jar, turned around, and looked directly at him. "Then Your Majesty, what should I do?"
"What does it matter if I leave with you? Your Daoist companion? Your concubine? Or an old acquaintance you just picked up?"
"It's still a fake old acquaintance."
This sentence carries a bit of a punchline.
It's normal to feel a little resentful.
From beginning to end, she felt that Jiang Yantian regarded her as the owner of that strand of black hair.
That is another Qiong Yu.
Otherwise there is no intersection at all.
Jiang Yantian looked at her, obviously feeling a little confused, but still insisting on speaking.
"In my place, there are no sect masters or concubines. Once they enter my door, they are mine."
"Wanwan is, Jinglan is, and so are you."
"I'm greedy for your body. I've just looked at you so many times. You are you and you are not someone else's replacement."
Qiong Yu's breathing stagnated for a moment.
She opened her mouth, wanting to say something else.
But look at Jiang Yantian's eyes that seem to be smiling but not smiling, but serious.
The excuse I had prepared suddenly became unspeakable.
She was silent for a long time.
Finally, she turned her face away and said in a voice as soft as a mosquito, "Let me think about this again."
To put it bluntly, if you agree, you become his woman.
This bastard is really shameless to a level that is difficult for ordinary people to understand.
No wonder he has so many women, and he always falls in love with the best one he meets.
Got it!
Jiang Yantian doesn't urge me either.
He looked at Qiong Yu's shy look but didn't want to drive him away.
My mind felt like a bright mirror.
He suddenly stood up and stretched, as if changing the topic.
"Well, let's not talk about this in advance. I just came to your place and I haven't seen it properly yet."
"Your master's place of cultivation is very beautiful. Come on, take me around?"
Qiong Yu was stunned.
She was already prepared to continue to be fooled by him.
Unexpectedly, he changed the topic so easily.
She was stunned for a moment and looked at Jiang Yantian.
"What? Inconvenient?" Jiang Yantian raised his eyebrows.
"No... no." Qiong Yu stood up subconsciously. "If your Majesty wants to take a look, I... I will lead the way."
The two of them left the dormitory one after the other.
On the top of the mountain, a bluestone path winds toward a viewing platform.
Qiong Yu walked in front, and Jiang Yantian followed slowly behind her.