Chapter 1277 There is something important to discuss

   Seeing this scene, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief. The people in the side hall all let out a heavy breath. Nangong Qianmo's status is not enough for people in Yancheng to take it seriously. However, if she was able to come back to life, it at least explained one problem, the soul-returning pill is enough to bring people back to life.

  However, no one is stupid enough to think that as long as they die, they can bring themselves back to life with a soul-returning pill.

  Nangong Qianmo was preserved by Bei Tinghuang in the best way almost at the moment of her death because of the presence of Bei Tinghuang. She was kept in the bracelet space, where the spirit and demon energy is very strong, and she was protected by the spirit veins, so she waited until Bei Tinghuang refined the soul-returning pill.

  As for the soul-returning pill, is it so easy to refine? Although the formula for refining the soul-returning pill has been spread to the mainland following Bei Tinghuang's shot in Danska City, any medicinal material in it is a **** of heaven and earth, which is beyond reach.

  If the formula of Huihun Dan gave people hope, those medicinal materials also made people feel hopeless.

   Nangong Qianmo is naturally taken care of by Nangong Qianxi in the side hall. She just woke up, and she is not very clear about many things. While Nangong Qianxi was accompanying her in the side hall, she also wanted to tell her about the changes in the mainland so that she could integrate into the team as soon as possible.

  The others all came out from the side hall. It's getting late, Yancheng has set up a dinner party, the wine and meat are fragrant, and the cups of dendrobium are intertwined. Bei Ting Huang followed Bei Ting Jing and sat at a table with Dong Fang Jiao, Dong Fang Ao, Ximen Song and others, while Yan Ye sat at a table with the Great Elder and the senior officials of Huang Cheng.

"Your Highness Ye Wang, I don't know whether to call you His Royal Highness Ye Wang or Lord Yan City!" Bei Tingqing raised his glass to Yan Ye appreciatively, "The reason why we came here early is because we have important matters to discuss with His Royal Highness Ye Wang. Discuss, I wonder if His Highness the Night King has time to chat with us?"

Yan Ye raised his cup and saluted Bei Tingqing. He glanced at Bei Tinghuang lingeringly, nodded and said, "I also have something to discuss with the leader of Nanling and the four venerables. How about tonight!"

  As for Bei Tinghuang, Dongfang Jiao is begging Bei Tinghuang to take them for a stroll in Yancheng, "I heard that every year around September 15th, the night market in Yancheng is very lively..."

  Hearing this, Bei Tingjing's brows moved calmly. September 15th is Xiao Jiu's birthday, and the lord of Yan City is Yan Ye. On the way here, Bei Ting Jing also heard that from the day of Yancheng's construction, the two months before and after September 15th were the days of celebration for the whole city of Yancheng.

  Yan City has been established for thousands of years. From the day when the Central Continent existed, there has been Yan City. But ten thousand years ago, Xiao Jiu was not born. Is it all a coincidence?

  Beitingjing never thinks this is a coincidence. Yan Ye also has the identity of the Demon Lord of the Dark Demon Palace, which made him involuntarily think of the story about the world of Lubisi told by the leader of Nanling and Qiongqi when he was in Phoenix City, and the story about the world of the Demon Emperor. and the Queen's story.

  If a dead person can come back to life after eating the soul-returning pill. Then, with Yan Ye's method, can a person who has been dead for thousands of years be reborn?

Bei Tingjing's eyes fell on Bei Tinghuang's body again, looking at her in a red robe, with such a bright smile on her face, flying wildly, her long black hair swaying freely behind her every move, her The face became more and more delicate, and it looked the same as the timid younger sister in his memory, but so different.

  (end of this chapter)