Rebirth in Another World: Enchanting and Chaotic World

"You are stupid!" Qian Mo knocked her head: "If the Immortal Lord loses, will I still stand here talking to you? Will you still be here safe and sound?"

"Oh, that's right. What about Feng Qianjue? How is he?" Nangong Qingyu grabbed his shoulders and shook him hard.

Qian Mo's expression changed slightly: "How do you know Feng Qianjue?"

"Um... Master, he told me, what happened to him?" Nangong Qingyu shook even more fiercely.

"Stop, stop, stop! Stop shaking!" Seeing Nangong Qingyu loosen his grip, Qian Mo continued, "The Demon Lord was seriously injured and led his troops back to the Demon Realm."

"Injured? Seriously injured..." Nangong Qingyu murmured.

That bastard, why did he come here? He was injured. Wasn't he still alive and kicking when we saw him that day? Why couldn't he even beat Xiao Jifan? Why did he come even though he knew he couldn't beat him? Just to distract them.

Do you want to take a look at her?

How stupid!

Suddenly his eyes changed: "Qian Mo, can you tell me about Lecturer Fu and Demon Lord?"

Qian Mo was stunned for a moment, and looked at her with complicated eyes: "The Immortal Lord and the Demon Lord should have known each other a long time ago. Hundreds of years ago, the Immortal Lord was reborn after the failure of the calamity, bringing with him a little bit of what he had before the calamity.

Memory, if my guess is correct, the Immortal Lord may have lived for thousands of years before the calamity."

"It's been a thousand years..." Images of the woman in red and the man in white flashed through Nangong Qingyu's mind, intermittently, but she couldn't catch them.

"However, the Demon Lord of the Demon Realm and his Yuan Shen were severely injured during the Immortal Lord's calamity. Otherwise, with the ability of the Immortal World, how could he withstand it? He may have grudged the Immortal Lord and frequently harassed Penglai Mountain after the Immortal Lord was born, but every time

Every time I came here, I was beaten to pieces by the Immortal Lord. I haven't done anything for a long time recently, and the excuse this time is actually for you." Qian Mo looked at Nangong Qingyu thoughtfully.

Why did Qian Mo look at her strangely?

There were emotions in his eyes that she couldn't understand.

That was pretty much what she wanted to know. No, there was one more question.

"Qian Mo, you should know about Qian Mo, right?"

"Thousand-year-old ink is made from the water of Yaochi and the extremely cold stones of Tianshan Mountain after grinding for 7749 days. However, it must be stored for thousands of years, which is extremely rare. Whatever is written on paper will not melt in the wind or disperse when exposed to water.

, is a rare good thing in the world. If it is dropped on people or animals, it will coagulate when it touches the skin and cannot be washed off. It will spread in less than three months. If it spreads to the whole body and penetrates deep into the bone marrow, it will only last forever.

That’s it.”

Qian Mo does know a lot, but - "Is there a way to resolve Qian Mo?"

"What?" Qian Mo noticed something unusual about her.

Nangong Qingyu didn't hide it and raised her hand to let him take a look.

"Qian Mo?!" Qian Mo frowned: "Where did you get it?"

"In the master's study."

"The Immortal Lord actually has a thousand years of ink?!" Qian Mo seemed surprised and seemed to have expected it. The Immortal of Xiao Jifantang was also an Immortal Lord, so it was not surprising that he had such a thing.

"Then you can say it!" Nangong Qingyu also wanted to know, is it true that there is only one way as Xiao Jifan said?

"There is only one way to get rid of Qian Mo, which is to go to the Feng Kingdom Emperor's Mausoleum in the human world and soak in the holy spring water for seventy-seven forty-nine days." Qian Mo had a heavy look on his face. If he really wanted to enter the Emperor's Mausoleum, then Nangong Qingyu would

He couldn't even think about marrying...

Nangong Qingyu asked again, "Does it mean that in order to enter the emperor's mausoleum, one has to become the emperor or the prince's wife and concubine?"