She suddenly sighed, looked at Ji Sijue, and said slowly: Don't you still understand the gap between the big water tank and the big boss?

The big water tank is just a big water tank, and the big boss is the big boss, no matter how big the water tank is, at most it can only raise a few goldfish, and our big boss is my husband.

My husband is the only big boss in the world, although he also raises fish, but it is my mermaid who raises it, no matter how beautiful the goldfish is, it can't compare to the mermaid, don't you understand?

Ji Sijue began to touch the beard under his chin again.

He has a habit of touching his beard whenever he is thinking about a problem, or when he is interested in something.

He seemed to feel that although this little monkey looked like Lin Daiyu's melancholy, he was actually a very funny person, at least he was very funny when he spoke.

Thinking of this, he nodded, and then said lightly: I think I have understood, but I have another question that I don't understand, this question is, why did the old monkey tell me this?

Bai Qinghou smiled, laughed very secretly, laughed even a little ill-willedly, touched his fat chin and said: Because you are a dead man.

Ji Sijue touched his beard again, with a mysterious smile on his face, as if he was very satisfied with this answer, and as if he thought this answer was very interesting, and said:

So, now can you tell this dead man, at this time five years ago, that I asked you for an answer?

Hearing this, Bai Qinghou's originally kind big fat face suddenly became serious, and the lump of fat seemed to be frozen suddenly, and said faintly:

What my old monkey said always counts, and since I have promised you, I will definitely give you the answer, but I have only just learned where the person you are looking for is.

Ji Sijue was excited for a while, but pretended to be calm and said: Oh, where is he then?

Bai Qinghou's face became even heavier.

This expression undoubtedly told him that the place he was talking about was a terrible place.

However, after thinking about it again, he still said it and said: Ogi Mirror Palace.

However, the three words "Ogi Mirror Palace" didn't seem to have much shock to Ji Sijue, and the expression on his face was still very calm, as if he had already thought that the person he was looking for was in Ogi Mirror Palace.

However, Ji Bingyan was surprised, and when she heard the words, she almost jumped up, and said loudly at Bai Qinghou: What? You mean, Du Jiu is now in the Dijing Palace?

Bai Qinghou seemed to be afraid that she would run over and pull down her fat face again in a hurry, so he preemptively pulled a few times for her.

first pulled up and down, and then pulled left and right, like this up and down, left and right several times, as if to make Ji Bingyan feel satisfied, and as if he wanted to let his expression relax as soon as possible.

And the expressions on his face that had been frozen seemed to really begin to thaw slowly, and said: Not only that, but I also know that he has killed the golden knife Chen Biao.

These words seemed to be unexpected by Ji Bingyan again, she was almost about to jump up, her pink face was swollen red, and she said loudly: Where is it?

Bai Qinghou seemed to have expected her to make this expression, but just wiped the saliva Xingzi that she had sprayed on her face just now because she was too excited, and said lightly: Piaoxianglou.

Ji Sijue had been listening to them all the time, and it was not until this time that he was moved.

He first looked at Bai Qinghou, as if judging the correctness of what he said, and then, as if he had determined that he was indeed not lying, he looked at Ji Bingyan with a look of surprise on his face.

He gently took Ji Bingyan in his arms and patted her shoulder, as if to calm her down, then he let out a long sigh and muttered: It turns out ......

At this time, Bai Qinghou's originally serious fat face suddenly showed a meaningful smile, and said leisurely: Lingtu is really good, can he harm his master like this?

Although Ji Sijue was trying his best to appease Ji Bingyan's emotions, his own face became ugly, and he said angrily: This brute ......

Bai Qinghou patted him on the shoulder, as if to persuade him to mourn by the way, he also sighed, and said: Now, even if you hate Du Jiu, it's useless.

As if he didn't understand what he meant, Ji Sijue stared at him, his eyebrows suddenly crossed into a straight line, his face showed murderous intent, and said coldly: What?

Bai Qinghou suddenly laughed, and said loudly: Hey, hey, hey, brother, don't look at me with such eyes, okay, your eyes look weird and scary.

Let me tell you the truth, even if you already know Du Jiu's whereabouts, you can't kill him, and now, no one can kill him.

Ji Bingyan suddenly sneered, her expression seemed to be very disdainful, and she said coldly: Hmph, Golden Dao Chen Biao, a conscienceless thing, in order to steal his father's sword book, he actually did not hesitate to deceive the second sister to die, although he deserved to die, but Du Jiu deserved to die, sooner or later I will pierce his throat with a sword.

Ji Sijue suddenly calmed down, touched his beard, and seemed to be thinking about something.

He knew that the reason why Bai Qinghou said this was not unfounded, so he asked again: Could it be that he has already found the sword book?

Bai Qinghou smiled and said: Even if he has found the sword spectrum, even if he has practiced the peerless swordsmanship on the sword spectrum, he is still your apprentice after all.

Because you, the master, are well aware of his weakness, it is still easy for you to kill him, so he can only find a safer layer of protection for himself.

Now, Golden Sword Chen Biao has joined the Dijing Palace with Jian Pu'er, because he clearly knows that the Dijing Palace can protect him more than Jian Pu'er.

After being silent for a while, Ji Sijue seemed to regain his composure.

He looked at his clothes.

It was a white-washed blue shirt, old but still neat, with a layer of dust on it from the long journey.

Ji Sijue brushed it gently, flattened the wrinkled place, and bounced off the dust that fell on it, and then, with a sigh, said slowly:

Ever since the day I crawled out of the grave, I believed that the Golden Throwing Villa would not disappoint me, but as a result, I was still disappointed.

Bai Qinghou smiled bitterly, shook his head innocently, and said: It's not that I don't want to help you, but I really can't help you.

Ji Sijue also smiled.

However, his expression when he laughed was so unnatural, those smiles were as fake as if they were drawn with a pen, and he said in a deep voice: What?

Bai Qinghou had no choice but to smile bitterly.

Then, he slowly regained his true character as a big boss, and said loudly: Everything my old monkey said is the truth, but my old monkey still has to say the biggest truth today.

The biggest time of this sentence is, Ogi Jing Palace, people like us really can't afford to provoke it, and the reason why I wanted to promise you to check Du Jiu's whereabouts was only for the sake of you being a dead man.

But now, now that you've crawled out of the grave, you're the only one to figure out the rest of the matter, and there's only so much I can do to help you, I'm really sorry.

Ji Sijue was also sighing.

Bai Qinghou patted him on the shoulder,

Speaking of this, he looked at the big water tank, and suddenly there was an indescribable relief and excitement on his face, and said with a smile: Now, what I want to say to them has been finished, so, how are you going to drown him next?

The big water tank looked at Ji Sijue, as if he was looking at a dead man, with a look of disdain, and said: I want to let him drink enough stinky water in the gutter first.

As he spoke, his ten fingers were like hooks, and he grabbed Ji Sijue straight up.