Quick-wearing female supporting characters: boss, strong flirting

Chapter 144
"Yes, yes, I heard that the monsters harbored by the Prime Minister's Mansion were all slaughtered."

"It's more than that, the general's mansion may or may not have survived the disaster."

"Hey, who knows if there are monsters or not? The king wants the minister to die, and the minister has to die."

"..."

Jiu Ge frowned, what exactly did Lian Shuang want to do?
Xiao Jiu spoke, and the mechanical voice seemed a little indifferent, "People are greedy, even if they become ghosts, they are also greedy. He actually wants to steal the fortune of the country."

Jiu Ge didn't continue to listen, "Steal the fortune of the country?"

"Yes." Xiao Jiu replied: "The foundation of a country is not only the people, but also the ministers."

"Fake Lian Shuang steals the fate of the country by killing those loyal ministers, that is, the country will perish."

Jiu Ge nodded, "That's quite greedy."

She guessed that the goal of this ghost after stealing the fate of the country is probably to conquer the heaven and the underworld.

Jiuge, who returned to Huapi Building, saw Wuyou's serious expression, and obviously knew about it.

But Bai Piaopiao had a calm face, as if he knew something.

Jiu Ge dragged a stool and sat beside Bai Piaopiao, "When did you switch Lian Shuang?"

Bai Piaopiao pursed her lips and said nothing.

In fact, Jiu Ge has a question. In the plot, Bai Piaopiao should have been resurrected.

According to Wuyou, she should be boneless and plastic because of her unfinished life.

But the current situation is that Bai Piaopiao's body is actually a little rotten and smelly.

It means that she is not using her own body, why?

"Xiao Jiu, these so-called white lotus flowers are all failures that deviate from the rules of the world, right?" Jiu Ge asked.

Xiao Jiu was silent for a while, "You actually guessed it, and there is no sense of mystery."

Jiuge looked sideways at Bai Piaopiao, "Do you know that you are actually Fengming?"

There was a strange look in Bai Piaopiao's eyes for a moment, "Nonsense, if this palace is not the fate of the phoenix, how can I be the queen?"

Jiu Ge smacked his mouth, "That's not what he said, look at that fake Lian Shuang, isn't he the real Dragon Emperor, can he also be the throne?"

Bai Piaopiao smiled ironically, "You don't know what the reason is?"

"No, no, you may not understand what I mean." Jiu Ge explained again and again, "You are Fengming, but your current body is a fake Fengming."

Bai Piaopiao's pupils narrowed slightly, "You are so eloquent, I won't believe your nonsense!"

Jiu Ge shrugged. Anyway, she was talking nonsense to fool people, so it's okay if you don't believe it.

Xiao Jiu: I really believe your evil!

The letter she sent received a response, and Bodhi Temple sent someone.

When Jiu Ge saw that man, he thought that a bald head could be so good-looking.

It was a good-looking young monk and his uncle.

The moment the little monk saw Jiu Ge, he immediately showed vigilance, "You are a ghost!"

It was the little monk's uncle who remained calm, "I don't know if it is true that the benefactor has five hundred arhat formations in his hand?"

Jiu Ge took out five hundred arhat arrays and threw them on the table, "It's not true."

Unlike the happy little monk, only a gleam of light flashed in the eyes of this uncle, "How can the girl hand over the five hundred arhats to the poor monk?"

Jiu Ge pointed at the palace through the window, "See, I want you to use the five hundred arhat formations in that place."

The uncle's pupils shrank slightly, and he got up quickly, "Why is the sky above the palace so dark?"

The corners of Jiuge's mouth twitched slightly, isn't it?
The Bodhi Temple is located on a mountain not far from the capital, have you noticed anything wrong with the capital?

And they can be seen all the way into Beijing, why do they need Jiuge's reminder.

Xiao Jiu said, "They are now people outside the plot."

Jiu Ge tilted his head, "How about it, Master, is this deal going to be done?"

The uncle immediately agreed, "It's just that the formation of five hundred arhats may not be successful."

(End of this chapter)