Chapter Sixty One

"My son, you really want to kill you." Menglan cried and laughed and helped Xue Mu up and patted the shoe prints on his chest: "We didn't react, but fortunately, the general arrest of Xiahou didn't move really..."

Xue Mu hummed and climbed up, muttering: "Divine Stone of Bright Moon says that it can block the move...however, there is no reaction at all."

Zhuo Qingqing also couldn't help but educate: "The **** stone is not omnipotent. There is a gap in its operation. Moreover, Xiahou always catches no real energy, and the **** stone will not respond. The son should not be too poor for these characters... …"

Xue Mu chuckled, "You don't know that, you think she is really angry? Maybe she is so happy."

The two women looked at each other, and suddenly felt reasonable.

As long as it is a woman, who doesn't like to be praised for being beautiful, and Xue Mu praised it so positively, without the slightest insignificance, Xiahoudi is also a woman, how could he not like to listen?

It looks like annoyed into anger, it's better to say that I have never heard this kind of praise, and my heart is like a deer!

Menglan finally couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Is the son really interested in her?"

"It's just a bit of a molestation, how can it be true? Her identity, if I dare to really want to make her mind, not to say whether she will kill me, my sister is afraid that I will be castrated first." Xue Mu stretched out. Lazy, planted herself on Menglan: "Menglan is better..."

Before Menglan could answer, there was a cold snort from outside the house: "Menglan is good, this seat is not good, only eunuchs, right."

Xue Mu immediately sat down, "Only my sister is good..."

Both inside and outside the house were laughing, Xue Qingqiu strolled in, shook his head and smiled: "Why didn't you see that you were such a tired lazy before."

Xue Mu smiled and said, "I'm leaving the customs? Didn't it take one day?"

"Last night in the retreat, the sun is about to set again, not a day?" Xue Qingqiu said lightly: "If you don't come out again, I don't know how much you want to take advantage of the opportunity of my retreat to dominate the power?"

Xue Mu grievedly cried out: "What I do is good!"

Xue Qingqiu's expression was soft, and he looked at him quietly for a while, not knowing what emotions were in his eyes, and suddenly smiled brightly: "Yes."

After a pause, he said: "Xiahoudi or something, if you have the ability to catch it as a concubine, how can your sister castrate you? It's too late to praise you."

Damn, arrest the Minister of Public Security as a concubine, you dare to say. Xue Mu couldn't laugh or cry: "Your brother doesn't have that abilities. Can your sister get something from retreat?"

Xue Qingqiu smiled: "When we reach our state, every point of improvement is extremely difficult. There is no retreat to gain something. Every time I feel something, it is a accumulation. Sooner or later, it will be broken. Time of cocoon."

"Just accumulate." Xue Mu looked serious: "Did Kuiye tell you?"

"By the way, you suspect that the Jingshi is in danger... Master Mo Xuexin Yuanzhong will not be able to stay, and Shadow Wing inexplicably enters the Jingshi. It is indeed a bit weird." It was a bit weird, but Xue Qingqiu's expression obviously didn't take it. Seriously. It is true that a pinnacle powerhouse like her, if it is because of a little sign of a strange wind direction, that it will be scared to run overnight, it is simply impossible.

Xue Mu shrugged, knowing that he couldn’t persuade him. He just said, “Shadow Wing must have received some heavyweight business in Beijing. It’s not aimed at me. Anyway, there must be a big event in the capital in the past two days. Maybe he can receive someone. News of the assassination of the prince?"

Xue Qingqiu's expression became more serious: "You went to Fengbo Tower?"

Xue Mu returned to his senses and nodded: "I can see that he is also interested in the two reconciliations. Especially when I can bring him great benefits, I can see that his heart is moved. Say... you Can you blame me for reconciling with the sect that has been entangled for thousands of years?"

Xue Qingqiu fixedly looked at him and repeated: "Are you going to Fengbo Tower alone? After Shadowwing's assassination attempt?"

Xue Mu was startled, and said with a laugh: "I'm talking about business."

Xue Qingqiu's eyes seemed to change a little when he looked at Xue Mu, and it took a long time before he said: "You don't care about him assassinating you. With such a bold mind, how can I entangle the past discord?" After a pause, his voice became softer. : "What's more, since it is entrusted to you to plan, then everything is up to you."

"In that case..." Xue Mu smiled, took out the Huiyue Divine Stone and threw it back: "I don't need this thing."

Xue Qingqiu said in amazement, "This is not only a token of your power, but also for your self-defense. What can I do?"

"Since you have given me full authority, it is meaningless to have this token." Xue Mu earnestly said: "As for self-defense... you don't think there is any problem with the recent wind direction, and I can't persuade you, but I still think that if If you still have to go alone to see the dark thread... then it is more useful for you to carry it than me."

Xue Qingqiu's eyes became a little bewildered, and it took a long time before he nodded: "Okay."

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Yongwang Mansion.

The useless mansion of Grand Prince Ji.

A middle-aged man in Jinyi with a refined face leaned back on a soft chair and looked at a book in detail. There are six maids carrying long swords and standing beside them.

The other middle-aged in yellow robe was extremely obese. His facial features were all squeezed together like a pig. He was sweating profusely, and he didn’t know if it was hot or what: "I don’t know if Panhou is eager to find a lonely person. What is the king?"

While talking, his small eyes kept turning around on the other six female sword servants. The performance of these two people thought that the middle-aged Jin Yi was the prince, but it turned out that this fat man was the eldest prince, and Yong Wangji was useless.

The middle-aged Jin Yi is also a Hou Ye, but he is a very special Hou Ye.

Pan Kouzhi, the eight major sects of the righteous sect, as long as he succeeds to the lord, he will automatically hold the title of the heart of the marquis. No matter how this system originated, it eventually led to a situation where the local government could not control the major sects at all. Take shape gradually.

In fact, they themselves didn't respect this Marquis, and when they claimed to be they were still in the seat, almost no one called themselves a Marquis.

Pan Kouzhi didn’t care about Ji’s useless performance. He sighed slightly and threw the book away: “This is a new issue of six doors. One hundred of the first batch of sample issues have been printed. We got one, Yong Wang might as well take a look."

Ji Wuyou took it, but his stubby fingers opened the page very sensitively. Seeing Mu Jianli's portrait at the first glance, her little eyes suddenly lit up, and her saliva was about to drip out.

Pan Kouzhi sighed louder.

Ji Wuyou seemed to react, smiled awkwardly, and looked at it seriously.

After a while, his expression slowly became very serious.

"It seems that King Yong has also realized it?" Pan Kouzhi sighed: "The six doors are infinitely useful. The advantage of seeing is that they have mastered a shortcut to fame. I dare to say that before three phases, even this seat will require it. On the head of Princess Di. I beg her to be okay, but if these six doors really pinch the lifeline of the people of the rivers and lakes by this, it will be very bad for King Yong... After all, the relationship between Princess Di and King Qi... …"

Di, the riverside grass such as reeds, is enough to be self-deprecating in the name, no royal family will give the title of Princess Di. Obviously, these people are just informal names in private. In other words, in their eyes, Xiahoudi's status as the illegitimate daughter of the emperor has long been realized.

Ji Wuwu's fat face twitched, gnashing his teeth and said: "Who gave that little **** the idea?"

Pan Kou said leisurely: "I don't know, but I know that this matter cannot be done without a lot of intelligence support."

Ji Wuyou suddenly said, "It must be Xingyuezong! Is it Xue Mu again?"

"You always care about Xue Mu. It seems to me that it's just a bug that can be pinched to death at any time." Pan Kouzhi said leisurely: "The real threat is Xue Qingqiu. Just like this woman did not know how to impress. After your majesty, the Demon Sect was opened in the capital, and Xue Mu didn't know where it was at that time."

Ji Wuyou nodded slightly: "Yes, Xue Qingqiu is the confidant. The world is stable, and the eight sects of the righteous way guard the Quartet. The magic gates are all evildoers who want to subvert the universe, how can they be trusted?"

Pan Kouzhi glanced at him, secretly saying that you are still fighting with the Hehuan Sect? But there is no need to say this, just saying: "Your Majesty was deceived by the Demon Empress, and suddenly a passage was revealed to the Demon Sect, which seemed to waver. If not, with our support, I am afraid that King Yong would have become a prince long ago."

Ji Wuyou's expression grew gloomy.

"Now that the six doors are published, the situation is getting more urgent." Pan Kouzhi said lightly: "We are here, everything is ready, waiting for King Yong, what else will King Yong be hesitating? You must know that opportunity is not lost, time never comes. Xue Qingqiu is involved in good fortune, once he leaves the capital, no one can control the world."

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