The female master reported to the palace master, the master is favored by the road

He pinched it and lifted it up, lowering his eyes to look seriously into the boy's eyes, "Guan An, try not to get blood on your hands in the future. You can tell me and I'll do it."

For practitioners, the focus is on cause and effect! Especially for those with low luck like Zi'an, it is easy to go astray.

As soon as these words were spoken, Zi'an's pupils shrank. His sister knew what she had done.

This thought made him want to escape.

However, Linglong did not let him evade. She did not loosen her grip on Zi'an's fingertips. She leaned close to Zi'an's ear and whispered, "Guai'an, I don't want to hear from others what kind of person you are."

Zi'an was stunned by the exquisite words and his throat felt dry, but he still asked what was in his mind.

"Sister, don't you think Zi'an is cruel?"

Linglong rubbed Zi'an's neck and stroked his chin with her thumb: "No, if you can't even protect yourself, that would be cruel."

Zi'an trembled at Linglong's movements and shrank his neck.

"My lord, Hongyu has fainted."

The voice of the secret guard sounded outside the door at this time.

Linglong stood up: "Splash it to wake him up."

After saying the word casually, Linglong let go of Zi'an, helped him tidy up his slightly messy hair, and asked, "Guai'an, have you figured out how to deal with them?"

Zi'an's eyes were pure and clear, "Don't worry about them yet, sister, please go somewhere with me."

Linglong nodded, "Okay." She reached out to pull the boy up, took out a face towel and put it on him, "Let's go."

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The seriously injured Xue Ye did not go anywhere else, but brought Xue Yue, who was also seriously injured, to a hidden courtyard in the livestock market.

boom……

He threw Xueyue in his hand into the yard and spat out another mouthful of blood.

Huang Changyue, who heard the noise in the house, ran out in a hurry and saw his master with unsteady steps.

His face changed, and he quickly stepped forward to support the woman, carefully asking: "Master, why are you so badly injured?" As he spoke, he took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out some pills and put them to the woman's lips, flattering her: "Master, take the healing medicine first."

Qu Qin said nothing, swallowed the pill beside his mouth, and used his internal energy to regulate his breathing.

Unexpectedly, she, who had always been smooth sailing, began to encounter obstacles everywhere since entering Nanling.

I didn’t expect that such a simple dynasty could be so full of hidden talents.

With Huang Changyue's help, he sat on the chair, raised his eyes and looked at Huang Changyue sinisterly: "Have you checked it out?"

Huang Changyue poured a cup of tea and placed it next to Xue Yenv, saying flatteringly: "Deputy Pavilion Master, I found out something. It is said that this Wang Linglong is the princess."

Qu Qin, who was regulating his breathing, almost lost his breath and vomited blood again.

"Haha, why are you telling me such an important thing now?"

Huang Changyue, sensing the real killing intent, had cold sweat dripping down his forehead. He knelt on one knee in front of the deputy pavilion master and explained quickly and carefully: "Deputy Pavilion Master, this matter was only reported from Taohua Village in the past two days."

Qu Qin smiled grimly, touched the blood-stained jade flute on his waist with his fingertips, and said coldly: "Useless, if you don't find out the whereabouts of the Pavilion Master today, you will all die."

Thinking about the recent turmoil in Hanqin Pavilion, Qu Qin felt that the little loser might have gone crazy.

He was not afraid that the Hanqin Pavilion, which the old Pavilion Master had worked so hard to build, would have no foothold in Zhongzhou.

Because of her own injuries, Qu Qin calmed down, leaned back in her chair, closed her eyes, and spoke in a gentle voice, "Has there been any news about Lousha Palace in Qingshan Town recently?"

Huang Changyue lowered his head, his eyes twinkling, "No, but I got the news that there are top-grade pills coming out of the Liang's Bookstore that has been re-opened."

Hearing this, Qu Qin first thought of Master Dan Xu from Lousha Palace.

She pulled out the jade flute from her waist with her slender fingers and played with it in her hands.

There was an expert in music in the bookstore, and it was this man who killed her people outside Ji Yang City.

Tsk, Wang Linglong and their family’s useless leader have a deep connection with this mysterious Lousha Palace.

"Any more news?"

Huang Changyue's expression changed several times when he thought about the recent news he had received.

After not getting a response for a long time, Qu Qin opened her eyes and looked at the hesitant Huang Changyue, frowning, "Why? It's hard to say?"

"No." Huang Changyue spoke hastily, but lowered his head even more: "Recently, the rumors about cultivating immortals have been quite a big deal."

Qu Qin's feminine brows sank. How could the news about cultivating immortals spread so quickly?

As if he knew what Qu Qin was thinking, Huang Changyue continued, "A man in Taohua Village said he had dreamed about it. Now he has been put under strict protection by the government."

After this was said, no one spoke.

Qu Qin twirled the jade flute in her hand, and after a cup of tea, she stood up.

"I'll leave Xueyue to you. If she's not dead, then she'll be useless and sold to Chun Ye Huan. Whatever the Pavilion Master is doing recently, be smart."

Hearing this, Huang Changyue relaxed and said, "Yes, Deputy Pavilion Master." Her life was saved.

Qu Qin saw Huang Changyue's actions out of the corner of her eye and a sneer appeared on the corner of her lips, "Idiot."

In the corner, Linglong lowered her eyes and looked at the person in her arms.

"Guai'an, do you need any help?"

Zi'an, who was thinking, came back to his senses after hearing the voice and looked up: "Keep it, it's good for entertainment when you're bored."

Let’s not talk about the past. Since he has promised his sister, he has to keep his hands clean.

"Sister, let me take you to see where paper is made."

Linglong nodded, put her arm around Zi'an's waist, and left the place: "Well, let's go."

After returning to Qingshan Town, the two could clearly feel that the atmosphere in the town was much more rigorous and tense than the relaxed one before.

The two of them didn't speak along the way until they came to a secluded courtyard, where they stopped.

Zi'an looked at the dilapidated gate and couldn't help but said with concern: "Sister, there are many masters hidden in Qingshan Town."

My sister has too many secrets, and ordinary secret guards can't protect her at all.

Linglong ruffled the boy's hair and said, "Don't worry, just be good and take good care of yourself. No one can hurt me except myself."

Zian blinked, tilted his head to look at the person next to him, and said seriously: "Really?"

Linglong chuckled: "Do you need me to swear?"

Zi'an immediately shook his head: "No, An'an believes in sister." Then he held Linglong's hand tightly, "Sister, let's go, let's go in."

He just wanted to confirm with his sister, how could his sister swear without saying a word?

I want to lose my temper, but I can't bear to do it.

Looking at the somewhat awkward little figure in front, the delicate and cold face, gentle as water, it is hard not to love such An An.

creak...

Linglong pulled Zi'an behind her and pushed open the clean, tattered door.

As her vision widened, the corners of her lips twitched slightly, and she tilted her head: "An An, what do you call this? A rotten exterior?"

Who would have thought that in a remote and deserted dilapidated courtyard, there would be a building with decorations no less than those in a wealthy family's home.

Zi'an touched his nose uncomfortably, and the conflicting feelings of guilt and anger just now disappeared.

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