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"You...ah...did they threaten you with me and Zhijie again?"

Ji Rushong looked at his granddaughter kneeling at the head of the bed, and for a moment he couldn't help but burst into tears.

"How can you say that, father? It's not a threat or not. Chu He came back voluntarily."

Mrs. Ji's smiling voice came from the door. She looked at the scene in front of her and covered her lips exaggeratedly.

"It's really touching. I just don't know when Zhihe would be so respectful to me."

The moment Ji Chuhe heard her voice, her face darkened. She stood up and wiped the tears from her face.

"What do you want to do again?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, you were such a filial son to your grandfather just now, why are you so rude to me?" Mrs. Ji pretended to be heartbroken, but the corners of her lips were still raised.

"What can I do here? Of course, I am here to see the touching scene of your grandparents meeting each other."

"Evil woman!" Ji Rushong cursed.

Mrs. Ji was not angry when she heard this. She still had a smile on her face, but her eyes were full of disdain.

"From the way father cursed, it doesn't seem like he hasn't eaten for several days. If that's the case, let the servants come a few more times."

"Ji Pinglan, you!"

Ji Chuhe naturally knew what Mrs. Ji meant by "come a few more times", and in a moment of anger, he directly called out Mrs. Ji's name.

Mrs. Ji's face suddenly darkened.

"Tsk, you've really let something go wild outside, Ji Chuhe. It's not right to be disrespectful to your elders." As she spoke, Mrs. Ji took a few steps forward, so fast that Ji Chuhe had no time to react.

The next second, Madam Ji grabbed her neck, then raised her hand and lifted her up.

"Evil woman! What are you doing? Let her go!" When Ji Rushong saw this scene, he struggled to climb down from the bed with wounds all over his body. The flesh on his thighs and calves had almost been cut off, and he could not support himself standing at all.

So he crawled in front of Mrs. Ji, but before he could touch the corner of the latter's clothes, she kicked him away.

Ji Rushong hit his head heavily on the corner of the table and fainted.

"You old immortal, you really don't know what you are capable of." Madam Ji sneered and looked up at Ji Chuhe, whose face had turned purple. He kept slapping her hands, but to no avail.

"After spending a few years in that Jiuxiao Sect, it's nothing more than this. My dear daughter, don't struggle. Zhijie is still waiting for you."

Mrs. Ji put more strength in her hands, and her red nails dug into the flesh of Ji Chuhe's neck.

Ji Chuhe's hands that were patting her gradually lost their strength, and then fell limply to both sides, and he was no longer breathing.

Seeing this, Mrs. Ji put the person down. Looking at her unconscious daughter, she smiled with satisfaction and patted her pretty face heavily.

When Ji Chuhe was taken away, Ji Rushong had not woken up yet. Madam Ji thought he was blocking the way, so she kicked him aside and then called the servants outside to deal with it.

Ji Rushong was carried onto the bed again, with a bloody wound on his forehead from being hit by the corner of the bed.

This scared the servant, but when he saw that Ji Rushong's breathing was still steady, he breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly covered it with a layer of golden medicine.

After cleaning the house again, the servant left the house.

But where they couldn't see, Ji Rushong's one eye quietly opened, and he was holding a wooden box tightly in his hand.

That is the secret medicine of the ancient Yin clan.

.........

Jiang Jingmo waited in the house from day till night. Through the crack in the door, she saw the servants tearing off the black cloth in the backyard again, allowing the faint moonlight to shine again.

However, the servants had no intention of releasing them. After removing the black cloth, most of the servants left, leaving only one servant to guard the place.

Jiang Jingmo injected spiritual power into the door, but it was bounced back violently. It seemed that this door should be a defensive spiritual weapon.

She leaned against the door, deep in thought. In this situation, she couldn't just sit there and wait for death. She had to find a way to get out of here as soon as possible.

After a while, Jiang Jingmo seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and she stretched out her hand to summon a ball of blue flame. The flame circled around her twice, and finally fell back into her palm.

"Little master, I miss you so much." Youyou rubbed Jiang Jingmo's face affectionately, and then the hair hanging on Jiang Jingmo's face was actually ignited.

Jiang Jingmo looked at the small cluster of flames rising up and extinguished them helplessly.

"How have you been doing in seclusion these past few months?" She reached out and gently tapped Youyou's little head.

"Hehe, my strength has improved a lot. I'm really awesome now!"

"Oh? How powerful is it?" Jiang Jingmo's eyes lit up.

"I can now melt mid-grade spiritual weapons!"

Jiang Jingmo's eyes lit up instantly, and she pointed to the door behind her.

"Then take a look and see if you can solve this door."

After a stick of incense, thick smoke suddenly billowed from the backyard and a house caught fire for no apparent reason.

The person who stayed in the yard ran to check first. When he arrived, he found that a hole had been burned in the door of one of the houses. He was anxious and went straight into the house to check.

Jiang Jingmo was hiding on the beam. When she saw someone coming in, she curled up the corners of her lips into a slight smile. Then she quickly landed behind him and knocked him unconscious with a single blow.

She listened to the noise outside, and moved quickly to strip the man of his clothes, put them on herself, and then quickly swallowed a pill.

When others came to put out the fire, a scream suddenly came from the house, and then a figure quickly flashed out of the house.

Soon, a thin man in servant's clothes ran out of the house, covering his wound. He pointed at the figure who had just run away and said in a trembling voice, "Quick, catch her! I just went in to check, and she stabbed me with a sword and ran away!"

The servants' hearts skipped a beat and they all looked in the direction where the figure fled, but in just a moment, the figure disappeared without a trace.

Everyone's heart skipped a beat. The person imprisoned inside was from the Jiuxiao Sect. The master had specifically instructed them to keep a close watch on him, but now this person had escaped.

These servants couldn't help feeling a little scared.

"It's okay. We have set up a formation in our house. She shouldn't be able to escape. I think we'll find her soon." One of the older servants said calmly, and then he took a few people to search.

The thin man who had just come out of the house was taken away by others for treatment.

The man lowered his eyes and silently followed the person in front of him, but in a place where no one noticed, there was a glimmer of cunning in his eyes.