"Young Master, you are so lustful and desperate." Meng Lan helped Xue Mu up laughed and cried, patting the shoe prints on his chest: "We didn't react, but fortunately, General Xiahou didn't move..."

Xue Mu crawled up and muttered, "Didn't the Huiyue God Stone say that it can block the move... Why didn't he react at all?"

Zhuo Qingqing couldn't help but educate: "The divine stone is not omnipotent, and it has a gap in operation. Moreover, the General Xiahou did not move any true energy at all, so the divine stone would not react. The young master should not be too poor for such people..."

Xue Mu smiled and said, "You don't know this. Do you think she is really angry? Maybe she is so happy."

The two women looked at each other and suddenly felt that it made sense.

As long as it is a woman, who doesn’t like to be praised for being beautiful? Moreover, Xue Mu praises him so positively, without any lewdness. Xiahou Di is also a woman, how could he not like to listen?

It seems that I am so angry that I am so angry that I have never heard of such praise, and my heart is like a deer!

Meng Lan finally couldn't help laughing out loud: "Young master really cares about her?"

"I just tease her with a naughty mouth, how could I be serious? If I dare to really want to attack her, if I don't tell me if she will kill me, my sister will probably castrate me first." Xue Mu stretched and planted herself on Meng Lan: "It's better for Meng Lan..."

Before Meng Lan could answer, a cold snorted outside the room: "Meng Lan is good, I am not good at this, I can only be eunuchs, right?"

Xue Mu immediately sat upright: "There is only the best sister in the world..."

There were laughing inside and outside the house. Xue Qingqiu walked in, shook her head and said, "Why didn't you see that you are such a lazy person before?"

Xue Mu smiled and said, "Have you come out of seclusion? Didn't you say you'll have to be there for a day?"

"I was in seclusion last night, and now the sun is about to set again, not one day?" Xue Qingqiu said lightly: "If I don't come out again, I don't know how many things you will take advantage of my seclusion opportunity to monopolize the power?"

Xue Mu shouted aggrievedly: "What I did is all good!"

Xue Qingqiu looked soft and looked at him quietly for a while. He didn't know what emotion was in his eyes, and suddenly smiled brightly: "Yes."

He paused and said, "Xiahou Di, what's wrong, if you have the ability to catch it as a concubine, how could your sister castrate you? It's too late to praise you."

Damn, you are so brave to arrest the Minister of Public Security as your concubine. Xue Mu couldn't laugh or cry: "Your brother doesn't have that ability. Can my sister get something after she goes into seclusion?"

Xue Qingqiu smiled and said, "At our level, every point of improvement is a huge difficulty. There is no such thing as retreat. Every time you feel something, it is a accumulation, sooner or later there will be a time to break out of the cocoon."

"It's good to have accumulation." Xue Mu looked serious: "Have you told you?"

"I said, you suspect that there is danger in the capital... Master Mo Xuexin Yuanzhong is unable to stay, and Yingyi enters the capital for no reason, which is indeed a bit weird." It was a bit weird, but Xue Qingqiu's expression obviously did not take this seriously. It is indeed impossible for a peak powerful man like her to run away overnight because of the strange sign of the wind direction.

Xue Mu shrugged, knowing that he could not persuade him, but said, "Xingyi must have received some heavyweight business when he entered Beijing, not for me. Anyway, there will be major events in the capital these two days, and maybe he can receive news of the assassination of a certain prince?"

Xue Qingqiu's expression became much more serious: "Have you gone to Fengbolou?"

Xue Mu came back to his senses and nodded: "It can be seen that he has some ideas about reconciliation between the two sects, especially when I can bring great benefits to him, it can be seen that he is moved. By the way,... would you blame me for reconciliation with the sect that has been entangled for thousands of years?"

Xue Qingqiu looked at him calmly and repeated: "Are you going to Fengbo Tower alone? After Yingyi's attempt to assassinate?"

Xue Mu was stunned and laughed and said, "I'm talking about serious things."

Xue Qingqiu looked at Xue Mu with a change in his eyes. After a while, he said: "You don't care about him assassinating you. He has such a courage and ambition. How could I get involved in the past?" After a pause, his voice became softer: "What's more, since I'm leaving it to you for planning, I'll follow you."

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

Xue Qingqiu said in surprise: "This is not only your token of power, but also for you to defend yourself. Why are you doing for me?"

"Since you have paid me with all your power, it is meaningless to have this token." Xue Mu said seriously: "As for self-defense... you don't think there is any problem with the wind direction in the near future, I can't persuade you, but I still think that if you still want to see that hidden thread alone... then you will be more useful than me with it."

Xue Qingqiu's eyes became a little confused, and after a long time, he nodded: "Okay."

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Prince Yong’s Mansion.

The useless mansion of the eldest prince Ji.

A middle-aged man in brocade clothes with an elegant face leaned on a soft chair, looking at a book half-closed and half-closed. Six maids were carrying long swords, and were lined up by their side.

Another middle-aged man in yellow robe, with extremely fat faces, his facial features were squeezed together by fat meat, like a pig, and he was sweating profusely at the moment. I don’t know if it was hot or what: “I wonder why Mr. Pan was in a hurry to find the Lone King?”

As he spoke, his little eyes kept turning around the other party's six female sword servants. Those who didn't know about the performance of these two people thought that the middle-aged Jinyi was the prince, but it turned out that this fat man was the eldest prince, and King Yong was useless.

Jinyi was also a marquis in middle age, but he was very special.

Pan Kouzhi, the leader of the Xinyi Sect of the Eight Sect of the Righteous Sect, would automatically take over the title of Xinyi Marquis as long as he succeeded the sect leader. No matter how this system originated, it eventually led to the local governments not being able to manage the major sects at all, and the situation of the righteous path separatist gradually took shape.

In fact, they themselves did not respect this marquis. Most of them claimed to be the marquis, and almost no one called themselves the marquis.

Pan Kouzhi didn't care about Ji Wuyou's unbearable performance. He sighed slightly and threw the book over: "This is a new Liusanmen magazine. The first batch of sample magazines has been printed by one hundred. We have got one. King Yong might as well take a look."

Ji Wuyong took it, and his thick and obese five fingers opened the pages and looked very sensitive. At first glance, he saw Mu Jianli's portrait, and his little eyes suddenly shone brightly, and saliva was almost dripping.

Pan Kouzhi sighed even louder.

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

After a moment, his expression gradually became very serious.

"It seems that King Yong has also realized it?" Pan Kouzhi sighed: "The Six Gates are of infinite use. The advantage I see is that I have mastered a shortcut to become famous. I dare to say that if I don't have the third period, even I will ask Princess Di to be on the head. It's not important for me to ask her, but once these Six Gates really use this to pinch the lifeline of the people in the Jianghu Lake, it will be very unfavorable to Princess Yong... After all, the relationship between Princess Di and Prince Qi..."

The riverside grass such as di and reed is already self-deprecating in its name. No royal family would give a title like Di Princess. It is obvious that it is just an informal private title for these people. In other words, in their eyes, Xiahou Di's identity as an illegitimate daughter has long been implemented.

Ji Wuyou's fat face twitched, and he said with teeth: "Who gave that little bitch the idea?"

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

Ji Wuyong suddenly realized: "It must be Xingyue Sect! Could it be that Xue Mu again?"

"You always care about that Xue Mu. It seems that I am just a bug that can be killed at any time." Pan Kouzhi said leisurely: "The real threat is Xue Qingqiu. It's just like this woman who impressed His Majesty in some unknown way that led to the Demon Sect opening in the capital. At that time, Xue Mu didn't know where it was."

Ji Wuyong nodded slightly: "Yes, Xue Qingqiu is the biggest concern. The world is stable, and the eight righteous sects guard the four directions. The Demon Sect is a monster who tries to subvert the universe. How can you trust it?"

Pan Kouzhi glanced at him and thought to himself that you were still fighting with Hehuan Sect in a hot mood? But there was no need to say this, just saying, "Your Majesty was confused by the demon queen and suddenly showed a passage to the demon sect, which was swaying. If it weren't for this, with our support, I'm afraid King Yong would have become the prince long ago."

Ji Wuyong's expression became more and more gloomy.
Chapter completed!