The subordinates on the side said hesitantly: "Your Majesty, after all, Zu An is a baron personally ennobled by the emperor, and he is also an official of the East Palace. Killing him openly in the capital will probably cause an uproar."
The noble young master said calmly: "Who said I was going to kill him? Don't worry, I have already made arrangements and will give him an unforgettable lesson. Who made him so arrogant and dared to contradict his father? His father is open-minded and disobeys him. It’s common knowledge, but I’m someone who always takes revenge.”
"His Majesty, thank you." The subordinates next to him immediately praised him.
There was no emotion on the noble master's face: "Are you ready with the things I asked you to prepare? Go check it again and make sure there are no mistakes this time."
"Yes!" Several men hurriedly retreated to check.
Let's talk about the Jiaofang Secretary, Zu An has already finished dressing in the room and is waiting there.
When he saw the slim woman in the long skirt coming in, he couldn't help but sigh: "Hong Lei, I feel amazed every time I see you."
"I don't know how many girls you are going to deceive with your mouth," Qiu Honglei rolled her eyes, but there was no hint of boastful joy on her face, "Azu, I want to return to the Holy Cult."
"I know," Zu An looked a little depressed, "your master has already told me."
It's such a mess. These days, he has been separated from his confidante one after another. First, Da Manman, then Zheng Dan, then Qiao Xueying, and now even Qiu Honglei is leaving him. Such a prosperous capital makes him feel... Feeling lonely.
"It's hard to say goodbye when we meet," Qiu Honglei sighed quietly. During the two years she worked as an oiran in Shenxianju, she met many literati and poets, so she naturally had a certain amount of talent. "We just decided to have a relationship. Separation..."
Zu An hugged her into his arms and said in a deep voice: "Then if you don't know how to practice Lao Shizi Po Kung Fu, you won't practice it. I don't need you to become a peerless master. I can protect you better when you become weak."
Leng Shuangyue at the door hesitated to speak. This guy is really lustful. He hugs and hugs the Saint at every turn. The key is, Saint, can you be a little reserved? Aren't you quite capable of dealing with those men in the past? Every time It aroused their souls, but made them see and eat. How could they have lost themselves today?
Hey, if the men in the main altar knew that the saint was lying in the arms of another man with a shy look on her face, they would probably be so angry that they would vomit blood.
Leng Shuangyue complained endlessly, but since the leader didn't say anything, she naturally wouldn't jump out and be a villain. Anyway, there was no loss in a hug, as long as she didn't engage in more extreme behavior.
Qiu Hong tearfully spat: "Bah, if Master knew that you said "The Sound of the Demon" like this, I would be surprised if he didn't give you a few slaps."
She naturally knows that serving people with color will not last long. If she gives up practicing "Tianmo Meiyin", how will she compete with those women in the future?
She is indeed pretty enough, but which one of Miss Chu is worse? If she accidentally meets a vicious person then, she will be killed without even a place to cry.
What's more, how could she, a majestic saintly saint, not have any pursuits of her own?
She also wants to pursue the great path and be as powerful as her master. No, it would be better to be more powerful than her master.
Humph, Master liked to spank her in the early years. I will try to spank her back in the future.
As soon as the thought of "bullying her master and destroying her ancestors" came up, she felt very guilty, but she was a little eager to try it. After all, she was born in a demon sect and her behavior was quite deviant.
"I'm really worried about you. Your skills are so evil. Even your master..." Zu An hesitated for a moment, but still didn't say anything about Yun Jianyue's karma that still lingers around her now. She was afraid that it would increase her pressure and make her timid in practicing in the future. .
Anyway, she is different from Yun Jianyue. As long as she can cultivate to perfection, even if there is karma fire, I can relieve her fire. Well, I don't mind being a medicine dregs.
Qiu Honglei had an excited look on her face: "Azu, don't worry. Master said that my talent is among the best among all the descendants of the Holy Religion. I will definitely reach perfection as soon as possible and come to you again. But don’t forget me.”
After speaking, his tone was full of resentment.
"How could I forget you? I miss you and dream about you every day..." Zu An whispered in her ear, saying all kinds of love words, then reached out to lift her smooth and delicate chin, lowered his head and kissed her. Go up.
Qiu Hong let out a cry of tears and completely softened into his arms, gently responding to his request.
Leng Shuangyue at the door widened her eyes and looked at Qiu Honglei in disbelief.
Miss, aren’t those words the scumbag’s routine? Didn’t you rarely hear such words in Shenxianju before? At that time, you were secretly laughing at what kind of silly woman would be deceived by these words, but now you are a fool?
And can you two stop kissing so fiercely? There's someone next to you!
And if you have the surname Zu, where do you stretch your hands?
Miss, where is your usual reserve? Have you forgotten that saints in religion are required to keep their bodies as pure as jade?
She looked troubled, hesitating whether to stop it, but the two of them hadn't reached the last step yet, and she was worried that she would attract disapproval if she went out; but with such an emotional rhythm between the two of them, she was worried that it would soon reach the final step.
Fortunately, it didn't take long for Qiu Honglei to wake up on her own. She pushed Zu An away and burst into tears while arranging her messy clothes: "You and I are really only interested in my body..."
As he spoke, two lines of tears fell down like a broken pearl, with an extremely sad expression.
Zu An suddenly panicked: "Of course not. If I only wanted your body, I wouldn't have stopped the past few times, let alone let your master take you back. Although your master is a great master, he is injured now. You are not alone, and this is the capital. If I want to keep you here, there are ways to do it. I agreed to your master’s conditions because I couldn’t bear to ruin your future..."
Seeing his hurried explanation and the panic on his face, Qiu Honglei burst into tears and smiled: "Azu, you are so kind to me..."
Seeing the two hugging each other again, this time there was no trace of lust, it was just a warm hug. Leng Shuangyue secretly sighed, the saint is the saint, I thought she turned into a silly girl, This green tea's method is really clever.
Humph, how can we, the women of the holy sect, not be bitches!
She finally felt relieved, knowing that she had been worried about the saint in vain.
You have to know that there were so many candidate disciples in the sect back then. How could she be the only saint who stood out from the competition of thousands of troops to cross the single-plank bridge? How could she be such a stupid girl who would be eaten up by a stinky man?
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Let's say that after Zu An and Qiu Honglei said goodbye completely, he was a little lost after leaving Jiaofangsi.
One by one, they all left me...
Although he knew that the separation was not permanent, Zu An still felt a sense of loneliness. In his eyes, the prosperous capital city in front of him looked like "withered vines, old trees and dim crows, the sun sets in the west, and heartbroken people are at the end of the world." picture.
I don't know how long I walked like this, but suddenly a burst of exclamations came from not far away.
Zu An looked back and saw an extremely tall horse rushing towards him like a madman. The power of the charging horse was like a small tank.
In the world of spiritual practice, even the horses are so much stronger than the horses in the previous life?
Zu An was stunned and turned sideways to avoid it. With his current level of cultivation, how could a runaway horse hit him.
The horse went on a rampage, and the streets suddenly started to panic. Everyone ran away in panic.
At this time, a carriage that was approaching slowly appeared not far away. The coachman at the front of the carriage was a sloppy old man. He seemed to be petrified by the sight in front of him and froze there.
Seeing that the carriage was not luxurious, but rather shabby, it should have come from an ordinary family. With the power of this galloping horse, it hit the absolute car and destroyed everyone.
Zu An frowned. He came from a previous life and saw several famous news on the Internet about out-of-control cars hitting innocent pedestrians. As a keyboard warrior at that time, he could only be filled with indignation on the Internet. Now in this world, When he has the ability, he is naturally not willing to sit back and watch the tragedy happen.
He shouted loudly and rushed over with a single stride. With his speed, he arrived in front of the galloping horse and reached out to grab the reins on the horse's head.
With his current level of cultivation, he possesses more than a thousand strengths. Although this horse is mighty, it is still just a horse.
His feet dragged two marks on the ground, but he finally stopped the frightened horse.
But the horse still kept snoring and stamped its feet in place, looking very agitated.
"Uncle Fu, what happened?" At this moment, a soft and sweet voice suddenly came from the carriage not far away, like water dripping from a clear spring, and like the harmonious singing of luan and phoenix.
Zu An was stunned. He felt like he had heard this voice somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.
"Madam, a horse was frightened and rushed over, but was stopped." The old coachman replied.
The soft voice inside sounded again: "Since nothing happens, let's go."
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