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In the Military Supervision Department, which had been silent for a long time, the martial arts list once again flashed with golden light. In an instant, the two names at the top of the fifty-first list suddenly disappeared and turned into two other brand-new names.
Murong Mingzhu.
Thanks to Xiangcai.
In the palace, at the dilapidated alley where the sword energy erupted previously, two figures stood before and after, each holding a sword in a fighting posture.
After the murderous aura within a radius of dozens of miles disappeared, they put the long swords in their hands back into the sheaths on their waists.
Murong Mingzhu quickly took out the pill to restore her internal strength from her waist and threw it into her mouth. After calming down her somewhat chaotic breath, she turned her head and said to Xie Xiangcai beside her, "Junior brother, how do you feel?"
Xie Xiangcai smiled heartily, moved his hands and feet, nodded and said, "It's okay, I still have the strength to fight."
Murong Mingzhu was noncommittal, and the two of them immediately turned away from this place of right and wrong, leaving only two dying figures in the ruins.
In Wanji Pavilion, Xu Hongqing pressed his temples with both hands, exhaled a long breath of turbid air in his chest, and twisted the two walnut kernels in his hands with some pain.
He had kept the Twin Swords in the palace for many years, and the two of them had always done things efficiently. How could Xu Hongqing not be saddened by the loss of two capable men this time?
But now is not the time to officially take action against the Master and Disciple of the Immortal Immortal. If he assassinates them rashly or makes a secret plan, it is no different from claiming his family status.
Murong Mingzhu sighed, suddenly stopped, and looked up at a palace wall.
Xie Xiangcai took advantage of the situation and took a look, understanding in his heart.
He said softly, "Senior brother, there must be more powerful Ouchi guards outside the palace of Concubine Yan. If we want to see her, we have to find another opportunity."
Murong Mingzhu nodded in despair, and her hand couldn't help but reach for the dragon-slaying sword on her waist again.
In the world here, the dragon energy is at its strongest, and the murderous aura on the dragon-slaying sword is also at its strongest.
The two of them were walking in the various palaces. After walking for more than a hundred steps, the voice of Hu Jie suddenly came to their ears.
"You two brats, take a shortcut to the East Palace Gate, I've prepared a carriage and horses!"
Murong Mingzhu was puzzled when she heard this, but when she saw her junior brother beside her suddenly speeding up her steps, she followed closely, flying over the eaves of the corridor along the palace, and asked, "Why did master suddenly send us out alone?"
Xie Xiangcai raised his forehead and asked, "Senior brother, are you suppressed by the magnetic field of this world? I didn't think you were so... unsmart when you taught me how to practice swordsmanship. We just killed two masters from Ouchi. Previously, there were so many people in the court who were hostile to Master and us. Now that we are killing people at this juncture, Master is not allowed to wipe our butts, right?"
Murong Mingzhu slapped her forehead, suddenly realizing, and together with her junior brother beside her, she crossed the East Palace Gate, which was more than ten feet high, drew two exaggerated arcs in the air, and finally landed firmly on the ground.
As expected, there was a single-driving carriage parked outside the palace gate. The carriage was all gray and brown. When driving on the street, it could at best be regarded as the vehicle of some merchants and petty officials.
Xie Xiangcai looked around and made sure that no one was paying attention, then he pulled Murong Mingzhu into the carriage.
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The driver of the car was wearing a jet black robe and his whole body was shrouded in shadow. He saw Brother Xie Xiangcai getting into the car, whipping his horse, and the carriage galloped towards the path outside the palace.
After the carriage entered the street, its speed dropped sharply, and it drove smoothly among the crowd. It did not scare away the people along the way, nor did it allow the horses to neigh at will.
Xie Xiangcai and Murong Mingzhu were crowded in the carriage, and the air became thinner and thinner. Finally, Xie Xiangcai had no choice but to stick his head out of the carriage and breathed in the fresh air above the street.
On one side of the street, a girl with two maids beside her glanced back inadvertently, and the clay pot in her hand fell to the ground.
The girl straightened up, stood on tiptoes and looked in the direction where the carriage was gradually moving away, her heartbeat speeding up quietly.
The coachman, shrouded in a black robe, drove the carriage into a secluded backyard. He got out of the car and took off his cumbersome black robe. He stretched, reached out and touched the bare patch of head, and then placed She twirled the rosary on her wrist and stretched out her hand to open the car curtain.
Xie Xiangcai and Murong Mingzhu looked at the young monk in front of them and couldn't help but be startled. Then they got off the car one after another and walked around the monk, and all of them expressed surprise and surprise.
"By the way, why do you, a little monk, wear a cloak mysteriously and act like an invisible big shot?"
Murong Mingzhu waited until her consciousness returned to her body and confirmed that the monk in front of her had no murderous intention, then she curled her lips and asked.
The monk ignored Murong Mingzhu, but stretched out his hand to Xie Xiangcai and asked, "Do you have a penny?"
Xie Xiangcai was startled, then nodded, took out a penny from his waist, and placed it between the monk's open palms.
The young man trembled when he withdrew his hand and looked at the young monk in front of him with a grin from the corners of his mouth to his ears in shock.
Everything he had done before was so smooth, and afterwards Prime Minister Xie didn't expect that he would be so obedient and hand over a penny to the other party.
The monk threw the penny in his palm into the air, held it in his palm, and bowed gracefully to Xie Xiangcai with his hands clasped together, "Thank you, Master, for the wine money!"
Xie Xiangcai was speechless. The young monk shook his head, his feet suddenly appeared and his figure suddenly disappeared.
In just a few breaths, the monk's figure cut through the sky and landed on the top of the carriage, holding a ladle of extremely strong-smelling liquor in his hand.
The young monk drank a ladle of shochu, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and laughed heartily and said, "You two gentlemen, I am the ordination lawyer father of Ankang Temple, who is responsible for clearing the rules and regulations. My common name is Yu Pu, and now my Buddhist name is Monk Pudu. You guys You can call me whatever you want."
Yu Puba smacked his lips, threw half of the gourd in his hand away from the wall of the temple's backyard, turned over and jumped out of the carriage.
Murong Mingzhu's eyes changed slightly, and she stepped forward to salute. Seeing that the junior brother beside her was a little dull, she hurriedly pulled him over and patted him on the head, "Junior brother, please pay your respects to the master quickly!"
Prime Minister Xie just came back to his senses, looked at Yu Pu, and then raised his hands to salute.
Yu Pu waved his hand, and a force of force knocked Xie Xiangcai's hands down to both sides of his thighs.
He chuckled, "It doesn't matter, it's all secular etiquette, of little use. Just be comfortable, be comfortable... Oh, by the way, your Seventh Senior Brother came to me for a drink some time ago, and that guy's liquor was always good. Not so good. I got several taels of wine money on credit. He never brought money with him when he went out, so that day he wrote me a poem to pay for the wine, which was called "Jianjin Liquor". Monk, I am a rough person, with big characters I don’t know a few of you, but your senior brother said, ‘Junior brother will like this poem,’ and asked me to pass it on to you when I see you, come on, come with me.”
Yu Pu took Xie Xiangcai's sleeves and led him towards the temple.
The monk's strides were extremely long, and within a few steps he made the young man following him feel unsteady.
It turns out that Yu Pu's step is called "Pull Walking Step". It is one of the most basic skills of monk martial artists. It mainly focuses on lower body and breathing.
This time, he led Xie Xiangcai on this walk. His intention was not really to show him the poems written by his senior brother, but to give him this small opportunity.
Not long after, Xie Xiang was sweating profusely, his hands and feet were limp, and he realized Yu Pu's true intention.
Seeing the change in the young man's face, Yu Pu chuckled, "Young Master is indeed a smart man, and he can understand everything at once. Yes, this is the opportunity your senior brother asked me to give you. Oh, by the way, your seventh senior brother has a close relationship with me. Okay, tell me about you from time to time. That guy cares deeply about you, so you must remember his kindness in the future!"
After the words fell, Yu Pu shouted loudly. The floor tiles in this temple suddenly broke into pieces. Driven by a brute force, wooden piles as thick as thighs sprang out from the ground. The wooden piles were mottled, and one could tell at a glance that they had been aged for a long time.
Yu Pu let go of his hand, and Xie Xiangcai sat down on a wooden stake, his back almost falling to the floor tiles.
Xie Xiangcai stood up with a heavy breath, grabbed the edge of the wooden stake with both hands, and forced the original power from his martial roots into his legs and feet to expel the remaining numbness and weakness.
Then the young man slowly stood up, lowered his center of gravity, put his feet together, and stood on the wooden stake.
Yu Pu stood on one foot, made a salute with one palm, and suddenly rushed into the sky with his fist, tearing apart the clouds in the sky, and he was full of martial intent in an instant.
Murong Mingzhu, who was outside the courtyard gate, touched the ground with the soles of his feet, flew through the air, and landed on a courtyard wall outside the wooden pile field. He stood silently with bated breath, his breath lingering.
There are two types of monks and monasteries in the world. The northern sect emphasizes martial arts, and the southern sect emphasizes scriptures. The north and south are separated and each performs his own duties.
However, Ankang Temple is one of the few Buddhist temples in the north that teaches Buddhist scriptures.
Thousands of years ago, when Daqing unified the central, northeast, and southeast corners of the Baizhou Continent, wars raged for thirty thousand miles, and the world was in turmoil. Thanks to the teachings of the Buddhist scriptures by the monks of Ankang Temple, the chaotic people's hearts were stabilized.
Times have changed, and Ankang Temple has been baptized by wind and frost for nearly a thousand years. Now it is no longer in power. It has become "obscure" in the era when the three religions were separated. It stands quietly on a small piece of land in Anqing City, silently doing the same thing as it did thousands of years ago. things.
Thirty years ago, the abbot of Ankang Temple picked up an infant child from the roadside. Seeing that the child was full of evil spirits and should not have been brought into the temple, he felt compassion and ignored the rules and regulations. He took the child into the hospital and raised him secretly. aldult.
As the child grew older, the monks in the temple could not persuade and preside over the child. In addition, although the child had a naughty temperament, he was considered to be a wise man, so he was left in the temple half-heartedly.
The old abbot, who has now traveled to the west, named the child with fierce eyes Yu Pu and gave him the Buddhist name "Pudu", hoping that this child would be able to enlighten all living beings and truly attain enlightenment many years later.
Yu Pu, who is now in his third year, has lived in Anqing for thirty years and has never left the city.
Monk Pudu doesn't like strict rules and regulations, he only likes to drink and eat meat, but he has become the "father of precepts" who should pay attention to the most rules.
Putting hands together to salute is the etiquette of monks from Qinglu Temple, while saluting with one palm is the etiquette of monks from Wu Temple.
Yu Pu freely studied martial arts and became good at fists and kicks. There is nothing wrong with performing this ritual of a warrior monk.
Xie Xiangcai suppressed his mood, calmed his breath, and looked at Yu Pu silently.
Yu Pu grinned, slowly raised his bent right leg, then grabbed his ankle with his hand, and raised his right leg in the air to the side of his head.
A set of movements flows smoothly without any delay.
"Young Master, come too!"
Listening to Yu Pu's loud laughter, Prime Minister Xie was stunned and quickly waved his hand to refuse.
The wooden pile under his feet suddenly rose several feet.
The young man's expression was stiff, and the wooden pile under his feet rose a few feet.
Seeing this, Xie Xiang did not dare to hesitate any longer. For fear that the wooden stake would rise a few feet higher, he quickly raised one foot and tremblingly moved higher.
Yu Pu suppressed his laughter and pretended to be calm.
"puff--"
The boy who was holding his breath suddenly became discouraged, his feet became unstable, and he fell off the wooden stake and fell heavily to the ground.
"Bang——"
Xie Xiangcai hit the ground heavily with his back turned. After a moment, he struggled to get up with his hands covered without knowing where he was. His expression was very exciting.
The young man bared his teeth and looked at Yu Pu angrily.
Yu Puqiang tried to be reserved and turned his back, his back shaking uncontrollably, "Ha...uh...this...young master...it's okay, keep up the good work!"
Xie Xiangcai blushed, but was speechless.
He let out a long breath and had to climb up to the previous wooden stake in fear again.
Xie Xiangcai, who had learned from his previous mistakes, deliberately lowered the center of gravity of his left foot on the wooden stake this time and spread it flat on top of his right foot.
This time he stood on one foot for a few breaths longer, but the center of gravity of his right foot suddenly became extremely heavy. The boy's whole body tilted to the right, and soon he fell to the ground again.
Xie Xiangcai was a little annoyed. He bent his waist and looked at Yu Pu's back. After a moment of silence, he glanced back at the stake again.
The young man returned to the wooden pile, lowered his head slightly, and fell into deep thought.
At this moment, Yu Puhui turned around, looked at Xie Xiangcai and said, "That's all, I won't tease you anymore. That was one of the upper-level moves of walking stick skills. Previously, it was just to see you embarrassed, hahahaha. Now. Monk, I will officially teach you the first step, the step-up technique."
Although Yu Puwu did not enter any martial arts school, he learned all the skills of boxing and kicking from Master Mingran.
Although Ming Ran has passed away, he once gained the great road and understood reincarnation by walking on piles.
This opportunity was given to him by the Seventh Young Master to thank the Prime Minister.
In reality, it is just walking around, but in reality, it is enlightenment.
As soon as Yu Pu raised his hand, he lifted Xie Xiangcai onto the wooden stake with a burst of energy.
Voices of the heart reached Xie Xiangcai’s ears one after another.
"Get up!"
Xie Xiangcai's expression suddenly became solemn, he held his breath and concentrated, his energy surged, and in an instant he climbed up onto the wooden stake.
"Hold the fist to the side of the waist with the elbow, the center of the fist upward, look to the left and swallow the breath."
The young man followed the steps step by step, one sentence at a time.
A moment later, a wooden stake rose from the ground and appeared half a step to the right in front of Xie Xiangcai.
He tentatively raised his left foot and stepped on the raised wooden stake in front of his right.
The center of gravity is slightly forward until the feet are flat and the body is stable.
The two postures from stepping to standing are called "mounting the pile" and "standing the pile". The legs are bent and the knees are half squatted, and the upper body is as straight as a gun.
There are four postures in walking piles, which are also called the fourth. They must be steady and steady.
Northern monks walk as if they were walking on flat ground, and their bodies are as strong as flying. Furthermore, they can fly through water and ride on the wind without activating their inner strength.
While walking, Xie Xiangcai meditated in his mind from time to time.
Contemplation is meditation, and meditation is enlightenment.
A long time ago, the Seventh Senior Brother taught me how to practice Kung Fu, and he said the words "Tao follows nature" and "all things are natural". According to what Senior Brother said, the laws of nature can lead to all things, and all things have their principles and are within them.
While the young man was pondering, his mind was quietly flowing through three chambers.
It is often said in ancient books that people have three courts, the lower court, the middle court and the upper court.
For those who have obtained the power of heaven, the three courts will be connected, and all dharma will be within them.
The Lower Court is connected with the martial root and is the root of the martial artist's Qi.
The atrium is in the heart, driving the five internal organs internally and transforming the three souls and seven souls externally.
Go to the court in Baihui and absorb the energy of heaven and earth into your body to nourish your whole body.
There are two eyes between the three courts.
Between the upper court and the middle court is the bright eye, located under the eyebrows.
Between the atrium and the lower court is the Yin Eye, which is hidden within the five internal organs.
Everyone has open eyes and can see birds, beasts, nature, heaven, earth, mountains and rivers.
The theory of the Yin Eye is as mysterious as it is mysterious, and one can often hear its sound but not see its form.
At a certain moment, Xie Xiangcai felt that everything was completely silent, and all the sounds in his ears disappeared.
He tried his best to open his eyes, but everything around him was pitch black.
The sound of breathing was extremely heavy, as if this was the only sound between heaven and earth.
Not far away, Yu Pu's pupils shrank, his figure swept down from the wooden stake, and his consciousness broke through the shackles and came to the white light in front of Xie Xiangcai.
For a moment, Yu Pu felt ashamed.
After practicing boxing for more than twenty years, the young monk named Pudu has reached the sixth level of martial arts.
It took five years to hone his fist skills, open up the three courts, and enter the seventh realm in half a step.
Among the younger generation in martial arts, Yu Pu can be said to have reached the peak, and he can see all the mountains and small mountains at a glance.
But now, facing this sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy on the pile, he suddenly felt ashamed.
He put his palms together on his chest, lowered his eyes and recited in a low voice the words of the monk's Dharma.
On top of the wooden stake, Xie Xiangcai was in the darkness. Two bright white lights suddenly burst out in front of his eyes. The white light went straight to the door of his heart, completely breaking the three-way orifice that had been blocked for a long time.
The Dharma spreads across the sky, and a ray of sunshine tears apart the clouds in the sky, penetrating from the upper court of Xie Xiangcai to the lower court.
The words follow the law, and this is extremely true.
In an instant, Ankang Temple was filled with people in an uproar.
The chanting monks who were sitting around the main hall stood up and walked out of the door. They looked up at the ray of Buddha's light that broke through the clouds. Where the Buddha's light shrouded them, there was actually a handsome young man in black.
Qi waves surged around the young man's body, and golden light lingered in the three courtyards.
If you open one eye, Buddha's light will come from thousands of miles away.
The cross Dharma words suddenly took effect, and the Buddha's light descended from the sky and enveloped this place.
Suddenly, people from streets within a radius of dozens of miles came to see the light and surrounded the streets around Ankang Temple, blocking the area.
I saw Xie Xiangcai's figure gradually floating in the air, coming to the center of everyone's sight.
Yu Pu, who was reciting the Dharma words silently, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes changed rapidly, and he cursed loudly.
Out of everyone's sight, a flying sword came through the air and aimed directly at Xie Xiangcai's chest and heart.
Yu Pu's face was livid, and he quickly got up from the ground and punched in a surging wind.
Xu Hongqing, who was deep in the Wanji Pavilion, silently tapped the table with his fingers, his face as calm as water.
Since you want to attain enlightenment, then I will kill you when you are the center of attention.
Xu Hongqing was waiting for this opportunity, this moment for Xie Xiangcai to let go of all his defenses.
Within the Temple of Heaven, a figure broke through the dome and swept out like a rainbow, scattering the clouds and leaving a dark path in the sky, heading straight for Ankang Temple.
Xie Xiangcai didn't know it at all. He only felt the breath flowing in his body, and the qi and blood in the meridians between the middle and lower chambers were stagnant.
Just for a moment, the energy and blood flowed backwards, the meridians swelled, the young man's cheeks turned red in an instant, and his seven orifices were bleeding in an instant.
At the same time, the flying sword has reached the chest!
At the critical moment, a wisp of remnant soul swept out from Baihui and appeared in the darkness before the half-opened Yin Eyes.
One light makes it bright.
The stooped old man walked up to the shaky young man in three or two steps, smiled softly, stretched out his hand to touch the young man's head, then turned around, spreading his palms, and the whole body was filled with bright light.
This old man, who had been protecting the younger generation for a long time, decided to take action one last time.
The old man named Xie Lin could have reincarnated, reborn, and hit the seventh realm of martial arts that he dreamed of. However, he decided to laugh it off and take action for the last time to protect his most beloved junior.
"Xiao Xiangcai, my ancestor will protect you for the last time, and you can go on your own in the future!"
Xie Lin's figure shattered and opened, turning into a stream of light that rushed into the small gap between the atrium and the back courtyard, completely opening the gap.
The light shines brightly!
The speed of the flying sword that struck from a distance suddenly dropped, as if the sword was held by an invisible hand, preventing it from moving even half a step forward.
In an instant, the Buddha's light in the sky disappeared completely, and dark clouds filled the city.
A thin line opened at the young man's lower abdomen floating in the sky, and white light swept out and blasted the flying sword an inch from his chest into powder.
The Sixth Realm Dzogchen Sword Cultivator was hiding in a hidden place. The flying swords in his sleeves exploded one by one. The energy backfired and attacked the heart. The meridians were cut off one after another, and the martial roots were worn away layer by layer.
Sword cultivator Miao Yue has since been removed from the list of Daqing swordsmen.
Xie Xiangcai suddenly opened his eyes, raised his eyes clear, and looked thousands of miles away, seeing birds chasing and playing on the top of the mountain.
He slowly landed on the ground and gently closed his eyes. The surrounding things were still clearly visible and unobstructed.
Yu Pu came to Xie Xiangcai, put his hands together and saluted, "Congratulations to the Eighth Young Master for opening his dark eyes and having a bright future!"
Xie Xiangcai was startled when he heard this, pointed to a strange thing on his lower abdomen and asked, "Is this what you are referring to?"
Yu Pu nodded lightly, "Once the Yin Eyes are opened, one can observe one's cultivation in a shallow way, gaze at all things with one's mind, and see through the future in a deep way. One's heart can be clear of dirt, or it can penetrate reincarnation."
Prime Minister Xie was surprised and quickly returned the gift.
Murong Mingzhu immediately fell down the high wall, guarding Xie Xiangcai behind him, and asked Yu Pu with the long sword in his hand, "Yu Pu, you are so bold, you actually dare to assassinate my junior brother!"
Just as Yu Pu was about to speak, a figure in fox fur fell between the three of them, raising his palms to separate them.
Hu Jie, who looked like a white-haired boy, pressed down the long sword in Murong Mingzhu's hand and said angrily, "Hey, hey, hey. Don't hurt Heqi, don't hurt Heqi!"
When Murong Mingzhu saw her master appear, she took a breath, but she still looked at Yu Pu with angry eyes.
When Yu Pu saw that the person coming was Hu Jie, he quickly bowed and saluted, "Senior Immortal Immortal."
Hu Jie waved his hand, turned around and said to Xie Xiangcai and the other two, "The person who made the move earlier has nothing to do with Yu Pu. The person who made the move is named Miao Yue. He is a famous Six Realm sword cultivator in Daqing. He is a disciple of Xu Hongqing."
Xie Xiangcai's eyes changed slightly.
It's the military prime minister again.
After hearing this, Murong Mingzhu put down her murderous intention and returned the gift to apologize.
Yu Pu sighed and shook his head, "Hey, you blame me this time for not thinking that the Prime Minister Wu has such a skill until so late."
Xie Xiang suddenly realized that their movements in Anqing City had been under the surveillance of Xu Hongqing. The other party had already guessed that he and his senior brother would come to Ankang Temple, and also expected that he would get an opportunity here.
When he got the opportunity, Xie Xiangcai was most vulnerable and defenseless. At this time, Hu Jie couldn't catch him and everyone in Ankang Temple couldn't react.
Hu Jie sneered, "Don't worry, I will settle Xu Hongqing's debt with him piece by piece. By the way, are you damn okay?"
When Xie Xiangcai saw Hu Jie, he immediately jumped on the ground twice and grinned, "Master actually cares about me!"
Hu Jie let out a "poof", looked Xie Xiangcai up and down again, clicked his tongue and said, "They say that your boy is blessed with good luck, and he was hit on the head from the sky. At the time, I thought it was just bragging, but now it seems that it is true. At that time, I had an old friend who also had this so-called Yin Eye, and finally transcended the Nine Realms, broke through reincarnation and soared away. You kid, please don't mess with things in the future, and strive to enter the Nine Realms as soon as possible. Your master, I am too far in this realm. Lonely, I’ve been wanting to find someone to fight for a long time!”
Murong Mingzhu on the side was also sincerely happy for Xie Xiangcai, and was not dissatisfied at all because of Hu Jie's slightly biased words.
Among the disciples, the youngest one is Xie Xiangcai, and the one with the brightest future is also this junior fellow apprentice.
Master often calls these senior brothers together and tells them to take good care of their little junior brother and do everything they can to keep him safe.
After listening to Hu Jie's words, Xie Xiangcai scratched his head with some embarrassment and whispered, "Hey Master, I didn't expect that you have quite high expectations for me!"
Hu Jie rolled his eyes at him, then turned his gaze to Yu Pu who was standing quietly aside, nodded slightly and said, "When I saw you ten years ago, you were only in the fifth realm. I didn't expect that now you are half a step into the seventh realm. It seems that in the future, Buddhism For one faction, you must be the one who can carry the cauldron!"
When Yu Pu heard this, he saluted quickly and felt very happy.
Hu Jie let out a long sigh, "When I met your master back then, your master was the same age as you. Now that we meet again, we are separated by yin and yang. It is true that time is not forgiving... That's all. Sadness has a purpose. Yu Pu, I will leave Lao Ba here with you for half a month. During this half month, you can lead him to practice the exercises. He has an impetuous heart, and only this Buddhist holy place can purify his heart. I said it in advance, If I don’t see Lao Ba’s mood rising after half a month, I will break one of your legs!”
Yu Pu was covered in cold sweat after hearing this, and then he could only smile and salute and nod.
On the side, Prime Minister Xie was dumbfounded and looked at each other with Murong Mingzhu.
"Lao Wu, let's go~"
Hu Jie said the next word and flew away.
Behind him, Murong Mingzhu helplessly spread his hands, then nodded and left.
The young man stood where he was, looking at his senior brother and master who had abandoned him here.
Yu Pu grinned.
"Young Master, shall we continue walking?"
