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In the mountains and fields within Tianhe Mansion, the breeze was blowing, and in the calm mountains and forests, two young figures appeared out of thin air.
Before Jiang Li hit the ground, he slapped the young man in his hand with his right arm and was knocked directly to the ground.
There was no loud noise or shaking, only a muffled "bang" was heard, and the young man's figure disappeared, leaving only a deep black hole with no end on the ground.
"You bastard, it's you who can change your mind at first!"
Jiang Li's expression was grim, and his murderous intent had already reached its peak.
He is not afraid of any challenge or pressure, and can calmly accept any impact that comes his way.
But if anyone dared to have persecutory thoughts towards the people around him, especially Chuchu, he would absolutely not be able to bear it.
Not to mention Jiang Shirong's son, he can kill even the prince of Zhou Dynasty, so what if he breaks through the imperial court?
To others, Chuchu might just be a maid he loved, but only he understood what Chuchu meant to him.
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The mountains are densely forested with lush vegetation and airtight.
Jiang Buli was thrown into the earth, unknown to the depths, as if he died on the spot, without any sound or sound.
But the dull and stagnant airflow around him began to flow quietly. The dust, weeds, and gravel on the ground seemed to have broken free from the constraints of gravity, floating upward, and all floating on the same plane.
The next moment, the true energy suddenly exploded thousands of meters away, and a divine light enveloped it and turned into a horse, breaking away from the soil from the depths of the earth and flying straight into the clouds.
The dust, weeds, gravel and other objects floating on the same plane around Jiang Li also collapsed and squeezed toward the center at the same moment.
Thousands of kilograms of material gathered together and squeezed into a stone pellet. Armor of the divine weapon level could not withstand such a crushing impact.
Even an ordinary strong martial artist still has to suffer from hatred.
But before these dust materials gathered, Jiang Li's figure had already flashed out.
"As expected of Jiu Jue Pulse Condition, it actually allowed him to practice to the second transformation of the life-threatening realm!"
Jiang Li raised his brows slightly in surprise. Although he had also entered the life-threatening state, he had not even broken through the first change to this day.
Jiang Shirong's son's Qi talent is truly remarkable. From this brief encounter, it is not difficult to see that this person already has the strength to compete with high-level martial saints.
For a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old, with such a level of strength, it would be difficult to find anyone in Kyushu who could compete with him.
If he can grow up in the future, he will definitely be a giant that surpasses Jiang Shirong.
It's a pity that he doesn't have this chance!
Jiang Li stood high in the sky, his body motionless, and he grabbed and pulled the distance with his hands. He completely grabbed the air thousands of meters away.
It was as if the space was being scratched and torn apart, and with two loud stabbing sounds, Jiang Buli, who had already flown six or seven kilometers away, felt an invisible huge force fall on him suddenly, and the flying rush. The momentum disappeared instantly, and the whole person was dragged back directly.
The strong wind roared in his ears, and a gentle hand gently grasped his neck. Immediately, a ferocious, dark and violent terrifying force slammed into his body, destroying and sweeping along his bones and eight extraordinary meridians, and relapsed. And rebuild.
"No, you can't destroy me!"
Jiang Buli screamed shrilly, his liver and gallbladder almost shattered, a bone-chilling and desperate chill suddenly shot up from the soles of his feet, completely engulfing him.
The sound of the meridians breaking and shattering seemed to be heard next to the eardrums. The muscles and bones were shattered and deformed but were reassembled and connected. The true energy of the Dantian and meridians continued to leak out.
While the physical body was completely destroyed, a magical power spread within the body, infiltrating everywhere and constantly repairing and rebuilding.
While Jiang Buli was feeling desperate, frightened and trembling, a piece of news that was sent back to Da Zhou from the wilderness a few months ago suddenly appeared in his mind.
The physical body of King Anmang Jiang Li was destroyed by the ghost clan and became a useless person. The meridians, muscles and bones were reconnected in another form to achieve a delicate balance...
"Ghost clan!"
"how dare you!"
Jiang Buli screamed, his face as ferocious as a wild beast: "My father is Jiang Shirong, Marquis of Wu of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the number one immortal in Kyushu. If you dare to destroy me, my father will definitely avenge me. Stop it, stop it!"
"So what about Jiang Shirong, one day I will destroy him like this!"
A voice sounded in Jiang Buli's ears, but he could no longer hear much of it clearly.
The realm of Qi channels was completely abolished, and although the physical body was still alive, it became a completely different state.
The meridians, tendons, and muscles were reconnected in an extremely weird way, forming a stable but fragile balance.
From then on, he could still survive and live a long life, but he could no longer carry out any training or improvement throughout his life.
It cannot be treated or reorganized by ordinary means.
As long as one meridian or muscle is changed, the physical body will completely collapse with no possibility of saving.
"Twenty miles to the east is a town. Go there and ask for help. Let Marquis Wu come and take you home!"
The palm pressed against the neck was withdrawn, and the force exerted on the physical body completely dissipated.
Jiang Buli's knees went limp and he fell to the ground with a thud, falling into boundless despair and pain.
"I'm going to kill you. Even if you break your body into thousands of pieces, it's hard to explain the hatred in my heart!"
He struggled to look back and stared, but the person who had destroyed his body and energy had long since disappeared.
Until this moment, he didn't know who the person who attacked him was!
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"Haha, you can't catch up with me!"
"Where are you reckless thieves fleeing? King An Mang is here, why don't you surrender quickly!"
At dusk, the Yingyue Villa, hidden in the mountains and forests, is filled with smoke and tranquility.
The women of the Yanxi tribe are preparing dinner, and the steaming iron pot is filled with aroma.
More than a dozen lynx children chase each other and run wildly, growing freely and vigorously like weeds in the field.
The old people gathered around the campfire and sang in low voices. The distant and peaceful singing seemed to be floating from the distant wilderness of Saibei, outlining a boundless and desolate scene.
The sun has slowly gone down and the sky has begun to darken, but there is still some afterglow, like diluted red ink, faintly and slowly dyeing the horizon red. Passing through the nine-hole pavilion by the lake, nine different shapes are reflected in the lake. Regular fireball.
Wow, wow
A gust of evening wind blew across the lake, bringing up sparkling waves and disturbing the nine fireballs reflected in the lake.
Just like the chaotic mood at the beginning.
News about the young master will come out from Shengjing City every moment.
Anmang City, which is thousands of miles away, has always touched the hearts of every Zhou people like its owner since it was first built.
Great Zhou Qilin turned the tide.
Open up territory and expand the territory, and the young man will be granted the title of marquis.
Rush thousands of miles to help, crush the strange ghosts, and the vassal king with a different surname!
Various legendary deeds and feats not only suppressed the entire wilderness, but also made the blood of countless Zhou people boil.
Chuchu felt sincerely proud of the young master, but even more felt sorry for the young master who suffered from the wind, sand and cold in the northern wilderness and was in danger of being trapped in the battlefield.
Chuchu would feel heartbroken every time she heard the yangxi tribesmen in the village talking about the young master's heroic deeds in the wilderness.
The young master's hands are warm and soft, and he holds the cold handle of the knife every day, but someone is keeping him warm.
The windy sand in the wilderness outside the Great Wall is as sharp as a knife. The young master must be in great pain.
Commanding an army of hundreds of thousands, guarding one area, there are countless government affairs that need to be handled every day. The young master will definitely feel tired, but has anyone helped him share the burden!
Chuchu missed the young master not because of his prominent status and unparalleled power.
It's because the young master is the young master.
If possible, she would not want the young master to suffer such hardship.
Fortunately, since the young master left Shengjing and entered the wilderness, he was like a young eagle with spread wings, soaring in the nine heavens, conquering all the way, and winning every battle.
until……
Until a few months ago, news came that the young master was physically disabled by a mysterious and powerful ghost tribe in the Beimang Royal Court.
When Chuchu heard the bad news, he fainted on the spot, and his heart seemed to be torn apart.
Although not long after, news came one after another that the young master's body was destroyed, but his vitality was still there and his life was not worried.
But the initial pain and sadness did not slow down at all.
The young master is still the prince of Zhou Dynasty, and even more loved and respected by the people of Zhou Dynasty.
However, Chuchu also knew that the young master still had ambitions and wishes that could not be realized, and he did not know what kind of suffering and blow he was in now.
If it weren't for the fact that there were guards from the imperial court guarding the outside of the villa, making it airtight, she would have wanted to leave here and go north to Anmang to visit the young master.
"Sir, you will be fine. Chuchu prays for you every day!"
Beside the pavilion in the lake, Chuchu dipped her delicate white feet into the cool water and stared at the lake in a daze.
The sparkling lake surface reflected the girl's beautiful face and long satin-like hair. Her little feet swayed gently in the lake water, and the cool lake water flowed between her toes, as if caressing her heart full of worry and pain.
The flowers by the lake swayed and danced gently in the breeze, telling her the beauty of the time at this moment, but her heart was like clouds floating in the sky, never able to fall to the ground.
"Is the girl missing the Lord?"
An old woman who was nearly sixty years old came to Chu Chu at some point and brought a freshly cooked dinner.
Looking at the young girl who was about to be overwhelmed by longing, sorrow and pain, the old woman's eyes flickered, and she softly comforted her with distress: "Miss Chuchu, please have some dinner. You have lost a lot of weight in recent days. The Lord has returned. If Sheng Jing sees you like this, I don’t know how to feel sorry for you!"
"Will the young master really come back? People say that the Holy Lord has issued two golden orders in succession, but has never been able to recall the young master. His body has been severely damaged by the ghost clan, and his condition must be very serious!"
Chuchu pulled her feet out of the lake. Her white and tender feet seemed to be jade carvings, her toes were long and graceful, and each one looked like carefully carved fine porcelain.
The water drops rolled on the instep, like a string of crystal clear pearls, shining with a faint light.
She couldn't help but stood up, took the old woman's hands, and begged anxiously: "Just let me give it a try. I have been practicing equestrian hard in the past few months, and I am fully capable of going to the wilderness to see the young master. I Knowing that he is now a prince, there must be no shortage of maids around him to serve him, but I just want to see him again, even if I die, I am willing to do so."
"Miss Chuchu, don't be impatient. If my guess is correct, the Lord should be back soon, maybe even within the next few days!"
The old woman quickly said: "At noon today, all the sergeants and informants of Da Zhou who were originally guarding outside the villa have been withdrawn."
"Mommy, what you said is true!"
When Chu Chu heard this, a rare surprise finally bloomed on his sad face.
The young master is the prince of the Zhou Dynasty and has a large number of troops. From the day he was conferred the title of Military Marquis by Emperor Jing, the entire Yingyue Villa was surrounded by royal guards from Shengjing City.
Although it is called protection, it also means surveillance.
No matter how loyal Jiang Li showed to Zhou Dynasty, as an emperor, he would restrict and guard against his ministers who had military power.
Otherwise, there would be no law. All family members of officials above the third grade of the Great Wednesday must stay in Sheng.
However, as the most unpopular and humble concubine in the Zhenwu Marquis Mansion, no blood relationship between relatives could have any constraints on Jiang Li.
It may even have the opposite effect.
Looking at the entire Zhou Dynasty, the only person who could make Jiang Li feel concerned and scrupulous was the little maid Chuchu.
Using an entire royal bodyguard to protect and monitor a maidservant is unique throughout all dynasties in ancient and modern times.
And now, all these royal guards evacuated voluntarily, which means that Jiang Li, King Anmang of Great Zhou, has entered the territory of Great Zhou.
It is even possible that he will arrive in the capital soon.
"Is the young master really coming back? As a prince, he will definitely go to the capital to meet with the Holy Emperor first, and then he will come back to see me!"
She was surprised at first, but suddenly panicked. She lowered her head and looked at herself reflected on the lake, and suddenly became anxious and uneasy.
"Ah, why have I become so ugly? Young Master will definitely be very unhappy when he sees me!"
Chuchu touched her little face that had become much thinner, and stamped her feet anxiously: "Mommy, go get some more food. While there are still a few days until the young master comes back, I have to make myself fatter, so as not to make the young master feel distressed. He thinks I’m having a hard time, but he’s already having a hard time, and I can’t make it worse for him!”
"Okay, okay, as long as Miss Chuchu wants to eat!"
Hearing this, the old woman's wrinkled face relaxed with joy, and she quickly agreed and turned around to leave.
"Chuchu, you really don't want to worry about the young master. Being so thin will only make the young master even more upset.
"The young master was physically injured by the ghosts, so he must be very depressed. You cannot show any sadness. You must go to see the young master happily, make him happy, and make him happy. Come on!"
Chuchu squatted obediently in the pavilion with her bare feet, picked up a small bowl of rice on a wooden plate, ate and picked up vegetables in big mouthfuls, until her little mouth was bulging.
Don’t forget to warn yourself very carefully and encourage yourself secretly.
The feelings of longing for and looking forward to the young master were now more complicated.
I was actually looking forward to the young master coming back a day or two late.
She eats a lot of vegetables every day, so she should be able to gain more weight.
Xu was eating in a hurry, Chuchu choked, her face turned red instantly, and she choked some tears.
But when she thought of the young master, she didn't bother to wipe her tears and continued to lower her head and try to eat. Jiang Li felt distressed and amused at the same time.
"Slow down for the first time, drink some water and then continue eating!"
A long-lost gentle voice sounded in Chuchu's ears. The girl was holding the rice bowl in one hand and holding the chopsticks tightly in the other. She raised her head in shock and disbelief, staring straight ahead with a pair of big frightened eyes.
There were rice grains hanging from the corners of his greasy mouth.
At this moment, she suddenly felt that she didn't seem to miss her young master that much!
(End of chapter)
