After giving up whitewashing, I became the light of the villain

Chapter 110 A palace lord who was kicked out

Chapter 110 A palace lord who was kicked out

It was clear and cold in Jiuxing Palace, and the weather was getting colder. Guan Ji sat cross-legged on the bed, wrapped in several layers of thick quilts.

The charcoal fire in the house was burning red.

But Guan Ji's coughing still couldn't stop.

Master Yu Erfeng couldn't help but frowned and said, "Palace Master, is it true that you still want to go to the battle between Palace Master Yang and that Pavilion Master Liang?"

Yu Rou didn't really want Guan Ji to go out.

The weather in November was cold, and Guan Ji didn't know if his body could hold on.

What's more, there is no need for Zhan Guanji to go, and whether Guan Ji goes or not will not affect the final result.

If Yang Xun didn't have the ability to suppress Liang Li, he wouldn't make Liang Li afraid for so many years.

"Yang Xie made the appointment for me anyway, and I should go and see it both emotionally and rationally."

If he didn't go, what reason would he have to ask Mo Liang out?

"Palace Master, the situation in the sect is unstable. You..." Yu Rou wanted to persuade her again.

"Shh."

Guan Ji put his hand to his lips and made a silent movement.

"I just want to see who is causing trouble in the Nine Stars Palace. It's fine to just clean it up. Second peak master, I'm not in the palace for a few days, so you say that my body is damaged and go to Medicine King Valley to seek medicine , and died on the road."

As Guan Ji said, he handed the seal of the palace lord to Yu Rou, a glint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

"This seat wants to see who is coveting the position of the palace master of this seat."

Yu Rou: "..."

Yu Rou was speechless.Guan Ji really didn't like such words at all.

After receiving the seal of the Palace Master, Guan Ji said: "Second Peak Master, I have always believed in you. I believe that you will handle these small matters in the sect well..."

Guan Ji coughed again as he spoke.

Yu Rou didn't know how to answer, so she just said "yes".

This is no small matter.

Some people covet the position of Guan Ji's palace lord, and those who have such courage and ambition must be out-of-body monks.If Yu Rou handles it, a lot of people will probably die.

Yu Rou is worried.

I don't know if Jiuxing Palace will lose its vitality and fall out of the third palace after going through this bloodbath.

Burning Moon Realm.

Mo Liang leaned on the soft bed and glanced out through the window.

Pure white snow.

Snow light shines in through the window, illuminating the room brightly.

Good-looking is good-looking, but cold is also really cold.

Xiao Hui, who was retreating in Jun's womb, remained silent, and Mo Liang did not remind her.

In fact, what Mo Liang was thinking was whether Xiao Hui, like Zhu Xiu, encountered trouble during the first foundation building.But thinking about it, it's impossible. Enchantment is extremely rare when building a foundation.

Last time, Zhu Xiu's mind was affected. Xiao Hui went smoothly, so how could something happen?

Mo Liang looked at the story book leisurely, she was the most idle in the entire Burning Moon Realm.

Suddenly, Mo Liang felt a breath.

Almost as soon as that breath appeared at the mountain gate of Burning Moon Realm, Mo Liang's figure appeared there to greet him.

Seeing Shengxue in white clothes coming out of his body in front of him, Mo Liang tilted his head and asked, "Guan Yinghuai, why are you here again?"

Guan Ji coughed lightly in embarrassment, a little ashamed to speak.

"Something happened to the sect, and I was kicked out by those peak masters. So do you want to take me in?"

Guan Ji's tone was calm.

So when such pitiful words came out of Guan Ji's mouth, Mo Liang didn't know whether to believe them or not.

But it was just a trivial matter like staying overnight, so Mo Liang agreed very readily.

"Okay. You can stay for a few days if you want."

Guan Ji smiled lightly.

Then Guan Ji just moved into the side hall next to the Burning Moon Palace.

Mo Liang led Guan Ji to Mili Peak to see the group of young disciples. The thick cloak he was wearing was incompatible with these thinly dressed disciples.

This group of people belonged to Guan Ji.

Last time, the monk left Burning Moon Realm without saying hello.

Jingzhang looked curiously at the indifferent monk standing next to Mo Liang, thinking in his heart that this senior really knew Shengjun.

Guan Ji asked curiously: "Sister Liang, they are so deep-rooted, are they working hard for the tiger to surpass the dragon?"

Mo Liang nodded: "Almost."

"By the way, can you stop calling me sister Liang in front of people?"

Where is her face?

Guan Ji made an effort in the direction of Jingzhang: "That disciple is not bad."

This is the third senior monk in Kuajingzhang.

Mo Liang took a look at Guan Ji, then waved to Zhu Ji: "Jingzhang, come here."

When Jingzhang heard this, he ran towards Mo Liang with a sword in his hand, stood still in front of Mo Liang, then bowed and said: "I have seen the Holy King."

Mo Liang introduced the monk next to him: "Ji, the chief official of Jiuxing Palace."

Jing Zhang froze for a moment, then saluted Guan Ji.

Guan Ji nodded slightly, with a haughty expression.

"Official Palace Master, this disciple of mine has encountered some problems in his cultivation, would you like to give me some pointers?"

Jingzhang immediately bowed to thank him: "Thank you, Palace Master!"

Guan Ji: "..."

What are you thanking?
He hasn't agreed yet!

Guan Ji glanced at Mo Liang, as if he didn't expect Mo Liang to make such a request.

"Mo Shengjun is using me as a coolie?"

"How do you say that all the officials and palace masters live in our Burning Moon Realm, this is considered self-sufficient."

Guan Ji sighed slightly, "All right."

Survival is not easy.

I originally thought that I came to Burning Moon Realm to seek some peace and quiet for the elderly, but I didn't expect that I still had to work here.

About half an hour later, Guan Ji sat down next to Mo Liang with his lips burning and dry mouth.

Mo Liang handed over a cup of tea very thoughtfully.

Guan Ji took it and drank it down.

Mo Liang approached curiously and asked, "How is that disciple?"

Guan Ji rested for a long time before he recovered, glanced at Mo Liang lightly, and said, "He's very annoying."

A good monk, but he has a long mouth.

Mo Liang smiled even happier.

Guan Ji shook his cloak angrily: "It's cold, I'll go back first."

Mo Liang went to look at Jingzhang again, and saw Jingzhang sitting on the edge of the cliff holding the soul-chasing sword and covered in scars all over his body.

This Foundation Establishment was obviously hit.

Looking at Jingzhang's body covered in scars, Mo Liang's eyelids couldn't help but twitch.

How did this injury happen?

Guan Yinghuai's attack was too ruthless.

Mo Liang sat beside Jingzhang and asked, "What happened to your injury?"

It took a long while for Jingzhang to come back to his senses, and he replied: "The official palace master suppressed his cultivation in the foundation building, and then we exchanged ideas, and that's it."

Guan Ji told him that the swordsmanship he had always been proud of was wrong.

It's not that the sword manual is wrong, but that his practice method is wrong.

He didn't believe it at first, but he didn't realize how wrong he was until after a competition with Guan Ji.

He couldn't even catch Guan Ji's move.

Suppression everywhere.

Mo Liang can now understand Jingzhang's current state very well.

You are regarded as the standard, and suddenly someone tells you that it is all wrong, even the most powerful person will collapse in faith.

Mo Liang patted Jingzhang on the shoulder: "Don't think too much, if you make a mistake, just correct it. Fortunately, your cultivation level is not high, and the official palace master has been living here all this time, so you can ask him more .”

(End of this chapter)

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