General, Madam Called You To Farm

The saint fell into a coma for three whole days.

When she woke up, it was the morning of the fourth day, and the golden light of the morning sun shone on her delicate eyebrows and eyes through the gaps in the window lattice.

She felt something furry arching on her arm.

She subconsciously grabbed the little thing and opened her eyes at the same time.

Xiaohu, who was lifted high, tilted his head and said, Cheng Xin, are you awake?

Um?

The saint was taken aback, and put Xiaohu down gently, and she sat up calmly.

Big Tiger and Two Tigers are also there.

Erhu lay on the edge of the bed, stomping his little feet and staring.

Dumb stood upright, with the demeanor of an elder brother.

The saint looked at them in astonishment.

Er Hu asked, Cheng Xin, where have you been? Why did it take you so long to come back?

Xiaohu asked grumpily, That's right, Cheng Xin, where have you been? They can't even find you!

Dumb didn't speak, and there was a trace of inquiry in his seriousness.

I.

The saint lowered her eyes.

Xing'er came in with a bowl of clear porridge: Okay, Cheng Xin just woke up, she must be very hungry, let Cheng Xin eat something first, okay?

Um!

The three little ones nodded and went out to play.

Xing'er put the porridge on the table, came to the bedside and asked the saint, Is there anything uncomfortable?

The saint shook her head.

Xing'er stretched out her hand, imitating Miss's usual way to touch the saint's forehead, but the saint avoided her.

Myolie: Oh, don't let me touch it yet.

The saint was about to get out of bed, and when she lifted the quilt, she found a lot of things inside, including halva, small stones, and small flower drums.

Seeing her confused face, Xing'er explained to her: The crispy candy is from Dahu, the little stone is from Erhu, and the little flower drum is from Xiaohu. I said I will give it to you so that you can wake up early.

The saint grabbed the sticky blanket and said, Sugar, it's stuck.

Xing'er cleared her throat: Cough, it was originally wrapped in glutinous rice paper, but Xiaohu secretly licked it a few times.

After the holy girl washed, she sat in front of the bronze mirror, and Xing'er combed her hair.

Seeing that her eyes were always looking for something, Xing'er said knowingly: Miss went shopping for medicinal materials, and I'll be back in a while.

Saintess: Yes.

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Su Xiaoxiao came back half an hour later.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, I saw...the saint who was alive and well.

Su Xiaoxiao's expression was indescribable: What is she doing...?

Miss! Xing'er took Su Xiaoxiao's medicine basket, looked at the holy girl who was climbing the tree, and said, Cheng Xin wants to go up to the roof, but it seems like she can't fly up, that's it...

It is not surprising that when the internal strength is gone, the lightness kung fu will naturally not come out.

The strange thing is the way she climbs the tree.

Su Xiaoxiao murmured: People climb trees with both hands and feet, one after another, how can she... use jumping?

Hug with both hands, jump with both feet, Duang-Duang's!

Is she a rabbit?

Xing'er said awkwardly: Hey, Xiaohu taught this.

This is how the little tiger climbs trees.

The saint danced... er no, she climbed very seriously and seriously.

Finally, she climbed to the top of the tree, and followed the top of the tree to the roof.

She sat down where she had sat countless times before.

This is what she likes to do, and Su Xiaoxiao usually won't interfere with her.

Soon, it was time to take the medicine.

Su Xiaoxiao told her to come down, Cheng Xin, I've taken my medicine.

The saint stood up expressionlessly, and jumped lightly as usual.

Duang!

She croaked and fell.

Facing down, he fell on a big horse!

Su Xiaoxiao slapped her forehead.

Forgot to remind you, your internal strength is gone...

It seems that you have to find an opportunity to regain your inner strength.

-

In the evening, Lu Aotian came to Baihua Palace.

An accident happened to Xiaoyaozong!

The palace lord asked: What happened?

Lu Aotian's current salary has improved in a straight line. In the past, he came to see Wei Ting, but now he can directly see the palace lord.

Lu Aotian said: Oh, the Sutra Pavilion of the City Lord's Mansion was stolen, and the guard who was injured said that the other party was a woman, whose body shape and skill were very similar to the Suzerain of the Xiaoyao Sect, and then Gui Ji was arrested by the people of the City Lord's Mansion gone!

Lu Aotian knew how to assess the situation, and he could see that Guiji and Palace Master Yun had a very close relationship during the martial arts competition, so when something happened to the other party, he immediately reported it.

The Palace Master nodded: I see, thank you Master Lu.

Lu Aotian cupped his hands and said, Palace Master Yun, you are welcome!

The palace master said: Recently, a new batch of sheep came to the village. If Master Lu doesn't mind, please take some back.

Lu Aotian: How embarrassing... Where is the sheep?

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In the meeting hall of the City Lord's Mansion, Xia Houqing sat on the main seat, and the four elders sat on both sides.

Xia Houzheng and Xie Jinnian stood in the lobby.

Several people stared at Gui Ji in the center of the hall and the guards of the City Lord's Mansion who were confronting her.

Are you sure it's her? Xia Houzheng asked.

The guard said seriously: The body shape is very similar, and the height is also similar! The face...is also this face!

Gui Ji sneered: Don't you know there is something called disguise?

Elder Liu said: It may be easy to change your appearance, but Xiaoyao Palm is the unique palm technique of your Xiaoyao Sect. Judging from his injuries, he has been practiced at least to the sixth level. In your Xiaoyao Sect, only you, Gui Ji, have practiced this kind of palm. border.

Gui Ji snorted coldly: It's not me anyway!

Xia Houzheng said: My second brother went to Xiaoyaozong to check, you didn't return to the sect last night, where did you go?

Gui Ji's lips moved.

Xia Houzheng said indifferently: If you can't tell, or dare not? If no one testifies for you, you will not be able to escape the crime. Trespassing on the Sutra Pavilion is a death penalty. If you are stubborn, the crime will be aggravated. , will implicate your entire sect.

Gui Ji's eyes turned cold.

She was in my Baihua Palace last night!

The domineering voice of the palace lord appeared outside the meeting hall.

Step aside!

Ling Yun scolded.

The two guards glanced at the city lord in the meeting hall, seeing that the city lord did not stop them, they obediently stepped aside.

The palace lord and Ling Yun stepped in.

Gui Ji looked at the Palace Master.

The palace lord said to her: Is there anything you dare not say? Don't you just ask you to teach my son martial arts?

Xia Houzheng asked with a half-smile, Teaching all night?

The palace lord said coldly: Hasn't the eldest son practiced martial arts all night long? No wonder he couldn't beat those from the Killer League. I've heard that the disciples of the Killer League can stay up for ten days in a row in order to improve their skills.

Xia Houzheng was choked up enough.

Xia Houqing asked: Why did you find Xiaoyaozong to practice martial arts?

The Palace Master said confidently: Rin'er was injured in the womb and was born weak. The martial arts of Baihua Palace are not suitable for him, otherwise he wouldn't have learned a little bit of internal strength for so many years. Gui Ji said that she has a way , so I asked her to come over and try.”

As soon as the accident in Lingyun's mother's womb was mentioned, Xia Houqing lost her confidence.

He was the one who injured Yun Xi back then, and made his son weak.

Ling Yun looked at Xia Houqing and said, I've figured it out, can my master go?

Elder Liu said to the city owner: This is against the rules, Palace Master Yun is obviously covering up, we must thoroughly investigate Baihua Palace—

Ling Yun paused every word: Father.

Xia Houqing's heart skipped a beat!

He looked at Ling Yun in disbelief: Lin'er...

The Palace Master said to Gui Ji: Let's go.

Rubbing my little hands, I want a monthly pass