General, Madam Called You To Farm

Elder Ji said in a gentle tone, I couldn't sleep, so I went to the Medicine Pavilion to get some medicines. The Medicine Pavilion is not far from here.

It's not far, it's even close.

After finishing speaking, the saint ended the topic, and led her men to the door.

Elder Ji walked a few steps and stopped suddenly.

The disciple asked, Elder Ji, what's wrong with you?

Elder Ji said: The Medicine Pavilion is not far from the Qionghua Hall. If you hear any movement, you will rush over here. It's not so slow.

The disciple panicked: Then don't we—

Elder Ji snorted coldly and said, It's okay, I'm just watching from the sidelines. If she wants to suspect me, she has to have evidence. The most strange thing is that she went to catch the assassin herself.

The disciple agreed, Yes, she was injured just a few days ago.

The Qionghua Palace was in chaos, except for Elder Ji and the two elders who were retreating, the rest of the elders came.

But tonight's assassin fled and died, not a single one was left alive.

It was useless for the elders to stay here, and they went back after instructing the disciples to clean up the scene carefully.

Wei Ting and Gui Bu pretended to be disciples of the Holy Maiden Hall and sneaked into the Qionghua Hall.

The people in the secret room had long since disappeared, so there was nothing to hide. The disciples who were not qualified to approach before were also called to move stones.

The night was too dark, too many people were too chaotic, the scene was dusty, and the two of them deliberately bent over, so they really didn't reveal their secrets for a while.

The damage to the secret room was also very serious, and the two went in to remove the broken tables, chairs and benches.

Wei Ting noticed the marked box, which was transported by him and his eldest brother, and it was heavier than other boxes.

Everyone was busy in their own way, and no one was watching him.

He opened the lid of the box calmly, and found a pair of armor inside.

He winked at Ghost Horror.

Ghost Horror walked over and took a look inside.

He asked in a low voice, Brother, did you notice something was wrong?

Gui Ji: The armor looks familiar.

Wei Ting said: It's exactly the same as father's battle armor.

It's just that Wei Xu's armor is golden, and this armor is silver.

Where in the world are there so many coincidences?

The identity of that person was already revealed.

Wei Ting said in a low voice: The saint went out and said she was catching an assassin. From my point of view, 80% of them are—

Ghost nods.

The two brothers exchanged a look, moved a broken table, and retreated without a trace.

But just as he was passing by the bed, Wei Ting stepped on something.

He moves his foot away.

It turned out to be a small symbol.

...

The saint led Elder Lu and others out of the hall of the saint.

The direction in which they fled is also easy to guess.

First of all, it is not from the main entrance.

Secondly, the surroundings of the Saintess Hall are heavily guarded, and only the Snowy Sky Silk in the northeast corner has been damaged.

It was destroyed by tonight's assassin, but it also gave that person a chance to escape.

The saint blew a bone whistle and called a falcon.

This is an eagle domesticated by the saint herself, and it has a powerful tracking ability.

The falcon fluttered into the night sky.

...

On the deserted streets.

Wei Xu gradually lost his strength.

He fell to one knee, his head about to explode.

Wei Xiyue opened the jar, and the walnuts had already been eaten.

She said softly, Grandpa.

Someone came after him.

But it's not the people from the Temple of the Holy Maiden, but the gang of assassins.

He stood up and hid the four children under an abandoned stroller on the side of the road.

Turning around, he regained his bloodthirsty eyes in an instant.

The assassins in black felt a powerful murderous aura.

The dust on the ground was flying up, the window lattices around were shaking, and the tiles on the eaves seemed to be unable to withstand the huge internal force, and fell off piece by piece.

Everyone subconsciously took a step back.

There was a chill in their hearts.

The leader boldly said: His physical strength has already been exhausted, and he can't last long. If he is exhausted, he can kill him!

That's right, they don't have to be serious with him, they can easily consume him to death just by surrounding him and constantly consuming his combat power.

It's a pity that they underestimated Wei Xu's combat power.

They just wanted to surround him with false moves, but Wei Xu punched him one by one, punching to the flesh, and the moves were fatal.

If this goes on like this, he doesn't know if he will be exhausted or not. They will be killed until there is no one left.

At this time, the leader noticed the child hidden under the broken car.

He moved towards the child calmly.

Just when he reached out to grab the little girl, a hand as cold as a skeleton clasped the back of his head, dragging him over, blocking the sight of several children with his tall stature.

Afterwards, he threw the person to the ground violently, crushing his skull with one palm!

Brain mixed with blood fell to the ground.

Everyone was stunned.

In the end, none of the twelve top assassins escaped, and none survived.

Wei Xu stretched to the limit, he fell face down, and fell to the ground in a daze.

A falcon hovered high above the sky, screamed, and left with flapping wings.

The saint looked at the eagle flying back and knew that it had found Wei Xu.

She hurriedly performed lightness kung fu to keep up.

But when she arrived at the scene, she was still one step too late.

There were only corpses on the ground, not Wei Xu.

Looking at the bloody and terrifying scene, Minister Lu felt a shock in his heart: This... did he do all this?

So many masters——

It's him, said the saint.

Lu Zhangshi was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

That person has just woken up, and he is already so terrifying. If he regains his peak combat power, who else in the world can be his opponent?

The falcon hovering in the sky suddenly screamed.

The saint's eyes moved: There is a carriage!

She tiptoed, soared into the air, flew into the alley, blocking the way of the carriage.

Woo— the coachman hurriedly stopped the carriage.

The saint looked at the lantern hanging on the carriage, with a big Cheng character written on it.

She asked, Who is the Cheng family?

She wore a veil when she came out, revealing only a pair of cold eyes.

She also didn't wear the costume of a saint, and she seemed to be just an ordinary disciple of the saint.

Miss, you are from the Temple of the Holy Maiden. The coachman turned his head and said to the curtain.

Understood. Su Xiaoxiao pushed open the side window and poked her head out to look at the saint, What is the hall of the saint stopping my carriage for?

The saint gave Su Xiaoxiao a deep look.

Sitting in the Cheng family's carriage, the coachman called her Miss, but he had never seen her before.

Recently, the saint has been busy with that person's affairs, and has not had time to take care of the Cheng family's affairs, but it does not mean that she knows nothing.

She had already guessed who Su Xiaoxiao was.

But she didn't mean to recognize each other.

Her eyes flicked over the coachman's feet.

There were a few drops of blood that hadn't dried up.

The driver seemed to have noticed her gaze, and stomped on it with his foot without any money.

She withdrew her gaze and said lightly, Let the people in the carriage come out.

Su Xiaoxiao asked: Why should I come out?

The saint said coldly: It's not you, it's that man!

Su Xiaoxiao's eyes flashed: I can't understand what you are saying? I can warn you, I am the Cheng family, and the saint is my aunt. It doesn't matter if you offend me. My aunt blames it, and you will have nothing to eat. Let's go!

The saint didn't talk nonsense with her, she stepped onto the carriage with one step, and opened the curtain suddenly!

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