Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

Chapter 706 Martial Arts: Even enemies can become lovers 39

Protector Zuo nodded again. He was not as showy as Jiang Zhu, and he was so serious that he seemed a little dull.

"Huang Yi, the master of disguise, no head or tail, he once sneaked into Jiuyou on your birthday, pretended to be you and did many bad things, and even took away the Jiuyou token."

Damn, no wonder.

It turns out that this is what the memories and tokens were like when I was 19 years old.

Jinchen felt relieved and planned to go back and study how to find someone.

He let go of Protector Zuo and patted his shoulder.

"Brother Zuo, thank you for your hard work!"

After saying that, he went back to nowhere.

Protector Zuo walked into the house and reported to Jin Fengxu.

"Now all the undercover agents in Jiuyou have been eradicated, but based on forced confessions, it is known that almost all factions in the world now have undercover agents infiltrating."

Jin Fengxu shook the wine bottle and threw it away boringly.

"Don't worry about it, let those decent people find it on their own."

"By the way, give me the key to the warehouse, otherwise that brat Jinchen will definitely steal it again."

Protector Zuo immediately touched his lower back and paused.

He knelt down and said, "Report to the leader, the young master has stolen it just now."

Jin Fengxu: "..."

Is this guy a monkey? His hands and feet are so fast!

At this time, in the warehouse.

"This old man has a lot of treasures, and he still lied to me."

Jinchen sat cross-legged and picked through the pile of treasures in the warehouse.

But after selecting several boxes, nothing satisfied me.

The jade-handled dragon's sword energy is so sharp that even ordinary treasures cannot stop it.

If he wants to cultivate a scabbard, he must have a container that can support his spiritual energy.

Jinchen nodded his chin and kept searching the treasure pile.

Finally, I found a box of rosewood from overseas in the deepest box.

Jinchen got closer and smelled it, it was a good thing!

That's it!

He took the rosewood box away and picked up some gems before leaving his father's treasure house.

There are still six days left, so prepare the scabbard and go find your wife!

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Four days after returning to the Tianjian League, Fu Zhiyuan solved the misunderstanding and became a beloved senior brother again.

But... there's still something missing.

Without that person talking in my ears all day long, even the room felt silent.

Mu Huaizhi came to his senses, took a deep breath and went out with his sword.

Today, all the famous sect leaders in the world gathered in the Tianjian Alliance, and they also had dinner together at noon.

The purpose is to work together to thoroughly investigate the martial arts world, lay down a dragnet, and be sure to find the current lair of Disha Palace.

Mu Huaizhi and Fu Zhiyuan naturally wanted to attend.

When he walked into the courtyard, Mu Huaizhi greeted many seniors, but had to listen to them with a stiff face as they missed their father.

It was clear that his father had never met them several times during his lifetime.

It was clear that before the small town, they were still shouting about beating and killing themselves.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of something Jin Chen once complained about.

- "What you call decent people are really too proud of themselves. You are so used to making fun of every situation and making excuses."

I had never felt this before, but since my father died, this feeling has become more and more obvious.

Mu Huaizhi smiled a little stiffly and finally took a seat on the left side of the main seat. He glanced at Jiang Zhu next to Sang Ning from the corner of his eye.

His eyes changed slightly, and he subconsciously looked for another figure.

Jiang Zhu waved his hand to him.

"Jinchen hasn't come here yet. He doesn't know what he's been doing lately. He's been locked in the yard all day doing exercises. Good guy, that's a crackle."

Yesterday, I planned to go to Jinchen to discuss matters, but he threw me out.

In this regard, Jiang Zhu said that if he didn't fan the flames, he would be wasting his reputation as a vixen in Jin Chen's mouth.

Smiling and hugging Sang Ning, fanning gently on his chest, Jiang Zhu started to stir up trouble.

"Master Mu, don't worry about Jinchen. Although he is concentrating on refining things, there are not many people waiting on him in the spring. He must be well fed, clothed and slept well."

Sang Ning felt that these words were inappropriate, so he slowly ate the chicken leg and applied oil on Jiang Zhu's body, "What are you talking about? You're going out without eating."

He took a sip of tea, pressed down the meat, and said to Mu Huai, "Don't listen to his nonsense. Brother Jin must want to finish the matter without stopping and then come to you."

Mu Huaizhi hummed lightly, raised his lips and smiled at him, "Brother Sang, eat more. No one is limiting your portion today."

In the past few days since Sang Ning came to the Tianjian Alliance as a guest to recuperate the alliance leader, Mu Huaizhi was shocked to realize that he probably didn't have enough food at all during the time he was in Yunshu Town.

Fu Zhiyuan even joked and shouted that the Tianjian Alliance was defeated by him before he inherited the position of leader.

Mu Huaizhi lost his appetite, but after thinking of Jinchen's instructions when he left, he still finished all the food in the bowl.

After the meal, it was time to gather together for discussion.

Many sects have expressed that they will participate in this plan to wipe out the remnants and spare no effort to assist the Heavenly Sword Alliance.

Although there are some who are quite critical and unwilling to participate, they do not object too much, but the manpower required will be relatively less.

Jiang Zhu, as the future leader of the Qingxiao Sect, also made it clear that they would help the Tianjian Alliance, but only this way.

After all, the Qingxiao sect has been on its own for a long time and has never participated in any cliques.

Mu Huaizhi and Fang Xun looked at each other and secretly clicked their tongues.

I thought it was strange before, but if the entire Qingxiao sect is also affiliated with Jiuyou, it makes sense not to participate in the disputes between the decent sects.

After expressing the determination, it is time to formulate the plan. This is a very labor-intensive thing. Several top leaders have entered the study room to discuss, and other follow-up arrangements are left to their own devices.

"Hey, this plan is probably going to be long and stinky."

The younger generation stayed in the courtyard to watch the fish. Jiang Zhu shook his fan and threw the fish food, and made a casual remark.

But they are not the only ones present today, there are also many high-spirited gang heirs.

"What does Mr. Jiang mean by this?" A young man in purple clothes interrupted him at the stone table, his face full of disapproval.

"Seniors discuss plans based on experience. We don't have this ability. We should just be obedient. There is no need to speak rudely."

Jiang Zhu chuckled, clapped his hands and turned around, looking at the young man.

"I know you, Lei Zhe, the young master of Xuanleitang, right? But if you complain casually, why should you take it seriously?"

"Ah... I know. It's probably because your grandfather is also in there and you think I scolded him? Then you have delusions of persecution."

Lei Zhe frowned, slapped the table and stood up, his tone a bit harsh.

"What nonsense are you talking about! It was you who made the mistake in the first place, why can't I blame you? You made the discussion plan so long and stinky. Could it be that everyone is like that demon sect, shouting and killing?"

When he gets angry, his hair explodes, like a thunderclap.

"I heard my grandpa say that Young Master Jiang and the young master of the Demon Cult are still good friends! They are really the same species!"

He blurted out these words and did not notice the slight change in Mu Huaizhi's expression in the corner.

Jiang Zhu's face turned cold and his tone was dangerous.

"Master Lei, please be careful with your words and deeds."

"In terms of seniority, I am an elder of the Qingxiao Sect. You are so rude. It seems that Xuanleitang has not taught you how to respect your teacher."