Seeing Jun Fuyao being so serious, Tang Yuanxiao was stunned for just a moment, then he figured out the key.

My good sister, or the Jun family, must have encountered some big trouble.

Jun Fuyao didn't say anything, and she didn't ask.

She just needs to silently take the blame for her sister.

As for other issues, she believed that there were more capable people to handle them.

Jun Fuyao patted her shoulder again and expressed her gratitude without saying anything else. She would repay the favor with actions in the future.

"Okay, are you okay? If you are, I will go to Zuimeng Lake to have fun. I can hear the male prostitutes there calling me affectionately." Tang Yuanxiao said with a smile, breaking the heavy atmosphere.

"Ahem..." Jun Fuyao covered his lips and coughed, and said a little embarrassedly: "Tangyuan, um... your money may not be available for you to spend for the time being."

As he spoke, he took out a piece of paper and handed it to Tang Yuanxiao carefully, saying, "I have a list of herbs here. Go buy them for me. Buy as many as you want. The sooner the better. Remember to keep it confidential."

Tang Yuanxiao took the paper, took a look at it, and immediately burst into tears: "Sister, my dear sister, you are going to cut my flesh, how can you be so cruel, you give me a piece of paper, and I will be penniless... wuwuwu... why am I so miserable..."

Jun Fuyao found it funny and said, "Okay, stop howling. As long as you collect all the herbs, I guarantee that you will earn more than this time, and it's not just a one-time payment."

Tang Yuanxiao immediately stopped crying and said with a smile: "Really? You didn't lie to me?"

"More real than pearls. Okay, go buy some herbs." Jun Fuyao waved at her.

"Okay..."

Tang Yuanxiao was very satisfied and left happily.

Chen Fengwu left happily, taking with her the fifty jars of Jade Dew and Nectar given by Jun Fuyao.

Song Sanniang also went off to do other things, leaving only Jun Fuyao and Jun Yifei, aunt and nephew.

"There's news from South City." Jun Yifei said.

"Oh?" Jun Fuyao's eyes flashed, and he said, "It seems that our gift is about to arrive."

"Although we are determined to obtain this batch of crossbows, we must also act with caution. According to information from spies, Rakshasa Hall alone has dispatched a considerable number of people, and we don't know how much power they are hiding in secret. We cannot be careless." Jun Yifei said with a frown.

Jun Fuyao raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "Everything depends on human effort. How long will it take them to reach Phoenix City?"

Jun Yifei thought for a moment and replied, "No less than ten days."

"Ten days?" Jun Fuyao smiled confidently and said, "That's enough."

……

After Wu Qinghua left the Haomen Auction House, she did not follow the empress back to the palace, but went to find Tang Yuanxiao's fiancé Sun Xiaoyang to have tea together.

As they chatted, they talked about Jun Fuyao and Li Yichen.

"By the way, these two people are your admirers." Sun Xiaoyang joked.

"Brother Yang, please stop making fun of me." Wu Qinghua said unnaturally, "You know, I don't have that kind of intention towards either of them."

Sun Xiaoyang pondered for a while and said, "If you want to choose, I suggest you choose Jun Fuyao. I think... she should be better than Li Yichen..."

"Jun Fuyao?!" Wu Qinghua said in surprise: "How can she compare to Li Yichen? A genius and a waste, how can they be mixed up?"

Sun Xiaoyang just laughed and said, "It's just my intuition. You don't have to take it too seriously."

In fact, she really thinks that Jun Fuyao is stronger than Li Yichen.

He has always been very good at reading people.

However, his good brother has always been prejudiced against Jun Fuyao, so it's no wonder that he didn't realize the good in Jun Fuyao.

The two drank tea for a while, and Wu Qinghua suggested going out for a walk.

The two men traveled on foot, with only six guards accompanying them.

The two of them walked and talked, and unknowingly they were walking further and further away.

Sudden……

Two men in black appeared out of nowhere and rushed straight towards Wu Qinghua.

Fortunately, his secret guard Ye Zheying appeared in time and blocked the attack for him.

Fighting one against two is already difficult.

Unexpectedly, three more men in black appeared and joined the battle, their target still being Wu Qinghua.

Wu Qinghua and Sun Xiaoyang are not martial arts masters. They only know some self-defense punches and kicks, which are of no use at all at the moment.

Six guards were also killed.

One against five, no matter how powerful Ye Zheying is, his two fists can never defeat ten hands.

After taking a blow from the first two men in black, he used the force to retreat in front of Wu Qinghua and blocked the attacks from the next three men for him.

"Little prince, run away." Ye Zheying shouted to Wu Qinghua while resisting.

While Sun Xiaoyang was pulling Wu Qinghua away, he was thinking about how to ask for help.

The distress signal has been sent out, but rescuers will definitely not arrive in a short time.

Judging from the current situation, Ye Zheying will not be able to hold on for much longer. If they don’t find help soon, they will all be in trouble.

Not to mention that the man in black’s main target was Wu Qinghua, Sun Xiaoyang could have escaped on his own first.

The enemy is not stupid, will they let you escape and call for help? They will try every means to stop you.

No one can escape.

Blood was oozing from the corners of Ye Zheying's mouth, showing that she was seriously injured.

But she still protected Wu Qinghua tightly.

"Ye Zheying, since you want to die, we will help you do so."

After the leading man in black finished speaking, he waved his hand and five other men in black surrounded them from five directions.

Ye Zheying fought bravely with every move, and the five men had a very hard time fighting.

After severely injuring a man in black, Ye Zheying was also exhausted.

I smiled bitterly in my heart: It seems that I have to die here today. I will never be able to help Xiuer protect Qinghua again...

She was very confused. It had been so long since the signal was sent, why hadn’t the rescuers arrived yet?

But she didn't have time to think about it now, the battle continued.

……

Li House.

Li Yichen locked herself in the room alone, looking at the portrait in her hand with some pain in her eyes.

After a long while, he slowly closed his eyes, crushed the painting, and murmured, "Qinghua... I'm sorry... For the sake of my eternal ambition... I can only... let you down."

……

At the same time, the battle over there had reached a fever pitch.

Ye Zheying was hit by several swords and palms, and all the ribs on his chest were broken. He fell to the ground, bleeding from all his orifices...

She knew that she was almost at the end of her rope. She turned her head with difficulty, looking towards the direction of the palace with gentle eyes, murmuring: "Xiu'er, Xiu'er..."

In the last bit of time left in this life, if you can't see your loved one, it's good to take a last look at the direction where he lives.

The five opponents didn't gain much benefit, three were injured and two were disabled.

Zhou Jianming was the second eldest disciple of Lei Zhizun. She roared and wanted to go forward and chop Ye Zheying into pieces, but a man stopped her.

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