The Great Demon Lord of Martial Arts

Ji Chuan turned to Xu Yihai and said, "Go and talk to them. Don't worry. You should do whatever you want. Don't get into trouble."

Even Xu Yihai looked panicked, and the others would not be much better.

After all, these casual cultivators had not been in Jinyiwei for a long time and were not yet familiar with the court's ways.

I think Cui Shangshu is an important minister of the imperial court and can cover the sky with one hand. Is that still far behind?

Xu Yihai nodded emphatically. Don't let Cui Shangshu take action by then. They didn't bring it upon themselves and started chaos first.

That's the joke.

Not only were they laughed at, but the adults were also afraid of being punished. The casual cultivators were almost entirely under the control of the adults, and some were jealous.

After several trainings, the casual cultivators left behind in Fengyun Lei are all elites. Not to mention anything else, they must be experts in single combat.

Moreover, Ji Chuan invested a lot of resources, and now there is no Xiantian realm, only the Grandmaster realm.

Take it out, it is also a force that cannot be underestimated.

Even small sects would change their expressions upon hearing this.

Xu Yihai bowed and said: "Yes, sir, I will go down and tell them now."

Ji Chuan nodded and said, "Continue patrolling the streets as usual. Also, use my badge to send people from the six gates to patrol the streets. We don't have enough manpower."

Xu Yihai carefully put away Ji Chuan's belt, turned around and left without any worries.

The adult's calmness gave him confidence, and he firmly believed that the matter could be resolved this time.

Ji Chuan's eyes flashed, he was not to blame for the Xuanyin sect seeking death.

This time he would not be merciful. Thinking of this, Ji Chuan turned around and walked into the Jinyiwei Mansion Office and walked towards Chen Wei's office.

He definitely can't do this alone, and he will definitely drag Chen Wei into the water.

Although Ji Chuan and Xu Yihai talked easily, Cui Shangshu was a minister after all, a second-rank official in the imperial court.

Either King Yan or His Majesty may consider Cui Shangshu's feelings and abolish the scattered cultivators.

This is something Ji Chuan doesn't want to see. He has spent a lot of effort on casual cultivating, and he can still provide some help in the future.

But Cui Shangshu cannot be ruined. The Xuanyin Sect causes trouble, and he will not take the blame for the Xuanyin Sect.

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Cui Mansion!

"Master, master..."

A panicked and panicked voice came from outside Cui Mansion, and anyone could hear the fear in the voice.

This is what happens when you are extremely frightened.

"Isn't this Butler Yao?" The servants of the Cui Mansion looked at the hurried and bewildered Butler Yao one by one, and stumbled into the mansion.

"Yes, Butler Yao is usually very steady, why are you so flustered?"

The servants were talking a lot, their minds couldn't help but become more active, and they couldn't help but think wildly.

Butler Yao was still in the mood to take care of people, so he ran into Cui Shangshu's study with a sad face.

Behind him, four boys were carrying a stretcher, covered with a layer of white cloth, as if a person was lying on it.

The four people were seen looking solemnly and without saying a word, carefully carrying the stretcher, followed closely by Butler Yao.

There was a boy next to him who seemed to be shaking. His whole body was trembling, and he trembled as he walked.

In addition, the boy's face was pale. People who didn't know it would have thought that he was seriously ill.

"Hey, isn't this the young master's servant Laifu?" The servants had nothing to do and secretly gathered together. Someone with sharp eyes immediately pointed out Laifu when he saw him.

It's okay not to say it. This statement made people's imagination even more exciting.

"Where is the young master?" Suddenly, a member of the family asked in confusion.

Several servants turned their eyes to the stretcher, which was covered tightly with white cloth, making it difficult to see clearly.

Several people looked at each other and saw the panic in each other's eyes. Thinking about the expressions of Butler Yao and Laifu, they thought of a possibility.

"It's time to leave!"

The servants were not stupid, their faces were pale, they didn't say a word, they were all doing what they should do to avoid unreasonable disaster.

At the same time, I couldn't help but feel uneasy, wondering if Butler Yao had recognized them just now.

"Master! Master!..."

Butler Yao, who has always been steady, has no control over stability at this time. If the young master dies, the master will definitely be furious. It's good that he can survive safely.

He called Cui Shangshu's study all the way. Without Cui Shangshu's consent, Butler Yao didn't care about anything else. He knocked open the study door and threw himself to the ground, motionless and not even daring to raise his head.

Cui Shangshu seemed to be getting to know Butler Yao all over again. He was reading a book and was stunned on the spot, staring blankly at Butler Yao who was lying on the ground.

It took a long time to react.

Cui Yan was filled with anger. Anyone who was frightened like this by a servant would not look good.

"Humph, Yao Feng, what are you going to do? Rebellion?" Cui Yan snorted coldly, threw the book in his hand on the table, stepped down from the desk, and kicked Butler Yao angrily.

Butler Yao bared his teeth after being kicked for a while, but he did not dare to move. He said with a cry: "Master, something happened, the young master was killed!"

At this moment, the four big men finally came in carrying a stretcher, placed it in Cui Shangshu's study, and hurriedly knelt on the ground.

When Laifu saw Cui Yan, he trembled and knelt down like a frightened rabbit.

"What did you say?" Cui Yan's pupils shrank suddenly, he grabbed Butler Yao up, almost pressed against his old face, and roared angrily.

Butler Yao did not dare to resist or even struggle. He was pinched by Cui Yan and said in a trembling voice: "The young master is dead. The young master has been killed!"

"What?"

Cui Yan roared angrily, UU Reading www.uukｎshu.net His head buzzed, he felt dizzy, stumbled a few times, and almost fell to the ground.

He threw Butler Yao out and was thrown against the door frame, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Don't underestimate Cui Yan. He is also a master in the Xiantian realm, but politics is his main focus. Martial arts is just a tonic. Strengthening the body is all obtained by relying on pills, not self-cultivation.

Although he is a paper tiger, it is still easy to deal with an ordinary old man like Butler Yao.

Butler Yao felt as if his body was exploding and his internal organs had been displaced. He coughed several times and brought up blood all over the floor.

Even so, he still did not dare to resist. He crawled to Cui Yan's feet, grabbed the feet of Cui Yan's robe, and said mournfully: "It's my fault, sir. It's all my fault. Please punish me."

"Get out!" Cui Yan kicked Butler Yao away and walked to the stretcher in a few steps. He didn't even look at the other people and lifted up the white cloth.

Lying on the stretcher was a young man with a pale complexion. He was not very old, but it could be seen from his face that he had a face that was excessively drunk.

Cui Yan couldn't believe this fact. He stretched out a trembling hand and sniffed.

"Ah, my son, my son!"

Cui Yan's half-crouched body suddenly collapsed to the ground, and then he suddenly fell on the young man. Tears flowed from the corners of his eyes. His old face turned pale, and it was difficult to accept this fact.

"Son, why did you leave before me? Let me send the white-haired man to the black-haired man!" Cui Yan hugged the young man and plunged his head into the young man's arms. His hands were like iron pliers and he was holding him tightly. Don't let go.