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Chapter 102 Xiao Zhongju Leaves

"Senior brother, I can't go back anymore." Xiao Zhongju said in a low tone, hiding away.

"What's wrong?" Yi Xing asked in bewilderment.

"I...I refined a blood baby."

"What!" Yi Xing was shocked, and then he was slapped.

Snapped!
"Bastard! How dare you do such a thing?"

"Senior brother, I was wrong!" Xiao Zhongju knelt down on the ground with a thud, "I do things by myself, and since the Confucianism sect has expelled me, my actions will not hurt Master."

"I will bear all the consequences!"

"You!" Yi Xingzhi was so angry that he couldn't speak, he could only stare at Xiao Zhongju viciously.

a long time.

Yi Xingzhi took a deep breath, his expression turned cold, and he didn't reach out to help Xiao Zhongju who was still kneeling on the ground.

"I will report your matter truthfully to Master, so you can do it yourself."

After speaking, he left the room without looking back, and disappeared in a flash.

For Wenxiu of the Confucian school, any defensive means are useless for the huge Prince Jin Mansion, so he can come and go whenever he wants.

At this time Xiao Zhongju's body had fully recovered, and seeing that Yi Xingzhi had left, the lonely expression on his face was swept away.

Facts have proved that Zhu Qi is mean and ungrateful, impulsive and irritable, and he is very happy about his achievements, so he is not a master.

He should choose someone else to fight for the imperial power. As for the candidate, he already has one.

At the beginning, he gave up everything and left the Confucian sect, and devoted himself to the second prince Zhu Qi's sect, just to help him ascend the throne one day.

For so many years, he has worked hard, but he has never been able to make Zhu Qi go further.

But now that such a thing happened again, it was enough to show that this person was not the master, so he hurriedly left before the other party knew that he had recovered.

After making up his mind, Xiao Zhong raised his pen to write a letter on the paper, and then put it on the pillow.

When he stepped out of the room, he felt a little dispirited, sighed slightly, and left the Jin Palace decisively.

Not long after, a maid came in.

"Mr. Xiao, it's time to eat."

"What about people?"

The maid gently put down the food box in her hand and came to the bed.

I saw a letter on it.

The servant girl didn't dare to open it privately, and hurriedly took the letter and turned to look for the housekeeper.

Soon the letter was handed over to Zhu Qi.

With a shake of hand, he opened the letter written by Xiao Zhongju.

Zhu Qi looked at it quickly, without any expression on his face, he just said lightly: "If he wants to go, go."

The butler at the side asked, "Did Mr. Xiao leave?"

"Yes." Zhu Qi handed the letter to the housekeeper.

After the butler glanced at it, his eyes rolled, and he moved to Zhu Qi's side: "My lord, you see that Mr. Xiao has done so many things before, if he leaks out..."

The following words were not spoken, but the meaning was very obvious.

"You go and do it quickly." Zhu Qi said lightly.

"Yes, my lord!" the butler said happily.

Finally waited until this day!

In the past, because Xiao Zhongju was heavily relied on by Zhu Qi, he often acted arbitrarily and arbitrarily.

Except for Zhu Qi, no one will give face.

This made the butler feel dissatisfied, but there was nothing he could do.

After all, he knew that he couldn't compete with the opponent for the time being, so he could only endure it first.

But he didn't make him wait long before Xiao Zhongju had an accident.

The moment he knew that Xiao Zhongju had become a useless person, he wished he could jump up and cheer.

But in front of Zhu Qi, he still pretended to be very distressed, and arranged for a dexterous maid to take care of him carefully.

At the same time, in the past few days, he has been more attentively surrounding Zhu Qi, constantly making suggestions.

Try to replace Zhu Qi's role as much as possible.

This made Zhu Qi gradually forget Xiao Zhongju, and he was canonized as King Jin again.

So Zhu Qi came up with an idea: without Xiao Zhongju, I could still rely on my own ability to win the favor of my father.

That's why he didn't care about Xiao Zhongju's departure.

Anyway, he has already become a useless person, and it is useless to keep him. If he is driven out, it will damage his reputation.

Unexpectedly, he was quite sensible, and left alone after recovering almost.

However, after all, Xiao Zhongju has followed Zhu Qi for so many years and knows a lot of secrets, so he must not leave him alive.

That's why he acquiesced to the housekeeper to send someone to silence him.

At this time, Xiao Zhongju had already left the capital, heading towards Black Rock City.

. . .

. . .

Yang Qi and his party continued to move towards Black Rock City.

Youzhou City is the last big city on the border. After leaving the city, the scenery along the way becomes desolate.

There are no tall trees, replaced by low shrubs.

The wind and sand blowing head-on hit the face, making people unable to open their eyes.

Fortunately, except for Yanming among the four, the other three can resist.

So Yang Qi covered Yanming's face with a cotton cloth, so as to protect him from the wind and sand when he was on the road with light work.

That night, when Song Dongfeng successfully comprehended the sword intent and was promoted to the eighth rank, he was so excited that he didn't sleep all night.

When I saw other people the next day, I immediately shared the good news with everyone.

"That's great, Master!" Xie Furong jumped up and down after listening, her face couldn't stop being happy.

Now Song Dongfeng has become a martial artist of the eighth-rank Divine Sense Realm, and he is already a small group of top people in the world.

And relying on Song Dongfeng's temperament and aptitude, he is expected to become an innate strong man in this life.

Not in vain for so many years of hard work!
"My little monk here congratulates Donor Song." Yang Qi put his palms together with a smile.

"It's just a fluke." Song Dongfeng said modestly.

"Master, what does it feel like to become a Divine Sense Realm?" Xie Furong asked with a happy face.

At this time, Song Dongfeng couldn't restrain his joy, with a smile on his face all the time.

"It's like lifting a veil from your eyes, and you can see the world more clearly from now on."

"So amazing!" Xie Furong showed a trace of longing on her face.

"Benefactor Song has come through all hardships, and it will be smooth sailing in the future." Yang Qi said with a smile.

"I'm ashamed to say that if I hadn't met a warrior who could send out the sword intent last night, I would have stayed at the seventh-rank pass and couldn't break through."

"What's going on?" Xie Furong asked hastily.

So Song Dongfeng began to tell about the experience of last night.

He tried to find the long-sword blood demon in Youzhou City last night, but he met a person who also held a long-sword.

Song Dongfeng mistakenly thought that it was the long-sword blood demon, so he fought against him.

During the fight, another person jumped out, also holding a long knife.

Only then did Song Dongfeng realize that he had admitted the wrong person, and hastily turned his gun around.

And Yang Qi left the scene quickly after seeing him comprehend the sword intent successfully, so he didn't know much about the follow-up.

Unexpectedly, someone rescued the long-sword blood demon.

(End of this chapter)