Master, I want to marry the eldest brother

Chapter 138 Han Qiong Immortal Que Inner Sect Disciple
In the end, Fu Xian was just a failed gambler in Yan Xiaotang's eyes, so how could he sympathize?
Gan Yi was silent, seeing Yan Xiaotang's expressionless face, her heart skipped a beat: the eldest son is not here, could it be that the Zhao family suffered a great loss and lost someone?

Sensing his gaze, Yan Xiaotang turned her head to him and said, "From now on, you don't have to worry about Qichi Palace anymore."

Gan Yi's heart skipped a beat again, she wanted to ask a question but didn't dare to speak rashly, so she behaved in a panic.

What Fu Xian said was the truth, of course it had a great impact.

In fact, Yan Xiaotang was extremely tired, and her body and mind did not find peace for a moment, but she couldn't let it go, otherwise, once she left, there would be another accident, who would be able to deal with it?Gu Feng has no problem alone, but he still has to take care of his master and fifth junior brother, and third senior brother can't help...

Yan Xiaotang said: "Your Highness Xie Wang, don't think that I look down on mortals, so I conceal what I should have told you. I am also plagued by bad luck like my brothers and sisters. The so-called allies have to help each other. Just think about it calmly, I will help you." If you have done it to me, can you repay it?"

Just taking away one Nanqichi Palace saved the lives of many generals for Gan Yi, and there is a mountain of gold and silver hidden behind the Qichi Palace, all of which are military supplies and rations—only this one, It is worth a county of Zhongqu country.

"My trouble, if you get involved, you will die." She said lightly.

Gan Yi's expression changed, and she regained her senses.

This evil king is a very smart, powerful, and courageous person. Yan Xiaotang can't say that he thinks differently about him than others, but when he is about to leave, he will never have anything to do with him again. After all, he can't help but say He said sincerely: "In fact, there is no difference between immortals and mortals. We have to weigh in advance what we want to get, and know how much we need to pay. If we can afford it, we dare to take it. If we can't afford it... that is wishful thinking."

Gan Yi understood, looked at Fu Xian who was crying and wailing on the ground, her heart was moved, thinking that Yan Xiaotang was just persuading him, but she didn't expect that Yan Xiaotang was talking about herself.

Everyone will say the truth, but when you love someone more than your own life, how can there be any reason?

Yan Xiaotang lowered her voice so that only Gan Yi could hear it, and made arrangements for her master and brothers as soon as possible.

After entering the hall for a cup of tea, she left with Tong Song and Wei Yang. At this time, it was only half an hour later, before dawn, the paper crane disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Gan Yi walked out of the hall, stood on the steps in front of the hall and took a breath of the cold air, her complexion was still very bad, but her eyes became much clearer.

Lu Ziping asked: "Your Highness, what does Fourth Young Master mean when you say don't worry about Qichi Palace anymore?"

Gan Yi flicked her wide sleeves, turned back, and said, "It means don't worry any more."

"Ah?" Lu Ziping was puzzled, did he really not worry if he said he wasn't worried?
Gan Yi said: "There is still half a year left, train the soldiers well."

In the spring of next year, he will take back all the land he gave up a few years ago.

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Clouds and flocks piled up in the sky, and occasionally the wind was strong, blowing away a piece of clear sky in early autumn, and a faint cloud of smoke snaked for several miles from north to east.

The farmers working in the field saw it when they raised their heads to wipe their sweat, and pointed it out to the people around them. Several farmers looked up, were dazzled, and then lowered their heads and went to work again—it looked like a shape with a certain shape. Strange cloud, who would know that it was the trace left by a Benyun car passing by.

Benyun car is a kind of magic weapon for flying, and the one of Han Qiong Xianque also has the function of Xiaojingtian. The car is only one foot square, and the roof is only five feet high, but it can accommodate five guest rooms inside. There is a hall and an ever-blossoming peach blossom tree. The floor of the hall is covered with fine pink peach blossoms. The fragrance of the flowers can be smelled in every room.

The innermost guest room is the largest and the most "exquisite" decoration. The floor is a whole piece of Pangu stone carved with the pattern of Suzaku. There are 24 kinds of forbidden magic circles hidden in the pattern. The patterned brocade curtains also flashed from time to time, all of which are extraordinary.

Outside the curtain hanging from the red jade hook, there are two girls in red skirts with flying buns sitting on their knees. One is cutting flower branches from a wide-mouth vase, and the other is embroidering with a piece of clothing on his lap. But what was embroidered was not flowers, but seal patterns, and the tip of the needle lit up from time to time, and she was pouring true energy into the embroidered seal patterns.

There was a very slight sound of metal rubbing, and the expressions of the two girls changed, and they looked into the curtain.

A man was sleeping in the brocade quilt with a high pillow. His black hair like a cold spring was the most conspicuous. His face was tilted to the inside, and his chin was especially delicate and soft. The white obscene clothes exposed his neck and a part of his neck. He didn't wake up until his Adam's apple rolled slightly, but compared to the previous few days, the movement was quite loud.

The two girls exchanged a look, without talking, one knelt outside the door softly, the other poured warm tea, kneeled nervously inside the curtain, and stretched its neck to look around.

Needless to say who it was, when Chanrui took him away from Yan Xiaotang, all the embarrassment in his body was cleaned up, and Han Qiong Xianque's intentions for him, Yan Xiaotang really did not guess wrong at all, even if Bo Xi was there at the beginning When the Taiwei Immortal Sect was a great disciple of the inner sect, he might not have received such meticulous care, just like offering some treasure.

The girl held her breath and waited for a while. Seeing that Bo Xi didn't make any more movements, she dared to get closer. She reached out to hold the back of his head and feed him warm water. There was another sound of metal scraping under the brocade quilt. The girl was so frightened that her hand trembled, and the cup in the other hand fell down. Just as the water in it came out, it was swept away by a wave of spiritual force, and it was put back firmly on the low table.

The girl hurriedly crawled to the side, and said briskly, "Fairy Le, he... seems to be waking up soon."

The one called Fairy Le is a woman in her 20s with a graceful figure and a snake bun. She also wears a red dress, but because of her unique complexion, she is much more eye-catching than girls. She also stretched her neck towards Seen from the curtain, the same movements are even more graceful, but she opened her mouth, her voice is a little crisp, as if she has not lost her childishness, which is somewhat inconsistent with her appearance.

"Are you afraid of it?"

Seeing Fairy Le's question, the girl didn't dare to answer, she put her forehead on the back of her hand, her back tensed.

Fairy Le said: "To be honest, I won't blame you. I'm also quite afraid of him. He looks so handsome, how can he be a murderer?"

Another girl invited by Fairy Le knelt at the back and said softly, "It must be that the Taiwei Immortal Sect is persecuting too much."

Fairy Le smiled: "That's right, if he hadn't been robbed by the Taiwei Immortal Sect, how could he have suffered so many crimes!"

Her voice was loud, Bo Xi frowned, and there were two sounds of metal colliding from under the brocade quilt. Fairy Le hurriedly covered her mouth, walked out slowly, and said outside the door: "He's just Move, you rush to call me, do you still have the courage to move your legs when he wakes up? The room is full of restraints, and he is chained by Cheng Gang again, don’t be so hopeless, he is currently cultivated It's about the same as you, what are you afraid of?"

The two girls hurriedly kowtowed to Fairy Le to apologize, and Fairy Le flicked her sleeves and walked away gracefully.

Bo Xi let out an almost inaudible breath: After several hours, I finally figured out who was around.

Hanqiong Xianque, the largest and only immortal sect in the Southern Territory, the real person in charge is called Heyang, a female cultivator, if Bo Xi was not called to the Taiwei Immortal Sect by the Southern Tribulation, he should be the close friend of this real person Heyang The only disciple who has been accepted in the past 300 years, now all the real positions of power in Hanqiong Xianque are held by disciples of Zhenyang Zhenren. Compared with Xianzong, the disciples of the inner sect are especially rare and good. The outer sect is divided into inner hall and outer hall from the head of the hall. Only then did Tang undertake the responsibilities of Luoxia Palace and Qichi Palace.

There are two girls serving in the room day and night, they should be Han Qiong Xianque's inner disciples, and Fairy Le's identity is still uncertain, if it is an inner disciple, it is really not an ordinary trouble.

His consciousness was locked, and his cultivation was knocked down to the foundation-building stage. He was unable to judge the cultivation realm of others, and he was like a blind man, not daring to act rashly.

It's okay for a while, but after a long time, Bo Xi couldn't bear the two girls wiping his sweat and feeding him water, so he had to make some noise every time to scare them off.

As his mind became more and more clear, Boxi was not going to wait any longer.

Fairy Le was sitting and playing chess with another male cultivator under the peach blossom tree in the hall in front of her. She didn't play a game, and she heard the sound of footsteps inside, and she sighed unhappily: "They are too timid, Bo Xi moved their fingers and they also came to report, really..."

The male cultivator opposite her said: "Listen to the footsteps, this time it's the arms that move."

Both of them laughed, and the hurried footsteps came out immediately, "Boom—" knelt down and said, "Wake up, wake up!"

Fairy Le and the male cultivator stood up together.

"woke up?"

Then the two panicked on their faces, and when they saw each other, they hurriedly pretended to be calm.

Fairy Le said: "Senior brother, the uncle is still thousands of miles away, he is awake now... Shall we send another letter to ask the uncle to hurry up?"

The male cultivator said: "If it can be fast, the uncle will naturally be fast. Even the master teacher is personally asking about this matter, how dare the uncle and the others delay? At most one more day, the uncle will definitely arrive."

"Then what should we do now?" Fairy Le looked at the corridor leading to the inside, bit her lower lip and said, "Otherwise, let him wake up and fill him with pots..."

Nanxiu interrupted her and said, "No, the uncle's letter has already stated that no one is allowed to use it except for the pills for cultivating the soul. It is a good thing that he can wake up. It proves that the pills have worked and will not harm life." , it is our great achievement that he is alive, we must not ask for trouble."

Fairy Le showed a cowardly look, and said: "But brother, we are the only ones on the Benyun car, can we hold it down? That Rui Sanren said that even she almost took a sword from Bo Xi, so we have to be careful! "

(End of this chapter)