White-Robed Chief

Chu Li stepped forward and slap.

With a clear slap, Leng Tao hurriedly covered her face and shouted, "What are you doing and hit me again!"

Chu Lishen said: "You should understand!"

"Why beating?" Leng Tao shouted in concealment, covering his face, "I kindly send these things to help you secret investigation, what is your attitude? I want to tell the grandfather of the emperor to punish your sin ! "

Chu Li said: "Okay, then go to the emperor and say, let's face it, why did the bright saint disciples escape? How could he know in advance that the news had escaped, and no one reported it?"

"Nonsense!" Leng Tao shouted loudly, "Don't talk nonsense, the blood spit out, I didn't ventilate to report!"

"Who said it was you?" Chu Liren wrote, "What are you guilty of?"

Fu Mengshan and Xu Huande stared at Leng Tao unbelievably.

Someone really sent a message!

They couldn't think of it. Leng Tao's grandeur, how could they not know the seriousness of this matter, how dare to do such a thing!

Chu Lilan said coldly: "Dear students of the Holy Religion, you dare to report. I don't think you, the emperor, want it!"

"Nonsense, why did you say I ventilated the letter!" Leng Tao suddenly became smart.

I found that he was not flawed, and the guy escaped, and there was no evidence. As long as he killed himself, no one could convict himself.

Chu Lidao said: "It is difficult to check the Holy Religion, is it not easy to check you?"

"Huh, I haven't reported anyway, you can't rely on me!" Leng Tao gritted his teeth and refused to admit it.

Chu Li waved his hand: "I'm too lazy to have general knowledge with you, hurry up!"

Leng Tao glanced at him fiercely and turned away.

"Really him?" Xu Huande frowned.

Chu Lidao said: "Do not leave ten."

"Well ..., Cheng Wang, the son of this generation, is too decent!" Fu Mengshan shook his head with emotion.

"Leader, I will not participate in the rest." Chu Li hugs his fists.

"You ..." Fu Mengshan and Xu Huande looked at each other, knowing that this was Chu Li's condition.

Fu Mengshan laughed and said, "Okay, okay, just rest."

Chu Li hugged his fist: "Then I will leave first!"

He said stop turning and leave.

"This guy ..." Watching Chu Li leave, Xu Huande snorted dissatisfied.

Fu Mengshan said: "Smart people are like this, suspicious, hiding one's hand, and finally can say it, it is already a big love!"

"The Great Guangming Scriptures ..." Xu Huande frowned. "You have to ask the emperor."

"Listen to this name, it must have a close relationship with the Holy Religion of Light." Fu Mengshan said: "You must ask the emperor."

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Chu Li returned to her own courtyard, Leng Qiu and Leng Qing were practicing swords, and their sweats were dripping, warming their clothes, revealing exquisite curves.

Chu Li sat at the stone table to watch their exercises, lazily didn't want to move.

He felt suddenly relaxed, leisurely like never before, there was nothing to worry about at the government office, and King An on the side of the palace also ceased, without any threat for the time being.

But in this way, I was a bit lazy, and seemed to be naturally busy.

There was a knock on the door, and Chu Li opened the door himself.

Song Liuying was standing outside the door with a clever student, struck apricots and yellow shirts, cold and indifferent: "Managing Director, Qiuer and Qinger?"

Chu Li reached out and asked: "Prince, the two ladies are practicing."

Song Liuying entered the courtyard and saw the two women waving their long swords, the cold light flashing, the air conditioning frowning, and they could not help frowning.

"Mother!" Leng Qing stopped her sword and came closer.

Song Liuying glared at her: "Look at your appearance, what kind of system!"

Leng Qingdao: "I'm practicing sword. What are you doing, mother?"

"Hurry up and change clothes!" Song Liuying hummed.

According to the words, the two women entered Chu Li's house and quickly changed out into white clothes.

"Your girl's house, what sword do you practice!" Song Liuying hummed. "What's the use of practicing?"

Chu Li said: "The princess, Miss Qing and Miss Qiu are too weak. Sword training can strengthen the body and be less sick."

Song Liuying looked at him, and said helplessly: "Master, they won't do anything with people, it's better to practice swordsmanship than boxing, just loose their bones."

"The swordsmanship can save his life when it is critical." Chu Li smiled. "The boxing method does not work."

"Counting them to save their lives?" Song Liuying laughed.

Chu Li said: "The princess looks down on my sword?"

"That's not it." Song Liuying waved his hand and smiled. "I don't want their daughter's home, but I'm fighting hard and losing her manners."

"Mother ---" Leng Qing frowned dissatisfied.

Song Liuying said: "You still have to marry, can't you dance a gun and get a sword all day?"

"Why not?" Leng Qing hummed. "It's fine like Aunt Xue."

Song Liuying suddenly sank.

Chu Lidao said: "How does the princess find a guard?

"Uh-?" Song Liuying looked at him.

Chu Li smiled: "If she can defeat the guards, presumably the princess will not oppose it."

"No, I'm not suspicious of the swordsmanship you teach." Song Liuying busy put his hand on the jade, "I just don't want her to practice martial arts."

Chu Lidao said: "It is better to rely on others than to rely on yourself, it is better to understand some swordsmanship."

"... Okay." Seeing Chu Li so insistent, Song Liuying had no choice but to agree.

Now the king's house relies on Chu Li, even if she is a princess, she has to give Chu Li some face.

Leng Qiu and Leng Qing got excited.

"Xiao Gu, go and get two wooden swords." Song Liuying turned to the guard outside the door and said.

"Yes, Princess." A young man yelled.

After a while, the handsome young man stepped into the courtyard, holding two wooden swords in his hand, and handed them to Leng Qing.

Leng Qing waved it a few times and nodded with satisfaction. The wooden sword was heavy, similar to the weight of Qing Feng Sword, and it was no different from Qing Feng Sword in its grip.

"Come on." Leng Qing took the first two steps and stood by the sword.

The handsome young man Gu Guquan said: "Miss Qing, please!"

Leng Qingdao: "You shoot first."

"Yes." Xiao Gu agreed and stabbed a sword gently.

Leng Qing snorted: "Did you eat? Seriously!"

"Yes!" Xiao Gu said busyly.

He is no longer humbled this time, otherwise she will really be seen by Miss Qing, so she is inspiring and the wooden sword stabs.

Leng Qing made a spin, and the sword stabbed.

"Pop!" Xiao Gu returned to the sword to block, and Leng Qing's wooden sword flew out.

Everyone froze.

Xiao Gu's eyes widened, unbelievable.

He just used one trick.

Originally I planned to make a concession, even if I defeated Miss Qing, I still had to make more than one hundred moves. Under the difficulty of winning the game, a small victory was won, but I didn't expect to solve it.

Leng Qing also widened her eyes. She was full of confidence. She felt that the heat flow in her body was so strong that her strength would increase. One sword would solve her problem.

Chu Li shook her head and smiled.

Song Liuying pouted and laughed: "Big manager, Xiao Qing's swordsmanship ...?"

Chu Li smiled.

Leng Qing said incredibly: "Come again!"

She used to pick up the wooden sword, pointed to Xiao Gu, and said coldly, "Come again, hurry out the sword, don't make tricks!"

"... Yes." Xiao Gu reluctantly glanced at Song Liuying.

Song Liuying pouted and laughed: "Beside her!"

Xiao Gu stabbed with a light sword, and when he came in contact with the cold and cold eyes, he was busy and revived, and stabbed the sword with all his strength.

"Slap!" Leng Qing's sword flew out again. (To be continued.) Vote for the previous chapter ← Chapter list → Bookmark the next chapter