The Palace Master sat on the ground meditating and breathing with an indifferent expression.

She and Ji Minglou have been trapped here for a long time. She doesn't know how long, but it should be dawn outside.

Ji Minglou searched the wall carefully again, but still couldn't open the mechanism of the secret room.

He punched the thick stone wall.

The Palace Master said calmly: "I advise you to save your energy."

Ji Minglou sat back on the ground dejectedly with his bloody fist: "Why..."

The Palace Master snorted, "She is your mother, and you ask me why?"

Last night she came to find Ji Minglou, wanting to tell him that it was Xiahou Yi's evil ambitions and hoping that he would fight the enemy together with her, but unexpectedly she met his own mother who drugged him.

She slapped away the medicine he had just drunk.

Min Ningwan took the opportunity to pull the mechanism, causing the two of them to fall into the secret room together.

Min Ningwan said that she did this for his own good, as she knew he would not become an enemy of Baihua Palace. However, if she did not do so, Tianyu Hall would become a thorn in the city lord's side.

She would let him out after the matter was accomplished.

Ji Minglou whispered: "I'm sorry, I got you into trouble."

The Palace Master said calmly: "No need, I came to find you."

Ji Minglou seemed to have been drained of all his strength, and he was completely depressed: "Did you know that my mother was secretly working for Xiahou Yi?"

"Yes." The Palace Master admitted generously, "I came here today just to tell you this, but I didn't expect you to find out by yourself, which saved me from wasting my words. Don't ask me why I didn't tell you earlier. Even if I tell you, you have to be willing to believe it."

Ji Minglou did not refute, but asked: "How much do you know?"

The Palace Master leaned against the wall and practiced breathing exercises: "What do you mean?"

Ji Minglou said: "All of them."

The Palace Master said, "That's something to say. What's related to your mother is that your mother participated in framing Xia Houqing."

Ji Minglou asked: "If Yun Lin becomes the city lord, will he forgive my mother?"

The Palace Master said, "That depends on whether your mother is involved in other things."

Ji Minglou was silent.

The Palace Master continued, "Don't be tempted to join Xiahou Yi. Your mother betrayed him and concealed half of the treasure map that Lou Bufan gave her. We got the treasure map and used it to plot against Xiahou Zheng and Xiahou Yi. Now that half of the treasure map is back in Xiahou Yi's hands, he will guess that we got it from your mother. He will not let your mother go."

I thought Ji Minglou would ask if she was referring to his mother's involvement in other things, but Ji Minglou changed the subject: "Are you and Duanmu Qi husband and wife?"

The palace master asked impatiently: "What's your business?"

Ji Minglou whispered, "Perhaps the two of us will never be able to get out. Just let me die with a clear conscience."

The Palace Master said calmly: "So you know you can't get out."

Since Xiahou Yi will not let Min Ningwan go, he naturally has to cut the grass and root it out to prevent Min Ningwan's son from avenging his mother in the future.

Min Ningwan thought that her methods were amazing, but she didn't know that everything was calculated by Xiahou Yi.

The palace master said: "His name is Wei Xu, a general of the Great Zhou."

Ji Minglou suddenly realized, "So that's how it is...if, I mean if..."

The Palace Master interrupted him: "Ji Minglou, there is no if between us."

While they were talking, there was a sudden vibration from above.

The palace master quickly put his ear to the wall and listened carefully.

Her face darkened. "Your disciples have set off! How long have we been here?"

Ji Minglou also listened for a while, and said solemnly: "It's not that we stayed too long, it's that Xiahou Yi moved too quickly."

"No, I want to go out!"

The Palace Master stood up and fiercely slammed his palm towards the top of his head! Boom! A large rock fell.

Ji Minglou rushed over, protected her and rolled to the ground.

The boulder hit the spot where she had just been standing, causing the ground to shake three times.

The Palace Master pushed Ji Minglou away, stood up again and slammed his palm towards the top of his head: "I want to see how thick you are!"

However, as one large rock after another was blown down, cracks continued to appear on the floor of the secret room.

Ji Minglou knelt on the ground and threw a fire starter into the crack.

When he saw the scene below clearly, his face changed: "No more smashing, the ground can't bear it, the next level is a winch! It will grind people into pieces!"

The Palace Master was regretful!

"Watch out! Come here!"

They are just the lowest-ranking servants, not even formal disciples, and the sect's actions usually have nothing to do with them.

Because the five tigers were riding on the heads of the four tigers, they stretched their little heads out and looked around.

After the last disciple who was able to go out had gone out, the servant and his companions led the four tigers out from behind the rockery.

The servant stroked Sihu's mane and said, "Are you not scared? Alas, the island is going to be in turmoil again, but we have no right to interfere."

Sihu was a frequent visitor to Tianyu Hall. At first, they just thought the horse was pretty and gentle, and believed it was a lost horse of a nearby hero. So they fed Sihu some delicious food and let him go.

A few days later, the four tigers came again. This time, they brought them some herbs they had never seen before, which turned out to be very effective in healing their wounds.

Although they are servants, they can be promoted to formal disciples as long as they pass the annual trials.

With the herbs brought by Sihu, they recovered from their injuries faster and were more energetic in practicing martial arts.

How could they know that the inconspicuous herbs brought by Sihu were forbidden items and mulberry flowers in Baihua Palace? Sihu rubbed his head to comfort him.

It seems to be saying: Don’t worry, once you pass the exam to become a formal disciple, you will be qualified to join in!

The servant smiled happily: "Do you still want to catch butterflies today?"

The five tiger bird feathers exploded.

At this age, he can still catch lucky butterflies!

Childhood Notes (Childish)! Ah! What a beautiful butterfly! What a beautiful butterfly! Wu Hu was attracted by the colorful swallowtail butterfly in the small garden and immediately flapped his little wings to catch it!

Golden Eagle: Boss, have you forgotten something?

Baby Sihu was not interested in catching butterflies today. It sniffed left and right on the ground, as if looking for something.

The last time it happened, it saved a disciple who had fainted in the back mountains.

When everyone saw it like this, they thought it had made a new discovery.

The golden eagle looked at its leader who was so engrossed in catching butterflies that he forgot everything else. It sighed and followed the four tigers.

The four tigers followed the palace master's scent and came to the Bichuan Pavilion of Tianyu Hall.

This is where the hall master practices martial arts, and the door is now closed and locked.

Four tigers knock on the door.

"Is anyone inside?"

The servant asked.

Sihu nodded.

The servant was puzzled: "How could someone get hurt in here? No one except the hall master usually goes in here."

Boom! There was a slight tremor on the ground.

Several people were startled! One of them asked, "Is there really someone inside?"

The tiger slammed into the iron door! Its head was swollen! But the door lock did not open.

It hit him hard again! The servant said hurriedly: "Hey! You will get hurt if you do this! No, you are already hurt!"

Hit! Hit! Hit again! The four tigers were so badly beaten that their heads were bleeding. Even several grown men couldn’t stop them.

Finally, the iron chain broke, the copper lock fell off, and the four tigers rushed in.

The Palace Master finally blasted a tiny crack on the ceiling of the secret room, but the ground beneath his feet also completely collapsed.

She pulled out her long belt and suddenly shot out from the gap on the top.

She remembered that there was a table at this location.

She moved her wrist so that the other end of the belt caught on the corner of the table.

"Give me your hand!"

She said to Ji Minglou.

Ji Minglou grabbed her wrist.

Boom! The ground collapsed completely, and the heavy winch turned, turning the dagger that Ji Minglou accidentally dropped into a piece of iron.

Both of them were a little frightened.

Even a hard dagger is like this, let alone a flesh and blood body? If it falls, it will only turn into a pool of flesh.

However, the corner of the table could not support the weight of the two people, and it broke with a click! Seeing that the two were about to fall into the capstan and become minced meat, the four tigers suddenly broke through the door and bit the belt that was about to be pulled into the gap! Its four horse hooves pressed tightly against the ground, making a harsh sound and rubbing out long marks!

Eleventh update, I touch my chin, why haven’t I finished writing yet?

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