A golden eagle and a falcon flew in, each grabbing the belt and pulling.

The servant and his companions did not dare to break in at first, but thinking of the desperate Sihu, they gritted their teeth and came in anyway.

They found that the floor was cracked and a woman's ribbon was sticking out. Four tigers and two big birds were dragging something upwards.

Is there really someone down there?

Without asking who it was, they all rushed over and grabbed the belts when the four tigers, the golden eagle and the falcon were almost exhausted.

The boy's forehead was throbbing with veins: "Brother Zhang, go get the rope! This belt is about to break!"

"Okay! Okay! I'll go find it!"

The gardener of Tianyu Hall is called Brother Zhang, and he is the one who raises those colorful butterflies.

Brother Zhang rushed out, rolling and crawling, and found a bundle of strong ropes in the nearby woodshed.

He let the rope down.

The Palace Master held his belt with one hand and Ji Minglou with the other, so he had no extra hand free.

Ji Minglou grabbed the rope with his wrist.

At this moment, the belt broke with a crash! The palace master fell to the ground with a thump, and the purple hem of her clothes opened up in the dimly lit secret room, like a gorgeous purple lotus blooming in the night.

Ji Minglou put his arms around her slender waist tightly.

His skin was hot, and through the layers of clothes, it left a lingering warmth on her waist.

The palace master did not speak.

Ji Minglou looked up at the crack above his head and said seriously, "The key to unlock the mechanism is in the secret compartment behind the portrait."

It’s the hall master’s voice!

Several people were stunned.

They never expected that the person trapped underneath was their hall master Ji Minglou!

The servant was the first to react: "Quick, quick, quick! Go find the key!"

Let Brother Zhang go find it.

He is the weakest, while the others are stronger and hold the rope.

But when he found out it was the hall master, he panicked a little. Sihu quickly bit off the portrait and the secret compartment popped out.

Brother Zhang took a long breath and got the key: "Master, I got it!"

"Go six steps to the right..."

Before Ji Minglou could finish his words, the stone slab under Brother Zhang's feet suddenly cracked. Fortunately, the four tigers were quick-witted and grabbed him and jumped away.

Unfortunately, the key fell out of his hand and landed on the capstan at the bottom.

As the winch slowly turns.

With each turn, the key slides out a little.

If it slips a few more times, it will fall into the capstan and be torn into pieces.

Both cracks were too narrow. Not only could people not get through, but even golden eagles and falcons could not squeeze in.

Fortunately, when the five tigers were halfway through catching butterflies, they finally remembered their main business.

It flapped its little wings and flew down.

Under the command of the palace master, it easily passed through the crack and picked up the key from the capstan.

The two were successfully rescued.

Ji Minglou didn't dare to stay: "This place is about to collapse! Leave now!"

Everyone rushed out immediately. As soon as they entered the yard, the attic behind them collapsed with a loud bang, and dust swept in like a wave.

“Cough cough cough!”

“Ahem!”

“Ahem!”

Several servants were choking and coughing so hard that tears came out of their eyes.

Ji Minglou used his body and long sleeves to protect the Palace Master.

The Palace Master had just used up too much energy going out, and his face was a little pale now.

Ji Minglou was given cartilage powder by his mother. Although he vomited most of it in time, some of it still remained in his body.

“Woo.”

The four tiger ears rubbed the palace master's face.

The Palace Master touched Sihu and said, "I'm fine. Sihu is injured. Does it hurt?"

"What a show it is."

The Palace Master and Ji Minglou looked at each other at the same time.

He was a man in a black robe with a sinister face, and he looked very unfamiliar.

The Five Tigers recognized him at a glance.

“Ji Ya!”

He came out of Qianji Pavilion and almost found the Saint's male salt! Xiahou Yi's minions are undoubtedly.

In the man's left hand was a hook made of black iron, emitting a strong smell of blood.

He sneered and said, "My lord is right. It's not that easy for you to die. That's perfect. I will send you off for the last time. With the death of the Palace Master of Baihua Palace and the Hall Master of Tianyu Hall, this battle will be over soon."

Ji Minglou waved his palm coldly: "You are overestimating your own abilities!"

The man's expression remained unchanged. The moment Ji Minglou approached, he punched him back! Ji Minglou's arm went numb.

The man hooked his arm with a hook and said, "Do you think that the cartilage powder your mother gave you was just ordinary cartilage powder? The master had anticipated everything and added something to the herbs she bought in advance. Now the one who overestimates his own abilities... is you!"

After saying that, he punched Ji Minglou and sent him flying, breaking several of his ribs!

Ji Minglou fell heavily to the ground.

Without even a glance at her, he looked at the exhausted Yun Shuang with a smile on his face, and showed the iron hook on his left arm: "It's your turn, Palace Master Yun." - Killer Alliance.

Wei Ting passed through the small garden that Baili Chen mentioned and indeed came to the back door of a bedroom.

"What is that guy's background? Why does he know so much about the Killer Alliance?"

Ling Yun asked.

"You'll know in a moment."

As Wei Ting said this, he carried him on his back and jumped into Jiang Guanchao's bedroom.

Ling Yun said: "Your Qinggong has improved a lot."

Wei Ting said without any modesty: "That's right, don't you see who is carrying you, just an ordinary person, the first martial arts genius of the Wei family!"

Ling Yun: “…”

Wei Ting carried him on his back and avoided one patrolling disciple after another.

The beard was too much of a nuisance; it blinded him when the wind blew.

He threw away his beard and the human skin mask.

Wei Ting frowned: "I just forgot to ask Baili Chen which room is Jiang Guanchao's room."

Ling Yun pointed forward: "That one."

Wei Ting expressed his doubt: "That room doesn't look domineering at all."

Ling Yun said: "That's it."

"Okay, I'll listen to you this time!"

Wei Ting carried him out of the door, put Ling Yun down, grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist, and kicked the closed door open!

A strong smell of blood mixed with the aroma of medicine wafted into my nose.

Wei Ting frowned, and saw Jiang Guanchao sitting on the bed with a stern expression in the dark and cold room, while Manager Chang was kneeling on the ground trembling.

Next to Manager Chang, there lay a corpse with a sword slashing its throat.

Thick blood flowed all over the ground, winding all the way to Jiang Guanchao's feet.

Manager Chang was so frightened that he couldn't speak.

Wei Ting opened his mouth and walked in calmly.

Jiang Guanchao swept his gaze with a cold gaze, and his strong pressure seemed to have substance: "Are you here to kill me too?"

Wei Ting said: "I came to save you, but it seems unnecessary."

"snort."

Jiang Guanchao snorted disdainfully, "You think this bastard can move me?"

Xiahou Yi rarely miscalculated. It could only be said that Jiang Guanchao was too powerful, so powerful that it was beyond Xiahou Yi's judgment.

Wei Ting immediately clasped his fists and saluted, saying in a very servile manner: "Uncle Jiang is so powerful! Uncle Jiang, are you still in need of a son?"

Jiang Guanchao: “……!!”

Twelve more chapters.

The length of the finale exceeded my expectations, so I’ll stop here for today and post the rest when I finish writing it.

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