Hearing this, Xie Lian suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, and the hairs on his back stood on end.
He seemed to understand the feelings of the Imperial Master when he sneaked into his room late at night and took off his mask. He heard Jun Wu stand up from the table and slowly walk towards him.
Huacheng was standing behind the curtain beside the bed!
He had hidden his affections under his pillow when he went to bed. Now, he placed his hand on the hilt of his sword, tightening his grip, searching for the right moment, yet doubting it would ever come. Unexpectedly, Jun Wu didn't go behind the curtains, but instead came to the bedside and pulled the covers off him. Xie Lian felt a chill run down his spine, and he sat up abruptly, staring at him intently. Jun Wu, examining him, said calmly, "This dress doesn't suit you."
“…”
Only then did Xie Lian remember that the Jinyixian was still with him!
Although Jin Yixian had transformed into a white Taoist robe, Jun Wu naturally wouldn't miss it. He looked at him for a moment, sighed, and said, "You just won't listen to me. Go out and make trouble again."
Xie Lian looked at him in doubt. Suddenly, his eyes swept to the table. There was a gift box on it. The box had been opened. Inside were a few cabbages, potatoes, and radishes.
“…”
It turns out that the Rain Master just called Jun Wu and said that the thing he forgot to give him was a local specialty of the Rain Master Village...
Behind Jun Wu, Hua Cheng calmly lifted a corner of the curtain with his hand, revealing his true face behind the curtain, and looked past Jun Wu and Xie Lian in the eye.
His hand slowly rested on the curved silver hilt at his waist, as if considering whether to act immediately. Xie Lian didn't think this was a good time, so he pretended not to want to talk to Jun Wu and shook his head.
Jun Wu said, "Where did you hide the spiritual text?"
Of course, Lingwen couldn't be handed over. As soon as he saw Lingwen, he didn't even need to ask what happened to her. Just seeing her transformed into a tumbler, he could guess that Huacheng had definitely made it to Xianjing.
But, Xie Lian couldn’t help but wonder – did Jun Wu really not doubt that Hua Cheng had infiltrated?
At this time, Jun Wu said again: "Xianle, your expression seems to say, something is wrong. What's wrong? Could it be that besides Jinyixian, you are hiding someone else?"
Xie Lian's expression hadn't changed at all. Jun Wu truly knew him inside and out.
After exchanging a silent glance with Hua Cheng, who was standing behind Jun Wu, Xie Lian composed himself and said coldly, "Think what you will. No one can leave now, and there's nothing I can do. As long as you're happy, old man." He lay down again, pulling the quilt over his head. Jun Wu turned and began to slowly pace around Xianle Palace, searching.
After searching slowly for a while and finding nothing, he thought for a moment, and then turned to the curtain and reached out to explore.
When the curtain was lifted, there was nothing inside.
After a pause, Jun Wu lowered the curtain and returned to the table. Xie Lian, lying on the bed, was still anxious.
Hua Cheng lay beside him under the quilt, their faces pressed very close. Xie Lian's heart was pounding, his whole body tense. Hua Cheng smiled faintly and said silently: Your Highness, don't be afraid.
Just now, as Jun Wu turned around, Hua Cheng calmly lowered the curtain. After he walked over, he calmly walked out from behind the curtain and slipped silently to Xie Lian's bedside. Xie Lian pulled him onto the bed and tucked him in. But just as Hua Cheng rolled onto the bed, Jun Wu turned around again.
The timing was perfect and the position was delicate, so Jun Wu saw nothing except a messy bed.
Finally, Jun Wu said, "Xianle, don't sleep anymore. You can't sleep anyway. Get up and follow me."
Xie Lian actually wanted to stay in bed, but he was afraid that Jun Wu would come over and lift the quilt if he couldn't get up, so he had to get out of bed reluctantly, leaving the blue tumbler hidden in his sleeve next to his pillow.
Jun Wu had already left the bedroom. Xie Lian glanced back and saw Hua Cheng had also gotten off the bed, his eyes grim as he approached. Xie Lian quickly waved his hand, signaling him not to reveal himself. It was all right. Jun Wu, who had already left, asked again, "What's wrong? Why aren't you leaving? Is there something on the bed that's stopping you from leaving?"
Xie Lian immediately returned to his room, took the box of local specialties from the table, closed the door, and came out. He took out a radish from the gift box and took a bite, saying calmly, "Nothing. I'm hungry, okay?"
Jun Wu glanced at the thing in his hand and said softly, "If you like this, I have more. I'll bring it to you another day."
Xie Lian: “…”
After walking a few streets, he heard a voice shouting in the distance: "Hahahahahahahahaha! Feng Xin! You dog! This Ghost King is stepping on your temple right now, so what! What! Come and hit me! Hahahahahahaha!"
It’s Qi Rong again!
As he approached, he saw the entire golden palace had been ravaged by his brutal hand, covered in large, ugly "I was here" signs. Qi Rong had even climbed up the roof, tearing off the tiles and shouting at the imprisoned priests, bragging about his poverty. Beside him, Gu Zi, aggrieved, hesitated to speak.
Right now, he was jumping around on Feng Xin's Nanyang Palace. Feng Xin was annoyed and ignored him. Qi Rong yelled for a long time but it was boring, so he went to Mu Qing Palace and yelled again. Mu Qing seemed to roll his eyes at him from a distance, and he was so angry that he jumped around and jumped to Quan Yizhen's Palace. Who knew that before he could open his mouth to yell, a statue of a god with curly hair suddenly broke through the roof and flew out, knocking him headfirst off the roof. It turned out that Quan Yizhen, in anger, used his own statue as a weapon and threw it directly at him. Gu Zi was shocked and lay on the edge of the eaves and said, "Dad! Are you okay?"
Qi Rong was furious, "Quan Yizhen, this shameless idiot! How dare you use despicable means to sneak attack me!"
Gu Zi hesitated for a moment and asked in confusion: "Dad, what despicable means did he use?" It was obvious that Quan Yizhen threw the statue to him openly?
Qi Rong cursed, "You stupid son! As long as he beats me, no matter what means he uses, they are all despicable! Otherwise, how could he possibly beat me?!"
Gu Zi: “Oh…”
"..." Qi Rong was still his cousin, after all. Xie Lian couldn't help but cover his face. Jun Wu paused and said, "Green Ghost."
Qi Rong's expression froze when he heard the voice. He stood up and looked over here warily, apparently very afraid of Jun Wu. Naturally, both the "father and son" looked at Xie Lian. Gu Zixi said happily, "Brother, the tattered Taoist priest!"
Qi Rongze laughed evilly and said, "Hey! Who is this? Isn't this the Crown Prince's cousin?"
Xie Lian didn't want to pay any attention to him, but he still got angry. He came over and circled around Xie Lian, mocking him, "Weren't you so arrogant before? You had two big backers at your back, and you didn't take me seriously. Why are you acting like a stray dog now?"
Xie Lian was puzzled. "Two backers?" It took him a moment to realize that one was Huacheng, the other Junwu. He glanced at Junwu before him, a mixture of emotions welling up in his mind. He suddenly remembered that long ago, he had asked Huacheng what he thought of Junwu. At that time, Huacheng had replied that Junwu must really hate him.
Qi Rong continued, "Haha, you took advantage of Gou Huacheng's support to plot against me. I haven't even gotten even with you yet, but you've already been punished. It's truly karma!"
Jun Wu said calmly, "Qing Gui, stop talking nonsense to Xian Le. You can release your subordinates now."
Although Qi Rong had previously cursed Jun Wu behind his back, when he was actually in front of Jun Wu, he tucked his tail between his legs in shame. Although he looked unconvinced, without saying a word, he went upstairs, grabbed some grain, and went to run errands. Jun Wu said to Xie Lian again, "Let's go."
Xie Lian looked at the path Jun Wu had taken him down and pondered, "Does this lead to... Qi Rong's subordinates? Could it be..."
After a while, they turned the corner and saw a magnificent Temple of the God of War.
Mingguang Hall!
From the hall, chaotic shouts and roars erupted. Startled, Xie Lian rushed inside, not caring to follow Jun Wu. The hall was a utter chaos! Pei Ming's face was ashen. Xuan Ji clung to him like a dead snake, twisting and turning, threatening to tie into a knot. Her long hair was disheveled, her face red with teeth, her eyes glaring. She seemed intent on biting Pei Ming's neck, but Ban Yue grabbed hers and pulled her away. Elsewhere, a broken sword pointed directly at Pei Ming's throat, threatening to pierce it, only to be held back by Pei Su's hands. Behind Ban Yue and Pei Su, Ke Mo swung his fists, ready to strike. If Pei Ming, with his face ashen, hadn't held him back, Ke Mo's fists, larger than hammers, would have crushed Pei Su and Ban Yue. Xuan Ji and Rong Guang scrambled to strangle and stab Pei Ming, shouting and cursing at each other. Xuan Ji screamed, "Get out of here! Pei Ming's life is mine, mine, all mine!!!"
Rong Guang, possessed by the Mingguang Sword, cursed, "Get out of here! You have no self-awareness! Pei Ming has at least eight hundred women he doesn't want, and you're not even one of them! I'm the one who wants to kill Pei Ming!!!"
Pei Ming's forehead veins bulged as he said, "...You two...are both sick!!! Get out of here!!!"
“…”
Xie Lian felt immense sympathy. In some ways, this was a welcome misfortune. He said, "General Pei, hold on!" and was about to step forward to help. But before he could do so, a hand rested on his shoulder.
Jun Wu said from behind him, "Xianle, you don't think that I called you here to help do good things, do you?"
Pei Ming and the others also noticed this in their panic. Ban Yue said happily, "General Hua!"
Xie Lian was pinned down by his hand, unable to move. He asked, “Then what did you come to ask me for?”
Jun Wu kept his hand on his shoulder and pushed him into the hall. As soon as he entered, the tangled group of people seemed to have their strength drained away, and they all collapsed to the ground, with only a few still able to struggle.
Jun Wu said: "Bright light."
Xuan Ji stopped pinching him, and Pei Ming's expression finally returned to normal. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Emperor, this is truly... thank you so much."
Although his tone was not sarcastic, the words themselves were quite sarcastic. Jun Wu did not care, smiled slightly, and said: "You don't have to thank me so early. Mingguang, I came here to ask you to do something for me."
Pei Ming: "What?"
Jun Wu said: "In the imperial city of the lower realm, there is a human formation right now."
really!
Jun Wu said calmly, "Break the human formation and restore your status as the Northern Martial God."
Pei Ming glanced at Xie Lian and laughed dryly, "Isn't that Blood Rain Scholar guarding that formation right now? I'm afraid I won't be able to force my way through it."
Jun Wu said: "Of course you can't force a breakthrough, and I didn't say you must force a breakthrough."
If it were Pei Ming, breaking this formation would be easy. As long as he pretended to go over to help, Shi Qingxuan would definitely let him in. If he entered the formation and then escaped unexpectedly, the formation would be destroyed!
What's more, Huacheng is not guarding the imperial city at all now, so there is no way to remedy the situation!
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