"Who are you?" The old monk walked up to Wuhuan and asked Yu Xiaoxiao.
Yu Xiaoxiao also asked: "Who are you? Mo Wen's grandfather? You are so old, and you still come all the way to fight? Haha, Mo Wen will not let Wu Huan go, and he won't let an old man like you go either."
If the situation had not allowed it, Wuhuan would have laughed out loud at this moment. It was very difficult to talk to the princess, but it was really a pleasant thing to listen to this person talking about others.
The old monk's eyebrows trembled, and he said in a deep voice: "How dare you!"
Yu Xiao: "Tell me your name, who are you?"
Wu Huan said at this time: "He is Ji Yu."
Yu Xiaoxiao shook her head: "I don't know him, I've never heard of him."
"I am the abbot of the Martial Monks' Academy of the Eternal Life Temple," Master Jiyu said to Yu Xiaodao, with an expression as if Yu Xiaoxiao would flee if he revealed his identity.
However, Yu Xiaoxiao disappointed Master Jiyu. Her Royal Highness stood there in a standard military posture and said expressionlessly: "I know you are from the Eternal Life Temple. I fight with people from your Eternal Life Temple every day. Are you Mo Wen's grandfather?"
Master of Silent Language...
Yu Xiaoxiao tilted her head and thought for a while, then said, "Ah, that's not right. You can't have women. You and Mo Wen should not have any blood relationship. Sorry, I thought too much."
How imaginative do you have to be to think of your grandson and grandfather coming to your head? !
Master Jiyu narrowed his eyes slightly and opened his right hand with the palm facing down.
"Go away," Wuhuan said to Yu Xiao at this time: "You have nothing to do here." Wuhuan's national master meant well. Since Mo Wen had also come to the capital of Fengtian, he must have no chance of survival. In this case, why should he implicate Yu Xiaoxiao?
Yu Xiaoxiao shrugged and said, "I'm here now, it's not good to watch someone die without helping him, old man, hey, I'm talking about you." Yu Xiaoxiao raised her chin towards Ji Yu and said, "I seldom kill humans, so while we can still coexist peacefully, you should leave Wuhuan behind and retreat."
Master Jiyu was speechless. He had not left the Eternal Life Temple for nearly fifty years. Is this how girls talk now? Master Jiyu looked at Yu Xiaoxiao. Yu Xiaoxiao was used to wearing military uniforms, so after coming to this world, she always dressed as simply as possible, aiming to move freely. So just looking at her appearance, apart from the fact that she was a pretty girl, one could not tell her status.
"Let's go." Yu Xiaoxiao saw Master Jiyu looking at her, so she waved at the master and said, "Mo Wen is in the Imperial Palace, you..."
"Stop talking!" Wuhuan interrupted Yu Xiaoxiao who was about to reveal her identity.
Master Jiyu asked, "The Imperial Palace? Are you from the Fengtian Yu Clan?"
Yu Xiaoxiao glanced at Wu Huan and saw Wu Huan shaking his head at her, so she said, "Sorry, the age gap between us is too big. We won't be happy together. You should go and ask around for other women."
No joy...
The monks...
Master Jiyu, as the head of the Martial Monks Academy, had not heard anyone speak to him like this for nearly half a century. He sneered and said, "The Yu family only has one princess now. Are you Yu Linglong?"
Yu Xiao: "I won't tell you, what can you do?"
"You ignorant girl!" Master Jiyu scolded Yu Xiaoxiao and swung his palm.
Wuhuan wanted to remind Yu Xiaoxiao to be careful, but he didn't have time to say it out loud.
Yu Xiaoxiao stepped back and saw the old monk taking action. Her Royal Highness the Princess knew that she had to fight today.
The palm wind hit the place where Yu Xiaoxiao had just stood, smashing the tiles on the ground into pieces.
Yu Xiaoxiao frowned. It seemed that the old monk wanted to kill her. This was the first time that Yu Xiaoxiao met such an unkind old man.
Master Jiyu saw that Yu Xiaoxiao was able to dodge his palm and said, "Not bad for your physical skills."
Yu Xiaoxiao saw Master Jiyu coming forward, so she did not retreat but moved forward, passing the old monk and in the blink of an eye she was in front of Wuhuan.
The six monks who were guarding Wuhuan were shocked and angry when they saw Yu Xiaoxiao approaching them, and they all raised their hands to attack Yu Xiaoxiao.
Yu Xiaoxiao blocked a monk's palm with her hand, grabbed Wuhuan's hand, tiptoed the ground, and went up to the room with Wuhuan.
"Want to leave?" Another monk, who was still holding Chen Qi's body in his hand, raised his leg and swept towards Yu Xiaoxiao, blocking the direction Yu Xiaoxiao was going to go.
"I want you to live," Yu Xiaoxiao stretched out her hand and grabbed the monk's collar, threw him to the ground, and said, "You must die!"
The monk was completely buried in the ground, with only half of his head sticking out.
The other five monks were shocked and stood there in a daze.
The monk's mouth and nose were buried in the soil. He couldn't breathe and rolled his eyes.
Master Jiyu now had an idea of Yu Xiaoxiao's martial arts skills, so he raised his hand and slapped Yu Xiaoxiao again.
Yu Xiaoxiao ignored the palm wind behind her and went up to the roof with Wuhuan, and her speed was faster than the palm wind launched by Master Jiyu.
The two heavy copper doors of the dungeon took the blow from Master Jiyu and shattered into copper chips with a loud bang.
Yu Xiaoxiao took a look at the gate that was smashed into pieces, then took Wuhuan's hand and was about to leave.
Wu Huan said, "Princess, we can't leave now."
"Ah?" Yu Xiao: "If you don't leave, are you waiting for that old monk to come and kill you?"
"Mo Wen went to the Imperial Palace?" Wu Huan asked.
Yu Xiaoxiao nodded.
"Did His Majesty tell us about my time here?" Wuhuan asked again.
Yu Xiaoxiao thought back to the conversation between her tyrant father and Mo Wen, and gave Xianzong a thumbs up, saying, "Your master asked my father, but my father didn't betray you. My father is still very loyal, right?"
Wu Huan smiled bitterly and said, "If we let them go back, how will your father explain this to Mo Wen?"
Yu Xiaoxiao looked at the people under the roof.
At this time, Master Jiyu waved his sleeves and pulled out the monk who was thrown into the ground by Yu Xiaoxiao.
"This old monk is quite good at fighting," Yu Xiaoxiao muttered to Wuhuan.
Wu Huan said softly, "He is the head of the Martial Monks Academy."
Yu Xiaoxiao didn't understand what kind of official this Dean was. She glanced at Wuhuan's slumped shoulders and asked, "Is it the Dean or the Junior Master?"
Wu Huan said: "It's hard to compare. The Junior Master is the successor, and the Dean is the head of the academy. Without the Dean's assistance, the Junior Master..."
While Wuhuan was concentrating on talking, Yu Xiaoxiao reached out and pressed Wuhuan's shoulders, and quickly reconnected Wuhuan's dislocated shoulders.
Wuhuan felt a sharp pain, and then he realized that his shoulders were fine.
"Mo Wen must not know that my father lied to him, isn't that what you mean?" Yu Xiaoxiao asked Wu Huan again after seeing that his shoulders could move freely.
Wu Huan said: "Mo Wen knows that the emperor is lying to him, but he can't let him get the evidence."
Yu Xiaoxiao said doubtfully, "What can he do if he finds out? Can he still kick my father off the throne? Er, I mean kick him off the throne?"
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