"Sister, in recent years, your ninjutsu has not only not regressed, but has become much stronger."
Aoi had some free time and praised Chiba a few words.
However, what Aoi got in response was a big eye roll: "Ninjutsu is my most proficient skill. It is what saves my life. Unlike you and that girl Long Ze, you two have been getting worse day by day in the past few years in Ming Dynasty."
Aoi smiled and said, "Sister, you are right. Long Ze and I have indeed regressed a lot, but this regression is because we have always lived in a relatively comfortable environment. The Ming Dynasty is peaceful and prosperous, and there is a need for ninjutsu there."
Qianye said disdainfully: "If you are lazy, just say that you are lazy. Why do you have to say all that nonsense?"
"I just can't stand the way you make excuses."
Aoi smiled and said, "Sister, you can scold me now, but I guess you won't be able to say such words in a few years."
"Over the past few years, Long Ze and I have been thinking about Your Majesty in our hearts and eyes, and we look forward to being with Your Majesty all the time. After this war is over, I'm afraid you will be like us. In the end, all you will have left is to think about how to please Your Majesty."
After hearing Aoi's words, Chiba was stunned for a moment. Why wait until later for some things? Wasn't she thinking about trying role-playing with that man just yesterday?
After thinking about this, Qianye's cheeks couldn't help but turn red. It turns out that love can really make a woman degenerate.
Qianye shook his head vigorously, thinking to himself, "Let her fall, women have to get married sooner or later. Since I have met the man I like, and that man is the emperor of a vast country, in the years to come, when there is danger, there will naturally be that man who can stand in front of me. As for me, I just need to be the little woman who is spoiled by her. As for my ninjutsu, it won't be a pity even if it is wasted."
Qianye took a deep breath, blew out a gust of wind from his mouth, and then shouted to Zhou Zhiruo and others beside him: "Two sisters, soldiers, it's almost time. With so few people like us, it is almost impossible to burn all the food and grass here. We have already caused considerable losses to the Persians today. Let's go quickly."
After hearing this, Zhou Zhiruo nodded quickly and said, "Soldiers, retreat quickly."
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On the other side, Long Ze stood on the roof and could already see the place in the city where the flames were rising into the sky.
She hurried back to Xiao Zhao's room: "Sister, Sister Zhou has already done something big, and we should also withdraw."
After hearing this, Xiao Zhao was extremely excited: "Sister Zhou and the others succeeded, that's good. As long as we can burn some of the Persians' food supplies, my life, Han Zhao, will not matter. Even if I can't escape today, it doesn't matter."
After hearing this, Long Ze was speechless: "Sister, now is not the time for you to sacrifice a heroic death. If you die, His Majesty will have one less person to bully at will in the future, right?"
"Don't worry, we will definitely escape today."
Afterwards, Long Ze formed seals with his hands and used a fire escape technique towards Xiao Zhao's room. In an instant, raging flames filled every corner.
"Oh, sister, what's this special skill of yours? How can you spit fire from your mouth?"
Long Zeyan said: "Sister, now is not the time to talk about this. If you want to learn, I will teach you after returning to Ming Dynasty."
As he spoke, Longze grabbed Xiaozhao's hand and ran out of the room.
"Fire, fire, the saint burned herself in the room."
"Everyone come and put out the fire."
When the maids and servants around heard the sound, they all ran over quickly.
But when they saw the raging fire in the room, they were so scared that their faces turned pale.
"Put out the fire, put out the fire quickly, we can't let the saint die."
As they were talking, the countless maids and old women who had rushed over were busy fetching water. In this chaos, who would notice Long Ze and Xiao Zhao who had already changed their appearance?
After a while, many elders of the Persian Mingjiao also rushed here. At this moment, Xiaozhao and Longze were holding two buckets and fleeing outside. After seeing these elders, Xiaozhao suddenly panicked, while Longze cried calmly: "Elders, the saint has burned herself in the room. The fire is too big. We are putting out the fire. Please go and have a look."
After hearing this, the elders no longer cared about the two disguised maids. They all ran quickly towards the yard where Xiaozhao lived.
Seeing this, Long Ze quickly pulled Xiao Zhao's hand and said, "Sister, let's go quickly. Don't stand there."
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After all, there were only two people on Xiaozhao's side, and it was easy for them to avoid other people's eyes after they took action. Therefore, it was surprisingly smooth. The two of them either ran away or Longze carried Xiaozhao over the wall. In short, when the attention of everyone in the sect was attracted by the blazing fire in Xiaozhao's room, they actually escaped.
However, at this moment, even outside the Persian Mingjiao headquarters, there was also unrest because the noise made by Zhou Zhiruo and the others was too loud.
In the imperial city, almost all the Persian soldiers were rushing towards Zhou Zhiruo.
"With so many people here, it must be because Sister Zhou and the others made too much noise?" A trace of worry appeared on Xiao Zhao's face.
However, Long Ze said: "Sister, you should take care of yourself first. My mission is to rescue you. I don't have the ability to take care of anything else."
"Let's go to the place we agreed on in advance. As for how urgent the situation is over there, Sister Zhou and the others, that's not something we can worry about."
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