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Volume 5: The Eight Parts of Tian Long Chapter 462: Cheng Ci

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    Chapter 462 As a Thorn

    "Are you trying to say that if this continues, Mr. Xiao will even dare to kill me?!" Zhe Zong's face darkened and he snorted coldly.

    "I don't dare." Zhang Dun lowered his head and said solemnly: "I'm afraid that later on, he won't even take His Majesty seriously, and the emperor's relatives will not escape their lives if they fall into his hands!"

    "Hey! Interesting!" Zhe Zong glared at him, leaned back, sat down, and said calmly: "Zhang Aiqing, do you know that even if Mr. Xiao kills some relatives of the emperor, I will not blame him!"

    "Your Majesty?" Zhang Dun was startled and looked at him in confusion.

    Zhe Zong looked at him with a half-smile but not a smile, condescendingly, as if a cat was playing with a mouse: "If it weren't for Mr. Xiao, my life would have been in danger, so, my dear, don't have any evil thoughts, just accept it honestly.  !¡±

    Zhang Dun snorted: "Your Majesty, you are the emperor, and it is his duty to save your majesty's life. He will not be allowed to behave like this because of his kindness!"

    "Okay, okay!" Zhezong waved his hand and snorted impatiently: "Don't mention this again!  Your nephew should have died, but he is clean. I still have to practice, so please step aside!  "

    "Your Majesty" Zhang Dun said hurriedly.

    "Step back!" Zhezong stood up, left the dragon chair, turned around and left through a side door, and ignored him again.

    The old eunuch followed Zhezong closely. When he was about to leave the side door, he turned to look at him. His lips moved slightly, but no sound came out. He then walked out and disappeared.

    However, a soft voice came from Zhang Dun's ear: "Master Zhang, if this is the case, don't mention it to the officials again, why bother yourself?!"

    Zhang Dun stood up slowly, his face as gloomy as a dark cloud, his fists clenched tightly, and veins on his arms exposed, like winding earthworms.

    After taking a few deep breaths, he slowly walked out. His stature was stooped, as if he had aged ten years suddenly. His steps were also staggering, and his figure was desolate.

    Slowly, he left Chui Gong Hall and walked out of Daqing Gate

    Zhezong returned to the inner hall, sat on the dragon couch, lowered his head and thought for a while, and suddenly said: "Mr. Dong!"

    Suddenly an old man with snow-white hair and silver beard appeared behind him. He was the master who had been guarding him. He bowed and said, "What are your orders, Your Majesty?"

    "Tell me, how should we handle this matter?" Zhe Zong frowned.

    Mr. Dong pondered for a moment, sighed, and shook his head: "Your Majesty, you should pretend not to know."

    "Alas" Zhe Zong also sighed and showed a wry smile.

    He immediately cheered up: "No, I still have to go take a look and make it clear to Mr. Xiao in person, so as not to bury it in my heart and become a thorn in my heart!"

    Xiao Yuesheng was in a small pavilion in the back garden, holding a scroll of Taoist scriptures and reading with gusto. Not far away, Wang Yuyan and his daughters were looking at the flowers and trees.

    Their white foreheads were shining, but they were dripping with sweat. From time to time they stood up and wiped them away.

    Suddenly, an apricot-yellow figure flashed, and Fang Xueqing floated over, passed through the flowers, and came to the small pavilion, bringing a burst of fragrant wind, refreshing the heart and mind.

    Xiao Yuesheng put down the Taoist scriptures and pointed to the opposite side: "Sit down."

    "Yes, Young Master." Fang Xueqing's frosty jade face melted, she smiled sweetly, she gently held her clothes in her arms, sat across from him, stretched out her hand to help him fill the glass with wine, her movements were graceful and graceful.

    Xiao Yuesheng picked up the white jade cup, took a sip, and asked: "How is it, they are all gone?"

    "Well, they've all left." Fang Xueqing nodded lightly, then sighed suddenly with a melancholy look on her face: "Sir, I really can't bear to see them leave so suddenly!"

    "They didn't say anything?" Xiao Yuesheng smiled.

    "They are all reluctant to leave the villa." Fang Xueqing shook her head and suddenly smiled; "However, they are also happy to go back. They are reluctant to leave here and want to leave at the same time. It is really interesting!"

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled and nodded: "Have you learned all the magic techniques?"

    Fang Xueqing smiled and said: "They all have a solid foundation, they can learn it as soon as they learn it, and they are not bad at the fire. I asked them to use the magic walking skills to go back, and they were not allowed to ride in a car or ride a horse halfway."

    "With the Divine Movement Technique, it will be easy to come back." Xiao Yuesheng nodded slowly and sighed: "I hope these people can achieve something"

    "Don't worry, young master." Fang Xueqing said with a smile. She stood up and poured herself a cup of tea. She elegantly picked up the tea cup and took a sip. She said with a smile: "They are heroes of the party. Now they have practiced advanced martial arts.  How can you be willing to be lonely?"

    "Well, I hope that's the case." Xiao Yuesheng nodded slowly.

    Fang Xueqing pursed her lips and smiled softly: "The qualifications of these people are really bad, the Divine Movement Technique is better, and there is no way to teach them."When I was using Jue Sword, I actually had to practice for three days before I could get started!  "

    "Maybe he hasn't practiced swordsmanship before." Xiao Yuesheng smiled.

    "Hmm, that's true!" Fang Xueqing chuckled, nodded and said: "He had been practicing boxing before, not swordsmanship, but he suffered a lot this time."

    Xiao Yuesheng frowned: "Since we are practicing boxing, we should practice boxing!"

    He suddenly slapped his head, shook his head and said: "I'm careless. I only think about swordsmanship and not boxing skills. I hope he can integrate swordsmanship into boxing skills!"

    "Hee hee, I made the decision without permission and have already passed on a set of boxing techniques to him." Fang Xueqing shrank her neck and took a cautious look at Xiao Yuesheng.

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded and smiled: "Well, I can make my own decisions now. That's good. I can stand alone!"

    The two were talking when suddenly Chun Niang came over to report that the officials were here.

    Fang Xueqing¡¯s face sank and she hummed, ¡°Sir, it must be about Zhang Dun¡¯s nephew!¡±

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded and sighed: "This matter is a bit troublesome. I don't know what the officials think."

    "Humph, young master, no matter what he thinks or does, he still blames me!?" Fang Xueqing curled her lips in disdain.

    "Xueqing, be careful, don't talk nonsense!" Xiao Yuesheng warned, got up and left the back garden, and went to the front to pick up Emperor Zhezong.

    Fang Xueqing stuck out her tongue and suddenly became extremely well-behaved.
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