General, Madam Called You To Farm

Two quarters of an hour later, Wei Ting, Gui Bu, Wei Liulang, Ling Yun, Jing Yi, and the recovered Senior Brother Qianyao set off for the Killer League overnight.

The palace lord, Wei Xu and Wei Qing stayed behind in Baihua Palace.

Jiang Guanchao is a very vengeful person, and those who trespassed on the assassin's alliance, including Ling Yun, are all regarded as thorns in his side.

Therefore, even if Ling Yun is Xia Houqing's direct son, don't expect Jiang Guanchao to give Yun Lin any face.

"What are the odds?"

Ghost asked.

"I don't know." Wei Liulang shook his head.

Gui Ji: "I'm asking Xiao Qi."

Wei Liulang: "Oh."

Wei Ting said: "Less than 30%."

Gui Bu frowned: "Jiang Guanchao is so stubborn?"

Wei Ting: "I mean the odds of meeting Jiang Guanchao."

Gui Ji: "..."

Wei Ting said: "The possibility of Jiang Guanchao supporting Ling Yun is less than 10%."

Gui Bu and Wei Liulang gasped.

Jing Yi: "Then if the city lord really passed the position of city lord to Ling Yun, wouldn't Jiang Guanchao obey Ling Yun?"

Wei Ting thought for a while, and said: "One day, maybe he will listen, but let him support Ling Yun to compete for the position of city lord, he will never agree easily."

Wei Liulang curled his lips: "It's better to let him be killed by Xia Houyi!"

Having said that, he actually understood in his heart that with Jiang Guanchao and the Killer League, if Jiang Guanchao died, the Killer League would gradually become Xia Houyi's possession.

The lesser of two evils.

"Why do you still insist on doing something that is almost impossible?"

Ling Yun opened his mouth softly.

Gui Bu recklessly said: "This is the morale of the Wei family!"

Wei Liulang clenched his fist!

Jing Yi also clenched his fist!

Wei Ting looked at him with relief: "My son is really good."

Jing Yi's face darkened: Draw your sword!

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The moon is dark and the wind is high.

A carriage quickly left the City Lord's Mansion and embarked on the only way to the Killer League.

The carriage was jolting so badly that Manager Chang's bowels were about to burst.

Canglang supported him and said, "Godfather, why don't we rest for a while?"

Manager Chang said with a pale face, "No... Since the Second Elder knows the whereabouts of the city lord's seal, he will rush to the Killer League without stopping. We can't let them get there first!"

Canglang gave him a meaningful look: "It's just a pain for godfather."

Manager Chang clutched his stomach in pain: "It's okay...my old life...death is not a pity..."

Canglang sneered.

-

After Wei Ting and his party set off, Su Xiaoxiao lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Thinking of Wei Ting's words before leaving, Su Xiaoxiao's ears were numb, and she rolled back and forth hugging the pillow.

In the yard, the slave-killer was throwing high with Wei Xiaobao again, Wei Xiaobao laughed loudly.

Su Xiaoxiao threw the pillow away, got out of bed, opened the door and walked out.

In the next room, the saint opened her eyes and also lifted the quilt and came out.

Su Xiaoxiao took the saint to the dungeon of Baihua Palace.

Currently, there is only one prisoner in the dungeon—the oiran in green from Zuishengmengshige.

Su Xiaoxiao knew her name, Qing'er.

Part of her power was sucked by the saint, and half of it was given to her, mainly to fight against the scorching energy in her body, otherwise she would have died long ago.

She ate, drank, and slept well in the dungeon of Baihua Palace. After a while, her face became round.

When Su Xiaoxiao went to see her, she was sitting cross-legged on the ground, pinching the flesh on her waist with a bitter expression on her face.

"cough."

Su Xiaoxiao cleared her throat.

Qing'er immediately withdrew her hand and looked at Su Xiaoxiao indifferently: "What are you doing here? You don't sleep in the middle of the night."

Su Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows and said, "Didn't you sleep too?"

Qing'er didn't bother arguing with her: "I want to drink water, I've been calling for a long time, and there isn't even a guard disciple!"

Su Xiaoxiao said lightly: "It's tiring enough to watch you during the day, why, do you still want people to watch over you at night?"

The corner of Qing'er's mouth twitched.

I've never seen a dungeon that doesn't look like a dungeon.

Su Xiaoxiao opened the cell door.

Qing'er was stunned, looking at the iron chain that would fall off as soon as he pulled it: "No, it's not locked?"

Su Xiaoxiao walked in lightly: "Yes."

Qing'er: "..."

What kind of strange place is Baihua Palace?

Don't even lock the cell door?

No wonder your dungeon is empty, because all the prisoners have run away!

Su Xiaoxiao sat down opposite her.

The saintess is in sync with Su Xiaoxiao, but she sits like a serious little frog.

Su Xiaoxiao said: "You have been arrested in Baihua Palace for so long, it seems that your lord has never sent anyone to rescue you."

Qing'er said: "Stop provoking my relationship with the lord."

Su Xiaoxiao shook her index finger: "No, I'm here to tell you some good news about your lord."

Qing'er looked at Su Xiaoxiao suspiciously.

Su Xiaoxiao said with a smile: "Your lord has become the city lord, but he doesn't have the city lord's seal in his hand. I used the city lord's seal to trick him into the Killer League, and he will die in Jiang Guanchao's hands soon."

Qing'er looked deeply at Su Xiaoxiao, and snorted coldly: "My lord will not be fooled."

Su Xiaoxiao smiled: "I can't be fooled, the seal of the city lord is in my hands, as long as I show the city lord's order, the four major sects will all give orders to me, and your lord is dead!"

Qing'er disdainfully sneered: "It's so stupid! You are really the lord who has planned for so many years, and you will lose to a mere city lord seal? Tianyutang and Qianji Pavilion have already been the lords, only you Baihua Palace and Killer League are stubborn! Wait for the lord to get rid of it!" You, no one in the entire Qianshan Island dares to contend with him!"

Su Xiaoxiao said hehe: "Don't daydream, Lou Bufan is dead, how can Xia Houyi control Qianji Pavilion? As for Tianyutang, it's even more impossible. Who doesn't know that Ji Minglou has a deep love for my mother, how could he Are you willing to attack my mother's Baihua Palace?"

Qing'er said arrogantly: "Lou Bufan is dead, but his son is still there. The wife of the pavilion master can kill her husband, but can she also kill her son? And you said Ji Minglou, his mother Min Ningwan The person who is the lord, didn't you already know?"

Su Xiaoxiao smiled with satisfaction: "Thank you for your news."

Qing'er's smile froze: "You talk to me!"

Su Xiaoxiao waved her hand: "I'll go first."

Qing'er became angry with embarrassment: "You despicable and shameless woman! You don't sleep in the middle of the night, and you deliberately trick me!"

Su Xiaoxiao left without looking back.

Qing'er suddenly raised her fist.

The saint stood in front of her, looking at her expressionlessly.

Qing'er gritted her teeth, retracted her fist, and smashed it to the ground!

hateful.

Recently, I have eaten too much, and my brain is full of oil!

Even the vigilance has become worse!

Wait, the woman said the cell doors here are unlocked.

Run away and inform the lord!

After the saintess also left, Qing'er rushed to grab the iron chain.

Unexpectedly, when she pulled down, she couldn't move at all.

Ahhh!

This hateful woman!

Lied to her again and again! ! !

"Second brother."

After Su Xiaoxiao returned to Feiyun Palace, she told Wei Qing what she got from Qing'er.

Wei Qing was not surprised.

Although he came to the island late and had not confronted Xia Houyi head-on, but from the words of several people, it is not difficult to infer that this person has a very deep city and extremely high methods.

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