Hide And Cultivate In The East Palace, Only To Find The Prince Is A Girl

Tie Zhongquan is also a ruthless person. After many years of getting along with each other, he has figured out Lan He's temperament. The colder she is, the more he has to show that he cares about her, even if he does so with his life.

This trick never works!

He retracted his palm, walked to her and squatted down.

Lan He and the princess moved their heads elsewhere with a cold face.

Tie Zhongquan took out a dagger, took her catkins and forced it into it. His eyes were sincere and his deep love seemed to warm the glacier. He said softly: "It's me who is useless and makes you suffer! If it's enough, Even Master dare not force me to do this, let alone have such an idea."

Let the dagger in her hand be pointed at her chest.

"Poke it hard a few times and let out the bad anger!"

After saying that, he closed his eyes.

Lan He and the princess gritted their silver teeth tightly, making a sizzling sound. Love and hate were mixed together, and they could only hold it in!

If he was easy to kill, he wouldn't commit himself to him.

What’s more important is an attitude that I can sacrifice everything for you, including my innocence. No matter what happens in the future, you can’t abandon me!

Throwing it suddenly, the dagger fell to the ground.

She took off her embroidered shoes, raised her jade feet, and kicked him in the face.

Iron Zhongquan received the kick forcefully, and remained motionless and did not retreat. Smelling the smell of sweat, moisture, and a faint odor coming from her feet mixed together, it felt like a fire was burning in her heart, and Zhang He opened his mouth and licked her soles.

"Itchy~!" Lan and Princess broke through the defense, giggled, and were about to take their feet back.

Iron Zhong Fist quickly grabbed her and prevented her from succeeding. Continue!

"No, dirty!"

Tie Zhongquan raised his head, as tender as water, and gave up completely. He said numbly: "To me, there is no dirty part on your body. You are pure and pure, unstained by dust. You are the most beautiful gift given by God."

"Alas!" Princess Lanhe sighed helplessly.

The last bit of dissatisfaction in his heart dissipated, he looked serious and said seriously.

"Let go first."

Tie Zhongquan shook his head, his head shaking like a rattle: "No!"

Princess Lan He had no choice but to let him go: "Let me ask you one last time, are you sure you want me to do this?"

Iron Zhong Fist grabbed the dagger from the air with his other hand, and handed it over again: "Master gave a death order, if you don't agree, you will die! Rather than die in his hands, it is better to die in yours In hand."

"This is the first and last time!"

Tie Zhongquan was excited, and his hanging heart finally dropped. Who wants to die if he can live? Without showing it on his face, he put away the dagger and promised: "After this mission is completed, I will get the inheritance book. After I practice it, I will find an opportunity to kill him!"

"Yes." Lan He and Princess nodded.

Tie Zhongquan said: "Lie down today and leave the rest to me. Let me take good care of you."

Princess Lan and Princess can also play. She leaned her upper body forward, stretched out her jade hand, hooked his chin, and said jokingly: "Call me master."

"Owner!"

"Show your housekeeping skills and lick it properly." After saying that, Lan and the princess lazily lay down on the bed.

Iron Zhongquan laughs, the beautiful job you dream of!

Outside Wu Mansion.

Looking at the sudden appearance of the True Dragon Palace troops in front of them, a group of guards were startled. They didn't know what was going on. The leader had to step forward to apologize and ask, but he was captured before he even took a step forward.

Zhang Ronghua ordered with a cold face: "Don't let anyone go!"

Jiu Xuanji waved his fingers, and the men and horses of the True Dragon Palace rushed forward like wolves and tigers.

At this time.

Several people's eyes fell on the "Qin Mansion" next door. The people present were extremely skilled. Although Iron Zhongquan had set up a Qi-condensing formation in the bedroom, it was not enough to see in front of them.

Jiu Xuanji sneered: "A couple of bitches are so shameless!"

Murong An said: "My subordinates will arrest them now."

"Record it with a phonetic stone!"

"yes!"

With a leap, Murong An rushed into the courtyard leaving an afterimage and stopped in the backyard.

Iron Zhong Fist doesn't know yet, but it's not that he's not vigilant enough. There's a huge difference in cultivation between the two sides. If it were the divine fortune teller, it might be about the same.

Follow the instructions of the palace master.

Murong An took out a recording stone and input his true energy to activate it. He looked ferocious and smiled sinisterly. This was the first time he had encountered such a thing.

With a rough kick, the door and the formation were broken together.

A flash of green light appeared in the bedroom, recording the "beautiful" scene in front of him with a voice stone.

The sudden scene shocked the two of them so much that their souls almost flew out.

"Ah...!" Lan He and the princess cried out.

Subconsciously, she grabbed the quilt next to her to cover her naked body. She tried her best to close her legs together, but the iron fist was still there.

The latter reacted quickly, without even looking, and slapped him with his backhand.

Before the palm force could come over, it was scattered by Murong An's body-protecting green light.

At this time, Tie Zhongquan also turned his gaze and looked at the person in front of him. He was wearing a black dragon robe and had a black dragon with four claws. The familiar face could be recognized even if it turned into ashes. He blurted out: "Murong An of the True Dragon Palace!"

Like a basin of cold water being poured on him, the newly erupted desire to fight was instantly extinguished. He didn't care about "extracting", so he hugged Lan and Princess and fled into the secret passage.

Murong An looked like a clown, not hiding the sarcasm in his eyes: "You still want to leave in front of this deputy palace master?"

Get some space.

A finger force struck down, the speed was so fast that, let alone resisting, he couldn't even see it. He watched helplessly as it shot into his body, seriously injuring himself.

With a whoosh, he spat out a blood arrow and fell to the ground.

He took a step forward and appeared beside the bed. Looking at the panicked Princess Lan He who looked ashamed and angry, wishing to find a mouse hole to hide in, he said coldly: "As a princess, you can do such a shameless thing!"

He grabbed her roughly and threw her to the ground.

Seeing that Iron Zhong Fist was about to struggle, he kicked him hard and stepped on his Dantian, destroying his entire cultivation.

Murong An retracted his foot and said coldly: "I didn't let you move, it's best to stay calm."

Zhang Ronghua and Jiu Xuanji came in from outside, while the others stayed outside.

Murong An stopped recording and handed over the recording stone.

Putting it into the Five Dragon Yuling Belt, taking a quick glance at it, Zhang Ronghua left a message: "Interrogate well!"

Turn around and leave.

Murong An was stunned and looked at the palace master hurriedly.

Jiu Xuanji had already learned about their plan against Zhang Qin, used the sound transmission technique, reminded him in his ear, and walked outside.

Murong An understood. No wonder the Marquis was so angry. This couple wanted to frame Zhang Qin.

Thinking of what the palace master said before leaving, I felt troubled again.

If you really do this, what if your majesty catches your eye and the queen settles the score? But if he doesn't do it, he will offend the Marquis and the palace master, and his good days will come to an end.

Life is full of choices all the time. If you hesitate for a moment, you will know what to do.

Follow the instructions of the Palace Master. Even if His Majesty creates trouble in the future, the Marquis and the Palace Master will stand in the way. He doesn't believe that he will do things for the Marquis himself. If something goes wrong, the Marquis will not care.

After making the decision, the eyes looking at them became vicious and dark, like poisonous snakes that made people shudder.

Outside the hospital.

Jiu Xuanji and Zhang Ronghua stood side by side, neither of them spoke, waiting quietly.

The screams in the room never stopped, getting stronger and stronger as time went by.

About a quarter of an hour.

Murong An came out and handed over two pieces of evidence.

Zhang Ronghua took it and glanced at it, nodding with satisfaction. It recorded the details of how Prince Pingnan and Princess Lanhe colluded with Tie Zhongquan, colluded with Jie Tian Holy Land, and designed to frame Zhang Qin, including the truth about the murder of the Wu family. Finally comes the signature and handprint.

How could you not understand that this incriminating evidence was forged by Murong An?

Otherwise, even if their heads were kicked by a donkey, they would not explain it like this, let alone Prince Pingnan.

But it doesn’t matter whether it’s true or false, as long as it exists!

Murong An continued to report: "My subordinates used too much force. Their hands, feet and tongues were disabled. They were unable to speak or move. They were even blinded."

These words once again confirmed my suspicions.

Zhang Ronghua patted him on the shoulder twice, as if to say he did a good job: "Don't worry, everything you do is in compliance with the procedures. If you don't treat the remnants of Jietian Holy Land harshly, they won't tell you."

Murong An's heart dropped. With the words of the Marquis, he would carry them even if the sky fell. He then said: "My subordinates learned from their mouths that the divine fortune teller is hiding in the Sword Forging Sect."

The previous news was false, but this one came out through interrogation.

Zhang Ronghua was quite surprised. Murong An had some tricks and knew the priorities. He first interrogated the whereabouts of the divine fortune teller and then put the "key points" later.

"Princess Lan He was dissatisfied with the fortune teller plotting against her, and wanted to hold him on his back before she died!"

"Very good!" Zhang Ronghua praised without hesitation.

"I will come back and ask you for credit!"

Murong An hurriedly saluted: "Thank you, Lord Marquis!"

Zhang Ronghua's eyes flashed coldly and he ordered: "Fang Jing, take people to Pingnan County Prince's Mansion and capture all the people. If anyone blocks it, no matter who it is, stop them until I come back."

"Yes!" Fang Jing responded respectfully.

Leave quickly with some troops.

Zhang Ronghua said again: "Detain them in Hell and don't let anyone visit!"

Murong An understood the meaning of this sentence, immediately took the order, escorted them away, and the place was sealed.

They were the only two left.

Zhang Ronghua said: "Uncle Jiu, let's go there."

"Let's go!" Jiu Xuanji took action.

Grabbing Zhang Ronghua's shoulders, he jumped into the sky and disappeared into the sky in a few flashes.

…

The Sword Making Sect is not far from the capital, less than five hundred miles, in the Earth Fire Mountains.

Countless years ago.

The Earth Fire Mountain Range is still a volcano, with flames reaching into the sky and erupting frequently. Even outside the mountain range, one can feel the terrifying temperature, which is a nightmare for the people nearby.

Crops cannot be planted. As soon as the seeds are sown, they are steamed to death by the high temperature, and people cannot live there. Otherwise, in a matter of seconds, the water in the body will evaporate and they will die.

I don't know when the underground fire sea disappeared and the mountains returned to normal. Although there was some earth fire left, the power of the flames was much worse, but it was still neutral and peaceful, which was perfect for refining weapons and elixirs.

Although the conditions are good, whether it is the Earth Spirit Carbon or the higher-level Purple Fire Spirit Carbon, it is far stronger than them, and it has become the first choice for casual cultivators or small and medium-sized forces.

The Sword Forging Sect is famous for its sword making. Although the weapons it refines are not spiritual treasures, they are stronger than ordinary hundred-refined weapons. It is not very powerful, with only a hundred people.

In the forbidden hall.

An old man with gray hair, wearing a white robe, with a Bagua picture embroidered on his chest, surrounded by the vast sky, holding a golden whisk in his hand, with a kind face, like the grandfather next door, who is the fortune teller.

It seems harmless to humans and animals, but in fact it has a sinister reputation.

Anyone who is targeted by him will have only one fate - death!

Whatever he likes, no matter what it is, he will get it at any cost!

However, his cultivation is terrifying, he is good at deductions, he is cautious in his actions, and Jie Tian Holy Land takes the blame. Even if his enemies want to take revenge, they have no chance, and they have been enjoying themselves until now.

Suddenly I had a sudden impulse, as if something bad had happened.

The fortune teller hurriedly took out a golden compass from his arms, with a pointer in the middle and ancient inscriptions engraved around it, called Tianji Compass, Top Spiritual Treasure.

Using the secret technique "Jietian Tianji Technique" inherited from Jietian Holy Land, the seals in his hands changed, and they were knocked down one after another, and they were deduced with the help of the Tianji compass.

The pointer rotated very fast, leaving behind a series of afterimages, but it just couldn't stop.

After a while.

The fortune teller gave up completely. No matter how he deduced, there was no result at all, but he was very upset. Not only did the feeling not dissipate, but it became stronger and stronger.

This kind of situation has not happened before. First, the opponent has a high level of cultivation and blocks the deduction with his own strength. Second, the Qi gathering method is of a very high level, covering up the secrets of heaven and preventing others from making deductions.

No matter which of the two situations it is, it means that someone is targeting you, and it will be dangerous if you delay any longer.

Huo Di stood up immediately.

Zhu Qiang, the leader of the Sword Forging Sect, looked puzzled: "What's wrong with you?"

The smile on the divine fortune teller's face disappeared, and he became serious and gloomy: "Other than you, who else knows that this elder is here?"

"Gone!"

Looking towards the capital.

The fortune teller thought of Iron Zhong Fist and muttered to himself: "Could it be them?"

It was calculated mentally and unintentionally, and it was so thorough that Zhang Qin couldn't have discovered it. The same happened to Xiahou. His priority was all on the dispute between Ge Lao and Cui Ge Lao. He was so busy fighting with Cui Ge Lao that he had no spare time to take care of other things.

Even if they are caught, Iron Zhong Fist will not betray them.

I thought of Princess Lan He. He had plotted against her so that her reputation would be ruined and she would become the laughing stock of others. He might have a grudge. If he was caught, given their relationship, he would know that he was here and take revenge. Next, most people will say it.

Can't afford to gamble! Leave first, then investigate secretly.

He opened his mouth and said: "This elder just remembered something, go and deal with it now!"

Without giving Zhu Qiang a chance to speak, he used his physical and magical powers to the limit, turned into a white light, and rushed outside.

The latter was stunned, what kind of operation is this? Why did you leave in good condition?

His expression changed and he realized what he was doing.

The fortune teller should have been exposed, or he felt it was unsafe, so he left in a hurry.

"No! This sect leader also needs to go out to avoid the limelight."

Time was running out, and Zhu Qiang didn't care to pick up the things and take away the Sword Forging Sect's knowledge, so he went as fast as he could and followed closely behind.

Above the nine heavens.

Shen Suanzi stopped quickly and looked at the two people in front of him. Xiahou was on the left and Jiu Xuanji was on the right. The former was led by the latter, almost instinctively. Chi Nai used all his strength to retreat back.

The old palm quickly grabbed it and took out a series of things from the Xumi bag, including poisonous substances, magic talismans, and many more. Without even looking at it, he threw it towards Zhang Ronghua.

In his opinion, Jiu Xuanji would definitely surround Wei and rescue Zhao, and prevent Xiahou from being contaminated, otherwise he would not be able to stop him at all and would be eliminated in an instant.

The speed didn't stop for a moment, and he fled towards the rear.

Zhu Qiang came out at this time, seeing the situation in the sky, he cursed in his heart, and frantically greeted the eighteenth generation of the female fortune teller family. There was only fear in his mind, and he shouted with the greatest strength: "Elder God, please lead your subordinates." Go together!"

The fortune teller didn't even look back. If the person who came was someone else, he could kill him or take Zhu Qiang away with him. But the person in front of him was Jiu Xuanji. He was indeed strong and powerful. Compared with him, he was inferior. Not even a little bit.

Even if the Holy Master takes action, he is no match for Jiu Xuanji.

I hate that I have lost two legs, I hate that I don’t have enough time, why would I go back and take him with me!

On the contrary, the escape speed increased by three points, making him slip even faster.

Jiu Xuanji was like watching a clown, he said disdainfully: "Let you escape, the name of the master of this palace is written upside down."

Thousands of rays of light shot out from his right foot, and he stamped in the air. The green energy rushed out in the shape of a wave. The speed was so fast that it surpassed all others. Wherever it passed, a barrier was formed, covering the heaven and earth, and even the people below. Too.

Feeling the movement coming from behind, the divine fortune teller's expression changed again, with a ruthless look, he made a decision, cast his secret technique, and did not hesitate to seriously injure his vitality to forcibly improve his escape technique, adding three points to the original basis, and rushed towards the distance. .

Still not enough, within ten breaths he was caught up and trapped in the barrier.

With a gloomy expression on his face, he looked at the green light in front of him and felt the terrifying power coming from above. He did not run away anymore, turned around and said coldly: "Did Princess Lan and Princess tell you?"

4600 words! The eight claws are weak. Today there is only this, but tomorrow there will be an explosion of ten thousand words!

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