Group favorite Xiaojiao Bao: The whole family is a big villain

"No, the vixen doesn't have the ability to let everyone protect her." Old Zhao put down the cloth and looked at Tingfeng, as if he had guessed what he was thinking, and sneered: "I think you are right. Maybe she is not a vixen, but something more powerful, a spirit? Or maybe there is something that is affecting the people around her, making even someone as calm as the master ignore their fate."

Listening to Old Zhao's analysis, Tingfeng sighed softly: "Old Zhao, I think... maybe I can get the Ninth Princess to help..."

"What are you helping? Let the Ninth Princess know the secret of Longquan? Have you forgotten what the Imperial Master said? Only by letting the master stop living in everyone's memory and go to Longquan can there be a chance of survival."

For so many years, they have been looking for Longquan. Finally, with great difficulty, they finally found clues in the east and cracked the mechanism to enter Longquan, but the master refused to leave.

The coldness in Old Zhao's eyes was even worse. Their lives were all in the hands of their master. After ensuring that his master entered Longquan safely, all of them would commit suicide at the gate of Longquan to complete this ritual similar to a sacrifice.

From now on, there will no longer be the fifth prince of Beiyan Kingdom in this world, and anyone who knows the identity of his master will disappear.

Thinking about it, Lao Zhao looked at Tingfeng with a cold look: "Do you regret it?"

Tingfeng saw the killing intent in Lao Zhao's eyes clearly and almost jumped up, "How is it possible? I, Tingfeng, have no other abilities, but I can still die for my master."

"In that case, don't come up with these bad ideas."

Lao Zhao said coldly.

"I……"

"Grandpa Zhao!"

Before Tingfeng could say anything, a soft and waxy voice suddenly came from the door. Tingfeng looked over subconsciously and saw the 'little vixen' wearing a light pink jacket and crossing the courtyard door with short legs. Trotting in, it's very festive, and people can't help but feel happy when they look at it. The Ninth Princess is very lovable. After all, people like them who are burdened with secrets, who doesn't like people who are not contaminated by any darkness? As for people, Tingfeng thought.

What kind of person has I never seen, like my master, who has been plotted by others since he was born and has lived with illness for so many years? But the person who can tell the joy, anger, sorrow and joy with just a pair of eyes has been the only one for so many years, the Ninth Princess.

"Eh? Brother Tingfeng, are you here too?" Su Jiu held her knees with her hands, breathing heavily, her face flushed.

Tingfeng glanced at the expressionless old man Zhao, curled his lips and showed a bright smile: "Yes! What a coincidence, Ninth Princess, are you here to pick up something customized?"

Su Jiu nodded. She had thought about it when she received the news yesterday, but the key to the palace was about to be released at that time. If she wanted to go out, her father would be disturbed, so she didn't want to copy the book.

Lao Zhao said nothing and silently handed the fox sachet placed on the shelf to Su Jiu.

The villain's almond-shaped eyes lit up: "Thank you, Grandpa Zhao!"

"No thanks!" The tone was dry and indifferent, as if he was not approachable, but Tingfeng could clearly see that the old man was not as hostile as before.

She really wanted to save face and suffer, but in fact she was not so repulsive to the Ninth Princess. Tingfeng raised his eyebrows and curled his lips.

Su Jiu looked at the sachet, her almond-shaped eyes were bright, and she looked very fond of it. Even her eyebrows moved, and the four characters "I like it so much" were written all over her face.

good night