The scoundrel became the pet of the master's group

He raised his upper body one after another and sat on the bed.

The black hair was casually scattered on the shoulders, and the belt of the jacket was not fastened, revealing a line of pure white and smooth jade light.

The light shines from the door of the room, shining on the majestic and graceful face, like the frosty white jade dyed with a layer of floating and flowing water, shining brightly and brilliantly.

The guard who broke into the room abruptly paused, and stood there dumbfounded. One of his hands was still in the air, and he maintained a posture of pushing the door stiffly.

The pure and moist voice is like frozen water under the thousand-year-old ice layer, calm and icy cold: "What's the matter?"

The palace people bowed and squeezed in from the doorway, explaining in fear and trepidation: "Assassins have come to the palace, and the imperial guards have to take a look at the little fairy's room as part of their routine. I hope that the little fairy will forgive me for disturbing the little fairy's Qingxiu."

The commander of the imperial guards came back to his senses, bowed his hands in perfunctory gestures, and then gave an order: "Search!"

The imperial guards searched separately, beams, screens, curtains...everywhere that could hide people was searched.

They sat up on the bed one after another, with indifferent expressions, and let the rude behavior of these arrogant and domineering people go.

The palace man stood by the bed, apologizing to him repeatedly, and from time to time he became furious and said angrily to the imperial guard: "You guys should act softly, don't frighten the nobleman!"

The imperial guards turned a deaf ear and searched every corner of the room arbitrarily, but found nothing.

Gong was so angry that he ground his teeth: "The search is over! You can go!"

The commander of the imperial guards stood still at the door, and scanned the room again carefully: he clearly saw a figure enter the garden over the wall, and the blood was also broken outside the room.The assassin is clearly hiding somewhere, why can't he find it.

Suspicious eyes looked at him one after another. After studying him for a while, he suddenly caught his wandering gaze—he secretly looked at the wardrobe in the room several times.

The commander followed his gaze carefully, and a corner of clothes leaked from the closet door.

He immediately ordered: "Open those cabinets and have a look!"

"How can you move your things around at will! Don't be too presumptuous!"

The palace guards stopped him with alarm, but the arrogant and rude guards still turned a deaf ear.

The commander opened the cabinet door with a knife, acting arrogantly and rudely, and with a bang, the talisman fire swayed and swayed.

There were several sets of brand new robes hanging in the cabinet, everything from the inside to the outside. With the shaking of the cabinet door, there was still no trace of the assassin.

The palace man gloated a little bit exasperatedly: "Have you seen it clearly? Where's the assassin?"

The imperial guards searched all the corners, those who could hide people but those who could not hide people, searched all the boxes and cabinets, and they only had to dig three feet, but they still couldn't find any trace of the assassin.

The commander had no choice but to wave his hands at his subordinates, and led a group of people away in a huff.

The palace people made repeated apologies again and again.

After a while of jumping around, the room finally returned to tranquility.

After the person left, he let out a long breath one after another, and lifted the quilt covering his body: "You can come out now that you are gone."

Xue Qiaozhi hurriedly jumped up from the bed, his movements flustered, he staggered a step and almost lost his footing.

"Are you okay?" Seeing his complexion crimson one after another, almost dripping with blood, he asked with concern: "Have you stayed in the quilt for too long?"

Shortness of breath?

Xue Qiaozhi's tone was cold: "Aren't you out of your mind?"

Qingyan's eyes widened instantly.

What is this person's attitude? !

He saved him at the risk, didn't even say a word of thanks, and even scolded himself for being so weak? !

If it wasn't because he was the younger brother that Xue Songyu had been looking for all this time, why would he care about him? !

He took a deep breath one after another, and suppressed his anger: "You heard it too, they searched all the places, and the rat nests can be found."

"If you don't hide under my quilt, where will you hide?"

Xue Qiaozhi gave him a bitter look, but kept silent.

Xue Qiaozhi didn't know that the bed was the only place the guards wouldn't search.

But he curled up and hid under the quilt...the posture of the two of them...unbearable to recall...

The faint and cold scent of Shen Guang penetrated into the tip of his nose, and the blood gushed out to his head instantly, burning him from neck to face.

He wanted to move several times, even if someone found him, he didn't want to lie between the opponent's legs in this posture.

But the back of the neck was firmly suppressed, unable to move.

The tip of his nose touched the opponent's leg.

With such an ambiguous posture, he was flustered and short of breath, but the other party didn't notice it at all. It's not just a lack of brain, what else can it be!

The two stared at each other in silence for a while, but they had nothing to say.

The water smoke in the incense burner flows slowly, lingering in a strange silence.

In the end, I couldn't help but speak first, and asked again to confirm: "You are Xue Qiaozhi, right?"

The assassin's face was cold and he remained silent.

It looks right.

He slowed down his tone: "Don't be nervous, I'm not a bad person. I'm Xue Songyu's friend."

"Xue Songyu, remember? Your sister. She has been looking for you."

The assassin still had a cold and defensive face, and kept silent.But the flash of warmth in his eyes showed that he still remembered the name of the one who had already parted with a Jiazi.

They sighed silently one after another.

Xue Qiaozhi is an assassin who was hunted down by the imperial guards, and he is a nobleman living in the palace.They were strangers to each other, so naturally the other party would not easily let go of his guard.

Changed places, so did he.

"I'm Xue Songyu's best friend, and I have nothing to do with the Beiliang royal family. Don't worry, if I wanted to harm you, I wouldn't risk saving you just now."

He raised his sharp jaw toward Xue Qiaozhi: "I'll help you heal the wound."

"By the way, my name is Continuity."

Xue Qiaozhi asked coldly, "You don't ask me why I entered the palace to assassinate?"

"I asked, will you say it?"

"will not."

Then ask a fart.

While cleaning and bandaging the wound, they told him that Xue Songyu had been trying his best to find him these years.

He didn't ask Xue Qiaozhi anything about his past.These things are not for him to ask.

During the 60 years, everything that Xue Qiaozhi experienced should be told to Xue Songyu.

Xue Qiaozhi still didn't say a word, just listened quietly.

After treating the wound, he took out a new set of clothes from the closet and handed them to the other party: "I will take the clothes you are wearing and burn them later. You are hiding in my room these few days, and I will find a way to help you." Get out."

Seeing that Xue Qiaozhi's face was still flushed, he asked doubtfully, "Has the pent-up breath just now recovered? Is it stuffy in the room? Do you want to open the window?"

Xue Qiaozhi's tone was cold: "I just confirmed one thing."

"what?"

"Your brain is short."

Although the wound was bandaged, he was half naked/naked, and his chest and back were beaten all over while scrubbing and applying medicine. Could he not be blushing?

His eyes widened again one after another.

This guy named Xue Qiaozhi, why can't he speak human words.

Can I hand him over to the guards now?

He gritted his back molars with a blank expression, silently recited Xue Songyu three times in his heart, and endured it.

"The guards just came to search, and they probably won't come again in the middle of the night. You can rest assured to rest for half the night."

Xue Qiao was taken aback: "We, two, sleep together, in the same bed?"

There was nothing to say to this person one after another.He hasn't even shown his disgust yet, Xue Qiaozhi's eyes have already disgusted him all over his body.

He didn't intend to sleep in bed at all, what to do with such a big reaction.Afraid that I would take advantage of him and stain his innocence? !

He walked to the bench on the other side expressionlessly, lay down on his side, leaving his back to the other side, too lazy to speak.

After the chicken and dog jump, the remaining alcohol surged up again, and now I have a severe headache.

With a cold face, Xue Qiaozhi got on the bed unceremoniously.

He wanted to close his eyes to rest, but his eyes couldn't help looking towards the opposite side.

He and Xue Songyu were separated when they were young, and they disappeared without a trace. The two sides are no longer what they used to be.

This is called one after another, who doesn't care about anything, and takes such a big risk to save an assassin?

Aren't you afraid that you might kill him with one knife while he's sleeping?

***

Early in the morning of the second day, just as the early morning birdsong and warblers came from outside the window, the doors were knocked one after another.

He stood up rubbing his temples, and glanced at Xue Qiaozhi lying on the bed.

Xue Qiaozhi was also alert and startled, the two of them met their eyes and nodded at the same time.

After Xue Qiaozhi found a corner to hide, he walked to the door one after another.

As soon as the door opened, Qin Shi stood outside with a gloomy and irritable face after a night of hangover.

After seeing each other, he hastily apologized and explained.

He only showed his face at the palace banquet last night, and only the Emperor Beiliang and a few palace servants in charge of serving in the garden knew about living in this garden.

The imperial guards didn't know about this, and only regarded the guests in the garden as ordinary guests invited by some concubine.

But he was drunk last night and fell unconscious. He woke up this morning and listened to the palace man's report, only to know that the imperial guards trespassed into the bedrooms one after another last night.

Qin Shi also rubbed his temples, with a gloomy expression on his face: "I didn't expect that group of imperial guards to be so bold as to offend you."

A ruthless gleam flashed across the handsome eyes, full of murderous intent, and he didn't say the following words.

While the two were talking, a ray of lightning, like a sharp sword, fell straight down from the sky through the clouds, and Taoist Lord Huantian suddenly appeared.

Yourui looked at Qin Shi, and his face with a clear and bony face revealed fierce viciousness and violence: "What were you doing last night?"

He also just found out that there was an assassin in the palace last night.

Living in Qin Shi's courtyard one after another, Qin Shi actually asked someone to break into his room in the middle of the night.

Qin Shi bowed his hand submissively, and willingly bowed his head to accept the scolding.

Daoist Huantian refrained from his tyrannical anger, and whispered softly one after another: "In the future, if someone is rude to you, just draw your sword without any worries. Whoever you want to kill, what you want to do, everything I have this seat to back you up."

They raised their lips slightly one after another, and changed the subject: "Last night they said they were arresting assassins, what's going on?"

The two talked to each other, scrambling to explain to him.

Last night, a group of assassins disguised themselves as court ladies to assassinate the Northern Liang Emperor.

The emperor was injured, Long Yan was furious, and ordered that all the assassins must be captured.

One after another: "Has the assassin been caught?"

Qin Shi was indifferent: "It is said that one escaped, and the imperial guards are still hunting around."

"Who are these assassins? Why did they assassinate the Emperor of Beiliang?"

Qin Shi explained in detail: "There are many monks in the capital city of Beiliang, most of them are casual cultivators in the mortal world with no background or sect."

Some mortals with dao bones have never worshiped any fairy gates, and rely on the cultivation techniques passed down in the mortal world to enter the dao on their own.

Although they are monks, they have been living in the mortal world, and their lives are almost the same as mortals.

Casual cultivators in the mortal realm are not recognized by the realm of comprehension, and everyone is clearly separated and does not communicate with each other.

These casual cultivators form an alliance by themselves, and accept some commissions that the monks of Xianmen do not accept.

Most of them were murder and arson.

There is a group of casual cultivators in the mortal realm, who collect money from people to eliminate disasters/disasters for others-in fact, they are some killers who know how to speak.

"I don't know who paid these people to assassinate the Emperor Beiliang. They are now being interrogated."

They nodded one after another.

"I drank too much last night, I didn't wake up in the morning, and now I have a headache." He rubbed his temples, and said to the two: "I want to sleep again."

Qin Shi asked with concern: "Shall I order someone to cook a bowl of hangover soup?"

Declined one after another: "I think brother may need it more."

He bowed to the two and left, rubbing his head and walking back to the room.

As soon as he entered the room, the corners of his upturned mouth drooped suddenly, and his tired and lazy expression changed instantly.

Qingyan looked at Xue Qiaozhi who walked out from behind the screen with emotionless eyes: "Did you hear that?"

A group of assassins were all captured, only one slipped through the net.

Now the imperial guards have sent additional manpower and are searching everywhere.

Xue Qiaozhi nodded with a cold face, without saying a word, and did not show the intention of saving his companions beyond his control.

They sighed casually one after another: "Last night was the Qianqiu Festival. The Beiliang royal family invited so many monks, and the palace was heavily guarded. You only pick the most difficult time to strike. Your courage is commendable."

He didn't expect the other party to answer, but Xue Qiaozhi said coldly: "You have no brains, you made a mistake."

At this moment, he really wanted to turn around and go out, shouting to catch the assassin.

Treating Xue Songyu's three words as the Jingjing Sutra, he recited silently three times in his heart before he could hold back his furious anger.

"Because of the Qianqiu Festival, most of the people in the palace were assigned to prepare ceremonies and entertain guests, but the defense in the palace was loose." Xue Qiaozhi sneered: "The dog emperor was so drunk last night, it is the best time to strike."

He sneered and laughed at himself: "It was only a little bit close to killing him. It's a pity that the success fell short."

The undisguised Senhan's resentment and anger caused successive brows to frown slightly.

The other party almost gritted his teeth, and the strong resentment squeezed out of his teeth was not just as simple as collecting money to kill people.

Xue Qiaozhi hated the Northern Liang Emperor?

But it's not easy to ask about other people's private affairs. Even if you ask, Xue Qiaozhi will definitely not answer.

Having said that, is the grievance between the mortal cultivator and the mortal emperor a matter of the cultivator or a matter of the mortal world?

For a cultivator like Qian Tianzong who only asked about mundane matters, what would Xue Songyu do?

After a few moments of silence, the same cold voice said, "Heal your wounds first, and I will try to find a way to help you escape from the palace."

"Who were those two outside the door just now?"

Startled one after another: "You don't know them?"

Xue Qiaozhi sneered bluntly: "I have never met them before, and I have nothing to do with them. Why do I know each other?"

"There are tens of thousands of people in Beiliang Palace, do I have to know them all?"

They were speechless one after another.

really.The Beiliang royal family and Qiantianzong, a mortal dynasty and a sect of cultivating immortals, are geographically separated by hundreds of thousands of miles.

Although the casual cultivators of the mortal realm and the cultivators of the comprehension realm are in the same summer, they are actually separated by two worlds.

In order not to be scolded again, he said to the other party: "Qin Shi is the Emperor Beiliang's...uncle."

In fact, Xue Qiaozhi was wrong about one thing.

In normal times, it might be easier for the assassin to escape from the palace.

This Qianqiu Festival, Qin Shi and Huantian Daojun both came to Beiliang, and it was more difficult to escape under the eyes of the two of them than ascending to the sky.

He reminded the other party: "You hide your spiritual breath well, and don't be discovered by them."

Xue Qiaozhi's tone was disdainful: "Don't worry, I'm a killer, and I'm the best at hiding my breath."

One after another: "..."

Well, you are right.

***

One after another, he stayed in the room for a whole day on the grounds of being drunk and having a headache.

Qin Shi was hungover, and his condition was also not very good. He also rested in his room after ordering the palace servants not to disturb him.

It wasn't until evening that he knocked on the door of Li Lian's room and asked him how he was feeling.

"Does your head still hurt? I'll call some doctors to show you?"

She shook her head one after another: "No need, just sleep more."

"Senior brother," he hesitated for a moment, with a look of embarrassment on his face, "Is there any lighter food? I drank too much wine, and I feel a little uncomfortable in my stomach."

Qin Shi instantly beamed with joy: "Want to eat? I'll order someone to prepare it immediately."

Not long after, the palace servants brought bird's nest and shark's fin, scallops and prawns.

"This is the royal meal in the palace. You can taste it." Qin Shi gently smiled, "If you want to eat anything else, just ask."

Although the monks built up the foundation, they did not eat ordinary food, and they have only entered the Tao for a few years.

At Ouyang's house, Qin Shi had seen his simple life in the past, and thought at that time that he must be well-clothed, luxurious and rich in the future.

It's a pity that the younger brother has been living in the Dust Wind Palace, and his daily life is all arranged by the master.

It was rare to hear the other party say that he wanted to eat something, and Qin Shi couldn't help but be overjoyed.

They said thank you respectfully and obediently one after another, and entered the room with the food box.

After entering the room, he walked to the table and placed the bowl on the table with a bang: "Eat."

Xue Qiaozhi looked cold: "I can fast."

"Eat something warm to make you feel better, and your injury will heal quickly. This is what your sister said." Successively said coldly, "Don't worry, it's not poisonous."

Xue Qiaozhi remained silent for a while, then sat down slowly, and moved his chopsticks.

After watching him finish eating expressionlessly, he smiled falsely and went out with an empty bowl to deal with Qin Shi.

The high smile on the corner of Qin Shi's mouth made him suddenly have the same suspicion as Xue Qiaozhi, Qin Shi shouldn't have poisoned the dishes?

It doesn't matter if he eats it, if something happens to Xue Qiaozhi, how can he explain it to Xue Songyu?

After returning to the room, the two sat for a long while with cold faces.

Started to have headaches one after another.

Xue Qiaozhi has a bad attitude and can't speak human words.But he can't ignore it.

How can we help him escape safely from the heavily guarded palace?

***

Early in the morning of the third day, just after dawn, there was another soft knock on the door.

Qin Shi and Taoist Huantian stood at the door together.

"How was your rest yesterday?" Daoist Huantian chuckled, "Does your head still hurt?"

They shook their heads calmly one after another.

"Since there is nothing wrong, come back with me."

go back?

Qingrun voice was puzzled: "Where are you going back?"

"Naturally, it's Qian Tianzong. The Qianqiu Great Sacrifice is over, and the palace is searching for assassins again. There is a lot of noise at night, which affects the rest."

He just left, what should Xue Qiaozhi do?

No, I have to find a way to delay it for a few days.

He followed the words and asked, "Aren't you going to stay and help catch the assassin?"

Daoist Huantian sneered: "What kind of assassin needs to be personally launched by me?"

He took another look playfully: "Only an assassin like you is worthy of this seat's own action."

One after another: "..."

He is now an associate of the Assassins.

Qin Shi interjected from the side: "We are only invited to participate in the Qianqiu Festival. The matter of Beiliang will be resolved by themselves."

Qingyan's eyes lowered slightly, and she fell silent one after another.

"What?" Taoist Huantian was taken aback, "Don't want to go back?"

After not answering one after another, Qin Shi asked first: "Would you like to spend a few more days in Beiliang?"

The delicate and thin lips raised slightly, and the answer was silent.

"What do you want to do, just say it." Daoist Huantian smiled softly, "Where do you want to go? I'll take you there."

"Today I want to take another walk in the palace."

Under the leadership of the two of them, they wandered around the Beiliang Palace again.

The imperial guards sent additional manpower to hunt down the assassins, and saw armored guards patrolling everywhere from time to time along the way.

He pretended to ask: "The assassin is still in the palace? How do you know he didn't escape from the palace?"

This sentence was ridiculed by the two powerful men again.

"Even though the Beiliang Imperial Palace is in the mortal world, it also spent a lot of money to set up a fairy gate magic circle. How can it be so easy to escape."

Qing Jue almost frowned.

He memorized the roads of the palace all the way, and from time to time he pretended to be curious and asked about the palaces.

It was discovered by accident that Qin Shi and Taoist Huantian were not familiar with Beiliang Palace.

"I haven't stayed in the mortal world for a few days." Daoist Huantian was indifferent, "I stayed in the Liu family until I was a teenager, and then went to Qiantianzong."

Even the imperial palace and the mortal world are not worth mentioning in front of the aloof and true monarch.

Qin Shi also dismissed Fan Chen: "After I went to Qiantianzong with my master, I only came back a few times during the Qianqiu Festival."

Even though he lived in the palace when he was young, it has been dusty for many years.

A group of guards passed by the three of them, and asked one after another: "How about the captured assassins? Why did they assassinate the emperor?"

"It is said that a few of them were seriously injured and died after being tortured to extract confessions. There are only one or two left, and they may be gone soon." Qin Shi said calmly, "As for the reason, I didn't ask."

"Interested? Shall I send someone to ask?"

The sharp jaw shook: "It's just a moment of curiosity. It's the first time I saw the palace and the assassin."

The two great experts raised their mouths and smiled again: "There is nothing unusual about mortal things. It just takes up a little more space."

Immortal palaces such as Chenfeng Palace and Chensu Palace are the places that people yearn for, regardless of whether they are immortals or ordinary people.

The three of them strolled around the courtyard and took a stroll around the palace.

After returning to the room, he successively told Xue Qiaozhi everything he had seen.

"I don't have much time to stay here. I have to find a way to get you out as soon as possible. How did you get in? How did you plan to get out?"

"On the day of the Qianqiu Grand Ceremony, there were a lot of people in the palace, guests came and went, and the checks on the entry and exit were very lax. They just came in casually pretending to be palace people." Xue Qiaozhi sneered, "Since I came, I have no plan to get out alive."

They looked at each other indifferently one after another.

He had to let Xue Qiaozhi go out safe and sound.

The two cold faces met each other.

After staring at each other coldly for a while, Xue Qiaozhi took the lead to look away.

His face was still ice-cold, but his neck and ears were involuntarily flushed.

"Didn't anyone tell you not to stare at people like that?"

They gritted their teeth expressionlessly one after another, and replied indifferently: "No."

He had to swallow his anger in front of several peerless powers who couldn't win.In front of Xue Qiaozhi, a casual cultivator in the mortal realm that he could win, he had to swallow his anger.

Xue Songyu's Jing Jing Jing is almost not enough.

He got up from the stool, intending to meditate on the bench with his eyes closed, not wanting to waste his energy to suppress the anger in his heart.

Just when he stood up, he heard the irritating cold words and said abruptly: "I have a way, maybe I can escape."

After cursing inwardly one after another, he had no choice but to turn around and sit down again.

"As far as I know, there is a secret passage in the palace."

Xue Qiaozhi paused in a cold voice: "However, this happened a long time ago. I don't know if this secret passage is still there, whether it has been blocked by someone, or whether it is dangerous inside."

"I don't know if this secret path can bypass the magic circle of the palace."

The author has something to say:

Misunderstanding Little Theater

1.

Xue Qiaozhi was pressed under the quilt one after another, almost touching his nose[]

They didn't realize it one after another: why is your face so red?boring?

Xue Qiaozhi boldly said what everyone was thinking: You have no brains.

2.

Successively (cold eyes): Xue Qiaozhi can't speak human language.

Xue Qiaozhi (cold eyes): What kind of wood is this?