Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Unlucky Qin Xiaobawang (Plus Update)

Deeply sympathetic to Qin Xiaobawang, who had already been stunned, I don't know what it would be like for him to wake up and find that as soon as he made a move, he was stunned by the person he was about to attack, and he fell to the ground gorgeously like a dog eating, I don't know what it would be like?

Murong Yichen didn't seem to see the weirdness of everyone, frowned and looked at Qin Feng, who was collapsed like rags, his white fingers hooked from his waist, and a sachet fell into his slender hand, raising his eyebrows slightly, "Yao Lao's medicine is really too gentle."

Prince, you just said that you are a Sven, okay?

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched, and even the most calm Liuyun Master couldn't help but cough lightly, "Ahem"

Hearing this light cough, the clear spring-like eyebrows and eyes were raised, looking at the group of monks holding torches, Master Liuyun who was looking weird, and then looked down at Qin Feng, who was stunned, and then slowly saluted Master Liuyun, "Master Liuyun, polite, it turns out that you are still here." ”

Everyone's faces became even more weird, what do you mean that you are still here, we have always been here Okay, all the monks couldn't help muttering in their hearts.

But they didn't dare to say it, obviously, the little overlord was not his opponent, not to mention his skills for the time being, just to talk about the black heart, who is the opponent of this person whose face and temperament are like immortals, but whose means are black and dead?

Master Liuyun deserved to be tactful, coughed slightly, and smiled warmly on his stiff face: "The eldest prince is polite, we haven't left yet." ”

"Yes." Murong Yichen replied slightly, and put away the sachet in his hand, "Master Lao Liuyun and everyone have come here so late, and this prince is here to thank you." ”

"Don't dare, don't dare." Master Liuyun said slightly.

Murong Yichen's eyes silently swept over Mo Li, who had been standing on the other side since just now, Mo Li immediately shuddered, he had a very bad premonition.

"I wonder if Master Liuyun can hand over this matter to Yichen to deal with?" Murong Yichen asked softly, his tone changed from his previous carelessness, and everyone could hear his seriousness.

A hint of surprise flashed in Master Liuyun's eyes, he looked down at Qin Feng, who was still asleep, thought about it, and said softly: "Since this Qin Gongzi is making trouble in the courtyard of the eldest prince and disturbing the eldest prince, it is naturally best for the eldest prince to deal with it." ”

"Thank you so much." Murong Yichen bowed slightly.

Master Liuyun didn't say anything, and left with his own people.

It is reasonable for Qin Feng to be wrong, and it is not inappropriate for him to deal with it in the hands of Murong Yichen, and he believes that Murong Yichen is measured.

Murong Yichen quietly watched Master Liuyun leave, his expression was slightly restrained, he put away his carelessness, and gently picked his palm, "Mo Li, don't you like to learn?" This prince gives you this opportunity. ”

Hearing the previous sentence, Mo was shocked, is Childe angry? Is it because I shouldn't be angry with him for the sake of disobedience on a whim?

Knowing that he was wrong, he lowered his head, "Don't know your mistakes, please punish your son." ”

Murong Yichen's expression did not move, and his tone was light, "Take this mud to the Dharma Hall, presumably there will be a winner between you." ”

"Childe" Mo Li's eyes were a little incredulous, Dharma Hall is a place where the masters of Yuquan Temple gather, he is not afraid of anyone to fight alone, he also wanted to go before, but he knew that he was afraid that he would not go back if he went alone. Now there's one more helper

Looking at Qin Feng, who was paralyzed into a puddle of mud, Mo Li's eyes suddenly lit up, and only then did he understand Murong Yichen's good intentions.

"Thank you, Childe." Mo Li's tone was full of excitement, saying that it was a punishment was not a kind of training.

Murong Yichen didn't say anything, and sighed for a long time, "Mo Li, how long has it been since your martial arts improved?" ”

Mo Li was stunned for a moment, and lowered his eyes slightly, "It's been three years." "I have been by my side since the accident with my son, and it is not enough to rely on understanding completely in martial arts to reach their level, and they also need actual combat. And he was responsible for the personal safety of his son, so naturally he couldn't participate in every battle, which also caused him to be so excited about facing Qin Feng this time, so that the fight that should have ended long ago has been delayed until now.

Murong Yichen raised his head slightly, he didn't know what the people around him thought, it was because of this that he didn't punish him too much, in addition to his own hard work over the years, they were the same.

"Give you a month, are you sure?" Murong Yichen asked.

Is this going to improve yourself in a month? Mo Li was excited, and his tone was full of confidence, "The subordinates will definitely live up to the expectations of the son." ”

"It's just by Childe's side" Mo Li suddenly worried about his son, after all, Childe's safety is the main thing.

"I'll transfer them over." Murong Yichen interrupted Mo Li's words.

As he spoke, he no longer looked at Mo Li's expression, and glanced at Qin Feng lightly with his eyes, "Take him with you." "Although I don't like him, he is still useful at this time.

Throw a bottle of medicine to Mo Li, "This is the antidote." ”

Ignoring the two people behind him, he turned around and walked towards the courtyard.

Looking at the peerless elegance and elegant and timeless back leaving, Mo Li clenched the medicine in his hand, a trace of resoluteness flashed in his eyes, and he jumped into the thick night with Qin Feng on his shoulder, and soon disappeared.

Murong Yichen paused for a moment, and noticed Qingshuang staring at the night in the courtyard, "Don't worry, he will come back." ”

Hearing her son-in-law's voice, Qingshuang was stunned for a moment, lowered her head to remove the worry in her eyes, "The slave believes in him." "Although Dharma Hall is dead, Childe believes in him, and of course he believes in it.

Murong Yichen nodded, he didn't have anything to do with Timoli, he listened to the door, there was no movement, and he frowned slightly, "What about the princess." ”

Qingshuang raised her head and looked into the room, "The slave looks like the princess is drunk. ”

"Drunk?" The corners of Murong Yichen's mouth hooked, "Really?" I see, let's go and stay outside the hospital. ”

Qingshuang really wanted to say that the princess was asleep, shouldn't she take her back to her yard? But when he saw the rare pleasant appearance of his son, and then thought that they were brother and sister, he swallowed the words from his mouth, "Yes." ”

Murong Yichen didn't care about Qingshuang's thoughts anymore, pushed open the door by himself, and walked inside.

Sure enough, as Qingshuang said, I saw a girl with a red face lying on the table full of meals, with a childish and delicate face with a misty drunkenness. He was also clutching a flask in his hand.

Murong Yichen smiled, helplessly took down the tight wine jug in the girl's hand, the full pot had been drunk by her, and she knocked it dotingly, and the little head of the drunk person who didn't know anything about it, "I tell you that Lingzhi is very drunk, and you still drink so much, it's really disobedient."

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