"Run?" Leng Mingyue was puzzled, "What are you running at night?" ”

Leng Huaijin's fair face turned red, and he said:

"Didn't we catch up with you today, we discussed it and thought it was a little lax and lack of exercise recently.

So I decided to train with weights in a group, otherwise I won't be able to protect you well in the future. ”

Leng Huai's words made Leng Mingyue laugh, nor did he not laugh.

She can't tell her cousin that she has been cultivating for 90,000 years, and they can't catch up in their lifetime, right?

But it's also good to work out and protect yourself.

Leng Mingyue smiled faintly, and after saying goodbye to her cousin and closing the door, the whole person leaned back, slightly tired between her eyebrows.

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The first rays of morning light shone above the Imperial Capital, and the well-trained soldiers entered the Imperial Capital from outside the Diancang Pass.

The sound of neat footsteps startled the birds in the forest, and the collision of weapons and black armor also attracted the attention of passers-by.

The leader is none other than Duan Ying.

"The prince has an order, surround the Zhao Mansion!"

With a wave of Duan Ying's arm, the soldiers surrounded the Zhao Mansion, and their aura was comparable to that of an ordinary nursing home.

Because the scene is too rare, but with half a pillar of incense, almost everyone in the imperial capital city knows that the Zhao Mansion has provoked the old prince Shen.

The servants of the Zhao Mansion didn't know what was going on, so they could only report to Zhao Xiuyuan, but as soon as the door was pushed open, they heard a miserable scream.

It was Zhao Xiuyuan's henchmen who made the scream.

It was only after the door was pushed open that the still time on his body returned to flow, and with a great delay, he let out a scream.

"Leng Mingyue, who are you, who are you! Why can you tear my coercion! ”

The henchman's spirit was a little abnormal, and the slave who watched it was stunned.

"Childe, Childe!"

Seeing that Leng Mingyue was not there, the henchman was also stunned, he hurriedly ran to the side and woke up Zhao Xiuyuan, who had just landed, and was extremely shocked in his heart:

"You don't seem to have the breath of a martial arts on your body!"

The first thing Zhao Xiuyuan did after waking up was to grab the placket of his henchman and tell about the horror of being late for the night:

"Leng Mingyue crushed this son's soul stone! She abolished the cultivation of this son! She ...... last night."

Before Zhao Xiuyuan finished speaking, a sound of footsteps came from outside.

"Okay, you Zhao Xiuyuan, it's not enough to send Zhao Ying to bully my son, do you want to splash Miss Leng Jiatang's dirty water?"

The purple python robe was added, and the old prince Shen, who had sharp eyes, walked into the courtyard with steady steps, and also held a small ball carved in pink and jade and luxurious white clothes in his hand.

Zhao Xiuyuan didn't know who this kid was, he just felt very familiar, like the orphan hiding behind Leng Mingyue.

Behind the two, there were Duan Ying, Leng Qinglan, Leng Huaijin and Leng Mingyue.

When Leng Mingyue, who was wearing a light pink skirt, came out, Zhao Xiuyuan kicked his legs and moved back half an inch, trembling instinctively.

Seeing this, Leng Mingyue grinned, and the frightened Zhao Xiuyuan kicked back a few more times.

"Daddy, it's he who bullied the child and Sister Leng, and he also wants Zhao Ying to interrupt Sister Leng's hands and feet!"

Shen Zichen pointed with his little hand.

"Come on, cut off Zhao Xiuyuan's hands and feet for this king!"

Old Prince Shen gave an order full of anger.

No panacea can compare to the return of his child.

"Yes!" The leading soldier walked up.

The frightened Zhao Xiuyuan finally came back to his senses and recognized Old Lord Shen, he shrank back and shouted at the soldiers: .

"What are you doing? Lord Shen, the grass people have never bullied your child! These days, the grass people have only seen Shen Zichen, an orphan who has no father and no mother, and the grass people have been wronged! ”