Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Lotus Pond Is Not Good

"Your Majesty, rest assured, the grass people have already taken care of this matter, and presumably the national teacher has also gone to investigate it in person.

When he returns, he thinks he'll have a fool's way around. ”

When the little emperor heard the first half, he was indeed relieved, but when he heard the second half......

Faith is not so sufficient.

"Those children are locked up in the cellar of Xu Dashan's backyard in this Nanyang town, why don't they go to the rescue first?

Then they will not be able to sacrifice to the heavens, and the plan will be frustrated! ”

"Your Majesty, if this is the case, you must have done it as soon as you got the news, right?"

Little Emperor: "......"

Touching his nose, isn't he afraid that the national teacher's skills are not as good as those of the old immortals in southern Xinjiang?

If he had gotten the news earlier, the national teacher might have been able to turn to his master for help and ask a profound Xuanmen master to help.

But the news they got was too late, thinking about the Taoism of the great wizard in southern Xinjiang, he had to sweat for the national teacher!

"It's not that I don't want to catch the Great Witch of Southern Xinjiang once and for all, it's really those mystical techniques that no one around me understands except for the national teacher.

You people who are outside the world are all pretentious and high-ranking and refuse to serve the imperial court, and now I have no one to use. ”

The little emperor inexplicably complained to Ji Youyuan, which can be regarded as exposing the crime of bullying the Ji family before.

Ji Youyuan's eyes narrowed half-narrowed, and he didn't plan to answer.

However, the little emperor stared at his legs, and his eyes were very complicated.

"I heard that after you injured your leg, you can no longer use illusions, let alone use force, is it true?"

"It's true!"

Ji Youyuan replied without thinking.

Little Emperor: "......"

There is no hope at all......

O national teacher!

I can't help you, let's see your performance tomorrow!

"Your Majesty! Years old, can you help hide it from the national teacher? ”

This is Ji Youyuan's main purpose, if the little girl walks into the field of vision of the national teacher, it will be equivalent to walking in front of the whole world.

"Yes!

But you have to promise me, your Ji family will be the same as always.

When the court is in need, it must not shirk it! ”

Ji Youyuan nodded.

"This is natural, isn't my brother already out this year?"

"Hmmm!

That's a good one, not like you, who has no conscience.

I wanted you to go back to Beijing to help me, but you ...... That's it, let's not talk about it.

Tomorrow's battle, you have to fight well! ”

"Your Majesty, there is also a national teacher!"

"Alas! It's not that I don't believe in the ability of the national teacher, it's just that the old immortal in southern Xinjiang has lived too long. ”

The great witch inheritance in southern Xinjiang is different from other sects.

The inheritance of the major sects in the Central Plains, the cultivation is all obtained by the cultivation of individuals little by little.

And the southern Xinjiang is directly injected into the heirs of the great witches who have been selected by them and have excellent talents.

Therefore, the great witch of Southern Xinjiang can be said to have been born with dozens or hundreds of years of skills.

After Ji Youyuan finished talking to the little emperor, Xiao Sui Sui grabbed two lotus flowers and ran over, her clothes were wet and her face was muddy.

"Uncle! Lotus, good-looking! ”

Ji Youyuan wiped the mud off her face with a handkerchief.

"How did you get so dirty? Fell? ”

Hearing Ji Youyuan's question, the body of the secret guard who accompanied Xiao Sui Sui to pick flowers shook.

Obviously, they are well protected, but in the blink of an eye, the little girl will fall.

He always felt that this little girl seemed to have jumped off by herself.

But at that time, he didn't pay attention to it, and he didn't see it clearly, so he couldn't figure it out.

"Swim, uncle, this lotus pond is not good, the water is not clear!"