Listening to Steward Li's confident words, Xu Yuan felt a little pain in his head.

Wait?

What are you waiting for?

Wait for the protagonist to come out of the copy of Changhong Valley and kill you all?

Xu Yuan was a little helpless.

But it's not enough to say that these subordinates are brainless and stupid, after all, these people don't have the perspective of God that he once had.

Lack of information, rules and regulations, and some common sense that are taken for granted make the other party make the judgment that they are doing now.

How big the gap between the eighth grade and the seventh grade is Xu Yuan didn't know for the time being, but he roughly knew the gap between the ninth grade and the eighth grade.

Not counting the improvement of physical fitness, the source qi reserves of the ninth rank are only one-third of that of the eighth grade, and the operation speed of the exercises is slower by half.

Under this gap, the two seven-rank leaders, and a group of eight-rank can all be killed, so it can only be said that Qin Mo is indeed worthy of being the protagonist.

However, this Qin Mo went to the place of Changhong Valley, which allowed him to confirm which line the other party was taking.

Grandpa Route.

Murphy's Law doesn't deceive me.

He sighed slightly.

The reason why the protagonist of the plot went to the Changhong Valley is also simple,

Grandpa guides.

There is a secret realm hidden in the Changhong Valley, and there is an elixir in the secret realm that can help the old man recover his soul power.

Of course

In addition to helping the old man with him, based on the principle that the protagonist will never have an air force in the next dungeon, Qin Mo's own strength after fighting monsters and drugs in that secret realm will also be greatly improved.

According to the plot of Cangyuan, this strength is just right for the guards of the Xu Mansion who blocked the door.

Fighting all the way, all kinds of means were exhausted, and finally killed in front of the original body waiting for Taniguchi.

Yes, Changhong Valley is one of the burial places of the original body.

In the route of the old man in Cangyuan, the original body took Su Jinxuan and that gang to the Changhong Valley Mouth to wait for the protagonist of the plot.

was going to kill Qin Mo in front of Su Jinxuan, so that she would die.

Then they were counter-killed.

Thoughts flashed, and Xu Yuan directly commanded:

"Let those who are guarding come back."

"Huh?" Steward Li was a little stunned.

Xu Yuan glanced at him: "I said, let those people come back." ”

Steward Li was puzzled, but he hurriedly bowed his head and responded:

"Yes, Third Prince."

Xu Yuan snorted coldly, raised his hand and pointed to the courtyard door in front of him.

Seeing this, Steward Li knew that the third prince asked him to go down to implement the instructions, and directly surrendered his hand:

"Third son, little old man will do it, and retire for the time being."

After speaking, Steward Li saluted again, turned around and left quickly.

Seeing the other party disappear around the corner, Xu Yuan walked forward with his eyes down.

He felt a little bad.

Qin Mo of the old grandfather's route is like a hedgehog, and now there is an unknown Qin Weijiu waiting in the dark.

Even if he is now accompanied by Ying'er and the other three great masters, it is not realistic to want to block the door and forcibly kill the other party, and it is even possible that he will be killed back.

Unless....

Xu Yuan subconsciously appeared in his mind a big black ice mound.

Unless Ran Qingmo came to him at this point in time.

After all, when they were separated, he said that if she wanted to save the Sword Sect and had no other way, she could come to Jingjiang Mansion to find him.

If you use a favor and ask the other party to help, it is estimated that you can almost go directly to Changhong Valley to block the door.

Of course, this is just a thought.

Counting on Ran Qingmo to come to him, Xu Yuan might as well count on the old man in Dijing to be more respectful to this Qin Mo.

After all

That "old man" was a saint during his lifetime.

This side of the world,

Only a pint of ordinary can be holy.

......

All the way silently from the northwest courtyard, to the wetland lake.

The cold winter lake breeze blows,

Xu Yuan read the secret report while walking in front, and Ying Er followed behind.

suddenly

The corners of Xu Yuan's lips curled up with a chuckle.

After reading this secret report, he suddenly felt much better.

The situation on Su Jinxuan's side was not much different from what he guessed.

And he discovers that the pig teammate is not just a specialty of his side.

That Mr. Qin's subordinates also had a lot of pig teammates who were hungry for profit.

With a thought in his mind, he included this secret report in the Sumeru ring, and Xu Yuan asked out loud:

"Shadow, did you just go to see that fox?"

Shadow replied softly, "I haven't told you yet, but I've asked the maid who takes care of her." ”

"How's it going?"

"It seems that there is something wrong with her spirit, and she takes off the restraints, but she just curls up in the corner of the bed and doesn't speak."

"Is that so..."

Hearing this news, Xu Yuan did not feel much surprised.

It can only be said that it is not so.

In the previous life, people could drive people crazy by staying in a confined dark room where they could move for three days, not to mention that their hands and feet were deeply trapped and they couldn't move.

It's not surprising that the dead silence that seems to be forever lonely drives people crazy.

After a pause, Xu Yuan said softly:

"It's better not to have too long a criminal law to last, it will drive people crazy."

The shadow bowed slightly, and her voice fluctuated slightly:

"Well, I just asked the maid who fed the spiritual spring, and she said that the succubus demon body has been in extreme pain for ten years, and her body is constantly twisting and struggling on the bed, and she will not stop for a moment until she is exhausted."

After a pause,

Ying'er looked at Xu Yuan's eyes and was very serious:

"This punishment is weird, and it can be punished with black scales."

"......." Xu Yuan.

Shadow continued to say to herself:

"I have reported this criminal law to Lord Lou Ji, and according to the rules, a reward will be given to the third son."

Xu Yuan's eyelids jumped.

Lou Ji, one of his father's henchmen, is in charge of the Black Scale Guard.

A femme fatale woman who is dressed very coolly, but has a bewitching face.

In his memory, he saw each other in the Imperial Capital Xiangguo Mansion, and he was indeed enchanting, and he was indeed dressed very coolly.

However, thinking that a criminal law can be rewarded in the Black Scale Guard is something he Xu Yuan didn't expect.

Exhaling slightly, Xu Yuan asked softly:

"What's the reward?"

"Lord Lou Ji said that when the prince returns to the imperial capital, she will give it to you personally."

“......”

Hearing this, some bad memories came to mind, and Xu Yuan smiled playfully after noticing it:

"Heh... Help me tell Lou Ji's old aunt that my son doesn't look down on her reward. ”

Shadow was slightly silent, but nodded anyway:

"I'll tell you about Lord Lou Ji."

Xu Yuan waved his hand:

"Okay, let's not talk about this, where is the fox now?"

"Over there in Beiyuan."

"Take me over and see, I've got something to look for her."

“......”

Speechless all the way.

Half an hour later, the North Garden secret room.

Pouring Yuan Qi into his eyes, Xu Yuan was vaguely able to see the pitch-black stairway around him.

The shadow didn't follow.

At the end of the narrow staircase is a small cube secret room, and with the blessing of Yuan Qi, Xu Yuan faintly has a large bed in the middle of the secret room.

"Da... Da... Click..."

The sound of footsteps seemed to make the people in the big bed hear hope.

"Babbling...."

A faint rustling sound gradually came from the bed.

Eventually, Xu Yuan stopped at the side of the soft big bed.

Standing quietly for a long time, Xu Yuan exhaled slightly, and gently stroked the woman's tear-stained cheeks with the back of his hand.

Unexpected.

She didn't resist.

Instead, it was like a drowning man in the sea grabbing a piece of driftwood, rubbing his cheek against the only real feeling he could touch.......