"Mr. He, it's good that you're here. The Lone King just got the news and is about to pick you up. Seeing He Zhi and his party appear, Gongsun Wuji seemed to be relieved.

"Someone, send a few cups of ginger soup. Then prepare hot water and let a few gentlemen bathe and change clothes. Turning around, Gongsun Wuji gave an order to the guards beside him, and then showed a hint of sadness and said to He Zhi, "Mr. Jiang was poisoned to death in order to save me." It's me who I'm sorry for a couple of gentlemen. Mr. Ho, please pay your respects. ”

He Zhi looked at Gongsun Wuji, who bowed to the end, his lips moved, but he still didn't say anything after all.

At this moment, what can He Zhi say? Accusing Gongsun Wuji of killing Jiang Yuetian? Or reprimanding him for why he couldn't win a fair competition environment for his group?

Jiang Yuetian is dead and cannot be resurrected.

"Sixth Highness, there is no need to say any more superfluous words. The deceased is gone, and we don't mean to blame you. However, at today's martial arts exercise, Senior Brother Jiang and Senior Brother He were killed and injured, and they were unable to continue to fight in the short term. So we came here this time to ask His Highness Six to help. At this time, Ding Lu took over the task of communicating with Gongsun Wuji, and arched his hand and said.

"Ah, several gentlemen were invited to Beijing by this king. The matter of a few gentlemen is the matter of my grandson Wuji. I just don't know what a few gentlemen want this king to do?" Gongsun Wuji nodded solemnly, and also said to Ding Lu, "If a few gentlemen just want to hold off for a few days and let Mr. He recover his combat strength, then this king can play his father and let you avoid the battle for a few days on the grounds that Mr. Jiang has suffered misfortune." However, in the opinion of this king, I am afraid that this is not the best choice for all gentlemen. ”

"Oh, what advice does His Highness have for you?"

"I don't dare to advise, but this king has some heartfelt words, which must be said to a few gentlemen. Today, Mr. Jiang is killing in the Martial Temple, although the pleasure is happy, but the trouble is not small. Especially the fact that Mr. Jiang killed the first Jin Shengxi of Luo Tianmen Martial Hall, I am afraid that it will annoy Luo Tianmen. If your faction continues to fight in the imperial martial arts, I am afraid that Luo Tianmen will not give up. Gongsun Wuji pondered for a moment and continued, "Actually, if you gentlemen are willing, it is best to withdraw from the imperial martial arts now. The rule of performing martial arts in front of the emperor is not just based on victory or defeat. When the final decision was made, it was discussed by many noble and dignitary ministers who participated in the exercise. With Mr. Jiang's performance today, even if your faction withdraws from martial arts now, it will be able to enter the top ten in the end. It's enough to be famous all over the world. ”

Gongsun Wuji said sincerely, but he was really thinking about the people of the Carefree Sect, even Ding Lu, who didn't like this person, couldn't help but groan.

Continuing to stay in the Imperial Martial Arts is indeed an extremely risky choice.

Not to mention that He Zhi is now seriously injured, even if Ding Lu can find a way to recover He Zhi in just a few days, it is not appropriate for them to continue to stay in the martial arts exercise in front of the emperor.

If the Imperial Martial Arts can finally rank in the top ten, it will be equivalent to completing the main quest of the Qiankun Palace. At least people will not lose their lives on this issue. The rest is to try to save Gongsun Wuji's life. As long as Gongsun Wuji does not die, He Zhi and his group of four will be able to get shelter.

This point seems to coincide with the mission of the Qiankun Palace.

"Good ......" thought about it again and again, and Ding Lu still planned to agree to Gongsun Wuji's request after all.

However, before the word "good" in Ding Lu's mouth came out, He Zhi behind her suddenly spoke.

"If we still want to participate in the Imperial Martial Arts, how long can you fight for us?"

"This ......" Gongsun Wuji was stunned for a moment, then frowned and said, "Maybe you can avoid the battle for three days." ”

"Three days is not enough. He Zhi immediately shook his head.

"What does Mr. He mean?"

"At least seven days. ”

"Seven days...... This ......" Gongsun Wuji paused for a long time, still looking very embarrassed.

"In our hometown, there is a legend. The soul of the deceased does not leave immediately, but hovers near his corpse. At this time, his relatives and friends need to be by his side to watch his soul and show his soul the way back. After seven days, the soul of the deceased can enter the door to the afterlife. Senior Brother Jiang has no relatives in this world, only us. Therefore I will keep a vigil for him for seven days. Please fulfill the Sixth Highness. He Zhi's voice was cold, without a trace of anger.

As he spoke, a gust of wind blew into the hall, as if the soul of a deceased was actually wandering nearby. Gongsun Wuji's face suddenly turned a little pale, and even a few of the guards behind him couldn't help but shudder.

"Okay, since this is the custom of your gentlemen's hometown, how can this king let Mr. Jiang's soul have no place to return? However, seven days is indeed too long, and the king is not sure whether his father will approve it. If not, please don't be surprised. Gongsun Wuji said with a wry smile.

"Of course, we will not embarrass the Sixth Highness. If it really doesn't work, then forget it. When the time comes, according to what His Royal Highness the Sixth Highness said, we will directly withdraw from the imperial martial arts. ”

"Good. This king will do his best. Fulfill Mr. Ho's wish. Gongsun Wuji also nodded as if relieved, and then ordered his subordinates to take He Zhi and his party to take a bath and rest.

Regarding He Zhi's request, Gongsun Wuji was really very attentive. When He Zhi and the others were bathing, he had already hurried to meet the emperor. By the time He Zhi and the others finished resting and changed their clothes, Gongsun Wuji had already rushed back with a happy face.

The emperor agreed to He Zhi's request. Even the emperor gave an extra day in order to show his compassion for the martial arts powerhouse. He was just asked to return to participate in the imperial martial arts after eight days.

During these eight days, the position of the Loose Sect will stay at the "sixth place" position when they defeated the Duke of Qin.

Compared with Gongsun Wuji's excitement, He Zhi didn't show too much joy, but just lightly thanked Gongsun Wuji, and then put forward a request to leave the palace.

With an eight-day "vacation", there was no need for He Zhi and the others to continue to stay in the palace. And it also adds unpredictable dangers. What's more, Jiang Yuetian's body also needs to be buried.

Therefore, Gongsun Wuji still agreed to He Zhi's request, and even in order to reflect the attitude of Corporal Lixian, he personally sent He Zhi and his party away, and found a piece of feng shui treasure to be Jiang Yuetian's cemetery.

He Zhi thanked Gongsun Wuji for his kindness, and found a place to bury Jiang Yuetian in the wilderness outside the capital, and then built a grass house next to it and lived alone.

That night, a black-clothed and masked figure came outside He Zhi's cottage. took off the mask, but it was Ding Lu.

He Zhi pushed open the simple wooden door of the grass house, and as soon as the two saw each other, Ding Lu couldn't help frowning and asked, "He Zhi, what do you want to do?"