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Chapter 51 Yan Jun Weilong Please follow up!(1/2)

Chapter 51 Yan Jun Weilong (please read it!)

'Late autumn.'

The First Emperor returned to the north, which also meant that Yun Zhongjun, who accompanied the First Emperor on his tour, would also return.

'Little Grandmaster.'

Chu Ci looked at the fireworks in the furnace.

Just three days ago, his strength had successfully reached the seventh innate realm, that is, the third level, the Little Grand Master.

According to his agreement with Shao Siming, after he reaches the rank of Little Grandmaster, Shao Siming will recommend him to Yun Zhongjun.

'The power difference between Tianjiu Realm and Tianqi Realm is nearly 30%. Before the end of autumn, I must reach Tianjiu Realm to keep my strength at the strongest possible state.'

After getting up, Chu Ci walked to the window.

After reaching the Tianjiu realm, Chu Ci still had one thing to do.

Go to Tongtian Tower, pay a visit to the Taoist Tianzong leader, and bring those words to the sloppy old man.

"The princess once said that that man is a gentleman."

Both mother and daughter's faces instantly turned pale.

Chu Ci glanced at Luo Zhiyu.

"threw."

Han Sanqian's name is known to everyone in Lieyang City. Various shops are opened all over Lieyang, and his wealth is enough to rank among the top ten in Lieyang City. Han Sanqian's real name is Luo Jiuqian.

It's hard to say whether Qing Ya will live or die.

"Hey, brother Chu, isn't your surname Chu?"

Ever since the Chu family moved into the Liuchuang Residence on Qianjin Street, Chu Ci simply stopped hiding it and directly told his family his identity.

However, at this moment, Chu Yu and Song Kao were discussing how to cut the cloth, and they did not notice the horse rushing towards them at all.

"Drive! Drive...!"

Luo Zhiyu was slightly stunned by Chu Ci's words, but he immediately came to his senses.

Dengxian Tower, small courtyard.

When officers and soldiers appeared, the whole city was in chaos. Chu Yu was pushed back by the panicked crowd.

However, the expected severe pain from the impact did not come.

Suddenly, a group of tall horses galloped over, and the crowd hurriedly gave way.

Xiao Bai, who was teasing a mouse in the corner, caught the mouse in his mouth, curled the tail of his arrow around the magic sword placed against the wall, and followed him.

At some unknown time, there were three figures standing there under the setting sun.

"Girl, hurry up."

Perhaps in this world, Chu Jiuge is the only one who knows that what Qingya wants is not the response of the crowd at all, but perhaps just a small courtyard, a piano, and a confidant who can understand her music.

"Woo..."

"Xiaobai, come back."

Xiaobai was swinging on the swing, with his tail swaying with his twin ponytails.

The right-hand man of the wealthy businessman Han Sanqian.

The black-armored army general dragged the young man to the ground and suddenly drew his sword.

After Chu Qinghe learned that Chu Ci was following Han Sanqian to make a fortune, he nodded and just warned a few nonsense words such as, 'Wealth cannot be promiscuous. A gentleman loves money and seeks it in the right way'.

Chu Yu was so frightened that he closed his eyes and screamed.

Luo Zhiyu walked to Chu Ci and also looked out the window.

Chu Ci took another look at the Young Envoy's Garden in Lieyang Harem, then turned around and left.

It was a young man with a tall and straight posture, a handsome and resolute face, and he was slowly withdrawing his fists.

"I never go to a dirty place like Changle Tower."

Lieyang City, Fang City.

The young man just punched the horse's head, and the horse neighed and fell to the ground. The young man on the horse was even thrown away, and was held up by a man in black armor who flew out of the air. The young man looked ugly and started to curse.

From here, you can overlook the entire Lieyang Harem, including the Young Envoy's Villa where Qingya is located.

Chu Ci murmured and repeated the last four words of Luo Zhiyu's words.

One set was re-installed on the sycamore tree in the small courtyard, one set was installed in the main hall of the home on Qianjin Street, and the other set was made into a mini version of the Thousand-leaf Raging Lotus, which is carried with you everywhere.

Their parents, Chu Qinghe and Song Mei, and their younger sister, Chu Yu, are not martial arts practitioners. With such a mini version of the Thousand Leaves Angry Lotus, they will not be helpless when encountering danger.

Chu Ci stood up and looked at these three people.

"Less than 10%."

One set was used when dealing with Wangdonglai's demonic body.

"Princess should not enter the blazing sun."

And this thing can also be given to others for self-defense.

Subconsciously he opened his eyes, and a side face came into Chu Yu's eyes.

Song Mei and Chu Yu walked out of a silk and satin shop. Both mother and daughter were very happy. In the past, they would not even dare to enter this kind of silk and satin shop.

"Someone, take it down!"

"You are so bold and crazy, how dare you hurt Young Master Hu Lai!"

"Xiang Tianyu!"

In an instant, a large number of officers and soldiers came out from behind.

"However, even if it is only 10%, I, the Third Clan of the Qing Kingdom, will give everything I have to fight."

"Woooo..."

Luo Zhiyu gave him ten pieces of angry lotus materials, and Chu Ci assembled a total of four sets.

The young man turned his head to look at Chu Yu, grinned, and then rushed directly towards the killing officers and soldiers.

"The man's surname is Chu. The princess met the piano master at Changle Tower."

In addition, Chu Qinghe was promoted to a government official in Lieyang Mansion, and his monthly salary increased several times.

It is the probability of rescuing Qingya from Lieyang Palace after the assassination.

The young man raised his head slightly, showing no fear at all.

The person on the left has a black mask, a high-waisted ponytail, and is holding a seven-foot wind-cutting sword.

"..."

"How sure are you?"

"Throw away the mouse."

Chu Ci, on the other hand, was sitting cross-legged on the trunk of a sycamore tree, assembling a new "Thousand-leaf Angry Lotus".

The full version of Thousand-leaf Furious Lotus can directly kill the little master-level monsters, and the defense of monsters is generally stronger than that of humans. This means that even if the mini version of Thousand-leaf Furious Lotus cannot kill the little master, it can at least seriously injure it.

At the end of Youshi, the summer sun sets later.

……………………

"Xiaobai, get some wine."

Having said this, Luo Zhiyu was stunned and turned to look at Chu Ci.

Chu Ci also put on the summer robe distributed to the elders by Dengxianlou. It was black and white, made of soft silk, and was very cool.

"The princess has a wish. She wants to meet someone. Luo Zhiyu is incompetent. For more than half a year, he has not been able to help the princess find that person."

"It's a pleasure to have guests come."

Song Kai, who has always been struggling to run a family, would take Chu Yu to the market from time to time to buy some items that he wanted to buy in the past but couldn't bear to part with.

The 10% that Luo Zhiyu said was not the assassination of Emperor Ying.

By the time Chu Yu reacted, it was already too late.

"The masters of the three clans of the Qing Kingdom, Luo, Liu, and Sima, have arrived in Lieyang City one after another. However, Lieyang Palace is very forbidden and there are many powerful people. Even if they don't know the location, there are many Ji Dao masters lurking in this palace.

Five."

The cool summer wind mixed with heat blew by, and the sycamore leaves rustled.

Luo Zhiyu's voice was determined, he was determined to die.

Chu Ci prepared to make mini versions of the next six materials. Although the mini version is not as powerful as the full version, it is more convenient.

Before leaving, Chu Ci left a thousand taels of silver at home at one time, which was enough for the family to spend as they pleased.
To be continued...
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