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Du Juan is the object of their suspicion, the Nanliang spy targeting Long Chen.

The cuckoos were turned into meat dishes. They should have rejoiced in the misfortune, but in their hearts they felt sad that the rabbit had died and the fox had died.

Here, except for the sect leader, everyone is a spare meat dish.

"I'll ask Bai Xue tomorrow when the Changsheng Sect will attack the Upper House."

Long Chen would never allow Master Ziyun and Master Miaoyin to be made into meat dishes. He must master the timing of the Changsheng Sect's attack.

Master Ziyun said: "I feel like you are a little impatient. The more critical the moment is, the more calm you must be. Don't be impatient. Be careful to make mistakes!"

Long Chen nodded and said: "Yes, I am a little impatient. Don't be impatient."

The owner of Miaoyin hugged Long Chen and said: "You should rest early, your body is exhausted now."

Long Chen shook his head and said: "Today's work is not done yet."

Master Ziyun and Master Miaoyin looked at Long Chen distressedly, but there was nothing they could do.

Long Chen took out a bottle from the cabinet, with two bottles inside.

This is a porcelain vase. Long Chen asked for it, saying it could be used as a chamber pot.

Taking out a porcelain bottle, Long Chen rolled up his sleeves, his arms were covered in scars.

Long Chen used a dagger to cut the vein, and the blood flowed out of the vein and dripped into the porcelain bottle.

The blood quickly solidified into ice, and the inside was red.

When it was almost done, Long Chen pressed the wound and sat on the bed.

Master Ziyun poured a cup of tea, and Master Miaoyin brought hot water.

After a while, the wound had scabbed over.

The good thing about my body now is that the wound heals quickly and it doesn’t hurt even if it is cut.

The owner of Miaoyin washed Long Chen's arm and said distressedly: "It would be great if we could bleed for you."

Long Chen had to bleed once every two days, which made them feel extremely distressed.

Long Chen smiled and said: "How can I be willing to let my sister bleed? It's just that my physical strength has declined after bleeding and I can't make my sister happy."

Miaoyin frowned and said, "How long have you been talking about this?"

Master Ziyun said: "Get some rest, it's getting late."

Long Chen was lying on his back, Master Ziyun was on the left, and Master Miaoyin was on the right. The feeling of hugging him from left to right was so refreshing.

The next morning, Long Chen went out to eat and go up the mountain as usual.

When I went out, I left a stone on the side of the road.

When they arrived at the gate of the upper courtyard, Gan Xin and Mo Lin greeted each other as usual.

It has to be said that the assassin's psychological quality is very good. There are a lot of things hidden in his heart and his face is calm, which is completely invisible.

Long Chen continued to go up and entered Guardian Zuo's courtyard.

Protector Zuo was sitting at the door, looking at the sea ice in the south in a daze.

Long Chen was a little surprised, does this Guardian Zuo have something on his mind?

"Master Protector, what are you looking at?"

"Where is the protector from? Eastern Zhou Dynasty or Nanliang Dynasty?"

Long Chen sat down next to Guardian Zuo. Guardian Zuo did not answer, but continued to look south.

It can be concluded from the look in his eyes that Protector Zuo is definitely thinking about something.

Who are you thinking of? Your former lover? Or your family?

After so many years, they must all be dead.

"Do you regret it, Lord Protector? You abandoned everything and entered here just to live a few more years."

Long Chen looked at Protector Zuo and asked.

I thought that Protector Zuo would deal with it indifferently, but I didn't expect that Protector Zuo sighed slightly and said, "You're here too, aren't you?"

Long Chen smiled and said: "I have nothing to worry about. I will come as soon as I come."

Protector Zuo glanced at Long Chen coldly, stood up and said: "Start practicing!"

Opening the stone door, Long Chen entered the secret room and sat down to practice. Guardian Zuo returned to the room.

At night, Long Chen came down the mountain, and Gan Xin and Mo Lin followed him to the room.

The two sat down and said, "I went to the meat and vegetable garden with King Wu last night, and nothing I saw today was normal."

I originally thought everything about the Changsheng Sect was good, but now that I know the truth, everything feels weird.

This is what psychology does.

If you add a filter if you like a place, you will feel that the air in this place is sweet, and you will not think about the truth behind it at all.

"King Wu, do we really have hope of survival?"

Mo Lin felt that the hope of leaving the Changsheng Sect alive was very slim.

They were not stupid. The two of them had been muttering for a whole day and both felt that the chance of Long Chen destroying the Changsheng Sect was very small.

If the Changsheng Sect cannot be destroyed, it is almost impossible to escape from here.

Surrounded by vast snowfields, there was no way to escape.

"You two, you know my past, Long Chengen's. Every time I fight for survival, you have to believe me."

"Another point is, it's not whether we can leave here alive, but we must leave alive!"

"Do you want to be made into meat? Nailed on a chair and have your blood drawn for dozens or hundreds of years?"

Gan Xin and Mo Lin felt a chill in their hearts.

What the Changsheng Sect did made even their assassins feel horrified.

This is what is called, even perverts feel perverted, extremely perverted.

"Yes, if we fail in the end, King Wu must kill us."

"Even if we die, it would be better than being turned into meat."

Gan Xing said very firmly.

Compared to being turned into meat and vegetables, death is a relief.

Long Chen said: "Don't worry, I'm more anxious than you are. When I return to Eastern Zhou Dynasty, I have two princesses waiting for me. I can't bear to die."

After hearing this, the two of them felt much more relaxed.

"Yes, King Wu's lovely wife and concubine are waiting for him at home. He will definitely come back alive."

Long Chen said: "Hurry up and practice. You can also practice during the day. They all know my identity anyway."

Gan Xin and Mo Lin also guessed it.

They all knew that Long Chen's identity was King Wu of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the Changsheng Sect knew better. There was nothing to hide.

After practicing, the two returned to the upper courtyard. Master Ziyun and Master Miaoyin arrived in the room.

After turning off the lights, the two of them practiced. Long Chen left the yard through the window and touched the woods to the north.

Long Chen hid against a tree, waiting for Bai Xue to arrive.

"Owner!"

Bai Xue suddenly came out from behind, startling Long Chen.

"You were already here?"

Long Chen asked in surprise.

Bai Xue said with a smile: "Yes, the master is calling, and Xue'er is looking forward to it."

"Why, master, don't you look forward to meeting Xue'er?"

Long Chen smiled and said: "How could it be? I like Xue'er the most."

Bai Xue hugged Long Chen, giggled and asked, "What do you like about Xue'er?"

Long Chen dragged Xueer into a hug and said, "I like Xueer's warm feeling."

Bai Xue asked with a smile: "Does the master like Xueer standing or squatting? Facing her or facing away?"

Long Chen said: "It's the same whether I'm standing or squatting. I'm just telling you to shut up."

Bai Xue asked with a smile: "Shut up, which mouth should you shut up?"

Long Chen asked with a smile: "Xue'er, how many mouths do you have?"

Bai Xue chuckled and said, "How good is the master? Xue'er is hungry, master."

Well, you still have to pay something.

Long Chen put down Bai Xue, then stood up while Bai Xue squatted down.

After a while, Bai Xue stood up, smiled and said, "Thank you, Master."

Long Chen fastened his belt and said, "I've been here for a while. When is the sect master going to take action against me?"

During this period of time, Long Chen felt that things were going too smoothly, which was a very bad feeling.

Just like when a pig is killed at home, the pig will be allowed to live a good life, which is considered hospice care.


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