生活片三级

Half an hour later, Wei Ting, Ghostfear, Wei Liulang, Ling Yun, Jing Yi, and the recovered Senior Brother Qian Yao set off for the Assassin Alliance overnight.

The Palace Lord, Wei Xu, and Wei Qing stayed behind in the Hundred Flowers Palace.

Jiang Guanchao was a very vengeful person. Everyone who had trespassed the Assassin Alliance, including Ling Yun, was treated as a thorn in his side.

Therefore, even if Ling Yun was Xiahou Qing’s biological son, Jiang Guanchao would not give Yun Lin face.

“What are the chances of winning?” Ghostfear asked.

“I don’t know.” Wei Liulang shook his head.

Ghost Fear: “I’m asking Little Seven.”

Wei Liulang said, “Oh.”

Wei Ting said, “Less than 30%.”

Ghostfear frowned. “Is Jiang Guanchao so stubborn?”

Wei Ting said, “I mean the chance of seeing Jiang Guanchao.”

Ghostfear was speechless.

Wei Ting said, “The probability of Jiang Guanchao supporting Ling Yun is less than ten percent.”

Ghost Fear and Wei Liulang gasped.

Jing Yi said, “Then if the City Lord really passes the position of City Lord to Ling Yun, won’t Jiang Guanchao listen to Ling Yun?”

Wei Ting thought for a moment and said, “If that day really comes, perhaps he will listen. However, he will definitely not agree to help Ling Yun fight for the position of City Lord easily.”

Wei Liulang curled his lips. “Why don’t we let him be killed by Xiahou Yi!”

Although he said that, he actually understood that with Jiang Guanchao and the Assassin Alliance around, if Jiang Guanchao died, the Assassin Alliance would slowly become Xiahou Yi’s.

The lesser of two evils.

“Why do you still insist on doing something that’s almost impossible?”

Ling Yun spoke softly.

Ghost Fear said unrestrainedly, “This is the morale of the Wei family!”

Wei Liulang clenched his fists!

Jing Yi also clenched his fists!

Wei Ting looked at him in relief. His son was so obedient.

Jing Yi’s face darkened. Draw your sword!

–

The moon was dark and windy.

A carriage quickly left the City Lord Manor and stepped onto the path to the Assassin Alliance.

The carriage was so bumpy that Steward Chang’s intestines were about to break.

Cang Lang supported him and said, “Godfather, why don’t we rest for a while?”

Steward Chang said with a pale face, “No… Since Second Grandfather already knows the whereabouts of the City Lord Seal, he will definitely rush to the Assassin Alliance without stopping. We can’t let them beat us to it!”

Cang Lang looked at him meaningfully. “It’s just going to be hard on you, Godfather.”

Steward Chang held his stomach in pain. “It’s fine… My old life… is not worth pitying…”

Cang Lang sneered.

–

After Wei Ting and the others set off, Su Xiaoxiao lay on the bed and tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

Thinking of Wei Ting’s words before he left, Su Xiaoxiao’s ears tingled. She hugged the pillow and rolled back and forth.

In the courtyard, the Slave Killer was throwing Wei Xiaobao high again. Wei Xiaobao laughed.

Su Xiaoxiao threw the pillow aside, got out of bed, opened the door, and walked out.

In the room next door, the Saintess opened her eyes and lifted the blanket to come out.

Su Xiaoxiao brought the Saintess to the dungeon of the Hundred Flower Palace.

Currently, there was only one prisoner imprisoned in the dungeon—the courtesan in green from the Drunken Dreams Pavilion.

Su Xiaoxiao already knew her name. It was Qing’er.

A portion of her cultivation was absorbed by the Saintess and half was left for her, mainly to resist the burning aura in her body. Otherwise, she would have died long ago.

She ate, drank, and slept well in the dungeon of the Hundred Flower Palace. After a period of time, her face had become round.

When Su Xiaoxiao went to see her, she was sitting cross-legged on the ground, pinching the flesh on her waist with a bitter expression.

“Ahem.”

Su Xiaoxiao cleared her throat.

Qing’er immediately retracted her hand and looked at Su Xiaoxiao coldly. “Why are you here? Why aren’t you sleeping in the middle of the night?”

Su Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows. “Aren’t you not asleep either?”

Qing’er couldn’t be bothered to argue with her. “I want to drink water. I’ve been calling for a long time, but there’s not a single disciple guarding me!”

Su Xiaoxiao said calmly, “It’s already tiring to guard you during the day. Why? Do you want them to guard you at night?”

The corners of Qing’er’s mouth twitched.

She had never seen a dungeon so unlike a dungeon.

Su Xiaoxiao pulled open the cell door.

Qing’er was stunned. She looked at the chain that fell when she pulled it. “It’s… it’s not locked?”

Su Xiaoxiao walked in calmly. “Yes.”

Qing’er was speechless.

What kind of strange place was the Hundred Flowers Palace?

They didn’t even lock the cell door?

No wonder your dungeon was empty. All the prisoners had run away!

Su Xiaoxiao sat down opposite her.

The Saintess and Su Xiaoxiao were in sync, but she sat like a serious little frog.

Su Xiaoxiao said, “You’ve been captured and thrown into the Hundred Flowers Palace for so long, but your master doesn’t seem to have sent anyone to save you.”

Qing’er said, “Don’t sow discord between me and my lord.”

Su Xiaoxiao wagged her index finger. “No, I’m here to tell you good news about your lord.”

Qing’er looked at Su Xiaoxiao suspiciously.

Su Xiaoxiao smiled and said, “Your lord has become the City Lord. However, he doesn’t have the City Lord Seal in his hand. I used the City Lord Seal to trick him to the Assassin Alliance. He will soon die in Jiang Guanchao’s hands.”

Qing’er looked deeply at Su Xiaoxiao and snorted. “My lord won’t fall for it.”

Su Xiaoxiao smiled. “Whether he falls for it or not, the City Lord Seal is in my hands. As long as I take out the City Lord Token, the four major sects will be under my command. Your lord is dead meat!”

Qing’er sneered disdainfully. “How stupid! Do you really think my lord will lose to a mere City Lord Seal after scheming for so many years? The Heavenly Jade Hall and the Thousand Possibilities Pavilion are already in my lord’s hands. Only your Hundred Flowers Palace and the Assassin Alliance are stubborn! When my lord gets rid of you, no one in the entire Thousand Mountains Island will dare to contend with him!”

Su Xiaoxiao chuckled. “Stop daydreaming. Lou Bufan is already dead. How can Xiahou Yi control the Thousand Possibilities Pavilion? As for the Heavenly Jade Hall, it’s even more impossible. Everyone knows that Ji Minglou is deeply in love with my mother. How can he bear to attack my mother’s Hundred Flowers Palace?”

Qing’er said arrogantly, “Lou Bufan is dead, but his son is still around. If Madam Pavilion Master can kill her husband, can she do the same to her son? Also, the Ji Minglou you mentioned, his mother, Min Ningwan, is the lord’s woman. Didn’t you know long ago?”

Su Xiaoxiao smiled in satisfaction. “Thank you for your information.”

Qing’er’s smile froze. “You tricked me!”

Su Xiaoxiao waved her hand. “I’ll leave first.”

Qing’er flew into a rage out of humiliation. “You despicable woman! You didn’t sleep in the middle of the night and deliberately came to get information from me!”

Su Xiaoxiao left without looking back.

Qing’er suddenly raised her fist.

The Saintess stood in front of her and looked at her expressionlessly.

Qing’er gritted her teeth and retracted her fist, punching the ground!

Damn it.

She had eaten too much recently and her brain was oily!

Even her vigilance had become poor!

Wait, the woman said that the cell door here was not locked.

She had to hurry up and escape to inform the lord!

After the Saintess left, Qing’er hurriedly pounced over and grabbed the chain.

Unexpectedly, she couldn’t move it at all.

Ahhh!

What a detestable woman!

She lied to her!!!

“Second Brother.”

After Su Xiaoxiao returned to the Flying Cloud Palace, she told Wei Qing what she had gotten from Qing’er.

Wei Qing was not surprised.

Although he had been on the island late and had never fought Xiahou Yi head-on, it was not difficult to deduce from their words that this person was extremely shrewd and had extremely high methods.