Zong Zhengshen made a living in the palace from childhood to adulthood, and was used to being insincere and not showing his emotions.

This was the first time that the secret guards saw the three high princess who had always been calm and calm, and they were so angry and even panicked after hearing the news.

Meng De glanced at Dark Guard with quite sympathy.

Since the Third Prince met that Young Master Tang, he has never been as normal as before.

The secret guard gritted his teeth and repeated again: "The Poison Immortal Sect has captured the person. It may be a lot of danger."

"What are you doing for? What are you doing? What is the Poison Immortal Sect? You can't beat them? Let them capture people? Do you forget how this king explained it?"

The secret guard lowered his head, his body trembled slightly, and repeated Zong Zhengshen's original order: "Look at her, there is no mistake."

Zong Zhengshen picked up the porridge bowl at his hand and smashed it on the secret guard: "That's how you stare at her?"

The kitchen cooked for an hour and fed all the secret guards' shoulders and backs.

Holding the heat coming from his back, the secret guard raised his head and opened his mouth. He thought about how to explain it, and lowered his head again.

Zong Zheng glanced carefully at Meng De. Meng De immediately understood and said to the secret guard: "Speak straight away if you have anything to say. Don't hesitate. If you don't say it now, you won't have the chance to say it in the future."

The secret guard then stuttered the reason: "When you go back to your highness, we have been protecting our wholehearted efforts in secret, and we are not embarrassed. Unexpectedly, another group of people always compete with us and rushes forward in everything. They also set obstacles for us from time to time. We were so angry that we didn't want to embarrass Your Highness, and fought with that group of people, just like that, just like that..."

"Another group of people?" Meng De looked at Zong Zhengshen in confusion. Seeing that he seemed to be confident and knew everything, he immediately understood and nodded, "The other group of people is from Shura Palace?"

The secret guard nodded quickly and replied: "Yes, the moves and ways of acting are undoubtedly from Shura Palace."

He carefully glanced at Zong Zhengshen, pondered his mood at the moment from his face, and added: "The people in Shura Palace are now in chaos. They are trying to find a way to save people."

"Let's go ahead and lead the way. I want to know the Poison Immortal Sect."

When Zong Zhengshen heard the "other group of people", he knew that it was arranged by the end of the nine categories.

Originally, two groups of people should be foolproof to protect one person.

Unexpectedly, because of the two fights, the Poison Immortal Sect took advantage of the loophole.

Now Ran Shaotang is probably worried about his life.

Zong Zhengshen was about to leave, but the person who had been hiding in the corner and had never spoken, finally said, "Slow down. No."

Meng De and the Secret Guard breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Mr. Cheng should have dealt with it long ago. The Third Prince can still listen to his words.

Zong Zhengshen raised his eyebrows unhappily and looked at Cheng who was sitting in the dark, saying, "Why not?"

"It is not the monarch who takes risks to himself. Some things need to be done by the people below, so why do you have to do them yourself?" In fact, what Cheng Wei wants to say is that taking risks for a little girl is not worth it. But if you say it bluntly, with his personality, he will definitely not listen.

Only by placing his interests into danger can he seriously consider his suggestions.

"You only have four words to say, right, not a monarch. I am not a monarch, and I will not treat human life as cold-blooded as my father. I am not a monarch, so I can save the people I want to save without weighing the gains and losses. Cheng Ying asked you, will you follow a monarch who is cold-blooded and ignores his own nature?"

"Meng De, come with me to save people. Take the little genius doctor." Zong Zhengshen blew away like a gust of wind.

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Cheng Wei, who left the expressionless, was crazy alone in the empty room: What kind of bullshit logic is this? Is Ran Shaotang your subordinate? Is this comparable?

In the end, Jiuchou had escaped for the eleventh time and was reported and caught back.

In Shura Palace, although he is the only young master except the palace master, as long as everyone has the order from the palace master, they will not dare to let the young master do it without permission.

Everyone in the Shura Palace still remembers five years ago, the thirteen-year-old Zhong Jiuchou was just taken to the Shura Palace by the palace master to be appointed as the young master.

A qualified person is not convinced and secretly wants to stumbling and bully him.

For some reason, the palace master learned about this and killed the man who bullied Zhong Jiuchou overnight.

The palace master said: Anyone who is disrespectful to the young master will be killed without mercy.

Therefore, no one in the Shura Palace dared to disobey the Nine Categories.

Zhong Jiuchou gradually established prestige through his own efforts over the past five years.

No matter what is above and below, there is no consent.

However, the palace master said that the young master should not go anywhere to nourish his body, and the Shura Palace all supported the palace master's decision.

Even if Su Lun is in harmony with the outside world, there is no way out in the nine categories.

Liu raised the silver needle between his fingers high and stabbed it hard on the acupoint of Zhong Jiuchou. He groaned and asked, "Do you want to stab me to death?"

Liu Yishou then took several needles and said, "It will be worry-free if you kill you. How much effort did I take to snatch you back from the King of Hell. Do you think you can rest assured now? Wrong! Your half foot is still in the palm of the King of Hell. The Palace Master gave this death order, don't be upset. He is for your own good. The Palace Master has been treating you like a parent-child for so many years, and the position of the Palace Master of the Shura Palace will be passed on to you in the future. If you have three longs and two shorts, wouldn't the Palace Master be in vain for many years?"

"Did I say I want to be the palace lord?" Jiuchou finally had a face.

Liu Yishou: "If you don't want to be it, you can't be it?"

The old man thought to himself, would you please try leaving?

In the end, Jiuchou was not unaware of his physical condition, but after he received news of Shaotang's difficulties, he could no longer rest.

"Uncle Shou, don't you always want to go back to Jingshan to take a look. If you are willing to help me this time, I will definitely take you to see the leader of the Medicine King Sect. How can you compete with each other and who is better?"

Liu Yishou snorted: "Stop fooling me, the old man. Who is so powerful has decided the winner and loser from you? You have traveled thousands of miles to be a closed disciple for others. I, the old man, beg you every day and you are unwilling to study medicine. Why do you think I'm going there? Burning mountains?"

When I mention this, I feel that it is my own hidden pain.

The person I have to work hard to train has become someone else's apprentice. Who would be happy?

Finally, Jiuchou knew that Old Man Liu was cautious in this matter, so he turned his head and looked at him, coaxed him: "Isn't that impossible? In order to complete the task, I always have to find an excuse to stay. Besides, it's not that I have to become a disciple. It's because people begged me to join the disciple."

"Oh!" Zhong Jiuchou sighed and advised with a bit arrogantly: "There is nothing you can do about this. Who told you to teach me so well? Isn't it just a disguised recognition that you are amazing?"
Chapter completed!