No fault can be found in this explanation. It is impossible to sit back and watch if someone's house is illegally broken into, not to mention that it is the palace.

After a long while, Xie Zhiwei sighed and said, "I won't punish anyone, and you don't have to blame yourself. It's not your fault."

Mu Qi raised his head, revealing half of his face: "Master really doesn't blame the disciple?"

Although Xie Zhiwei still couldn't see his face, his eyes were very bright, and the color of the water was still faintly visible in his eyes, like the waves shone by the stars and moon.

Xie Zhiwei said, "Well, I don't blame you." Those who were wronged, who didn't know, thought it was because I blocked the way and robbed me, or it was because of robbery...

But no matter how wronged he was, he couldn't be too nice to him, even if he wanted to be nicer to him... he couldn't let him know.

Xie Zhiwei felt that maybe he cared too much about the male protagonist in the past, so that this innocent and beautiful virgin who had never been close to women, and even hated women because of Cheng Daoxiu, had gone astray, thinking that men are true love.

If you cool him a little, maybe his mind will lighten.

The corner of Mu Qi's mouth seemed to be hooked, but his voice was lowered again: "But the master is still so indifferent to the disciple... Anyway, the disciple is here, as long as he sees that the master is safe, he will be relieved."

Eh?

Xie Zhi was stunned. In fact, as soon as the male protagonist appeared, Xie Zhiwei was ready to learn from him. He never expected that the male protagonist would say such a generous thing. No, this can no longer be considered generous, it's called bullying.

Is this, this, or the stallion male protagonist who is the only one in Ritian Grassland?

...No, since he bent, it went against the image in the original book.

Xie Zhiwei couldn't help but said, "You..."

Mu Qi suddenly raised his hand, and a blue brilliance lit up beside Xie Zhiwei's body, and became even brighter when he touched Xie Zhiwei's fingertips.

This is Qingping Sword.

Xie Zhiwei's brows moved, and before he could react, Qingpingjian and his divine sense had already sensed it. Immediately, there was a lingering sound, and after a while, the sword energy and Xie Zhiwei's spiritual energy attracted each other, like a long-lost old friend.

Qingpingjian recognized the original owner.

But there was a little strange spiritual power in his sword qi, which came from Mu Qi.

The Qingping Sword is an ancient artifact with many extraordinary features. Among them, it is the owner that it has recognized, it will remember. This is also the reason why Xie Zhiwei was not rejected by it before.

Xie Zhiwei sighed, "What is this for?"

Mu Hao said softly: "No one will stop Master from returning to Dao Sect. This Qingping sword disciple has been preserved for many years and is now returned to Master. I just hope that when Master sees it, occasionally... I can think of my disciple. Just take it. It is protecting the master for the disciple."

Hearing what he said so pitifully, Xie Zhiwei couldn't help but think of the image of the stallion in the original book, hugging from left to right, with countless harems. There is no reason to beg for pity from others only if he is charitable to others.

Such a comparison...it's really pitiful.

Xie Zhiwei was silent for a moment, then said, "Are you planning to talk to your teacher like this all the time today?"

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the mountains and forests are deep. It is really weird that the two men are talking to each other in the air, but they can't see each other's faces clearly.

Mu Qi's eyelashes trembled, just as he was about to say something, he suddenly swayed.

With this action, his upper body was slightly illuminated by the Qingping sword, and his pale, bloodless face entered Xie Zhiwei's field of vision.

The color of his lips also faded to almost white, as if the spiritual power that Xie Zhiwei had previously delivered did not exist.

Xie Zhiwei took a step forward subconsciously: "How could this be?" He also took the second step.

However, Mu Qian seemed to be afraid of him coming, and turned around very quickly: "It's nothing, Master doesn't have to...cough."

He bent over, clutched his chest and coughed twice, his voice hoarse.

Xie Zhiwei walked towards him and said solemnly, "Let the teacher take a look."

Mu Qian said, "Master... take care."

Then, a red lotus brilliance bloomed all over his body, but it was obviously much dimmer than before. As soon as the red lotus petals opened and closed, a twisted crack opened in the void, he dodged in without looking back, and the brilliance disappeared immediately.

But in the blink of an eye, the maple tree was empty.

Xie Zhiwei took a step and widened his eyes in disbelief.

However, he had no idea what he was unbelieving.

A call came from outside the forest: "Engong, so you are in the forest, what's the matter?"

Xie Zhiwei suddenly looked around, and it turned out that he had entered the forest so far.

After another ten steps, he walked under the maple tree.

He turned around, and Tantai Meng, who was dressed in white, was looking curiously in front of the carriage outside the forest.

He involuntarily curled his fingers and smiled: "It's alright, a white-eyed wolf came into the woods just now, and I've driven him away."

"My lord, everything my subordinates said is true, and I dare not make any false reports."

The King of Kyushu tapped the table with his fingertips, his expression as usual: "Are you sure, Chu Zhi is calling that person Second Senior Brother?"

"Yes, my lord. The ranked subordinates of the Yujing Taoist Sect have heard a bit about it. There are three brothers in Chu Zhiye, and the second one is..." Wuyan kept secret.

The beating on the desk stopped.

The King of Kyushu said word by word: "So, Wang Er disobeyed me for him?"

Wuyan didn't dare to take it down, and buried his head even lower.

In the stove, a thin line of sandalwood rose light smoke, which was the only movement at the moment, and he didn't dare to let out the air.

Suddenly there was a low laugh from the seat, and he heard the King of Kyushu say: "Okay, very good."

The embers of sandalwood on the edge of the incense burner were suddenly swept away by a slight wave of air, and floated in the void for a moment, just landing on the faceless shoulder.

Wuyan immediately crouched down on the ground: "My lord, calm down."

Wuyan had not seen such a reaction from the King of Kyushu for a long time.

From many years ago, he has been like an idle cloud and a wild crane, and he no longer takes anything to heart. Since the prince returned to the mansion, he has been more leisurely and self-satisfied these years, and he rarely even frowned.

So Wuyan almost forgot that his master also stepped on countless corpses to make military exploits. But if the tiger temporarily withdraws its minions, will the brutality in its bones be wiped out?

At this time, the master was angry, and actually brought up the only remaining spiritual power. It seems that the prince has disappointed him this time.

Can't imagine what will happen next.

I don't know how long it took before the king of Kyushu slowly opened his mouth: "Do you think this king is angry?"

Wuyan was startled, and hurriedly said: "This subordinate made a blunder, and the subordinate should not criticize the master."

"You are wrong, shameless." The King of Kyushu took a deep breath and said lightly: "The king has no time to pay attention to those Arabian Nights. Wang'er has always been obedient, and will never go against the book for an irrelevant person.King."

"Yes."

Wuyan reconciled, and was deeply surprised.

The lord actually didn't want to look into it.Could it be that the tiger's hostility has really disappeared?Or licking the calf deeply, and the prince is unwilling to embarrass the prince?

"Get up, you're doing well."

The King of Kyushu calmed down, "Wang'er is not in good health recently, and this king is really worried. I heard that a few days ago, there was a small courtyard in the back of the mansion, and Wang'er seems to be quite attentive."

Wuyan asked cautiously, "Your Highness means..."

The King of Kyushu put a finger on his forehead and pressed it lightly, and said a little tiredly, "This king has only one son, Wang'er. I always want to take care of him more, but it's not good to ask about it... Do you understand?"

Wuyan bowed his head and bowed: "The subordinate understands that the subordinate must try his best to inquire about this person for the prince, and this matter will definitely not disturb the prince."