Chapter 102 Hitting the wall

The weather has been getting hotter and hotter recently, and even in the morning the room is a little stuffy.

Li Qingxuan looked at Huazhi who was sitting in front of the mirror dressing up. Her curves were becoming more and more perfect, especially in certain parts, which were obviously increasing in size.

This is inseparable from my long-term efforts.

Feeling Li Qingxuan's malicious gaze, Huazhi walked to the bed, grabbed the pillow and pushed his head down fiercely.

The two were having a rough fight. If it weren't for the fact that Huazhi had to go to court in the morning, Li Qingxuan couldn't help but want to fight with her.

"By the way, has there been anything unusual at Zhenbei King's place recently?"

Li Qingxuan asked while hiding under the quilt.

Every day after Huazhi got up, he would hide under the quilt and watch.

After Huazhi left, he continued to sleep.

"King Zhenbei? Why do you suddenly ask about him?"

Huazhi frowned slightly as she thought about the border incident.

It seems that both Dali and Beiyuan have been too calm recently, which makes her a little uncomfortable. She wonders what they are doing in private.

Huazhi didn't believe that they would really stop like this, they must be plotting something.

"I'm just curious."

"I heard that he is not very obedient to me, so my husband is going to find an opportunity to give him a good beating."

"Okay, remember to kick him twice for me."

Huazhi said with a smile.

She actually knew in her heart that even if she owned Langya Pavilion, her husband could not defeat the Zhenbei King now.

After putting on the dragon robe, Huazhi is about to set off.

After hearing Huazhi's order, Long Qingfeng stepped into the yard.

Lately, he has been frightened every day.

Generally speaking, you will keep a distance of more than ten meters from the yard to avoid seeing something you shouldn't see.

For the first time, Li Qingxuan did not sleep in and got up today.

Today he planned to go to Qin Xiaomo to discuss finding the Right Protector.

The right protector of the dignified Langya Pavilion has not even received any news for such a long time. As the pavilion master, I have the responsibility and obligation to find him.

Even if a pig you raise at home is lost, you should look for it.

Of course, this is a metaphor, not that the right protector is a pig.

"Commander Long, protect your majesty all the way."

Li Qingxuan warned.

Long Qingfeng nodded.

He had to personally escort Huazhi into the palace every day, and then immediately rush back to the courtyard non-stop to be responsible for Li Qingxuan's security work.

too difficult.

In Li Qingxuan's words, this is even more cruel than 996.

Shortly after Huazhi left, Li Qingxuan also went out.

"That dead scholar was actually arrested."

Balishan stood on the third floor of Fengmingxuan, opened the window and looked at the flow of people outside.

When the officers and soldiers of Daxia conducted a large-scale search yesterday, he knew the news that his companions had been arrested, so he left the yard in time.

Later, after asking around all the way, I found out that I could see the scene from Fengmingxuan at that time, so I came here to inquire about information and find love by the way.

"Yesterday, the middle-aged Confucian scholar captured a young man down there. Later, he carried the young man and ran over there."

Oiran Yu Mo rolled up her hair casually, revealing a large piece of her snow-white body, leaning against Mount Bali.

"At that time, I was just lying on the window looking at the scenery."

In fact, she just shows off her coquettishness to attract rich people to spend money with her.

"It seems that he was captured by the Tianyi Guards."

Balishan said casually.

"By the way, you are in the capital, do you know about Langya Pavilion?"

Because of his flexible tongue and generous spending, Balishan has been regarded as the top brother by Yu Mo.

"Of course I've heard of it. Not long ago, he beat up General Zuo of King Zhenbei, which caused a sensation in the capital."

"There are also experts from Beiyuan who have their heads hung on the city gate. I heard it was the left guardian of Langya Pavilion who did it."

"As for the identity of the pavilion master, it is even more mysterious."

"Really? I want to go to Langya Pavilion's headquarters to see if I can twist off the head of the pavilion master." Balishan said boldly.

"Giggle, uncle is really good at joking."

Yu Mojiao smiled.

The master of Langya Pavilion is a legend in the capital, but the guests who come to her place like to brag. After all, in front of the girl, even if you have three points of ability, you have to brag to ten points.

However, this distinguished guest named Ba was still very strong, which made her mouth hurt.

"Huh?"

Yu Mo suddenly expressed surprise.

"That young man seemed to be the one who was kidnapped before. He was safe and sound. I thought he was dead."

Speaking of this, Yu Mo suddenly remembered again.

"Isn't this the one who asked me about Ji Yunhai's information before?"

Thinking of Mr. Ji, Yu Mo felt sad for a while.

Speaking of which, Mr. Ji is handsome and rich. If Mr. Ji hadn't left, how would he have needed to show his face, attract new customers... and find new love?

"I go out for a while."

Balishan turned around and ran out of Fengmingxuan.

At this time, before the young man had gone far, Bali Shan quietly followed him.

Of course he wouldn't do it in public, that would only expose himself.

The middle-aged scribe thought that he was extremely smart and Balishan was just a vulgar warrior, but he did not know that the real smart one was Balishan.

Balishan would not do anything like stealing obscene clothes. In fact, the middle-aged scribe was exposed directly.

Following all the way to a place in Qingzhifang, Balishan sneered.

After entering the house, he can go in and question him. As long as he kills and silences him afterwards, who can find him?

"Your Excellency followed me all the way. He must be from Dali."

As soon as Balishan stepped into the house, he saw Li Qingxuan sitting there drinking tea.

"I didn't expect to be discovered by you."

Balishan was not nervous at all: "I have a few questions to ask you. Answer them obediently, or I will break your neck."

He is just a young man, but Mount Bali doesn't take him seriously.

"Actually, I have a few questions to ask you."

Li Qingxuan smiled.

"I won't answer your questions."

Balishan snorted coldly.

However, the next moment, dense figures appeared around him.

Balishan's face changed wildly, knowing that he might have been trapped, and he hurriedly clenched the sword in his hand.

Although there are many masters, Balishan believes that it is impossible to retain a ninth-grade master like him.

"Boom."

A terrifying strong wind appeared, and a white shadow appeared from nowhere and slapped him directly with a palm.

Balishan hurriedly used his sword to meet the enemy.

The next moment, his sword only cut off an afterimage, but his chest was hit by a palm, and his body hit the wall hard. His throat felt sweet, and blood spurted out.

"Guardian Qin, can you give us some opportunities to show ourselves in front of the Pavilion Master? It's a bit shameful for you to be a dignified tenth grade kid who always bullies children."

Long Yan, the leader of Huotang, shouted.

Anyone could tell he was joking.

"That's right, Protector Qin, our Yuntang also needs a chance to perform."

Yun Ling said.

"One is tenth grade, two are ninth grade, damn, I seem to have hit a brick wall."

Balishan was a little panicked. The slap just hit him so hard that his internal organs were almost displaced.

He had tried his best to block it just now, but he was still easily hit hard, and the gap in strength could not be made up at all.

After hearing what the three people said, I felt even more unhappy.

Are you treating yourself like a turtle in a urn?

And based on what they said, they called this young man the Pavilion Master. Could it be that he was the Langya Pavilion Master?

If I had known that Langya Pavilion was so scary, I would never have come to die.

Turning around, he saw those people in white clothes surrounding him, there were more than ten of them in the eighth grade alone.

Although Balishan was famous in Dali for his bad temper and fear of death, he was only dealing with people who were not as strong as him.

If you are not afraid of death now, you will really die.

So he raised his hands without hesitation.

"I surrender."