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After all, Baihe State did not suppress the news of Mr. Gongyi's departure for too long.
On the morning of the third day after Luo Jiujiang was summoned, Baihezhou personally accompanied a monk in a sackcloth robe to the high platform, and announced the news to everyone in a very gloomy tone.
He expressed his deep regret for Gongyi Zhuxi going west, and sincerely invited Master Jingci to save Mr. Gongyi. In addition, the White Tiger Lord also cleverly used his speech skills to silently impose an atmosphere of tension and panic on everyone's head.
Feng Xue has been watching Baihezhou coldly from the audience, listening to the three-inch eloquent tongue stirring up various emotions in his words, he only feels that he has seen a rising great politician.
But in her world, everyone has a basic common sense, that is - promises by politicians are all farts.
Baihu Sect Master Baihezhou, his image is indeed closer to a person in power, rather than someone who can lead everyone in the world of cultivating immortals to fight against the dark forces.
Thinking of this, Feng Xue turned around and looked around, only to see Luo Jiujiang and Yin Banshi had a panoramic view of the boiling crowd, with a little tiredness on their faces.
The crowd was easily provoked by the White Tiger Lord. They were sad for the passing of Gongyizhu, panicked because their own safety was in danger, and were ecstatic after receiving a certain promise from Baihe Prefecture.
And when Master Jingci meditated on the spot, raised his palms and muttered chanting sutras, the reputation of Baihe Prefecture skyrocketed, and in just one day, it was defended as a real popular one.
Among these people, there are those who are hypocritical and push the boat along. They may have known the news of Gongyizhu earlier than Luo Jiujiang, but they always pretended to be ignorant.
There are also those who are truly ignorant, who are only worried about their own lives. To him, Gongyizhu's departure was like crossing out a number, and all he could think about was "If even that kind of adult is dead, wouldn't my life be at stake? Fortunately, there is the White Tiger Lord!"
Baihu took advantage of the death of Gongyizhu to seize power. Some people fished in troubled waters among the crowd, and some blindly followed the opinions of the crowd. Although there were many people gathered under the high platform, how many people were really grieving for Mr. Gongyi?
¡ª¡ªThey haven't met Mr. Gongyi themselves, but have heard anecdotes about him more or less. They have never witnessed Mr. Gongyi's elegance, and they don't know how he should be respected.
Luo Jiujiang couldn't get angry at Master Baihu's behavior of taking the opportunity to win people's hearts.
He just watched the bustling crowd, watched Baihezhou use his rhetoric, and patiently waited for Master Jingci on the high platform to finish reciting the scriptures for the salvation.
When the aging master Jingci hunched his body and was full of people coming down from the high platform, he took a look at the small group of people like Luo Jiujiang.
He was the one who settled the coveted Yin Banshi back then, and brought Mr. Gongyi to him, so Yin Banshi respected him very much, and when he met Master Jingci's eyes, he saluted him across the air.
Master Jingci raised his palm in return.
He is a good and compassionate monk, wearing a tattered, patch upon patch, old cassock whose earthy yellow color has been washed to whitish. Even the few monk puppets that were casually thrown out by Zhenshuangliu on the Seven Islands were dressed ten times more decently than him.
Master Jingci is very old, his face is full of wrinkles, and his loose eyelids are drooping, covering most of his generous eyes. His eyes flicked across Yin Banshi, Luo Jiujiang, Han Qianling and Feng Xue one after another, and he saluted them again.
It seems to be a silent consolation of "sorrow and change, the living are like this".
Dao Yuan, who had been restless in Luo Jiujiang's dantian for the past few days, suddenly calmed down, and he breathed out a long breath silently.
The eighth eldest son got out from nowhere, and walked to the side of Master Jingci respectfully.
In the previous battle with Luo Jiujiang, he had lost so much face in front of the White Tiger Lord and the envoys, yet he was not dismissed by the White Tiger Lord. Now he has one more important responsibility in charge of Master Jingci.
I don't know what the support behind him is, or what kind of flatterer he is, but he was able to reach this position without losing.
Luo Jiujiang turned his eyes away and didn't pay much attention to this person.
A few of them left together. On the way back to the courtyard, their half-dead expressions were always in a daze.
Luo Jiujiang was worried about him, so he called softly "Brother Yin" before parting.
Yin Banshi raised his head,?He does not advocate the source of Taoism, nor does he pursue power What makes him more obsessed and contented may be some kind of law in the dark. "
Han Qianling briefly summarized: "A typical magic stick."
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Luo Jiujiang wanted to ask Han Qianling, it's been so long since the matter of the Holy Land, is he still brooding about it?
Andamong Luo Jiujiang's friends, apart from Mr. Yousu, who can be coaxed away by anyone as long as he is given a piece of candy, who else can Han Qianling deal with?
or, among Luo Jiujiang's friends, who has Han Qianling not offended yet?
Luo Jiujiang cast a look at Han Qianling helplessly, and Han Qianling smiled gently, deliberately misinterpreting this look as a hint.
He leaned over to Luo Jiujiang, and gave him a kiss.
This kiss contained more consolation, and almost instantly relaxed Luo Jiujiang's nerves that had been tense for many days. Luo Jiujiang let out a long breath, slowly lowered most of his body, and leaned his upper body on Han Qianling's shoulder.
"Caught off guard," Luo Jiujiang confided, "I was unprepared, I couldn't have imagined it at all. This is too No matter what the reason is, it shouldn't be Mr"
Han Qianling listened silently.
He bent his fingers, inserted them into Luo Jiujiang's hair, and combed Luo Jiujiang's scalp with steady and comfortable force.
Just when he could hardly bear to lower his head and press a second kiss on Luo Jiujiang's forehead, the two stopped at the same time and looked at each other.
Luo Jiujiang wondered: "Have you been cursed?" Could it be impossible to change the fact that if the two get closer, they will be interrupted immediately?
Han Qianling smiled sullenly: "I really want to know who it is this time."
Luo Jiujiang has every reason to suspect that he didn't want to know who the person who disturbed him this time was, he wanted to kill someone.
After all, the guest outside the door didn't mean to knock on the door at all. He just stood quietly three steps away from the gate of the courtyard, his long Qi veins showed superb cultivation, his aura was very secretive, he must be a good assassin.
"I'll go and have a look."
Luo Jiujiang stood up and went out to push open the courtyard door. Unexpectedly, the man saw the master coming in person, and he didn't even have the intention of running away.
The wide hooded cloak covers most of his face, from the forehead to the tip of the nose, this mysterious visitor is always hidden in the shadows.
However, looking at this thin figure, Luo Jiujiang subconsciously trembled.
The man raised his right hand and slowly took off his hood, revealing a tired, thin and tired face.
He seems to have come a long, long way.
However, his eyes showed no signs of fatigue, and those eyes shone with a wolf-like light at the junction of dusk and night. They were two cold stars illuminating each other, two solitary fires.
Luo Jiujiang's muscles trembled with excitement for a moment, the man smiled at Luo Jiujiang, and Luo Jiujiang's eye circles turned red unconsciously.
The other party smiled and asked: "Can you remember the old friendship?"
Luo Jiujiang murmured: "Brother Xie"
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