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Patchouli did not explain his identity to each other.

Ning Xuemo did not mind getting off the horse to exchange some pleasantries when she met a soft nail.

"Lady Patchouli."

Upon hearing the greetings from Jade Tower, Patchouli nodded her head slightly, revealing a smile of politeness.

"…" The Jade Tower uncomfortably hugged its sword tightly and no longer spoke.

Ning Xuemo couldn't bear to laugh at him. It was not easy for her to talk to the girl, and she didn't want to fail, so she put on a cold face.

Ning Xuemo didn't expect Ji Wu Ye to ask her on purpose, "Has your master received a card?"

Ji Wu Ye was ruthless and unbridled, but he had always been very reasonable in his treatment of people, and would personally welcome them as a sign of respect. It didn't matter if he was faking it or not during the period of time. He couldn't find any mistakes in the formalities.

Why did he change into a different person this time?

From the moment he saw her, the Jade Tower's gaze had never stopped on her. The longsword behind her did not budge even in the slightest.

"Master, please forgive me for taking care of such an important matter," explained Patchouli perfunctorily as she stared straight at him.

He shook his head and didn't say anything. He followed the rust-red dress all the way into the house.

In the entire Nine Regions, there was only one person who was as famous as Ji Wu Ye — Ji Wu Ye was rumored to have been the top beauty of the entire Ying Prefecture when he had just turned ten years old. The fifteen-year-old Son of Heaven, Chun Xu, had even personally praised him as the number one beauty in the world. It was a pity that with such good looks, he was definitely a despicable person.

However, there were still many idiots who were willing to follow after him.

Among the rumors, there were even rumors that the former female emperor was tricked by him into being a beauty, then was ruthlessly silenced after he took away the position of State Grandmaster.

The world loved to hear the beautiful stories of the beauties, as for the truth often does not go into depth. There were even many people who believed that Ji Wuye was the reincarnation of the Demon God, and that his every action could bewitch people. In Ning Ning Ning's heart, it was impossible to believe that Chen Sining had been killed by Ji Wu Ye, but she could not find any evidence to refute him. She and Chen Sining had played together when they were young and thought they understood each other's character. She definitely wasn't the kind of person who would let a big matter slip due to beauty. She was already dead, and no one would listen no matter how much they wanted to.

The people of the Flying Crane Guard scoffed at the fact that Ji Wu Ye had followed him without hesitation after the death of his former owner, and the man gnashed his teeth at the fact that the Flying Crane Guard had not saved him in the past. While looking down on each other, Patchouli had been following Ji Wu Ye and the Flying Crane Guard as they walked further and further away.

Ji Wu Ye was the enigma, Chen Si Ning was the enigma, and Chen Si Ning's former servant, Pu Xiang, was also the enigma.

The footsteps gradually stopped at the door of the room. Before Ji Wu Ye could ask for help, she heard a woman's voice from inside the room, "Tie her up, I won't tell you anything."

Luo Lingwei: "…"

He still didn't understand what Ji Wu Ye had brought him to watch.

The plan in the book was to force a woman into a good brothel. She was a little curious as to what kind of outstanding person's spirit could bring up such a talent.

"It's been so many years since we've seen each other. Since when did the Imperial Advisors start such a business?"

"Sorry."

After expressing her apology, Patchouli went forward and released the little girl's red wrist. With this ability, even if she was sent to the door, she still wouldn't be able to escape from the hands of everyone present.

"I caught a little thing at the last minute. I hope you can forgive me for not being polite."

Ji Wu Ye yawned lazily. He didn't plan to change his posture and lean against the bed to expose half of his chest. Due to the large movement of the blanket covering her lower body, the corner of her dark-red clothes slipped and revealed a corner of her body. Smelling the faintly discernible scent of blood on the tip of her nose, the little girl tied to the chair was either frightened or had lost her spirit because of the beauty, so she bit her lips and did not dare to make a sound.

"Please wait a moment." Ji Wu Ye didn't care about interrogating a prisoner in front of a customer. He turned his head, straightened his clothes, and asked, "Tell me, who sent you here?"

Patchouli had no time to entertain the guest. The cold blade of the knife pressed against the girl's neck.

However, Ning Xuemo didn't interfere. She retreated to her own room and sat down.

Just like the other people of the Flying Crane Guard, Ning felt a strong desire to see Ji Wu Ye play more and more important matters to save himself the trouble of doing all sorts of things.

Taking advantage of Ji Wu Ye's interrogative skills, the maid took the opportunity to pour some tea and serve a few plates of delicious and delicate snacks.

Although there were few snacks, each snack contained all the characteristics of the Land of the Nine Prefectures and was extremely valuable. Even Chen Gong's personal chef would find it hard to please them.

"Sir, please enjoy."

Ji Wu Ye thought that she would travel several hundred miles to watch the show, day and night?

"I... I... "I …" The little girl stared eagerly at the shiny dagger on her neck. She immediately became so scared that her legs became weak, and she started stammering, unable to speak.

As a woman, Patchouli did not respect men's kindness, and secretly used his blade to cut open the girl's delicate skin.

"Tell me honestly!"

Another little coward who was subdued by the Flying Crane Tower's atmosphere. Ji Wu Ye laughed as he watched this. He pulled up a chair and sat in front of the little girl while pointing at the Green Edge Sword that was still unsheathed: "Did you see that? I can't tell you clearly, but I can guarantee that it will take your head in half an hour."

After saying that, he gestured with his hand and made a throat slitting gesture.

One of them was silent while the other was under the invisible pressure. Not long later, the little girl fell into a trance and started talking about her own origins.

"So far, let me …" Finally, the girl swallowed her saliva and glanced at Ning Xuemo, who was tightly wrapped in her black robe and black mask. "Let me guard you guys. If there is any movement, send a message to him."

"Reverse..." In any case, none of you can hurt him! "

As her lips brushed past the person's name, the little girl suddenly wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and stubbornly raised her head, as if her neck had been cut open and her previously trembling courage left her.

He might as well die bravely at the last moment.

But it was clear that the others' attention was not on this point. They were completely ignoring her willingness to die for her love.

Sea Restaurant? Luo Lingwei's eyelids twitched as she looked at Ji Wu Ye.

"To die for love! Patchouli, release him. " Ji Wu Ye waved his hand and removed the bracelet made from coral beads. The coral was meticulously carved by someone into a red bean shape and twisted on the tip of his finger like numerous seeds.

"There was a song about parting with Xia Du. It was about saying goodbye and adding food. It was said that Xia Du had a face full of reminiscence. However, I feel that if a person has no more worries, no matter how many memories they have, they would not be able to remain. " He stopped playing with his hands and looked back at him with kindness and pity. "You don't mean it, do you?"

He met his gaze through the rising steam of the tea, the wide sleeves of his robe held together beneath. She knew that Chen Qiao Sheng had pretty much guessed her identity. Hai Lou's involvement with the Flying Crane Guard couldn't be hidden, and the feeling of her being the only one left in the middle felt especially uncomfortable.