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Two hours later, the two of them were about to leave Liangjie Mountain. Mu Yingjin, who hadn't spoken much along the way, suddenly spoke.

"The National Scholars Academy is the National Scholars Academy, and I am me."

"But after all, I grew up in the National Scholars Academy since I was a child. If something happens in the academy, I can't do anything about it. Don't think too much in your mind."

Chu He nodded with a chuckle, blinked and smiled.

"Do you think I'm that kind of person?"

What Mu Yingjin said, at first glance, seemed to be an excuse for the National Scholars Academy and herself, but in fact, she wanted to let Chu He understand that the actions of the National Scholars Academy had nothing to do with her.

No matter how strong she is now, no matter how high her status is, she is just a proud disciple of the National Scholars Academy, and there are many things she can do nothing about.

After a while, seeing the human camp in the distance, Chu He suddenly spoke.

"When other people asked, they said that it was the new sage of the human race who saved us, and he was also the spirit ghost king who was severely injured by the new sage of the human race. Remember."

Mu Yingjin looked at him and said.

"I really want to expose your identity and let everyone know that you are the new saint of the human race, so that they won't treat you like this."

"I don't know if those people will continue to hate you after learning about it, or kneel down and beg for your protection."

Mu Yingjin's eyes showed a rare evil look.

Chu He couldn't laugh or cry.

Mu Yingjin was the one who knew the most of his secrets, but she was really suffocated watching the human race oppress him, a genius, and she couldn't even say such words.

Chu He sighed softly, feeling warm in his heart, and said slowly.

"Don't make trouble, if my identity is exposed now, let alone whether the human race is hostile to me or accepts the head, the ghost world will not let me go."

"They may not be able to beat a new human saint, but they can kill a fourth-grade talent with the potential to become a saint."

"Even if it's for me, this identity cannot be revealed for the time being."

Mu Yingjin looked at him and said.

"Could it be that if we don't say it, the Ghost King won't say it?"

Chu He laughed out loud, looked at the sky, and said.

"The Ghost King is a genius, not only in talent, but also in his ambition."

"The relationship between him and the twelve families of the ghost world is tense now, not to mention the ghost emperor, who wants to kill this existence who can be equal to him the most."

"The Spirit Ghost King has been severely injured by me this time. If we tell the truth that there is no new sage in the human race, then the twelve families will understand that the Human Race is bound to lose this time and have confidence in the Human Race. Then they will target the Spirit Ghost King. "

"There are twelve families in the ghost world, a total of twelve first-rank ghost kings, plus one ghost emperor, a first-rank peak ghost king. Although the six half-step ghosts in the ghost world will not intervene, the spirit ghost king is enough for one against thirteen. Have a jug."

"Plus, he has been severely injured by me now, not to mention that there is only one Good Fortune Pill, but there are ten of them. Ah, ten of them can still be defeated. After all, Good Fortune Pills are open-ended things... Anyway, that's what it means."

Chu He looked at the horizon and smiled softly.

"Let me tell you, not only will the Spirit Ghost King not reveal my identity, but he will do everything possible to hide this identity for me, saying that he was hurt by the new saint of the human race, so that the existence of the new saint of the human race can be realized."

"Only in this way, the ghost world will be wholeheartedly hostile to the human race, and will not turn around and attack the spirit ghost king."

Chu He said triumphantly.

"This is called heroic sympathy. The thoughts of geniuses are the same. I can think of it this way. It is impossible for the Spirit Ghost King not to think of it, unless he wants to die."

Mu Yingjin said with a sneer.

"Are you a genius, can you come down and walk by yourself?"

Chu He fell silent.

Who would have imagined that he had just ridiculed the ghost king last moment that he couldn't even kill a fourth-grade talent, and wanted to become a ghost fairy to unify the ghost world, but in the next second, Mu Yingjin mocked his so-called genius who couldn't even walk by himself no.

Sure enough, the minds of geniuses are the same?

Chu He felt emotional in his heart.

The two marched all the way to the human camp.

Feng Zishu and the others who were waiting at the door for Chu He's return were dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

"Should we go back?"

Zhang Heng turned his head to look at his companion.

"I shouldn't be here, I should be under the wagon."

Fang Yi said in a low voice.

"It's too much! I waited here for a long time because I was worried that something would happen to him, but he was fine and went straight into the arms of the beauty. Tell me about this, are you angry!"

"Why! Lieutenant! Lieutenant! Didn't you say that you can't have sex in the army? You don't care about this matter, Lieutenant!"

"Ah, I can't stand it, I'm leaving, I'm going to get under the carriage."

The captain slowly turned his head away, not looking at the two of them.

One is the daughter of the dean of the National Scholars Academy, a fourth-rank gifted scholar, and a disciple of Tianjiao.

One is a person who has just rescued ten people from the National Scholars Academy, and he alone attracted the attention of the Ghost King, allowing a group of twenty-seven people to safely withdraw from Liangjie Mountain.

Such two people, what can he say as a little captain?

Not to mention anything else, Chu He took the lead this time and saved the genius of the twenty-seven human races without dying, which is enough for him to become the captain directly.

Feng Zishu looked at the two people around him, chuckled lightly, and went up to meet them.

The fourteen companions of Chu He's team who were beside him rushed up to take Chu He from Mu Yingjin's arms.

"Tsk tsk tsk, is the beauty's embrace warm?"

Fang Yi looked at Chu He and said sourly.

As soon as Fang Yi finished speaking, he suddenly felt a needle-like attack. Fang Yi was shocked and turned his head suddenly, but saw Mu Yingjin looking at him coldly, his eyes full of sword intent.

Fang Yi shut up on the spot, saying that he was dumb.

Don't mess with this iceberg beauty, the sword in her eyes can really kill!

Chu He suffered injuries, and Mu Yingjin followed the captain to make a report, while Chu He was taken to the camp to rest.

Putting Chu He on the bed, Feng Zishu asked with a chuckle.

"How is your body? Is there any problem?"

Chu He shook his head slightly and smiled.

"I'm exhausted, I'm weak, I guess I'll have to rest for two or three days, how about you? Is it safe to come out?"

Feng Zishu nodded.

"There is a great Confucian cultural treasure owned by Mu Yingjin. There was no danger along the way. All twenty-seven people were safe. Because the treatment was timely, the three academy disciples who were seriously injured were not seriously injured."

Chu He nodded slightly, satisfied.

Fang Yi and Zhang Heng leaned forward and asked with smiles on their faces.

"Chu He, did Xinsheng rescue you? What does Xinsheng look like? Is he holding a long sword and wearing a handsome dress?"

Chu He chuckled, and told the story of his collusion with Mu Yingjin.

Fang Yi and Zhang Heng said with longing in their eyes.

"Xin Sheng is really powerful and abnormal. He was able to kill the ghost king and escaped with severe injuries. Afterwards, he went to chase and kill him alone. It's too powerful.