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"I suddenly remembered that my wife cooked soup at home, and I'm going home to drink it."

The eighth prince said in horror.

"Wait a minute!"

"Can I not wait?"

"No."

"..."

The eighth prince stood there, motionless.

He knew that if Granny Chrysanthemum wanted to kill him, he would be dead. Although he had many guards around him, compared with Granny Chrysanthemum, who had the cultivation of a master, these guards were nothing and could not stop her for a moment.

He cursed himself for being unlucky.

Then, he also blamed Zhang Yutong.

Why did you come to me?

Can't you go find someone else?

At the same time, he was very curious. Before he separated from the eldest sister of the Tianshi Mansion, he remembered that Zhang Yutong left with his seventh sister. Why was Zhang Yutong seriously injured and chased by Granny Chrysanthemum?

So, how was his seventh sister?

He didn't care about the safety of the Seventh Princess Zhang Xue. After all, the Seventh Princess's family was a saint family, and there had been saints in the past. Zhang Xue was the most beloved niece of Kong Bingyi, the current head of the Kong family.

She was assigned a master as a bodyguard.

With the protection of the master, the Seventh Sister would probably be fine.

But... Damn it, I don't have a master to protect me.

Who will save me?

The Eighth Prince wanted to cry but had no tears, and was very desperate.

"My target is only this little master. You are protecting her now. Why, do you want to be a hero and save the beauty?"

Grandma Chrysanthemum said with a smile.

The Eighth Prince felt very wronged.

He had this idea before, but after knowing that the person chasing Zhang Yutong was Grandma Chrysanthemum from the Heavenly Demon Palace, this idea was instantly thrown out of his mind. Beauty is not as important as life.

I've already told you that I'm just a bystander, how come you don't understand!

...

On the other side.

In a small alley.

There are corpses all over the ground.

These corpses are all Zhang Xue's guards.

Zhang Xue with blood all over her face.

She was still a little frightened.

She looked at an old woman in gray in front of her: "Grandma Fang, go save Yutong."

The old woman in front of her was about 1.63 meters tall, with wrinkles all over her face and gray hair.

Her eyes were cloudy.

But no one dared to look down on her, because she was a master. . .

"No." Zhao Fang shook her head: "My mission is only to take care of your safety, and I won't take care of other things. If I go to save people, there will be no one to protect you, princess."

"Their target is Zhang Yutong, not me. I'm fine."

"That won't work either." Zhao Fang shook her head.

Qingyue sat down on the ground.

She was shaking all over.

She widened her eyes.

Horrible, it was so horrible just now, damn, two masters suddenly appeared, killing indiscriminately, and in an instant, all the guards around the Seventh Princess were killed.

If she hadn't been smart and took out the magic weapon: tortoise shell, and rolled on the ground, she would have ended up like the Seventh Princess' guards.

Fortunately, their target was not herself, but... the eldest sister.

No, eldest sister, there is danger.

Elder sister, you can't die, if you die, how can I live...

Qingyue cried and took out a wife cake from her chest.

Damn.

Too scared.

Eat a wife cake to calm down.

Zhang Xue gritted her teeth, this Zhao Fang, is a master from her grandfather's family.

Also an elder.

It was her mother, Concubine Shu, who put it by her side to protect her safety.

Zhao Fang was of high generation and high cultivation.

Although she was a branch of the Zhao family, she had a very high status in the Zhao family. Even she could not command Zhao Fang.

The only one who could command her was the head of the Zhao family, Zhao Made, the King of Zhenbei.

That was his grandfather.

And her mother, Concubine Zhao Qinqin.

Zhang Xue ran away directly.

"Seventh Princess, where are you going? Aren't you going to save me from beating my senior sister?"

Qingyue chased Zhang Xue while eating a wife cake and shouted.

"I'm going to the Demon Slayer Division now."

What is the Demon Slayer Division for?

Qingyue looked confused, but did not ask. Instead, she followed closely with two relatively long legs.

Zhao Fang frowned.

She knew what the Seventh Princess was thinking.

There were not many masters in the capital.

The head of the Demon Slayer Division, Shangguan Wuji, was one.

And the headquarters of the Demon Slayer Division was the closest to here.

But...Seventh Princess, if you can't command me, you certainly can't command Shangguan Wuji.

Zhang Yutong can't die.

Zhang Xue's eyes were determined, and she used Qinggong to quickly head towards the headquarters of the Demon Slayer Division, whether for the friendship between the two or for other things..

In short.

Zhang Yutong cannot die.

Even if Zhang Yutong dies.

He cannot die in the Daqian Imperial City.

Otherwise, the hatred between the Taoist sect and the royal family will be huge.

…

Under the teasing eyes of Grandma Chrysanthemum, the cat catches the mouse.

The Eighth Prince was about to explain.

A sword suddenly appeared in the sky.

A beautiful Taoist nun in a white dress, with a beautiful appearance, excellent temperament, and a pair of long legs, stood on the sword.

The Eighth Prince looked up.

I saw... a sword chant.

The person in the sky, with the sword, fell to the ground with a bang.

A cloud of dust was splashed.

This Taoist nun looked about thirty years old, big where it should be big, small where it should be small, with an oval face, flying fairy hair, a pair of eyes, big and round, a tall nose, and a thin mouth.

"Fortunately, I made it in time."

After twisting a sword gesture and putting away the sword.

The Taoist nun muttered, picked up the gourd on her waist, and drank a sip of wine.

She burped.

"Burp~Good wine, good wine."

"Uncle Master, you are here."

Zhang Yutong was very surprised to see this woman appear. This is the master of the Taoist temple of the Beijing branch of the Tianshi Mansion: Chang Yu Zhenren.

She is her master's junior sister.

She is also a very beautiful girl.

Of course, none of this is important. The important thing is... She is a master of "harmony between man and nature" in Taoism, and a practitioner of harmony between man and nature in the immortal way, comparable to a martial arts master. Moreover, she is slightly better.

You can say that.

Everyone can learn martial arts.

But the immortal way is not that easy.

Not only does it pay attention to fate, but also requires spiritual roots. Among ten thousand people, one has spiritual roots, which is already a very high probability.

Therefore, people of the immortal way have a great advantage against martial arts masters.

"Who are you?"

Looking at the Eighth Prince, Changmei Zhenren asked.

The Eighth Prince is very familiar with this woman with big breasts and a lazy face.

This Changmei Zhenren is a big shot in the capital.

She is the only woman who refused her father's marriage proposal.

"I am the current Eighth Prince, Zhang Shanfeng."

"Oh, a wild boar, right?"

"No... not a wild boar, it's a mountain, a mountain, a mountain."

"Oh, whatever, whether it's a wild boar or a mountain, you take Yutong to the palace now and tell the Emperor Wu that someone wants to kill the saint of my Tianshi Mansion, understand!"

"I understand."

"You must protect her well. If Yutong has any accident, I want you to be completely destroyed, understand!"

"I understand."

"What if I have any accident?" The Eighth Prince couldn't help asking.

"What does it have to do with me???"

Eighth Prince: "..."

"Let's go."

Eighth Prince took Zhang Yutong away.

The two left.

Grandma Chrysanthemum did not chase after her, but looked at the beautiful Taoist nun in front of her as if she was facing a great enemy.

"You people from the Heavenly Demon Palace are so brave that you dare to attack the heir of our Tianshi Mansion."

"What happened?"

...

During the escape.

Zhang Yutong fainted.

After discovering this situation, the eighth prince's eyes turned red. For some reason, he was filled with a violent emotion at this moment.

Looking at Zhang Yutong in front of him.

Full of desire.

He couldn't help thinking, if he and Zhang Yutong had a good thing.

He is the son-in-law of the Tianshi Mansion.

The Tianshi Mansion has a transcendent status in the entire Taoist sect.

If he becomes the son-in-law of the Tianshi Mansion.

Then the entire Taoist sect will be his backer.

At that time.

No, the little cow changes to a rocket, and takes off.

Even if it is that... position of the emperor.

He has a chance to get there.

The more he thinks about it, the more excited he gets.

The eighth prince directly carried Zhang Yutong and changed direction. He didn't go to the imperial city, but planned to go to the suburbs, find a cave, and then, hehehehe...