Villain: Hold The Female Devil's Thigh Tightly While She's Still Young

"Okay, this farce should be over."

Zhao Qingpei spoke.

Wen Sheng's awe-inspiring righteousness slowly dissipated.

Wen Sheng felt that the awe-inspiring righteousness emanating from him began to weaken.

He had doubts about his own sainthood, and his awe-inspiring righteousness began to slowly dissipate.

He lost, he himself lost to a boy who had not yet reached the championship.

If he can't get out of Zhao Qingpei's shadow, he will never be able to step into the semi-saint realm again in his life.

Everything that Wen Sheng had was based on the fact that he was the only semi-sage scholar in the entire Great Zhou Dynasty.

With his senior qualifications and rich cultivation of Haoran's righteousness, Literary Sage enjoys a good reputation throughout the continent.

But now, all this has been shattered by Zhao Qingpei.

The pressure of Haoran's righteousness around him suddenly diminished.

The rice paper in Zhao Qingpei's hand with a poem written on it, a knight's journey, also slowly turned into a faint golden light and disappeared in his hand.

All the awe-inspiring righteousness in this poem has been extracted by Zhao Qingpei.

Haoran's righteousness, which could overwhelm a semi-saint, has been exhausted.

Zhao Qingpei raised his hand coolly, helped Sheng Yingting up, turned around and left directly.

This feeling of pretending is really good!

It was an unexpected surprise for Zhao Qingpei that he could understand something to this extent.

Zhao Qingpei turned around, leaving the eldest prince, the second princess, and Cen Wu lying on the ground, whose life and death were unknown.

The literary saint looked at his hands blankly, oh no, he can no longer call himself a literary saint.

His level is still falling.

The awe-inspiring righteousness is like water bursting from a dam, constantly dissipating between heaven and earth.

His cultivation level is also constantly dissipating.

…

Zhao Qingpei took Sheng Yingting away.

Sheng Yingting moved her fingers and grasped Zhao Qingpei's hand tightly.

He kept looking at Zhao Qingpei's condition.

Sheng Yingting could feel that the aura on Zhao Qingpei's body was very unstable.

Especially after following Granny Sun, although she had only learned a little bit of trivial witch doctor skills, Sheng Yingting was sure that the young master had suffered serious internal injuries and was not as relaxed as he seemed.

"Master..."

Sheng Yingting's worried voice came.

After shouting softly, Zhao Qingpei raised his other hand to signal her not to continue talking.

Writing about Xia Ke Xing almost cost Zhao Qingpei half his life.

In the duel with Wen Sheng, fortunately, he relied on the awe-inspiring righteousness of the knights.

His weak body can still hold on for a while.

After turning around, blood flowed from the corner of Zhao Qingpei's mouth.

"male……!"

Sheng Yingting hasn't finished speaking yet.

Zhao Qingpei held Sheng Yingting's hand and let go, then slowly placed it on Sheng Yingting's head and touched it.

He signaled to Sheng Yingting that it didn't matter to him.

Zhao Zongze glanced at all the noble nobles around him and then turned and left.

The air of disdain arose spontaneously.

This glance was a warning to everyone around him.

The fall in the realm of literary saints is not good for the Zhao family.

The advantage is: there is one less force that can restrain Zhao Zongze in the court, which will have endless benefits for future campaigns against barbarians.

The disadvantage is: in the emperor's mind, it is impossible for the Zhao family to dominate, and it is very likely that the suppression of the Zhao family will come soon.

Therefore, for Zhao Zongze, breaking through the Eighth Level Warrior as quickly as possible is the most important thing at the moment.

Gu Wei followed the young master with a see-through smile on his face.

Gu Wei passed by and picked up Zhao Si, who had long been dizzy from the awe-inspiring righteousness on the ground, with one hand.

Zhao Si, who followed his young master into the banquet, was the worst offender.

He didn't even take a bite of the meal and didn't see anything, so he was stunned by the young master's awe-inspiring righteousness.

Wait until Zhao Qingpei and everyone leave.

The entire banquet was finally no longer suppressed, and whispers arose.

The eldest prince Cen Ji took a few deep breaths to adjust himself to the best condition and try not to think about what just happened.

He waved his hand and said to the second princess Cen Xiyang with a smile.

"Second sister is so lucky. Zhao Qingpei can be called a peerless genius."

It is derogatory to call a young man who can suppress literary saints but has not yet reached the crown a peerless young man.

After saying this, the eldest prince turned and left the banquet.

The eldest prince Cen Ji may never want to think about what happened tonight.

It's just that for the eldest prince, being able to bend and stretch is his most important character. The Zhao family has undoubtedly become the target that the entire dynasty can win over.

And Zhao Qingpei's value is even higher than that of his father and brother, which makes the eldest prince see another path.

The second princess, who had always rejected Zhao Qingpei before, was uneasy.

She doesn't have any good impression of Zhao Qingpei.

However, the words spoken by the eldest prince were like a needle piercing his heart.

As long as he comes to the door and endures humiliation, maybe he can still climb onto the Zhao family's big ship.

It's just that this identity reversal makes it difficult for the second princess Cen Xiyang to accept.

As a proud princess of Zhou Dynasty, those who pursue him can line up from the south to the north of the city.

Zhao Qingpei was once a member of her team.

Now he is asked to chase Zhao Qingpei, but to be honest, the second princess Cen Xiyang refuses.

But for her own domination plan, she had to make some sacrifices.

The second princess Cen Xiyang bit her thin lips, and finally made a decision.

We must catch up to Zhao Qingpei!

…

This banquet ended hastily.

But for some powerful clans who were still awake at the time, they were completely worth the price of this banquet.

Although they did not win the favor of the princess, nor did they get to know the eldest prince, they saw the Zhao family's youngest son, Zhao Qingpei, crushing the current semi-saint with his awe-inspiring righteousness.

And those who write poems that can cause visions in heaven and earth and ring three literary bells.

It is not wrong to say that three people make a tiger.

About hundreds of people were still awake when they saw this scene.

After adding fuel and jealousy to this move, Zhao Qingpei has replaced Literary Saint as the representative of today's literary leaders.

Even more and more outrageous, the saying that Zhao Qingpei has become a saint is also spread in the market.

But Zhao Qingpei is not so relaxed now.

After leaving the princess's residence, Zhao Qingpei just stepped onto the carriage and was about to get on.

He held his hand on the edge of the carriage and began to spit out blood from his mouth.

The meridians were forcibly cleansed due to Haoran's righteousness, and black bits mixed with some pieces of flesh were spat out from his mouth.

"My lord, my lord, your lord!"

Sheng Yingting was really frightened. She not only clung to Zhao Qingpei's clothes, but the little pearl couldn't stop falling off.

Sheng Yingting had the impression that he was vomiting blood, just like when his father died. This also made Sheng Yingting mistakenly think that the young master was going to die!

"Master, don't die!! Master, are you okay!!"

"Stop shaking..."

Zhao Qingpei's weak voice came.

"It's much better now that I'm fine. It's just that I don't have the strength now."

Sheng Yingting raised her head, the little pearls in the corners of her eyes still dripping down her cheeks.

Gu Wei, who was standing behind, didn't say anything. He looked at the young master and his fiancée with an aunt's smile on his face, performing a "big drama" of life and death.

"Stop looking and leave quickly."

Zhao Zongze got on the carriage from the other side.

He must go back as soon as possible to consolidate his cultivation status.