The backyard of Prince Duan’s mansion is the courtyard of the fourth son Jiang Zhongyin.

"Fourth brother, your yard is too simple."

Looking at the dilapidated yard, Jiang Yi felt that he had returned to the uninhabited old house in his previous life. He was overgrown with weeds, the walls were peeling off and covered with moss. The eaves of several side rooms had begun to leak.

"It's okay, I'm used to it." Jiang Zhongyin's thin face could not be seen. Seeing Jiang Yi's face as deep as water, he spoke again:

"Some time ago, General Manager Duo came here and wanted to make someone repair the yard, but I refused."

Jiang Yi nodded and changed the subject: "I wonder how the Fourth Brother's immortal arts practice is?"

Jiang Zhongyin had a hint of bitterness on his face and shook his head and said, "There has been no progress. I still haven't felt anger for two years..."

"The methods of immortals are different from martial arts. If the fourth brother is really interested, you might as well consider entering a sect with anonymity." Jiang Yi said. He asked this question two years ago, but the other party refused.

"Take it slow." Jiang Zhongyin shook his head. If it were the Duan Palace two years ago, he would have really had this idea, but now, he would not leave the Duan Palace again.

He will not violate the ancestral teachings, hide his name, and compromise and enter the outer sect.

Thinking of something, Jiang Yi suddenly smiled and said, "Fourth Brother, maybe I can find someone to get you in the game, but people are ready-made."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhongyin's face, which had always been calm, finally changed. He turned to look at Jiang Yi...

After the Longmen Ring and the Famen Conference, Prince Duan's Mansion changed its previous decadent momentum and established the majesty that the royal palace should have, and once again became one of the great mansions of the Dali Emperor Capital.

At this time, the red gilded gate of the royal palace was wide open, and under the steps were two two-meter-high stone kirins in the house, and eight bullfighting guards in black soft armor were guarding both sides.

All the pedestrians passing by the Duan Prince's Mansion took detours and could not avoid them. They subconsciously took light steps and bowed their heads and hurriedly passed by.

The power exuded by the Duan Prince's Mansion made them feel like walking on shaved ice.

"Oh, why are you doing this?"

Outside the gate of Duan Prince's Mansion, there was a stone kilin behind the wall. Tuo Xiaoliu, dressed in a chef's outfit, stood there, holding a paper umbrella in his hand, with a hint of pity on his beautiful face.

At his feet, a figure curled up at the base of the wall. Although he was wearing a straw raincoat, the rain still soaked his clothes along his hair and kept flowing into the pony boots on his feet.

The figure raised his head and smiled at Tu Xiaoliu. His wet hair was stuck on his cheeks, and there was a hint of sadness in his brightness.

It was Jiang Xue, who was broken away from the Linghai by Jiang Yi at the Dharma Conference. She was once a true disciple of Dongxutai and was as high as a fairy, but now she is so desolate that she fell into the streets.

Tuo Xiaoliu shook his head and waved his hand. A maid came over with an umbrella, holding a bowl of hot soup in her hand.

"Drink some soup to warm up."

"Thank you, Deacon." Jiang Xue stretched out her wet little hand to take the hot soup and held it in her mouth to warm her body.

"Do you want to stay at my house for a while?" Tuo Xiaoliu said.

Jiang Xue shook her head, took a sip of the hot soup, and said, "I'm here and I won't go there."

She felt so bitter in her heart. If she had a choice, she would not be left here, but she had no choice.

After the Linghai was deposed that day, Jiang Xue quietly went down the mountain while no one was paying attention to Famen Mountain, because he knew that as his cultivation was deposed, Dongxutai also lost his place to stay.

Unless she is willing to endure all kinds of humiliation and live in a sect in a humiliating manner, she will completely become a toy for some people.

This is not an exaggeration. She grew up in Dongxu and has seen too many such examples.

Especially for those female disciples, once they lose power, what awaits them is an unbearable humiliation.

Especially like herself, she was the True Teaching of Dongxu and her naive personality, which inevitably gave people a sense of being arrogant and she was jealous of many people on weekdays.

Because of their beautiful appearance, many people secretly peeked at it. However, due to their talent in immortality and status, these people could only suppress this delusion in their hearts.

But now, the Spirit Sea has been abolished and is basically completely inseparable from the Immortal Way. Once you return to the sect, no one can protect her. Even her master can't suppress this evil thought.

As for restoring the Spirit Sea, not to mention whether there is a sect sect's simplicity pill, even if there is one, it will not be given to her easily, and even has to pay her most precious things.

Instead of doing this, she would rather be a useless person who is inseparable from the Immortal Way.

Now, the world is so great that the only one who can protect her is Prince Duan’s mansion.

This is not an exaggeration. For several days, she saw several waves of former classmates, observing herself from afar. Even though she was so far away, she could still feel the look of tigers and wolves in the eyes of those people.

But they all took the power of Prince Duan's mansion and did not dare to approach. Once they left here, they would not be able to go back.

"Master, it is also a good thing for you if you don't go back. Don't make things difficult for your disciple..."

After drinking the hot soup in the bowl, Jiang Xue thanked her, and tightly pulled the straw raincoat with both hands, trying not to let the rain flow through the gap.

"Oh, I'll make a bowl of ginger soup for you when I go back..."

"Thank you, Deacon, you are so kind..." Jiang Xue couldn't help but cry and was full of gratitude for the charming young woman in front of her.

"Yes, our deacon is indeed very kind."

Suddenly, a sound rang out. Jiang Xue didn't feel anything, but Tuo Xiaoliu, who was still pitying, shivered, came to his senses, and said palely: "King... Prince..."

Jiang Yi walked over and looked at the little lamb-like Turtle who saw him, who saw the big bad wolf. He was angry and funny. He waved his hand and said, "Okay, wait."

Tuo Xiaoliu didn't care about pitying Jiang Xue anymore, so he bowed his head, and stood obediently beside him.

"You are so heartless in your outer sect?"

Looking at Jiang Xue, whose hair was wet and stuck to her face with messy hair, Jiang Yi asked.

Jiang Xue lowered her head and when things came to an end, she saw the main owner, and she suddenly felt a little confused and uneasy, not knowing what fate she would face next.

"I hope my intuition is correct, but then again, I have nowhere else to go..."

He was angry with himself, Jiang Xue raised her body with a little soreness, knelt on the ground, lowered her head and said, "I have seen my master, Jiang Xueer."

Jiang Xueer, slave, master, Jiang Yi did not respond, but just looked at the figure kneeling in front of him.

Jiang Xueer was her nickname when she was young, and later changed it to the first two words, so it's better to recover now.

"It's not that the sect is heartless, but I just have made a poisonous oath that the warrior who can defeat me in the same realm is my master. I wish to serve my slaves for the rest of my life."

Jiang Xueer spoke loudly, and passers-by could hear it clearly.

Even though he has been on the street for several days, his body and mind are exhausted, and his mind is still delicate and clear. Jiang Yi did not expose her. He glanced at the figure that flashed in the distance and looked at the camel Xiaoliu next to him:

"Take her to clean it up and see me."
Chapter completed!