"Only the masters of the six major forces know about the existence of the Four Star Palace. Although Jialan has been destroyed, An Suyou is still alive." Yan Shibing said, "You are now standing on the cusp of the storm. The hunting ground is a matter of life and death. I
Hope you survive."
Before, Qingge knew that the hunting ground, with its five levels and six generals, was full of thorns. It was only now that she realized that things were not that simple.
Four Star Palace——
Qingge thought of someone.
Snake burial.
The venerable Six Sword Spiritual Master, could he be from the Four Star Palace?
Qing Ge guessed that Snake Burial was the son of Yong Yesheng.
She recalled that when she went to the Western Sea with the mercenary group for training, the people in the mercenary group mentioned Luohua City.
"Why do you know the Four Star Palace?" Qingge asked.
"Me? Because I accidentally broke into the Four-Star Palace during training." Yan Shibing stood up, stared at Qingge, and said solemnly: "The Four-Star Palace is very strong, extraordinary. As for how to plan, it's all up to me.
over you."
Yan Shibing raised his head and took a sip of wine, "My father died and his ashes are still there. I'm going to see what kind of wood should be used for the coffin."
Qingge looked at Yan Shibing's back and placed his hand on the stone table and tapped it.
Qingge walked back to Orchid Courtyard, where Hell was waiting.
"Brother Ninth?"
"Tomorrow is the autumn hunt, Qingge, listen to me, the Wei Mansion's troops are gathering, the mercenary army secretly trained by the Mercenary Association is also approaching quietly, and Mr. Wei wants to take action." Yan Yu said.
"Mr. Wei is making enemies of other aristocratic families and the city lord's mansion by taking action now. Where does he get the confidence?" Qingge's eyes widened slightly.
What kind of trump card does Mr. Wei have? That makes him dare to gamble like this.
Mr. Wei has been able to hide for decades, and he will never act blindly. He must be confident and his arrows will be accurate.
What Qingge has to do is to protect the Yan family.
There is no one to support the Yan family, there are many geniuses in the Yan family, and Wei Lao hides his power and bides his time in a battle with blood splattered.
"Do you know Mr. Wei's cultivation level?" Qing Ge asked.
Yan Yu shook his head, "Mr. Wei, no one knows my grandfather's cultivation level."
Sing softly and thoughtfully.
She thought that the Wei Mansion was planning to live forever, but unexpectedly, the target was her!
Wei Mansion.
Mr. Wei and Ming Qianjue sat opposite each other. Ming Qianjue took a sip of tea and said, "The victory or defeat will all depend on tomorrow."
"President Ming, you don't hesitate to hook up with the Mercenary Association and want me to deal with Ye Qingge tomorrow. Why?" asked Mr. Wei.
"Mr. Wei, you have to know that Ye Qingge is more difficult to deal with than Yong Ye Sheng. If you don't get rid of her, the Wei family's great cause will eventually be difficult to achieve." Ming Qianjue said.
Mr. Wei sat cross-legged on the chair, with his eyes slightly closed, rolling a string of sandalwood beads in his hand, "I have kept a low profile for so many years, and no one can find out. Now, because of one sentence, I will tell everything tomorrow.
It’s a very dangerous decision.”
"But you also made money, didn't you?" Ming Qianjue said: "I told you about the Four Star Palace, and I also gave you the evidence that the City Lord's Palace colluded with the Qin family and the Netherworld Island. As long as you except Ye Qingge
, then you can eradicate the city lord's mansion. With the support of our mercenary association and the mercenary army as your backing, your words will have the most weight in Luohua City. Isn't it today that you have been waiting for? Wei
Is it possible that Lao Mo wants to escape from the battlefield?"
Ming Qianjue made a deal with him.
Ming Qianjue handed over the entire mercenary army to Mr. Wei, and even gave up his position as the elder of the mercenary association.
As long as Mr. Wei is at the hunting ground tomorrow, he will deal with Ye Qingge.
However, in the eyes of others, both Yong Ye Sheng and Grandpa thought that Mr. Wei wanted to deal with the City Lord's Mansion.
"Grandpa, are you looking for me?" Wei Li walked in.
"Li'er, you must look beautiful tomorrow when you wear the clothes I sent you." Mr. Wei said.
Wei Li's eyes moved slightly and he nodded, "Grandpa, isn't this too risky?"
"If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't get the tiger's cubs. Either you win and you become a king, or you lose and you become a bandit." Mr. Wei tightened his hands.
He cooperated with the Mercenary Association and took advantage of Yong Ye Sheng's weakness, so why should he hide it? Why not spread his wings and show the world when the wind rises.
"Yes." Wei Li lowered his head.
"Go down." Mr. Wei waved his hand.
After Wei Li left, he went directly to the wine cellar.
Wei Li gasped, his eyes slightly red.
Tomorrow, there will be chaos in the city.
The beginning of the chaos was the Wei family. He was the eldest son of the Wei family and the future head of the family. He was involved in everything, so naturally he couldn't stay out of it.
Wei Li walked into the house. Wu Ziling was lying on the bed, with a lotus root-like arm exposed, her mouth slightly opened, and her breathing steady. Wei Li sat by the bed and looked at Wu Ziling complicatedly.
Wu Ziling turned over, grabbed Wei Li, and subconsciously pulled him closer. Wei Li was lying on the bed, and Wu Ziling hugged him tightly.
Wu Ziling huddled in Wei Li's arms, rubbing her head restlessly.
Wei Li smiled bitterly, it would be great if Wu Ziling could do this when she was awake.
He has completely fallen.
Wei Li's smell of alcohol woke Wu Ziling up.
Wu Ziling opened her eyes and was startled when she saw it was Wei Li, and subconsciously shrank back.
Wei Li grabbed Wu Ziling's arm, expecting it to be a violent storm, as violent and cruel as usual.
However, the cruelty he imagined did not come. Wei Li pulled Wu Ziling into his arms, lowered his head and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead.
Wu Ziling shrank down.
Wei Li bit her red lips and sucked gently.
The man's hand pressed lightly on her back and did not move around.
After being suffocated by the kiss, Wu Ziling opened her eyes and looked at Wei Li under the faint moonlight.
From the moment Wu's father told her about this, she knew that her life was over.
Wei Li is so noble, but she is so despicable.
She never thought of becoming Wei Li's wife, she was not qualified.
She doesn't hate Wei Li, nor Wu's father, she just blames herself for not being as good as Ye Qingge, whose destiny is in her own hands.
Wu Ziling didn't dare to open her heart and fall in love with Wei Li. She knew that she couldn't reach that high level and once she fell, she would never recover.
As far as Mo Xie is concerned, Wei Li is right in front of him, visible and tangible.
Wei Li didn't make any other movements, just grinding slowly like this, itching unbearably.
For a long time, Wei Li let her go and stared at her.
Wu Ziling felt a little uncomfortable being looked at and turned her head to look away.
Wei Li turned over and pressed on Wu Ziling, with his hands on both sides of Wu Ziling's body, not daring to press down for fear of crushing Wu Ziling.
His eyes were like fire, engulfing her.
Wu Ziling swallowed, the sudden tenderness made her uncomfortable.
"Ling'er, I love you."
Wei Li said affectionately.
Wu Ziling's eyes widened.
Wei Li nibbled on the shiny and white earlobe, and kissed her between her eyebrows, her neck, her collarbone, all the way down, his tenderness was like water, so gentle that it made people tremble.
In the quiet night, he said I love you countless times.
As the kisses fall, as the intimacy moves down.
He kissed her all over her body.
"Don't—" Wu Ziling tensed up and grabbed Wei Li's hair.
Wei Li held Wu Ziling's hands and got into the brocade quilt.
A moan/moan sounded.
Wu Ziling's eyes turned red.
She would rather Wei Li be more cruel, at least then she would resist.
At this moment, she was enjoying it.
Wu Ziling closed her eyes, tears sliding down her cheeks.
Wei Li came out of the quilt, and when he saw this, his heart trembled, and he kissed away the tears from the corners of Wu Ziling's eyes.
The sea rises and falls, and the waves rise.
The bright moon sets, the sky becomes brighter, and the morning sun rises slowly.