Chapter 405: Conquering the Demon Cult requires blood

Chapter 405 Conquering the Demon Cult requires blood

The trip to Hongnong came to a successful conclusion. Zhao Changhe returned to his guest house to rest, surrounded by the Yang family's honors as guests. The head of the Tang Dynasty, who tried to turn the tide and broke everything, did not receive such treatment...

But Yang Jingxiu knew that in the eyes of a minister, you respecting His Highness is much more important than respecting her. This is scratching the itch. What's more, Your Highness, Yang Jingxiu thinks that the guest room over there can be almost opened, and you can just sleep together...

It's already "evening makeup", and I haven't seen you refute it.

Yang Jingxiu has no plans to go to the capital to trick Wang Daozhong. Wang Daozhong's life and death will be left to Xia Longyuan's discretion.

He is already arranging matters within the clan, and is preparing to go south to attack Maitreya. This is the biggest goal of Zhao Changhe's visit.

I don’t know what kind of power there is behind Maitreya. It exists outside the Troubled Times List and is impossible to estimate. What Zhao Changhe always wants is to gather all the possible power and complete his victory in one battle. Instead of deciding on Jiangnan first, if the Wang family's affairs are not a top priority, they can be put aside first, and then turn the gun on Langya in the next step.

The Wang family may be held back in this matter, and the Cui Yang family needs to take action to control the north. This is not the time for them to wait and see and place bets. What they want is for them to stand in line now.

If you don't take sides, I won't give you a sword, you can make your own decision.

Including the Cui family.

"Yang Yang." Zhao Changhe sat on the deck chair in the yard, holding Cui Yuanyang on his lap and rocking him: "Can you go back and tell your father what I mean? There is also the issue of Qinghe Sword, so your father should not be anxious first. When I have a solution, I will be the first to treat Qinghe Jian."

Cui Yuanyang said: "You have to drive me home."

“Ahem, let’s go fight Maitreya, you…”

"Okay." Cui Yuanyang said with a smile: "I'm not a little fool who has to do things that exceed my own ability to live or die."

Zhao Changhe breathed a sigh of relief and pinched her nose: "You little fool who ran away from home."

Cui Yuanyang leaned in his arms and turned to look at him with bright eyes: "Didn't he walk into your pot?"

They both smiled.

“Brother Zhao...” Cui Yuanyang nuzzled into his arms again.

"Um?"

“You’re on the list.”

"Um…"

“You are my legitimate fiancé!”

"Um…"

“I finally came to Hongnong to see you, but it turns out that there are a bunch of shameless concubines and philandering heads, and I haven’t even been able to say a few words to you.”

…”

Cui Yuanyang snorted: "Then I suddenly figured out why I had to hide and sneak around like them and climb the wall in the middle of the night. Is it necessary? I'll get into your arms right in front of Uncle Yang, Uncle Yang They can only stroke their beards, nod and smile, and they can only gnash their teeth in their stomachs and can’t say anything.”

Zhao Changhe subconsciously looked around. Tang Wanzhuang and Huangfuqing were not there at this time. Fortunately...

Otherwise I feel like you are going to be stewed or roasted...

Of course they can't hide in a man's yard as soon as the urgent matter is over like Cui Yuanyang. They still have to appear independent. At this time, Tang Wanzhuang was discussing with Yang Jingxiu how to fight the war in the south, and Huangfuqing didn't know where he was.

 Zhao Changhe himself has no experience in fighting. He is only responsible for fighting, so he took the opportunity to hide in the house with the little rabbit and did enough time management.

Although Cui Yuanyang was tough in words, he was actually looking around. Seeing that no one showed up, he became more courageous: "Brother Zhao..."

"Um?"

"We all have business to do. You are going south to fight Maitreya soon, and I will go back for you as an envoy to Lao Cui..."

Zhao Changhe almost laughed, this was used so well.

"So...after the kiss in Langya, I forgot what it felt like..." Cui Yuanyang murmured seductively: "I'm an adult. It was enough at the end of last year...It's already exceeded now..."

This meaning is not asking for a kiss, it is simply asking for sex...

Despite your young age, you may not have known what the next step in courtship would be. But once the marriage contract has been concluded and the uncle has been appointed, the **** education of the aristocratic family is more serious than in modern times. Now Yangyang has read countless educational maps. I am afraid that the maids at home have taught them everything. More detailed than Zhao Changhe knows.

At this moment, the little rabbit's face was as red as a peach, and it was almost like water would come out when he pinched it. Zhao Changhe's index finger moved so much that he just wanted to take a bite. So I took a bite.

“But it’s so cute, Yangyang…”

Cui Yuanyang pouted: "Here, here!"

Zhao Changhe kissed her gently.

No matter how much the little girl knows in her heart, she knows nothing in practice. She is nervous and caters to everyone's wishes. It is completely different from a flaming rose like Huangfu Qing. I always feel that you She would shyly match any pose he wanted her to take, and she was so obedient that the man's self-confidence exploded.

Your little mouth is clear and sweet, your little hands are nervously grasping your sleeves, your eyes are tightly closed, your eyelashes are trembling slightly, and you look confused, nervous, and looking forward to eating the forbidden fruit. It's so cute.

 Zhao Changhe didn’t want to ridicule the only young virgin at the banquet who voted for the central government, because he liked it too. What do those people know... sharing a table with a dog? I am the dog!

And that skin as delicate and smooth as milk...

While the two of them were sitting in the courtyard, Huangfuqing was drinking tea in his own guest house as cold as frost.

The attendants on the left and right were all frightened, wondering what had happened to the imperial concubine today. She was still smiling when she came back, with eyes full of expectation. After a while, his face started to become frosty, and the murderous intent in his eyes almost became reality. The warm tea in his hand actually looked like it was boiling. I had never realized that the imperial concubine's inner strength cultivation was so terrifying.

At this moment, Huangfu Qing was very conflicted.

Of course she originally thought that Zhao Changhe would ask for a reward afterward. She was still thinking about how to give him a small reward that was not painful or itchy. It looked at how cute the little man's expression of wanting and helplessness was.

As a result, there was a koala hanging on the man from beginning to end, and once he entered the house, he never came out.

This can't be blamed on Zhao Changhe. It's impossible for Zhao Changhe to lose this koala and come into his imperial concubine's yard in public. However, once the two legitimately unmarried couples hide in the house, it goes without saying what will happen next.

 Huangfu Qing was so angry that he almost wanted to pretend to be Zhuque, break through the opposite door and kidnap the little girl from the Cui family. Anyway, it was only natural for Suzaku to trick your daughter of the Cui family, and someone named Zhao couldn't beat him.

But then I thought about it. According to what I had thought before, it was a good thing for the house fire pig to support the noble daughter of the Cui family. Shouldn't I support her?

Shouldn't he destroy it instead of encouraging him to lose his virginity as soon as possible?

How can this be the case?…

This is so tangled that the left and right are not the same. The only unlucky thing is the tea cup. I am afraid that it has never suffered such a hot temperature when it was fired in the official kiln.

Tang, what are you doing? You were so angry when you were fighting with me. You shrank when you faced this little girl, right?

Thinking about it carefully, Tang Wanzhuang might be more conflicted than she was. Maybe she thought in her heart that it was his established policy to marry the daughter of the Cui family. She, Tang Wanzhuang, was not here to compete for the crown prince. At this time, he was discussing the war with Yang Jingxiu, and he was probably deliberately avoiding it.

Forget it, unreliable old woman, let us demon cultists be the bad guys.

What kind of arrogant woman is this? Apart from when you were fooling me with your sweet words, how many other times did you treat yourself like a quarrelsome pig? Go to **** you.

Huangfu Qing finally made up his mind and spoke slowly: "Come here, go to Mr. Zhao and tell him that I want to pay him an audience. If he doesn't come, the reward will be gone and he will have to do what he wants."

At almost the same time, Yang Jingxiu looked at Tang Wanzhuang opposite with a rather strange expression.

This Tang's first seat claims to discuss the war. In fact, there are a few words of war, because she is not in Gusu, in fact, she knows less about specific matters. This kind of war is really discussed.

But she just sat here to discuss the war and never left, her expression was in a daze, as if she was angry and smiling at the same time.

Yang Jingxiu couldn't help but try to ask: "If Mr. Tang is feeling unwell, why don't you go back and rest?"

Tang Wanzhuang held the tea cup, and said leisurely, as if she had just regained consciousness: "I am thinking about something..."

“What’s the matter?”

“If the imperial court wants to conquer the Demon Cult Master, is there any way without using weapons?”

"Recruitment?" Yang Jingxiu said: "It depends on what kind of demon sect it is. There is still a chance for the Blood God Sect, but don't expect it for the Four Symbols Sect... It is impossible without seeing blood."

"...The lieutenant is right, the blood still needs to be seen...I may have to add fire, otherwise it may not be possible."

Yang Jingxiu: “???”

Does your blood and fire have the same meaning as what I understand? Why does it feel like we are not talking to each other in the same world...

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Recommend the new book "I Can Infinitely Simulate, It's Not Excessive to Kill a Billion Dollars" by the veteran master Can Jian. If you are interested, you can read it

(End of this chapter)

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