Chapter 371: Rest

The purple-clothed man still didn't speak, he let go of Lei Wujie's sword, pointed his toe, and retreated sharply.
Xiao Se Wuji Cudgel smashed to the ground fiercely, and the small trees on the side were shaking. The purple-clothed man flicked the dust on his sleeves and raised his eyebrows slightly. He looked at the Promise stick in Xiao Se's hand, and his eyes revealed a bit of appreciation.
"No, it will attract guards in a while, and then they won't be able to leave." Xiao Se whispered.
The purple-clothed man took a step forward, waved his left hand, and a long whip was already in his hand. He slammed it sharply, and the whip was like a dragon, waving it at Xiao Se and Lei Wujie.
"What to do?" Lei Wujie leaped away. He turned his head and looked at Xiao Se, "This person deliberately doesn't want to do it with us, just to delay time and attract others."
Xiao Se frowned and raised the Promise Club: "I have an idea, you stop him, I will run first."
Lei Wujie was taken aback for a moment: "Isn't the line usually "I stop him, you run"? How come you get to the contrary? Our story is now in a tea house. You are the protagonist, like you. The protagonist?"
Xiao Se glared at him: "I am the prince, and entering the harem is a felony. If someone sees it, I can't dispute it."
Lei Wujie thought for a while, and then asked, "What about me? What is my crime in entering the harem?"
"You are a common man, and entering the harem should be a capital crime. The trial does not need to be tried, you just cut it with one knife." Xiao Se replied.
"What a good brother!" Lei Wujie shouted angrily.
Xiao Se nodded: "Run faster than anyone else!"
The two jumped at the same time and swept away from the palace.
The purple-clothed man also followed up, but another person in a purple-clothed python robe swooped from outside the palace, and he crossed by Xiao Se and Lei Wujie.
"Please." Xiao Se lowered his head and said in a low voice.
The man smiled, brushed his sleeves, and said lightly: "I owe you."
Lei Wujie asked, "You knew he would come?"
"I guess." Xiao Se didn't look back, "but I have always guessed very accurately."
Although the man was wearing a luxurious purple python robe, his expression was indifferent, and he looked like an ordinary middle-aged Confucian scholar. In fact, most of the time, he did just stay in the library, quietly watching one after another. A book.
Superintendent in charge, Father Jinyu.
The gentleman is gentle and moist as jade.
"Who are you?" Grandpa Jinyu raised his head and gently raised his hand, as a gust of heating radiated from him.
Breathing technique.
Lingjun and Boyong's carriage happened to pass by again, Xiao Se and Lei Wujie immediately got in and put on the robes again.
"Xiao Se, did we run away in vain?" Lei Wujie wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"No, I got it." Xiao Se said.
Lei Wujie said in surprise: "When did you get it?"
Xiao Se took out a jade bottle from his sleeve and glanced at Lei Wujie. There was a comb tooth hidden in it. The red teeth seemed to be stained with blood. Xiao Se said, "The move of Empress Xuan was intentional. , She deliberately cut her finger when she threw out the comb."
"They are all old foxes." Lei Wujie sighed, "Yes, Xiao Se. Who was that person just now, and why is there such a master hidden in the palace?"
"Apocalypse City Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, no one knows how many masters there are." Xiao Se shook his head.
"But this person is different." Lei Wujie said sternly.
"It's really different." Xiao Se sighed, "This person, I'm afraid that the three city masters will take the shot himself, and he may not be able to control him."
"Do you want City Master Sikong to come to Apocalypse City to help?" Lei Wujie asked.
"If the Lord of the Three Cities moves, Gu Jianxian will also move, I am afraid it will only be more troublesome then." Xiao Se sighed.
"But this person..." Lei Wujie said nervously.
Xiao Se lifted the curtain of the carriage and turned to look at the direction of Jingtai Palace, slightly disturbed. That mysterious purple-clothed man is really disturbing, even if he is one of the five chief supervisors, Grandpa Jinyu, he might not be his opponent.
Father Jinyu and Ziyiren met three palms, and the blood in his body was constantly surging. What he cultivated was the breath technique, and he was particular about the word "stable". Few people could disturb his breath. He looked at the purple-clothed man in front of him, and said coldly: "Xuhuai Gong. But the master is dead, I have examined his body."
The person in purple clothes still didn't speak, his hands were cold and cold and warm with Jinyu, like a natural enemy.
"Who are you?" Father Jinyu jumped out, reaching out to take off the purple clothed man’s face towel, but was hit by the purple clothed man’s palm on his chest. He spat out a mouthful of blood, but the pace did not stop, his hand reached the purple cloth In front of people.
The person in Ziyi suddenly withdrew, but the face towel had been taken off by Duke Jinyu.
"Why are you so?" The purple-clothed man turned around and sighed.
Father Jinyu stopped: "From the first palm of my hand with you, I knew that I would not be your opponent."
"But you took off my face towel, even if I want to keep my hands, I can't." The person in purple sighed.
"Then kill me." Daddy Jinyu straightened up and threw the face towel to the ground, "Jin..."
The figure in Ziyi suddenly moved and hit Jinyu with a palm. Jinyu stretched out a finger and yelled, "Broken!"
The man in purple was hit and flew out with one finger.
"Chong'er, I can't see the day when you will rule the world." Duke Jinyu sighed, his palms lifted sharply, and the real air flowed away.
The man in purple shook his head: "Is he really worthy of you?"
"He will be a good emperor." Jin Yu said.
The person in purple sneered: "You just read too much, as long as you are the emperor, there is no good."
"There are gentlemen in the world, and little ones will not believe it." Jinyu raised his palm.
The whole Jingtai Palace suddenly became quiet.
Rest and rest.
The wind no longer blows, the leaves no longer fall, and even the flying birds passing by in the sky stopped there.
"Then let me, the villain, kill you gentleman." The purple-clothed man stretched out a finger, "Broken, quiet."
Break static into action.
The birds in the sky let out a scream, and flew away.
Father Jinyu vomited three mouthfuls of blood, he leaped forward and pounced in front of the person in purple clothes. The two simultaneously pushed out a palm and passed by.
The man in purple flicked his sleeves and swept away the blood on it.
Father Jinyu raised his finger, his murderous aura disappeared, and a butterfly flapped its wings and landed on his finger. He smiled: "Diehua turned into a dream of death, and Heming still made the sound of stepping."
"I will make an elegiac couplet and hang it on your mourning hall." The man in purple said lightly.
"My life is only a lifetime, I can't wait to do what I have in my heart." Duke Jinyu didn't turn his head, watching the butterfly in his hand slowly fly away.
"Who can do what's in his mind?" The person in purple asked rhetorically.
Father Jinyu closed his eyes, but he still didn't collapse.