General, Your Wife Is Requesting Your Return Home For Farming

Chapter 1375: Recognizing Father

Editor: Atlas Studios

Sihu bit the belt with all its might and did not let go. It used its two-year-old body to support the weight of the two of them.

The golden eagle and falcon flew in and grabbed their belts.

The servant and his companions originally did not dare to barge in, but when they thought of the desperate Sihu, they gritted their teeth and entered.

They realized that the floor had cracked. A woman’s ribbon was sticking out. The four tigers and two big birds were dragging something up.

Could it be that there was really someone below?

The few of them did not ask who it was. When Sihu, the golden eagle, and the falcon were almost exhausted, they pounced over and grabbed the belt.

The veins on the servant’s forehead throbbed. “Brother Zhang, get the rope! This belt is about to break!”

“Alright! Alright! I’ll go find it!”

The gardener of the Heavenly Jade Hall who was called Brother Zhang raised those Five-Colored Butterflies.

Brother Zhang scrambled out and found a bundle of strong rope in the nearest woodshed.

He lowered the rope.

The Palace Lord grabbed her belt with one hand and Ji Minglou with the other, unable to free herself.

Ji Minglou twisted his wrist and grabbed the rope.

At that moment, the belt broke!

The Palace Lord plummeted. Her purple clothes bloomed in the dark chamber, like a gorgeous purple lotus blooming in the night.

Ji Minglou hugged her slender waist tightly.

His muscles were hot, burning her waist through the layers of clothes.

The Palace Lord didn’t say anything.

Ji Minglou looked up at the crack above his head and said seriously, “The key to opening the mechanism is in the secret compartment behind the portrait.”

It was the Hall Master’s voice!

The few of them were stunned.

They never expected that the person trapped below was their Hall Master, Ji Minglou!

The servant was the first to react. “Hurry, hurry, hurry! Find the key!”

It was better for Brother Zhang to look for it.

He was the weakest. The others were stronger and grabbed the rope.

However, when he found out that it was the Hall Master, he panicked a little. Sihu quickly bit off the portrait and flicked out the secret compartment.

Brother Zhang took a deep breath and got the key. “Hall Master, I got it!”

“Take six steps to the right…”

Before Ji Minglou could finish, the stone slab under Brother Zhang’s feet suddenly cracked. Fortunately, Sihu was quick and grabbed him before jumping.

Unfortunately, however, he dropped the key in his hand and it landed on the bottommost winch.

As the winch slowly turned,

With every turn, the key slid out a little.

If it slid a few more times, it would fall into the winch and be twisted to pieces.

The two cracks were too narrow. Not to mention humans, even the golden eagle and falcon could not squeeze in.

Fortunately, Wuhu finally remembered its business halfway through catching the butterfly.

It flapped its small wings and flew down.

Under the Palace Lord’s command, it easily passed through the crack and picked up the key from the winch.

The two of them were successfully saved.

Ji Minglou did not dare to stay any longer. “This place is about to collapse! Leave quickly!”

Everyone immediately rushed out. Just as they entered the courtyard, the attic behind them collapsed with a bang, and dust swept over like a wave.

Cough, cough, cough!

“Ahem!”

“Ahem!”

The servant and the others choked and coughed until tears flowed.

Ji Minglou used his body and long sleeves to protect the Palace Lord.

The Palace Lord had exhausted too much stamina to go out just now. His face was already a little pale.

Ji Minglou had been drugged by his mother. Although he purged most of it out in time, some of it was still left in his body.

“Oook.”

Sihu’s ears rubbed against the Palace Lord’s face.

Palace Lord touched Sihu. “I’m fine. Sihu is injured. Does it hurt?”

“What a good show.”

A teasing and cold voice suddenly came from not far away.

Palace Lord and Ji Minglou looked at each other at the same time.

It was a man in a black robe with a sinister expression. He was very unfamiliar.

However, Wuhu recognized him at a glance.

“Ji Ya!”

It was the man who had almost discovered the Saintess after leaving the Thousand Possibilities Pavilion!

Xiahou Yi’s claws were undoubtedly there.

The man’s left hand was a hook made of black iron that emitted a thick blood stench.

He sneered and said, “My lord is right. You won’t die so easily. That’s good. Let me send you off for the last time. With the death of the Palace Master of the Hundred Flower Palace and the Hall Master of the Heavenly Jade Hall, this battle will end soon.”

Ji Minglou waved his palm coldly. “You overestimate yourself!”

The man’s expression did not change. The moment Ji Minglou approached, he punched him back!

Ji Minglou’s arm went numb.

The man hooked his arm. “Do you think what your mother fed you is ordinary gristle powder? My lord had already expected everything and added something to the herbs she bought in advance. Now, the person who overestimates herself… is you!”

With that, he punched Ji Minglou and broke several of his ribs!

Ji Minglou fell heavily to the ground.

He didn’t even look at him. He looked at Yun Shuang, who had exhausted her blood essence, with a smile and revealed the iron hook on his left arm. “It’s your turn, Palace Lord Yun.”

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Assassin Alliance.

Wei Ting passed through the small garden that Baili Chen had mentioned and indeed arrived at the back door of a sleeping hall.

“Where did that guy come from? Why does he know so much about the Assassin Alliance?”

Ling Yun asked.

“You’ll know in a while.”

As Wei Ting spoke, he carried him into Jiang Guanchao’s bedroom.

Ling Yun said, “Your qinggong has improved a lot.”

Wei Ting said without any modesty, “That’s true. Look at who’s carrying you. He’s ordinary, the number one martial arts genius of the Wei family!”

Ling Yun was speechless.

Wei Ting carried him and avoided the patrolling disciples one after another.

His beard was in the way. The wind blinded him.

He threw away the beard and the human skin mask.

Wei Ting frowned. “I forgot to ask Baili Chen which house is Jiang Guanchao’s.”

Ling Yun pointed ahead. “That room.”

Wei Ting expressed his doubts. “That room doesn’t look domineering at all.”

Ling Yun said, “It’s there.”

“Alright, I’ll listen to you this time!”

Wei Ting carried him to the door and put Ling Yun down. He grabbed the sword hilt at his waist and kicked open the closed door!

An extremely strong smell of blood mixed with the fragrance of medicine assaulted his nose.

Wei Ting frowned and saw Jiang Guanchao sitting on the bed with a cold expression in the dark and cold room. Steward Chang was kneeling on the ground, trembling.

Beside Steward Chang was a corpse with its throat cut.

Thick blood flowed all over the ground, winding all the way to Jiang Guanchao’s feet.

Steward Chang was so frightened that he could not speak.

Wei Ting opened his mouth and calmly walked in.

Jiang Guanchao glanced at him coldly. His extremely powerful pressure seemed to have substance. “Are you here to kill me too?”

Wei Ting said, “I’m here to save you, but it seems unnecessary.”

“Hmph.”

Jiang Guanchao snorted disdainfully. “How can such trash touch me?”

Xiahou Yi rarely miscalculated. It could only be said that Jiang Guanchao was too powerful, so powerful that it exceeded Xiahou Yi’s judgment.

Wei Ting immediately cupped his fists and bowed. He said obsequiously, “Uncle Jiang is mighty! Uncle Jiang, do you still lack a son?”

Jiang Guanchao was speechless!

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