"Senior, I heard that the Demon Clan is not very stable now. I wonder if I can go to the Central Continent now?"

Lu Ziyu shamelessly asked Xia Jinpeng to tell him the specific location where the Sky-eating Rat was found, and then asked again.

After this business trip, he had to go to the Central Continent to see it. Whether it was out of curiosity or to see the Sky-eating Rat, he had to go and see it.

Xia Jinpeng showed no surprise. He pondered for a moment and said, "Well, now is a good time. Many people have already gone."

"Where can I start?"

Lu Ziyu asked again. He didn't go there just to enjoy the scenery. He didn't mind weakening the demon clan's strength when he got there.

"hehe!"

Xia Jinpeng smiled and said: "As long as you are fast enough and don't get surrounded by others."

Lu Zi nodded. There were many more demon saints there than there were martial saints from the human race. If they were surrounded, people would die.

Just as they chatted for a while, it was almost noon, and a servant came over from a distance.

"Sir, the food is ready!"

Yan Ruyu whispered.

Lu Ziyu nodded, and then said to Xia Jinpeng: "Senior, please move."

Xia Jinpeng stood up from the recliner, turned around and looked at the recliner and said, "This is a good thing. I'll have to get one out when I get back."

"Junior, there are some here, senior, please bring one!"

Lu Ziyu still had some spare ones in his Qiankun bag, and was about to take them out when Xia Jinpeng's voice sounded.

"Okay, just this!"

He said that with a wave of his hand, the couch on the ground disappeared.

Lu Ziyu opened his mouth and looked at Xia Jinpeng who had turned away. He didn't know what to say and turned to look at Yan Ruyu.

Where is Yan Ruyu snickering?

That was his own, especially the fur on it. It was the demon saint fur he had skinned, and it was the wolf demon he killed outside the forbidden sea area last time. He liked the fiery red fur very much.

"What kind of human emperor is this? Robbery!"

"What are you still doing? Lead the way!"

Xia Jinpeng in front turned around, looked at the troubled Lu Zi and said with a silly smile.

"Consider yourself unlucky!"

Lu Ziyu muttered something and quickly stepped forward to lead the way.

Entering the living room, the table was already filled with various dishes, and the aroma was permeating the air.

The two of them took their seats.

Yan Ruyu was waiting beside them, picking up the wine flask and pouring a glass of wine for the two of them.

"Is this Qingsheng?"

Xia Jinpeng moved his nose and asked.

"yes!"

Lu Ziyu nodded.

"Senior please!"

Lu Ziyu raised his glass and toasted to Xia Jinpeng.

“Good wine!”

After drinking a glass of wine, Xia Jinpeng praised it.

…

"I heard that you robbed one of my descendants?"

Xia Jinpeng stood at the door of the manor, turned around and looked at Lu Ziyu with a half-smile.

"That's not robbery, it's selling your life for money!"

Lu Ziyu's face turned red and he spoke hastily.

"hehe!"

Xia Jinpeng stared at Lu Ziyu without saying a word, but the smile on his face never disappeared.

"That boy was pretty good before, but he was spoiled!"

After a while, Xia Jinpeng said with regret: "His talent is not bad. He is the most likely to become a martial saint among the Xia family's generation, but he was led astray by some people with ulterior motives!"

After hearing this, Lu Ziyu's heart moved. It seems that these conspiracies and calculations are indispensable. No matter how powerful Xia Jinpeng is, he can't stop them. However, because of his strong cultivation, no one dares to use tricks on him. They can only attack the people around him.

Already.

"I'm leaving, thank you for the hospitality!"

Xia Jinpeng took two steps, then stopped and turned around and said: "By the way, I heard that there are many people who are not convinced by you, the Marquis of Wu, and want to weigh your merits, but be lenient when the time comes!"

Lu Ziyu was messy in the wind, and finally shouted to Xia Jinpeng, who was about to disappear: "Can this junior retreat from this Wuhou?"

Xia Jinpeng in the distance seemed to stumble, and his body quickly disappeared.

"go back!"

Lu Ziyu sighed and turned back to the manor.

He doesn't really want Marquis Wu who wants to do something for him. He doesn't get any benefits and gets into a lot of trouble.

"What are you laughing at!"

Hearing Yan Ruyu keep giggling behind her, Lu Ziyu yelled and cursed.

"Ha ha!"

Lu Ziyu didn't say anything, but as soon as he spoke, Yan Ruyu behind him started laughing!

…

"Your Highness, your father asked you to go home and not go anywhere else!"

An old man bowed in front of Xia Jie.

"Go home, how far is it from home? What if I go back and the man named Lu runs away? Go to Qi's house to find my uncle!"

Xia Jie's face was a little distorted and he roared at the old man who spoke.

"But the master asked us to take you back!"

The old man shrank slightly, as if he didn't see the splash of spittle!

"My dad!"

Xia Jie said nonchalantly: "What can I do if I go back? He will avenge me?"

Ever since he broke through the ranks of Grandmaster and became the Third Highness, he no longer takes his father seriously.

Worried about being cowardly, weak and easy to bully, weak in character, not like a martial arts practitioner.

Unlike his uncle and great-grandfather, if he causes any trouble, he can just go to them and be sure to handle it properly.

Therefore, when something happened this time, the first thing he thought of was the Qi family.

"Your Highness, what nonsense are you talking about? The master is waiting for you at home!"

At this moment, an old voice sounded outside the cabin, and following the voice, an old man in gray robe walked in.

"Grandpa Nan!"

Seeing the people coming in, Xia Jie's face improved a little.

He didn't know what Grandpa Nan's name was. He only knew that Grandpa Nan had been the housekeeper of their family since he was born, and his father also called him Uncle Nan.

His initiation into martial arts was taught by Grandpa Nan. He doted on him very much when he was a child, so he still respects Grandpa Nan very much.

"Your Highness, are your injuries okay?"

Grandpa Nan came in and bowed first, then asked.

"It's okay, I can't die!"

Xia Jie said bitterly, he also knew that if he broke his arm this time, it would be difficult for him to break through the Martial Saint in the future, but he was not too anxious, because he knew that the Emperor's Grandfather must have a precious medicine that could restore him, that is, Qi

We also have this kind of natural treasure at home.

"That's good, let's go back. The master is still waiting at home, and the wife is also very anxious!"

Grandpa Nan looked at the broken arm that had been treated and felt a little heartbroken.

"Grandpa Nan, I'll go to Qi's house first and then go back!"

Xia Jie said that he still respected Grandpa Nan and his voice became much better.

"Your Highness, it's better not to go."

Grandpa Nan hesitated and said: "Old slave, on the way here, I heard that Marquis Weiwu was seriously injured yesterday. Even Fairy Chi Lian who went with him didn't seem to get any benefits. In the end, it was King Huntian who brought him back!"

"What, uncle is injured?"

Xia Jie shouted in disbelief.

"Did Patriarch Huntian take action? As long as Patriarch Huntian took action, the man named Lu would be dead?"

"Your Highness, you'd better go back. I only heard about it and don't know the details!"
Chapter completed!