Xue Ling finished feeding Chu Li a bowl of porridge and was about to feed him a second bowl when Xiao Qi floated into the room.
Chu Li smiled at Xiao Qi, "My Lady."
Xiao Qi's face was cold, "Nonsense!"
Chu Li shook his head and sighed, "I didn't expect the Tempest Temple to have such an antique study. I'm impressed!"
Xiao Qi scoffed, "If the Tempest Temple is so easy to deal with, the imperial court would have destroyed them long ago. Do you think you're not afraid of them just because you have good Light-body Technique?"
She sat in front of the bed and Xue Ling quickly moved away.
Her tender fingers touched Chu Li's wrist and felt the overflowing vitality. Xiao Qi slowly retracted her fingers and said, "Su Ru, Xue Ling, both of you go out first. I have something to say to Chu Li."
"Yes." Su Ru pulled Xue Ling and closed the door.
Xiao Qi's eyes were like water as she quietly looked at Chu Li.
Chu Li smiled.
Xiao Qi said, "You killed him, right?"
Chu Li raised his eyebrows and nodded slowly.
"You're getting bolder!" Xiao Qi said lightly.
Chu Li smiled, "If it weren't for the monks from the Tempest Temple, I wouldn't have dared to kill him."
Xiao Qi said, "You want to frame the Tempest Temple?"
Chu Li smiled, "My Lady, what do you think if I'm seriously injured and not treated?"
Xiao Qi frowned and shook her head. He wanted to fake his death to escape. It was a good plan, "Why?"
"Lu Yurong thought highly of me. She wrote to him and asked him to kill me." Chu Li shook his head helplessly, "If he doesn't die, then I will."
"With your Light-body Technique, can he kill you?"
"He used Xue Ling and the Temple of Autumn to threaten me." Chu Li sighed, "I had no choice but to get rid of him."
"Lu Yurong again!" Xiao Qi frowned.
This Zhao Zilai was too arrogant. He thought that by using this to force Chu Li, Chu Li would not dare to escape and could only fight with him. He was also sure that Chu Li would not dare to kill him. This was the road to death. No wonder Chu Li wanted to kill him.
Chu Li said, "Will there be trouble in our Public House?"
The identity of the Imperial House's High Official was not a commoner.
Xiao Qi frowned. "The imperial court will not let this go. Zhao Zilai's identity is also the imperial court's reputation."
"If there's really no other way, I'll fake my death and escape," Chu Li said. "It'll save me some trouble."
He could imagine it. The Imperial Court would definitely put pressure on the Public House. After all, the Public House was only a Public House. It was impossible for them to go against the Imperial Family.
"Let's wait and see." Xiao Qi shook her head.
The position of the High Duke's Public House was different from that of the government. It was not something that the imperial court could deal with.
Chu Li said, "Do you think that I can frame the Tempest Temple?"
"Are you confident?" Xiao Qi asked.
Chu Li's way of handling the situation was very clever. Zhao Zilai had a knife wound on his body. It looked like he was the one who killed him, but if one looked closely, The wound on Zhao Zilai's chest was not caused by a flying dagger, which was suspicious.
Xiao Qi suddenly realized that the wound on his heart was the key. "What kind of martial art did he use to injure his heart?"
"Spear Finger Strike." Chu Li smiled. "It's the unique antique study of the Tempest Temple."
Siao Qi raised her eyebrows. "You also know the Spear Finger Strike?"
Chu Li shook his head. "I can only use it when I reach the Grandmaster's Boundary."
Xiao Qi pondered for a moment. "Fine, we'll deal with whatever comes our way. You should recuperate first."
Chu Li replied, "There's no hurry."
Xiao Qi frowned.
Chu Li smiled. "The imperial court will send someone to investigate, right? We have to let them take a closer look! "
"Perishable Finger is vicious. Be careful not to burn yourself playing with fire!"
"Yes."
Xiao Qi looked at him and felt that there was nothing more to say.
He did not kill Zhao Zilai on impulse. He had thought about it carefully and thought of a way out. Even if it was her, she would do the same. She could not let Zhao Zilai go just because of his identity.
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"Go!" Six horses rushed into Chong Ming Town with a gold medal. They galloped unscrupulously on the streets of Chong Ming Town. The noisy streets were suddenly in chaos. People were screaming and cursing.
The High Duke's Public House was the biggest in Chong Ming Town. Even the Protectors of the High Duke's Public House would not be so unscrupulous.
The six middle-aged knights were dressed in purple. Their faces were gloomy and their eyes swept across the people who were cursing.
These people stared fearlessly. No matter how arrogant a martial arts master was, they had to be obedient when they arrived at Chong Ming Town. If they really dared to kill someone, the High Duke's Public House would not let them go.
Therefore, the residents of Chong Ming Town were not afraid of martial arts masters.
The six knights sneered and sped up. They left the cursing far away and rushed to the front gate of the High Duke's Public House in a short while.
"Halt!" Two guards stepped out from the shadows beside the stone lions. They held onto their swords and shouted in a deep voice.
"Neigh …" The six horses neighed softly. They raised their hooves and stopped in front of the two Protectors.
The six middle-aged knights landed on the ground. A shining gold medal was thrown to a Protector. "The Imperial House's Protector is here!"
The guard was in his twenties. His face was long and narrow, and his eyes were long and narrow. His whole body exuded a lazy aura. He flipped the gold medal over and over again, then slowly cupped his fists and said, "Please wait a moment, let me report!"
They could not stand the insolence of these six knights. If it were not for their duty, they would have pulled them down from their horses.
"Ask your High Duke to come out and greet us!" A middle-aged knight said coldly.
The two Protectors of the High Duke's Public House rolled their eyes. They glanced at them and smiled. The narrow-faced Protector kept the gold medal and strode into the Public House.
The six middle-aged knights coldly stared at the remaining Protectors.
This Protector was in his early twenties. He had a baby face and looked very happy. He stared at them coldly and did not show any signs of weakness.
The gazes of these six people were like swords that wanted to pierce through him.
"You have some guts." The six knights looked at him for a while. Seeing that he did not back down, they raised their chin and nodded. "Not useless."
The baby-faced Protector stared at them coldly and did not say a word.
He had a feeling that if he said anything, they would take the opportunity to attack him. He was no match for them. A wise man does not fight when the odds are against him. He could only hope that someone from the Public House would come quickly.
Hurried footsteps could be heard. Siao Tieying brought a group of people to the front gate. He closed fist saluted from afar. "Dear Angels, you have come from afar. Please come in!"
Siao Tieying was followed by Linquan, Zhao Qingshan and the other Grandmasters.
The six knights glanced at Siao Tieying and the others and closed fist saluted. "Master Siao, we have come under orders. Please excuse us."
"Dear Angels, you must have had a long journey. Go in and have some tea to moisten your throat. We can talk later." Siao Tieying laughed heartily. He did not seem to mind their arrogance and coldness.
The six middle-aged men nodded slowly. They were escorted into the Public House by Siao Tieying and the others.
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After everyone took their seats, tea was quickly served. Zhao Qingshan and the other five sat below Siao Tieying. Linquan stood behind Siao Tieying.
The six middle-aged knights put down their teacups and looked at Siao Tieying coldly.
The leader of the group was a middle-aged knight with sallow skin. He had a sickly look on his face but he looked sharp. He stared at Chu Li. "Master Siao, we have offended you this time. Please hand over the murderer who killed Brother Zhao!"
"Murderer?" Siao Tieying put down his teacup and said slowly, "Does Senior Song know who the murderer is?"
Song Siwen said coldly, "I heard that the person who traveled with Brother Zhao is called Chu Li. Is he the one who killed Brother Zhao?"
Siao Tieying's handsome face slowly turned gloomy. He said coldly, "Six Angels, you are saying that Senior Zhao was killed by the Public House? Chu Li? "
"Brother Zhao's martial arts were outstanding. How could he have died for no reason?" A middle-aged man nodded slowly and sneered. "Could it be that the Public House wants to protect the murderer?"
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