Cultivate the ruthless way for him

Zhao Zhaoji was worried about the hearing, and got up before dawn the next day.

It was still early, the inn was silent, and most people were asleep.Zhaozhao was only wearing his middle coat, walked to the center of the room with his shoes on, rang the brass bell, and asked the waiter to bring up the toilet things.

When you are away from home, you don't need to be too particular about it.But last night he drank too much wine, was groggy, fell asleep without taking a bath, sweated a lot on his body, and was sticky and uncomfortable.

I just want to wipe it off with a towel.

While waiting for someone, Zhao Zhao was not idle, sitting cross-legged on the bed, adjusting his breath and practicing his kung fu.

Although the inner mansion's immortal energy was fully stored last night, he hadn't straightened it out seriously.

The waiter probably didn't get up either, and it took about a cup of tea time before there was a knock on the door outside.

Zhao Zhao got out of bed and opened the door, it seemed that the person standing outside frowned slightly.

The waiter was standing at the door of the room with hot water towels and other toilet items, followed by two people, Mo Yu and Liu Fuying.

The black feather black robe and jade crown, the jade pendant hanging from the waist, was already dressed neatly, she seemed to have woken up for a while, while Liu Fuying had a gloomy expression, her eyes were blue, holding a brand new snow robe in her hand, she looked a bit hopeless.

The waiter brought in the washing things by himself.

Zhao Zhao still stood at the door, looking at the other two vigilantly: "What are you doing?"

Mo Yu said: "Aren't you going to go to the Demon Slayer to hear the trial today? Master asked me to come and pick you up."

Zhao Zhao originally planned to go to Beichen Immortal Mansion to find Zhang Yuan by himself, but Zhang Yuan specially sent Mo Yu over, nodded and said, "Thank you, I'll just clean it up."

"Don't worry, take your time. I ordered breakfast, and I just want to eat some later."

Mo Yu looked at Zhao Zhao.

About just waking up, the boy was only wearing a snow-colored jacket, his silk-like black hair was naturally loose, and on his feet were two soft shoes that were uniformly prepared for guests in the inn. Black eyes, with a bit of sleepiness, beautiful like gems, less aggressive, more soft and cute, the peach blossom mole at the end of the eye is also very beautiful, completely different from the temperament on his own eye, Mo Yu couldn't help but think of the snow-white little rabbit in Guanghan Palace.

The boy was still young, so he was alone outside, running around, and no one cared about him when he was drunk.

He must find a way to bring him back to Xuexiao Palace.

Let Master feel at ease.

"correct."

Mo Yu took the snow gown from Liu Fuying's hand: "Yesterday I saw that your snow gown was stained with wine, I'm afraid it's not easy to wash it off, so I sent someone to buy a new one from the tailor shop on the street, try it , see if it fits."

Zhao Zhao subconsciously wants to refuse.

Mo Yu said: "The owner of this tailor shop is very tricky and black-hearted to the extreme. Not only did he charge a sky-high price and beat me up, he also said that once the robe is sold, it will not be returned. It is darker than a black shop. This robe is I bought it according to your size, if you don’t wear it, I’m afraid you will have to throw it away.”

In fact, Zhao Zhao lacked a coat, not because of drinking, but because Zhang Heyuan cut a corner of it with Zhang Heyuan's sword energy yesterday on the Demon Slaying Stage.

Zhao Zhao was no longer polite, accepted it, and said, "Thank you."

**

After washing and changing his robes, when he reached the first floor, Mo Yu and Liu Fuying were already sitting in the lobby waiting.

Mo Yu ordered a table full of dishes.

Seeing that the snow robe fits him well, he immediately invites Zhao Zhao to come and sit down.

Zhao Zhao doesn't have much appetite, since he became Daoist, he already has the power of fasting, and he can maintain his physical strength without eating.

Zhao Zhao took a few mouthfuls and put down his chopsticks.

"Shall we go to Beichen Immortal Mansion?"

"No, let's go directly to kill the monster."

Mo Yu picked up a chopstick of fish meat and put it in Zhao Zhao's bowl.

"When we get to the place, Qinglong Yushi will take us in directly. It's still early, don't rush, eat first. At your age, you are still growing, and you eat too little."

As he said that, he picked up another chopstick of steamed meat and put it in the Zhaozhao bowl.

Breakfast is usually very delicately prepared, there are only a few pieces of meat in the plate, Liu Fuying looked at her empty bowl, and the empty plate in front of me, and I felt a bit stuffy.

He really didn't understand that he was no better than Zhaozhao in terms of family background, conduct, and conduct.Why does Mo Yu look down on him in all kinds of ways, always sneering and sarcastic, finding fault with him, but he is so generous and considerate to that little thing.It's like a different person.

They had clearly never even met face to face.

Zhaozhao has been staying in that small town in southern Yunnan for a hundred years, and has never been in contact with anyone except Liu Wenkang, Wuqing, and Bai Jun. He also practiced alone on weekdays, and after entering the Wuqing Dao, he was automatically closed. A lot of tricks, very unaccustomed to get along with strangers.

Mo Yu gave him a bowl full of meat, and he couldn't refuse, so he obediently ate some.

Mo Yu felt more and more that Zhao Zhao was like a well-behaved and harmless little rabbit.

Such a beautiful little rabbit should be placed in the most exquisite palace and raised properly, so as not to let him suffer a bit.No wonder, for the past 100 years, Master has always been depressed and unhappy, often alone outside Xuexiao Palace at night, staring at the lofty cliff in a trance.

Anyone who has raised such a beautiful and lovely little rabbit would not have the heart to throw it away.

After eating, Mo Yu asked Liu Fuying to pay the bill, and took Zhao Zhao into the fairy car first.

Since Daocheng, Zhaozhao has been full of unprecedented desire for power, whenever he has free time, he will habitually close his eyes and adjust his breath to absorb the surrounding immortal power.

Mo Yu originally wanted to find something to chat with Zhao Zhao, but when she saw this, she restrained herself.There is plenty of time in the future, just take your time.

Not long after, Liu Fuying came out, and the three of them took a car together to go to kill the monster.

The servants of Xuanyang Immortal Mansion got the order and did not dare to stop it. The fairy chariot drove all the way to the gate of Monster Slayer and stopped.

Mo Yu told Liu Fuying: "You don't have to go in if you stay outside to watch the car."

Although Liu Fuying felt extremely uncomfortable, but because of Mo Yu's power, she could only bear with it and agreed.Besides, he also knew that today was the meeting of the Demon Slayer Division, and the participants were all prominent figures from the five clans and twelve families. Without Zhang Yuan's order, he was indeed not qualified to participate.

Sure enough, the guards at the gate were replaced by heavenly soldiers in silver armor. When they saw Mo Yu, they saluted respectfully.

Mo Yu and Zhao Zhao said: "Let's wait for someone."

As soon as the words fell, a young man wearing a blue black suit and a green dragon jade plaque on his waist came out from the inside, and smiled slightly at the two of them: "The interrogation is about to begin, please come in later, Your Highness and Young Master Zhaozhao." .”

Mo Yu nodded, let Zhao Zhao go first, and asked the man: "How is your Highness?"

"Your Majesty is concerned, our Majesty is well."

Zhaozhao was a little dizzy from being surrounded by their Highnesses, looked at the jade plaque on the man's waist, and guessed that this must be Qinglong Yushi of the Dragon Clan.

The interrogation took place in the meeting hall of the Waiya.

Zhao Zhao and Mo Yu entered the office of the Monster Slaying Department, and saw a person standing in the courtyard.

Xuanyi lotus sleeves, face like cold jade, it is Chang Yuan.Seeing Zhaozhao coming in, Zhang Yuan beckoned: "Come here."

Zhao Zhao was taken aback.

Because this action contained a touch of intimacy, it made him a little uncomfortable.

But today he was able to come in to hear the trial, thanks to Zhang Yuan's help, so Zhao Zhao obediently walked over.

Zhang Yuan stretched out his hand, and took off the black ribbon tied on Zhao Zhao's eyes, took out a translucent thin white silk from his sleeve, and covered the boy's eyes again.

This white silk is made of unknown material, it is ice-cold and very comfortable, it can block the glare without obstructing the sight at all.

This is the most comfortable white silk that Zhao Zhao has worn for a hundred years.

The opponent's wide sleeves flicked, and another burst of lotus fragrance.

"Easy and tight?"

Zhao Zhao nodded. "Thank you Xianjun."

Hearing this address, Zhang Yuan paused and said, "Go in."

The Celestial Clan did not intervene in the affairs of the Demon Slayer, so Mo Yu went directly to the side room to have tea.

The meeting hall is full of people.

The patriarchs and representatives of the twelve families of the five clans were arranged in two rows. Huaibi, the crown prince of the dragon clan, sat at the head of the five clans, and the twelve families sat apart in order according to their strength.

There is only one empty seat left in the middle.

As soon as Zhang Yuan led Zhaozhao in, everyone's eyes focused on the snow-robed boy, some were surprised, some were shocked, and of course, there were also those who were dissatisfied but dared not show it, such as Zhang Heyuan.

Zhang Heyuan still remembered the vengeance with the sword yesterday, and thought, even if Zhao Zhao was a young disciple of Chang Yuan's sect, he shouldn't be so arrogant and make him face in public.

The Zhang family started out with swordsmanship, but he was defeated by a Huangkou boy, and he did not avenge his revenge. This made him how to gain a foothold in Xianzhou in the future, and how to deter other small clans.

The center was naturally Zhang Yuan's seat, and after Zhang Yuan sat down, he waved to Zhao Zhao: "Come here."

The eyes of everyone sitting on the left, right and lower heads were all turbulent.

Zhao Zhao didn't care, walked over according to the words, and heard Chang Yuan say: "Sit next to me."

Zhao Zhao took a look, only to find that Zhang Yuan had already asked someone to add a chair beside the main seat.

Zhang Heyuan couldn't bear it anymore: "Your Majesty, this, this is not very suitable... Now the people sitting in this meeting room are all important personnel from five clans and twelve families, a yellow-haired boy, it is fine to let him come in and listen. Not bad, I'm still sitting on the main seat."

Zhang Yuan said lightly: "If you feel inappropriate, you can go out."

Zhang Heyuan's complexion changed slightly, and only then did he remember what kind of temper this emperor had, and immediately shut his mouth, not daring to say anything more.

The others looked at their noses and noses and their minds, and they all shifted their eyes wisely, not daring to stare at Zhao Zhao again.

Zhang Yuan said: "Let's start the trial."