The Lady in the General’s Arms is a Bigshot in Mystic Arts

The fire of Jiuqu came up in an instant, what a fart!

Who is used to him!

It's not good to be an emperor if you want to be an emperor.

Doing nothing all day long!

Now it's threatening people!

"I don't teach." Jiuqu sat there and said, "If you want to learn fortune telling, you can't, but if you want to kill me, you can do whatever you want."

There's no point in being alive anyway.

I don't want to live anymore.

So be it.

On the side, Zhao Heng's personal guards looked at him with a knife, the tip of the knife was cold and faintly chilled.

Jiuqu is not afraid. He is eighty years old this year. He has been a tutor, a prisoner, a cook, a carpenter, and a porter. He has been hiding for the rest of his life.

He has taught three students in his life, one has become the emperor, one has been a grand teacher, and the rest...

Although the child was a bit blunt, he was as wise as a fool. She also learned the two tricks he taught very well, and she will definitely not be much worse in the future.

The person in the golden dragon robe seemed to have guessed what he would say.

He lifted his gray face, smiled grimly at Jiuqu, and said, "It seems that the master doesn't want to save the life of his junior sister."

"Your junior sister is not a junior sister, why is the emperor still chasing relatives?" The ragged old man looked at him and smiled, "You and Shen Rulan are the only two students of mine, and I have taught him all about divination and refining medicine. , if the emperor wants to learn, why not go to him!"

"Old man, I am already eighty years old this year. I can hardly see what the emperor looks like. People are almost confused. What else can the Pope look like?"

Zhao Heng looked at him sullenly, not believing a word!

Full of nonsense!

It's not wrong that he taught Shen Rulan, but what did Shen Rulan learn? Fortune-telling is sometimes on time but not inaccurate, and the medicine he made... made his energy worse and worse.

"Sir, this is too biased." After a long pause, Zhao Heng looked at the ragged man in front of him and said, "But I can also figure it out."

"Who doesn't like a fair and clean little girl."

The voice was low and threatening.

Jiuqu's face remained unchanged, but the hands hidden in the sleeves tightened slightly.

"People say that brothers and sisters are the closest. My sister has suffered so much outside before. When I bring her into the palace, she will be well-clothed and well-fed. This gentleman can rest assured—"

Jiuqu stared at that gray and bloodless face, why didn't he take the pill to kill him!

Even when I'm old, I still miss the little girl in her teens.

"Really." Jiuqu's voice was faint, "When I saw that child in the restaurant, I thought she was smart and smart. I taught her a few dishes. When I saw someone bullying her, I taught her two tricks to protect herself..."

"Although she has never been regarded as a student, since the emperor thinks so, let's treat her as her."

"Speaking of which, she used to not have enough to eat, and she just worked all day long. If she could wait for the emperor's grace to enter the palace and become a concubine, it would be her good fortune—"

He squinted his eyes and looked at Zhao Heng's face. He had already pinched a silver needle in his hand, and his eyes fell on Zhao Heng's neck.

It's better to kill this beast as soon as possible.

Save those who stay to harm people.

The moment he was about to strike, Zhao Heng lowered his head and looked at his hand, "Take it for me."

The surrounding black shadows moved immediately, Jiuqu quickly raised his hand, and the silver needle sprang out from his hand, but was quickly blocked by someone.

Jiuqu is good at daggers, not hidden weapons like silver needles.

He was pressed down and stared at the unharmed Zhao Heng, only hating himself for not practicing the silver needle properly.

I'm also very sorry that I didn't strangle this wolf-hearted thing.