After Shanhe Lingzhi transmigrated into Zhao Jing, I tried my best to survive

Chapter 11 Three Pieces of Glazed Armor

Returning to the Yueyang School from the outskirts of the city, Zhao Jing took Xie'er back to where the five pieces of glazed armor were located.

Zhao Jing's piece was hung around Xie'er's neck; Gao Chong gave his own, Zhang Yusen's, and Shen Shen's to Mo Huaiyang before the hero meeting.Another piece was passed into the hands of Wen Kexing through the soul-entangled silk box, and Lao Wen deliberately hung it on his body, but it was stolen by Jiuzhuan Linghu Fang, and it went round and round into the hands of King Jin.

Xie'er sat on the floor next to Zhao Jing's chair, put his hands on Zhao Jing's knees obediently, thoughtfully. "So, foster father is still four yuan short..."

That's right, I only have one-fifth of Liulijia, and I'm still far from the goal of "opening the world's largest library".

What's more, it's useless to have Liulijia, and you need a key.The key is Lao Wen's hairpin.

Because the original owner fed poison to Gao Chong's sword back then, which eventually caused Wen Ruyu and his wife to be killed. Now that he is disguised as Zhao Jing, it's hard to say whether he can get the key in the end.

Hey, headache.

Xie'er's eyes were shining, he asked Zhao Jing carefully: "Father, do you have any plans?"

Zhao Jing was helpless: "Let's start with Mo Huaiyang first. After all, the three pieces of glazed armor in his hand originally belonged to the Wuhu League. Let him return to the original owner, the piece of King Jin..."

Xie'er said: "Don't worry about the father-in-law over there, Duan Pengju has already contacted Poison Bodhisattva, and I believe a cooperation will be reached soon. As for Mo Huaiyang, hehe, after the Qingfeng Sword Sect is destroyed, the three glazed armors will naturally It belongs to the adoptive father."

"Don't do it!" Zhao Jing hurriedly held Xie'er down, "No matter what, I can't put you in danger."

Xie'er leaned his head on Zhao Jing's knee, he stretched out his hand to gently trace Zhao Jing's face, his dark eyes were full of affection. "Xie'er is willing to give everything for foster father, including life."

Zhao Jing knew that Xie'er founded the poisonous scorpion assassination organization and dealt with dark and dead things all the year round. How could such a little scorpion not long for warmth?

If Zhou Zishu is the light in Wen Kexing's life, then Zhao Jing is the light in Xie'er's life, the only remaining warm sun in his young life.

Zhao Jing sighed, pulled Xie'er up from the ground, "It's cold on the floor, you can sit on my lap."

As soon as the words came out, Zhao Jing suddenly felt that his old face was slightly hot—well, he had already slept anyway, so he would be ashamed and appear hypocritical.

Xie'er gently sat on Zhao Jing's knee and wrapped his arms around Zhao Jing's neck.

Zhao Jing put his arms around Xie'er's waist and asked softly: "Tell foster father, what did you do so early in the morning?"

Xie'er said: "I went to deal with a group of medicine soldiers. If those things are kept, sooner or later they will be used by other sects to attack the foster father. Since the poisonous scorpion has already submitted to the Five Lakes Alliance, it cannot cause trouble for the foster father."

Zhao Jing was delighted, knowing that the original owner in the play asked Xie'er to destroy the medicine man, and even called Xie Xie a sorcerer, but in the end Xie'er did not destroy those frightening things.

Now that Xie'er is taking the initiative to deal with the medicine army, does that mean that Xie'er is one step further away from blackening?

Sure enough, the power of love is both powerful and healing.

Zhao Jing leaned in front of Xie'er, and the strong medicinal fragrance from Xie'er's body entered Zhao Jing's nostrils, making him intoxicated.Zhao Jing took another greedy puff, "I'll go and explain the affairs of the Wuhu League, and I'll leave for the Qingfeng Sword Sect tomorrow."

You can't always indulge in gentleness, I still want to start a career.The purpose of starting a business is to better indulge in the gentle hometown in the future!

Zhao Jing ran out of the room in a hurry to arrange the internal work of the Five Lakes League.But he didn't know that after he left the room, Xie'er suddenly recruited his subordinates.

"What the foster father wants, Xie'er will enshrine on the foster father's lap."

Whether it is the supreme martial arts, or crack the earth to seal the king, your ideal is my goal.

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Zhao Jing set off with more than 100 disciples of the Wuhu League.

Deng Kuan, the head disciple of the Yueyang Sect, has awakened. Deng Kuan had experience in helping Gao Chong deal with affairs before, so he was asked to take charge of the Yueyang Sect.On the side of the Five Lakes League, Zhao Jing has already sent someone to ask Shen Shen to sit in charge.

Although Shen Shen in the play is a bit of a not-so-intelligent sub, but there is no way, the Wuhu League now needs a martial arts senior, otherwise it will only be managed by the juniors, and I am afraid it will not be suppressed at all.

Along the way, Zhao Jing was thinking about how to negotiate with Mo Huaiyang.Seduce each other with gold, silver and jewels, or recommend Lao Mo to be the leader of the martial arts?

After thinking about it, I can't think of a way.

Zhao Jing finally decided to adapt to the situation.It's just that this mighty team, why does it still look so deserted?

Zhao Jing finally discovered a problem. They walked for three days, and Xie'er disappeared for three days.

What about scorpion?Before leaving, he was still sticking to his adoptive father, saying sweetly, "Where the adoptive father will go in the future, I will go there by myself", why did he disappear again as soon as he set off?

Zhao Jing reined in the reins, and asked the guards following Xie'er behind him, "Where is the Scorpion King?"

The guard nodded to Zhao Jing: "Report to the leader! The subordinates don't know!"

Okay, this little scorpion won't even tell his adoptive father whereabouts, so how can he tell his subordinates, it's useless to ask.

Zhao Jing was bored, and heard from other disciples who were familiar with the road that the Qingfeng Sword Sect was coming soon, Zhao Jing cheered up again.

"Help! Help!" An old and hurried voice sounded in the mountains.

The disciples and guards around Zhao Jing began to be vigilant.

"Who is it?!" The guard at the front drew out his sword to meet the person coming, but he was even more shocked after recognizing the identity of the person, "Master Mo?!"

The head Mo here is definitely not Mo Xiaobei. Zhao Jing got off his horse, pushed away the disciples and guards around him, and Mo Huaiyang, the head of the Qingfeng Sword Sect, caught his eyes.

Mo Huaiyang ran in a panic and stumbled.No matter how powerful he is in martial arts, he will still be old and physically exhausted.

Zhao Jing quickly supported Mo Huaiyang, "Master Mo, what happened?"

He asked like this, but he couldn't help guessing in a bad direction in his heart. Could it be that the Qingfeng Sword Sect was besieged?He had told Xie'er not to touch the Qingfeng faction before, so who is so bold?

"A large number of men in black surrounded the Qingfeng sect, and drove my disciples to a desperate situation. The children struggled for three days! President Zhao, hurry, hurry and save..."

Mo Huaiyang's lips were dry and his voice was extremely hoarse.

Zhao Jing motioned to his subordinates and handed Mo Huaiyang the water bag.

Zhao Jing thought to himself, the man in black?That is, unknown persons.A large number, indicating that the quantity is difficult to calculate.I only brought a hundred or so disciples with me, and the purpose of this time was to negotiate with Mo Huaiyang, not to help him fight.

save?It's a bit overpowering, and more innocent people may be involved.Do not save?It doesn't seem humane.

While hesitating, Mo Huaiyang suddenly grabbed Zhao Jing's arm, and whispered in his ear: "If Leader Zhao is willing to rescue, Mo is willing to thank you with three pieces of glazed armor!"

Zhao Jing smiled awkwardly, "Master Mo, that's not what I meant..." I also have to consider the safety of my people, don't I?

"Save the Qingfeng Sword Sect!" the guard following Xie'er beside Zhao Jing suddenly drew his sword and shouted.

"Save the Qingfeng Sword Sect!" A group of young people suddenly shouted.

Zhao Jing was at a loss, "Huh?" I am the leader, okay, you people think I don't exist?

The guard said: "Leave 20 people to protect the leader and head! The others follow me and join the Qingfeng sect!" After finishing speaking, he slapped the horse's ass with a whip and left in a hurry.

The others followed suit, leaving only a cloud of dust behind.

Zhao Jing panicked, and he didn't care about the smell of the exhaust, so he got on his horse and chased after him.

These brats!Want to save people without understanding the situation? !The key is not to listen to yourself, is it against the sky? !

After Zhao Jing rode into the Qingfeng sect, he realized that things were not that simple.

Although it was an unidentified man in black who forced Mo Huaiyang's disciples into the retreat cave, there were no obvious signs of fighting inside the sect, and no dead Qingfeng sect disciples were seen.

So the man in black just deliberately created a sense of oppression, but he didn't actually send a deadly hand to Qingfeng.

Rather than saying that the man in black rushed in, it was more like the man in black was driving sheep into the pen.

After the reinforcements from the Five Lakes League came in, the men in black pretended to resist and retreated one after another, as if they were acting.

Mo Huaiyang nervously stood outside the cave used for retreat and shouted loudly: "Quickly open the mechanism! I am your leader! Those people have already retreated!"

After shouting three times, the barrier of the cave opened.

Zhao Jing hurried in with Mo Huaiyang, and all the disciples gathered in the cave were Qingfeng Sect disciples.These disciples used to be like the moon and the breeze, spotless, but now they all lowered their brows and drooped their eyes, with disheveled faces.

Seeing his senior brother appear, Fan Huaikong burst into tears.

Among the group of disciples, a girl in purple was particularly eye-catching.

Zhao Jing was excited, ah, that's my good daughter Ah Xiang~ But it's not the time to knock Cao Xiang's CP yet.Zhao Jing said to Fan Huaikong: "How is the current situation of your faction?"

Fan Huaikong cupped his hands to Zhao Jing: "Only a dozen or so disciples were injured, the others..." Fan Huaikong looked at Zhao Jing shyly, "They are all hungry. This retreat is short of water and food, and we were tossed into pieces by men in black. In this way, League Leader Zhao will laugh at you."

Zhao Jing asked the disciples of the Five Lakes League to help them, mainly to help them cook some food and change the dressing for the wounded.Fan Huaikong was also helped to Qingfeng Canteen.

In the cave, there were only Mo Huaiyang and Zhao Jing.

Mo Huaiyang took out three pieces of glazed armor from his bosom, and looked at them reluctantly, "Leader Zhao, don't you think these men in black are strange...?"

Zhao Jing held his chin and said: "It's quite strange, the thunder is loud and the rain is little."

Mo Huaiyang asked with deep meaning: "I don't know how Leader Zhao thinks about this incident?"

Zhao Jing was a little annoyed, he could see that Mo Huaiyang's eccentric questioning method had some deep meaning.

He came here to get back the Liuli Armor that belonged to the Five Lakes League, but when an accident happened to the Qingfeng Sword Sect, he became Lei Feng himself, and he was asked all kinds of questions.

Zhao Jingdao: "How do you see? Of course you see with your eyes!"

Grandpa, do you want to give Liulijia, or do you not want to give it?

Mo Huaiyang shook the glass armor in his palm twice, like cutting flesh, and handed it to Zhao Jing. "Hero Zhao solved the crisis of my Qingfeng Sword Sect, so Mo will offer the Liuli Armor..."

Zhao Jing was also polite, and hurriedly took it, for fear that the other party would go back on his word and take it back. "Master Mo, I see that you are busy running around, so hurry up and eat something to rest."

Zhao Jing sincerely suggested that this is an old man Fei's drama, but he really didn't want to bother the old man.

People from the Five Lakes League were arranged in other courtyards.

Zhao Jing clutched the glazed armor, and ran all the way back to his room.

As soon as the door was closed, a pair of hands hugged him from behind.

"Is foster father happy?" It was Xie'er's voice, Zhao Jing didn't need to look at his expression, he knew that the little scorpion was smiling at the moment.

Zhao Jing turned around, and took out from his bosom an exquisite brocade bag embroidered with gold thread on a black background, which contained three pieces of glazed armor. "Look! I didn't expect to get it so easily! On the way here, I was still thinking about how to talk to Mo Huaiyang!"

Xie'er just frowned, looking at Zhao Jing's happy face, his face was full of happiness.

Zhao Jing was a little strange: "Why are you not excited or surprised at all?"

Xie'er said: "What's so surprising about this, my adoptive father is invincible in the world, he will definitely get what he wants."

Mo Huaiyang is an old fox, and Zhao Jing is actually not sure that he can persuade him to return the Liulijia.But, why is Xie Er so determined?Is it just relying on the filter of the adoptive father?

Zhao Jing asked, "What have you been doing these three days?"

Scorpion was stunned: "I..."

There are also those men in black who were very cruel when they persecuted the Qingfeng Sword Sect, but after the Five Lakes League came, they just resisted and ran away.The man in black got nothing in the end, did he do this just because he wanted to tease Mo Huaiyang?

Zhao Jing's face darkened, and he pulled Xie'er to sit down, "Xie'er, what's going on with those men in black today?"

"I... don't know..." Xie'er lowered her head, not daring to look into Zhao Jing's eyes.

Zhao Jing stepped forward, hooked Xie'er's chin, and forced him to look at him. "Xie'er, you are not good at lying, so why did you hide it from your adoptive father?"

Xie'er panicked for a moment, he quickly grabbed Zhao Jing's hand, and explained in a panic: "I just want to help my adoptive father! If the adoptive father just wants to obtain Liulijia through negotiation, how can it be so smooth? That old thing Mo Huaiyang I will definitely dig a hole for my adoptive father!"

"So...so Xie'er thought, why not create a crisis for Mo Huaiyang, make him owe favors to the Wuhu League, and then automatically send Liulijia back..."

Xie'er's voice was as thin as a mosquito, his chest heaved violently, and there was anxiety and fear in his expression.He just stood beside his righteous father just now. Could it be that this time, his foster father doesn't want him?

"Are you very angry..." Scorpion asked.

"Yes." Zhao Jing replied blankly, he took his hand out of Xie'er's hand and waved it.

Xie'er thought that Zhao Jing would hit him, so he turned his face up and closed his eyes.

However, that palm did not land on Xie'er's cheek hard, but gently patted his pale face gently and intimately.

"You little Nanman! Are you trying to piss me off sincerely? You didn't say anything in advance when you disappeared for three days! Why didn't you tell me if you had a plan? Why did you keep it from me?" Zhao Jing said.

He guessed at the time whether the man in black was related to the poisonous scorpion, and if so, he was ready to protect the scorpion.

Finally, I realized Zhou Zishu's feelings because of Lao Wen's fake death plan without telling him.

Xie'er's eyes were red, "I'm worried that my adoptive father will disagree, and I'm afraid that my adoptive father will think I'm dirty. After all... my adoptive father is a decent family..."

When the little scorpion cried, Zhao Jing felt his heart was about to break.Zhao Jingdao: "Why would I despise you? The so-called good and evil are just man-made distinctions, some famous families are just beasts in clothes, and their behavior is not as good as a villain."

"Tell me, how to punish you?" Zhao Jing asked.

Xie'er thought for a while, "Just...don't sleep with foster father for three days."

Zhao Jing sighed: "You are not punishing yourself, but punishing me."

He walked to the bed and lay down on it. It was so comfortable!I haven't had a good night's sleep for three days in a hurry.

Zhao Jing propped his arms back, propped up his upper body, and gave Xie'er a look. "I'll punish you... sit up and move yourself."