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Yang Qianli is their current master. If they really catch the wrong person, the consequences will be disastrous.

"Who are you?"

The leader could only look at Qin Shuting with suspicion and ask again.

It was not until now that he put aside his emotions and looked at Qin Shuting carefully. He found that the beauty in front of him was even more beautiful than the current Crown Prince's wife.

It's over. It seems that this woman is really the prince's person. If she is caught, we will be doomed.

Qin Shuting didn't even think of answering the leading guard's question and just stood there.

Today, Qin Shuting dared to come to the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion and kill people, so she was ready to make a big deal out of it.

Not to mention the bastards in Yang Qianli's gang, now even a servant in the mansion dares to set his sights on his own son!

Qin Shuting now wants to let these people know that if anyone dares to touch her son, she will kill him!

In this case, the leading guard had no choice but to quickly send someone to inform his superior.

The guard who received the order quickly turned around and rushed into the mansion. Not long after, a middle-aged man wearing armor and obviously with extraordinary bearing came out with his men.

This person is the so-called commander, of course, he is only the deputy commander.

When he saw Qin Shuting, he recognized her at first sight and felt a little bitter in his heart.

Damn it! If he had known that things would be so troublesome, he should not have come out and let others take the blame.

This is the palace fighting drama of their Yang family, and it has nothing to do with me. If I get involved in it, I will get into trouble.

"Mrs. Qin, what are you doing today? Not to mention killing someone in front of our house, this person is also a servant in our house. You need to give an explanation for this matter."

The deputy commander had no choice but to bite the bullet and ask with an indifferent look.

Qin Shuting pointed her sword at the corpse on the ground without any fear and said coldly: "This person bullied my son and stole my things. Doesn't he deserve to die?"

"Don't even mention the servants. Even if it's you, if you dare to bully my son, you will end up like this!"

Qin Shuting's words were so arrogant that they could be considered a provocation, but the deputy commander did not dare to show any anger.

His face became even gloomier, and he was cursing the dead Wang Dachun in his heart.

Damn it, why pick on Yang Huaian when there are so many people to pick on? Even if you don't like him, he is still Yang Qianli's son, one of the young masters of this mansion, and the master of these servants!

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The deputy commander suddenly thought that Wang Dachun's behavior was obviously brainless. Could it be that Madam Liu was behind this?

If this is true, then things will be troublesome. I am stuck in the middle and don't know how to deal with it.

The deputy commander had no choice but to pretend he didn't know: "If that's the case, then this man really deserves to die. Now that he's dead, Aunt Qin's anger should have subsided. Let's retreat."

After saying that, the deputy commander returned to the Duke Zhenguo's Mansion with his men.

In this case, Qin Shuting naturally picked up her sword and left. Anyway, the purpose of today's commotion had been achieved, and there was no point in staying here any longer.

As for Wang Dachun, in the end, the matter was left unresolved.

However, this matter soon spread throughout the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion, and all the servants and maids now knew that Yang Huaian had a mother who would kill for him at any time.

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The days began to become much calmer after that, and Yang Huaian continued to practice his own elixirs in order to cultivate himself.

If there are no medicinal herbs, let Bukong sneak out to find them.

Of course, every time they went out, Yang Huaian had to give some extra money so that Bukong could go out for a bite to eat.

Bukong seemed to have a magical storage device on him, and he could carry a lot of medicinal materials in and out easily every time, and no one would notice.

Yang Huaian was a little envious of this, and thought that he would have the chance to find a suitable one in the future.

Before he knew it, Yang Huaian had been under house arrest in his mansion for more than three months.

The number of small Peiyuan Pills refined has increased from the original twelve to a total of fifty.

With these small Peiyuan Pills, Yang Huaian slowed down the speed of pill refining and began to take these pills to temper his body.

This small Peiyuan Pill is indeed a mid-grade Xuan-level elixir that can drive even the most powerful Tongxuan masters crazy.

Every time Yang Huaian eats one, he can feel his body strength increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye!

It was not until I took the 40th pill that the feeling gradually subsided.

Yang Huaian knew his own physical strength, and it had probably reached its limit. There was no point in continuing to eat.

Therefore, Yang Huaian put away the remaining ten small Peiyuan Pills, perhaps they could be used later.

Through this period of alchemy, his Netherworld Fire has grown to the size of a basketball.

If ranked according to the realm of cultivation, the current Netherworld Fire should be around the great perfection of the acquired realm, and it is only one step away from a breakthrough.

Yang Huaian has been stuck on this for nearly half a month, but he is not in a hurry. The last thing he lacks now is time.

Since neither the physical body nor the Netherworld Fire can improve his strength, Yang Huaian can only focus his thoughts on other aspects.

For example, the immortal rope that was taken from that sloppy Taoist priest.

Now, he had no way to ask Qin Meng for advice, so he could only turn his eyes to Bukong.

But, Bu Kong was not honest every day and stayed in the yard. Yang Huaian was thankful for the one out of ten times that happened.

If someone really wanted to kill him, Yang Huaian would probably be cold when the old beggar came back.

It was not until late at night that Bukong, who had been missing for several days, finally appeared in the yard.

"Senior, you're out and about every day, and you're nowhere to be seen for three days or two. If something happens to me, who will fulfill your promises?"

Yang Huaian couldn't help but complain as soon as he came up. He had to be careful now. There was actually nothing wrong with what he said.

"Do you really think I'm not prepared at all? I left a mark on you. If anything happens, I will definitely show up at the first opportunity."

Bukong smiled and said, seeming very confident about this.

"That's better." Yang Huaian curled his lips, obviously not quite believing it.

Too lazy to argue with Bukong anymore, he inexplicably and cleverly brought the topic to the clues.

"Senior, what is the origin of this spiritual weapon? Can you tell me about it?"

Yang Huaian did not directly talk about the Immortal Binding Rope on his body, but asked.

"Hmm? With your current cultivation level, you don't even have any spiritual power. The right way is to condense your spiritual sea. Knowing these is useless to you."

Bukong glanced at Yang Huaian and answered with a smile.

However, Yang Huaian shook his head: "Anyway, I'm bored now, so just tell me about these things, just think of it as chatting with me."

"You've been away for the past three days and I'm almost suffocating in the yard alone."

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