General, Your Wife Is Requesting Your Return Home For Farming

No matter what, she would fertilize it first.

Su Xiaoxiao returned to her room with Wei Ting and entered the pharmacy. She fertilized the Snake Bone Flower according to the dosage on the bag.

It was late. The three little fellows couldn’t bear to part with Su Xiaoxiao. They leaned into her arms and wanted to be hugged.

Wei Ting snorted. “Are you two years old? Are you still sticking to your mother all day!”

Dahu said, “You’re already in your twenties. Aren’t you always clingy? Did we criticize you?”

Wei Ting was speechless.

“The few of you have become bold, right?”

“I can’t deal with the older ones, but I sure can deal with the younger ones.”

He took the little packrats out of Su Xiaoxiao’s arms one by one.

The packrats obediently ran away.

Wei Ting was feeling smug.

In the next second, Wei Xu came out with a murderous aura.

Wei Ting was speechless.

After being scammed by his brothers, Wei Little Seven was tricked by his three sons again. He could be said to be miserable.

At night, Wei Ting sent Su Xiaoxiao back to the Cheng family.

The coachman was Uncle Quant s trusted aide and didn’t ask anything he shouldn’t have.

It was time for the night market to be set up. The streets were a little congested.

Su Xiaoxiao lifted the curtain to get some air.

Suddenly, she frowned.

When one really cared about someone, he would not let go of any abnormal expression on her face, even if it was a cheap shot.

Wei Ting asked, “What’s wrong?”

When Su Xiaoxiao looked over again, that figure was gone.

She shook her head. “Maybe I saw wrongly.”

Princess Hui An was far away in the capital. How could she have come to the southern border? How could she even be dressed up as a young man from the southern border?

She had asked Su Xuan to take good care of her. Even if she wanted to come to the southern border to look for her, Su Xuan would not let her go out to take risks.

“I wonder how the results of Su Xuan and Shen Chuan are.”

On the 9th, 12th, and 15th of February, there were a total of three rounds. Each round lasted three days.

The top ranking candidate would become a scholar, and the first place would be Huiyuan.

It was already March, and the results should have been out long ago. Unfortunately, they were far away in the southern border and could not see the rankings.

Su Xiaoxiao continued, “Do you think Shen Chuan or Su Xuan is the rankings?”

Wei Ting asked, “Why can’t it be someone else?”

Su Xiaoxiao said righteously, “I don’t know anyone else. I naturally hope that they can get first place.”

“It’s hard to say,” Wei Ting said. “Examinations are very subjective. Some examiners prefer sharp literary style, and some examiners prefer the middle path. If they’re in the same batch as me, I know who will be first.”

Su Xiaoxiao asked curiously, “Who is it?”

Wei Ting boasted shamelessly, “Me.”

Su Xiaoxiao was speechless.

The carriage continued forward. When it left the noisy street and turned into a quiet alley, Wei Ting acutely caught a trace of killing intent.

He slowly gripped the hilt of the sword on the table.

“What happened?”

As soon as Su Xiaoxiao finished speaking, Wei Ting pulled out his sword and cut the arrow that broke through the window.

Su Xiaoxiao smelled the incense on the arrowhead and frowned. “It’s someone from the Holy Maiden Temple! The arrow is poisoned! Have your whereabouts been exposed?”

“Not necessarily,” Wei Ting said. “This is the only way to the Cheng family. They might just be waiting here. Don’t get out of the carriage.”

Su Xiaoxiao nodded.

Wei Ting told the coachman to be careful. He jumped onto the roof and forced a puppet expert from the Holy Maiden Temple out of the darkness.

The Saintess wanted to kill Su Xiaoxiao.

Not only because Su Xiaoxiao had obtained the Cheng family head’s token, but also because the Saintess had been repeatedly defeated by Su Xiaoxiao and her right to interfere in the Holy Selection had been taken away.

This caused Cheng Qingxue’s position as the Saintess to be precarious.

In addition, the Saintess probably knew everything that happened on the Holy Mountain today.

She snatched Cheng Qingxue?s Holy Bird and cut away the Snake Bone Flower of the Holy Mountain.

It would be strange if the Saintess could take this lying down.

Since she did not get rid of her on the Holy Mountain, she would wait for her on the way home and kill her.

Wei Ting faced four puppet experts.

Su Xiaoxiao said, “No way. You think so highly of me and sent four top experts to kill me?”

Wei Ting’S martial arts had advanced by leaps and bounds. He was not at a disadvantage in the battle with the four of them.

However, just as the two sides were fighting fiercely, a shadow peeled off from the night and suddenly pulled out its sword to stab at the carriage.

Wei Ting’S eyebrows twitched.

It was Leng Ziling! “Be careful!”

He shouted.

Seeing this, the coachman decisively used his body to block the sword for the young lady.

Unfortunately, Leng Ziling sent him flying with a palm.

The sword pierced into the carriage.

Clang!

A dart shot through the air and hit his sword.

The sword deviated an inch and stabbed the wall of the carriage.

Leng Ziling was slightly stunned.

He did not expect someone’s martial arts to be so high that a small stone caused him to miss.

Wei Ting was also a little surprised.

Wind and sand suddenly swept up in the alley, and a dangerous and terrifying aura filled the sky.

It was not Big Brother’s, nor was it Sixth Brother’s or the assassin’s.

It was a completely unfamiliar aura.

However, he was not hostile to him and the little fat peacock.

Who was this person?

Wei Ting suddenly remembered the mysterious expert who saved Su Xiaoxiao from the Northern Holy Mountain during the day.

Could it be the same person?

The four puppet experts were also confused.

Wei Ting took the opportunity to rush down, grab the coachman, and throw him into the carriage. He held the reins. “Giddyup!”

The carriage sped away.

Leng Ziling and the four puppet experts wanted to chase after them, but a long sword shot over with irresistible force. The scabbard stabbed into the hard limestone ground for a full foot! It was already difficult for the tip of the sword to stab into the stone, let alone the scabbard.

This person’s internal strength was unfathomable!

The few of them looked at the sword in front of them, as if they would die without a burial place if they dared to take a step forward.

However, puppet experts were not afraid of death.

Once they received a mission, they only had two choices:

Either the target would die or they would.

Just as they were about to chase after Su Xiaoxiao, a white-robed man in a jade mask descended from the sky and landed beside the sword. “Don’t force me to attack.”

He said calmly.

A puppet expert did not listen to him and swung his sword at him.

He pulled out the sword that was stuck in the ground.

Leng Ziling, who was on the roof opposite, was stunned.

That was…

The Rakshasa Sword!

Once Rakshasa Sword was drawn, the King ofHell’s Hall would open.

The first move — the appearance of the King of Hell.

The four puppet experts did not even see the other party’s actions before they fell into a pool of blood. ‘What a fast sword technique!”

In the world of martial arts, only speed could not be broken.

Leng Ziling decided to retreat and used his qinggong to enter the night.

The white-robed man looked at the puppet experts on the ground who had died with grievances. He retracted his gaze and turned to leave.

The bright moonlight landed on his jade-like hand.

He moved his wrist and waved a sword qi, closing everyone’s eyes..