"It would be great if the Imperial Master could always be so gentle and considerate to me..."

Zhao Cuo couldn't help but smile when he heard her obviously concerned words.

Xiaobiezhi is gentle and kind-hearted, so it's not surprising that she would protect him, but for her to say such words, she obviously still remembers the night in Guangping Mansion.

His joking words made Master Chu look embarrassed.

"When are you still in the mood to joke?"

"Master Imperial Master, don't worry about me."

The young master narrowed his eyes and looked thoughtfully at the crimson flame that gradually enveloped the broad platform, and Princess Ning and Princess Anle were completely submerged in it.

"Quickly, before they dare to take action easily, Master Chu, send me to the fire. Maybe I can deal with the Seven Emotions Gu."

"I can't think of anything you, a little monk, can do."

How could Chu Biezhi let him face the fierce Gu? She held her sword and faced the three fire-raisers directly in front of her without saying a word. No one could clearly see her expression hidden under the white mist.

"If the Imperial Master does not take action, I will be rude first. I hope you will forgive me."

The old monk, dressed in simple robes, put his hands together and bowed.

"Do you really want to face me to the death?"

Chu Biezhi said coldly.

"I risk my life, but at least I can take one of you on the road. Why is this?"

"We know that Master Chu is the most powerful female swordsman in the world, but three holy realms can't stop you alone? No matter what, I can still keep you by waiting for my disciple to raise a fire."

Mr. Gu's face hidden in his green robe cannot be seen clearly.

"Dare you, a young Xiu An from the side sect, to speak arrogantly here?"

Master Chu suddenly provoked in a contemptuous tone.

There is no Gu Dao in the four orthodox cultivation paths of the human race.

As a Taoist Immortal, she could easily let the Gu cultivator break her defense by saying such words with arrogance.

"I want to see how long the Taoist Sect can remain aloof."

Mr. Gu's tone darkened.

"I also ask the two venerables to work with me to capture Master Chu."

'Just stand here and don't move around. I'll fight them a few times, and then I'll seize the opportunity to take you out.'

Chu Biezhi's heavy voice sounded in Zhao Cuo's mind.

"Master National Preceptor..."

Zhao Cuo looked at the small branches beside him, then looked down at the red flames that were gradually spreading not far away, and clenched his fists unconsciously.

At this time, he was still thinking about how to leave the Yan Kingdom with King Ning.

So he wanted to take a gamble on Princess Ning.

'But it's impossible that Master Chu is unwilling to leave alone, and I can't let him fight against three fire-raisers for me, so I have to give up the plan...'

He sighed reluctantly and chased from Ningguo to here, but in the end he could only end in failure.

In other words, he had no chance of winning from the beginning.

"Prince Ning has the mark left by Venerable Yongsheng on his body. The only way to take him away is after the World Heroes Conference, but this conference is a dead end..."

Zhao Cuo now understood that it was impossible for him and the Imperial Master alone to take away Prince Ning.

He was sure of winning in the first place because he didn't consider the existence of Seven Emotions Gu.

So much so that there is a holy war that is about to break out in front of us with no chance of winning.

"Please, Master Chu."

The two Buddhist sages took the lead and turned into golden light and shot towards the fiery red sky.

Mr. Gu took out a bone-white Gu flute.

The Chubie branch next to Zhao Cuo also disappeared.

"Woo~"

The rapid sound of the flute sounded, and colorful Gu insects of various colors circled around Mr. Gu, turning into an elliptical shield that completely enveloped him.

A sharp pale sword light struck at him, but the blow seemed to be just a feint and failed to break his defense.

The next moment, the white mist that enveloped Master Chu had already arrived behind the fat monk in the sky.

"Junior Brother Yonghui, be careful!"

Venerable Yongsheng took out the golden bowl that had just been pierced and beat it out.

"You are worthy of being the Imperial Master of Dayu, but it would be too arrogant to think of one against three. Senior brother, let's take action together."

The fat monk Yonghui narrowly avoided Chu's attack.

His raised right hand struck the white mist in front of him with a blazing light as bright as the sun.

Master Chu immediately withdrew and with a roar, the sword attacked Mr. Gu again. Immediately, a piece of Gu worm fell down powerlessly.

"So strong..."

Mr. Gu's face was ugly as he emerged from the black mass of Gu insects.

He had already suffered a small loss in the brief confrontation just now.

This kind of power reminded him of the Queen Mother.

"Two venerables, let's take action together, otherwise we won't be able to capture her for a while."

He felt that if Chu Guoshi continued to fight with the three of them separately, even if they were defeated one by one, it would not be much better.

"Something must be done..."

Zhao Cuo took a deep breath and looked up.

The Chu State Master gradually fell into the combined attacks of the three fire-raisers.

After a while, she could only rely on her superb speed to dodge and barely face the enemy.

"Hurry up and bring someone to this king."

When everyone is under the pressure of the power of fire and dare not act rashly.

Prince Ning suddenly looked at the rough and strong man standing alone with hateful eyes.

"Take this piece of work down!"

He raised his finger and pointed at Zhao Cuo while breathing messily.

The hatred for seizing his wife is irreconcilable. Now, Prince Ning’s mind is still filled with what happened the night before. His sweet wife, whom he has never touched, was robbed of her purity by this reckless husband!

When he thought of this, his eyes turned red with hatred!

"The king's ability to betray his legitimate wife is truly admirable to a certain family."

Zhao Cuo looked at Prince Ning who was glaring at him with mocking eyes.

"Why don't you take down this Demon Queen Eagle Dog?"

King Yan shouted in a deep voice.

"As commanded."

A man with a hoarse voice replied vaguely.

Zhao Cuo stood there unmoved.

Suddenly a mirror light flashed!

"Um?"

A young man in well-dressed clothes was frozen in front of Zhao Cuo. Pang walked out slowly holding a bright mirror in his hands and captured the attacker in the mirror.

"Is it a magic weapon refined by Dao Sect immortals?"

King Yan's expression did not change.

"Even if a strong man in the seventh realm is holding a magic weapon, how can he stop the might of thousands of troops? My personal army has always been outside the villa."

As the head of the seven vassal kings, he spoke to Zhao Cuo in an understatement.

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Zhao Cuo knew that he was telling the truth. Except for the extraordinary fire-bearer who could destroy the country alone, even if he reached the seventh level, he would only have the courage of one man to fight a hundred people among thousands of armies.

This is why Emperor Yongzhao was chased by him with his cavalry in the Huainan Kingdom and fled in embarrassment.

Soldiers are a major matter for the country.

"Brother Wang, please leave this thief to me."

Prince Ning's tone was full of deep hatred for Zhao Cuo.
To be continued...