Chapter 119 The Use of Fire-Fighting Princess
Yan Lingji brought Wushuang and followed Cheng Jiao to a small courtyard near Jubao Pavilion.

Watching Cheng Jiao holding an oversized iron shovel and handing it to Wushuang.

"Is this what you want?"

Cheng Jiao looked at Yan Lingji's confused eyes and coughed lightly.

"Dig."

While Yan Lingji was at a loss, Zi Nu crossed her arms over her chest, walked in gracefully, and brought two people in.

"These are Boss Tang Qi's trusted aides. Wei Zhuang has already handed the blueprints to them. They are responsible for carrying the soil and fixing the tunnel. Wei Zhuang has also tested the soil here and it is very suitable for digging tunnels."

Cheng Jiao added: "To prevent accidents, the soil that has been carried out should be piled up inside the house and in the yard, and no one can step out of the yard for the next few days."

The two sturdy men clasped their fists and said, "Tang Qi has already given instructions. Everything is up to you, young master."

Yan Lingji heard that they were preparing to dig a tunnel.

"Then why did you ask me to come?"

Cheng Jiao was a little embarrassed: "Time is tight and the task is heavy. The defense of this courtyard is now handed over to you. And..."

Yan Lingji had a bad premonition and blinked her big eyes.

"What else? You're not going to let me continue to light the fire and cook?"

Cheng Jiao grinned and said, "How can that be possible? When digging the tunnel, you can light it with fire to reinforce it and provide some light."

Yan Lingji looked up at the blue sky.

Okay, we don’t need to burn firewood this time, we’ll burn soil instead.

Zi Nu covered her mouth lightly, feeling very interesting that such a beautiful woman was used by Cheng Jiao as security guard and to dig tunnels.

"Sister, you've worked hard. I'll send someone to deliver meals on time."

Yan Lingji pursed her lips, recalling the etiquette that Ahri taught her, and saluted a little awkwardly.

"It's not hard to work for you, sir."

She is the young master's woman now, and can no longer show her charm in front of others as she did in the past. She needs to learn some social etiquette.

But the young master asked her to relax more in private, and it would be better if she stuck to him like a little wild cat.

She understood Cheng Jiao's little thoughts and was also trying to balance the transition between charm and purity.

Zi Nu took Yan Ling Ji's hand and said with a smile, "There's no need for this between us."

As for Yan Lingji, Zi Nu had to admit that she was better than herself in some aspects.

As the proprietress of Zilanxuan, she naturally has extraordinary skills. Planning ahead is a basic quality, and she wants to have as many friends and as few opponents as possible.

She understood that there would always be women around Cheng Jiao in the future. As a woman, she understood best how complicated the relationships between women were. The best option was to be able to communicate and then live in peace.

Cheng Jiao looked at the two beauties chatting and laughing and wanted to join in, but was pushed out.

Zi Nu declined: "Wei Zhuang and Han Fei are still waiting for you, I want to chat with my sister first."

Yan Lingji curved her beautiful big eyes, smiled and waved her little hand: "Young Master, you go and do your work first. I will talk with Sister Zi Nu."

When Cheng Jiao walked out of the courtyard that he had bought with a dozen gold coins, he still couldn't figure out why Zi Nu and Yan Ling Ji got along so well, which made him a little confused.

"Master Cheng Jiao, when are we going to talk to Tianze?"

Han Fei asked as he drank the wine slowly.

Wei Zhuang walked to the wooden rack and held the shark tooth.

"It would be best if it were now."

Cheng Jiao snapped his fingers and said, "Brother Wei Zhuang is right. We don't have much time. You guys follow me first."

Han Fei asked, "Where are you going?"

Cheng Jiao smiled and said, "You'll know when we get there." Jingwei put on a tight-fitting suit, put on a hood, and followed Cheng Jiao.

Wei Zhuang looked at Jingwei with sharp eyes. He sensed the oppressive feeling of Jingwei's sword intent, which made him feel as if he was back to three years ago when he and his senior brother faced Xuan Jian.

Han Fei couldn't tell how skilled Jing Wei was, but seeing Wei Zhuang's serious and solemn look, he knew that he was a great master.

"Who is this?"

Cheng Jiao smiled but said nothing, but Wei Zhuang spoke with some fighting spirit.

"The Eight Swords of Yue King, Jingwei Sword, you are Jingwei, Luowang's top-ranked assassin."

Han Fei narrowed his eyes. Luowang was a very dangerous existence.
A year ago, Xinling Jun, one of the four great princes, died suddenly, suspected to have been killed by Luo Wang, and the news became a hot topic in the martial arts world and the court.

Jingwei under the hood spoke coldly: "I am now the young master's Jingwei, no longer the top-ranking official of Luowang."

Han Fei enviously said, "No wonder Master Cheng Jiao had the confidence to get the mother Gu from the Bloody Marquis's mansion."

A rare smile appeared on Wei Zhuang's lips, showing his excitement at meeting a top swordsman.

Cheng Jiao said, "Okay, let's go. Don't keep Tianze waiting."

Outside Xinzheng City, there is a snake cave, which is the secret base of the King of Poisons. Now it has become the resting place for Tianze and other two.

The King of a Hundred Poisons really didn't want to continue staying in the graveyard with the Corpse-Driving Demon, so he took the initiative to come to one of his lairs.

He walked into the Jiuyou Gu Pool, looked at the various poisonous snakes fighting and devouring each other inside, and nodded with satisfaction.

As a biochemical expert, he naturally needs a secret and convenient experimental base to cultivate all kinds of strange and weird things.

Tianze closed his eyes and regulated his breathing. Although the Gu in his body was suppressed, it was obvious that it would not last long. Now he sensed a slight blockage in the circulation of his internal energy.

Just as Tianze was thinking about what to do next, Cheng Jiao and Han Fei strolled over, ready to give him an answer.

"Tianze, long time no see."

Cheng Jiao greeted him warmly. After all, Tianze would have to take the blame all the time in the future, so he felt a little embarrassed, haha.

"Where's the antidote?"

Tianze was not surprised that his hiding place was discovered, but he was aware of Wei Zhuang's following.

"The antidote is in the Bloody Marquis's Mansion. I need your help to get it."

Han Fei put one hand behind his back and looked around, but did not see the prince.

"Help? How can I trust you?"

Cheng Jiao shook his head: "Believe it or not, our goal is only to redeem the prince."

Tianze's eyes were gloomy: "What do you want me to do?"

Han Fei chuckled and said, "Leave the Bloody-robed Marquis away."

Tianze was silent. He was not afraid of the Blood Robe Marquis, but the poison in his body had not yet been eliminated. If he became an enemy of Bai Yifei now, he might...
Cheng Jiao knew Tianze's concerns and continued, "Don't worry, I'm not asking you to fight with the Blood Robe Marquis. I just need you to come forward and make the Blood Robe Marquis leave the city."

Tianze narrowed his eyes: "Although Bai Yifei is arrogant, he is also a cautious person."

Cheng Jiao didn't care: "As long as there is a reasonable reason, the Blood Robe Marquis will come out naturally."

Tianze suddenly laughed: "How about we cooperate and ambush and kill the Bloody Marquis?"

He licked his cracked lips.

Cheng Jiao said in a stern voice, "Come on, this guy, the Bloody Marquis, won't take risks easily. Even if we invite him out, he will bring his personal soldiers with him. It will be difficult to kill him by force in Xinzheng."

Tianze stood up slowly. He knew who the Blood-Robed Marquis was. What he had just said was just a test to find out Cheng Jiao's true intention.

"Tell me, what reason can you use to make the Blood-Robed Marquis leave the city in person?"

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