As soon as he entered Zhong Mansion and was still in Qinglianju, Zhong Wuhen felt a strong aura. Zhong Wuhen couldn't help but look up and glance there. It was the direction of Qinglianju. He couldn't help but wonder, "Who is it?"

Looking at Zhong Wuhen's expression, Le asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

Zhong Wuhen shook his head, "It's nothing, it's just a guest from Qinglianju!" As he said that, the three of them had already arrived at the door. At this time, the four maids were standing at the door and looking up. After seeing Zhong Wuhen appear, they were also excited.

"Young Master, you are back!" The four of them said in unison!

Zhong Wuhen nodded, "I'm back, go in first, Xia He prepares the meal, and introduces someone to you later!" It was not until this time that the four girls saw a woman following her young master, dressed similarly to them, but she was just a little older.

Xia He nodded and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it, but turned around and ran to the kitchen.

"Let's go, go to the hall!" As he said that, Zhong Wuhen walked over first, sat in the middle of the hall, and pointed to the seat beside him, "You two can sit too!"

Le'er and Yi Dong sat in Zhong Wuhen's left and right hands, while the remaining three women stood in front of Zhong Wuhen, lowering their heads and not talking, as if they were holding something in their hearts.

Zhong Wuhen waved his hand, "Qiuju, go and the one in the backyard, please come here!" As early as when he entered Qinglianju, Zhong Wuhen felt that it was related to Qiuju, but he didn't know very well what was going on. However, since he was a guest, he, the owner, should be well treated!

Listening to Zhong Wuhen's words, Qiu Ju's face changed drastically, with a hint of panic in her eyes, and her head lowered even more, "It's the young master!" She also left the hall and came to the backyard.

After a while, Qiuju came back again. At this time, there was an old woman next to Qiuju. The old woman looked over 80 years old, with a pleat on her face, and a crutch on one hand, but she was extremely energetic. When she entered the hall, the old woman looked at Zhong Wuhen sitting in the main seat.

"You are the second young master of the Zhong family, Zhong Wuhen?" The old woman was full of momentum, as if she wanted to give up her power directly, and as soon as she came up, she was threatening her.

Zhong Wuhen didn't feel anything, but Le'er and Yi Dong were a little unable to withstand it. Zhong Wuhen grabbed the hands of the two, and a stream of true energy rushed into the bodies of both of them, thus resisting the pressure, "All visitors are guests, please sit down and taste the food in my Qinglianju. Is it suitable for your taste!"

A hint of surprise flashed in the old woman's eyes. It was hard to imagine that the young man in front of her could resist the power of Wuzong. However, even so, she didn't think deeply. She sat opposite Zhong Wuhen, then turned to look at Qiu Ju beside her, "Little girl, you can sit too!"

Qiu Ju subconsciously looked at Zhong Wuhen. After seeing Zhong Wuhen nodding, Qiu Ju sat down, but still lowered her head and did not dare to look at Zhong Wuhen's eyes.

"Zhong Wuhen, I'm here to accept the disciples this time, so I'll invite you..." The old woman said, but she was interrupted by Zhong Wuhen before she finished speaking.

"I won't mention this matter yet. We will talk about it in detail after dinner. How about it?" Zhong Wuhen said with a smile, and then turned his head, "Dongmei, why are you going to urge Xia He so slowly?"

"Young Master, I'll go now!"

Not long after, a table of food was put up, most of which were what Qiu Ju liked to eat. Looking at the food on the table, tears in her eyes flashed, and a depressed emotion made everyone in the hall feel bad!

Zhong Wuhen picked up a dish and tasted it on his own. He couldn't help but nodded: "Xia He has good skills. He has eaten the same food as pigs these days, and he has no appetite!" On the dining table, Zhong Wuhen was a little active. This was the first time Le'er and Yi Dong had a meal with everyone, so they were a little restrained. As for the rest, they had their own thoughts.

The meal ended in such an atmosphere. Zhong Wuhen waved his hand, "Chunzhu, Xiahe, Dongmei, Le'er and Yidong, you can take all these down, you don't need to come in again!" At this time, Zhong Wuhen's mood was also a little bad.

Qiu Ju was shocked. The young master didn't read his name just now. Did he know something? Thinking of Qiu Ju, he felt even more panicked.

After a few people went out and closed the door, there were only Zhong Wuhen Qiuju and the old woman in the hall. Zhong Wuhen stretched out his hand, "I can tell now, please!"

The old woman glanced at Zhong Wuhen fiercely, and a kind of anger arose in her heart. She is a powerful Wuzong master, but now she wants to sit down with a playboy and discuss the conditions. If it is spread, it is not a great shame. "Since you have said that, I will just say it directly. Qiu Ju has a good talent in cultivation. Staying by your side is a waste of time. I want to lead her on the path of immortality. I originally planned to take her away by force, but this little girl has to discuss with you no matter what she says, so!" The old woman stopped at this point. She knew that Zhong Wuhen understood what she meant. Whether it was for him or Qiu Ju, letting go was the best choice.

Zhong Wuhen nodded thoughtfully, and then asked, "Dare you ask about your sect?"

"Lingfeng Valley, one of the three major heavenly sects in the northwest region, I am one of the guardians in the sect. Regarding Lingfeng Valley, the core disciple of the sect..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhong Wuhen again, "I am not interested in listening to your nonsense. I know the strength of the three major Tianzongs. No need to say more. What I want to know is that your status in the sect with your strength is probably not high, right?" With a sneer, Zhong Wuhen ignored the old woman's ugly face and continued, "I really don't want to hand her over to a low-ranking you."

Zhong Wuhen's tone was full of contempt, which made the old woman extremely unhappy, "Hmph, the second young master of the Zhong family, are you too arrogant? Even if I can come out of Lingfeng Valley, a core disciple can sweep your Gucheng. Do you believe it?"

Zhong Wuhen smiled and shook his head, "To be honest, I really don't believe this!" Zhong Wuhen still knew some of the two divine objects at the door. He was absolutely powerful, and he was just Wuzong, just like an ant.

"You!" The old woman pointed at Zhong Wuhen. If she hadn't been concerned about Qiu Ju's face, she would have taken action at this time. "Qiu Ju, look, your young master is such an arrogant person. Do you still want to follow such a person for the rest of your life?" There was no way to start from Zhong Wuhen, and the old woman began to mobilize Qiu Ju.

Zhong Wuhen rubbed his chin and said, "Forget it, let's change the question. What talent does Qiuju have, or how important is she to you Lingfeng Valley?"

Listening to Zhong Wuhen's words, the old woman glared at Zhong Wuhen fiercely and pinched her crutch, "Qiuju is born with wood spirit bloodline, with great potential. In time, she will definitely reach the supreme peak realm. In addition, people with wood spirit bloodline all have a certain affinity for spiritual wood spirit grass. Being a spiritual planter will have twice the result with half the effort. I have a thousand acres of medicinal fields in Lingfeng Valley, and I also have special methods for training spiritual planters, so Qiuju will definitely get the best resource training when she goes to our place!" After that, the old woman also looked at Zhong Wuhen, waiting for Zhong Wuhen's answer.

Zhong Wuhen nodded, "Okay, I understand what you said, but I still want to hear Qiu Ju's own meaning. I am very open-minded. If Qiu Ju is willing, I will naturally not stop you!" As he said that, Zhong Wuhen also looked at Qiu Ju who lowered his head, "Qiu Ju, raise your head!"

At this time, Qiuju's eyes were red, she raised her head and looked at it with her eyes full of spring, "Young Master, I, me!" but she didn't say it for a long time.

"Okay, don't worry, just say it slowly, just do what you want!" Zhong Wuhen said slowly.

Qiuju nodded, wiped away her tears, and then said, "Young Master, I, I want to practice with my senior!" After saying this, Qiuju lowered her head again. She felt a little sorry for her young master.

Zhong Wuhen smiled bitterly and leaned on the seat, looked at the old woman with a smug face, and smiled faintly, "It's good, it's okay to stay here, it's really a bit wronged for you!"

"Young Master, don't say that. Over the years, Qiu Ju has always seen everything about Qiu Ju, but, just!" Qiu Ju said as she said, his voice became smaller and smaller.

"It's just that, compared to the disciples of the three major Tianzong, my maid, my Zhong Wuhen, is this identity too low, right?" Looking at Qiu Ju and her two lines of clear tears and wanting to say something, Zhong Wuhen waved his hand, "Forget it, what's the point of saying this? No matter what, I really don't know how to use your Mu Ling bloodline. From this perspective, Lingfeng Valley is indeed your best choice. You can wait for me here!" After that, Zhong Wuhen turned around and turned to the floor.

When he arrived at the study, Zhong Wuhen opened a drawer, which was a little awkward. The drawer had not been opened for a long time. There was a sandalwood box inside, which contained the sales contracts of four maids. He took out the one belonging to Qiu Ju from it. Zhong Wuhen closed the drawer again and then got off the upper floor.

Back to her original position, Zhong Wuhen put the contract on the table. When she saw this piece of paper with yellow glowing yellow, Qiuju burst into tears. She felt that she had done something wrong and was getting farther and farther away. However, now she no longer had the chance to save it, nor did she have the idea of ​​saving it. After all, no matter what the perspective is, the disciples of the three major Tianzong are much stronger than the maids of the prince of the Marquis’ Mansion!

Zhong Wuhen picked up the contract for sale and took a look again. His voice was very calm, as if Qiu Ju was about to leave, and he would not feel sad at all. "Your original surname is Zhang, and your name is just a word of Ling. After entering Zhong Mansion, Aunt Ling gave you Qiu Ju's name. Unconsciously, this name has been with you for thirteen years. From today on, you will restore your original name!" After that, Zhong Wuhen pushed the contract for sale for sale!
Chapter completed!