Haiping City, on the bank of the Bijiang River.

The sky was getting overcast.

A black-clothed figure stood here, and several men in military uniforms behind him were guarding the side, accompanied by the sound of rolling thunder, and a murderous aura like a substance was shocked.

"Who is this who needs the dragon guard to escort him, is it possible that we want a big man from Haiping City. ”

Not far away, many people who slowly got off the boat looked at them one by one, whispered a few words and quickly left here.

The dragon guard is the most important status symbol of the Xia Kingdom, they shoulder the dragon seal, from the emperor to the three dukes all use the dragon to protect them.

Some people had already secretly counted the number of dragon guards in front of them, but the result was shocked.

There are only a hundred dragon guards around the human emperor, but there are also a hundred around this person!

"Lord Wang!"

With the arrival of a military uniform, several dragon guards instantly gave way to the passage that only allowed one person, and then returned to their original state again, showing their majesty in every gesture!

"How?" the thunder in the sky stopped abruptly, and when the words were finished, they sounded again.

"Lord Wang, only found out that Fu Bo is still alive, and the rest... It's all dead!" Xiao Qi endured the pain and said it directly.

"Dead... Wan'er is dead, too!"

Lightning and thunder erupted.

It was here five years ago.

The Yan Group was besieged by the five major families led by the Li family, and the group turned into nothingness overnight, and the carefree Yanchen became a lost dog.

Then his parents were forced to commit suicide, and even Yanchen's fiancée Wan'er was taken away by Li Si, the son of the Li family.

The harsh words made Yanchen want to kill this person on the spot.

But...

All this has been in vain.

That night, in a burst of laughter, he was thrown into the Bijiang River like a dead dog.

Since then, there has been no longer the name of Yanchen in heaven and earth, and the Yan clan has also turned into nothingness.

However, Yanchen did not die in his life, and was rescued by a traveling old man, accepted him as an apprentice, and taught martial arts.

In five years, he has grown from an unknown junior to a predator in charge of the four domains, and after his success, he will be given the title of king!

The figure has been standing for a long time, "Stand down!"

The faint sound dissipated as the vehicle drove away, and the bank of the Bijiang River returned to its original state.

A dilapidated house in the suburbs.

Bang!

The broken wooden door was kicked to the ground, followed by several stumbling footsteps.

"What a broken door! Old man Fu! I see how you are running this time! Damn, this is the weather!" With a burst of swearing, a burly-looking man walked in with a few people.

Hearing a loud noise, the old man who was cleaning up the wheat grains in the courtyard looked uneasily at the door, and a desolate smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Master Feng, you are here, I am a lonely old man, you are relaxing me for a few days, and I will definitely return the money to you after that, please!"

"Fuck, old man Fu, what are you pretending to be stupid with me, and you will be lenient to you for a few days, you let Feng Ye and I drink water, you must give it today, otherwise you will give me a fuck, if you use this land to pay off the debt!"

Hearing that the man in front of him wanted to take the land, which was the only thing he left, Fu Bo hurriedly refused and begged bitterly.

"Old boy, if you don't pay back, right, okay! I heard that you used to be very beautiful, little ones! Demolish this place for me, I want to see what this old guy is capable of!"

As the sound gradually dispersed, several shirtless men kept whipping with long sticks in their hands, and the wheat grains that had been packed up were scattered by them again.

"Stop!" As the words fell, I saw a figure slowly coming out.

The person who came was only twenty-four or five, dressed in a decent Zhongshan suit, and his appearance was handsome, but the cold momentum exuded from time to time on his body made people shudder.

"Who the hell are you, pretending to be a ghost in front of me!Lao Tzu will smash it, how can you drop it!" As he spoke, he saw Feng Biao smashing towards a crockpot beside him.

Bang!

But in a second, I saw a figure in the crowd fly out of the spot directly, fell to the ground and rolled a few times, and then it was able to stop leaning against the corner of the wall.

"You dare not obey the words of the prince!" Xiao Qi stepped up and stared at this person, his eyes full of murderous aura.

When did Feng Biao receive such treatment, he followed Sun Shuo for many years, and there were not a few children of the Yan clan who died at his hands, and his record was very brilliant, and he was invincible.

"Made!

Enduring the severe pain in his back, Feng Biao slowly stood up and glanced at the person with disdain.

"Phew! What a bullshit prince! This Lang Lang Qiankun can still come out of a bed bug, what are you doing in a daze!! Chop this kid for me!" As soon as the words fell, he instantly felt a short blade pinned to his waist, got up and rushed towards Xiao Qi.

Murder is nothing to him.

Xiao Qi's eyes were cold, and he kicked out again, the short blade in Feng Biao's hand left his hand categorically, and before he could react again, a powerful palm was already pinching his neck.

The wind stopped, and the suffocation at this moment made Feng Biao feel like he was going to die.

"Insult the prince! Kill!" a cold light suddenly flashed between his wrists, heading straight towards Feng Biao's neck.

"Spare him his life!" The faint words instantly made the cold glow deviate by an inch.

If it weren't for this voice, Feng Biao would have become a ghost under the knife.

"Ahh

There was a wail, and a patch of blood instantly spread from his arm.

All these people around were standing there, and Brother Biao, who had always been brave, didn't survive a round in this person's hands.

Fauber was also dumbfounded, he didn't care about the wailing here, just looked at the man at the door in a daze, closed his eyes slightly for a moment and then opened them again.

"Fauber!"

"Young Master, Young Master Yan, is it really you?"

Fu Bo softened his eyes again, unable to believe that the young master who had been brought up by him was really not dead.

"Fauber, it's me!"

The familiar appearance and the feeling in his memory made the old man unable to believe that all this in front of him could be true.

"It's good to be back!

The stumbling pace was suddenly intercepted by a dark shadow.

"Fauber, it's going to rain, let's go inside!"

A very ordinary word, but it made Fu Bo shed tears that he hadn't seen for a long time, and looked at the young master in front of him with hazy eyes, it's been five years!

"Okay, good, young master, you've changed and grown up!"

The hoarse voice was accompanied by a violent cough, and the lightly raised palm fell instantly.

Outside, lightning and thunder are roaring, and a rainstorm is coming.

"Break your hand, get out of here!" the faint words came to everyone's ears with a thunderclap.

Who is this person?

What right does he have!

Now that the prince has spoken, Xiao Qi will definitely resolutely carry it out.

The cold light swept by, and one palm broke at the wrist.

"I! I'm going to kill you! Grandpa won't let you go!"

Xiao Qi ignored the person's wailing at all, turned to look at the people in front of him, and a playful evil smile crossed the corner of his mouth.

I saw a figure rush into the crowd first!