"I ......"

Ling Ao's voice froze, and then Qin Fan waved his hand and slapped him in the face, fanning him down from the main seat, but he sat on the main seat himself, and all the ministers were stunned, but they didn't dare to say anything.

After all, the seven-year old man with a half-step Tianzun cultivation is still being stepped on by others, who dares to bother with this idle matter?

The left cheek was immediately red and swollen after being slapped by Qin Fan, and after Ling Ao got up from the ground in embarrassment, he covered his face and said: "Qin Fan! You, don't go too far! Like you, sooner or later it won't end well, if you don't believe it, let's see!"

"Hey, let's see, Ling Ao, do you really think that I don't dare to kill you in public? ”

As he spoke, Qin Fan also stood up and began to walk towards Ling Ao step by step, with each step, his own momentum would become stronger, and Ling Ao's face turned pale in an instant.

Although he is said to be the prince of a country, but it all depends on his mother is the late queen, and his own cultivation and even cultivation talent are not strong, and he can't compare with Qin Fan.

"You, you stop! What do you want to do? I also advise you to find out! This is the imperial palace of my Tanglin Imperial City! This is our territory! You, if you dare to act rashly, my father and the emperor will definitely ......."

Ling Ao said as he retreated, while Qin Fan sneered and beat him: "Now you know that you have taken out your father as a shield?" Then believe it or not, even if I kill you in the middle, your father will never say a word in front of me?

"What!"

Hearing this, Ling Ao's eyes suddenly shrank, his gaze was also condensed, and he slowly retreated while looking at Qin Fan in disbelief, perhaps because he was a thief, and began to guess what he meant by his previous words.

"Boom!"

After a while, Qin Fan suddenly released his own breath, and the oppression of Ling Ao caused his legs to bend suddenly, and after holding on for a while, he fell to his knees in an instant with a scream, and Qisu, who could see in the distance, had red eyes again, and began to struggle violently.

"Bastard, bastard! How dare you be so rude to our imperial prince in the palace! You, you treat the majesty of our royal family as nothing! Boy, you give me ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Qing Shu's foot on his face increased a little more force, so that he could no longer speak: "Old horseman, now you are too busy to take care of yourself, and you still have the heart to take care of others?

After that, just when Qin Fan's murderous intent appeared, Ling Yu stepped forward to ask for mercy, although he had always been at odds with the prince, but in this peace, the prince was equivalent to the face of his Tanglin Empire, the prince's life could be ignored, but he couldn't ignore the face of the Tanglin Empire.

"Brother Qin, this matter can be stopped, right? Although he has made a mistake, his sin will not lead to death, and I hope you can give me some thin noodles. ”

Hearing this, Qin Fan nodded with a smile, and even reined in his own breath, looking at Ling Ao, who was already frightened in front of him, he lightly opened the corner of his mouth and slowly spit out a word: "Get out!"

"Hear me clearly, I'm telling you to roll away, not to walk. ”

After hearing this, Ling Ao, who hadn't had time to stand up, trembled again, but after staring at Qin Fan unwillingly for a while, he still slowly leaned down and left here like a leather ball, looking at the courtiers in the distance, their faces were also gloomy.

After Ling Ao left the Moon Tower, his face was gloomy as if he could drip water, so he took out a contact spirit weapon, and after a while, he started talking to someone.

"How long do you have to arrive? I thought I could be under house arrest for those two disciples, but their strength is beyond my imagination, and even the half-step Tianzun realm in our royal family is not their opponent, so you must do it as soon as possible." ”

"Half-step Tianzun, hmph, what a fart? You just have to delay it a little longer, we should be able to arrive tomorrow evening, that's all." ”

As the light of the contact spirit weapon dimmed for a while, it fell silent again, and Ling Ao's eyes were fierce, and after holding the contact spirit weapon in his hand tightly for a while, he immediately conveyed another order to the palace guards.

From now on, the imperial city will open an emergency plan! Xu is not allowed to enter or leave, and two elders have been mobilized to take charge in person, in order to prevent Qin Fan and Qing Shu from leaving as soon as possible!

"Hmph, no matter what, you have to wait for the three of them! At that time, Qin Fan, this prince really wants to see how you can continue to go crazy!"

At the same time, the three-person team of the Black Dragon Palace, which was about to arrive at the border city of the Tanglin Empire, also stopped for a while, and the dragon sunflower led by him squinted his eyes and said: "Even the existence of the half-step Tianzun realm can be suppressed, it seems that this time, the Dao Gate can really be regarded as a bloody investment." ”

"That's right, this time they sent out, I'm afraid it will be a core disciple, no wonder Black Shark will be finished so early, he died unjustly. ”

After that, another one with a large birthmark on his face asked, "Young hall master, what should we do then?" Just in case, do you think it is necessary to ask for support from the palace?"

"Support? ”

Long Kui immediately snorted coldly, and then waved his hand at the two of them again without saying a word, and continued to rush to the road under the stars.

"It's just a core disciple, as long as it's not a deacon, then there's nothing to be afraid of, Daomen took the initiative to send a big gift to the door this time, I'm Nightshade, but it's settled. ”

The next day, early in the morning.

Qin Fan and Qing Shu didn't have the slightest intention of leaving, but came to the attic where Princess Ting was imprisoned, and Shen Cong was also waiting there early in the morning, looking like he was ready.

First bowed to Qin Fan, then Shen Cong sat down cross-legged and asked, "Lord Envoy, what are we going to practice next?" Is it the cultivation of exercises, martial arts, or body methods?"

"Hehe, it's neither. ”

Qin Fan shook his head a little mysteriously, and said, "No, you only need to make one preparation next, and that is, abuse." ”

"Huh?

Shen Cong didn't understand what Qin Fan meant, but when he just wanted to ask a few words, Qin Fan fanned him with a spiritual power handprint, and immediately blasted it out, smashing it into the attic dozens of meters behind him, and after sliding to the ground, he couldn't hold back and immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Poof, Envoy, what do you mean by that, Messenger? I ......"

"I advise you to save your energy and say less, this is my training method, you have to spend the whole day under my attack, the more attacks you can withstand, then, your cultivation results will also be significant, understand?"

Hearing this, Shen Cong turned to look at the attic behind him, and his gaze, which was still a little hesitant at first, instantly became firm: "Ming, understand! Then, let's come!"

"Oh, that's good, that's what a man looks like. ”

After nodding his head and praising it, next, a scene of blood abuse was staged here, and Shen Cong's screams would be heard from time to time, so that Ling Yu in the distance couldn't help but mention that Shen Cong felt embarrassed after seeing it, the corners of his mouth twitched, and a touch of emotion finally appeared on his face.

At first, he really looked down on Shen Cong as a down-and-out nobleman, and like his father, he thought that Shen Cong was not worthy of his precious sister, but after seeing with his own eyes that Shen Cong stood up again and again under Qin Fan's powerful offensive one after another, his opinion of Shen Cong also completely changed.

"Alas, maybe what Brother Qin said before is indeed very reasonable, Shen Cong, although his talent is mediocre, but his temperament is a little rare, in the future, it is indeed possible to have some achievements, if you think so, Tingting Na Nizi follows him, it is not a grievance. ”

In this way, from morning to noon, and from noon to night, Shen Cong has been continuously abused without interruption, and now his mind is a little blurred, but he is still like a robot, mechanically falling again and again, and getting up again and again.

"Ahem, ahem......"

After he didn't know how many attacks he had withdrew, Shen Cong stood up again and coughed weakly twice, and after smearing the blood stains on the corners of his mouth, he whispered: "Again, come again, I, I can still be strong, hold on...... Come on!"