"Hiss......"

The old ghost gasped, and his eyes almost didn't pop out.

"I'm Nima!

Although Ji Wuxian is used to the various methods that Ximen Hao has broken out, this is too good, right?

Liu Sheng looked at the waist knife on the ground, felt the numbness in his right arm, and his face turned a little pale. If this is another knife from the other party, he will definitely die!

Although it is the same level, the other party can definitely kill himself in two seconds.

"Hahaha! Hahaha! Hao Ye is hanging! I'm not afraid to go all over the world! Hahaha! Isn't it better to get a 30-meter big knife!

Ximen Hao laughed!

I upgrade myself by taking drugs, treasures rely on red envelopes, I want pills to have pills, I want talismans to have talismans, I want exercises to have exercises, I want weapons to have weapons, I want girls......

With such an open life, if you don't do a lot of, you're so sorry for yourself!

Everyone looked at Ximen Hao, who was laughing wildly, this fan-like prince, the surprises that popped up from time to time, and whether there was a wave, had begun to get them used to it.

Suddenly, there was the sound of horses' hooves.

I saw a team of officers and soldiers in the distance, a silver helmet and silver armor in the lead, and a handsome young man holding a steel gun!

Behind, there were about twenty ironclad soldiers, making a "whooshing" sound as the horses vibrate.

"Huh, are we coming?" said Ximen Hao.

"Your Highness, you're here to pick us up. The old ghost suddenly laughed.

"Oh?"

Ximen Hao was puzzled.

"It was a subordinate who sent a message to the spies of the Spirit Pigeon Camp in Winter Rin City, and he sent it when he was in the Snow Mountain. That's right, that's what Your Majesty meant. The old ghost explained.

Ximen Hao looked stunned, then glanced at Ji Wuxian and smiled in unison.

It seems that the performance along the way has made His Majesty the Emperor pay attention to it.

"Appeal ......"

"Herod!"

More than 20 war horses braked sharply in front of everyone, their front hooves rose, and a large number of snowflakes splashed on everyone's faces, making Bi Lianqiao's face pale with fright.

"Humph!"

Ximen Hao suddenly snorted coldly, this team of arrogant soldiers is obviously giving himself a dismount. Because, the legendary prince is a waste.

"Pour!"

With a burst of shouts, Ximen Hao jumped up, and then smashed the head of the leading war horse with a punch.

He is a violent maniac running with a barbell of more than 300 pounds, and then using Yuan Force, he can smash out a thousand pounds!

"Bang!"

"Click!"

The silver-armored general's war horse's head suddenly recessed, and then fell to the ground with a bang.

"Hey!" the silver-armored young general jumped up and screamed sadly: Da Bai!

The scene fell silent in an instant, and not only the soldiers, but even the horses under the seats retreated one after another, their hooves trembling.

"You give me back!"

The silver-armored young general suddenly raised his gun and stabbed at Ximen Hao, and went straight to the front door.

"Presumptuous!"

Ximen Hao burst into tears and didn't dodge at all.

"Boom!"

The tip of the gun stopped in front of Ximen Hao, and a cold breath gave him goosebumps.

Ximen Hao looked at the young general with a sad face coldly, a killing intent flashed in his eyes, but the domineering spirit of the God Emperor appeared on his body!

"Bold!"

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Liu Sheng's back, and he pulled out his waist knife and was about to rush forward.

Ximen Hao waved his hand and stopped Liu Sheng, but looked at the young general directly:

"Do you know who your weapon is aimed at?"

The young general was excited, and then he reacted.

In particular, I saw the portrait of the eldest prince before leaving, and although this lord was wearing a samurai uniform, his appearance would not change.

"The last general, Zhao Yunlong, meet His Royal Highness!"

As he spoke, he knelt on one knee, his face a little unsightly.

And those ironclad soldiers also reacted, dismounted at the same time, and knelt on one knee.

"I'll wait to meet His Royal Highness!"

"Pretending to be forced~"

Ji Wuxian rolled his eyes.

"So handsome~"

Little stars popped up in Bilian's eyes.

"Whew~"

Liu Sheng breathed a sigh of relief.

"Not bad~"

The old ghost nodded.

The tip of the gun is pungent, not discolored at all, and it is full of majesty and murderous aura, which is really similar to His Majesty the Emperor.

Ximen Hao slowly walked in front of Zhao Yunlong and looked down at the other party. The other party looks like he is only seventeen or eighteen, but he has the cultivation of the early stage of forging gods, and he is obviously a character.

"Who gave you the guts? Or do you think this prince is easy to bully?"

Zhao Yunlong raised his head suddenly, there was not the slightest fear in his eyes, but said with some unconvinced:

"I heard that the eldest prince is a ~ wasted person, so the last general wants to try!"

After speaking, he still looked at Ximen Hao unconvinced.

"The result?"

The corners of Ximenhao's mouth curled.

"The power is still there, and the cultivation is average! Only in the middle of concentrating, dare to ask His Highness Gui Geng this year?"

"Ha! What an unruly and unruly person, no wonder people often say that the soldiers of Winter Rin City are very arrogant. I won't hide it from you, this prince is twenty-four this year, but more than a month ago, this prince was still a waste person who couldn't cultivate. So, in my eyes, you're all rubbish!"

"Bang!"

Ximen Hao kicked Zhao Yunlong on the shoulder and kicked the other party to the ground.

"Tell you! Hao Ye came to Winter Rin City, not to recuperate! Not to distribute! But to make trouble! Who is not convinced, stand up! Lao Tzu teaches him to be a man!"

"Bang!"

Yuan Li Revolver fired a bullet, which directly pierced the silver helmet on Zhao Yunlong's head and rolled to the side.

"Even if Hao Ye doesn't cultivate, then he is the eldest prince of Qingguo!

Ximen Hao took the Yuanli revolver and pretended to shout, shouting that the ironclad soldiers turned pale one by one.

When I came, I said okay, give the eldest prince a dismount, this is good, this lord, what kind of waste is it? It's just a bandit!

"Alas, you arrogant soldiers and fierce generals are all accustomed to the Iron Lady, and you have no dignity, no big or small! ”

The old ghost finally came out to speak, and after getting His Majesty's will, he was no longer just watching.

Zhao Yunlong turned his head and glanced at the old ghost, this old man who couldn't see through his cultivation, the meaning in his obedience was obviously that he knew the generalissimo!

"Quick! Prepare a horse for His Highness. ”

He hurriedly stood up and ordered his men to vacate their horses.

As for the helmet on the snow, he didn't dare to pick it up, and he didn't even dare to look at Ximen Hao.

Just now, with a "bang", he felt his scalp cold and a little scared.

Yes, he has great achievements in war, and his cultivation and martial arts skills are also good in the army.

However, after all, that is the eldest prince, and he is still a great prince who is difficult to deal with.

Especially the faint evil aura on the other party's body, he walked down from the battlefield, and he could clearly sense that that kind of evil aura can only be possessed after killing many people.

Perhaps, this legendary prince of waste is not as imagined.

"Your Highness, the horse is ready. ”

He finally lowered his haughty head, and was no longer as rebellious as he had shown before.

"No, I have my own mount. ”

Ximen Hao didn't even look at the other party, threw Ji Wuxian off the wind wolf, and then sat down by himself.

"Sick man, you ride a horse. Bilian, come, this prince will take you flying. ”

"Ximen Hao! you ......"

Ji Wuxian wanted to scold a few words, but when he saw the dozens of ironclad soldiers, he finally swallowed back.

And Bilian was happily pulled by Ximen Hao onto the back of the wind wolf and into the sturdy arms.

"Big dog!

"Whew......"

The Tempest Wolf let out a reluctant wail, and looked at his sick master with a resentful expression.

"Oh my life...... cough cough cough ......"

"Get on the horse!

"Driving ......"