In the smoke and dust, the figure of the young man in white swayed like a dream, but it was full of red dust.

As if it were real and illusory, the figure stepped on the ruins, as if entering a no-man's land, and came to the living room.

He walked up the stairs alone, his snow-white placket fluttering in the residual wind, and a pair of jet-black pupils, like a continuation of black sè, exuded a depth that no one appreciated.

Bang dang

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The invited guests couldn't help but stand up, as if to greet the legendary uncrowned god of war.

They are all one-sided figures, scolding Fang Xuan in their own fields, and are admired by thousands of people.

However, at this moment, it is all like the most humble gravel in the dust, and the atmosphere does not dare to gasp to stare at the arrival of a young man in white!

Xia Qingchen, here!

He really came to the mansion of the ninth prince!

Don't listen to the dissuasion of the public, don't obey the golden order of King Liang, ignore the world's obstruction, and go to the mansion of the ninth prince in person!

He exceeded everyone's expectations.

Including the Ninth Son!

At this moment, the ninth prince still maintained a heroic posture of sitting with his knees on his knees and his body upright, but there was no longer that calm smile on his face.

Yes, it's just yīn Shen.

Xia Qingchen really came, in front of the people of the world, in front of the guests he specially invited, destroyed his mansion by violent means, and came in with a swagger!

A son of the world, who was openly knocked on the door by a powerful minister, there is nothing more humiliating than this, right?

"You're Xia Qingchen, right?" the ninth prince sat still, his tone subdued, full of questions and a sense of oppression.

However, Xia Qingchen never glanced at him, and only looked at the flowers beside him and burst into tears: "Do you think that if you find a son, you don't have to die?"

He stopped, stood in the wide living room Zhōng Yāng, stretched out a finger, pointed to the flowers and smelled tears, like a king in the world, and said lightly: "Come here, lead to death!"

In the empty hall, only those four words remained, echoing endlessly.

"Come here, lead to death!"

"Come here, get ......"

"Come here......"

The reverberating sounds, such as the alternation of Huang Zhong Da Lu, are not only deafening, but also cleansing people's hearts.

Everyone present had the illusion that it was not a courtier who came, but a king above the stars!

Everyone, including the Ninth Son, is like an ant bubble in his eyes, not worth mentioning.

The flowers lit by Xia Qingchen's fingers smelled tears, and he felt that the sky was falling, and he suddenly felt a sense of panic that although the world was big, there was nowhere to stay.

The ninth son, who he thought was the protector of God, turned out to be so small in Xia Qingchen's eyes!

"Nine, Ninth Son, please save me!" Hua Wen tears, her voice trembled, and she was almost about to cry.

If there is time to travel in the world, she must go back to that moment and stop herself from playing Zhang Pixing.

At that time, I never thought that the consequences would be so serious!

The Ninth Prince sat still and shouted, "Xia Qingchen, are you going to rebel?"

His voice was like thunder, full of his suppressed shame.

As a courtier, how could Xia Qingchen hit the mansion of a prince? Could it be that he didn't understand what it meant to respect a future King of Liang?

Xia Qingchen regarded it as air, only looked at the flowers and smelled tears, and saw that he refused to come, so he grabbed the Dayan Sword and said indifferently: "Then, I'll come in person!"

Its steps are slow, but powerful.

"Ninth Son!!" Hua Wen cried in fright, hiding behind the Ninth Son, and shouted heartbreakingly.

She regretted it, really regretted it!

Why did you slap Zhang Lianxing in the first place?

Why?

And the ninth son, the irrepressible anger finally appeared on his face, he smashed the tea cup on the desk, and shouted angrily: "Someone!"

Whoosh

From the back of the living room, three middle-aged and elderly figures flashed in a row.

They exuded the power of their small moon rank level moon realm on the spot, forming a wall of qi to block the ninth prince, and they all looked at Xia Qingchen in unison.

"Lord Xia, you have passed!" The white-bearded old man led by him said righteously: "On the shore of the land, it is not the king's minister! Since you are the minister of the cool realm, if you are disobedient, you will violate the way of the monarch and the minister!"

Among the three, he is the most respected, and he was once a tireless teacher, and now he has made a special trip to assist the ninth son.

Xia Qingchen pulled out the Dayan sword, and the bright red sword body reflected his handsome face, adding a bit of nobility and mystery to it: "Jun, do you mean that a man of merit still marries the wife of a man of merit to someone else?"

The white-bearded old man's face was slight, and he had to say that King Liang's holy decree of marriage really attracted criticism from all over the world, which can be called a stain on him.

The credit of Northern Xinjiang can also be interpreted as mistakenly thinking that Xia Qingchen was dead, and he had to transfer the credit.

But after that, King Liang did not make up for it, but gave his wife to the enemy in marriage, how can this move be mediocre?

"The so-called way of the monarch and the minister, the king wants the minister to die, and the minister has to die, and the marriage of King Liang must have a deep meaning. As a famous teacher, his ability to open his eyes and say that scare is naturally not small.

Everyone present felt resentful.

Amusing!

Forcibly marrying someone else's wife and doing such a ridiculous and ugly thing, is it still beautiful and meaningful?

I don't know if King Liang will still feel that King Liang has a deep meaning when he decrees that all his wives and concubines will marry someone else.

Hearing this, Xia Qingchen didn't want to say anything more to the old man.

A person who speaks with a clear conscience, his words are a waste of jīng energy, let alone a conversation with him.

"Not only did you go against the way of the monarch and the minister, but you also took the charge of killing Miss Yu Family, and you didn't repent and came to the door to forcibly ask for someone, which is really disappointing! I can't imagine that the so-called god of war is actually just a junior who sells his reputation and has no monarch and minister!"

"Old man, the first one is not convinced, and will ask King Liang for instructions to deprive you of the title of God of War!

After he finished speaking in one breath, Xia Qingchen didn't listen to a word.

His title of God of War has never been sealed by King Liang, but by the hearts of the people of the world!

Why should King Liang be deprived?

He walked firmly and without stopping in front of the qi wall, and with a wave of his robe, the great physical strength penetrated the qi wall and blasted it away.

The scattered ** airflow shook the three of them back, making their faces change again and again.

Even the ninth prince was shocked in his heart, the power of the moon realm of the three small moon powerhouses couldn't stop Xia Qingchen?

What is he—what is he's cultivating?

Seeing Xia Qingchen come to the ninth prince, the white-bearded old man scolded righteously: "Take another step forward, don't blame the old man for doing ......."

His words did not affect Xia Qingchen in the slightest, and the latter still stepped in front of Hua Wenxi.

The white-bearded old man sighed deeply: "The old man has no choice!

sonorous

He pulled out his sword, and the other two small moon powerhouses also drew out their nirvana weapons and shot together!

Three Xiaoyue-rank masters, joining forces to attack, how terrifying is the power?

No matter how rebellious Xia Qingchen's cultivation is, he is not their opponent, right?