Whistle~

Sentry whistle whistle whistle ~

"Yu Huan is very well-known in the market, and this rogue ruffian must have come from a place of exile. ”

"But he is also a little clever, knowing that three million stone of grain and five hundred thousand taels of gold are not his stomach. ”

"Hehe~"

"The Zhan family is planted this time, and it is also planted in the hands of a milky and undried boy, which is really interesting. ”

"What realm is he now?"

In Kyoto, the Tianyu Empire, in the imperial study, Hua Weitian was holding a small stick and teasing a blue-eyed snow feather finch in the golden wire cage, laughing and talking from time to time.

Wang Fu, the chief manager next to him, answered and said, "Back to the Holy Lord, according to the investigation... Yu Huan's breath is unsteady and chaotic... The realm is sometimes in the third stage of the Yuan Realm, and sometimes in the Tianfu Realm, presumably there is something wrong in cultivation. ”

Oh?

"Does he have a beast blade or a spirit blade?"

Regarding Yu Huan's cultivation and miscellaneous situation, Hua Weitian nodded, and continued to tease Xiao Que and asked casually.

"Back to the Holy Lord, there are no beast blades or spirit blades. ”

Wang Fumei smiled and saw Hua Weitian beckoning, and hurriedly approached with a small jade jar, and waited for Hua Weitian to shovel a small handful of crystal rice with a golden spoon to feed the little bird, then he spoke again and continued: "Yu Huan used pure gold to create an iron-backed finger tiger, and later it should have been the secret weapon secret technique of the Zhan family, and he also used pure gold to refine hundreds of golden needles, but the other blades were not found. ”

Sentry whistle~

Fluttering ridge ~~~

"In this way, my third brother is just a blessed person..."

Hua Weitian smiled faintly, and the faint trace of discoloration in his eyes also dissipated.

Wang Fu hurriedly beckoned the palace servants to serve the hot tea in time, and cautiously tested: "Holy Lord, now the little patriarch of the Zhan family has been beaten by the God King with a blue nose and swollen face, if this is caused by the prince again... I'm afraid it will make people laugh. ”

Hum~

"Who dares?!"

Hua Wei Tianlong's face turned red, and he turned his head and snorted heavily: "Wu Huan's behavior is too unruly, and it is not a bad thing to let the third child go to knock and beat." What's more, the old man of the Zhan family can't go out of retreat, this kid's courage and mind are getting bigger and bigger, three million stone grain and 500,000 gold are still too little, and my king of Zhenxi still hasn't seen the world..."

Wang Fu didn't dare to say more, and kept nodding and bowing to the side.

Da Da Da ~ At this moment, the sound of footsteps outside the imperial study stopped outside the door.

The palace servant quickly stood at the door, Wang Fu walked over slowly and softly, and the moment he took the palace servant's information, the horizontal flesh on his face couldn't help but twitch several times.

"What's the matter?"

Seeing the change in Wang Fu's expression, Hua Weitian raised his eyebrows and asked suspiciously.

Click~~~

Wang Fu walked forward quickly, it can be said that he trotted all the way, and only after standing still did he reply embarrassedly: "Holy Lord, that... The God King stripped Zhan Wuhuan's clothes..."

Oh~~~?

Hahaha!

"Let's go, let's go to the Zhanjia to see the excitement!"

was stunned for a moment, and then Hua Weitian laughed, as if at this moment he remembered his childhood.

At that time, he had the best relationship with his third brother, and it was from that era that the two brothers really established trust and affection.

Later, when he fought for the throne, Hua Weiyu killed eight generals and pushed himself to the throne of the empire.

In his teens, the third brother can be said to be a little prince who is in the royal family but has a ruffian.

Everywhere is stirring up, and the means of revenge against others are simply shameless and unexpected.

But if you want to talk about affection, don't talk about the whole royal family.

Even if you look through the entire Tianyu Empire, no one can compare to your third brother.

Today, Hua Weiyu is in a mess.

didn't even care about the face of the god king, and thought that he loved his grandson-in-law very much.

That's right.

The more Hua Weitian thought about it, the more he felt that his analysis was accurate.

At the same time, he thought of the girl in Huaxi, and the little guy who Zeng remembered was born with a vision of heaven and earth - Nine Stars and Arch Moon.

Therefore, he won the love of Hua Weiyu in the Golden Mile Palace.

It's just that the little girl didn't seem to be any different later, and things calmed down.

But in the status of Hua Weiyu's heart, it seems that no junior can surpass Hua Xi.

If you love your son-in-law, you love your uncle.

Folk customs, in the royal still.

It's just that what makes Hua Weitian laugh helplessly is Yu Huan, the grandson-in-law, who doesn't seem to have any cultivation talent, and his style is more ruffian than his third brother, and he only has a rat gall, which is also a pity for that girl...

Kyoto, the residence of the warlord.

Bang Bang Bang ~~~

"Xiao Huanzi, if I don't hurt you today, you won't have a long memory!"

Zhan Wuhuan, who was naked in the flower pavilion in the courtyard, was hanging from the beam, and Hua Wei was angrily waving the leather whip in his hand, whipping him one after another.

"Don't, don't fight..."

"Lord Wang, please stop fighting..."

"Please..."

The clansmen of the Zhan family surrounded the courtyard, but no one dared to step forward, let alone stop Hua Weiyu, a madman.

There were many voices begging for mercy, especially Zhan Chong's voice was the most high-pitched.

But he also did not step forward, but his voice was dry without a trace of affection, and his eyes flowed with schadenfreude from time to time.

Syllable~

Bang Bang Bang ~~~

Hua Weiyu didn't seem to hear the plea, and still whipped Zhan Wuhuan one after another: "You are not small! You even dare to assassinate the King of Zhenxi! Are you trying to rebel?"

This sentence has not been changed by the God King since he started.

The Zhan family members present already heard calluses in their ears.

Everyone secretly scolded Hua Weiyu in their hearts for being a scoundrel, and he was the first scoundrel in the world.

is obviously to protect his grandson-in-law Yu Huan, but he pretends to be loyal to the world.

It's obviously a personal vendetta of the communiqué, and he has to be accused of rebellion against the war.

Kyoto is no more than a place, the wall of the Zhanjia Mansion is no more than two zhang nine, and the area is only ninety acres.

The sound of the whip had already jumped over the wall and spread in all directions.

There are many buildings in Kyoto that are taller than the warlords, and there are three restaurants with 13 floors.

The God King Hua Weiyu beat Zhan Wuhuan angrily, and he also stripped Zhan Wuhuan and whipped it with a leather whip.

The days before the festival were really cold.

For half a column of incense time, Hua Weiyu kept whipping in his hand, and the angry scolding was even more powerful.

The face of the warrior is lost, and it won't be long before it is lost to everyone's ears, mouths, and jokes in Kyoto...

From the moment he was captured, Zhan Wuhuan pretended to faint.

Until now, he didn't dare to wake up.

Mo said that the leather whip that was whipped on him sounded loud, but for a strong man in his realm, it was just an itch, and even the skin couldn't hurt it.

He knew that this was Hua Weiyu, the bastard king, who didn't dare to make a dead move, but he was unwilling to deliberately humiliate himself and humiliate the war family like this, if he opened his eyes and answered today, then he would be worse off than dead in the future.

So he must not wake up.

Afterwards, when Hua Weiyu is gone, even if everyone in Kyoto passes on today's events.

It's a big deal to find a clansman to take this pot, who dares to say that the person he saw the God King whipping was him Zhan Wuhuan.

"The Holy Lord has arrived!"

Suddenly, a voice sounded in the distance.

Hua Weiyu stopped the whip in his hand, pretended to be shocked on his face, turned around and hurriedly greeted the door.

"Good my Holy Lord, why are you here?"

It was also at this time that Zhan Wuhuan, who was hanging in the flower pavilion, shuddered, and the two drops of crystal that were half-hung in his eyes were forced back by him, and he had to continue to pretend to faint with resentment in his heart.

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