Cheng Rang is really not wrong in what he said, from the eighth prince who has been favored by the emperor to the companion who has to cover his face now, Cheng Rang's experience is really related to Sixteen Luyue.

A year ago, when Shuyin was hunted down and killed, when she was seriously injured and dying, Xiaocha's adoptive parents saved her, and because of this, Xiaocha's adoptive parents were retaliated by Shuyin's enemies and died in front of Xiaocha. Shuyin felt guilty in her heart, and brought Xiaocha back to the Sixteen Roads Moon, which she had single-handedly established, and taught her martial arts, so that Xiaocha could survive well in the Sixteen Roads Moon, and everything did not change until two months ago.

"Master, there's a new buyer." Fu Cheng said.

"Oh, who is it." Shuyin sat on the high platform and asked, while Xiaocha was obediently lying beside her.

"The person who came only said that he wanted to be the prince of the court, Ren Tingyao's life." Buyers are reluctant to leave their names, which is also a common thing, and these sixteen months, opening the door is to do business, naturally not asking too much.

"Got it." Shuyin knew that since Fu Cheng came to report it in person, the buyer's remuneration was naturally a satisfactory figure.

"Okay." Fu Cheng nodded, and just turned around to leave, the cardinal voice called out to him again:

"This time, you go with Xiaocha."

"Huh?" Fu Cheng didn't expect this request from the pivotal sound.

Since Xiaocha came to the Sixteenth Road, Shuyin has always been blue-eyed to her, Fucheng knew that Xiaocha's parents died because of Shuyin, but later I heard that Xiaocha turned out to be an orphan, and her parents were just adoptive parents.

"My father and my mother may be dead." Xiaocha said to the two:

"I was born in the war, my adoptive parents picked me up from the battlefield, my family, I never met."

Seeing Xiaocha's very sad appearance, Shuyin and Fu Cheng couldn't bear to ask more, in the sixteenth month, there were many homeless children, and in the end, they grew up in the sixteenth month and became a big family.

Over the past year, Shuyin asked Fucheng to teach Xiaocha martial arts in person, and Xiaocha lived up to expectations, and even, she learned better than almost everyone, which made Shuyin, who often came to see Xiaocha's practice, very gratified.

"Master..."Fu Cheng was a little about to speak, and the cardinal voice saw his abnormality and asked:

"What's wrong?"

"Xiaocha's martial arts seem to be strange."

Hearing Fu Cheng's words, Shuyin looked at Xiao Cha who was dancing with a sword on the stage.

The moves are flowing and flowing, the wrists are like frost and snow, reflecting Xiao Cha's focused side face, it is the height of summer, sweat slides from the forehead to the tip of the nose, and falls to the ground, only the wind sound of the cold sword cutting, a whole set of moves, Xiao Cha finally stopped.

Seeing that Shuyin was standing with Fucheng, Xiaocha happily ran over:

"Sister Shuyin!"

"Yes, it's better than the previous days." Shuyin took out a handkerchief, Xiaocha naturally took it and wiped her sweat, and then looked at Shuyin with sparkling eyes.

Shuyin said to Xiao Cha:

"Fucheng has taken a mission, you go with him."

"Okay." Xiao Cha nodded, what kind of business did Sixteen Lu Yue do, she naturally understood, fortunately, in Shuyin's opinion, after the incident of Xiao Cha's parents, Xiao Cha did not become as she expected, but quickly became stronger, and even said to Shu Yin:

"I want to learn martial arts, I want to avenge them."

didn't blame the hatred on the cardinal, but this doesn't mean that the cardinal doesn't care much, since Xiaocha wants to learn, the cardinal is to let the best martial arts Fucheng teach her, the cardinal wants to take revenge, so she let the cardinal do it, it's been a year, and it's time for the cardinal to practice.

Three days later, Shuyin and Fucheng officially left the Sixteenth Luyue and embarked on the road to Qianyang, the capital of Nanzhou.

This mission, is still the distance, assassinate the prince of Nanzhou, Ren Tingyao, is the queen's sister-in-law, the current emperor has a total of eight sons, when the queen is still the princess, once had a son who was unfortunately assassinated, the fifth prince is the queen later, that is, the current prince Ren Tingyao. And Cheng Rang is the youngest, his mother is a maid beside the queen, who has been favored, and Cheng Rang's special is also in this, so far the only prince with the surname of the mother's concubine, the ministers at that time naturally tried their best to stop it, but the emperor undoubtedly suppressed this matter.

In the eyes of outsiders, as the youngest prince, and at the same time favored by the saint, bathing in the emperor's grace with his mother, Cheng Rang's days are naturally free and happy, but Cheng Rang and his mother Concubine Tang understand in their hearts that maybe the saint has always regarded them as playthings, and Cheng Rang, who doesn't even have a royal surname, how can he inherit the unification justifiably?

This trick of the saint is really vicious.

Cheng Rang didn't care much about the throne, but even so, in the end, some people couldn't bear it.

Every year at the beginning of summer, Nanzhou will hold a warrior competition, which is a grand event that attracts the attention of various families, and the saint and the princes will naturally attend.

Because of this, there are not a few people who are on the rise, and this year, it is also very lively.

It was a sunny day in the beginning of summer, and the martial arts platform in Miyagi had already been built early, and everyone was seated, and when the saint himself announced the start of the martial arts competition, the audience on the sidelines was bursting with cheers.

The fight on the competition platform is in full swing, and the focus of the saint's attention is often only in the final battle, at this time, he leaned his head slightly, and looked at it with his eyelids drooping.

Sitting around the saint is the crown prince Ren Tingyao and the princes, Cheng Rang is the youngest, so he naturally sits on the bottom, the farthest away from the saint, and is more free.

Who are the people every year, Cheng Rang naturally knows in his heart, and this is a real master of the martial arts competition, I am afraid that he has already made up his mind, and Cheng Rang has no interest.

Among the players who were waiting, one more person caught his attention.

The masters of the rivers and lakes have their own habits, and the Fucheng in front of them is completely black, and at the same time they wear a veil and dress up in the Western Regions, which is really eye-catching among the people of Nanzhou.

Fucheng is tall, Xiaocha next to him looks more exquisite, the same dress as Fucheng, the two walk together, there is nothing superfluous, Xiaocha has been walking behind Fucheng with low eyebrows.

"When I go on stage, I pretend to be unconscious, you attract attention, and then I take advantage of it." Fu Cheng's mouth moved slightly, and he instructed Xiao Cha.

"Okay." Xiaocha nodded, indicating that she should go.

"Gangmu of the Western Regions vs. Li Chen of Nanzhou." With the judge's shout, Fu Cheng naturally came to the stage.

Standing opposite Fucheng is a stout figure with few people in Nanzhou, about the same height as Fucheng, but it is about the size of two Fucheng, standing on the platform, like a wall of flesh.

"Ah!!h The man was armed with two meteor hammers and came directly towards Fucheng.

Fu Cheng held the cold sword in his hand, and the sharp edge of the daylight on the sword was matched with a crisp sound.

"Ah!!!!!h Li Chen roared, and the people on the viewing platform trembled, but Fucheng still looked like a light and breeze, no matter how hard Li Chen tried, Fucheng's feet did not move a foot.

The people on the stage also discovered this detail and became interested in this game.

"This person from the Western Regions is a bit interesting." Shengshang propped his chin and squinted at Fu Cheng's dress.

"Yes." The queen and the saint have been together for many years, and they can be regarded as respectful of each other, and they are smiling and agreeing at the moment.

And beside the two of them was the crown prince Ren Tingyao, who looked at the eyes exposed by Fu Cheng, and always felt that he had seen it somewhere, and kept thinking about it in his mind at the moment.

The competition continued, and this Li Chen was not an idiot, so he naturally quickly thought of another method.

The figure quickly stepped back, trying to get around behind Fu Cheng.

Fu Cheng deliberately did this, deliberately pretending not to be in time, and he could accept Li Chen's blow, and his strength was naturally not to be underestimated, Fu Cheng took a few steps forward and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Just when everyone thought that this competition was over, Fu Cheng picked up the sword again and staggered with Li Chen, the speed of both of them was very fast, and between the various moves, it was dazzling.

I didn't expect that the last to withdraw from the market was still Fucheng.

This time, Fu Cheng's body was in a trance, and he fell forward.

"I won, I won hahaha!" Li Chen happily raised the two sledgehammers in his hands and cheered.

But Fu Cheng lay on the ground and closed his eyes tightly, Li Chen is from Nanzhou, this result naturally made the saint very satisfied, personally walked to the city wall, looked at the unconscious person on the ground, nodded, and the prince Fu Cheng naturally followed behind him.

Just as the people were about to carry Fu Cheng down, an accident happened at this time, Fu Cheng suddenly opened his eyes, and a flash of light appeared, flying up from the competition platform, and several jumped in front of Ren Tingyao.

Ren Tingyao looked into his eyes and said, "Volt.."

Before the word "city" could be blurted out in his mouth, he never had a chance to speak.

Ren Tingyao had a sword in his chest, and when Fu Cheng pulled out the sword, Ren Tingyao had already fallen backwards, silent, holding his chest with one hand, and the other was still pointing at Fu Cheng.

It all happened between the lightning and the flint, and by the time he reacted, Fu Cheng was ready to escape.

"The prince is attacked!" I don't know who shouted first, there was a mess on the city wall for an instant, and the guards raised their bows and arrows, so many that Fu Cheng couldn't dodge, and he was worthy of an arrow on his shoulder, but he still stubbornly fled, but Xiao Cha who was with him in the audience, Fu Cheng didn't know, Xiao Cha had such good luck.

Xiao Cha's dress like Fu Cheng is really conspicuous, but the saint has no time to investigate it at this time.

He saw that his son Ren Tingyao was dead at the moment, and the queen and his two sons were assassinated, and they fainted directly and unconscious.

"Check! Check it out for me! After saying this, the saint couldn't breathe, and he also planted straight forward, and in front of him was the city wall where there was no one.

The prince was attacked and died, and the saint was injured and fell into a coma, but all of this was ultimately blamed on Cheng Rang.