Ji Rufeng returned to the Minyue tribe in embarrassment, wanting to mock the king of Baiyue, but he returned with no face, which was really embarrassing.

Ji Rufeng's father, Ji Changsheng, couldn't help but look heavy when he saw his son being carried back, and he hurriedly asked: "Feng'er, who hurt you, but the old man of the King of Nanyue?" ”

He categorically didn't expect that his own injuries would be like this, and it was just a handsome face that was cut through the wound, and his arm was dislocated.

I didn't expect the king of Nanyue to be so wild, I thought he would only be a good man.

Ji Rufeng shook his head bitterly and said, "No... It's not him, it's the ...... Meng Yi. ”

"Meng Yi? Meng Yi of the Qin State, he didn't die? ”

Ji Changsheng's first thought was how could he not be dead, he was so seriously injured, it was impossible for him to be alive.

"Not only did he not die, but his martial arts were also restored, which is completely different from what the intelligence says."

"Huh?"

Ji Changsheng felt that his head was not enough, so he didn't die, and his martial arts were restored, isn't this too fucking crazy.

The meridians are damaged, even if you recover your martial arts, it is impossible to recover in a short time, Meng Yi must be a monster.

After thinking about it left and right to no avail, Ji Changsheng immediately shook his head and stopped discussing this issue, and said: "Let's not talk about him first, it's just a Meng Yi, he can't become a big climate, his problem will be dealt with by Tianzun, this time in the palace, but what similarities and differences have you found?" ”

In addition to mocking King Baiyue, Ji Rufeng is more important to explore the truth and truth.

"This old guy doesn't give up, he's secretly accumulating strength, but it's all a bunch of verbose things, not worth mentioning." Ji Rufeng said, "Since Hua Qingfeng lost that game in three years, he has been in a slump, and now he has no one available in his hands. ”

Three years ago, in the Xiongnu Horqin grassland, Hua Qingfeng fell into the hands of Meng Yi, who regarded himself as a genius, received a heavy blow, his heart was shaken, and he had high hopes from the north, and he stood still, and his strength did not improve.

For martial artists, the most important thing is the heart, once the mood is disturbed, it is easy to go mad in the process of cultivation.

Mess with his body, his body hurts; Mess with his heart, and his internal organs are hurt.

Flesh injuries are nothing more than physical pain, and once the mind is chaotic, it is impossible to concentrate, whether it is cultivation or others, the most taboo is to be disturbed, and it is impossible to calm down.

"Don't be careless, Hua Qingfeng's strength is not weak, although there has been no progress in three years, it is still not to be underestimated."

"Father doesn't have to worry, now Hua Qingfeng hides in the mountain gate and doesn't come out, no one is seen, it is said that if you don't defeat the demons in your heart, you will never go out."

Hua Qingfeng has his own obsession, his inner demon is Meng Yi, as long as he does not break through his state of mind for a day, he will not take a step out of the mountain gate if he defeats his inner demon, even if Baiyue destroys the country, this is the obsession that he guards in his heart.

"It's been less than a month since the clans fought for imperial power, so Hua Qingfeng can't defeat the demons no matter what, so he doesn't need to worry." Ji Changsheng said.

"Father, the child feels that Meng Yi still needs to be told to Tianzun, this kid is too variable, and this competition for royal power must not be allowed to continue in South Vietnam." Ji Rufeng said.

Ji Changming nodded and agreed.

In this battle for royal power, they Minyue is bound to win, and they must win the ruling power of Baiyue no matter what.

South Vietnam has been five years in a row, and the former South Vietnam is incomparably strong, and it has Hua Qingfeng in charge.

Now that Hua Qingfeng has withdrawn, many of the masters of South Vietnam have died mysteriously, and it can be said that the current South Vietnam is the weakest time in five years, and it is also the best time to pull them off the horse.

This once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, not only Minyue, but also Xiou, Yangyue and other tribes are gearing up and sharpening their knives.

Take advantage of your illness to kill you, the cruel reality is like this, there is no affection, there is just a life-and-death struggle.

Subsequently, Ji Rufeng was carried down to recuperate, and Ji Changsheng said to himself: "The final winner of this game must be our Minyue." ”

"Dawn! Your harem concubines, I'll help you laugh at it. Ji Changsheng said greedily, "And your precious daughter Tianwu, it must taste good." ”

Ji Changming is a lustful person, and the women he has played with are afraid that there are countless women, so to speak, the patriarch of the Minyue tribe sows seeds everywhere, which has caused countless heirs under his knees.

In addition to Ji Rufeng, who is left after his wife, there are also many children born to him by those concubines and women scattered among the people who can form a national team, almost the same.

From the lonely woman with a married husband to the young man in the prime of cardamom, he didn't let it go.

This old guy has been coveting the beauty of Tianwu for many years, especially in the past two years, Tianwu has developed more and more feminine, for him, every time he sees it, he can't hold back the primitive impulse in his heart.

The battle for the throne has not yet begun, and Ji Changsheng is fantasizing about those things that are fun in fish and water, which makes people laugh.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, Ji Changsheng spat to the side, and said viciously: "His grandmother's, I must find two women to lower the fire tonight." ”

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Baiyue Palace.

In the past two days, Meng Yi has been busy with his career, and his so-called career is preparing for the battle for royal power.

"Master, what are you doing here?"

Tianwu ran over, and seeing that Meng Yi was busy sitting on something, the little girl couldn't help asking. Meng Yi held a planer in his hand and kept using the planer to shave the wood.

It's like this every day, at first I just thought it was fun, so let him go, but now it seems that Meng Yi is not playing at all.

As time went on, the things Meng Yi made were basically all in line.

Tian Wu looked at this appearance as if she understood or not, and asked, "Master, what is this?" ”

"Be careful, don't move, this crossbow bolt is very dangerous, and the slightest mistake will trigger the mechanism." Meng Yi said cautiously.

"This crossbow bolt is so strange, I've never seen it before, what's its name?" Skydance asked.

"Zhuge Repeater." Meng Yi said, "It was invented by a master named Zhuge Liang, and now it is only a semi-finished product, and it is not yet perfect." ”

Zhuge Liang?!

Tianwu thought about it for a long time, but he didn't remember the name of the master.

Come to think of it, a master outside the world, if you are casually known by name, can you still be called a master?

I'm afraid he doesn't know, Zhuge Liang can't say it's too much to call her useless, after all, Mr. Kong Ming hasn't been born yet.

"Master is really powerful, he knows a lot, the apprentice is so stupid, he can't help anything except eat and eat." Tianwu dragged her cheeks, with a bit of crying and sorrow.

Meng Yi held a planer in his hand, and said while working: "Don't be presumptuous, being able to eat is a blessing, it means that you are a blessed person, no matter what others say about you, you just need to be yourself." ”

The words are true, but Tianwu cares more about Meng Yi's evaluation, his evaluation is worth thousands of dollars, and says, "Master, then do you think the apprentice is a useful or useless person?" ”

Meng Yi said without hesitation: "Of course he is a useful person." ”

"Master, you are lying, since I have known you, you have always taken care of me." Tianwu said unhappily.

"Who said that, if it weren't for you, I would have died a long time ago, and the grace of saving my life is greater than heaven, which is more useful to you than anyone else." Meng Yi said righteously.

"Really?"

Tianwu was a little excited, she thought that she was a useless person in the master's heart, but she didn't expect her to be so highly rated in Meng Yi's heart.

"Master. You didn't lie to me, did you? ”

"Of course not, as a teacher, he never lies." Meng Yi said.

The little girl was praised by Meng Yi, not to mention how happy she was, she was happy to chirp like a child, even though she was a child.

I have to say that Tianwu is a blessed person, simple and good, and has a cheerful personality like a child.

There's never been any trouble, and I never hide it if I like one.

Someone like her would be a blessed girl.

Meng Yi said: "Xiao Wu, remember that people who love to laugh will never be too unlucky, and I want to see you laugh for the rest of your life." ”

Tianwu clenched his pink little fists and said very resolutely: "Well, the apprentice will definitely laugh for the rest of his life." ”

"That's good."

Meng Yi shaved the bridge of her tall nose with her index finger.

Tianwu pressed her palms on the bench, leaned forward, her legs kept swinging from side to side, and she suddenly asked: "Master, do you want to murder a woman, the disciple thinks she is so pitiful, and I think you are dead, left alone in Xianyang." ”

When it came to Ying Shisu, Meng Yi's body stagnated and stiffened for a while, how could he not want to, especially now that she was still pregnant, Meng Yi couldn't rest assured.

Meng Yi didn't speak, but worked harder, and Tianwu could also see that the master actually missed the murderous woman very much, but he didn't say it in his heart.

She really envies a fierce woman, she can be liked by a man as good as Master, if Master also likes herself, then she will die without regrets.

After a while, Meng Yi calmed down a little and said, "Xiao Wu, tell me about the rules of the competition for royal power." ”

"The rules of the game are very simple, that is, each tribe sends two warriors from its own tribe to challenge the ruler of the royal power, and the person who wins in the end is this year's Baiyue King, and then stays in the Baiyue Palace."

"Are there any rules?"

"No, as long as you don't die in the game, you can use any weapon or hidden weapon." Sky Dance said.

The Southern Barbarians are the Southern Barbarians, and the rules are so rude and arrogant.

"Understood."

Meng Yi said, "Oh yes, it seems that if you want to keep the royal power, you must find a powerful helper to be foolproof, Xiao Wu, do you have a good candidate?" ”

"Of course it's Hua Qingfeng, he's the number one master in our South Vietnam, but he seems to have a deep prejudice against you, Master, if the two of you meet, I'm worried that there will be a fight."

"It's him." Meng Yi dropped the planer and said, "Xiao Wu, let's go." ”

"Where?"

"Look for flowers and clear winds."

"Huh?"