Chapter 8: Don't capsize in the gutter

"Congratulations on obtaining the inheritance 'Chide Golden Knife' with the 'East Dao Sanren Improved Knife Control Technique for more than 100 years'!"

The moment Gu Zhun held the three golden knives, the scorching brilliance that swirled around the golden knives instantly sank into Gu Zhun's arm.

At the same time, the sword control method that he had worked hard to cultivate for many years, as well as countless combat experiences, were all mastered by Gu Zhun in an instant.

Although Gu Zhun noticed that the realm of the person named Dongdao Sanren should be more than the Divine Power Realm, and much higher than himself, however, with Gu Zhun's cultivation of the Divine Ability Realm, fighting with these three Chide Golden Knives, except for a few killing moves that may not be able to be used, the others are barely enough.

Gu Zhun's gaze was on the three Credite golden knives.

These three golden throwing knives flew up in an instant.

When Gu Zhun Yuguang swept to the three vases over there, these three Chide Golden Knives were gone in an instant.

The next moment, these three golden knives appeared in the position of the three vases, and only a blade broke on the vase, still standing in the corner of the wall.

Gu Zhun's eyelids raised slightly, and at the position of the blade on the vase, the knife qi was vertical and horizontal in an instant, and the fire was rumbling and blazing, and the three vases turned into powder in an instant!

"Is it so powerful?" Gu Zhun suddenly showed a hint of joy on his face.

Wouldn't it be picturesque if it were used to cut down the enemy?

After controlling these three Credite Golden Knives in the air and trying to practice a few small killing moves and small skills, Gu Zhun suddenly felt a little tired.

Sure enough, with Gu Zhun's cultivation in the Divine Realm, although there is no big problem in controlling the three flying knives, it can be regarded as powerful, but after a long time, it will indeed be mentally exhausted!

However, these three Credite golden knives can be used as killing moves, ordinary battles, aren't they still three moves "Awei Eighteen Styles"?

Gu Zhun is still a man with a sense of distress.

No matter what, of course you are stronger and better!

Wake up in the morning, embrace the sun, and let your body be full, bright sunshine!

After a few activities to sweep away the fatigue, under the service of the two maids, Gu Zhun changed into the clothes he wore when he went out today.

Of course, in the process, nothing obscene happened.

I don't know if my father is to show loyalty to his mother, who has no memory of his predecessor, so everything in Zhenbei Hou Mansion is good, that is, the maids all eat lotus root.

How ugly it is, Gu Zhun doesn't want to mention it, anyway, even if these maids wear little or even stand in front of him without clothes, he won't want to touch them with his hands.

Gu Zhun walked out of the door, and Zhang San and Li Si were already waiting at the door.

Now, Gu Zhun naturally wants to go to Ma Shiyuan's manor outside the city to attend the party that Ma Shiyuan said.

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Yongzhou City, a two-entry courtyard.

Early in the morning, a woman's wheezing sounded one after another.

After a long time, a woman's coquettish voice sounded in the room: "You dead man, people have come to report to you, and you have to do the same!"

The woman's face was covered with an unfading flush, and her clothes were half-open.

This woman is the nurse who appeared in the back garden of the Thorn Mansion and talked to Li Qingxue, Yu Lulu.

"Hey, hey, if it weren't for Lulu, why would I bother doing this?" the man's laughter was full of ripples.

Yu Lu glanced at the man, and then said, "Can you think about how to deal with that Gu Zhun?" Fifteen-year-old Divine Power Realm, if he is given a few more years to grow, his threat is no less than Gu Jiuming's! The affairs of adults have not progressed for a long time, and you and I have not had a good life!"

"Since this kid is so threatening, then I can just kill him myself, what else can I do?" the man laughed, and was about to pounce again.

Yu Lulu pushed the man away: "Sun Yongzhuang, don't come! Are you a donkey?"

As she spoke, Yu Lulu pushed this Sun Yongzhuang away, picked up her belt in a panic, and said while sorting out her messy clothes: "Anyway, you have to pay attention when the time comes, you are only the ninth order of the Divine Power Realm, and that kid may not be the first order, don't overturn in the gutter!"

"Aside from yours, where else can I capsize?" Sun Yongzhuang smiled.

Hearing this, Yu Lulu, who was flushed, spat at Sun Yongzhuang's face.

Hehe laughed a few times, Sun Yongzhuang also slowly got serious, and said slowly: "The Marquis of Zhenbei is the heart disease of the monarch, and it is the biggest obstacle on the road of the monarch's cutting of the domain!"

"As long as we succeed in taking care of the affairs of the Marquis of Zhenbei, the monarch's side will officially implement the policy of cutting the feudal domain. Dazai-sama's side has pardoned my great sins according to the agreement, and I have removed my slavery and become white, and at that time I will marry you and make you my wife!"

Hearing this, Yu Lulu's eyes couldn't help but show a touch of tenderness, and said, "Hmm...... You, be careful!"

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On the other hand, Gu Zhun, who went out to attend the party, was not able to go out.

Because a bearded old man with a young man blocked him at the door.

Although I don't know who these two people are, in line with the fine tradition of respecting the old and loving the young, Gu Zhun said very politely: "Get out of the way, you guys are in the way." ”

"......" Gong Ximing's face showed a touch of embarrassment, this kid, why is his temper so big?

Cen Yuanzhi was a little confused, it was the first time he had seen someone scold someone in such a polite tone.

"It's Gu Zhun Shizi!" Gong Ximing maintained the demeanor of a worldly master, gently brushing his long beard.

Gu Zhun was surprised, since he knew who I was and dared to stand in the way, that meant that these two people were coming at me?

"Who are you?"

"Gong Ximing of the Xiabeidi Sword Sect, this is my disciple Cen Yuanzhi. Gong Ximing introduced himself with a smile.

Northland Sword Sect?

Gu Zhun was stunned, where have you heard this name?

Gong Ximing smiled and said, "We are here to say goodbye to you, the prince!"

Farewell?

Gu Zhun raised his eyebrows and didn't say much.

Gong Ximing said with a smile: "After I go back, I will say a few good words for the prince in front of the sect master and the young lady!"

"In addition, the prince doesn't have to worry, although the young lady is only six years old this year, she is already extremely cute, she looks like a beautiful embryo, and the prince must be a talented woman!"

"It's just that the son must not mess with the flowers, the sect master of my family is the most disgusted man with flowers! It seems that the thing of spying on a woman taking a bath, no matter what the reason, it is best not to happen again!"

After saying a few inexplicable words, Gong Ximing took Cen Yuanzhi and left.

And Gu Zhun came back to his senses from Gong Ximing's words, and his face was stunned and painful: "What's the matter? My dad engaged me to a marriage contract, and the other party is a six-year-old little Lori this year?"

Although he was dressed very warmly, Gu Zhun felt that today's cold wind was extremely cold.