After the third prince Lei Zhe was pushed away by Ren Jieqi'er, he didn't care.

This feeling of wanting nothing left him wanting more. He leaned forward and forced Jackie to the table. hugged Ren Jieqi'er, who had no way out, and kissed her.

Fushengye was very unhappy to hear it, and fire was about to burst out in his eyes.

Compared with before, Ren Jieqi'er was much calmer, and she struggled to resist until she bit the lips of the third prince, Lei Zhe, and bled blood.

The third prince, Lei Zhe, was not interested after being bitten. He spat out a mouthful of blood and said with a smile: "No wonder people often say that the most beautiful flowers are thorny. I see you as a thorny rose. ”

Ren Jie Qi'er said: "I'm sorry! We can't do that! I have to go and fulfill my mission! ”

The third prince Lei Zhe said: "It's me who is rude!" It's all because you're so charming and disturb my heart that has been silent for so many years! Rest well! I'm going to see the Great Elder. ”

Ren Jie Qi'er nodded and said, "Hmm! ”

The third prince Lei Zhe was led by the maid to Gesang Yuzhen's living room.

Gesang Yuzhen said to the maids beside her: "You all retreat first!" ”

The maids walked out of the parlor side by side, and closed all the doors and windows.

The third prince Lei Zhe said: "How is my aunt? ”

Gesang Yuzhen said: "That's it! I am only the daughter of a concubine Khan, and I don't even have the title of a princess. ”

The third prince Lei Zhe said: "Auntie, do you know that Han Xiye is a catastrophe physique. ”

Gesang Yuzhen looked at the third prince Lei Zhe in surprise and said, "Have you seen Han Xiye?" ”

The third prince Lei Zhe said: "Not yet, but the seventeenth brother has seen her." He was sure he was not mistaken. In order to verify the authenticity, I think it is necessary for me to take a look at the Lord of Hanxi himself. ”

Gesang Yuzhen said: "Hanxi's child is very shy, you better not bother her." As for what Hua Yan tells you, it's true. I can't hide this matter if I want to! ”

The third prince, Lei Zhe, was pleasantly surprised: "Sure enough, I said that if she is a catastrophe physique, it is impossible for you not to know." ”

Gesang Yuzhen said: "Having a catastrophe physique is really not a good thing for this child! ”

The third prince Lei Zhe said: "Since this is the case, then please hand her over to me!" Just say what benefits you want! ”

Gesang Yuzhen said: "What I care about most in my life is my background. Obviously born in the Golden Family, the blood of the Golden Family is flowing in his body, but he has to bear the infamy of shame day and night. I have now despised wealth and authority, and I only want to make a name for myself! ”

The third prince, Lei Zhe, said: "I understand! You want a princess title. But do you know how stubborn Father Khan is? He won't easily change the rules left by his ancestors! Unless I can succeed to the throne of the Khan. When I become the master of the snowy land, I will give you whatever name you want. ”

Gesang Yuzhen said: "I want the Moon God Temple to be my fief. I want to be the princess of the moon gods. ”

The third prince Lei Zhe said: "Okay, I promise you!" ”

Gesang Yuzhen said: "Actually, Han Xiye's catastrophe physique, if she is not discovered by you, as long as she buries her head in hard practice, she will become a great weapon in the future!" ”

The third prince Lei Zhe said: "You can rest assured, when she becomes my woman, I will treat her well." ”

Their conversation was heard clearly by the floating leaves from a long distance.

Fusheng Ye was full of anger and had nowhere to vent, so he took out Starship 09

He said to himself, "There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no way to break into hell." Since you have died in this way, it will be done to you. ”

Gesang Yuzhen said: "Yes, yes!" But before the final selection of the reincarnated spirit child next year, none of you will want to touch the Lord of Hanxi! ”

The third prince, Lei Zhe, was puzzled: "Why? ”

Gesang Yuzhen said: "Because I want to see how the people I have cultivated are?" I don't want to lose to Second Elder! ”

The third prince Lei Zhe said: "I can't wait that long, my patience is limited. ”

Gesang Yuzhen said: "You have to wait!" Because the great priest of the Sun God Temple is also concerned about the final selection of the reincarnated spirit child. Do you know what happens if you anger the Great Priest? ”

The third prince, Lei Zhe, turned pale after hearing the name of the Great Commander: "The order of the Great Commander is an oracle, and we must all face it." ”

Gesang Yuzhen said: "That's why I told you, don't do stupid things." ”

The third prince, Lei Zhe, talked about the name of the great priest: "Does the great priest care about this matter?" ”

Gesang Yuzhen said: "The great priest may not care about some details. But it is impossible for him not to care about the selection of Shao Si Ming. If someone dares to attack the idea of a candidate for the order of the young secretary, it is hard to guarantee that he will not be furious. ”

The third prince Lei Zhe said: "What if Han Xiye becomes a young master? ”

Gesang Yuzhen said: "What should I do? Cold! If Han Xiye succeeds the Shao Si Ming smoothly, with the blessing of her trait physique, she will definitely become the most amazing Shao Si Ming ever. ”

The third prince Lei Zhe said: "What will happen if she loses the election!" ”

Gesang Yuzhen said: "Then our transaction can continue." ”

The third prince Lei Zhe said: "You can rest assured! I will try my best to promote Ren Jie Qi'er to become a young master! ”

Gesang Yuzhen leaned back on the seat and said, "Let's go." Once again, I advise you not to interfere in the internal affairs of the Temple of the Moon. As for the rest of the people and things, hehe! Anyway, no matter what the outcome is, I'm sure I won't lose money! ”

The third prince Lei Zhe said: "It's still my aunt who is wise." This king takes his leave! ”

After leaving Gesang Yuzhen's residence, Lei Zhe went directly down the mountain from the winding mountain road in Dongshan.

Floating leaves followed, trying to find an opportunity to kill him on the way.

Stopped at the foot of the mountain

A carriage and a team of 100 people lined up to welcome Lei Zhe's arrival.

After the third prince Lei Zhe entered the carriage, the group of people and horses slowly walked towards Drifting Snow City.

In addition to the third prince Lei Zhe in the carriage, there was also a witch who was covered in black robes.

The black robe of this witch is exactly the same as the black robe on the floating leaf. The only difference between her and Floating Leaf is that she doesn't wear a mask.

The witch looked at the sad third prince Lei Zhe and said, "Why, you didn't get what you wanted? ”

The third prince Lei Zhe said: "Yes! ”

The witch suddenly became alert, "Someone is following us outside the car!" I'm going to see who it is? ”

The witch jumped out of the carriage and headed for the bushes by the side of the road.

Fushengye carefully followed the carriage of the third prince Lei Zhe all the way, trying to find an opportunity to give him a headshot.

Just as he was looking for an opportunity along the way, the witch spotted him.

When he saw the witch approaching his hiding place, he knew that he had been exposed, and he fled quickly. But he was still a step too late, and the witch used a trick to lock him down.

The floating leaves soon entered the dream realm, and could no longer distinguish the difference between fantasy and reality.

In the third year of Jian'an, Wanzhou suffered a great drought, starvation all over the wilderness, and thousands of miles of red land. Among them, Wu'an County is the most seriously affected, the countryside is ten rooms and nine empty, and the hungry people have reached the point of cannibalism.

As a result, the displaced people moved to towns in neighboring counties that had not been affected by the drought. However, the mountains and rivers of Dacheng are far away, the victims lack food and clothing, and there are not one in ten who can survive the trek.

The gates of Wu'an County had been closed a few months ago, and the people had entered the city.

However, there is a porridge shed opened by Buddhism outside the city, and some wild vegetable porridge will be distributed to the displaced people every day at noon.

Every morning, you can see a long queue of refugees waiting for soup kitchen, with no end in sight. Last night, an autumn rain made the road in front of the porridge shed muddy, and by noon the sky was shining brightly, and the ground was hot and humid.

The soup kitchen has been going on for a while. Among the waiting victims was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy in Tsing Yi, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and the clothes he wore were also very neat.

The boy's name is Floating Leaf. When his father was in his father's generation, his family was still a famous family, and later his family fell into the middle of the road. In order to make a living, the family moved from Dacheng to the remote Wu'an County to settle down. Unexpectedly, a once-in-a-century drought caused a massive plague that claimed countless lives, and his father died. In order to escape the epidemic, his mother decided to take him out of his hometown with the displaced people and go to Dacheng to seek refuge with relatives and friends.

As soon as they left the city, they encountered a thief and lost their essence. The mother and son became unable to move an inch, there was no home behind them, the future was uncertain, and the mother of Fushengye fell ill all of a sudden.

"Click-"

Fushengye was thinking nonsense, and it would be his turn if there were two or three more people in front of the line. At this time, the team was chaotic, and the people behind rushed up, stretching out the broken pots and bowls in a chaotic manner, scrambling to grab food!

"What is this?" Floating leaves complained angrily.

"I didn't hear the spoon touch the bottom of the pot, the rice is almost gone!" A big kid who squeezed in front of him grinned, glanced back at the floating leaves, and said.

When Fushengye heard this, he suddenly realized, and hurriedly squeezed inside, shouting: "It's my turn!" It's my turn! ”

As soon as he squeezed to the front of the soup kitchen, he heard "Click! "The sound of scraping the pot.

The monk who gave the porridge shouted to the crowd: "Today's porridge has been distributed, so don't wait in line." Don't come tomorrow, because the temple has used up its food stock for several years, and it is no longer enough to continue to provide porridge for the believers! ”

The victims waiting in line let out a cry of despair! Among them, a few of the self-reliant and physically strong victims were even more emotionally uncontrollable and about to make trouble. Seeing a few of them gathered in front of the porridge shack, after breaking a few broken bowls, they also wanted to overturn the table and the stove.

"Boom!" The monk who gave the porridge roared angrily, and he grabbed the fist of a strong victim in his hand and squeezed it hard.

"Ahh The victim let out a scream like a pig.

The monk let go of his hand and glared around, and the fist of the victim had been deformed by the monk's pinch, and it was impossible to stretch out!

"Amitabha! There are both Guanyin Bodhisattva who saves suffering and rescues suffering, and there is also a non-angry Vajra who is super crazy! I advise you to wait for a small night, and in the troubled times, you must stick to your heart, otherwise you will go to the eighteenth layer of hell after death! The monk snapped.

"I think this world is hell." The victim who was clenched his fist complained with tears in his eyes.

"That's because you haven't seen real hell yet!" The monk replied to him.

After this trouble, the victims who did not receive the porridge slowly left, but Fushengye did not leave, because he saw that the last spoonful of porridge in the monk's hand had not been distributed. At this moment he stood side by side in front of the empty porridge pot with one of the victims who had cut in front of him, all holding bowls and waiting to see whose bowl the monk would put the last spoonful of porridge into.

"There are six people in our family who have fled from our family, my grandmother is in her seventies, and my sister is not yet three years old—" The victims around Fushengye begged the monks bitterly.

Fushengye carefully looked at the victim beside him, and found that the man was in his twenties, in the prime of life, and was a head taller than him!

"Okay, this last bowl of porridge is for you!" As he spoke, the monk poured the spoonful of porridge into the bowl of the prime-aged victim.

"But young people should be honest when they speak, the way to escape the famine is to die, how can there be a seventy-year-old grandmother walking with you!" The monk continued.

The victim was overjoyed at first, but his face turned red when he heard the monk's words, apparently because the monk saw through at a glance that he was lying.

"Damn it!" Fushengye said aggrievedly.

The monk ignored Fushengye's complaints, and just waved his hand at him casually, motioning for him to leave.

At this time, Fushengye hated this prime-aged victim to death, if he hadn't cut in line, this bowl of porridge would have been Fushengye's.

The middle-aged victim was squeezed by the monk and was about to leave, but when he turned around, he touched the floating leaves, and an unstable almost spilled the porridge in his hand to the ground, which frightened him. So he looked at the floating leaf angrily, and saw that the floating leaf was also glaring at him with his eyes. He casually pulled the floating leaves aside and scolded angrily: "Get out of the way, things that don't have long eyes, watch Lao Tzu's way!" ”

"Damn it!" Floating leaves screamed.

"If the call could fight hunger, the donkey would have become the king of the mountain long ago! If you're not convinced, let's fight. Don't say that Lao Tzu bullies you, it's Lao Tzu who is giving you a chance. You can throw me down, and the bowl of porridge will be yours. Do you dare? You coward! The prime-aged victim let out a sigh on the floating leaves, turned around and wanted to leave, but heard someone behind him shouting: "Fight, fight!" ”

He turned his head and looked at Fushengye in disbelief and said: "Lao Tzu's hometown is in the Savage Village, known as Wei Sanjiao, my father hunted in the mountains all the year round, and also learned some kung fu. However, I am not good at learning, and I have a few strengths, but sometimes I can't hold back. If you get into a fight, you can blame me! ”

"Wu'an County Floating Family Floating Leaves! My mother is waiting for me to come back with porridge......"

"Do you want to call your mother over, if it's okay, maybe we won't have to fight!" Wei Sanjiao said mockingly.

Fushengye's face sank when he heard this, and then he put the porcelain bowl on a clean bluestone platform, and took off his robe and folded it on top of the bowl. He wears only a sleeveless undershirt on his upper body, revealing two white thin arms.

"Let's get started!"

Wei Sanjiao held the porridge bowl in his left hand and said, "Come on!" One hand is enough to teach you Lao Tzu! ”

Seeing the excitement and excitement of the victims, they gathered around some people. And more people have not yet filled their stomachs and leave with a sense of boredom!

"When is it time to still have the strength to fight!"

The soup kitchen monk looked at them with interest.

Fushengye has been studying and practicing calligraphy in a private school since he was a child, and has never been taught martial arts. But he heard that his father was also a general in the army before, and they still had a set of armor that looked powerful and domineering at home. However, he had not seen his father do anything serious for as long as he could remember. The vicissitudes of life spent almost every day in drunkenness. However, although his father was short-tempered with outsiders, he treated his wife and children very well. At least since he was a child, he has never slapped the floating leaf, and he has not even scolded the floating leaf loudly once. He also always spoke softly in front of his wife, and even when he was angry, he was just silent.

But this man always had a book of boxing in his arms. The boxing book is very broken, and the corners are all torn, but he refuses to show it easily. Once while he was drunk, Fushengye secretly stole the boxing book to watch. The kid was immediately attracted to the boxing book, and practiced carefully according to the boxing book whenever he had time. His father didn't say anything when he found out that he had taken the boxing book, and just drank and drunk every day.

The boxing book is divided into two parts, the first half is called "Dawei Health Boxing Eighteen Roads", and the second half is more terrifying, called "Dawei Killing Enemy Boxing Eighteen Roads". Fushengye was seven or eight years old when he got this boxing book, and now he has been practicing non-stop for six or seven years, but there has been no one to guide him. Until a few days ago, his father was seriously ill.

That night, Fushengye got up in the middle of the night to relieve his hands, and saw his father practicing boxing alone under the moon. He had never seen his father practice boxing before, and he even doubted that his father could do martial arts.

Under the moonlight, his father beat a set of boxing techniques. Fushengye saw that it was "The Eighteen Roads of Dawei Health Boxing". This set of boxing techniques has been practiced countless times, and it has long been familiar with it. But when he saw his father's practice, he felt that he was still far behind. and his father's understanding of boxing, he is just getting started.

"This set of fitness boxing is a bit similar to what you learned randomly. It's just that you're not doing the right thing at all. The so-called killing of the enemy, without the fluctuation of killing intent in the fist, it is impossible to exert his power. Floating leaves heard his father speak and walked carefully into the courtyard. He noticed that his father was looking at him with a complicated gaze.

"You see it, the killing punch is going to be like this, it's what it is." His father said.

Fushengye looked at his father intently, starting with a set of punches from the starting hand, and the fight was thrilling. It's as if there are thousands of troops in front of him, and he is the general who goes on a rampage, kills all sides and takes the enemy chieftain directly.

"Don't show this killing punch in front of people." After the exercise, his father said to him tiredly.

He nodded obediently.

"I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep!"

After his father returned to the room, Fushengye couldn't calm down for a long time, and he practiced "Dawei Killing Enemy Fist Eighteen Roads" several times repeatedly, and didn't go to bed until he was exhausted. All night long, I dreamed about how this set of boxing techniques was applied on the battlefield.

The next morning, he heard his mother crying in his sleep, and it turned out that his father had died the previous night.

Although he had many grievances against his father, he couldn't stop crying while lying on the bed. Later, he covered his head with a quilt and cried bitterly.

"I can't back down Father!" Floating leaves muttered to themselves. "You're gone, I'm the only one standing up to protect my mother!"