And the first victim, the evil and arrogant royal genius, the third prince of Li Yuan, the favorite concubine of the current emperor, and the baby son of Huangpu Yanran, was inexplicably cut off a finger.

As the saying goes, ten fingers are connected to the heart, and the pain of drilling the heart made him come back to his senses in a moment, screaming, ah~~ My hand, my hand!

You examiners, just watch this prince being hurt by others, don't kill that wild seed quickly, find out his parents and relatives, I want these brutes to know what royal majesty is.

And Zhou Hao, who was already about to step out of the house if nothing happened, suddenly stopped, and a cold killing machine burst out.

"Slow down, boy," shouted a Jindan monk

Zhou Hao turned around, his eyes were dazzling and the seven colors flowed, and the Three Emperors Li Yuan looked at him, and his mind was suddenly sucked in by the whirlpool, and he even forgot the pain of his fingers.

As if he had fallen into endless chaos, the third prince Li Yuan's face was distorted, his eyes were about to split, and the extreme sense of fear made the corners of his eyes burst out, and a trace of blood began to seep out.

After all, the head of the Jindan monk cultivated profoundly, and a sneer sounded with a hint of divine mana.

Well, the body moved instantly, separated between Zhou Hao and the three princes, Zhou Hao's figure shook, Teng Teng took two or three steps back, his heart was shocked, suppressed the anger in his heart, and looked at each other lightly.

The third prince was shocked, and then he was shocked by the sound of the dementor, his spirit suddenly lost his pressure, and he suddenly languished, one leg was weak, and he crawled on the ground with a puff, and at this moment there was still a little bit of arrogance and arrogance, and unconsciously a trace of shadow took root in his heart, and he didn't even have the courage to look at Zhou Hao.

Jindan Monk Chu Changshan was speechless, although he had already looked at Zhou Hao differently, he was still shocked at this moment, with his cultivation career of more than two hundred years old.

The strength of the other party's divine thoughts is not much different from that of himself, a monk who is one step away from the late stage of Jindan, and I really want to see how this guy cultivates.

Chong Zhou Hao smiled awkwardly, little brother, don't be angry, after all, this person has a bit of an incense relationship with Tianyan Sect, since he has already taught him a lesson, can he give a thin face to the old man and expose it?

"Deacon Chu, it's not appropriate for you to deal with it like this!" Zhou Hao raised his eyes to look at the person who spoke.

The fat old man among the three Jindan monks helped the third prince Li Yuan with one hand, and grabbed the other party's wrist with the other, and the slightest mana flowed, obviously healing Li Yuan's injuries. And it was this person who spoke, "This son just passed the assessment, and he is not from my Tianyan Sect, it was just a slip of the tongue, and it hurt people so much, can't there be an explanation?"

Zhou Hao suddenly felt uneasy, and the corners of his mouth rose to reveal a hint of mockery.

"Since Your Excellency thinks it's a slip of the tongue, the younger generation thinks that as a prince, you should be polite and courteous, when you actually become dirty and insult your parents, or the seniors think that the monk doesn't need to respect the ancestors, and treat his parents as mortals. ”

Chu Changshan's face was pale, and he glared fiercely at the deacon who wanted to please the third prince, "Hou Kun, if you don't send the third prince back, won't you kill the third prince." ”

Others didn't feel it, but he, a monk who refined the spiritual root of wood and water, noticed that the state of the three princes was not good, if he didn't think about it immediately, I am afraid that it would either be wasted, or he would go crazy, so he reminded him to walk into the third prince and lightly touched his forehead, and the sluggish third prince suddenly fell asleep, stroked out a turquoise pill, pinched open the mouth of the third prince, stuffed it in, and vomited his spiritual power slightly, helping him swallow his stomach.

Deacon Hou Kun was also shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly probed the three princes, only to feel that his breath was disordered, his mana was weak and strong, and there were almost signs of going mad.

A group of frightened and helpless followers also ran out in a hurry.

Zhou Hao frowned slightly, but he didn't pursue it.

"The little brother is young and vigorous, and he is still a little reckless"

Chu Changshan said with a faint sigh. If the little brother is interested in Tianyan Sect, he must rush to Tenglong Ridge of Haoyang Mountain in the south of the country to participate in the selection before the end of autumn in three years, and hand out two jade talismans between words, this is a map of all places under Tianyan Sect, this is the identity jade plate of Qianyang Peak, with this as an introduction, the old man is waiting for the little brother to come in Tianyan Sect.

Without waiting for Zhou Hao to excuse himself, he finished speaking, stuffed two things into Zhou Hao's hands, and sent him away quickly.

The slightly hot jade plaque, holding it in his hand, Zhou Hao understood what Chu Changshan meant, although he was not afraid of trouble, he was still very grateful to this enthusiastic senior. Zhou Hao thanked his predecessors and said goodbye. ”

After speaking, he turned and left

In the palace of the Tianqing Dynasty, the imperial concubine Huangpu Qinying was crying at the moment, her hair was fluffy and scattered, her luxurious colorful phoenix skirt was rubbed in all directions, and on the wide and luxurious bed, it was Li Yuan, the third prince who was sent back by the Jindan monk Hou Kun.

"You waste, my son has to have a long and short, you are all going to die, why don't you go and invite my father into the palace, you~~ and you, go and tell the emperor, just say that if he doesn't come again, he won't be able to see our mother and son." ”

Whining~~

Inside and outside the concubine's bedroom, the maid Gong'e and the guards knelt in a large area, and the concubine spoke, and immediately several people ran out to report the news.

In the corner, a little Gong'e, who looked to be only eighteen or nineteen years old, quietly retreated from the corner, turned around and hurried away.

A team of guards on duty, after confirming that there was no danger, continued to patrol elsewhere, passing by a palace gate, a ball of cloth with faint handwriting flew into the palace.

The time is not big, in the palace of Nuoda, the third prince Li Yuan was attacked and did not know whether he was alive or dead, the imperial concubine Huangpu Qinying was furious, and rumors of seeking death and life spread all over the inner palace.

In a secluded and deep courtyard, the eighteen-year-old little Gong'e blushed slightly, and excitedly told the slender figure in front of her who was meditating with her back to herself: Little princess, don't you see, the scourge is pale, the mouth and eyes are all blue, and the whole person is like dying.

"Huan'er, don't talk nonsense" A dozen meditating figures came from a delicate and elegant sneer, "Although that person is your enemy of me, but after all, his identity is different, and he must not let people know that you are talking about her behind her back, which will cause trouble"

"Huan'er knows," Xiao Gong'e bit her lip and replied in a low voice, "But Huan'er is not convinced, when will she be able to avenge her mother's revenge!

The slender figure put down his hands, slowly stopped practicing, stood up, and held Huan'er's shoulders with both hands, "Huan'er, I know your heart, the reason why I have lived peacefully and steadily over the years, you have suffered a lot of grievances, you Fangxin, now that I have built a foundation, I will be able to go to the sect in two years, with my qualifications, it will not be long before I can get the attention and cultivation of the clan, and at that time, the demon woman will have to pay the price for murdering my mother that day." Juanxiu's face was full of bitter hatred, a pair of star-like eyes, and endless murder.

"Princess, really, that's great," he said, his eyes hazy, and two lines of tears slowly slipped down.

"Huan'er rest assured, it won't be long before we can get out of this cage and never have to live in danger again, and besides, you walk alone in the palace and be careful in everything, you know?"

"Well, don't worry, princess, Huan'er knows. ”

In the palace of Nuoda, because of the injuries of the three princes, the chickens and dogs jumped, and a few old antiques who were raised in the Tai Hospital, were invited by the edict of the concubine, the emperor's edict, and the Dazai Huangpu Jiangyuan of the current dynasty to be treated together, but fortunately, they were just frightened too much, and after a period of chaos, they quickly calmed down.

At this time, Dazai Huangpu Jiangyuan and the emperor were in a large hall in the palace of the concubine, and asked the Jindan monk Hou Kun about the injury of the third prince.

Although the emperor's status is very high, Dazai Huangpu Jiangyuan also has the late cultivation of the foundation, but in the face of the Jindan monk Hou Kun, he must also treat each other with courtesy, in the world, as the representative of Tianyan Sect, most of them are not highly qualified, or have no intention of cultivating, greedy for the prosperous people of the red dust, enjoying the worship of all living beings, living in the drunken gold fan, that little cultivation in the long-term extravagant life, has long been no longer iron-blooded and brave, numb to the sense of crisis of the weak and the strong.

Although Hou Kun is a monk in their family, as a Jindan monk, he is only slightly biased towards the narrative of the three princes, and as for how to deal with it, he doesn't care very much, after all, he has no major faults.

"This person's surname is Zhou, his name is Hao, he is about less than twenty years old, and he has built a four-layer foundation for cultivation, as for his appearance"