"This ......" Zhao Soul touched his nose very embarrassedly, and swept his gaze away from the rounded breasts of these girls one by one, and finally withdrew his gaze and lowered his eyes: "I'm really sorry, Xiaosheng and this friend have important matters to discuss, and I also ask Mama (Lao Bustard) to arrange a quiet room for Xiaosheng and his friends, as for the sisters...... Xiaosheng thanked you for your love first, if there is a next time, please don't make trouble Xiaosheng, and I wish you ...... favor you" Zhao Soul said tremblingly, and saw that the faces of the girls fell, and some even pouted, looking different cute and charming, anyone can guess the thoughts of these girls. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe so-called selling art is not selling your body, isn't it just waiting for the price to sell, hoping to add a virgin body with a flower and moon appearance, plus a variety of talents in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, to win the pity of a rich and noble handsome son, and since then soar to the sky, from a dusty woman, to become a princely side room, that is really a few lifetimes without worrying about food and clothing!

The son of the true king, that is the ultimate king with diamonds and jade, has the opportunity to climb, can wake up with a smile in his dreams, and sees the opportunity gathered in front of him, but he has no chance with himself, how can he not make these delicate girls feel lost?

It's just that the girl is lost, and the old bustard of the Cardinal Tower really didn't dare to go against the will of His Royal Highness the Prince, so he hurriedly scolded him harshly, and drove these beauties with red eyes and tears in their eyes out of the lobby. The old bustard doesn't care what grievances these "daughters" have in their hearts or not, the only thing she thinks about at this time is the head she is carrying on her shoulder! If she really makes the son of the world angry, she is afraid that she is the reincarnation of the hydra, and the head will not be enough to cut off!

At this time, the old bustard can only order those who have not yet officially "played their cards" The thirteen or fourteen-year-old little prostitutes hurriedly prepared a quiet room, prepared tea, nuts, fruits, etc., and then dedicated a small bell made of white jade to Zhao Soul, which is a special bell that needs to be driven by Gangfeng and can make a penetrating sound, which is used to summon those little maids who are listening to the errand in the distance to come and add tea, around the quiet room, within ten zhang, no one is allowed to stay, so that no one will know what the guests are talking about, you must know that the divine warriors in this world, five zhang away, can not even sense the breath of Gangfeng, how can you hear the conversation of the guests deliberately lowered their voices？

However, even so, the old bustard of the Cardinal Tower still shrank aside and prayed secretly, hoping that no matter what great gods in the sky could bless her little life, not to lose it, because just after she arranged the quiet room for Zhao Soul, the guards at the door told that the iron guards of the True King's Mansion had directly blocked the Cardinal Tower, and no one was allowed to enter or leave!

This is also a helpless thing, the first level of the prince is the highest standard of "god man" that can be received in a place like Cardinal Tower, and the people's level plays big names, making all kinds of unreasonable requirements, and the bustard has no second choice except to do it!

【In the Quiet Room】

"Are you ready for a handkerchief?" "Silver Dust sat down, reached out to release the soundproof barrier, and then said the first sentence.

Zhao Soul's face was so calm that he could unscrew half a bucket of water, he raised a pile of handkerchiefs in his hand angrily, and came out with so many handkerchiefs, he himself was also very embarrassed, for fear of being seen and saying that he was a sissy, crying all day long to ask for so many handkerchiefs, but he didn't dare not take it, in case the often funny "gentleman" in front of him was in a bad mood and didn't tell him, who would he go to.

"Have you heard of the Millennial Ling Family?" Judging from the tone of his voice, Yinchen seemed to be talking about something unrelated.

"You know, it was wiped out decades ago. Zhao Soul finished speaking a little mechanically, and his eyes widened suddenly: "Do you want to say ......?"

"That's right, our story starts with the famous massacre decades ago......" Yinchen's voice suddenly darkened, like Shura hell.

【Beyond the Cardinal Tower】

Zhao Soul didn't know that even in this prosperous imperial capital, under Lang Lang, there were still two people who dared to offend the authority of the True King and were worried about him, the [True King's Son].

These two people, both tall, fat and thin, both wore inconspicuous gray-white robes, the slightly chubby one, was a middle-aged man, with a restrained expression and an elegant posture, but the cold light that erupted from time to time in his eyes was like the sharpest sword blade, making anyone who accidentally saw his eyes shudder. The person who was a little thinner looked incredibly young, probably in his twenties, at such an age, there was no way to match his divine cultivation close to the Great Perfection of Qi Transformation, after all, on the rivers and lakes, except for a very few geniuses, the vast majority of Qi Transformation masters were old-timers.

There was no communication between the two of them, and they walked straight towards the Cardinal Tower, and at the moment when they approached the five zhang distance in front of the gate of the Cardinal Tower, the two looked at each other, and in an instant they exchanged an infinite amount of information with their eyes, and then, the two of them rose into the air at the same time, and rushed away in different directions, the middle-aged man's body was full of wind and might, and the young man had almost no breath on his body, silently disappearing in the slightly chaotic crowd because of the arrival of the true king.

Just when the old bustard was trembling and praying that nothing would happen, two people had already appeared on the high roof of the Cardinal Tower.

"Bloody Hand Shura?" A cold and resolute voice sounded from the roof, spreading far away, and the people wandering on the street where the Cardinal Tower was located heard this voice, felt the endless coercion contained in this sound, and immediately screamed and avoided it far away, and the golden armor guards patrolling around also heard the news and prepared to deal with a "vicious duel incident". According to the custom on the Fengyuan Continent, when the two of them duel, no one else can interfere, otherwise they will be punished by heaven, so after the golden armor guards came, they only evacuated the crowd and cleared the scene, so as not to injure the masses by mistake when the two masters fought each other. In just a few breaths after that voice sounded, the forbidden army troops of Pershing City surrounded the Cardinal Tower, and a powerful military force in the shape of a hollow was quickly constructed, with strong crossbows wound, swords out of the body, and they were ready to fight, and they couldn't help but relax, and the two people standing on the roof of the first Fengyue Field in Pershing at this moment were both Yuanying masters!

In the realm of Yuanying, in the eyes of the world, he will always be a legendary figure of the god level, the warriors of the world, and the people of the world, only infinite awe when facing them.

"Hmph, little doll of the Divine Sword Gate, should you be naïve to think that when you reach the Yuanying realm, you can run rampant in front of the old man, right? Do you really not know or pretend not to know, in the eyes of the old man, all the magic skills that come from the evil dark kingship are nothing more than a chicken and a dog! It is not easy for your kid to cultivate to this realm, what is it that you can't think of, and you want to run to the old man to die?" Another voice came from the roof, and within five feet, all the people who sensed the coercion contained in the voice collapsed to the ground with their bodies trembling, their eyes rolling and their mouths foaming, even the distracted Forbidden Army Captain was not spared at all. The soldiers of the forbidden army under the Cardinal Tower, although they were not directly affected by this divine power, they were all frightened, their hands and feet were sore, and they could barely hold the weapons in their hands. There is no other reason, it is the coercion in that voice, the coercion that can only be issued by the master of the Yuanying Great Perfection, and it is the ultimate power that is considered impossible to exist in today's world!

The Great Perfection of the Yuan Baby!

“...... Your Excellency's realm, Wan admires, but this does not make Wan retreat. The owner of the first voice, after being silent for three or four breaths, slowly used his divine power, and his figure became more and more clearly prominent on the roof of the building. He was a middle-aged man who looked several years older than the real king, Zhao Guangyi. He was dressed in a gray-white cannon, with a black belt hanging from his waist, and on the belt, a long sword with a black body hanging diagonally, swallowed in platinum. That sword is the world-famous light weapon "Extreme Abyss". His sword and his people are the embodiment of chivalry praised by people all over the world. The people present, I'm afraid that except for He Lao, who is completely disdainful of the evil dark magic skills, there is no one who does not know this handsome and majestic middle-aged man, he is a famous person-

The sword god is thousands of people.

Single round of sword, for thousands of years, he has only lost to one person, that is, his nephew Wan Jianxin, but in terms of comprehensive combat power, except for the old abbot in Hanshan Temple who almost completely disappeared from public view, I'm afraid that no one in the world is his opponent, right?

At least, the old soldiers of the forbidden army below who maintained their military posture didn't think that the old man opposite him could have much chance of winning, after all, ten thousand people were used to fighting at the next level, and his own strength was also around the twelfth level of the Yuanying.

"Then you can try. The owner of the other voice, that is, the river elder who had been following and secretly protecting the soul of the true king's son, Zhao, also slowly used his divine skills. The opponent is a hard stubble who has mastered the mystery of killing, although he has an indifferent look on his face, he is still a little defensive in his heart.

Both of them were condensing their vitality and wind, so in the time of one breath, neither of them moved. The Gangfeng on the body of ten thousand people is like the unsheathed divine sword on his waist, cold, sharp, and dignified, but the Gangfeng on Helao's body is completely opposite to the rumors of decades ago, there is not the slightest bloody aura of frenzied killing, but there is a majestic and sacred aura that makes people worship. This majestic and sacred aura, compared with the majestic and righteous aura of ten thousand people, actually did not fall behind at all.

"You ......" Wan Xiang held the hilt of the sword suddenly stiffened, he felt the breath of the opponent's body, the breath that was marked by the heavens as a righteous hero, that breath can not be cultivated through divine skills, that is only with justice in their hearts, and indeed did a lot of good deeds, pure and immaculate people in their hearts can have, this world, not who wants to be the right path can become the right way.

"What's the matter? Scared? Think about it, the current way of the world, it's not a few years ago, you and I have checked the realm of divine skills by one level, and when we fight, don't you have any advantage?" Unusually, when He Lao felt the breath of ten thousand people, he also hesitated, the Wind Source Continent has been killing each other since ancient times, not because he didn't want to, but he didn't dare. Although the ethereal heavenly punishment is not the current retribution of the present world, it will always fall on the head. Duels can't be bullied by more, the right path does not kill each other, and the three words must be done, which are the "three heavenly rules" on the Fengyuan Continent, once violated, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed. No one knows if that's true, because no one wants to risk their lives to try it.

"Dominance or not, this is not up to you, seniors!" A brilliant sword light lit up on his waist, and the sword light split by itself, turning into ten, ten into hundreds, and thousands of times. One by one, there was a slightly cold aura, but in fact, it was more of a sharp killing intent sword aura that exploded.

His sword skills are not very gorgeous and complicated, they are just the many sword qi that comes out of the most basic direct stabs. The luster of each sword qi was not very dazzling, it looked like the reflection of a metal blade shining in the sun. However, with this infinite sword light, ten thousand people can make He Lao's face dignified and lucky, and deal with it carefully.

The white sword qi like a reflection of metal easily cut through the hard tiles made of barite burning, not to mention the wooden roof that had only been soaked in special secret medicine to increase its toughness. In the moment after the ten thousand people drew their swords, the place around him was already full of sawdust, broken tiles, and even a puff of gray-white smoke and dust rose from the ground. The figure of the 10,000 people had long since disappeared into the infinite sword light, cutting towards He Lao like a high-speed rotating wheel-shaped saw blade.

He Lao's face was solemn, and he first steadied himself to prevent himself from falling off the roof of the house at a large angle before cautiously handing out the infinite claw shadow. These claw shadows are not individual claw skills, but strange moves condensed with more finger blades, in the martial arts, the magic skills of turning claws into fingers are rare, and most of them are difficult to practice the advanced and profound paths, and this ability to turn fingers into claws, I am afraid that today, this is the only one.

"Bang!" both of them flew forward, staggering, and at the position where they staggered each other's defenses, with a short heavy blow, a white bubble appeared in the void, and both the sword light and the claw shadow disappeared abruptly in the air, only the bubble slowly expanded and spread with the relatively distant figures of the two, and finally when it expanded to the size of a zhang, it suddenly made a dense explosion sound.

It turned out that at the moment when they staggered each other to break the defense, they had already made a white move with each other. In an instant, a hundred times the sword light and the claw shadow clashed, and the sound finally merged into a short "bang!" and all the power of the sound waves was forced into a small bubble by the powerful Gangfeng of the two people.

Immediately afterwards, within the range of five zhang, the wind pressure was riotous, the smoke and dust were filled, and the debris flew sideways. The two people on the roof each had the aura of their bodies expanding to resist the turbulence, but the building under their feet was already full of cracks.