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He was the only one among the forging masters who had joined the palace who really knew that Silver Dust could forge holy weapons, and he was also the one with the highest forging level among those forging masters, and at the same time, he was the one with the worst forging performance in this month. At this time, in Zhao Lingfeng's eyes, he had no value, but he had a terrible secret that could almost destroy the palace, and his own value could not be equal to the value of this secret, so this once loyal old forger was now facing the fate of being disposed of.

The old man trembled and knelt there, he didn't have any torture instruments on his body, and he still maintained his free body on the surface, but in the face of the triple oppression of Ghost Liming, Zhao Guangyi and Blood River Venerable, he had no room for resistance at all.

At this time, the desperate Long Tailai faced Zhao Guangyi, prostrate deeply, hoping to use the most humble prostrate and begging for mercy in exchange for the mercy of the true prince for a while, so that he could survive for a few days, and when the time came, he desperately risked his life, and re-forged the scrapped material by burning blood, and he could also create an amazing work, so that he could use his death to exchange for a lifetime of food and clothing for his family, instead of dying with the humiliation of failure like now, not only could not save himself, but also made the family lose the protection of the true king, forced to leave the territory of the true king, and live on the streets。

"True prince, please! Let go of the little one! The small one was indeed sent down by the emperor, but, for so many years, the little one has never lived up to the trust of the prince!" The cry of the old blacksmith was heartbreaking, if the people present could have any slight softness, I am afraid that they would be moved by compassion at this moment, and they couldn't bear to start, but the few people standing here are all iron-blooded and ruthless, they may have had tenderness, but at this sensitive moment, each of them must put away the tenderness and put on a ruthless iron armor mask.

"But you have lived up to the trust of this seat, because from the time you entered the palace of this seat, until this time, this seat has never really trusted you...... The precious metal that I have given you is just a cover-up, so that the man behind the palace wall will not be suspicious...... You and this seat both know what is the purpose of an edict that forced you into the most secret forge of this seat, right?" The voice of the true king is cold and ruthless, as the strongest prince of the contemporary generation, as a generation of military gods of the Southern Empire, he has never lacked the determination to kill, and even today he let his son make a cameo appearance as an executioner, just to cultivate his son's blood and courage. The true king is not a king who invites him, and his throne must be soaked in the blood of the enemy, not in the wine brewed by a hundred flowers, as the throne of the king is worshipped.

"It is only natural that you know what you shouldn't know, and if you collide with something you shouldn't do, you should be disposed of. "Zhao Lingfeng picked up the Ending Hell, as soon as the Thunder Attribute Gangfeng was poured into the golden and bronze alien axe, it immediately turned into a terrifying layer of open flame, this low-key axe was actually not weaker than the Absolute Heavenly Expedition that shone in the Wind Wave Pavilion and forced back a group of Jindan masters.

Looking at the terrifying holy weapon like a flame trial, the old forger was very embarrassed with a piece of *** in his crotch He kowtowed frantically, and kept telling about his pity and the contribution he had made to the palace: "...... For the sake of the little one, who has served the palace for decades, let's bypass the little one! The little one promises that he will never dare again!" he cried, and kept kowtowing, and his forehead was already red.

Zhao Lingfeng ignored his continued begging for mercy, and the axe raised high was about to slash down, when he suddenly saw Yinchen in the corner raise his hand, as if he wanted to stop him, he paused, only to find that Yinchen just raised his hand and touched his hair, obviously he didn't want to stop him.

At this moment, Long Tailai suddenly bounced up from the ground, and seven dark green poisonous needles suddenly flew out of his cuffs, but none of these poisonous needles could hit the target, because Zhao Lingfeng, who was carrying the "Lingyun Battle Heavenly Decision", was not a simple boy that ordinary monks could deal with.

His figure blurred slightly, and he actually launched a flash to break the defense in an instant, dodging the seven poisonous needles at the same time, he just raised his hand, and three pitch-black darts flew out with a bang, shooting straight into the old forger's body.

Pity that Long Tailai, who has a half-high cultivation but is not low, but his cultivation is the most ordinary "Thunder Qi Decision", even if he has the guidance of the Book of Evil Thunder, he is just an ordinary character, in the face of almost as terrifying as the Demon Wei Pavilion Town Sect's divine skills, he really has no parry ability at all, and at the moment when Zhao Lingfeng flew out of the three darts, he couldn't even let himself change direction.

At the moment when the three darts pierced his body, a straight blue light shot from a distance of at least fifty feet accurately pierced the old forger's back and pierced his chest.

It was Silver Dust's God-Slaying Luo Immortal Tribulation Song Ice Spear

In the next instant, a glittering arc of light swept through the air, and the fire cut a semicircle in the air, slicing open the cervical vertebrae, and then set the body on fire, which had not yet cooled.

"Plop. The second corpse fell, and in the drizzle, a large chunk of bright red blood poured out, and was washed away by the stagnant water on the ground, and slowly faded, except for a piercing blue ice, which stretched from about fifty feet away, and was particularly dazzling in the drizzle.

These two people are finally dead. Zhao Lingfeng exhaled a long breath, he knew that this day would definitely come, and he knew that this was the last lesson his father had left for him. Father Zhao Guangyi, who doesn't know those amazing and brilliant doctrines of silver dust, what he can teach himself is only the instinct, duty, and duty of a king.

Be considerate of your subordinates and let the servants truly attach themselves to you, this is the lesson he has taught before he is twelve years old.

Knowing people and being good at their duties, so that subordinates can give full play to their talents and not be mediocre servants, this is the course before the age of fourteen.

Weighing the pros and cons and knowing how to make trade-offs is a long-term and even lifelong course, from as long as he can remember, to the present.

The way of equilibrium, the study of action, this is the study of making rules under the rules, this is the lesson before yesterday.

And today, the determination to kill, the vicious heart, and the fierce blood, this is the lesson that his father, who used to be a prince, will teach from today. Start by killing, and slowly cultivate the murderous spirit and determination of a true king.

Zhao Lingfeng didn't know that just when Zhao Yuheng, the prince of Chongwang, who was a few years older than him, was still lingering among the fat powder hairpin rings, he himself had already begun to learn how to use the loyalty of his subordinates, the oath of his friends, the blood of his enemies, his ruthless schemes, and even the poison that was secretly circulated to forge the throne of a generation of kings.

He didn't realize that what his father taught him was not the ability that a prince who blindly ate and waited for death should master, but the talent that a heroic king who led the people to a new life in the midst of troubled times and disasters.

He and Zhao Yuheng can never be the same kind of people, and they can't have the same fate.

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【Chongwangfuzhong】

Since everyone sat down, the servants of the family stayed under the corridor and waited for the masters to summon it, Zhen Lao Taijun did not wait for anything, busy with the banquet, and a good mountain treasure came up, it turned out that at that time, although Zhen Lao Taijun's body and bones were still quite tough, but he was also a person with a weak stomach, he couldn't eat the treasures of the sea, and he ate once and again, and the old man Chongwang was an extremely filial master, and he didn't like the fish and shellfish of the East China Sea very much, so he simply set up a rule, and in the future, the mother's meal, the clan gathering, are not seafood, only on the land and mountains and forests, the genus of seafood, the family who wants to eat, call the next person to buy, cook on the small stove, and eat eachOver time, the family and even Lin Xuanchen have developed a habit, and they only pick up mountain delicacies to eat at the big table, but they are also happy, both wine and meat, full of oil, full of mellow nose, I am afraid that I will forget the delicacies of the deep sea in the world to the clouds. Mrs. Wang brought a group of sisters, a total of twenty-seven, as big as Wang Yurou, small as Wang Yunfen, Wang Yunfang, etc., all cardamom years, flowers and branches, in the family is also a poor people, suddenly saw the food on the palace, bluffed north can not be found, and what mood to complain about the lack of fish and shrimp scallops, so one by one eyes shine, full of energy to eat the hospitality of the owner, from the beginning of the restrained and elegant, eat and drink halfway to the shape of the skeleton, but after all, it is a girl's family, and some backgrounds, even if it is profligate, do not eat too much riding buckles, greedy for two more cups, but there is nothing too out of line, only asked Mrs. Zhen to see the clothes fluttering, the skirt and hairpins bright, laughter, only felt that she was a few years younger for no reason, naturally sighed that the world was beautiful, the family business was prosperous, and she was complacent for a while.

This family-friendly luncheon was really a hot cooking oil, and the family was happy, even Lin Xuanchen, who had always liked seclusion, was unconsciously infected by this atmosphere, and ate a few more bites and drank a few more glasses. It was when the wine was hot, Mrs. Zhen suddenly remembered that she was going to make a wine order, but she spoiled Xiao Xuan'er again, so she ordered her to be the head of the wine order, Lin Xuanchen took the old lady's instructions, and did not answer immediately, but observed the demeanor of the people around her, she knew that she was under the fence, and now she was penniless, and she had to rely on the snort of others"Infinite use".

Lin Xuanchen's dark eyes turned around, and he took in everyone's expressions. Those sisters, whether they are the sisters of the Zhao family or the guest sisters of the Wang family, most of them have a look of envy, Lin Xuanchen knows that those people are envious of the position she is sitting in at the moment and the favor she receives, but this kind of thing, close and close, is the old lady's personal thoughts, no one can change it, can only envy it. As for the elders, Lord Chongwang looked at her with a doting face, Mrs. Wang forced a smile, but Mrs. Li was really happy, it seems that this part-time housekeeper of the palace is just for the sake of eating, lively, and happy, as for this banquet, the order is playful, laughing and playful, fighting openly and secretly, I am afraid that this aunt may not really be able to go to the heart, after all, it is not for her to go to her own way, watching other people's plays, other wives and aunts, most of them are carefully accompanied by smiling faces, at this time, no one dares to sweep the old lady's interest, anyway, the horizontal and vertical is not to let yourself out, participate in the fun and peace, eat a few glasses of wine, a few mouthfuls of food, There is still good tea to serve after the meal, only to make money and not to lose, who will lack the brains to question it, I am afraid that Lin Xuanchen is referring to the deer as a horse, and the black one is hard to say the red, and he will not come out to say a word, not to mention that the old lady is just disrupting the order of the young and old, at the wine banquet of her own family, it is meaningless, as long as you don't toss so much at tomorrow's mangzhong banquet. As for the old lady, she was looking at Lin Xuanchen herself at this time, smiling, with a loving face, only ten times more indulgent than that uncle.

After a circle, only the three of them looked unhappy, first of all, Wang Yurou, who really didn't even have a smiling face, with a look of jealousy, but the peach-colored eyes were full of greed and eagerness, as if Lin Xuanchen was the pineapple that could be eaten at the moment, and he couldn't wait to give her a bite to swallow. As for the twin sisters, they were even more miserable crying and mourning, their apricot eyes were open angrily, and their peach cheeks were full of anger, and they were actually two identical expressions of envy, jealousy and hatred.

She looked around and immediately made a decision, although she was cautious in this palace, but she couldn't always do it without offending anyone, she couldn't round the field, she has lived in the palace for so many years, although she has not developed any snobbish eyes, but she also knows that in this palace, on the surface, Mrs. Wang is in power, but in the end, not all matters are in the hands of the old lady, not to mention that the old lady's generation is there, that is, the identity of the concubine who has no name, it is enough for everyone in the palace to drink a pot, today's Linghuang, ruling the world with filial piety, the old lady's current status is similar to the concubine, the people in the family, especially those of Lin Xuanchen's generation, where do they have the courage to bump into this old man who "once served the emperor"!