People in the dark are terrified because they have no way of knowing what will happen tomorrow. The powerful are like the prime minister's house, and in the long night, they can only wait for the fact that the son of the next life will be killed.

Things in the dark are always exposed to the light.

The news of Xiangzi's killing spread throughout the imperial city in less time than a stick of incense. The entire imperial city seemed to tremble, as if it were the prelude to a storm.

At this time, the Prime Minister's Mansion was already in the center of dire straits.

The huge Xiangfu trembled under the roar of the Xiangye.

The heads were separated, the corpses were mutilated! None of the thirteen people in the group were spared. How deep is this hatred?

Prime minister, reported to the dynasty.

Xiangye was teary-eyed, wiping the sword in his hand while drinking, and the miserable white candle on the side was so dazzling.

When one cup stops, one is full.

Yesterday I was happy to say goodbye, today ...... When you see me again, you will be a mess of dregs!

The misfortune in the world is nothing more than a white-haired person sending a black-haired person!

"Huh!" Xiang Ye waved his sword, and the table collapsed.

The slaves and maids around them knelt on the ground.

"Tell the old man, what is my son's crime!?tell the old man!Tell the old man!" Xiang Ye mentioned a slave maid, like a mad lion.

"Back to Xiangye, the young master is not guilty. At last a slave spoke.

"Not guilty... In the clear...... Then why do you want my son to die!" Xiang Ye waved his sword, and hit the head of the slave and maid, and all the red and white came out at once, and fell to the ground like a blooming rose.

The sword finally drank the blood, and Xiangye finally sat down on the ground.

"My son's corpse is at the gate of the city, where is the guard? Why don't you go down to make amends for my son's crimes?

The Prime Minister's family will come out together, all of them will be vegetarian, and the horses will neigh.

The defender of the city died, and another one was. My sons are dead, and the others have nothing to do.

The second son of Xiangye, Pan Bao, led a group of generals to march towards the Huo family.

The general who defended the city was Huo Qi.

This is a matter of growing concern. The Imperial City was full of people.

"Alas... I really don't know which demon did the fight, but I heard that Shizi was already a pile of mud when he was discovered. ”

"Xiangye is also a poor person. ”

"Who said it wasn't, but the Prime Minister wanted to take his anger out on the Huo family who was guarding the city, and the Huo family was also unlucky. ”

"Not necessarily, General Huo is Tianbo's soldier, Tianbo Mansion won't let the Prime Minister do whatever he wants, right?"

"That day, the Bo Mansion and the Prime Minister's Mansion pinched each other, wasn't it our dynasty that lost?

"Cut, what do you know, the royal family can't wait for the Prime Minister's Mansion and the Tianbo Mansion to pinch each other. ”

............

The gossip that filled the city did not affect the pace of the Prime Minister's general.

But that doesn't mean there aren't accidents.

Like, now.

There was a young general standing in front of the gate of the Huo family. The young general in white robe and silver armor, with a delicate appearance, holding a pear flower gun, and the horse under his crotch is full of energy. Eyes blazing, straight ahead. It is the little master of Tianbo Mansion

The young man had red lips and white teeth, and when he saw the powerful generals of the Xiangfu family, he was straightforward: "Xiangye, please go back, General Huo was ordered to defend the city, the responsibility is heavy, if the city is not broken, it is hard work, and it is better not to disturb General Huo about such children's affairs!"

"What nonsense! My eldest brother was damaged at the gate of the city, and all thirteen people in his group died tragically, so it is impossible that there was no fighting. Either the guards will turn a blind eye and let the eldest brother be damaged, or the guards will not open the city gate and borrow a knife to kill people! I'm afraid that both of these have nothing to do with your Tianbo!" Pan Bao, the second son of the Prime Minister's Mansion, could be said to be gritting his teeth at this time.

"Hahaha, it's true that the guard is wrong with my Tianbo Mansion to judge, and the Prime Minister's Mansion is not interested in medling in the internal affairs of my Tianbo Mansion, right?"

is worthy of being the most noble son of the Daxuan Dynasty, even if he is only fourteen or fifteen years old, his tongue is extraordinary.

"What if I have to take Huo Qi away today!" Pan Bao looked at the generals behind him.

"Is it possible that the Prime Minister's Mansion is going to be the enemy of the Tianbo Mansion?" the little young master said coldly.

"Is this the will of Tianbo?"

"Yes!"

Both sides were silent.

Tianbo Mansion is powerful, and with the heavy troops of the dynasty, the royal family is jealous. It is rumored that Yang Tai, the lord of Tianbo Mansion, has already reached the extreme realm, and there is no opponent in the dynasty. More than ten years ago, it was the Tianbo army that smashed the Yellow Dragon, regained the lost territory, and killed the grassland to talk about the tiger's color. The people have long called the lord of Tianbo Mansion the god of war.

No one wants to be an enemy of Tianbo, and Xiangfu is no exception.

"I have heard that the young master of Tianbo has a rare talent in martial arts, but he dares to bet with him in the next place, if he loses in the next, he will turn back immediately. If you win, don't stop it!"

This is perhaps the only compromise.

"Hahaha, why don't you dare!"

Pan Bao was holding a sword, obviously not a mortal iron, but a spiritual soldier.

In this world, martial arts are respected. After a long period of time, people have divided force into four major realms, Kaimai, Taichu, Tiangang, and Extreme Realm. And each realm is divided into small success, great success, peak, and perfection. Of course, above the four great realms, no one knows what will be. Even today, in the entire dynasty, only Yang Tai, Marquis of Tianbo, has stepped on the extreme realm.

At this time, Pan Bao is in the middle of the opening of the pulse, and I have to say that his talent is already extremely terrifying.

Most of the fourteen or fifteen-year-old teenagers are probably just starting their pulse, and even Xiaocheng can't be involved.

Holding the spirit soldier, the pulse is complete, and Pan Leopard is menacing.

After Dacheng, the strength of the whole body can reach 1,000 catties. It's like a moving hill.

And the little master did not refuse, but only blocked.

"Boom!" the two collided. Stirred up dust in the ground.

Pan Bao took a few steps back, his eyes fixed on the little young master.

The little young master smiled lightly.

This little young master is really not ordinary.

"Your Excellency, look at the sword!"

The little young master still stood still, the pear flower spear was just in his hand, and in the face of the spirit soldiers, it seemed that he had to only make a block.

"Bell!" The spear and sword just slammed, and a figure flew straight out. Pan Bao fell asleep directly on the ground now.

Rao is the most eyeless person, and he can also see that the strength of the little young master Tianbo is far above Pan Bao, but Pan Bao is already a great success, and the leader of the younger generation. That... What is the skill of the little master?

"Do you want to continue?" said the little master lightly.

This should be the most insulting thing Pan Bao has ever heard. He thinks he's a genius, but he's not a rival at this time.

Pan Bao got up, "I can still stand, so I didn't lose, it's your turn to attack." ”

The little young master just smiled indifferently, picked up the gun and just stabbed Pan Leopard.

A very ordinary shot kept getting bigger in Pan Leopard's pupils, and that shot seemed to be full of mysterious power, and Pan Leopard's block suddenly became useless!

"Poof!" Pan Bao flew out like a kite with a broken string.

"Poof!" Pan Leopard spat out a pool of blood.

This time, Pan Bao couldn't stand up.

The voice of the little young master also floated from afar, "Your Excellency, concede!"