Chapter 61

A husband is a pass

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The emerald bamboo, the same white figure fell from the sky.

The ground cracked with his feet.

The stubborn, tall figure stood at the front of the funeral procession.

The unrivaled majesty came from the depths of his heart, and everyone felt the power of that aura. It makes people shudder, makes people worship, and makes people think.

He was wrapped in a white mourning dress, calm as if a light breeze was blowing around, and while seeing his existence, feeling his existence at the same time, I couldn't believe his existence.

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"Hiss"

The horse under the crotch couldn't help but make a startled sound, and Qi Wang Huaiwu looked nervously at the figure in front of him. Look at the lame.

That figure, that breath was all too familiar to him.

It was a figure that had come out of the blood, and only those who had been to the battlefields of the South could feel the fear behind that figure.

And he, King Huaiwu of Qi, had also fought on the battlefield in the southern realm, so he knew this, he was familiar with this, and he could only remember this. Because these are also things that he once had, and it's a pity that he lost them.

When Jiang He appeared in front of him with the aura he once had, he only had jealousy, grudge, and murderous intent.

He tightened the reins of the Jinghai Divine Horse under his crotch, and it took a long time for the horse to calm down from that breath.

He stared at the man across from him, who was not tall and couldn't even keep his shoulders on the same line because of a leg injury.

He stood there quietly and said calmly, "Who dare to go over?"

At this moment, how can he, as King Huaiwu of Qi, answer?

How do you answer so as not to humiliate yourself as a prince?

Especially in this funeral procession, there is also the girl I like there.

He should have known that Jiang Heng would appear, but what he didn't expect was that he would really dare to appear, and appear here with such a blatant posture of wanting to work hard with himself, and obstruct himself.

Although he is a waste, he has the dignity of his man, even if his dignity is so distorted. But he would never allow to be trampled on by this guy in front of him who couldn't even walk the road!

The horsewhip in his hand pointed at Jiang Heng's nose and roared angrily: "Jiang Heng, don't think that you are a general, this king is afraid of you!"

Jiang Heng continued to stand there expressionlessly, and the green bamboo stick in his hand gently poked at the ground. A powerful aura suddenly erupted, startling the horses under the crotch of Qi Wang Huaiwu and his party and suddenly fell into a state of madness.

He said coldly: "You can try!"

That cold sentence made people retreat, especially the old man Hongli who seemed to have tried Jiang Heng's methods, whispered beside King Huaiwu of Qi: "Your Highness, let's leave......!

"What's the matter, are you afraid?" King Qi Huaiwu glanced at the old man angrily: "Leave now, where will the face of this king go!"

Jiang Heng on the opposite side laughed coldly:

"There is such a thing as face...... Sometimes it's the least valuable!"

Jiang Heng raised his cold eyes and looked at King Huaiwu of Qi and said slowly: "I know many people, how can they not suffer the most unimaginable humiliation in this world, but they still crawled out of the humiliation and achieved a great cause. His Royal Highness the King of Qi, you are just because you have been abolished, but it is not that you can't be cured, why can't you wait, be broad-minded, and when you become the lord of Nanqi one day, what is the humiliation of the past?"

"Nonsense! You know how this king has been blinded by these old guys all these years! They know that bullying me is a waste, and they know ......" Qi Wang Huaiwu roared angrily.

Beside Jiang Heng, Zhang Junbao took a step forward: "How about the wasted people? My eldest brother was rejected when he was practicing, and he endured what ordinary people couldn't bear with his body with a crippled leg, and then he embarked on the road of cultivation. In the south, in order to infiltrate the forbidden land of the demon clan, his appearance and eyes were ruined, and his future was almost ruined. You can't stand the humiliation, you can only say that you yourself are an unsuccessful waste, and you can't complain about others!"

"Shut up!" Jiang Heng snorted lightly: "How can you talk to Your Highness? Don't you know that if Your Highness scolds him with a word, he will find a way to kill you?" Do you know what it's called?"

Zhang Junbao took a half step back, and Jiang Heng continued: "This is called jealousy! I am not good, and I can't see the good of others! So his humiliation is self-inflicted, how can it be compared to the crime I suffered in the south!"

The cold voice was accompanied by endless taunts, and they swarmed in.

Qi Wang Huaiwu gritted his teeth tightly and glared at the guy in front of him.

Jiang Heng continued: "Your Highness should know that those alchemists in the Nanqi Prefecture Mansion are not incompetent, and the reason why they can't heal His Highness's injuries may be due to other reasons, or maybe it's just because they are not familiar with this kind of disease. But I'm familiar with it! Can I successfully cure Guo Junshi's body that day and let him practice, and I can't cure His Highness's abolished body bones?"

Jiang Heng paused and continued to stare at King Huaiwu of Qi.

At this moment, he had already begun to think deeply about the extremely obscure content in Jiang Heng's words, Jiang Heng's alchemist was indeed powerful, but he was only a six-grade alchemist, so he could cure a seriously ill patient like Guo Fengxiao in Nanqi Prefecture. Why can't the seven-grade alchemists in Nanqi Prefecture cure it?

Unless they are incompetent, or Jiang Heng secretly reminded - for other reasons.

What could be the reason why they didn't even treat a prince's illness?

Jiang Heng looked at the deep thought in King Qi Huaiwu's eyes, and continued to say calmly: "So I know that I can cure your illness, but His Royal Highness has a shelf and poses in front of me. Does Your Highness know my temper? I have a very bad temper, and if you play with me, I won't take care of you. Therefore, His Highness is not against me from beginning to end, but in fact, His Highness himself is against himself!"

Qi Wang Huaiwu snorted coldly: "Don't say it!"

Jiang Heng continued without asking: "Okay, let's not talk about my affairs, let's just talk about why His Highness didn't think about why the seventh-grade alchemists in the city didn't treat His Highness, could they really not be cured? Don't forget, they are seventh-grade, and I am only sixth-grade." ”

What does this imply?

Why did he repeat it twice?

Qi Wang Huaiwu looked at Jiang Heng angrily, he knew that his heart was in turmoil.

He angrily pulled out his long sword and yelled at Jiang Heng:

"Give it to me!"

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Since it's messy, let's make it more messy!