The most ruthless imperial family!

The little grandfather Deng Fei obviously has a serious lack of knowledge in this area, and his schoolwork has reshaped his three views again and again, and he has to be forced to see this bloody and cruel world clearly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It seems that the classes in the Keikoku Mansion have resumed in the wooden house.

There is no black lacquered wooden board, Li Xiaobai simply gathers his spirit into a pen, just like drawing a magic circle, drawing words in the air, and the characters and lines that emit a faint white light will not disperse for a long time.

Since stepping into the Dao of Magic, I haven't learned a few spells, but I have figured out a lot of these crooked and evil methods.

As soon as Ju Lingwei appeared, Deng Fei and Zhou Lao were shocked, especially the former, as if it was hard to believe that this gentleman was the small town he once knew.

Xiaobai still didn't notice it, and continued to lecture as a matter of course.

The Danshi refining medicine tripod for the "grass house" delayed him a lot of time, and the homework he owed had to be made up.

If it weren't for the fact that he wanted to see the mastermind behind the scenes of stopping himself and the little lady of the martial family through the royal winter hunting, Li Xiaobai might have dragged the little grandfather to add an after-school tutoring class.

The new topic is called Fighting!

Previously, Gong Dou was about the struggle between small people, due to the low starting point and endless variables, and the princes with royal blood competing for succession were full of naked swords and swords, like a battlefield confrontation, not just one person fighting, but a person leading a group of people to fight.

There is a compromise in the fight, and there is a deal and betrayal in the compromise.

The truth never exists, the overlapping lies make up the whole world, and everyone wears masks, not even the people next to the pillow and their own flesh and blood can be trusted.

The competition for succession is the most sinister and despicable competition in the world, and from the very beginning, it is stepping on the bones and blood of countless people, and walking towards the ninety-five supreme seat built of white bones.

The two kings compete for the succession to the nine kings, the tanuki for the prince, the true and false princes, the counterattack of the imperial uncle, the next generation fights for the heir, and the concubine replaces the heir...... Endless collusion and competition, full of sadism.

Even Zhou Lao, who was listening, was a little moved, and secretly glad that this gentleman was not born in the emperor's family, otherwise where would there be other princes' lives, it would have been a fluke to be able to live and become an adult.

The charcoal fire in the stove crackled, and the little grandfather and Zhou Lao still rubbed Li Xiaobai for dinner.

The mud buns are called flower chicken, mountain delicacies beef bone soup, cold bean sprouts, and freshly baked bean flour cakes, although they are not as good as the imperial meals often eaten by Emperor Laozi, they can still make people satisfied, especially the beef bone soup that is quite hot, with a thick layer of butter floating on it, sprinkle a handful of chopped green onions, drink a bowl, and a fire will rise in the stomach, so that the body can warm up all night.

At dawn the next day, Li Xiaobai was pulled out of sleep by the slightly trembling bed, and when he opened his eyes, he found that it was not only the bed that trembled, but also the entire wooden house.

A rumbling sound rushed through the distance outside the house, accompanied by various shouts.

The sound of horses' hooves, and there are quite a few of them.

Li Xiaobai quickly identified the source of the sound.

Did these bear children die early?

The little white classmate who was disturbed by his sweet dream got up and got angry, and the only remaining sleepiness dissipated without a trace.

It's Huli's guy, holding a thick futon, snoring and sleeping soundly, Qing Yao laid a soundproof barrier for him, and the snoring sound can't be heard even if it is earth-shattering.

"Sleep a little longer!

A pink lotus like arm stretched out from the other bed next to it, grabbed Li Xiaobai's quilt tightly, and declared his right to occupy, leaving only a few strands of naughty green silk under the bulging quilt.

The two magic porcelain stoves that maintained the temperature in the wooden house were placed under the demon girl's bed, and the thick mattress could not block the hot heat.

Li Xiaobai even doubted that this demon girl would be willing to bake herself into snake jerky, he gently patted the unyielding paw and said, "It's dawn! Get up!"

After roasting all night, even the sweet potatoes should be ripe.

But there was still a small snoring sound from inside the quilt, and the demon girl actually fell asleep again.

Li Xiaobai had no choice but to put on his clothes, the sound of horses' hooves outside the house became more and more violent, and there were many cheers.

As soon as the wooden door was opened, a cold wind blew in his face, and Li Xiaobai couldn't help but shiver.

It's cold!

As far as the eye could see, the ground and felt tents were covered with snow and frost, even his wooden house, and many animals spit out a thick white mist, and the temperature was much colder than yesterday.

Fortunately, he brought his own wood stove and magic porcelain stove, otherwise he would not have frozen to death.

However, in this way, the magic porcelain furnace of the Li Mansion may become more sought-after.

A sound of horses' hooves approached quickly, followed by a neighing of the law, and the voice of the little grandfather Deng Fei was heard: "Sir?"

"Well, you're up early!"

Li Xiaobai remembered that yesterday's schoolwork was only over when he talked about the child, but he didn't expect this kid to be lazy.

"Sir has a good horse, why don't you warm up together?"

The little grandfather was in great interest and invited Li Xiaobai to participate in the morning horse gallop together.

Hundreds of horses galloped past outside the camp, and the riders on the horses shouted and screamed, trying to show everyone their athletic figures.

Aren't these guys afraid of the cold?

Li Xiaobai shrunk his neck, pretended to shake it, and said, "It's not suitable to ride today, you can go by yourself!"

With his three-legged cat's horse-riding kung fu, it is better to hide the ugliness than to hide it.

"Roar!~"

However, no one expected that a sudden roar would resound throughout the winter hunting camp.

The horses that were galloping happily were so frightened that the horses lost their front hooves in the panic, and many young disciples of the Dawu Dynasty were caught off guard, and even the people and horses fell down a large area, and the screams of people and horses became a one.

Everyone in the entire camp was almost stunned, this sudden shock, the children of the various families who were speeding did not know how many casualties there would be.

"Mr. Takami!"

Fortunately, the frightened steed was controlled in time, and the little grandfather Deng Fei realized that Mr. was prescient.

What did I just say?

Li Xiaobai was very dazed.

I didn't expect that casual nonsense would become a prophecy.

"What a demon!"

There were a few loud shouts in the camp, and several sword lights shot up into the sky, rushing in the direction where the roar came from.

But he saw sixteen strong horses leading a huge cage into the camp slowly, and each fence of the iron cage was the thickness of an adult's thigh.

There was a giant beast in the cage, shaking its fur, and it fell down again in the interplay of lightning and light.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! The monster we brought is a little out of control! Inlega! How did you take care of this demon lion?"

Facing the surging warlocks of the Great Martial Dynasty, An Muhe, the national teacher of the Fengxuan Kingdom, apologized very sincerely, and at the same time scolded a national warlock next to the giant cage.

"Yes, National Teacher!"

The warlock and several other Feng Xuan Kingdom warlocks glanced at each other, chanted the spell in unison, and triggered the electric light in the giant cage, causing the demon lion in the cage to tremble, and the green smoke rose all over his body, although he was extremely angry, he had to bow down.

"Anmuhe, what the hell do you want to do?"

The warlock at the leader glared angrily at the pretending Feng Xuan Guo National Master, and the flying sword beside him let out a sharp trembling sound.

There was tension between the two sides, and there was a great disagreement and the momentum of a war on the spot.

Feng Xuanguo National Teacher An Muhe was not angry at all, and still said calmly: "Hehe, with the grace of the emperor of your country, I am fortunate to participate in your country's winter hunting, take this good opportunity, this big demon is a gift from my country to Your Majesty." ”

Take the Great Demon of the True Dan Realm as a gift, this gift is not light.

It's just that it was sent at this juncture, but its intentions are debatable.

"Then we accepted the gift. ”

The warlock of the Great Martial Dynasty suppressed his anger, and planned to take this big demon and peel it off directly, otherwise it would be a disaster to keep it.

"Wait!"

Feng Xuan Guo National Teacher An Muhe shook his head, the smile on his face was very strange.

"What are you going to do?"

The atmosphere between the two sides is tense again.

"I want to challenge a person in the next place, this big demon will challenge him with the old man!"

The National Master of the Feng Xuan Kingdom finally revealed his true intentions, and using the roar of the Three-Eyed Evil Lion to scare down a group of young disciples of the Great Martial Dynasty was just an incidental interest.

"Haha, are you a fool when I am a Han? With a True Dan Realm Demon Challenge, either you are crazy or I am crazy!"

The warlocks of the Great Martial Dynasty sneered.

"The opponent of the old man's challenge this time also has a demon slave who is not lost to the big demon, so this battle is a fair duel, you can report to His Majesty the Emperor of your country, the old man wants to see if the Han people dare to fight. ”

An Muhe's words raised his challenge behavior to the national level, which made the Dawu Dynasty warlocks present change their colors together.

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