Chapter 221: Choosing a Horse

"Please Mr. Wolong reply to His Royal Highness the Second Prince, I, Lin Batian, am willing to support His Royal Highness the Second Prince to take over the empire," Lin Batian said calmly. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Hearing this, Mr. Wolong was overjoyed, and said with a smile: "City Lord Lin is benevolent and righteous, I thank City Lord Lin for the billions of people in the Loulan Empire." After speaking, Mr. Wolong glanced at the middle-aged man who was curled up on the ground, and said lightly: "This person is one of the culprits back then, so I will hand it over to the Lord of Lin City, and I will leave first." ”

"Sir, go slowly," Lin Batian said politely. Immediately, Mr. Wolong left, and only Lin Batian and Kong Siming were left in the reception hall, as well as the trembling middle-aged people on the ground.

"City Lord, what should you do with this person?" Kong Siming glanced at the middle-aged man on the ground lightly and asked. Hearing this, the middle-aged man's body trembled suddenly, and he said in fear: "Ask the city lord to raise your noble hand, I am also acting on orders, no wonder me!"

At this time, Lin Batian glanced at the middle-aged man coldly, originally the strength of this middle-aged man was also in the early stage of one-star deficiency, but I don't know what means Mr. Wolong used, he actually seriously injured him, so that the strength of the middle-aged man at this time may not be enough to be the fifth weight of the physical training period, so at this time, in Lin Batian's eyes, the middle-aged man is an ant that dies if he pinched it. Seeing Lin Batian's cold gaze, the middle-aged man's eyes were suddenly full of fear, and he immediately begged for mercy: "Spare your life, spare your life..."

"Traitor to survive, what's the use of staying," Lin Batian said coldly, and then slapped his right palm, and a terrifying Ukla turned into a palm print and slapped down fiercely towards the middle-aged man. With a "boom" sound, the middle-aged man's body was suddenly smashed into countless pieces, and he didn't even have time to shout the last scream.

"City Lord, are you really ready to support His Royal Highness the Second Prince to usurp the throne? Kong Siming thought for a while, then asked. Hearing this, Lin Batian let out a long sigh before he said, "Siming, put aside my hatred, what do you think of His Royal Highness the Second Prince?"

Hearing this, Kong Siming said calmly: "His Royal Highness the Second Prince has been intelligent since he was a child, and he has always worked hard, and he is benevolent, righteous, courteous and filial, and he is indeed a rare imperial talent, much stronger than the eldest prince. ”

"That's it, the three empires of Loulan, Guiyu and Gusang have always been three-legged in this northwest region, and they have always been eyeing each other, and in thousands of years of history, I don't know how many times they have been fighting. If the eldest prince is allowed to take over the Loulan Empire, I am afraid that it will really cause chaos in the empire as Mr. Wolong said. Lin Batian said quietly, "Actually, I have been worried about this matter for a long time, and now I have found out the truth of the year, which has strengthened my determination, so I must kill Zhao Guang and Zhao Jian, the father and son." ”

"Now that the city lord has decided, Siming will naturally follow to the end," Kong Siming said with a smile. Hearing this, Lin Batian also smiled knowingly. Kong Siming has followed Lin Batian for many years, and the two have long been like brothers. Since Lin Batian decided to support the second prince, he secretly started some preparations. On the surface, Qixia City was still a prosperous and lively scene of peace and prosperity, until a month later, a letter was suddenly delivered to Lin Batian.

"Siming, it's time to inform Feng'er that you're back," Lin Batian put the letter on the table and said calmly.

"City Lord, have you really decided to involve the young master?" Kong Siming said.

"If I fail, it will be a crime full of slaughter, and he will not be able to escape it, so it is better to let him take this opportunity to hone his skills, no matter what the outcome is in the future, he can live strongly. Lin Batian said. Hearing this, Kong Siming finally nodded and agreed. Immediately, Kong Siming wiped the ring, and there was an extra piece of white paper in his hand, only to see Kong Siming's right hand lightly, and a special energy was integrated into the specially made white paper, and then Kong Siming skillfully folded the white paper into a paper crane, and sent the paper crane to his lips, Kong Siming whispered something. Immediately, Kong Siming threw the paper crane into the air and shouted softly: "Go ahead." With Kong Siming's light drink, the paper crane suddenly came to life, flapping its wings directly and flying outward, and disappeared into the distance after a while. This paper crane is a unique way of transmitting news made by Kong Siming himself, and since then this paper crane has begun a tireless journey, flying all the way over thousands of mountains and rivers, and flying towards the Winning Pavilion without fear of wind and rain.

Ten days later, in a quiet courtyard of the Winning Pavilion, this courtyard was Lin Feng's residence. Ever since Lin Feng practiced in retreat, he had been staying in the room and had never stepped out of the room. At the same time, Lin Feng also released a layer of enchantment on the periphery of the room, and the red-haired middle-aged man and the other two partners who were in charge of monitoring Lin Feng did not find any abnormalities in Lin Feng in the past month and a half, and their hearts were gradually relaxing. Suddenly, a palm-sized paper crane flapped its wings and flew towards the window of Lin Feng's room, and the red-haired middle-aged man suddenly widened his eyes and stared at the paper crane. I saw that the paper crane landed on the windowsill and knocked on the window with its own mouth.

"Squeak", the room that had been quiet for a month and a half suddenly moved, only to see the window slowly open a crack, and then the paper crane flew in by itself, and then the window slowly closed again.

"Go back and report to the Deputy Pavilion Master," the red-haired middle-aged man ordered in a secret voice to a black-haired subordinate behind him, and when he heard this, the black-haired subordinate was on tiptoe, and his figure disappeared into the distance.

At this time, in the room, Lin Feng quietly looked at the paper crane on his right palm. When the paper crane landed on Lin Feng's right palm, it was like a marathon runner reaching the finish line, he collapsed from exhaustion, and lay on Lin Feng's right palm to pant for breath. Lin Feng gently stroked the head of the paper crane a few times with his fingertips, and the paper crane gently twisted its neck a few times as if it was enjoying it very much. Then the paper crane suddenly flapped its wings and flew into the air at the level of Lin Feng, and suddenly there was a flash of fire, and it turned out to be **. It took only a second for the palm-sized paper crane to be burned to black paper ashes. Immediately, these paper ashes suddenly floated in the air, and finally turned into lines of black characters suspended in front of Lin Feng's eyes. Lin Feng and Furry quickly glanced at these words, and every time Lin Feng finished reading a word, that word immediately turned back into paper ash and fell to the ground. So when Lin Feng finished reading all the words, all the words were restored to paper ashes and fell to the ground, and others could no longer see the content of the message conveyed by the paper crane.

"Zhao Guang, Zhao Jian, hum," Lin Feng's face rarely showed a cold aura, and he snorted lightly and coldly.

"Boss, what are your plans?" asked Fluffy.

"Naturally, I listened to my father's words, went home first, and then went to participate in the horse selection competition," Lin Feng said lightly. It turned out that the content of the letter Lin Batian received was the news that the princess was about to choose a concubine, and it was naturally the power of His Royal Highness the Second Prince to transmit the news to Lin Batian. Lin Batian planned to let Lin Feng participate in this competition to choose a horse for the princess, and then get a chance to get close to Zhao Guang and Zhao Jian, so he immediately informed Lin Feng of the news.

"Choosing a colt, hehe, it must be fun," Fluffy said excitedly.

"Of course, it's interesting, who doesn't want to climb the big tree of royalty, so this competition must be fierce. What's more, my purpose is to kill Zhao Guang and Zhao Jian, which is naturally quite interesting," Lin Feng said coldly, but there was a strange evil aura in his tone.

"Boss," a chill suddenly swelled up inexplicably in Furry's heart, looking at Lin Feng and shouting softly. Furry and Lin Feng have a heart-to-heart connection, and the cold aura in Lin Feng's heart is also infected in Furry's heart, Furry has never seen Lin Feng so weird and cold, and his heart suddenly became a little worried. It was not that Lin Feng was worried that he would suffer a loss and be injured in the upcoming horse race, but that Lin Feng was worried that Lin Feng would enter a dark bull's horn.

"Don't worry, I'm fine," Lin Feng realized in his heart, gently stroked his fluffy body, and smiled.

"It's okay, boss, when have you touched me so gently," Furry moved his bulging body back, avoided Lin Feng's palm, shook the goosebumps all over his body, and said.

"Damn," Lin Feng suddenly flew up and kicked the furry out with a tiger-like shot. Suddenly, there was a furry scream in the distance, and it was a miserable one.

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