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Even the emperor of the Middle-earth Empire said that he shared the world with the national teacher when he issued a proclamation to announce the world, which shows the power of the national teacher in the Middle-earth Empire. As the wife of the national teacher, this woman's status is not far behind that of the queen of the world.

Such a woman should have a thousand manners, and she should be graceful and luxurious.

But this young woman crossed her waist with one hand, scolded angrily in the street, and her voice was so loud that she suppressed the wind.

The pedestrians coming and going in the long street were attracted by the scolding and turned back to look at the place where the incident occurred. When they saw that the person who was scolding in the street was not an ordinary woman, but a noble Mrs. of the National Teacher, they immediately changed their mentality, thinking that the white-haired man who was scolded by the Mrs. of the National Teacher was really guilty of deserving of death.

If it weren't for the heinous sin of this person, how could a dignified woman scold the street here?

As a result, there were many very old and old old people, pointing at Hengjiang and saying some unbearable rumors, such as that this white-haired man was a disciple, molesting the maid of the Guogong family, or a flower thief, and defiled the cook of the Guogong family weighing 300 catties. These people also said that Liao Changkong, who was standing next to Hengjiang, was probably not a serious woman, and the two of them together happened to be a pair of dogs and men, male thieves and female prostitutes......

People follow the crowd, and those who watch the excitement are not afraid of big things.

Immediately after that, some three aunts and six mothers-in-law took rotten vegetable leaves, rotten eggs and other things out of nowhere and threw them towards Hengjiang.

The shopkeeper of a restaurant not far away actually brought a piece of rancid water, took out a wooden scoop, scooped up the rancid water, and splashed it vigorously towards the place where Hengjiang was standing.

Fortunately, the sky was beautiful, and suddenly the wind swelled, blowing from the end of the long street, and the dirty things thrown by the people in the street rolled away and blew into the crowd, but there was no half of the debris, and it fell on Hengjiang.

"Mrs. National Teacher?"

Liao Changkong scoffed at this honorific name, her eyes were full of murderous intent, and her forearms trembled slightly, and she had already condensed a magic trick.

Hengjiang shook his head slightly, signaling Liao Changkong to be calm and restless.

He could see that Liao Changkong was already very impatient, and he was ready to use the Void Condensing Sword Technique to kill this national teacher lady on the spot, so as not to listen to the noise of the people here again.

Liao Changkong, as a true disciple of the Xuanming Dojo, has now cultivated to the Divine Soul Realm, Hugh said that this national teacher's wife, even the national teacher of the Middle-earth Empire's Divine Soul Realm, did not dare to shout in front of Liao Changkong, when did she suffer such an injustice?

The people around her said that she and the male thief and the prostitute in Hengjiang, the word "prostitute" is so sharp for a woman! It is like a sharp knife that cuts Liao Changkong's face, even if Liao Changkong is used to being arrogant, he is too lazy to take other people's gossip to heart on weekdays, and now he can't bear it.

"I am a person in the immortal road, only the name and the instrument, not the fake hand. Today, the people of this imperial capital insult me for no reason...... If I don't punish him, won't the people of the world laugh at me for being a disciple of the Xuan Ming Dojo, and all of them approve of the deception?"

Liao Changkong's eyes were cold, and he gradually collected the killing intent in his heart, and he said to Hengjiang: "Since the senior brother has an old grudge with that woman, this matter will be handed over to the junior brother to deal with." If my brother can't do it, I'll kill someone again. ”

Yokoe smiled slightly and nodded.

Liao Changkong saw Hengjiang's smile, and his heart was a little relieved, so he stopped talking.

Today, when the two of them left the Fuguo Mansion, they were not wearing the Xianmen costumes of the Xuanming Dojo, but wearing the clothes of talented and beautiful women that can be seen everywhere in the ordinary world. The two of them were worried that if they wore a cloud-patterned Taoist robe, a Xuanqi jade pendant on their waists, and a high crown on their heads, walking in the streets of the imperial capital, they would definitely provoke onlookers in the street, which would inevitably affect their mood.

Unexpectedly, after the two of them changed the costume of the people in the fairy gate, they would meet this national teacher on the street in the west of the city.

Even the word brute was scolded by the national teacher's wife.

Hengjiang seems to be calm on the surface, but in fact, there is already a monstrous anger in his heart.

It's just that Hengjiang has always been calm, he is gentle and elegant on weekdays, and he advances and retreats in a certain way, and in the Sealed Demon Island, he was reincarnated for thousands of generations by a spell from Yaochi, and he is even more stable in his Dao heart, and his joy and anger are invisible.

However, when Mrs. Guoshi saw that Hengjiang did not refute her, she only talked to the tall woman beside her, who was overwhelmed by the country and the city, and Mrs. Guoshi thought that Hengjiang was afraid of him, so she gave an order and said to the attendants on the left and right: "Take that person down, don't hurt his life." This man is inferior to a beast, and his sins are monstrous, and if he is allowed to die so lightly, it will be too cheap for him!"

"Obey!"

Everyone rushed up, drew the sword they were carrying, and surrounded Yokoe.

Those people in the street who were originally around Hengjiang and pointing and scolding angrily saw that the attendants of the national teacher's wife were coming, so they jumped back and retreated to the side. Obviously, these people are very afraid of the attendants of the national teacher's wife, and it seems that they are bullied by them on weekdays. If it weren't for that, how could the crowd be as frightened as a mouse saw a cat, and their faces turned pale.

The people around Mrs. Guoshi are naturally quite capable.

Even if it is a world-famous Jiangyang thief, in the face of this battle, he should avoid his edge, turn around and flee.

But Hengjiang was light and light, pointed in the direction of Mrs. Guoshi, turned to Liao Changkong and said: "Her name is Cheng Bijun, she was an orphan in the street, when I met her, it happened to be winter, and she shivered in the corner of the wall. When I saw that he was pitiful, I gave her a bowl of hot soup and saved her life. ”

Liao Changkong's eyes froze, and he said, "Senior brother is her savior?"

Yokoe nodded.

Liao Changkong flicked his sleeves, and an ancient sword that was more than four feet long and narrower than an ordinary saber had already slipped out of his sleeve. This sword is the Han Jue Sword, and I don't know how many lives of people in the Immortal Sect have been taken. Now that Liao Changkong has taken out this sword, it means that in her eyes, Cheng Bijun, the wife of the national teacher, is already in a catastrophe.

While the two were talking, the attendants who rushed over had already killed a few meters in front of Hengjiang.

Swords and sticks, slashing at Hengjiang's body.

That Cheng Bijun only said that he would leave Hengjiang's life, but he didn't say that he couldn't cut off Hengjiang's hands and feet, so although everyone had the idea of not killing Hengjiang, they didn't have any reservations when they started.

Rumble!

Thunder exploded.

Hengjiang only flicked his sleeves, and thunder burst out in his palm.

Even if the attendants have practiced diligently since childhood, even if they have learned a lot of swordsmanship, sword techniques, and boxing techniques, even if their martial arts are stronger than Huo Gucheng, who was retinue by Hengjiang back then, how can they resist the thunder method that Hengjiang used to cultivate as a monk of the Xianmen?

This method is not another method, it is the thunder method presented by Xun Yu, the senior brother of the same sect, when Hengjiang was on the Demon Island.

The momentum is huge, but the power is not satisfactory.

This method may be weaker for the people in the immortal sect, but for the mortal people, it is still a means of immortals.

With a flash of lightning, many of the attendants fell to the ground.

Hengjiang walked forward step by step, there was still no anger on his face, but there was an extra sword light in his hand that was manifested by the Taiyi Gengjin sword qi, and when he walked, his arm waved slightly, and the sword light was exactly the same, and it crossed the necks of the surrounding attendants.

It's cold in the middle of winter, and it's even colder for Sword Blade.

The attendant was broken by a sword and roared, and his vitality was immediately cut off, but on the sword marks, not even a trace of blood spilled out, only because before the blood flowed out, it had been condensed into ice by the cold aura of the sword light......

The wife of the national teacher has a big show, and there are many attendants around her.

Hengjiang walked ten steps and came to the front of Cheng Bijun, the wife of the national teacher, standing three feet away.

Every step he took, the sword light in his hand flowed, like a lotus flower condensed by sword light, blooming in the palm of his hand, and every time he took a step, there were more than a dozen attendants, who died of anger.

Within ten steps, everyone is the enemy country!

But Cheng Bijun, a native of the Prince's Mansion, still had a cold look in his eyes, and even a hint of mockery in his pupils.

Hengjiang's eyes were like torches, and only the moment he looked at Cheng Bijun, he could see that this woman didn't seem to be afraid of him.

"Disciple of Xianmen? Mr. Zhou has long asked someone to touch your bones and push your life, and calculated that your talent is mediocre, even if you put it in the mortal world, you can only be regarded as a middle-class person. Now even if you worship the immortal gate, you haven't seen it for more than ten years, you have gray hair, you are old and decrepit, and you must not have learned much real skills from the immortal gate. Killing ten people in one step is just a small skill of carving insects. If you want to seek revenge on me by such means, it is a bit whimsical. ”

Cheng Bijun smiled coldly, took out a gourd from his sleeve, and said, "I haven't seen you for more than ten years, I thought you would grow, but I didn't expect you to be the same as back then, you are really naïve." Do you think that I am still the weak woman who was powerless more than ten years ago?"

Yokoe smiled, shook his head and said, "You weren't a weak woman back then. ”

"Could it be that you are a heroine among women?" Cheng Bijun asked and sneered: "Although I was a weak female streamer back then, I also exposed the true face of your wolf ambitions. At the beginning, in order to get the treasure in Mr. Zhou's hands, you were ungrateful, and actually poisoned and murdered Mr. Zhou, if I hadn't broken your trick and saved Mr. Zhou, I was afraid that Mr. Zhou would die without a place to be buried. It's a pity that I was just a weak woman back then, and I couldn't catch you and let you escape from the imperial capital overnight. Now that you have become a disciple of Xianmen, you must have used Mr. Zhou's treasures to make a name for yourself and dedicated them to Xianmen, otherwise how could Xianmen accept you as a person with mediocre talents?

The voice was very soft.

Cheng Bijun used the sound transmission method of the people in the Xianmen to integrate the voice into the wind, so that the sound spread with the wind throughout the street.

There were already a lot of people in the imperial city, and many people came to hear the news, crowded in the street to see the excitement, but now it is crowded, rubbing shoulders. Cheng Bijun's words were listened to by these people, but they were afraid that it would not be long before the entire imperial city would know that Hengjiang was ungrateful and would take revenge.

Thank you for the reward of king-yuan.