Jinju City, Jinwang Palace.

The jade building pearl pavilion is no more, and the golden window embroidery households are destroyed.

Half of the masters of the palace were killed and wounded, the servants and slaves were scattered like birds and beasts, and outside the palace, there were thousands of corpses of first-class soldiers, covering the streets and alleys.

Even, there are dozens of Qing Dan Realm masters, and half-step real people exist.

All of them were killed with a single sword.

Obviously, the murderer was a sword cultivator.

As the most murderous sword cultivator among the three sects and nine streams, once he starts to kill, he will definitely be a river of blood and countless souls.

Jumping over the collapsed gate of the palace, the old servant spilled blood and fell to the ground.

Seeing this ninth-rate Sword Sect powerhouse with a pestle in both hands, trembling, he turned his head to look at Xiahou Mo beside him, and said anxiously: "The prince of the world is about to enter the inner court to hide!" ”

The old servant was the one who was lying in the snow pit and watched the battle between Xiao Hanchen and Zhicicada and others from beginning to end, and beside him stood a young man in a four-clawed python robe.

I only heard him shout in a low and angry voice, and said word by word: "I don't believe it in this world, he Xiahou Chun really dares to kill me!" ”

It's not that he doesn't want to retreat, it's that his father Xiahou Rong told him that this is the trouble he caused, and it must be solved by himself, if he can't even handle this little trouble properly, how can this huge Jinju be handed over to him in the future!

Xiahou Mo was helpless, he understood that his father wanted to introduce Xiahou Chun here and catch turtles in an urn, so he could only block here, be a humanoid meat wall, and at the same time be willing to be bait.

On the opposite side, the middle-aged swordsman holding the cinnabar sword raised his eyebrows lightly, and said with his head bowed: "There is a backbone!" ”

Whew.

He didn't hesitate to swing the sword.

"Beware!"

"Ah!!h

Under the toppled Nanchu granite rockery, the brocade-robed young man rolled on the ground, and let out a terrible scream from his mouth.

I saw that the flesh and blood on his chest were blurred, staining the dirty snow in the decadent courtyard, and the scarlet warm blood flowed into the frozen snow and gradually solidified, and the eyes of the crazy prince of the Jin Dynasty were red, and he let out and shouted:

"Come on, kill, there is a kind of slaughter of Lao Tzu, otherwise I will slaughter all your Sword Sect disciples, exterminate the Sword Dao lineage, and destroy your master and sect!"

The swordsman was unmoved, and was about to slash again.

"Stop!"

The old servant suddenly shouted, staring at the swordsman with a contemplative gaze, and the violent aura that devoured people suddenly dispersed, and said sharply: "Aren't you afraid of provoking a war between you and me and the two swordsmen?" ”

The swordsman smiled indifferently and sneered, "If you have the guts, you can stop me again?" ”

His sword aura was raised, and the three-foot Qingfeng was full of evil energy.

The old servant's face was ugly, his face was uncertain, and he had no doubt that if he made another move, he would be retaliated by the other party.

These sword cultivators are all crazy.

Crazy, all the crazy people.

He was employed by the Jin Palace, so naturally he couldn't watch His Royal Highness the Prince being killed in the palace, not to mention that there were two princes in the inner court, the old and the new, who were watching from the sidelines.

He said hatefully: "The Jin Wangfu has never offended the Sword Gate, why is Your Excellency so-for-tat? ”

The middle-aged swordsman stopped, raised his eyes and glanced at the depths of the deep and dead courtyard, where there seemed to be a cold gaze from above looking down on this place.

He was sure that the new King of Jin, who was outstanding in the Heavenly Realm, would be among them, and once he found out that he really had murderous intentions, he would be suppressed by thunder.

There was a click.

A brocade-robed young man in a white Arowana suit walked through the snow.

The old servant's gloomy face turned his head and stared at the young man who came with a smile.

Feng Shui takes turns, a few days ago, Xiahou Chun still needed to eat closed, but today he has become an 'uninvited guest'.

The white-robed brocade swept the snow, stepped into the air Lingyun boots and stepped into the mansion, the corners of Danfeng's eyes narrowed, the corners of his mouth arced up, he slapped his palms and smiled, "This palace visited this time, not for anything else, but just to ask why the Jin Wangfu rebelled." ”

As Xiahou Chun's steps approached, the old servant's pupils shrank, and the wrinkles like tree roots became more and more obvious, and his gaze swept over the few people in front of him like an eagle's hook.

He was naturally familiar with Murong Yan, Tianxin and other women, but the young monk with a hateful smile on his face made his heart sink, and even Puji's appearance did not surprise him.

The young handsome man in the Buddhism, he knows it well, and even has some contact, but the young monk on Xiahou Chun's side, he has never been masked, and looking at the previous battle, even Puji came to the rescue, which shows that this little monk has a deep background.

Damn it! When did this little beast get acquainted with the young and handsome man in Buddhism, how unfair God was.

His dry lips squirmed for a moment, but after all, reason prevailed, and he opened his mouth to slap a rake: "I don't know where the words of 'rebellion' in His Highness's mouth begin?" ”

Xiahou Chun chuckled, ignored the old servant, lifted his robe and walked to the bottom of the collapsed rockery, standing beside Xiahou Mo, the son of the world, watching him pretend to faint, trying to get by.

He kicked the brother, "Do you know why I came to the door?" ”

Xiahou Mo kept his mouth shut and didn't answer, and he wanted to pretend to be dead.

Scold.

After Xiahou Chun squatted down, the corners of his mouth were playful, and he said softly: "Brother Shi, you said that if this palace kills you, will the people of Jinzhou City celebrate with a crown?" ”

Huo Ran, the mastermind behind the first-hand director 'Cui's fake death' and blame Xiahou Chun, opened his eyes, there seemed to be unforgettable hatred in his eyes, and tried his best to suppress his anger, "Then I dare to guarantee that you can't get out of this Jinzhou City for half a step!" ”

The old servant's color changed, and he said quickly: "The prince is angry! The prince had offended a lot before, and hoped that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince would forgive his sins and spare his life. ”

If he allowed Xiahou Chun to bully His Royal Highness, after today, no matter what, he would have to take off a layer of skin, so he could only step forward.

Xiahou Chun didn't look back, and chuckled: "Don't worry, this palace is just reminiscing about old friendships with my brothers." ”

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he patted the cheek of the prince of Jin in front of the old servant, he stood up, his eyes were instantly cold, "Say, where did you hide Miss Wei?" ”

It turned out that after the first battle that day, Xiahou Chun found that Wei Maoyi, who was traveling with him, was missing, and only after checking did he know that a master had captured him into Jinzhou City.

And in the entire Jinju City, there are not many people who have the ability, courage, and motivation to do this, except for the Cui family and the Xiao family that he just offended, there is only this ambitious Jin Wangfu.

He simply went straight to the Jin Palace.

It is not only to respond to the previous humiliation and hatred, but also to avenge the blame and frame-in.

And he knew that Xiahou Rong's family had colluded with the Xiao clan, so he took this opportunity to cut off the tail that followed from Taikang.

Directly cut through the mess with a quick knife and do things like the bottom of the kettle.

His eyes were calm, looking directly at Xiahou Chun, with an unruly look on his face, and he said with a smile: "You can't even protect your own woman, are you embarrassed to ask me?" Although she is a concubine in her brother's mansion, since she was expelled from the mansion by me, her life and death have nothing to do with the palace. ”

This is obviously saying that you should keep the concubine that Lao Tzu doesn't want, and you should cherish it, and it is your responsibility to lose it, what does it have to do with his Jin Palace?

Murong Yanxing's eyes were full of anger, he snorted coldly, and bit his silver teeth, "If the sister of the Wei family has three long and two short, I will take your life to resist!" ”

"Presumptuous!!"

A deep shout exploded, and the old servant was furious, "I want to see how many dares you have to dare to go wild in the Jin Palace!" ”

His thick aura suddenly dispersed, and his figure suddenly exploded, he wanted to take this opportunity to teach Murong Yan a lesson, and by the way, he captured this woman and let Xiahou Chun throw himself into a rat trap.

Unexpectedly, the body comes and goes quickly.

Bang!

The old servant snorted, his body as if he had been hit hard, and he took dozens of steps backwards, until he collapsed the hollow shadow wall, and then stopped.

He spit out a mouthful of blood stasis, his complexion turned pale in an instant, and the fishy smell in his mouth was pungent, he gritted his teeth and swallowed the blood stasis that was surging up violently.

The person who made the shot was the young monk.

The old servant said sharply: "This king has always been good friends with Buddhism, why did the little donor help him to abuse and attack this king?" ”

Knowing the cicada wearing a black curtain and a lotus white robe, like a white-faced scholar, he saw him put his hands together, smiled slightly, and said serious nonsense: "The donor misunderstood, the poor monk and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince only have a personal relationship, and what they do has nothing to do with the temple." ”

Naturally, this was said to the one in the Jin Palace.

As for whether he believes it or not, that's another matter, anyway, that's what the cicada declares.

The corners of Murong Yan's mouth are clear, the little monk is interesting, he knows that he has opened his eyes and said nonsense, and it seems that he is not a pure good person, not bad.

"You!!" The old servant was shocked and angry.

He naturally heard that the other party was playing sloppy, and the big stone in his heart kept sinking, could it be that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince really climbed the thigh of Buddhism?

If this is true, then what kind of attitude should the Jin Palace's palace take towards His Royal Highness the Prince, who is rumored to be in jeopardy, is indeed worthy of serious consideration.

Xiahou Chun frowned slightly, lowered his eyes and looked down at Xiahou Mo, and squinted, "What, do you really think you don't dare to do it?" ”

"You suddenly hit the door now, not only did you blame my Jin Wangfu for the loss of the maidservant for no reason, but also sent someone to destroy my palace pavilion and kill my master of armor, this move is undoubtedly a provocation to my Jin Wangfu, do you really think that my Jinzhou 100,000 iron hooves are muddy?" Xiahou Mo sneered deeply and sneered sharply.

It's just that this cold rebuke, in Xiahou Chun's opinion, seems so pale and weak, and he is very inward-looking.

He was a little disappointed, it turned out that the prince of Jin, who was rampant and domineering in Jinzhou City, was just a gentleman, and his previous arrogance was just relying on the signboard of the Jin Palace.

The corners of Xiahou Chun's mouth sneered, since this is the case, then today this palace will pierce your fake ball that has swelled to the limit.

When your mind moves, you can do it if you want to.

Syllable!

Xiahou Chun slapped it directly.

Xiahou Mo was stunned.

The swordsman's eyes froze.

Hitting people without slapping their faces, this is an iron law, not to mention that it is still in public, this son is the rhythm of offending the Jin Wangfu to death.

He subconsciously glanced at the new King of Jin, only to see that the other party lowered his eyes slightly, and his face was expressionless.

Even Tianxin couldn't help but glance at Xiahou Chun, raised his eyebrows slightly, and it depends on the owner to beat the dog, not to mention that it was someone else's own son who was beaten.

Xiahou Mo's eyes widened, and he gradually breathed rapidly, and he couldn't tell whether it was hatred or anger in his eyes.

He suppressed his voice, almost roaring, and shouted hoarsely: "Xiahou Chun! If you don't kill me today, I will destroy your whole people in the coming day!! ”

"Eat your flesh, eat your bones, sleep your skin!!"

"If you don't take revenge, you won't share the sky!!"

The sound pierced through the sky and also spread outside the palace, and countless forces from all sides who were secretly watching the movements of the Jin Palace's palace were shocked.

Xiahou Chun?

It turned out that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had returned.

"Cut off his arm!"

The words fell, and a trace of sharp sword aura flashed in the swordsman's eyes.

Boom!

The sword qi was raging, and the evil qi was directed at Xiahou Mo!

His pupils shrank, his face changed suddenly, and the shadow of the sharp pain in his chest had not yet dissipated, and he was in danger of death again.

He finally shouted in a frightened voice, "Father, save me! ”

Suddenly, a sigh sounded: "Please also ask your nephew to be merciful!" ”

Xiahou Chun slowly raised his head and grinned, is this roadblock finally willing to show up.

He flicked his robe, and the mountain grew green and fell sharply.

Boom.

Blood splattered, spraying the old servant's face.

Xiahou Mo subconsciously looked down at the silently falling thumb, and he looked up in disbelief.

Eyes on the devil.

How dare he kill me!

"Presumptuous!!"

The roar ran through all directions, buzzing in Xiahou Chun's ears.

I saw that a powerful qi machine suddenly erupted from the inner courtyard of the Jin Palace, and rushed at the speed of a meteorite falling.

The air waves are rolling, and the smoke and dust are bursting, which makes people subconsciously feel timid and dare not be the enemy.

After reciting the Buddha's name, his figure flashed, and he emerged from in front of An Xia Hou Chun.

The front is magnificent, like a tiger coming out of the mountain, and the appearance is a real person's full blow.

The majestic mana enveloped the tornado, with a mighty muffled thunder, and came blatantly to kill.

The cicada's eyes condensed slightly, and he snorted lightly, and his big hand slashed a big arc, as if he was gathering momentum.

Immediately, he raised his hand and threw a punch.

Boom!!

After the two powerhouses collided, a violent wave of air rolled away, directly sending Xiahou Mo in the scream flying.

When the old servant saw that the prince had gone down in person, he was so frightened that he immediately rushed towards Xiahou Mo, grabbed him to death, and after a few harriers turned over, he fell on Xiahou Rong's side.

He looked bitter and said ashamedly: "I am incompetent and incompetent, so that the prince and your body will be injured, please punish the prince." ”

Xiahou Rong snorted coldly, "You take this bastard to retreat first." ”

The old servant was about to hold Xiahou Mo and retreat silently.

"Wait a minute."

Well?

The old servant turned around, there seemed to be resentment in his eyes, and stared at Xiahou Chun deadly, "I don't know if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has any advice?" ”

Xiahou Chun chuckled and shook his fingers, "Take back the severed finger of your son, treat it well, maybe this hand can still be used." ”

The old servant was very angry, his face was blue and red, and his whole body was trembling.

He gritted his teeth, almost roaring like a beast, devouring people.

Although the prince did not get angry, it is foreseeable that he will shed his skin if he does not die after going down, so he can't wait to beat Xiahou Chun's bones and ashes.

He secretly hated in his heart, what about the prince, when he came to Jinju, he had to be coiled by the dragon and lying down by the tiger.

And after Xiahou Chun said such almost humiliating words, he kept staring at Xiahou Rong, but he saw that the other party was expressionless, and he was not angry at all about his son's tragic situation, as if Fang Cai's gesture was just for others to see.

I saw him wave his hand at the old servant, not wanting him to stir up trouble.

No matter how unwilling the old servant was, he didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of Xiahou Rong, the color of resentment gradually receded, and after bowing respectfully, he silently left with Xiahou Mo behind his back.

Xiahou Chun squinted slightly, and his heart quietly sank, heh, it seems that this distant relative of his own family is also a person with deep thoughts and a deep city.

Similarly, while Xiahou Chun was testing Xiahou Rong, the other party was also looking at him.

Compared with the last hurried meeting, this time the two are more "frank and honest", after all, they both used knives and almost tore their faces, can they not be honest.

Xiahou Rong glanced at Xiahou Mo, who had completely fainted on the back of the old servant, a little annoyed, and even a little hated that iron could not become steel, after all, it was just a flower in the greenhouse, and it had not been tempered by the battle formation, so that it became what it is today, and then looked at the Xiahou Chun who had an extraordinary temperament and was sparse and handsome, and made a judgment.

It is rumored in the world that this prince Jin Yu is ruined, and was once considered synonymous with 'stupid', and was ridiculed as the most wasted prince in the history of Dongjing, especially after the unbelievable 'rebellion against the palace change' at the beginning of the year, it made countless people laugh and scold.

In their opinion, this throne will be Xiahou Chun sooner or later, why is he so stupid to launch a palace change to usurp power and rebel? Isn't this a brain kicked by a donkey?

If Dongjing is handed over to such a person, the day of the country's demise is not far away.

But when he saw it today, Xiahou Rong knew that this son was by no means as stupid as rumored.

Huh, stupid?

I don't know which bastard came out of the rumors, and they almost didn't kill their Jin Wangfu.

If there is a chance to let this king know that the person who is behind the muddy waters, he will be cut by a thousand knives, otherwise it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in his heart.

His eyes flashed, and it was just enough to cultivate to the Qingdan realm, and he could also cover himself with many opportunities, especially when this son seemed to have a purple light on his body, this was not the appearance of the prince of the dead country.

That's it, even he was secretly shocked that this son actually abducted Puji, the host of the White Dragon Temple, under his nose.

Even, he robbed him of the qualification of the Jin Palace, and got on the line with Buddhism.

Is this what a stupid prince can do?

He inhaled secretly, but unfortunately, the more outstanding this son was, the more amazing his cultivation talent was, and the stronger the killing intent in his heart became.

Don't blame him, it's just because this son blocked the way of his Jin Palace.

This time, I want him to stay in Jinju no matter what!

But he couldn't die in the Jin Palace.

Thinking of this, Xiahou Rong, the king of Jin, squeezed out a smile on his face, and took the initiative to soften, hugged his fists and said: "Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding, don't let it go to a small misunderstanding, it hurts our own feelings." ”

Xiahou Chun raised his eyebrows and said quietly: "Oh? Misunderstand? Is Uncle Wang really thinking like this? ”

Uncle Shi has become Uncle Wang, since the other party is unwilling to tear his face for the time being, then Xiahou Chun will no longer be humiliated in public.

After all, it can be said that it is a peer competition, and if you speak disrespectfully to Xiahou Rong at this moment, it will be a slap in the face of the entire Xiahou clan.

Well, the minimum decency still has to be given.

Hearing the qin and knowing the meaning of the strings, Xiahou Rong also understood that Xiahou Chun was willing to give him a step, he was also a generation of heroes, he could afford to put it down, he turned a blind eye to the ruined scenes around him, turned sideways and invited, and said with a smile:

"That's natural, you and Mo'er belong to the same generation, and it's normal for people of the same age to learn from each other."

When he said this, his face was not red and his heart was not beating, as if the person who suddenly made the attack just now was not him.

Xiahou Rong smiled calmly, "Your Highness, I am older than your father, according to the generation, you have to call me uncle, today's incident is a misunderstanding, I hope you don't mind." ”

He turned sideways and invited, "Okay, it's freezing outside, let's not blow the cold wind outside, my nephew might as well go to the house with me to warm up." ”

Knowing the Zen cage sleeves, laughing but not speaking.

Tianxin secretly pursed his mouth, worthy of being the emperor's family, they all have a smile on their faces and hidden murderous intentions behind them, each one is more hypocritical than the other.

She glanced at the corpses of the armor soldiers and people piled up inside and outside the mansion gate again, and she inexplicably felt a little cautious.

These people died in the conspiracy and calculation of these magnates.

She took one last look at the swordsman, only to see him standing silently beside Xiahou Chun, like a loyal guard, his whole body was heavily guarded, staring at Xiahou Rong as if he was facing a great enemy.

Murong Yan's vigilance was not reduced in the slightest, and he secretly sent a message to Xiahou Chun, "Brother Shi, be careful of deception!" ”

Unexpectedly, Xiahou Chun turned a deaf ear, and after chuckling, he lifted his robe and stepped forward, "Then it will disturb Uncle Wang." ”

After hugging his fists, Shi Shiran stepped into the Jin Palace, as the footsteps deepened, the inner courtyard gradually had maids and maids appeared, they looked frightened and panicked, and when they saw Xiahou Chun, they screamed in surprise, and jumped away like a snake and scorpion.

Murong Yan followed closely, her eyes were cold, like cold winter ice, the cold breath penetrated her heart and lungs, she snorted coldly, and she didn't care about the rudeness of the maids and maids.

Zhizen is interested, looking left and right, and the hillbilly who is alive enters the city, but unfortunately the sight is full of beautiful maids.

Tianxin scolded secretly, Shizun was right, men really don't have a good thing, they are all color embryos.

Only Xiahou Rong, the owner of this palace, clasped his hands in his sleeves, and took them around like an outsider.

But no one noticed that as Xiahou Chun went deeper and deeper into the inner court, the deepest killing intent in his eyes would become more and more intense.

until they are completely cold and indifferent.

The sky kills, the dragon and the snake rise; People kill people, and heaven and earth repeat.

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Above the vast clouds, there is a low and soft chant that vibrates the sky.

The wind and clouds are rolling, the thunderbolts are exploding, the lightning is shining and the rain is dark, and there are dragons who are too empty.

The splendid feather robe on the chariot floats, and the phoenix pattern of the Chinese chapter is engraved on it, which makes all the evil things easy, and the ghosts and gods give way.

"Fifty avenues, can you be one?"

There seemed to be a voice of self-muttering, faint like a fairy sound, vast and silent.

"We'll see."

As soon as the chariot swung, the groaning like a deer and a cow rose again, and it rushed in the direction of Taikang.

"Today's signing, it is advisable to accept good apprentices."

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