The fourth prince, Jiang Yu.

Jiang Changsheng knew him, and learned from Chen Li's mouth that Jiang Yu was his biological brother, the same father and mother, and was also born to the queen, it is said that Jiang Yu was born, and the queen mother was no longer crazy.

Hearing that the emperor instructed Jiang Yu to come, Jiang Changsheng thought about it.

Could it be that the emperor had already recognized him, so why didn't he recognize him directly?

Jiang Changsheng didn't want to ask about it directly, but asked, "Do you want to ask me to practice martial arts?" ”

Jiang Yu said excitedly: "That's right, my father said that you are two years older than me, but you have already surpassed the first-class realm, you have to be my master, whatever you want, I will satisfy you, gold and silver treasures, rare treasures, you just say." ”

Jiang Changsheng thought about it, with the relationship between the prince and the prince, at least he would not be so passive in the future, he didn't have to hide it at all, after all, his enemies knew that he was here.

"Since it is His Majesty's order, I naturally can't refuse, and it is also my honor to teach His Highness martial arts, but let me say it first, the martial arts I teach are all created by me, not the martial arts of Longqiguan."

Jiang Changsheng said seriously, Jiang Yu was overjoyed, and he was about to kneel down and kowtow, the two guards were shocked, but fortunately, Jiang Changsheng supported Jiang Yu in time.

This kid is really reckless......

Let the prince kowtow, that is a big crime of killing the head!

Jiang Changsheng said helplessly: "I'm not your master, I'm just teaching you martial arts, you can call me by my name in the future." ”

Jiang Yu straightened his waist and grinned, "Okay, Brother Changsheng!" ”

He couldn't wait to urge: "Brother Changsheng, teach me quickly, my goal is to learn a body of martial arts, expand the territory for my great scenery, and level the wilderness, I just turned twelve a few days ago, my father did not allow me to practice martial arts before the age of twelve, you are the first person to teach me martial arts." ”

Jiang Changsheng thought about it and decided to teach the Divine Shadow Leg to Jiang Yu.

The Divine Shadow Leg was the first martial art he had learned, it was powerful, one leg could break tendons and bones, and he had already achieved the powerful realm of releasing true qi and kicking out visions.

Jiang Changsheng began to teach the cultivation method of the Divine Shadow Legs, and the two guards avoided suspicion, retreated to the door, and closed the door.

Jiang Yu listened very carefully.

An hour later, Jiang Yu left happily, he had to go back to the palace to practice, and the prince couldn't stay out for the night.

Qing Ku returned to the house and asked excitedly, "Senior brother, are you now the prince's master?" ”

Jiang Changsheng shook his head and said with a smile: "It's just to teach His Highness martial arts, how can you be a master, don't talk nonsense." ”

Qing Ku disagreed: "That's also very strong, the prince will be your backer in the future, I walked the rivers and lakes before, and found that this world is the world of human feelings, the same thing, different identities and relationships to do, the result is completely different." ”

He seemed to think of something sad, and his smile disappeared.

Jiang Changsheng had always been curious about what he had experienced, but he never refused to say.

There was silence in the room.

After a long while, Qing Ku said goodbye, and Jiang Changsheng was left alone in the house, and he could finally practice with peace of mind.

After the first assassination failed, the enemy would inevitably have a second attack, and Jiang Changsheng wanted to become as strong as possible.

Jiang Changsheng's cultivation of the third layer of Dao Law Natural Skill is enough to be proud of the dragon's rise, for the time being, he has not met anyone with more true qi than him, but he is not afraid of ten thousand, just in case, he can't relax.

How could an immortal cultivator be killed by a group of mortal warriors?

……

As dusk fell, clouds shrouded the bustling capital, and a drizzle fell.

The vendors on both sides of the street began to close their stalls, and the rolling Zhu Lou was covered with a layer of mist, and the whole city became hazy.

XC District of the capital, in front of the gate of the prison.

Zhang Tianren, who was dressed in armor, frowned and looked at the sky, his eyebrows were full of worry.

A middle-aged general next to him patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Young man, don't always be preoccupied, the leader has already reported your roster, and you can participate in the martial arts examination next year." ”

Zhang Tianren just turned 18 years old this year, his mother was pregnant with him when he was imprisoned, and he was beheaded after giving birth to him.

Zhang Tianren retracted his gaze, shook his head and said, "I always feel that something is going to happen to the prison." ”

"Nonsense, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, does anyone dare to rob the prison?"

The middle-aged general scolded with a smile, and the other guards nearby all laughed.

In the capital, the prison is the safest place, and their duties are very simple, they enjoy their current life very much, they are not tired, but they are high.

Zhang Tianren smiled helplessly, he also felt that he might be thinking too much.

Since the founding of the Great Jing Kingdom, although there have been several rebellions in the capital, the prison has always been the most stable.

As night fell, the rain stopped, and the trees beside the dungeon dripped raindrops, rippling in the potholes on the ground.

Zhang Tianren was chatting with his brothers about what to eat at night, when he suddenly heard a melodious flute sound.

He looked up, and the attics on both sides of the street in front of the gate of the prison were closed, and there was no human figure in sight.

"What sound?"

"Don't you see anyone?"

"Why didn't I hear that?"

"You went to the aromatic building two years ago and was discovered by your evil mother-in-law, and a slap in your ears made you lose your ears, of course you can't hear it."

The guards discussed, and the middle-aged general's face changed greatly, and he exclaimed, "Not good! Cover your ears! ”

As soon as these words came out, although the guards were frightened, they still subconsciously covered their ears, including Zhang Tianren.

Zhang Tianren suddenly saw a heavy fog at the end of the street, and a figure loomed in the fog, and he could see from his figure that he was playing the flute.

"Someone is going to rob the prison?"

Such a thought popped up in Zhang Tianren's mind, and just as he was about to speak, the ground trembled.

Boom Boom –

Everyone tried to stabilize their footsteps, Zhang Tianren noticed something, and subconsciously turned his head to look.

A loud bang sounded, the door of the prison exploded, the heavy door was blasted into countless wooden thorns, Zhang Tianren's cheek was cut, and his eyes widened.

A figure stepped out of the prison, this man was dressed in tattered prison clothes, his hands and feet were wrapped in chains, his hair was scattered, he was hunched on his back, gasping for breath.

He looked up, and beneath his messy black hair was a pair of pupilless white eyes, glinting in the night.

"Ghost Eyes...... The Evil King......"

One of the guards said in a trembling voice, and then fell to the ground.

The Demon King stepped forward, his chains still around the neck of a jailer, who was still alive, his eyes bulging and his face flushed, his hands clutching at the chains, trying to break free.

When Zhang Tianren saw this scene, his eyes were red, and he immediately drew his sword and rushed towards the Ghost Eye Evil King.

The Demon King lunged at him, his right hand clasped his neck, and slammed him to the ground in a fit of rage, sending rubble flying from the ground.

Zhang Tianren almost fainted, his internal organs were hit hard, and he couldn't help spurting blood from his mouth.

The Devil-Eyed Evil King grinned, and his smile was extremely hideous, like an evil ghost in the world.

Just when he was about to kill Zhang Tianren, the sound of the flute stopped abruptly, and a voice floated in: "Don't forget the business." ”

Hearing this, the Evil King of Onimu stopped, jumped several feet high, and dragged the jailer who was wrapped in iron chains into the woods, and quickly disappeared.

A large number of jailers ran out of the prison door, most of them injured, and the middle-aged general ran to Zhang Tianren to check his injuries.

Zhang Tian couldn't help but stare at the direction where the ghost eye evil king disappeared, his heart was full of frustration, he thought that he was strong enough, but he didn't expect to be defeated by the other party with a face.

……

Inside, oil lamps flickered.

Jiang Changsheng was meditating and practicing, he suddenly felt a little restless, and he always felt that something was going to happen.

He opened his eyes and thought to himself, "If there is no frog crowing tonight, there will be murderous spirit." ”

He felt the surging true qi in his body, and his heart was a little calm.

The enemy should not be too much stronger than Qingxu Dao, otherwise he would have been forcibly killed.

After a stick of incense.

Jiang Changsheng suddenly heard shouts coming from the bottom of the mountain, but the distance was too far for him, an immortal cultivator, to hear clearly.

The enemy won't break in, will they?

Jiang Changsheng frowned and thought, no matter how you say it, this is also the capital, and it is a Taoist temple appointed by the emperor, if it makes a big fuss, it will inevitably be tracked down by the emperor.

Meanwhile.

Halfway up the mountain, the Devil-Eyed Evil King walked on the stone steps, holding the neck of a Taoist priest with both hands, and the jailer behind him who was dragged by iron chains was covered in blood and no longer human.

Under the moonlit night, thunderclouds suddenly gathered, and a lightning bolt pierced the night sky, making the capital as if it was daytime, and the face of the ghost-eyed evil king was illuminated in an instant, which was so hideous and terrifying.

"Bold! Dare to break into the dragon! ”

There was a Taoist priest's angry shout above, only to see a Taoist priest raise a sword to kill, he jumped up, a sword stabbed, the blade pierced the night sky, and the cold burst out.

The right hand of the Devil-Eyed Evil King broke off the neck of the Taoist priest in his hand, and then slapped out with a palm, and his true qi exploded, turning into a gust of bloody wind and crashing into the sword-wielding Taoist priest head-on.

Poof-

The sword-wielding Taoist was hit by the bloody wind, vomited blood and flew up, like a kite with a broken string, smashed on the steps, he covered his chest and wanted to stand up, but his blood attacked his heart, and he fainted with a tilt of his head.

"Long Qiguan? But so, it's just that he has the preference of the real dragon. ”

The Devil-Eyed Evil King snorted, a thick disdain in his hoarse voice.

He quickened his pace and rushed up the hill like a ghost.

……

The door opened, and Qing Ku ran in, and said in horror: "Senior brother, there are thieves who have come up the mountain, and senior brother has ordered you to go to support." ”

When Jiang Changsheng heard this, he immediately got up and walked out of the room with Qing Ku.

Coming to the courtyard, Jiang Changsheng jumped and disappeared directly into the night, Qing Ku was stunned in place, he gritted his teeth, and hurriedly chased after him.

In front of the gate of Longqi Temple, the Ghost Eye Evil King stopped, he let go of his hands, and two corpses fell.

Thunder swept across the night sky, illuminating the stone steps behind him, strewn with corpses, blood streaming down the stone steps and into the darkness.

Inside the gate, Meng Qiuhe stood on the small bridge with his sword, glared at the ghost-eyed evil king, and shouted in a deep voice: "Who are you, why did you slaughter my dragon Qiguan?" ”

The Devil-Eyed Evil King grinned and said, "Those who are about to die, if you want to pull some cushions, since the old man is not here, then you should die first!" ”

He rushed towards Meng Qiuhe, moving like thunder, Meng Qiuhe's face changed, he quickly swung his sword, and one after another sword qi slashed out, killing the other party head-on.

The Devil-Eyed Evil King struck out with a palm, and the palm wind was domineering, shaking away the sword qi, knocking Meng Qiuhe out of the air, crashing through the wall of the attic behind him, and kicking up billowing dust.

"A bunch of waste, I didn't expect the old man's last battle to kill a group of chickens and dogs."

The Devil-Eyed Evil King retracted his palms and snorted disdainfully, he walked towards Meng Qiuhe, but suddenly stopped after taking a few steps.