Sonorous!

The swords intersected, making a crisp sound of gold and iron.

Then there was a loud bang, and both figures shot back.

Yang Que stood still beside Li Changkong, his hand broke the knife, trembling slightly, and the one-arm holding the knife was as steady as Mount Tai.

On the other hand, the black sword, like an arrow from the string, flew out upside down, smashing through several back walls of the alley one after another, kicking up billowing dust.

How is the relationship between the two, the judgment is made.

Yang Que frowned slightly when he saw the dust rising, his hand broke the knife and turned around, and the wind around his body blew away the dust.

But at this moment, where is the figure of the black sword.

"Hmph, gutsless rats, they run pretty fast." Yang Que snorted coldly, a little disdainful.

"Thank you Yang Shibo for coming to the rescue." Li Changkong sincerely thanked him.

"What do you say? Another day, let your father find me a few more pots of good wine, more than anything else. ”

"It's easy to say, if my father can't find it, I'll go to His Royal Highness the Prince. Yang Shibo has made such a big effort, the wine must be indispensable, as much as you want. ”

"It's just Shibo, can you help me take a look at Lao Jia, he just used his body to solve the assassin's knife in order to save me, but what's the big problem?"

Hearing this, Yang Que walked up to Jia Taisui, raised his right palm, which was already bloody and blurred, and said, "It's poisonous." ”

"Poisonous! What are the after-effects? Li Changkong suddenly chuckled in his heart, something was not good.

"Poisonous is poisonous, even if you go to this right arm, what can you do? Like his predecessors, one arm can also become a top master. Jia Taisui didn't care, since the day he made up his mind to destroy the Northern Yuan, he had already put life and death aside.

Moreover, Li Changkong's push at the critical moment shocked him greatly.

Losing an arm for such a brother, not a loss.

"Tut, aren't you making fun of the old man?" Yang Que pretended to be displeased.

"Where did my predecessor say, how dare I."

"Okay, although it is poisonous, it doesn't look like a strange poison, spend some money, find a better doctor to take a look, it should be fine."

Hearing this, Li Changkong immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a loud voice: "Thank you, Shibo." ”

"When I get a good wine from His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, I will personally send it to Shibo at that time."

"Tsk, if you want to say that, the old man is serious, I really haven't tasted the taste of this tribute wine, the last time I drank it was more than ten years ago."

"Seriously! It must be taken seriously! The little nephew lied to whom, and he couldn't lie to you. ”

"Your mouth is much brighter than your father, no wonder you can become General Anbei at a young age."

"If you go to Northern Xinjiang again in the future, remember to call me."

"Alright, don't worry about the old man anymore. Your brother's hand should be dealt with as soon as possible, and go to the hospital as soon as possible. ”

"Good! Shibo, you walk slowly. ”

Hearing this, Yang Que nodded, and then the rabbit fell and fell, and after a few ups and downs, he disappeared into the alley.

"Get up, Jishitang knows, right? Lao Zhang's shop, I also have a few components, a variety of medicinal materials, and a lot of doctors. This big night, other shops are not easy to find, after all, their own shops are reliable, go there first to show you. As he spoke, Li Changkong pulled Jia Taisui up and put it on his shoulder, grinning at the same time: "No, why are you bastard so heavy?" ”

When Jia Taisui heard this, he didn't speak, but scratched his head with his intact left hand and laughed twice.

"Steward Yang, you were stunned there, picked up the silver halberd, and left."

Steward Yang, who was nearly fifty years old, looked at the silver halberd on the ground, which weighed almost 100 catties, and then looked at his thin and old shoulders, and suddenly wanted to cry without tears.

Young master, I think you're embarrassing the old slave!

……

Inside King Jing's Mansion.

The black sword fell from the sky and fell to the ground.

Dressed in black, he was already stained red with blood.

opened his mouth to speak, but he first spurted out two mouthfuls of blood, and then said: "There is a master to protect him, I am not an opponent." ”

King Jing looked at this scene, his brows furrowed slightly, and his face was a little ugly.

He knows the strength of the black sword, and in this Qiandu City, he can defeat him on the surface, except for Ji Ling, the president of the Imperial Forest Army, and Zhang Xun, the Duke of Dingguo, I am afraid that there is only one Yang Que left.

"Hmph, Yang Que didn't die in the hands of Tuoba Peak in Northern Xinjiang back then, but he was also broken with an arm, and he was panicked like a lost dog."

"Now I dare to go against this king, I'm afraid it's a long life."

When Ziyi heard this, he shook his head and said: "Yang Que is a person from a humble background, and his body is like a mustard. The martial arts practiced are not famous all over the world. ”

"But I just lived out my own style, although it was a broken arm back then, it was different from Li Zhufeng."

"Li Zhufeng's martial arts are seven or eight, and most of his strength has been wasted."

"Yang Que has spent more than ten years training a one-armed broken knife, and his strength is even more terrifying. Now compared with Zhang Han, Ji Ling and the like, I am afraid that it is difficult to distinguish between the top and the bottom. ”

"With this person's protection, Li Changkong, I'm afraid I can't kill him."

"Besides, assassination and other things are already about winning a single blow, and if you don't hit, you will retreat."

"Now that it has reached such a point, even if Li Changkong is really killed, it is difficult for His Highness to retreat."

When King Jing heard this, his brows furrowed even tighter, and his face became even more embarrassed, but he had to admit that what Ziyi said was reasonable.

"So what?"

"The reason why His Royal Highness wants to kill Li Changkong is that the root cause is the dispute with the prince's prince."

"If His Royal Highness can directly defeat the crown prince, then it doesn't matter whether Li Changkong kills or not."

"Hmph, that's a light point. Now above the court, this king has no advantage, how can he defeat the crown prince? ”

Not only is there no advantage, but there are even some disadvantages.

When Ziyi heard this, he shook his head: "Your Highness, sometimes, your eyes can't just be on the court, and the people are equally important!" ”

"Your Majesty today, put the people first and the king first."

"If all the people in the world support His Royal Highness's ascendancy, how can the prince gain power above the court, and what is the use?"

"Besides, His Royal Highness is already well-known among the people, but the crown prince and Li Changkong did not have a good reputation in their early years."

"With your own strengths, attack the enemy's shortcomings, the best strategy!"

Hearing this, King Jing's eyes lit up, his face changed slightly, he nodded, and said, "What Ziyi said is very reasonable. ”

"It's just that, with the current prestige of this king, if you want to shake the crown prince's position, I'm afraid it's not enough."

"Prestige is such a thing, and it needs to be accumulated over time, and in a short period of time, I am afraid it will be difficult to accumulate."

"Unless... Use some special means. King Jing raised his eyebrows slightly, and fell into deep thought.

After a long time, the two glanced at each other, and almost spit out six words in unison: "Tianyi Sect, Chen Qianyuan!" ”