"Your Excellency is here!"

Outside the Huaiwang Mansion, the Xuanyi guards who surrounded the palace made way one by one after seeing Song Xuan coming on horseback.

Hearing the sound outside, the door of King Huai's Mansion was suddenly opened, and then, an old man walked out of the door.

This old man is thin and has boneless cheeks, wearing a yellow Taoist robe, holding a whisk in his left hand and holding the Taoist law seal in his right hand.

"This is Lord Song, the pacification envoy?"

King Huai saluted Song Xuanji, "This king and my lord have no grievances in the past, and there is no enmity in the near future, why did my lord send people to surround my palace?" ”

The corners of Song Xuan's mouth rose slightly, "Originally, there was no grievance and no revenge, but yesterday the official killed your daughter, you see, isn't this revenge coming?" ”

King Huai shook off the dust, and said indifferently: "The water spilled by the daughter who got married, since she has married to the Xiao family, she is a member of the Xiao family, what does it have to do with whether she is dead or alive and poor?"

Poor Dao is old, dedicated to the Tao, and has long stopped asking about the world, why should adults embarrass me for a bad old man? ”

Song Xuan sneered, "The prince is really ruthless, I don't know if there was a trace of unbearability when digging people's hearts for alchemy?" ”

King Huai, who was originally indifferent, couldn't help but change his face when he heard this, "What do you mean by this, my lord?" ”

"Nothing interesting, just wanted to tell you that it's time for you to hit the road!"

King Huai's face changed again and again, and he stared at Song Xuan deadly, "I thought that you were angry with this king because of the king's daughter, and after a long time, you made such a big move, but it was for those beggars and untouchables to come to find trouble with this king!" ”

King Huai's eyes gradually became gloomy, with a hint of incomprehension in his eyes, "Song Xuan, you are from the imperial capital, you should understand that people in this world have always been unequal, and there is no justice at all.

It's just a matter of dying some pariahs, and that's a thing?

Although this king is not a prince with real power, he is also a throne that has been passed down from generation to generation since the time of Taizu, without the holy decree of the Son of Heaven, you dare to touch me? ”

Song Xuan nodded seriously, "Coincidentally, I really dare!" ”

King Huai's eyes instantly became as sharp as an eagle, and even the rickety hunchback became straight, and the momentum of the whole person began to rise.

Behind Song Xuan, Huang Rong's complexion changed, she didn't expect that this little old man turned out to be an innate martial artist.

She used to think that she would enter the palace at night and secretly take the prince's dog's head, but now it seems that she is still too young, and there are many talented people in this world, which is far from being as simple as she thought.

Shout!

With a flash of light and shadow, Song Qian took the lead in making a move, and a sharp whistle sounded in mid-air, and the Nine Yin Divine Claws urged out, and the five fingers poked out like a hook like a sword, and the terrifying Xuanbing True Qi was like a five-way ice sword, and one palm grabbed towards King Huai's face!

"What a speed!"

King Huai's face changed, his heart was shocked, he screamed, his whole body surged wildly, only to hear a crackling sound, and the terrifying innate true qi escaped.

At the same time, the dust in King Huai's hand rose up like a spiritual snake, entangled layer by layer, wanting to break Song Qian's claw skills.

Bang!

The Nine Yin Divine Claw and the Dust Whisk fought hard in mid-air, only to hear a snort, and the fierce energy that collided and dispersed set off the dust all over the ground and scattered in all directions.

King Huai snorted, the dust in his hand was cut in half, and a strange red gushed out of his face, obviously he had just fought for the first time, and he suffered a lot of losses in the Nine Yin Divine Claws.

"What kind of martial arts did you just use?"

King Huai's figure retreated, forcibly suppressed the true qi surging in his body, and looked at Song Qian with some surprise.

He lived to be more than seventy years old, and it was the first time he had encountered such a powerful claw skill.

Song Qian didn't answer, and urged the light body exercise to bully herself, only to hear a sword roar, and the long sword on her waist burst out of its sheath.

As soon as the long sword came out of the sheath, the dazzling cold light swayed down like the starlight of the cold winter moon, and when the sword came out, the entire Huaiwangfu compound seemed to fall into a sea of ice and snow, and the sharp qi filled the surroundings.

Shrouded by the chilling qi all over his body, King Huai felt that his body trembled, and the true qi in his body actually appeared a trace of stagnation under the influence of the cold qi.

"Could it be that you killed the Blue Devil Hand Yi Cry outside the city?"

After seeing Song Qian's sword, King Huai knew that he would never be able to stop it, and in a panic, he had no intention of fighting hard at all, and his toes were a little on the ground, and the whole person jumped into the air dozens of meters like a bird, which was able to dodge Song Qian's sword.

And just when he was lucky and felt that he was safe for the time being, Song Xuan, who had not moved, took out his sword.

The sword light was like wind and thunder, like a flame meteor, and he couldn't see any powerful swordsmanship, but simply stabbed out with a sword in the sky.

Then, King Huai, who was flying high in the air, only felt a red sword light in his eyes, as if the stars in the sky poured into his eyebrows, and then his body stiffened, and the innate true qi on his body all dissipated, and he fell from the sky with a pop.

Looking at the body of King Huai who had smashed down an attic, Song Xuan waved his hand at Lu Xiaofeng and the others behind him.

"The people of the palace, whether men, women, or children, will take them all!"

After the words fell, a group of Xuanyi guards rushed into the palace and controlled all the palace guards who had already been frightened.

Huang Rong walked to the corpse of King Huai, looking at the corpse that was pierced by the sword qi at the center of her eyebrows, she stopped and was silent for a long time, silently muttering names one by one.

"Dog, Flowey, little sloppy..... The traitor who killed you is dead, although I didn't kill it with my own hands, but I think you can turn a blind eye under the Nine Springs. ”

Song Xuan walked up to her and said lightly: "Why don't you make up a few knives to relieve your anger?" ”

Huang Rong shook her head, raised her face to look at the handsome and indifferent figure, and looked at it without blinking, as if she wanted to keep his figure firmly in mind.

After a while, her voice was a little worried: "Brother Song, kill King Huai, you should have a lot of trouble behind you, right?" ”

Song Xuan smiled indifferently, "Since I dare to kill, I'm not afraid of trouble, you don't have to think anything, even if there is no you, I will kill King Huai!" ”

Song Xuan was telling the truth, he was originally going to destroy King Huai, but in Huang Rong's heart, it was a different situation.

In order not to make me feel guilty, he said this on purpose, right?

Thinking of this, her heart trembled, and an indescribable emotion surged into her heart, "Brother Song, do you think, think I ......"

Huang Rong felt that her voice was trembling, and at this moment, she felt that her heart was about to jump to her throat.

Seeing her nervous appearance, Song Xuan laughed and said, "Do you want to say that you feel useless?" In fact, you don't have to feel inferior, although your strength is a little worse, you are still young.

With your father's martial arts attainments, cultivate with him for a few years, and sooner or later your strength will improve! ”

Huang Rong's face froze, and the courage she had finally mustered dissipated, and she couldn't say the rest of her words at all.

Looking at Song Xuan's empathetic expression, Huang Rong couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

This great villain, sure enough, is still as hateful as ever!