Chapter 300: Sima Wei, Your Mother Is Dead!

Song Xuan stared at the little girl who was kneeling on one knee.

He pondered for a moment before he understood what the other party meant.

I didn't expect it, the little girl film, she knows a lot at a young age, and she really has a lot of scheming.

Lord Ben kindly promoted you to be the head, but you still think about my body.

Thinking about him Song Xuan, Yuanyang, who has accumulated more than 20 years with the foundation of heavenly and human-level exercises, is definitely comparable to the elixir of elixir.

He plans to use it for double cultivation with Invite Yue, and it's also something that you little girl can worry about?

It's not that Song Xuan underestimates her, just Ah Zi's weak body, and her own childlike skills that have accumulated for more than 20 years, she really can't bear it!

Punch her through in minutes!

"Ah Zi!"

Song Xuan's tone was a little heavier.

Ah Zi's heart trembled, it can't be now, right?

Although she was nervous, she did not resist.

is good-looking, outrageously strong, and is in a high position.

It's perfect!

Why did she resist? Why resist!

"The servant is here!"

Subconsciously raised his head, and Ah Zi's face flushed with expectation.

"Your disciples of the Nakshatra Sect, in addition to these cheerful tunes, can you also play tunes that are suitable for battlefield killing?"

"Huh?"

Ah Zi's brain went down for a short time, the atmosphere is here, I have found a reason for myself, and as a result, you told me about playing the tune?

"Why, won't?"

Song Xuan frowned, "This can't be done, the Star Sect should simply disband!" ”

"No, no! Childe, it will, we will! ”

Ah Zi was anxious.

She has just become the head of the house, and the addiction of the head has not passed, how can she be disbanded like this!

Song Xuan snorted, "You get up!" ”

After the words fell, he stepped out and appeared directly on the bronze sedan chair, sitting in the sedan chair and stretching comfortably.

"Don't say it, this old Deng's strength is not good, but he will really enjoy it."

Raising his hand to gesture to Ah Zi, Ah Zi immediately comprehended and gestured to the group of Star Sect disciples.

Soon, a rapid and compact tune began to be played under Ah Zi's direction.

Listening to the tune, Song Xuan seemed to have a fierce scene of a desperate battle between the two armies in front of him.

This song is somewhat similar to the ambush on all sides, with a progressive rhythm of layers and layers, creating a tense and terrifying atmosphere, giving people a sense of ambush and arrogance under the cover of night.

Song Xuan was very satisfied with the performance of the Xingzhu Song and Dance Troupe, and pointed to the position of the prefect's yamen.

The intelligent Ah Zi nodded immediately, commanded the eight people carrying the sedan chair in front, and drove towards the central area of Fucheng.

Blowing and blowing along the way, many Nakshatra disciples looked up from time to time to look at the young man sitting in the bronze sedan chair.

When they came, they came with the old immortals.

Now when I go back, the old immortal is gone, and there is a terrifying existence that is even more terrifying than the old immortal.

I don't know where the future of the Star Sect will go, this young man picks people's heads at every turn, and he looks like he is also a ruthless stubble, I hope it will not be more difficult to serve than the old immortal.

"Childe!"

Ah Zi carefully waited on the side of the sedan chair, and said in a flattering voice: "Childe, take a look, do you want to change a new set of slogans for you?" The words of the old immortal of the stars and the boundless mana must be changed.

Also, do you have any special favorite flowers, when you sprinkle flowers in the future, Ah Zi will prepare more for you in advance. ”

Ah Zi has a perverse personality, but at this moment, she is as well-behaved as a little sheep, and people who don't know her temperament may really treat her as a little sister next door.

But Song Xuan just shook his head casually, "Forget about those bells and whistles, if you have the heart, you will study more beautiful tunes in the future."

Childe, I prefer to listen to tunes. ”

In the past, you had to go to the hook bar to listen to music, but now it's different, he Song Xuan finally got up, and took a song and dance troupe with him, where he heard it wherever he went, and what he wanted to hear, there was a whole team to study for himself.

Alas, this evil feudal society is so beautiful!

Among the Nakshatra disciples, some female disciples who thought they were young and beautiful looked at Ah Zi with a flattering look with envy.

This little girl, just because the suona is blown well and the sycophants are filmed well, she jumped directly into the dragon gate and ascended to the sky in one step.

Some people sighed in their hearts and stared at the erhu in their hands.

What is the use of this erhu I want, Made, I must practice suona when I have time in the future!

Who would have thought that if the suona blows well, it can also reach the sky in one step.

What's the matter, we craftsmen are inferior to those who are good at ventriloquism?

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On the street near the prefect's yamen, the doors of every house were closed, and the sound of fighting sounded from time to time.

Zhao Anling, who was in a hurry to enter the city, had just been ready to go outside the prefect's yamen when he encountered the Xuanyi guards who came to take people with great momentum.

There was a fierce verbal conflict between the two sides, greeting each other's elders, with the household registration as the center, starting with cursive characters, up to the eighteenth generation of ancestors, down to the birth of a son without an asshole, completing an all-round mouth battle.

The verbal confrontation ended, and the battle began, and the Xuanyi Guards and Cavalry, led by Wang Baihu and others, rushed away like wolves and tigers.

Don't look at the number of city guards several times more than the Xuanyi guards, but when you really start to move, the scene is directly one-sided.

Especially on Xuanyiwei's side, there is also a grandmaster like Sima Wei.

A one-flower grandmaster like Sima Wei has no sense of existence in the grandmaster, and belongs to the level of soy sauce, but in the face of martial artists below the grandmaster, it is simply a one-sided slaughter.

But seeing that he waved his sleeve robe, a few stars twinkled, and the unique secret weapon stunt was unfolded, and where he passed, people turned on their backs, and in an instant, several innate martial artists died under his secret weapon.

Zhao An was in a hurry to see it, and roared at Sima Wei.

"Sima Laodao, you said that your disciple was in danger, and the official kindly brought someone to help you, and that's how you treated me?"

Zhao An was also angry, it stands to reason that the city guards did not have the right to transfer without the prefect's edict.

But he had a good relationship with Sima Wei, and when he learned that he was in trouble, he even forcibly transferred the city guards into the city despite the taboos in the officialdom.

As a result, I encountered such a bad thing!

Sure enough, this Sima Wei really lives up to his surname, what a damn thing!

Sima Wei didn't say a word, his body swept lightly in the military array like a meteor, and hundreds of city guards were thrown away, and immediately, Zhao An's neck was pinched by him.

The figure rose from the ground, and Sima Wei rushed out of the military formation with Zhao An in his hand, landed in the prefect's yamen, and entered a secret room at a very fast speed.

"Don't talk! Listen to the poor Tao! ”

Sima Wei isolated the voice with the power of heaven and earth, and said with a solemn face: "Xuanyi Wei supervised Song Xuan to come to Sichuan and Chongqing, and Ding Chunqiu, the head of the Xingzhu faction, was taken off by Song Xuan's move!" ”

"He is a great grandmaster, if you don't want to die, just listen to the poor and quickly come forward to announce your surrender!"

"Remember, when you go to prison, what are the tricks, but you must make it clear that you are just an executor, and all violations of law and discipline are orders from the prefect."

"Also, do you have a royal robe here? If not, find a piece of yellow cloth, write that the sky is dead, and send it to the prefect's official residence. ”

"When Lord Song comes, you have to report and expose the prefect's crime of rebellion as soon as possible!"

"If you don't want to die, just do what the poor road says!"

"Go !!"

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Thanks to the book friend "Ba Song's Knife Raising Technique" for the 66 reminders.

I'll add a chapter to you when there's a deposit.