Chapter 721: Reminiscing about the grief of the prince back then
She kicked and screamed like this, and everyone in the hall was shocked. Xi Min, Fu Luanting, Chu Xiaoxiang, and Ruo Xingchen knew Lu Changfeng's temperament very well, and immediately knew that he had a personal relationship with Mrs. Huang and gave birth to a daughter called "Ning'er", but Lu Qian had a personal affair with her.
Fu Luanting immediately thought of her daughter Li Shuangshuang, and Chu Xiaoxiang thought of her daughter Chu Xing'er, both of whom felt embarrassed and ashamed. The rest of Lu Yuanshan, Fang Qingluan and others thought about it for a while, and their hearts were also bright.
Fu Luanting shouted: "You! My daughter and I came here to kill you that day, but you escaped this fox spirit, and sent some shrimp soldiers and crabs to entangle with us in the future." I just hate that I didn't kill you that day, why are you kicking people again?"
Mrs. Huang ignored it and just kicked Lu Qian.
Seeing that it was the master lying on the ground, Nanfang Shen immediately stretched out his hand and pushed on Mrs. Huang's shoulder, shouting, "Hey, he is my master." If you kick my master, you will kick me. You call my master a beast, but haven't I become a beast? You shrew, I snapped and broke your snow-white and pink neck. ”
Lu Yuanshan said: "Third child, don't be rude to Mrs. Huang! This kid surnamed Lu is a chirp, and he deceives you into calling him Master, and today I just want to get rid of it, so that you don't have a face to see people on the rivers and lakes." ”
Nanfang Shen said: "He is my master, that is the real thing, and he is not lying to me, how can he hurt him?"
Lu Yuanshan said: "Third child, listen to me, quickly take out the blade and cut off this kid's head." ”
The Southern Demon God shook his head again and again, and said, "No, Boss, I don't listen to you today, I have to save Master." As he spoke, he pulled hard, and broke one of the tendons that bound Lu Qian.
Lu Yuanshan was taken aback, thinking that if Lu Qian was untied, his shadowless sword intent would come out, and who would be able to resist it, not to mention that the big thing would not succeed, and he was worried about his life.
The Southern Demon God felt a sharp pain in his back and chest, and a steel rod had protruded from his chest. He was stunned for a moment, and when he turned his head and looked at Lu Yuanshan, his eyes were full of doubts, and he didn't understand why the boss would kill him.
Lu Yuanshan was fierce by nature, and since he was the head of the "Four Great Evil Gods", he naturally made vicious moves; secondly, he was extremely jealous of Lu Qian's shadowless sword intent, and he was deeply afraid that the Southern Demon God would free himself from his shackles, so although he did not have the heart to kill the Southern Demon God, he still stabbed him with a stick.
When Lu Yuanshan saw his eyes, a burst of remorse flashed in his heart, a burst of apology, but this self-blame disappeared in a flash, his right hand shook, he pulled the steel rod out of his body, and shouted: "Fourth, go to bury him." This is an example of not listening to the boss. ”
The southern god screamed and fell to the ground, blood gushing from the two wounds on his chest and back, and a pair of eyes were wide open, and he really couldn't see it.
Bu Xiangchen grabbed his body and dragged him out. Although he and the Southern Demon God are listed as the "Four Great Evil Gods", the two have never been harmonious, and the Southern Demon God has blocked him from doing good things several times, but because of his martial arts, he was forced to endure it.
Everyone knows that the Southern Demon God is Lu Yuanshan's sworn friend, but if they don't agree with each other, they will take his life, which is really rare in the world, and they are all worried when they see such a situation.
Lu Qian felt that the blood in the wounds of the southern god was flowing on his face and neck, and he remembered that the master who had been him for so many years had never given him any benefits, but he had come to save himself several times, and today he had lost his life, and his heart was very painful.
Lu Yuanshan sneered: "Those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will die!" Lifting the steel rod, he poked Lu Qian's chest.
Suddenly, I heard a woman's voice say: "Outside Wolong Temple, under the Bodhi tree, the child is sloppy, and Guanyin has long hair!"
When Lu Yuanshan heard the words "outside Wolong Temple", the steel rod froze in mid-air and did not move, and after listening to these four sentences, the steel rod couldn't help but tremble and slowly shrank back. As soon as he turned around, he met Xi Min's gaze, and saw that there seemed to be a thousand words in her eyes ready to be revealed.
Lu Yuanshan's heart was shocked, and he said in a trembling voice: "Watching ...... Avalokiteshvara ......"
Xi Min nodded and said in a low voice, "You...... Do you know who this kid is?"
Lu Yuanshan's mind was dizzy for a while, and he saw a blur, as if he had returned to the full moon night more than twenty years ago.
On that day, he finally rushed back to Sui Yan from the East China Sea and came to the outside of Wolong Temple.
Lu Yuanshan encountered a strong enemy siege on Huguang Road, although he annihilated all the enemies, he was also seriously injured, his legs were broken, his face was disfigured, his throat was slashed by the enemy, and his voice could not be heard. He didn't look like a man anymore, his whole body was filthy and foul, his wounds were full of maggots, and dozens of flies buzzed around him.
But he was the crown prince of the Sui Yan Kingdom. When his father was killed by traitors, he escaped from Sui Yan in the chaos, and finally learned martial arts and came back.
Now Lu Zhengming, the monarch of Sui Yan, is his cousin, but the real emperor should be him, not Lu Zhengming. He knew that Lu Zhengming was lenient and benevolent and loved the people, and he was very popular, and all the civil and military officials, and the common people of Shixin supported the current emperor one by one, and no one would ever remember the crown prince of the previous dynasty.
If he rashly appeared in Sui Yan, he would inevitably have to worry about his life, and anyone would curry favor with the current emperor and kill him immediately. He was originally strong in martial arts, and he was the enemy of ten thousand people, but at this time, he was seriously injured, and even an ordinary soldier could not defeat him.
He struggled all the way to the outside of Wolong Temple, and his only hope was to ask Master Xuanku to administer justice.
Master Xuanku is his father's own brother, his own uncle, and the cousin of Emperor Lu Zhengming of Renxing. Master Xuanku is a monk with a high degree, and Wolong Temple is the barrier of the Lu Imperial Temple of Sui Yanguo, and the retreat place of the emperors of the past dynasties when they abdicated the throne as monks.
He didn't dare to show up in Sui Yancheng, so he first went to ask to see Master Xuanku. However, the monk of Wolong Temple said that Master Xuanku was sitting in dry meditation, and he had been in meditation for five days, and after ten days and a half months, he didn't know whether it was decided, and even after the decidation, he would never see outsiders.
He asked Lu Yuanshan if there was anything going on, he could leave a message, or he would go to the abbot. Treating such a person who is not like a person, a ghost is not like a ghost, and the monk is very polite when he speaks like this.
But how dare Lu Yuanshan reveal his identity? He propped himself on the ground with his elbows, climbed under a Bodhi tree next to the temple, and waited for Master Xuanku to make a decision, but he only thought in his heart: "This monk said that even if Master Xuanku makes a decision, he will never see outsiders." The more I stay in Sui Yan, the more dangerous it will be, as long as someone recognizes me...... Should I run away immediately?"
He had a high fever all over his body, and all the wounds were painful and itchy, and he thought to himself, "How can I live this life when I am tormented and tormented like this?" ”