Eh!! let it go!"

"I'll tell you!, you'd better let me go before Your Highness gets serious with you!"

"If you don't let go, believe it or not, I will tell my father and the emperor, and punish your nine clans!"

"I'm serious...... Eh, it hurts, it hurts!"

Mo Zhongqian shouted all the way and was led out of the hall of the Hanging Sword Division by Han Feng's ears, and before going out, Mo Zhongqian looked at his four guards with the expression of a bullied kitten and puppy, hoping to be rescued......

However, the four royal guards who had been entrusted by Jun Huai put on a look of watching their noses and noses, pretending not to hear anything.

"Ming 14! Ming 17!"

The voice of the third prince gradually approached wailing......

"Don't be fourteen or seventeen, you are now the boss of this Hanging Sword Division~ There is no row ~"

Han Feng's movements were simple and direct, and he directly brought out the poor third prince.

When Han Feng was still a young man in society, Han Feng had a set of wonderful tips for dealing with bear children - fighting.

smashed my figurine—beaten, tore mine—beaten, overturned my coffee table—spanked, yelled, and beaten—directly punched my skull.

Even if it's okay to see it, you can also pull it over and clean it up...... Anyway, it's hitting the kids on a rainy day - idle is idle.

All the bear children who have incorrect views and are lawless can be summed up in one reason - the lack of social beatings.

Of course, the status of the third prince is noble, and Han Feng can't apply his own logic directly to him, otherwise, when this matter reaches the emperor's ears, he estimates that the next day because his left foot is advanced in the gate of the Hanging Sword Division, he will be pressed into the heavenly prison by the imperial court to count the mold......

Carrying the third prince, regardless of his shouting all the way, Han Feng led him to the corner of the Hanging Sword Division.

A wooden hut sits silently here.

Three or two old men in gray robes went in and out with big brooms.

"It's okay~It's here~"

Han Feng let go of Mo Zhongqian's ears and nodded with satisfaction.

Mo Zhongqian looked at the gray scene here, his heart was full of disgust and doubts, these emotions overshadowed his anger towards Han Feng, and subconsciously asked:

"Where is this?"

Han Feng tidied up the clothes on his body very formally, and solemnly introduced to Mo Zhongqian:

"Friend, you don't know this, this is the cleaning room in the north of the Hanging Sword Division, and it is an important place to keep the inside of the Hanging Sword Division as clean as new~"

Although Mo Zhongqian was stubborn and untamable, his brain was not stupid at all, and seeing the scene here, he had a premonition about Han Feng's thoughts, took a step back, and looked at Han Feng with a wary face:

"What the hell do you want to do?"

"In my hometown, there is a kind of punitive reform called labor reform, and I have always believed that it is true. Han Feng's palm exuded eight colors of circulation, and a powerful aura continued to emanate, "The monarch asks me to restrain the three princes, and wants me to create a healthy and good new personality for the three princes, I think labor reform is a good method, please sweep the ground for two months first~"

"Just kidding, how can this Royal Highness leave the country for the three princes and the future prince of the country, how can you sweep the floor for you in your little sword hanging division?"

Mo Zhongqian said as he angrily punched Han Feng.

This punch was magnificent, with a hazy and illusory red gold dragon shadow, obviously not leaving any hands.

Mo Zhongqian is the third prince who left the country, no matter how stubborn he is, he has reached the peak of the nine grades under the accumulation of a large number of resources and martial arts, and this punch really wants to hit an ordinary person, that is, a life.

Passing by, Han Feng really didn't intend to get used to him, slowly raised his hand, and conjured up eight colors of Zhou Liu's true qi, and stopped Mo Zhongqian's red gold fist shadow with an understatement.

Then eight true qi chains of different colors spoke, and the young man's arm extended into his body, turning into unbreakable true qi chains, sealing Mo Zhongqian's dantian.

The third prince only felt that the internal breath in his body was stagnant, and he lost all his strength and martial arts......

"You, what did you do to me?"

Mo Zhongqian began to panic a little, glaring at Han Feng angrily.

Han Feng shrugged his shoulders casually and said, "The third prince is not bad at martial arts, if you don't temporarily seal your martial arts, how can you be relieved to sweep the ground?"

After speaking, Han Feng shouted towards the wooden hut in front of him: "Uncle Zhang, come out soon, see what good things I brought you~"

An old man in a gray robe hurriedly walked out of the room with a wooden broom, and saw Han Feng with a smile on his face.

"It turns out that you are here, what kind of good things do you want to give to the old decay?"

Han Feng pointed at Mo Zhongqian:

"Then, this little brother with good facial features and a well-proportioned figure can call him Xiao Mo, it will be your start in the future, you take him to familiarize yourself with the sweeping process, and help him cultivate his self-cultivation by the way~"

"It's not that I said, you're really looking for the right person, Lao Zhang, when I used to be a guard, I was the best at training people, and I brought the newcomers...... All of them are good guys~"

Uncle Zhang smiled gently.

"That's a good feeling, I'll leave this matter to you~ I'll come to see him again after a while~"

Han Feng nodded in satisfaction, then turned around and left.

Mo Zhongqian watched Han Feng walk away, his eyes widened and he was about to catch up.

"Han Feng, you bastard, how dare you?"

However, before he could chase him out, Mo Zhongqian was pulled by Uncle Zhang's shoulder.

Mo Zhongqian, whose skills were restrained, couldn't move under the old Jianghu palm of Uncle Zhang.

"Eh~Xiao Mo, how can you say this about the main thing~"

Uncle Zhang said bitterly.

"What are you arguing about, old thing?"

Mo Zhongqian wanted to slap Uncle Zhang in the face with his backhand, but the slap that lost his internal strength couldn't hit anyone at all.

However, Uncle Zhang saw that the kid had a very hot temper, and smashed a backhand broom on his head, knocking him all over the head.

"You stinky boy, you don't know how to respect the elderly, it seems that I have to teach you a good lesson!"

As he spoke, Uncle Zhang dragged Mo Zhongqian away.

......

Han Feng returned to the Hall of the Hanging Sword Division again, and Xu Can and Liu Minghua had not yet recovered from Han Feng's wave of operations.

Liu Minghua gently patted Han Feng's shoulder and asked softly:

"The Three Princes...... How's it going?"

"Who is that, four friends, the third prince I have already made proper arrangements, you don't need to follow him for the time being, just maneuver in the Hanging Sword Division~"

Han Feng first waved his hand at the four black-robed guards, and then looked at Liu Minghua,

"We don't have to worry about the affairs of the three princes, let's think about how to deal with the Feng family first~ If we can't deal with the sky with our own hands, it's good that we can take the Feng family to the end~"

Xu Can frowned: "How can the Feng family say that it is also a century-old family in Yunchen Capital, and with the support of King Qi behind it, I'm afraid it's not so easy to deal with, right?"

"Then don't worry~" Han Feng grinned, "I have a bold plan~"

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