If the most heavily guarded place in the world is the palace of the Heavenly Spirit Dynasty, then the second most heavily guarded place in the world is the Prime Minister's Mansion. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although Wang Cheng, the old prime minister of the three dynasties, is not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, he can be an official in front of three generations of kings, no matter what it is, there must be countless people who have offended, but he can live to his old age, relying not only on his wisdom, but also on this ironclad prime minister's mansion.

In a simple and simple study, fine sandalwood is burning in the sandalwood burner.

There are few study facilities, there are four treasures of the study on a desk, and in addition to a rattan chair, there is only a birdcage by the window in front of the desk, which is empty.

Wang Cheng, a veteran of the Three Dynasties, walked into the study, looked at the fine rice paper and wolf hair on the case, and couldn't help rubbing his hands, as if he couldn't wait to show his calligraphy.

Smelling the sandalwood and slowly settling down, then began to grind the ink, lifting the wolf's hair, and waving the ink on the rice paper.

The pure white carrier pigeon flew down in the cage in front of the case, and the gray-haired old prime minister was writing handsome fonts on rice paper.

The carrier pigeon stopped, Wang Cheng was unmoved, he didn't even blink his eyes, just stared at the plain white rice paper, and the wolf in his hand swept across the huge rice paper like flowing water.

Disorderly!

On the square rice paper, a garbled character appeared in front of you.

Wang Cheng put down the wolf in his hand, looked at the big characters on the rice paper, and shook his head slightly, I don't know if he was dissatisfied with the messy words, or because the softly dropped carrier pigeon affected his mood and couldn't fully write the chaotic artistic conception and was unhappy.

The old man stared at the words, which were better than countless calligraphers, and then picked up the rice paper, crumpled it into a ball, and discarded it on the desk very casually.

It wasn't until all this was done that Wang Cheng looked at the white carrier pigeon parked in the cage, took off the bamboo tube at the pigeon's feet, and took out a secret letter.

There aren't many words on it, but it's shocking enough.

After reading the secret letter with only ten figures, Wang Cheng raised his eyes and looked at the sky outside the window.

Wang Cheng sighed lightly.

"It's time to come after all!"

Wang Cheng didn't stay any longer, he opened the sandalwood burner, threw the secret letter into the furnace casually, and then quietly walked out of the study.

Only the crumpled gibberish was still lying on the desk.

If the Prime Minister's Mansion located in the northwest corner is completely impregnable, then the guards of the National Pillar Mansion facing the Prime Minister's Mansion in the southeast of the Lingdu are commonplace.

On the martial arts arena with a radius of only a few tens of zhang, there are eighteen kinds of weapons displayed around, swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, and Feng Zhaoran, a national pillar in a strong suit, walked to the center of the martial arts arena, and did not put the best weapons in his eyes at all, Feng Zhaoran stood still, and then in the eyes of the surrounding rivers and lakes, he punched, the speed was extremely slow, and he didn't even bring a slight fist style.

Among the eighteen people in the rivers and lakes outside the martial arts arena, which one is not a master of each one, whether it is a famous man with a sword or a master of internal boxing, in their eyes, Feng Zhaoran's boxing is very poor.

It was so bad that even the disciples of their disciples could knock this Guozhu Lord to the ground with a single punch.

Feng Zhaoran did not shy away from the eyes of the eighteen people outside the court, and still punched slowly, and then, raised his legs, kicked out lightly, very ordinary, very weak kicks, ordinary people may be able to kick a little leg strength, but under Feng Zhaoran's feet, he couldn't see any leg strength.

Eighteen people stared at Feng Zhaoran like this, and as the sun set, Feng Zhaoran slowly played tea in front of everyone.

Then lift your palm, take a deep breath, drop your palm, and exhale.

Feng Zhaoran, who finished punching, smiled and looked at the eighteen celebrities outside the court.

"You're wondering why I want you here. ”

"Don't hide it from the national pillar, we and other people in the rivers and lakes can't be compared with the national pillar, but the national pillar asked us to enter the house, I think it's definitely not to watch the national pillar boxing. A middle-aged man with a long sword bowed.

"Actually, I just asked you to come and see me boxing. Feng Zhaoran smiled, he looked at the eighteen people standing outside the martial arts arena, shook his head and said.

"Then we're done, can we leave?" said one of them. They were invited by Feng Zhaoran with an iron horse, so they were naturally displeased, could it be that they were invited to come just to watch Guozhu play a set of boxing techniques that did not enter the stream at all?

"Everyone, don't be impatient, I invite you to come, I do invite you to watch the boxing, but I hope you can give me a hand. Feng Zhaoran looked at the eighteen people outside the field.

"Hehe, joke!" the guy who asked if he could leave was cheerful, snorting coldly.

Guozhu Feng Zhaoran is notorious, on the rivers and lakes, no one knows, no one knows, who will die for him?

"As for me, my reputation is really not good, but what about you?" Feng Zhaoran asked rhetorically.

Everyone didn't expect Feng Zhaoran to say this, and they were speechless for a while.

"You, Cangyun Xianhe Zhang Yunzhong, is just a bandit, although your hand is quite good, but your reputation is very good? Feng Zhaoran pointed to the guy who was talking.

Zhang Yunzhong knew what he had done, he did all kinds of evil things, and he killed no less than three digits. Hearing this, his complexion changed slightly.

"And you, skinny monkey, don't look at you little man, but how many people have you poisoned? Feng Zhaoran then pointed to a dwarf who was no more than three feet long.

......

The eighteen people outside the venue were still clamoring to leave, but after Feng Zhaoran pointed out what they had done one by one, they were all speechless.

"I know that you are unhappy, and I forced you, but I can tell you, even if I don't force you, you have to do things for me obediently, because I can control your life and death. Feng Zhaoran's body was spurted out with a fierce superior momentum.

Everyone who had already been caught felt the pressure that Feng Zhaoran brought to them.

That's the pressure of staying at a high level for a long time.

"If you weren't a pillar of the country, you would be nothing at all with that unscrupulous iron horse. Cangyun Xianhe, Zhang Yunzhong, pointed at Feng Zhaoran under pressure and said.

"Yes, if it's just you, even if it's ten combined, I can kill you, and you want me to do things for you, unless you can defeat me. ”

"Yes, with your unruly boxing just now, we can easily defeat you by any person. ”

......

After hearing Zhang Yunzhong's words, everyone echoed them.

Under the eyes of the national pillar Feng Zhaoran, he swept by, and everyone avoided retreating, not daring to look directly at him.

"Do you really want to defeat me?" Feng Zhaoran asked everyone with a smile.

"If you really want to, then come on, if you can defeat me, then you can go back today, of course, if you can kill me, then I won't say anything, just treat it as if you are doing it for the martial arts." Feng Zhaoran continued.

Everyone didn't expect Feng Zhaoran to say this, and they were puzzled in their hearts. The weapon in the hand is clenched. But no one dared to be this bird.

"However, if you lose, hehe, I just need you to do one thing, go to the Northwest Wilderness, and kill someone for me!"

"Okay!" Zhang Yunzhong knew that today's battle was inevitable, so why not kill him? Anyway, just that set of punches just now, let alone him, even if anyone in the field can easily kill Feng Zhaoran, even if he is not killed, but it shouldn't be a problem to take him down.

"In that case, then you can go up together. Feng Zhaoran waved his hand, as if he didn't care about the eighteen people who had already itched.

Hearing this, the eighteen people moved, each using their own means, and went towards Feng Zhao.

The guards standing outside the martial arts arena stood conscientiously, not moving at all, but there was pity in his eyes, he was merciful to the eighteen people, in just three days, this is the seventh batch, a group of unlucky Jianghu people.

......

Guozhu Feng Zhaoran looked at the people who fell to the ground and stared at him with wide eyes: "You lose, I just want you to go to the Northwest Wilderness to kill someone for me, his name is Dada." ”

Feng Zhaoran left after saying this.

Before leaving the martial arts field, Feng Zhaoran secretly said in his heart that seven batches of people should be enough.

In fact, as early as three days ago, Guozhu Feng Zhaoran received news about the battle situation in the Northwest Wilderness.

And the battle report from the official road did not reach the spiritual capital until this moment.

A horse passed under the two gilded characters in Lingdu and went straight to the imperial city.

In the imperial study, His Majesty the Emperor was watching the beautiful woman dance.

When the battle report came, His Majesty the Emperor didn't even mean to turn it over.

Until the end of the song, the woman danced again, and the gentle dance of the long sword made His Majesty the Emperor, who was enjoying all this beauty, smile again.

The emperor, who had seen a lot of beautiful women, was conquered by this peerless woman.

"What's your name?" asked His Majesty the Emperor when the sword danced.

"Little girl Wanjun, it is a little woman's luck to be able to dance for Your Majesty. Wanjun held the sword in his right hand, put his left hand on the back of his right hand, placed it on his waist, and bowed his head in salute.

"Good, good!" the emperor couldn't help but lick his lips as he looked at the jade-like beauty.

It wasn't until Wanjun retreated that His Majesty the Emperor noticed the eunuch who was already standing beside him.

"Your Majesty, there is a war report from the Northwest Wilderness......"

"The Northwest Wilderness? That is the station of the Xu Zi Battalion, could it be that the Xu Zi Battalion wiped out the vanguard battalion of the domain army?" His Majesty the Emperor was in a very good mood.

"This ...... Back to Your Majesty, extinguished is extinguished, but ......"

"Haha, it's a good wow......" Before the eunuch could finish speaking, His Majesty the Emperor rushed to say, and then laughed, as if something had happened that was worthy of his excitement.

"Your Majesty, in the battle between the Xu Zi Battalion and the domain army, a demon girl appeared in the domain army, and then the domain army actually fought to the death with the Xu Zi Battalion, General Zhang Zhiyuan of the Xu Zi Battalion was killed in battle, and the Xu Zi Battalion was almost completely wiped out!"

In the entire imperial study, not long after the dance Ji Wanjun retreated, only the emperor and the eunuch were left, the eunuch knelt on the ground, and after hearing the news of the destruction of Xu Ziying, His Majesty the Emperor, who was laughing heartily, instantly turned cold.

However, what the eunuch expected did not happen.

"Hurry up, you said Zhang Zhiyuan is dead?" the emperor seemed to be a little excited, walked up to the eunuch, helped him up, and asked with a look of hope.

The eunuch took out the battle report from the wild land in the northwest from his cuffs.

The emperor quickly took the battle report from the eunuch's hand, and stood on the report with only ten figures.

In the wilderness of the northwest, the demon girl was shocked, the feudal army changed, Zhang Zhiyuan died, and the Xu Ziying was defeated and almost completely destroyed.

"Haha, it's a good death, it's a good death!" the emperor held the battle report, seemingly excited about Zhang Zhiyuan's death.

The eunuch was in a cold sweat on the side.

Fifty years ago, Xu Chuan, a flying halberd, led 3,000 men and horses, according to the feudal army in the northwest wilderness, since then, Xu Zi Battalion was established!

Now, in the wilderness of the northwest, a demon girl has appeared, and the Xu Ziying camp is almost completely wiped out!

I'm afraid this will be a thunderbolt tomorrow morning, the eunuch said surely in his heart.