Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Prelude to the Fall of the Mori Family

Song Baijiao lowered his head in contemplation, and the expression on his face changed constantly. Suddenly, as if he had figured out a certain joint, he raised his head and roared: "Sen Wenping, you despicable villain, you dare to deceive me, I want to destroy your Sen family." ”

Song Baijiao was so angry in his heart, his brother died, and he was full of blood, so he actually believed Sen Wenping's words. took many good brothers in the gang to Dingnan Mansion, but the defeat of the counter-killing was especially defeated, and the whole army was almost wiped out. However, this matter has nothing to do with the other party, it is caused by his own mistakes. There was nowhere to vent the fire in his heart, and suddenly with a "poof", he was angry, spit out a mouthful of essence blood, his face was pale, and he was already holding back internal injuries.

Raising his dim eyes to look at Duan Xing, Song Baijiao sighed lightly: "Today's matter is that I Song Baijiao is wrong, I cheekily beg Your Excellency to spare my life, and when I go to Xunsen's family to take revenge, I will come here to take the blame." ”

Looking at Song Baijiao, who was a hero in his twilight, he recalled the face full of confidence and momentum when he took off his scarf in the prince's mansion. Now in comparison, it is like two people. In just half an hour, a person has changed so much, Duan Xing's understanding of life has deepened, and his mood has improved a little.

The innate realm diaphragm, which could only be broken through in about three years, seemed to have some signs of loosening. Duan Xing was sad or joyless, looked at Song Baijiao in front of him, and said lightly: "This king has promised you before, if your answer satisfies this king, this king will let you live." ”

Duan Xing glanced down at his wound, raised his head and said to Song Baijiao: "How you want to take revenge, this king doesn't care, but leave Sen Wenping to this king, and this king will personally kill him." ”

Song Baijiao gritted his teeth and said, "Okay!" turned around and left, the other party's subordinates showed mercy and spared their lives. It is rare to give yourself a chance to take revenge. I don't have the right to bargain with the other party anymore, so I should stay where I am, so it's better to go back and mobilize manpower and take revenge first. As a giant, Song Baijiao still has this decision.

also blamed Song Baijiao himself, after receiving Sen Wenping's flying pigeon transmission, he didn't verify the many loopholes in the letter, so he hurriedly brought someone over, and missed the person sent by Sen Rong to explain. By the time the people sent by Sen Rong arrived at the Long Whale Gang, Song Baijiao had already left with people for many days.

Duan Xing looked at Song Baijiao's distant back, and had an illusion, as if he saw an arrogant dragon withering, and even the image slowly faded until it gradually disappeared. sighed in his heart: "This person's fighting spirit has disappeared, if he can't regain his confidence, this life will be ruined." ”

The True Qi in the body, which had just become more abundant because it had just absorbed a large amount of internal force, overflowed from the dantian and began to impact all parts of Duan Xing's body, and the feeling of swelling and tingling followed.

Duan Xing went all out to run the "Pure Yang Supreme Gong", trying to control and appease the true qi of this dantian, but the effect was very small. I wanted to disperse, but I was a little reluctant. Perform the method under your feet, go directly back to the Prince's Mansion, and prepare to retreat and study it well.

Day 2.

Sen Gongzi was in a very good mood today, and he passed the book to the Long Whale Gang Flying Pigeon before his father, and put all the responsibility on Duan Xing's shoulders. It is said that Duan Xing took a fancy to the county lord of Yila, how he turned into a brave man, and in order to protect his beloved princess and the big demon king Duan Xing, he started a singing and crying battle.

In this battle, Song Baijiao's younger brother died heroically in order to protect himself from being killed by the Great Demon King Duan Xing. Seeing the brothers sacrifice for themselves, Song Baijiao's small universe exploded, stimulating the potential of his whole body, defeating the Great Demon King Duan Xing and saving the beautiful princess.

The warrior Sen Wenping later found the cave of the Great Demon King to kill the Demon King, only to know that the other party was actually the prince. But the brothers who sacrificed their lives for the princess and to protect themselves resolutely attacked each other, and then retreated with serious injuries.

There are many loopholes in this letter, and Sen Wenping himself is not sure that he can make Song Baijiao believe it. What is surprising is that Song Baijiao's reply is simple and clear: "The virtuous nephew can recuperate from his injuries with peace of mind, and his uncle will handle this matter." ”

After Song Baijiao arrived at the ground, he was angry that Sen Rong did not tell him about his brother's death in time, so he did not pass by Sen Mansion. just sent his subordinates to send a message to Sen Wenping, saying that he would do it tonight, and then he hid. After preparing to clean up Duan Xing, he will come to the door to ask Sen Rongxing for his guilt.

"Even if you are the crown prince, you are not going to end up in a tragic death under the wisdom of Young Master Ben. Senwen thought proudly.

After more than half a month, the county lord of Ira has been trained by Sen Wenping to obey, and when he meets, he kneels on the ground and shouts "master", and all the tricks that he can think of and can't think of have been played by Sen Wenping. The story of the brave man who protected the princess and fought the demon prince was also taught to the lord of Ira. Secretly, he wiped out a few of the Samurai of the Mori family who survived that day.

Feeling that he had exhausted his last resort, Sen Gongzi, who had decided everything, was wearing a brand-new robe, holding a fan in his hand, followed by five or six doglegs, shaking his head and preparing to go to the street to inquire about the news of the prince's mansion.

Before he got out of the courtyard gate, the gate of Sen's house slammed and fell apart. A flying wooden board just smashed into the unprepared Mori Gongmi. Mori Gongzi vomited blood and retreated, and the doglegs behind hurriedly came to help Sen Gongzi.

"Sen Rong, you bastard, get out of here. and your son Sen Wenping, who should be cut with a thousand cuts, Lao Tzu wants you to be unable to survive or die. The smoke and dust dissipated, revealing the figure of Song Baijiao, followed by the four black-clothed men who survived the battle of the Prince's Mansion.

Holding one of Sen Gongzi's legs, he took a step forward, pointed at Sen Rongkai and scolded: "Where did the dog come from, dare to come to Sen Mansion to make trouble?"

The dogleg only cared about showing his loyalty, and he didn't notice that Sen Wenping behind him was already pale and trembling because he saw the person coming.

For many years, no one dared to point their noses and scold themselves, Song Baijiao's eyes suddenly glared at the dog's legs.

As soon as he came into contact with Song Baijiao's gaze, the dog's legs were immediately robbed of momentum, and his legs were weak in fright, and his heart was until: "Mom, who is this person, his eyes are too scary, I'm going to finish, help!"

Although Song Baijiao's skill fell to the realm of the early stage of a first-class master, his perception of martial arts and the use of essence and spirit were not lost at all. Under the angry glare, the dog's legs had no skills, and they were killed in seconds.

Just like the Changbanqiao back then, Zhang Fei shouted: "Yanren Zhang Yide is here, who dares to fight to the death." The sound was like a huge thunder, and he shouted three times in succession, scaring Cao General Xiahou Jie to death, and scared Cao Cao and the generals to run west together, and countless people abandoned their guns and helmets.

Zhang Fei roared, roaring out not only of momentum, but also of skill, those with low skill could not bear it, and if they were light, they would be robbed of momentum and lose the opportunity. The most important thing is that since then, a shadow has been imprinted in his heart, even if his skills are deeper than the other party in the future, he will subconsciously think that if he fights, he will inevitably lose. What's more, he was scared stupidly, or was scared to death on the spot like Xia Houjie.

A black-clothed man standing behind Song Baijiao grinned and said, "Helper, isn't that the boy from the Sen family we are looking for?" After speaking, he unfolded his body and grabbed Sen Wenping.

When passing by the dog leg who scolded Song Baijiao before, he stopped, grabbed the other party's neck, and threw it in front of Song Baijiao, and the dog leg fell to the ground in a large shape.

After such a delay, Master Neva, the guest secretary of the Sen family, rushed from the back hall and volleyed a "Tuo Great Compassion Palm" into the air, hitting the big man who stretched out his hand to grab Sen Wenping. shouted: "The donor keeps people,"

The big man looked up at Neva and said, "Where did the bald donkey come from, dare to disturb the uncle's business." The hand that grabbed Xiang Sen Wenping retracted and made a move: "Bison Collapse Fist" and Neva made a move in the air.

The two sides had similar skills, Neva had air superiority, but they fell on the spot, but the big man was beaten back three steps.

"Old bald donkey, you are looking for death!" the big man's eyes were furious, and with a loud roar, he threw himself at Neva. Dahan was depressed in his heart, and yesterday he followed the gang leader to attack the prince's mansion at night, and was beaten by Duan Xing and fled in all directions. I came to catch a kid today, I thought I would be able to capture it, but I didn't expect to kill a monk halfway, and my lungs were really going to be blown up.