Ji Ruochen suddenly saw that the general was so kind and pleasant, although he didn't have much experience in the world, but after a little thought, he understood the general's intentions, that is, he was extremely angry, and he wanted to kill all his nine clans as revenge, so he smiled and said, "Do you think you can go back alive today?"

"Bold!", "presumptuous!" The guards next to him shouted and cursed, and they waited to rush up. As soon as the general raised his hand, the guards immediately shut down, and it seemed that they were well-trained and had extremely strict military discipline.

The general's eyes were like wolves, from top to bottom, and from bottom to top, sweeping over Ji Ruochen's body, and suddenly laughed and said: "Is it just that you have enough true yuan to build a foundation?" Or is it because I am clumsy and can't see that you are actually hidden?"

Without waiting for Ji Ruochen to answer, a scribe walked out of the private room and sneered: "The general is not mistaken, this kid does only have the Tao of building a foundation, but he is just faster and stronger. However, it is not known who he was trained from. It's not difficult, I'll know when I try his skills. At that time, I should gather my fellow disciples and destroy this arrogant boy's master!"

The scribe's face was full of arrogance, his eyes fell on Ji Ruochen obliquely, and he took a few steps forward to make a move. But his eyes were aimed at the general, both to stand in front of the soldiers and to please the general.

Ji Ruochen saw it and seemed to have an understanding in his heart. Although he has truly entered the world when he is out of the Prime Minister's Mansion today, he has also seen and realized too many things, and it seems that the subtleties and subtleties of human feelings are no shallower than any three halal tips.

At this time, a sound of footsteps sounded, and several palace guards in red robes and bronze armor with ghost head knives on their waists ran upstairs and shouted: "The palace guards are on errands, put down their weapons, otherwise they will be killed!" It turned out that the more Wang Shizi of Luoyang thought about it, the more he felt that the consequences were serious, and he hurriedly ignored Wanyi's opposition and sent the guards over, hoping that he could catch up and not let Yuanyi be too seriously injured.

The guards shook out their identities violently, who knew that the name of stomping and shaking three times on weekdays not only did not stop the people upstairs, but several soldiers moved their feet and surrounded these guards faintly. Looking at the soldiers' bright knife edges, wolf-like eyes, and undisguised murderous aura, the arrogance of the palace guards disappeared immediately. The clever one wanted to quietly retreat downstairs, but under the gaze of these wolf-like soldiers, he didn't dare to move a little, and couldn't help but cry out in secret. These guards have two kung fu skills, but what kind of kung fu does it take to oppress the good and harass the people? They have been comfortable for a long time, and they are paired with the murderous Northland soldiers, and they are immediately separated.

The general smiled lowly, a hint of anger flashed on his face, and said, "Kill my brother, is it so easy?"

When the captain of the guard saw it, he pointed at his long knife and shouted: "Where did the idlers dare to pretend to be palace guards?

Several soldiers immediately stepped forward, and in the flicker of their swords, they had already cut off the heads of the three palace guards. The remaining two palace guards did not wait for the soldiers to make a move, and they were so frightened that they sat down on the ground, and a smell of urine came out.

A human head rolled in front of Yang Yuanyi, and the pungent bloody aura made her little face white. But the little girl was so bold that she picked up her skirt and kicked the head at the general.

When the scribe saw this, he didn't wait for the general to speak, so he took a step forward and said viciously: "It's all the trouble caused by you little slut, this time I won't catch you outside the plug, sell you to the Hu people as slaves, let you be ridden by barbarians every day, it's really cheap for you!"

After the cruel words were finished, the scribe took another big step forward, and chanted a mantra in his mouth, and several green lights flashed around him. He took out another talisman, formed a sword finger with two fingers on his left hand, and a faint flame ignited on his fingers, and snorted through the rune paper, and the rune paper immediately burned. The scribe's mouth is reciting a bondage spell, and the charm in his hand is a flame heart-seeking charm, he wants to use two purposes, both to capture Yang Yuanyi and destroy Ji Ruochen. Everyone in the world knows that casting the Dao method requires calming the mind and gathering energy, and being able to cast two spells at the same time shows that he has a meticulous control over the Dao method, which is not common.

The general's brows furrowed slightly, but he did not stop him, but let the scribe do it.

The talisman was half burned, but Ji Ruochen didn't move, and the disdain in the scribe's eyes became even stronger. "As soon as the Flame Talisman is fired, it will ignite a heart fire in your heart vein, and then burn your heart veins and die, you should be an ordinary fire talisman, can you flash through it with your movements?" the scribe thought with a sneer.

As soon as the rune paper burned, it turned to ashes in an instant. In the blink of an eye, the Flame Seeking Talisman had burned to the end of the talisman, and the flames on the scribe's fingers turned a faint red, which was a precursor to the imminent activation of the talisman.

At this moment, a flower suddenly appeared in front of the scribe's eyes, and Ji Ruochen, who was ten steps away, had somehow arrived in front of him! Seeing Ji Ruochen's expressionless eyes, the scribe shouted in his heart that it was not good, but now the spell was like an arrow on the string, and he had to send it.

Ji Ruochen's movements were gentle, and he refused to use half of his extra strength, holding the scribe's wrist, folding it at will, and then slamming his hand with burning rune paper into his own mouth. Whether it was the Flame Heart-Seeking Spell or the Bondage Charm, they were all blocked in the scribe's belly.

The true yuan flames in his abdomen rushed wildly, and the scribe's face immediately turned purple, and he whined in his throat, but his entire right hand was deeply inserted into his mouth, and where could he pull it out for a while?

Ji Ruochen let go of his hand and took a step back. At this moment, he suddenly sensed a little chill in his vest! Ji Ruochen was in a fugue day and night, how keen his spiritual sense was, he immediately knew that what he sensed was only a little murderous aura of the attacker, and as for the true yuan or strong wind, he couldn't sense it at all, this sneak attacker's Taoism was definitely not low, and he could be called a master when he concealed the enemy.

Ji Ruochen didn't dodge, but swung his backhand back. His arm was as soft as boneless, and all the pitiful bits of true yuan in his body were transported to his fingertips, so the two fingers in the middle of the food popped out inch-long nails, flashing with a blue light, looking incomparably sharp. Although Ji Ruochen didn't look back, he was used to identifying his surroundings with his divine sense, and there was little difference between seeing and not looking, and this backhand grabbed the throat of the attacker.

With a soft snort, a shining blade protruded from Ji Ruochen's chest, the blade was thick and sharp, it was the Northern Land Chopping Knife.

was hit by a fatal knife, but Ji Ruochen didn't seem to be aware of it, and his backhand grabbed and castrated even more sharply! In fact, he had no entity, let alone a knife, even if one hundred and eighty knives pierced through his body, it would have no effect on him at all. Just when the castration was about to end, his left hand suddenly stretched out, which was by no means a movement that a living person could make, and it was also unexpected by the attacker, so with a little warmth coming from his fingertips, Ji Ruochen knew that the five fingers had caught the attacker's throat. He didn't hesitate, his five fingers popped out sharp nails, and he grabbed it fiercely!

The attacker was by no means mediocre, and when the sudden change occurred, he shouted loudly, but he forcibly stopped the momentum, but took a step back, avoiding Ji Ruochen's grasp of the gold piercing stone. And his eyesight is even better, a knife stabbed into the known Ji Ruochen's body, and he stopped drinking again at the moment, and a majestic true yuan passed to the horse chopping knife, and the whole long knife immediately emitted a blazing brilliance!

Most of Ji Ruochen's body was still nothing, and he was not slashed by ordinary swords, but the sword gang that was purely made of the monk's true yuan hurt him even more, and the attacker even injected the murderous aura into the true yuan, and the generated sword gang was even more fierce and ruthless. Ji Ruochen's true yuan was actually extremely weak at this moment, and when he was rushed by the sword, not only the true flame in the mountains and rivers was dark, but even the purple lotus in Futian also shook it.

The two of them exchanged fire only in the electric light and stone fire, and they were separated by a single touch.

Ji Ruochen took a step forward with the momentum, and Fang slowly turned around, his attitude was calm, like a leisurely walk. He looked up and saw that the attacker was the general. The sword in the general's hand is still uncertain, and it seems that not only is there cultivation in the body, but also the way far surpasses that of the scribe who is still struggling on the ground.

Ji Ruochen flicked his five fingers, flicked the blood and flesh on his fingertips, and said lightly: "The general has killed a lot." ”

The contempt on the general's face at this moment was gone, but the awe-inspiring killing intent was even stronger, and the entire floor seemed to float with a faint bloody aura. He stared at Ji Ruochen and said, "You are more injured than me." ”

The skin on the general's throat was open, the blood was dripping, and the skin and flesh were torn off by Ji Ruochen, which looked terrifying, but in fact it was just some skin trauma, which was just a trivial matter for a person like him who had a deep true element.

The general sneered, slowly raised the saber in his hand, and said, "You are young, but you are still a little bold. Okay, let General Ben send you on your way!"

Under the right blow, the general had already discovered that although Ji Ruochen's origin was strange and his movements were as fast as a ghost, his true yuan was weak, and he was far from being his opponent. No matter how fast Ji Ruochen moves, he can keep up with it, after all, the true yuan is the foundation of everything.

Ji Ruochen's sleeves suddenly flew out, wrapped up the heads of the two pro-soldiers beside him, and suddenly became energetic, but when he heard two snaps, flesh and bones burst out in all directions, which was regarded as an answer to the general.

General Rao is city is extremely deep, and his beard trembled with anger at the moment, and the true yuan was surging like a tide, constantly injecting into the horse chopping knife, seeing that the knife was getting brighter, and a cyan pattern actually floated in the blade. This knife is cut out, and if it is not done well, it will directly destroy Ji Ruochen's elixir Futian.

Ji Ruochen was as still as water, staring at the general's eyes steadily, and the general's sharp gaze had no effect on him at all.

The general took a deep breath, like a long whale absorbing water, endlessly, and the rich murderous aura couldn't help but gush out of his body!

The moment the murderous aura climbed to the peak, the general's eyes were shining, and with a long groan of the slashing knife, he was about to be cut off on the head!

At this critical moment, a sudden call sounded: "General Shi!"

This call came too suddenly, the sound was like a bell, and it suddenly broke the general's name, and it happened that when his momentum had just risen to its peak, the fright was not small! General Shi only felt a stagnation in his chest, and a mouthful of blood gushed up in his throat. His body shook for a moment, and then he steadied, and in a mixture of anger, he turned his head to look at the staircase.

Whether this general's surname is Shi or Zhao, Yu Ruochen has nothing to do with it, anyway, he knows almost nothing about the story of this dynasty. Therefore when the bark came, he barked as a dog, and was unmoved.

Before the screaming stopped, a tall and agile middle-aged scribe burst out of the stairs, but looking at his red face and full of energy, he knew that he had lived a prosperous life recently.

This scribe was born with a dignified appearance, and after just one stop, there was an indescribable and unclear momentum, which was the prime minister's mansion in the west.

Ji Tianxia was unaware of the murderous aura all around him, hugged his fist at the general, and said with a long smile: "It turned out to be the first fierce general under the command of Lord Shi An Lushan An of the Three Towns Festival, General Shi Siming Shi! I just don't know why General Shi didn't get together with his family during the New Year, but came to Luoyang instead?"

Shi Siming's face was full of black anger, and he couldn't tell who this guy who suddenly appeared was sacred, so he asked with a suppressed temperament: "Who is Mr."

Ji Tianxia stroked his beard and smiled: "It's just a cloth cloth next to Xiangye, it's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning!" But today's matter has something to do with Xiangye, so he rushed here on his own initiative to persuade General Shi to return to Saibei as soon as possible. Luoyang is bitterly cold, frostbite is not good for soldiers, and it is even worse for General Shi to freeze. ”

Hearing him say this, Shi Siming's face was solemn, and his heart was uncertain. Xiang Ye has a cloth cloth around him, such a personal staff can talk to Yang Guozhong from time to time, but it is much more important than a series of idle petty officials. How could such a character suddenly come here? Anyway, there was not much time for the conflict in the building from beginning to end, and if he had rushed all the way from the Prime Minister's Mansion, he would have just been in time. Could it be that this matter is really related to Yang Guozhong? Moreover, this scribe spoke inscrutablely, pointing at himself, and faintly pointing out the soldiers outside the city, if he said that he did not have the means to follow behind, Shi Siming himself would not believe it.

Shi Siming has commanded the army for many years, he is a ruthless and decisive character, his eyes are on Ji Ruochen, Ji Tianxia and Yang Yuanyi, and he shouts deeply: "Let's go!" Then he flew up, kicked down half of the wall, jumped out directly, and landed on the back of a war horse, whipped but listened to the sound of hooves outside the building like thunder, and went all the way.

More than ten guards were divided into three teams, one team was broken, one team collected the body, and the other team followed Shi Siming, with clear layers and good order.

The Northern Army left like a whirlwind, Yang Yuanyi couldn't stay in this non-trivial place for long, after the people involved left, the Xiangfu guards who came later sealed the building and cleaned up, cleaned up the relevant traces, and threatened the shopkeeper fiercely, ordering him not to reveal a word. The second lady was taken into the room by a reckless man, no matter how long it was, no matter whether there was anything or not, as long as the news came out, it would be a big scandal. Such a major event, if Yang Guozhong knew about it, it would be possible to destroy the mouths of everyone present.

Yang Yuanyi was frightened and was escorted back to the house by his own Xiangfu guards. The poetry and wine conference on the upper floor of Deyue also ended hastily, and a group of people waited for Zhang Huang to leave, and the birds and beasts were scattered. Ji Tianxia was not in a hurry, and prepared a carriage, pulled Ji Ruochen into the car, and walked slowly and leisurely towards the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Ji Ruochen said very little, and almost didn't say a word all day, which the world already knew. Fortunately, he gave it to his eloquence, and now he talked about Shi Siming's origin and deeds, and Shi Siming talked about An Lushan, and then talked about the history of the national fortunes of this dynasty, and from big to small, it was returned to Shi Siming, and he was like a river and gushing. Therefore, this section of the road is not boring.

Seeing that the Prime Minister's Mansion was in sight, Ji Tianxia said that Shi Siming was known for his cruelty and ruthlessness, and often slaughtered the entire small tribe of hundreds of people outside the Saiwai Frontier Clan, so the murderous reputation was outside, and ordinary soldiers did not dare to look at him. He then asked Shangxian why he was not afraid of Shi Siming's murderous aura when his mana had not recovered at this time?

Ji Ruochen seemed to smile lowly, but unfortunately Ji Tianxia's ear was insufficient, so he didn't hear whether he was laughing or not, so he heard Ji Ruochen say:

"How can I have a soul ten times more than him in my hands?"

Ji Tianxia suddenly felt a cold wind in the carriage, and the biting coldness penetrated through his clothes, and his hands and feet were cold in an instant. In fact, the carriage is airtight, and there are two cooked copper charcoal stoves burning, which is warm, where will it be cold?

Ji Tianxia barely squeezed out a smile, but he couldn't speak, and his body moved quietly, away from Ji Ruochen, and the carriage was silent.

Ji Ruochen sat quietly, today's events slid through his heart one by one like flowing water, and when he thought of the really burning scribe, his heart moved, and he asked: "Why are some people more incapable and arrogant?"

Ji Tianxia thought for a while, and then replied: "These people are either acting recklessly, or frogs at the bottom of the well, in fact, they abound, so don't care. It is necessary to know that the sea is inclusive, and tolerance is great. ”

Ji Ruochen listened, and for the first time, he had a little respect for the world.

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