I can't hold on anymore, I was exposed by the Heavenly Dao Gold List

In a restaurant in Qingfeng County, Ren Xiaoyao sat opposite Fu Qiu.

Fu Qiu still held the hatchet tightly in his left hand.

He picked up a bowl of wine with his right hand and took a sip.

Then he put it down, picked up a piece of beef with chopsticks, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed slowly, without even looking at Ren Xiaoyao.

He eats very attentively and carefully.

Only wine and meat are in his eyes.

Ren Xiaoyao didn't care either.

I really admire his character.

After eating, Fu Qiu went straight to the county government office.

Ren Xiaoyao still followed behind him.

Came to the county government.

Fu Qiu only asked a word and started to kill.

"The magistrate of this county is Zhang Congdao?"

The yamen servant replied: "It is the master of this county!"

Then, the yamen servant was cut off with a knife!

In a blink of an eye, Fu Chou stepped out of the inner hall stepping on bloody water.

Holding a human head in his hand.

Then he walked out of the county town step by step, came to a cemetery, put the head in front of a tombstone, stood silently for a while, and then walked in another direction.

This walk is more than three months.

He does not take the official road, but climbs over mountains and ridges, no matter how dangerous the terrain is, he walks on the ground under his feet.

Dayue Tower, a summer resort.

The fief of Prince Jing.

Every winter, Prince Jing would come to live for two months.

He likes the hot spring here.

It was snowing heavily in the northern part of the empire, but the Dayue Tower was full of flowers.

The hot springs on the mountain were soaked with flower petals, which made the stinky man smell fragrant.

At this moment, the hot spring pool was extremely noisy, a dozen beauties and a blindfolded middle-aged man were laughing and joking.

"My lord, come and catch me!"

"My lord, I'm Xiaocui! You arrested the wrong person, and you'll be punished with three drinks!"

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Down the mountain.

Fu Chou, who had been restless for three months, came to the mountain gate.

From the mountain gate to the top of the mountain, there are ten steps and one post, one light and one dark.

All are five-level guards.

"Stop coming, and idlers are not allowed to approach!"

The two guards guarding the gate held swords in their arms, stared at Fu Qiu and said coldly.

Fu Qiu lowered his head, as if he didn't hear it, and continued walking.

Cang clang!
The two long swords flew out automatically, but without any movement from the two guards, the long swords swished towards Fu Qiu.

One second, Fu Qiu had just stepped forward, and the next second his figure had passed through the two guards.

At the same time, the black light flashed!
puff puff!

Two heads rolled to the ground.

The two long swords lost control and plunged directly into the rocks.

"There are assassins!"

The guards sprang into action immediately.

For a moment, there was a flash of swords and swords, and blood spattered.

There were dull voices constantly.

Fu Chou turned into a ray of black light, and everyone's heads fell wherever he passed.

When Fu Qiu came to the hot spring on the top of the mountain, Prince Jing was already fully dressed, and there was no guard around him.

He was wearing a python robe, but his hair was loose.

The right thumb wears a big green wrench.

The thumb and index finger of the left hand rest on it and rotate.

He looked at Fu Chou with a calm expression, as if he was not scared or shocked at all.

"Are you here to kill me?"

"Yes!" Fu Qiuxi's words were like gold, and he closed his lips tightly after speaking.

"Avenge your mother?"

"Yes!" Fu Qiu only said one more word.

"Son, you don't understand the situation back then."

Prince Jing began to recall the past.

Fu Qiu listened quietly.

Ten minutes later, Prince Jing finished speaking.

But what he said was different from what Fu Qiu heard from his mother.

Fu Qiu's mother was the most beautiful woman in the empire 20 years ago.

Prince Jing is the number one talented man in the empire.

The two are talented and beautiful, a couple in heaven.

Unexpectedly, Prince Jing is a scumbag.

Never fall in love with a single flower!

I fell in love with Princess Wushuang of the Devil's Cult again.

As a result, grievances and hatred broke out between the three.

Fu Qiu's mother was disfigured and left her hometown.

Married to a villager, gave birth to Fu Qiu, taught him martial arts for 16 years, and then passed away.

Before he died, let his son swear that he would use the Jing family's Fengyun sword technique to kill Jing Xiaolou, also known as Prince Jing.

There is also Princess Wushuang of the Devil's Cult and her lackeys.

This is the version Fu Qiu's mother said.

The version that Prince Jing said was that Fu Chou was his son, and the other circumstances were similar.

Princess Wushuang did not marry Prince Jing either.

Because this woman is too ambitious, delusional to seduce the current emperor, become a queen, and let the demon cult rule the world.

Fortunately, the emperor was calm and experienced, saw through Princess Wushuang's plot, and dealt a devastating blow to the Demon Cult.

Since then, the Demon Cult has withdrew from the arena, disintegrated into parts, and disappeared without a trace.

"You are really my child, the year you were born, I went to visit you secretly!"

Prince Jing seemed a little excited.

But Fu Qiu remained indifferent.

Focusing on Prince Jing's neck, he seemed to be studying how to cut the knife.

"Son, look at my face, and then at yours. There are too many similarities. Isn't this enough to prove the father-son relationship between us?"

Prince Jing tied up his hair and turned his face to show Fu Chou.

"You are not my father"

Fu Qiu suddenly drew his sword.

On a sunny day, a black light split the air between the two of them!
Fu Qiu didn't hold back anymore.

Go all out.

He knew the strength of Prince Jing.

The key point is that his sword skills come from the Imperial Well family.

Twenty years ago, Prince Jing had the reputation of being the first knife in the world.

20 years later, no one will know his knife skills!
At this moment, Fu Qiu had no confidence.

Not at all.

He is also a man, not a god.

"Ding!"

There is a little green in the black light.

After a sound, the black knife was pinched by Prince Jing's right thumb and index finger.

Fu Qiu pulled hard!
The knife does not move at all!

Lost in the first battle!
Fu Qiu resolutely discarded the sword.

Back and forth, until 50 meters away.

Immediately afterwards, Fu Qiu's whole demeanor changed.

A wave of demonic energy instantly filled the whole body.

Grab your hand.

A curved crescent knife appeared in his hand.

Prince Jing's face changed drastically!

"The magic knife! The magic knife of the Demon Cult!"

"That's right, it is the magic knife made of the black iron you gave to Princess Wushuang!"

Fu Qiu raised the saber in his right hand.

There is a line of seal characters engraved on the back of the knife!
"The small building listens to the spring rain all night!"

It was the token of love that Jing Xiaolou gave to Princess Wushuang in Dayuelou back then.

Back then, in order to win the favor of the beauties, Jing Xiaolou summoned [-] imperial forging masters, nine masters, and it took three years to forge it.

However, what Princess Wushuang didn't know was that just as the magic knife was about to take shape, the nine masters and one hundred and eight forging masters suddenly became uncontrollable, went berserk, and jumped into the forging pool one after another.

Their blood was not evaporated by the high temperature in the pool, but absorbed by the meteorite.

Their bodies were all hooked into shrimp shapes before they died.

After the meteorite absorbed the blood, it automatically formed a crescent shape.

Jing Xiaolou knew that this knife was an ominous thing, but he still gave it to Princess Wushuang.

But after Princess Wushuang got the magic knife, her temperament became moody and greedy!

Only then did he have the ambition to seize the Jing family dynasty.

In the end, it ended up being divided into five horses.

The magic knife has since disappeared.

It can be said that the culprit of all this is Jing Xiaolou.

But I didn't expect the magic knife to appear in Fu Qiu's hands.