Patriarch of Wanjiao

Chapter 294: The Emperor's Nobility!Lingbing Cutting Edge ([-] in [-])

Your Highness!

The quiet courtyard seemed to have turned into an abyss of stagnant water, and the silence was terrifying. Even the night wind could not blow away the look of surprise on everyone's faces.

Chu Nianxin, Jiang Chuyin... even Li Mo was in a daze.

They saw that Yuan Changqing, who was still invincible just now, knelt down on the ground and bowed his knees so humiliatingly to Master Ji.

Especially the "His Royal Highness" was like a thunderclap, shaking the mind.

At this moment, anyone who is not blind can see that the young man in front of him has a great background.

"I remember you... you are the dog slave next to Old Seventeen... a slave."

Master Ji lowered his eyes and looked down at Yuan Changqing from a high position.

"Your name...is your name...Xiao Ji!?"

"Report to Your Highness, my servant..." Yuan Changqing said in a deep voice.

"I know...I know, don't remind me..."

Without waiting for him to speak, Master Ji raised his hand to interrupt him: "Is it...Xiao Wang!?"

"Your Highness is busy with your affairs...your servant Yuan Changqing."

"Oh, so it's Xiao Yuan, get up and answer."

Ji Shi nodded, seemed to remember, and walked slowly to Li Mo.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Yuan Changqing heaved a sigh of relief and stood up slowly.

"Your name is Yuan Changqing, so you can be lawless. Who gave you the courage to step on a horse?"

At this moment, Ji Shi changed the subject, and the gentleness and softness just now disappeared, and he suddenly said a word, killing like thunder.

Although his voice was light and slow, it was rolling and terrifying, as if revealing the majesty of a superior, so that even the mighty Yuan Changqing did not refute.

"Your Highness calm down..."

"Exterminate the Nine Clans? You have such a great official authority... What are you, and you have the right to kill the Nine Clans? It's just a dog raised by the old seventeen."

A cold voice exploded in the quiet courtyard.

Chu Nianxin and Jiang Chuyin were dumbfounded... They had never seen someone who dared to be so unscrupulous in front of Yuan Changqing, pointing at his nose and scolding, but Yuan Changqing didn't even dare to reply a word of no.

You know, this is the master of the Xuantian Pavilion, and the celebrity around His Royal Highness the Seventeenth.

The so-called beating a dog depends on the owner's face. At this moment, everyone's eyes were on Master Ji, with trembling eyes revealing deep curiosity, not knowing which god this is.

"Master Ji..."

Li Mo looked at his best friend in front of him, thoughtful.

From looking at Xuancheng, he felt that Master Ji's identity was a bit unusual, and what he saw today, the reality was probably even more exaggerated than he imagined.

"Your Highness, what I uphold is seventeen..."

Yuan Changqing finally couldn't bear it any longer. Holding a golden token in his hand, he moved out of the backer behind him, hoping to make the lawless big man in front of him have some scruples.

"Gold Medal Command Arrow!?"

Master Ji took a glance, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a sneering smile.

"Old Seventeen is so majestic...why? Was he snatched the crown prince's seat?"

As soon as this remark came out, Yuan Changqing's face suddenly changed, even Chu Nianxin and Jiang Chuyin were pale, and their quiet and beautiful faces were full of horror and shock.

Can such words be said casually?

You know, the position of the current crown prince has been determined long ago, and the emperor's heir has been sitting in that position for 20 years...

Saying this kind of words is simply outrageous, and his heart can be punished.

"Your Highness, please be careful."

Yuan Changqing looked ugly, and hurriedly argued.

This kind of talk is easy to say, if it is spread, God knows what kind of ghost it will be spread.

The seventeenth prince coveted the crown prince's position, causing trouble to Xiao Qiang, fighting against each other?

My mother, I want to kill myself just thinking about it.

"He hasn't become a prince yet, so he used a chicken feather as an arrow... What? Who did you want to kill just now?"

Master Ji turned around and walked in front of Yuan Changqing.

"Come on, speak louder and say it again."

In the quiet courtyard, there was no sound. At this moment, Chu Nianxin didn't dare to speak anymore.

Yuan Changqing huddled there like a quail. Obviously, this young man who acted with absolute authority in every word and deed was probably...somewhat related to the royal family, otherwise Yuan Changqing would not be so cautious.

"Your Highness, I made a slip of the tongue just now."

Yuan Changqing said with patience.

Snapped……

At this moment, a crisp slap sounded suddenly in the quiet courtyard.

There were five red finger marks on Yuan Changqing's face. He stared at Master Ji, and finally couldn't hide the anger in his eyes.

"I missed..."

"What? Are you angry? Why don't you do me too? Kill the Nine Clans? How about it?" Master Ji groped his palm and sneered.

poof...

Yuan Changqing gritted his teeth, lowered his head, and fell to his knees again.

"My servant dare not."

"I'm sorry you don't dare to..."

While talking, Ji Shi turned around, walked up to Li Mo, and gave him a wink.

"Let's go, let's see who can stop me in the world of Daqian."

As soon as the words fell, Ji Shi led Li Mo swaggeringly, walked past Yuan Changqing, and went straight out of the Xingchen Tower.

puff...

The moment the two of them stepped out of the courtyard, Yuan Changqing finally couldn't bear it anymore, and gushed out a mouthful of old blood.

He raised his head abruptly, his red eyes filled with anger.

Ever since he took refuge with the Seventeenth Prince, he had never suffered such a great humiliation.

"Brother Changqing."

Chu Nianxin and Jiang Chuyin hurried over and helped Yuan Changqing up. The latter shook his arms slightly, pushed the two away, and quickly took out his handkerchief and frantically wiped it.

"Brother Changqing, what is the identity of that person just now? You were... so cautious!?" Chu Nian thought for a while, and couldn't help asking.

Yuan Changqing's face was cold, looking at the direction the two were going away, his teeth were almost gritted, and it took a long time before he uttered a name.

"The Prince of Zhennan!"

"What? He is the son of Prince Zhennan!?" Chu Nianxin's expression changed suddenly.

As the young master of Tianshi Mansion, she is very aware of the weight of the words "King of Zhennan".

It should be known that when the country was established, Taizu once offered sacrifices to the heavens and made an oath with the world. From this dynasty onwards, anyone with a different surname will never be crowned king. If there is any violation, the world will discuss it together.

Since then, this law has been regarded as an unbreakable iron rule.

900 years ago, when Shenzong was born, he actually broke this rule and conferred the title of Daqian, the first and only king with a different surname in history.

That is King Zhennan.

"Adhering to the emperor's order, staying in the southeast forever, hereditary succession, and never changing it..." Chu Nianxin murmured softly, with deep solemnity in his eyes.

"The Prince of Zhennan...can he be more powerful than the Seventeenth Prince?" Jiang Chuyin asked puzzled.

"You do not understand."

Chu Nianxin glanced sideways, shook his head, and seemed hesitant to speak.

This involves royal secrets.

Back then when Shenzong was young, living in the world, he once met a close friend when he was at his most desolate.

The two met in a restaurant, which is the predecessor of today's Youlong Pavilion, and their friendship has been deep for a long time.

It is said that later Shenzong ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor. This person had the merits of following the dragon and had great honor, but unfortunately he died young.

Shenzong was grateful for the kindness of the old man, so he chose one of his heirs... the one who was not very visible to adopt in the past, continued the incense, and later made him the King of Zhennan.

This is the origin of Zhennan Wang's lineage.

This family said it was a king with a different surname, but in fact it was very watery, and they were worthy of the name of the emperor's nobles, the direct descendants of the Shenzong.

"The lineage of the King of Zhennan has guarded the southeast for nearly a thousand years, with 30 troops, and his armor is towering, with great prestige... His Royal Highness the Seventeenth..."

Chu Nian was hesitant to speak, and then he glanced at Yuan Changqing before saying, "In the eyes of His Majesty, His Royal Highness Seventeen still needs to practice, so he is naturally not as good as King Zhennan."

This time when King Zhennan entered Beijing, the ostentation was frightening. Emperor Qian bestowed his Nine Dragon Jade Rides and allowed him to share the ceremonies of the Son of Heaven.

What a gift! ?

The status of Zhennan King can be imagined, but for many years, this old prince has only the blood of the son.

in other words……

"What you saw just now is the future Zhennan King." Yuan Changqing gritted his teeth.

"No wonder you're so arrogant..." Jiang Chuyin suddenly said.

The only son of King Zhennan?With such an identity, as long as he doesn't rebel or break the sky...I'm afraid no matter how arrogant he is, no one will dare to hold him accountable.

It's no wonder that he doesn't even look down on the Seventeenth Prince.

"I didn't expect... Li Mo would be related to the Prince of Zhennan." Chu Nian gritted his teeth.

"He thought he could sit back and relax with the support of Prince Zhennan?"

Yuan Changqing's expression returned to normal, and a cold smile appeared on his indifferent face.

"This is the capital city... I want to see if he can successfully obtain Xuantian Dao's fetal gas."

After saying that, Yuan Changqing walked away in a flick of his sleeves, and disappeared in front of the Xingchen Tower like a puff of green smoke.

"This little bastard's life is really big." Jiang Chuyin clenched her silver teeth.

Her younger brother died at the hands of Li Mo, and this hatred is endless, not to mention that she was publicly humiliated by the domineering sword because of Li Mo that day.

"Li Mo..."

Chu Nianxin clenched her jaded hands tightly, looking at the fragments of the cold coffin everywhere, her heart seemed to be broken.

At this moment, Qi Yufang can be regarded as truly dead, with no bones left... There is no possibility of resurrection.

This blood debt must naturally be counted on Li Mo's head.

"Your Highness the Seventeenth will never sit idly by." Chu Nianxin said in a deep voice.

"Let's go back first and discuss in the long term," Jiang Chuyin said.

"Um!?"

At this moment, Chu Nianxin was stunned for a moment. She clearly saw a dense black thread wrapping around Jiang Chuyin's neck like a snake, whizzing past, as if it had merged into the opponent's body.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Chuyin couldn't help asking after being stared into hair.

"nothing……"

Chu Nian smiled heartily, and the originally indifferent eyes glowed again.

She came closer and took Jiang Chuyin's hand, her voice softened.

"Good sister, don't get angry, it's not good to be angry."

Jiang Chuyin couldn't help being stunned, a little overwhelmed by Chu Nianxin's sudden enthusiasm and gentleness.

"Come on, my sister still has some rare and precious medicines, my sister will take them back to make up for my body."

"This...isn't that good." Jiang Chuyin declined.

"From now on, what belongs to my sister is my sister's."

As he spoke, Chu Nianxin pulled Jiang Chuyin out of the quiet courtyard without any doubt.

……

Capital City, Youlong Pavilion.

"The Prince of Zhennan!?"

Listening to Master Ji's introduction, Li Mo gasped.

Although he had already prepared in his heart, he was still quite shocked when he actually heard it.

After all, this is the seed of a prince, and Qi is the only king with a different surname since the founding of the country.

"Why are you acting like a bastard?"

Li Mo looked Ji Shi up and down, but he didn't see the temperament of a royal prince at all.

With his appearance, he seems to have come out of [Flower Street Alley].

"What should I do? Domineering air leaks anytime?" Ji Shi glanced at Li Mo and couldn't help saying.

"I ran out secretly."

"Sneak away?" Li Mo was stunned.

"I was sent to the capital to study and practice when I was very young..." Ji Shining said softly.

"You should know the identity of our old man. Sitting in such a seat, no matter how humble and self-reflective... there will still be rumors..."

Speaking of this, Master Ji's words came to an abrupt end.

Every year, the abolition of the southeast Wangwei can collapse a palace gate like a snowflake.

Ji Shi was sent to the capital when he was six years old. He was said to study and practice, but in fact he was almost like a hostage.

It's just that he has a special status, and few people know his details.

Yuan Changqing only recognized him when he met Ji Shi with the Seventeenth Prince the year before last when he entered the palace.

"Your Majesty is afraid of your family?" Li Mo couldn't help but ask.

"Not at all... It's my old man's intention, it's a show of loyalty... Your Majesty is sympathetic, and let me go back every year." Ji Shi changed the subject.

"But last year, I heard news... Our old man arranged a marriage for me..."

Having said that, Ji Shi even poohed three times.

"It doesn't matter if you don't say anything, it's really bad luck."

"Which girl is so unlucky?" Li Mo couldn't help joking.

"Do you have a conscience when you step on a horse? Who went deep into the tiger's den to rescue you?"

"Don't you know I have an important date tonight?"

Li Mo pouted, shook his head and said, "You can't blame me, how do I know that Yuan Changqing is so dangerous?"

"Why didn't you slap him to death just now?"

"He's a master at the [Shangmiao Realm], if I really fight, I can't beat him." Ji Shi said lightly.

If a master of this level is really facing the danger of life and death, it is impossible to stand there and wait for you to call.

"Besides, after all, he is an old seventeen..."

"Let me tell you... Your Majesty's son doesn't have a fuel-efficient lamp."

Master Ji lowered his voice, leaned into Li Mo's ear and said, "Old Seventeen was instructed by the [Master of War] when he was very young."

"Xuantian Qijue!?" Li Mo remained silent.

The master of war is an existence on par with [Wu Zong], [Monk King], [Butcher]... and is one of the highest combat powers in Xuantian Pavilion.

"This kid doesn't know what kind of evil kung fu he has practiced lately...needs your Xuantian Dao fetal energy."

"Prince Seventeen!?" Li Mo thought thoughtfully.

He just said, after all, Yuan Changqing is a disciple of Xuantian Pavilion, how many guts does he have to dare to snatch Li Mo's unacquired Xuantian Dao's fetal energy?

This is a reward for the new leader.

"The old seventeen yearns for [Xia, Shang and Zhou] very much. He has been pursuing and researching, and secretly got a lot of treasures." Ji Shi said in a deep voice.

The treasures of the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties are not trivial. In addition to the rare treasures of mountains and seas, there are also many ancient and lost secret methods and ancient arts, many of which are quite different from the current practice system.

"Yuan Changqing's [Magic Blood Gold] that pressed you today came from Xia, Shang and Zhou..."

"I heard that this treasure has some origins. Back then [Xia, Shang and Zhou] dug a huge burial pit, and buried a huge creature in it..."

"His corpse has evolved into many treasures, such as [Magic Blood Gold], such as [Basic Mud Peptide Coal]..."

The magic blood gold was derived from the blood of that strange creature.

hum...

At this moment, a strange fluctuation came from Li Mo's body.

With a slight movement in his mind, the cutting blade appeared in his hand, and a scarlet luster appeared on the black blade, as if the blood was flowing, sending out terrifying fluctuations.

"Jian Ren...is about to break through!?" Li Mo lost his voice.

(End of this chapter)