The first cause of all realms

Chapter 377 If I Were King!

woohoo~~
The swift air flow hit her face, lifting the dusty green clothes, and the short hair, which was not very long, was wet with sweat, and stuck to her delicate face in strands.

But she didn't dare to stop at all, the thunderous sound of horse's hooves in her ears kept whipping her like a whip soaked in water, making her keep flicking the horsewhip in vain.

The dragon horse hissed low, the red sweat kept flowing, and the mouth was full of foam, almost running to waste.

"The county master..."

At a certain moment, she seemed to be aware of something, and couldn't help but look up, feeling the substantive will coming, and great despair flashed in her heart.

Such a will as strong as substance, at least above the master level, right?
For a maid like herself, those people actually dispatched such a master? !
"The princess!"

The girl in green felt desperate and lost control of her strength.

Finally, the dragon horse let out a mournful cry, folded all four hooves, and fell down suddenly, throwing its owner to the ground.

"Ah Huang!"

The girl in green had grief in her eyes, but she didn't have time to appease her beloved horse. Feeling the approaching hoofbeats, she bit the Burning Life Pill in her mouth and ran towards the city where the outline of the official road was faintly visible.

She is not afraid of death, but she cannot die here.

"Sorry~"

The dragon horse neighed, and several black-clothed swordsmen reined in their horses far away. Several of them seemed to have been greatly frightened and fell directly off the horse.

"Who?!"

The expressions of several black-clothed swordsmen changed drastically.

Zheng~
The person in front of the head was even more like an enemy, with a horizontal knife in his hand, looking into the distance, with a horrified expression, and his hairs were blown out.

Just a split second ago, he felt an extremely tyrannical will coming, and in just a split second, several dragon horses lost control, and his eyes were even darkened.

"Captain?"

The few black-clothed swordsmen also sensed something, and drew their swords one after another, centered on it, and stood with their backs facing each other, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"This is, Thousand Miles Locking Soul?!"

The school lieutenant trembled, even though the pursuer was not far in front of him, he seemed to have lost the courage to pursue him.

His martial arts are far higher than the few people behind him, and he knows what it means.

But how is this possible? !
How can it be? !
For a moment, he was terrified beyond words, he felt his heart beating like a drum, he dared not chase after him, nor did he dare to retreat.

"Um?!"

The girl in green was holding a knife in her hand, and she was already ready to fight to the death while running, however, not long after, she had already noticed something strange.

Looking back, outside of Li Xu, the pursuers all stopped for some reason, each of them seemed to be facing a big enemy, as if they felt something extremely frightening.

"Could it be?"

As soon as she thought about it, she felt a thrill in her heart, both surprised and happy.

Boo!
At this moment, she heard a long cry, and the crane chirped in the sky!

"Red-eyed white crane! Is it really him?!"

Looking at the white crane approaching with fluttering wings, the green-clothed girl was pleasantly surprised, while the black-clothed swordsmen outside of Li Xu felt as cold as falling into an ice cave.

"Beheading knife, Yang prison!"

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

With the spread of many important events, the name of the beheading knife has long been not only limited to Qingzhou, but also in Yunbai and Longyuan Dao.

The red-eyed white crane became known to everyone.

The white crane in front of him swooped down, the Long Yuanwei became more and more vigilant, and the palms of the leaders were all wet.

Huhu~
The strong wind howled, blowing the grass and ashes on the road.

Covered in a black robe, with no facial features, it was Yang Gui who descended to the living dead with his will through the Suppressing Evil Seal, looking at the group of people in front of the forest, his brows frowned slightly.

He had seen that green-clothed girl twice, she was Yu Fengxian's maid, and those black-clothed swordsmen were obviously Long Yuanwei.

Under what circumstances, Long Yuanwei's people would dare to chase down the princess' maid?
only……

"Your Mightiness……"

Seeing that it was not the one in their imagination, several members of Long Yuanwei heaved a sigh of relief, and the captain also regained his composure, but he did not dare to relax his vigilance and speak from a distance.

Yang Ju ignored him, and looked at the green-clothed maid:

"What happened?"

'Jun Ma Ye? '

Seemingly aware of something, the girl in green relaxed her guard and said with a bitter expression:
"Zhang Lingfeng went into trouble, imprisoned the old lady, and wanted to make himself king...I can't stop Miss, Miss left me and asked me to hide my name, but, but..."

Is Long Yuan Dao seizing the heir?

Yang Yu understood it. In fact, he was not surprised. Not only him, but anyone with a discerning eye in Longyuan Dao could have expected this result, but...

"My lord, are you dead?"

The girl in green shook her head.

"No?"

Yang Yu's heart trembled slightly.

After the death of the father, uncles and nephews competed for the throne. This was common in the Ming Dynasty and even the princely families of the past dynasties, but there were very few people who dared to start before the father died.

Everyone thought that Zhang Lingfeng would wait until the old prince passed away before launching an attack.

Unexpectedly, he dared to risk the displeasure of the world, and the next to overcome the prisoner's mother, prisoner's nephew, Ling's father...

This is when all the kings of the Zhang family died?
Or is there another reliance behind it?

Thinking about it in his heart, Yang Ju looked at the Longyuan Guard swordsman who was in a dilemma. He could be sent to hunt down a maid, so naturally he couldn't be a great master.

In fact, this captain was far worse than the Thursday Li he had seen back then, not to mention himself, a living dead man was enough to crush him with one hand.

"At Longyuanwei, Huoziying Xu Yistop, who is your Excellency?"

Feeling the cold and piercing gaze, the captain's heart shuddered, but he didn't expect that the black-clothed servant mentioned in this information had such a cold and powerful aura.

"I am following the order of King Longyuan to capture this beast. If your Excellency wants to intervene, you must consider the consequences!"

A black-clothed swordsman spoke in a deep voice, before he finished speaking, he was knocked down by Xu Yiting's slap, his heart was beating like a drum, and his forehead was sweating:
"The subordinates don't understand the rules, don't blame your Excellency..."

Xu Yiting wished he could turn around and kill that bastard subordinate. Isn't this forcing him to do it?

If I and others were killed, even if the palace was furious and sent troops to encircle and suppress them, would they still be able to survive the dead?
"Longyuan King, Longyuanwei, what a great name."

Yang Ju's expression was indifferent, and he didn't say much, just waved his hand:

"Everyone, please?"

To go, or not to go?

Xu Yiting was short of breath, his hand holding the handle of the knife loosened and tightened, but he still sighed dejectedly, and led the dragon horse towards Heishan City.

The aura of the person in front of him was cold and tyrannical, but if that was the case, he was not without the strength to fight, but seeing the strong bow on his back and the white crane circling low in the sky, he still gave up the desperate fight.

With the combination of a sharp archer and a bird, there is no way to avoid or escape under the guru...

……

……

"Longyuan King..."

In the room, looking at the land god card that turned into a cloud of smoke and sank into the old man's body, Yang Jue was silent.

The Ming Dynasty has ten veins and nine lines, and the nine princes control nearly 3000% of the elite troops of the Ming Dynasty, guarding the frontiers for the court. Their power is extremely powerful. In the past [-] years, I don’t know how many emperors are not as powerful as them.

Especially in today's era where the central government is gradually declining, its strength is even more terrifying.

Among Xu Wenji's ten ways of governing the country, the number one is to control the kings. In fact, the kings are powerful, even better than the powerful families and the martial arts.

Therefore, when it comes to the battle for the heir apparent, Wei Zhengxian can only go far away from the frontier, and can't get out of seclusion. He is like this, and the same is true of 'Lin Qitian' and 'Fang Zhenghao' in Yun and Baizhou.

If this is the case for a grand master with a heavy army in his hand, how can others be an exception?

"call!"

Amid heavy gasps, the old man slowly opened his eyes, relieved in exhaustion:

"Success!"

"Success."

Yang Ju smiled, but his heart sank. He would rather not succeed at this moment.

The God of Land, as the name suggests, is not a god at all, but the land. In other words, there is no regret for falling, once there is a choice, there is no room for regret.

"You should be familiar with it first."

Reining in his thoughts, Yang Qian walked out of the house.

Not long after, the red-eyed white crane descended on the city, seeing the expressionless Yang Jian approaching slowly, the faces of several black-clothed swordsmen were all pale.

"Everyone..."

Yang Ju pulled a chair from the tea shop and sat on the long street, looking at several Long Yuanwei swordsmen:
"Shall we talk?"

……

……

Huhu~
The warm river wind at noon blew across the bow deck of the ship, blowing the long hair in the red robe. On the deck, Yu Fengxian stood with a knife, looking forward with cold eyes.

In the distance is Dao City with its gates closed, and in front of you are luxurious warships.

On the battleship, all the mighty and powerful guests of the palace stood side by side, surrounded by the obese middle-aged man with a full face, who seemed to be invisible to both eyes.

"You shouldn't have come back..."

Looking at the niece with evil eyes on the deck, Zhang Lingfeng sighed slightly.

"Where's grandma?"

Yu Fengxian was expressionless.

"Naturally, she is in the mansion's green lantern ancient Buddha, as usual."

Zhang Lingfeng shook his head slightly:
"They don't care about the relationship between father and son, but your second uncle and I don't do anything that angers others..."

"ridiculous!"

Ling Lie's stellar energy was steaming, and Yu Fengxian was furious: "Zhang Lingfeng, your prison mother and Ling father, aren't you angry enough?!"

"Father kills son, mother poisons son. Parents are unkind, but children are unrighteous!"

Zhang Lingfeng stood with his hands behind his back, his voice echoed on the river:

"Fengxian, let's go! Second Uncle doesn't want to fight with you."

"Zhang Lingfeng, your hypocritical appearance really looks like a eunuch in the palace. Your hypocrisy is disgusting!"

Yu Fengxian's eyes were indifferent, and her words were like knives.

"Hahaha!"

Hearing this, Zhang Lingfeng laughed wildly, and his voice was broken and hoarse:
"What a good one looks like an eunuch, good, good!"

Violence and sorrow surged in his eyes, but he finally suppressed it:

"Fengxian, do you know why I endured it for more than ten years, but why I can't bear it anymore?"

Yu Fengxian clenched her long knife tightly and looked around. There were many figures on the battleship, among them were guests, instructors, and guards who had watched her grow up.

"During the more than ten years of being imprisoned, I wondered all the time why I couldn't get into the eyes of the old man, but I always had a little hope in my heart.

The eldest died early, the third became a monk, and Long Fu was incompetent. Whatever happened, it was my turn. "

Zhang Lingfeng muttered to himself with a gloomy expression:

"But I didn't expect that they would rather recruit a mud leg from the border customs as their son-in-law, risking the family property being taken away by outsiders, and they would restrain me!"

"Why?!"

Boom!

It seemed like a thunderbolt flashed on a sunny day.

Looking up again, the violence in Zhang Lingfeng's eyes could no longer be suppressed. He stared at Yu Fengxian with a hoarse and cold voice:
"Fengxian, I'm thinking about my uncle and nephew, let me ask you one more question, will you never follow me?!"

In the gloomy and cold breath, Yu Fengxian said: "Zhang Lingfeng! Do you know why Grandpa has been ignoring you from the beginning to the end?"

Zhang Lingfeng didn't say a word, but his expression changed a bit.

"Grandpa once said when he passed on the Qinglong Yanyue Saber to me, you are smart, but you lose your purity. When you are strong, you are weak, and when you are weak, you are strong. If you are king, Longyuan Dao will be destroyed!"

"The law of the jungle is the law of nature."

Zhang Lingfeng looked indifferent:
"Just like this at this moment, the battleships all over the river, inside and outside the city, are all in my hands, so what should you do? What should you do? What can you do?"

Huhu~
The sound waves echoed on the surface of the river, and on top of many warships, there were swords like forests, and there were many people who were imposing and grand, and there was even an aura that made her heart throb.

"Grandpa taught me..."

Yu Fengxian pinched the handle with five fingers, slowly crossed the knife, with a calm expression, and said every word:
"Rather Stick to your guns!"

　I went to my mother-in-law’s house today to give gifts. I went late and came back quite late, but [-] characters are stable, so I will continue to code.

　
(End of this chapter)