Bold Witch, Don’T Hurt My Husband

Chapter 129 Thousands of troops avoid white robes

People seem to be like this. They were so full of hatred at the beginning, but when the revenge is repaid, everything seems so peaceful again.

It was raining heavily in the capital. As several Celestial Phenomenons arrived, and hundreds of imperial guards began to surround the princess's mansion, everyone saw a red figure slowly emerging from the doorway of the mansion.

His clothes were in tatters, he was carrying a tombstone behind his back, and he was holding a bleeding head in his hand. A closer look revealed that it was Princess Zhaorong.

At this time, she still had a look of astonishment on her face, as if she had never expected that she, a noble princess with a body of gold and gold, would be killed in her own house.

Seeing this, the thousands of imperial guards in front of them suddenly fell silent, and the several Celestial Phenomenons standing around couldn't help but shake their heads. King Ying's aura had disappeared, and the Celestial Phenomenon realm had just fallen here.

The remaining sword energy between heaven and earth still makes people shudder.

At this time, the murderous anger in Xia Fan's chest had been reduced by half, and the power in mid-air had almost condensed into substance. As long as he killed Shen Haoran, when the Taoist heart became clear, the power of enlightenment would naturally break out of the cocoon and become his own foundation.

But at this time, no one can see what the momentum will become in the end.

Xia Fan, covered in red, slowly walked forward, with blood dripping from her body, leaving bloody footprints under her feet, which were quickly melted away by the rain.

Around the entire princess's mansion, you can smell the smell of blood even on a heavy rainy day.

The rain was heavy, but it failed to wash away the blood stains all over his body, some of which were his own, but most of which were the enemy's. It was like a layer of plasma wrapped around his body, sticking to his skin.

Seeing the crowd surrounding him, Xia Fan raised his hand and wiped his face, leaving three traces of blood on his face.

The blood bathing his body was all the blood of accomplished monks, as well as his own Flood Dragon energy and blood, which was condensed but not dispersed by ordinary rainwater.

Even though he was no longer in the state of praying to gods, and his aura had dropped to the ordinary realm of mortal transformation, no one dared to look down upon him, and no one would look down upon the sword above everyone.

"Mr. Xia, we have no ill intentions, but we can only kill people with a nod of our heads. Now that the matter has come to this, please show your dignity and give the princess a whole body!"

At this moment, the old eunuch who had been following Emperor Fengde and had a relationship with Xia Fan stepped forward and bowed.

They came here to see if they could save King Ying. After all, Xia Fan's main targets for revenge were Shen Haoran and Princess Zhaorong.

But now Shen Haoran is not in the capital, so only Princess Zhaorong is left. If possible, he still wants to protect his brother.

But now that King Ying is dead, Xia Fan comes out with Zhao Rong's head and walks struttingly down the street. Today's incident was already embarrassing enough for the royal family, but this behavior is nothing more than rubbing salt into the wound. .

A dignified princess is not allowed to keep her body intact after her death. It is really ugly to have her head carried like this, so I asked this question.

Hearing this, Xia Fan raised his arm, and Zhaorong's face came into view, her eyes seeming to be staring at him.

"The secret realm of Cloud Sea Academy is about to open. This is a gift I prepared for them. What do you think?"

Hearing this, several Celestial Phenomenon were shocked. What did they hear?

Not only did this lunatic make a big fuss in the capital, but he still brought the head of the grandson's wife of the Seven Realms Great Confucianism as a congratulatory gift, isn't he crazy?

You must know that Cloud Sea Academy is not like Jiang Country. It is also an Apex Level sect. Such a visit and humiliation is an unrelenting hatred. Even if the seven realms take action, they may not be able to save him.

"What? Do you think it's not enough?"

After he finished speaking, he looked around in the crowd, and he really found several Confucian monks full of righteousness.

The figures of those who were caught by his gaze were all shaken, their eyes avoided, and they did not dare to look at them.

Seeing that everyone was speechless, Xia Fan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and then laughed hysterically to the sky. Rain dripped down his face, and he couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears.

It was only then that he discovered the so-called cruelest side of people in cultivation, where the weak eat the strong, the fittest survive, and the laws of the jungle from the previous life were still being played.

Those who are capable eat meat and drink soup, and kill people without even risking their lives. Those who are incompetent are walking on thin ice and do not even dare to cross the line. The truth will always exist only on the edge of the sword.

Look at these courtiers who are usually so-called loyal and patriotic, and look at these monks who claim to be extraordinary. At this time, they have all turned into cowards.

student? Soldier? Celestial Phenomenon overhaul? That's all.

From this moment on, he finally had another goal of practice. He wanted to be a swordsman, not a fish like the one in front of him.

Today, he relies on his wife's power to act like a hero. In the future, he will stand in the capital on his own and not be defeated by thousands of armies.

After a long time, Xia Fan put away the smile on her face and slowly returned to calm. She raised the bleeding head in her hand and whispered softly:

"Whoever wants it, come and get it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the clouds in the sky let out bursts of sword sounds, shocking everyone in the world.

Even if she only has the power of one sword at this time, it is enough to kill the Celestial Phenomenon. It depends on who dares to take the lead.

Sure enough, everyone took a step back when they saw this.

Seeing this situation, Xia Fan shook his head gently and walked slowly towards the thousands of imperial guards. Wherever he passed, no one dared to take action, whether it was Chuchen or Celestial Phenomenon. Zhong made a way out for him.

It can be said that famous teachers and generals should not keep themselves in prison, and thousands of troops should avoid white robes.

Even though his white robe was stained with blood and his original appearance could no longer be seen, it still made him even more imposing.

Passing by the street where he had just fought with the Blood Knife Guard, he pulled out the long sword stuck in the ground and inserted it into the stone tablet behind him.

Everyone just watched him go away alone.

That is not an ordinary disciple of the Demon Sect, but represents the entire Demon Sect now. Looking at the world, how many people dare to step forward and act presumptuously.

Xia Fan walked like this, and at some point, he came to the entrance of the Four Seas Pavilion branch. Even though it was already night, the lights were still brightly lit, and it hadn't closed yet.

Stepping in, the guys in the lobby on the first floor were shocked when they saw his appearance.

At this time, Xia Fan was covered in blood and fell to the ground with the rain, and the head in her hand was still dripping with blood. Although the waiter on the first floor had some cultivation, he was still very frightened at this time.

People around him were looking at him. They were all young disciples from various sects. They were all shocked when they saw this situation. The murderous aura in him alone would make most people jump with fear.

At this moment, a ray of light flashed and turned into an old man in a pale golden robe, with an equally unfathomable aura.

"The head of the Four Seas Pavilion branch, Hu Shi, has met Mr. Xia!"

The old man was dressed in a light golden robe, and he was born with the face of a family member. He always had that kind of smile on his face, polite yet awkward.

Compared with Li Guanqi's squinting eyes, it is more attractive to people. This may be the natural ability of a businessman.

"Why, the Four Seas Pavilion doesn't accept guests?" Seeing him standing in front of her, Xia Fan asked calmly.

Hearing this, the old man quickly turned sideways and said hastily, "Oh, how dare I, old man!"

"My Four Seas Pavilion has made many friends from all over the world. All visitors are guests. There is no reason to reject guests. Don't you say that, sir. If you want anything, just tell the old man!" Hu Shi hurriedly smiled.

He, Four Seas Pavilion, has no grievances or enmities with this person in front of him, and he has nothing to do with him, so he is naturally not afraid of being attacked by him.

But with this appearance, the guy below obviously couldn't handle it, so it was best for him to step forward to avoid offending the other person.

You know, more than one Celestial Phenomenon died in the capital today, so it's better to be careful, if you make this master unhappy, it would be bad if you tear down your own branch. He still understands the truth.

It has to be said that the people in the Four Seas Pavilion are all good people. It can be seen from Qian Youliang's ransom for Lou Qingxue back then. Everyone else thought it was troublesome, but he went back to do this trivial matter.

“I’ve had Four Seas Pavilion’s spiritual brew before, and I’m in a pretty good mood today. Let’s have a couple of drinks!”

"Young Master, you have come to the right place. My brew from Four Seas Pavilion is the best in the world. Please give me a treat upstairs!"

After saying that, he turned aside to let him go first, not paying any attention to the blood on his body, the head on his hand, or the tombstone on his back.

It wasn't until Xia Fan disappeared on the first floor that the surrounding disciples began to whisper.

"Oh my God, who is this person? He is so murderous!"

"Whose head is he holding? It's so scary!"

"I don't know, but the name of the tombstone he carries on his back looks like that of a woman!"

"Isn't he the one who was involved in the fierce battle in the city just now?"

"How is it possible? He has just transformed into a mortal, and he misses you too much!"

Most of these people were not highly cultivated and had not even emerged from the dust. It was naturally impossible for them to know what had just happened in the capital.

In a luxuriously decorated private room upstairs, Xia Fan put Lou Qingxue's tombstone on the chair, threw Zhao Rong's head on the ground, and sat down alone.

"What spiritual brew would you like to drink, Mr. Xia?"

Hu Shi didn't care at all about what he did and asked with a smile.

"A jar of strong wine and a jar of clear wine, give them to her."

"Master, wait a moment!"

Immediately, the old man asked the waiter to serve two jars of wine.

"Sir, the wine is here!"

He poured a glass of sake in front of Lou Qingxue's tombstone, and then took a sip from the wine jar. Suddenly, a strong aroma of wine mixed with a spicy taste poured into his throat.

A wave of spiritual energy swept through his body, as if the fatigue from this fight had been swept away.

"This wine is not bad!"

"That's natural. This wine is made from Ziyang fruit, and it has added many flavors of spiritual herbs. Although the age is not high, it is still a good thing. Drink it slowly, sir. This wine has a strong aftertaste." Hu Shi chuckled. .

"It's better if it's big. If you're not drunk, can you still order wine? It's a pity that the rain is heavy tonight, otherwise we can see the moon?"

Hu Shi looked at the heavy rain outside the window, narrowed his eyes slightly, and chuckled:

"Drinking in the rain is more artistic, isn't it?"

"Too!"

After saying that, he continued to pour wine, and soon the jar was full. Seeing this, Hu Shi quickly took out a few more jars, and soon Xia Fan's eyes became blurred.

He lowered his head and touched the shadow reflected on the table, and couldn't help murmuring in frustration:

"Follow me, I'm wronging you!"

"Old man, when do you think the rain will stop?"

Hearing this, Hu Shi raised his head and looked out the window: "Looking at the momentum, at least it will be early tomorrow. Is there something wrong, young master?"

"Um!"

"Actually, if you're not in a hurry, you might as well let it go, it's God who might let you wait!"

"Cloud Sea Academy is a long way away, if you arrive late, you will not be able to make it in time!"

"Young master, are you going to Cloud Sea Academy to participate in the secret trial?"

Xia Fan shook his head: "I want to do something big, block the entrance of Cloud Sea Academy, kill the grandson of Confucianism, and use the capital to practice today, do you think I can do something big?"

Although his tone was relaxed, Hu Shi was terrified when he heard it.

He already knew the identity of this person in front of him, and even relied on his many years of contacts, he also knew that this person was the husband of the ancestor of the Demon Sect. After all, when his own Tianjiao was beaten to death, he naturally wanted to know more about it.

If it's someone else, don't say it's just the top of the list, even if it's number one in the list, he won't believe it, but the identity of this person in front of him is too special, and when he thinks about what happened in the capital today, he immediately feels that it is not easy.

"The old man doesn't dare to talk nonsense, son, please let me go!"

Seeing this, Xia Fan stopped talking, and soon the several jars of wine on the table were drank up, and the rain in the sky seemed to have lightened a lot.

Standing up unsteadily: "Check out!"

"No, this drink is considered an old man, I can just treat you to drink!"

"I'm not used to owing people money for drinks!"

"Then touch zero, two thousand spirit stones will be enough!"

Xia Fan was taken aback by this. He didn't have that much money, and he even said that he didn't need Lingshi. The only few he had were traded with tiger skins when he first came down the mountain.

"Put the money in your account!"

The little wife is useless, although I haven't seen her for so many years, she must be useful.

Hearing this, Bai Yu manifested his figure: "Give me another hundred altars, and put it in Qian Qian's account!"

Hu Shi:.

What’s this, eating it and then taking it?

Two updates today. I took medicine for a cold and am feeling a little sleepy.

Thanks again for the clown’s speech.

(end of this chapter)