The Cannon Fodder Big Brother collapsed again

Fang Qian paralyzed on the spot.Even though the Sword Intent was formed by his decades of practice, it is not easy to use, let alone endless, and he does not have spiritual support.What's more, Fang Qian not only had to focus on his own sword intent just now, but also pay attention to Ji Zheng's actions and guide him, which took a lot of mental effort.

Seeing that Ji Zheng was broken at this time, he didn't care to dislike Ji Zheng's demented face.The wooden hairpin left the repeated engravings under his feet, and his mind had already begun to empty.

Is it really him?

Ji Zheng subconsciously took half a step forward, but he didn't dare to approach him like a nostalgic.

Ji Zheng didn't see the process of the little porcelain man's sword being drawn, but he clearly felt that the sword intent that moved his thoughts just now was on the little porcelain man in front of him.How can this be?This is a little porcelain figurine he made himself, and he has never given it to Fang Qian for ten years, so how can it use sword intent?

The little porcelain man was originally made by him after Fang Qian's appearance. Now that the wooden hairpin is gone and the blue hair is drooping, he looks more like that person.

"you……"

Before Ji Zheng could figure out what and how to ask, the little porcelain man who had been slacking off just now suddenly jumped up, frantically hitting the trapped formation with his sword intent as a warning.

Ji Zheng's eyes remained the same, but when his fingers were about to touch the little porcelain figurine, a roll of red sleeves tightly wrapped around his waist and wrist from behind him at a faster speed.

Shi Qi didn't know when he stood silently at the door, pinched seals in both hands, stared at Ji Zheng and the little porcelain man, with killing intent in his hands, and the red sleeves were still getting tighter and tighter. that person?"

Ji Zheng looked down at the red sleeve in his hand, raised his hand and shook the red sleeve open.

"It's useless." Looking at the reaction of the little porcelain man, Seventeen has basically confirmed that the person in front of her is Ji Zheng. She still maintains a smiling expression, looking at the red sleeve rag still attached to Ji Zheng's arm: " Unless you still have the dragon spirit, you will never be able to get rid of it."

Ji Zheng just hesitated for a moment, and suddenly there was an inexplicable cracking sound in the room. Fang Qian felt numb all over his body just listening to it, and the rags stuck to him fell off one after another.

At the same time, more red silk rushed towards his face, trying to wrap around his nose and mouth. This seemingly gentle and lingering attack had a bit of green edge.

That point of sharpness is too small, and it is hidden in layers of silk and satin, so it is difficult to be noticed.

The little porcelain man squinted his eyes, and threw out the wooden hairpin in his hand, hitting a silver needle with a ding.

The wooden hairpin and the silver needle fell to the ground at the same time, and the delicate wooden hairpin was directly pierced by the silver needle and shattered into two halves.

Fang Qian was stunned for a moment, sighed with some pity, then looked up at Shiqi, with a calm voice: "Miss Shiqi, the royal family clearly wants to arrest him, why do you want to kill him?"

Shi Qi's eyes fell on the little porcelain man, and he seemed a little distressed: "You don't seem like a spirit, what are you?"

Fang Qian tilted his head slightly distressed: "Why doesn't the girl answer my question every time, instead she asks me a question instead."

Ji Zheng couldn't hear what the little porcelain man said, but he was suspicious of Shi Qi's words. Unfortunately, now is not the time to explore.His sword light was very fast, like a flying dragon piercing through the clouds, it had already pierced Shi Qi's chest.

Shi Qi seemed to be particularly afraid of dragon energy.With a light tap on her bare feet, she leaned back.The red sleeves tightened and pulled Ji Zheng out of the room together.

Ji Zheng was unaffected, one person with one sword, Qinghong was half full, and stabbed straight at him again.

Seventeen frowned slightly, and the hem of the skirt was raised, layer after layer of pink and white covered Ji Zheng's sword path, and was torn and chopped off again.The cycle goes on and on, as if there is no end to it.

Shi Qi's expression also became serious, and he pinched the seal formula in his hand, like a white butterfly dancing among flowers.Her sleeves and skirt are her weapons. She used softness to overcome rigidity, but unexpectedly she has no chance of winning in front of Ji Zheng, so she can only rely on those endless silks and satins to stand in a stalemate with Ji Zheng.

The tip of Ji Zheng's sword had also reached Shiqi's face, and the long sword passed through his head.But Shi Qi's wound did not leave a drop of blood.Her eyes blinked, she pulled away again, and with a swipe of her slender hand, her beautiful appearance was still restored to its original state.

"I'm not a living thing." Shi Qi smiled lightly, she didn't seem to care about the sword that Ji Zheng just managed.But only she knew how domineering the dragon energy wrapped around Ji Zheng's sword was, but for a moment, she felt burning pain all over her body: "How do you kill something that has never lived? "

Jian Guang, who Ji Zheng didn't answer, was so quick that he seemed to gain some of Fang Qian's form and spirit.

Shi Qi didn't dare to take it hard, and retracted the red sleeves that were tightly wrapped around Ji Zheng's body, and quickly retreated, Kai Xiu's eyebrows were locked once.If she missed this time, she was afraid that she would not have the chance to get rid of this person again.

She has no countermeasures, but he has.Ji Zheng turned around suddenly, grabbed the little porcelain man who was about to climb out of the threshold, and wanted to jump up the eaves and leave the palace in the west of the city.

He had faintly heard human voices, and he thought that other practitioners in the palace would show up soon.One thing more is worse than one thing less. He never thought of breaking into the palace in broad daylight.

The little porcelain man was full of thoughts, but he couldn't say a word at this time.

"Miss Seventeen, don't let the assassin go!" A gloomy old man's voice was deafening.Shi Qi's face suddenly turned pale, but he still raised his hands, and then dropped them suddenly.She didn't wear an inch of her body anymore, and the sky above the entire Chengxi Palace suddenly turned a beautiful red, and then it was covered under her hood.

A golden flame seemed to jump out of Ji Zheng's eyes.He mobilized all his spiritual energy, sword energy and dragon energy, and the long sword slashed towards the red sky.

A trace of golden blood leaked from the corner of Shi Qi's mouth, and his body shook slightly.At the same time, the rest of the practitioners in the west palace had already arrived.The leader among them recognized at a glance that Ji Zheng's method contained dragon spirit, and he burst into ecstasy: "So it's not an assassin, but a distinguished guest! Form the formation!"

In fact, there is usually this seventeen girl in Chengxi Wangfu. These cultivators, Ke Qing, usually don't have much chance to display their skills. Another trap was set up in the entire courtyard, and together with the red sky, Ji Zheng was imprisoned in it.

Ji Zheng couldn't make it out, his red eyes were still mixed with a gleam of gold.He couldn't get out, so he simply fell down, turned his head and swept down with a sword.If he can't break the formation, then he can kill the person who set up the formation, right?

Seeing that Ji Zheng didn't run away, the red sky immediately rolled up, and once again became the dance clothes covering Seventeen's body.She sat on the treetop in the courtyard, did not come down to participate in the scuffle, pressed her chest tightly with one hand, and carefully adjusted her breath.

In the next round of fighting, Ji Zheng and the practitioners in the Palace were injured.The murderous intent reappeared on Shi Qi's face, and the red sleeves wrapped around Ji Zheng's neck silently.

Ji Zheng couldn't fight back, he couldn't even dodge.After cultivating for a long time, the little porcelain man who had been protected by Ji Zheng stood on Ji Zheng's shoulder with one hand. He no longer had a weapon that could be used as a sword in his hand, so he used his fingers as a sword to catch the sword that was comparable to gold. Dan Yuanyuan will hit Yuanying with all his strength.

Fang Qian's porcelain-white palms were broken into tiny cracks.

He seemed to faintly see a trace of sadness in Seventeen's eyes, and her lips moved, saying, "I'm sorry."

"Seventeen, stop." A clear male voice came from outside the courtyard.Shi Qi's face froze, and the long sleeves hung limply back.She dropped the branch, knelt down to a graceful man who had just walked in and said, "My lord."

"Since you are a distinguished guest, how can you be so reckless?" The man does not look young. Although he is well maintained, he still gives off a youthful appearance. In fact, he has already passed middle age, and there are fine lines around his eyes.He spoke neither slowly nor slowly, blaming Seventeen, but paused again, showing a little more concern, "Are you hurt?"

Shi Qi seemed a little guilty, he didn't dare to look up at the man, and just lowered his head to admit his mistake: "It's Shi Qi who didn't treat guests well, Shi Qi knew he was wrong."

The man sighed slightly.His gaze shifted from Shiqi's body to Ji Zheng's body not far away.He paused for a while before throwing out a question, but the words were full of doubts: "This should be His Highness Sixth?"

Ji Zheng didn't answer the man's words, but frowned and looked at the villain on his shoulder, with anger rising in his eyes.

The man smiled, his lips barely moving, but asked softly in a voice that could only be heard by Shi Qi: "I just heard someone say that the dragon's breath is from him?"

Shi Qi hesitated for a long time, but finally nodded solemnly.

The man's eyes suddenly filled with ecstasy, and the fine lines at the end of his eyes became much deeper.He stared at Ji Zheng closely, and said with a smile: "After all, this king actually has to call you aunt and uncle. It's just that this king is much older than you, so I still call you His Highness the Sixth Highness, lest everyone feel uncomfortable .”

Ji Zheng held Fang Qian back in his palm and looked at him warily.

From the man's words, it is impossible for Ji Zhengruo not to be able to guess that this person is Chengxi Wang Xiao Zhi.But he couldn't figure out Xiao Zhi's intention to catch him. Seeing Xiao Zhi approaching him courteously, his whole body tensed up with sword intent. "I have nothing to do with the royal family."

When Xiao Zhi heard the words, there was even a trace of apology on his face: "Then... this king threw away some ancestral etiquette and called you Ji Zheng. You don't mind?"

Ji Zheng didn't answer, but a trace of hesitation flashed across his expression.

Xiao Zhi looked at the little porcelain man who had been protected by Ji Zheng just now, and there was more indescribable emotion in his eyes.Then he immediately ordered his servants to prepare the table: "Meeting is a fate, no matter what your purpose of visiting my palace today is, let me do my part as a landlord first. If you have any needs, just ask, I will definitely meet you." help."

The purpose of Xiao Zhi's stay is unclear. Ji Zheng knew that it was best to leave at this time. It would be easier to check the entrance if he stayed in the palace. What's more, the security around him is so tight that it may not be easy for him to escape unscathed.

Fang Qian obviously thought of this, and patted Ji Zheng's arm to let him wait for the situation first, and refrain from acting rashly.

Ji Zheng lowered his head and glanced at the little porcelain man with an unpredictable expression. After pondering for a while, he responded, "Okay."