[Comprehensive martial arts] Protect our little prince

The little prince was in a panic. He was able to grow up safely, and his brother’s dedication to protect him was the greatest contribution. In terms of rewards, the red and green name system would definitely be No. 2, but now, his red and green name system is actually broken.

Thinking about his young age, why is his eyesight not working well?

Zhao Mingyu stabilized his mind, looked at the few people around him, and found that his dear little friend was still green-named. After repeated confirmation several times, he put his frightened heart back into his stomach.

It’s okay, okay, his eyes are not bad, and the one who has the problem is the big boss. The lesson of blood comes first. I hope that the latecomers will have a better memory. Normal people should not guess the big devil’s thoughts, otherwise they will definitely doubt it. In life, he is the poor lesson from the past.

There was a turbulent undercurrent within the fault-finding team, and after the little ancestor calmed down, even Lu Xiaofeng, who was the most active, lost the interest to speak.

The few people walked for half an hour. After the bustling city, there is still a world in the small courtyard.

The swordsman dressed in a snow-white robe sat in the courtyard, his eyebrows and eyes were as sharp as blades, like eternal ice and snow, and he could feel the coldness just by looking at it.

"You are here." A group of people appeared in the courtyard, but Ye Gucheng only saw Ximen Chuuxue in his eyes, his bony hand resting on the sword, obviously the sword was not out of its sheath, but it seemed that there was a clanging sword coming from the depths of his soul out.

Zhao Mingyu remembered what his brother said, Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City, is like a flying fairy with swords, and people are like flying fairy.

Look at this appearance, look at this temperament, not to mention flying immortals, even heavenly immortals.

When Lu Xiaofeng saw the little ancestor's eyes light up, he knew something was wrong, so he quickly covered his mouth and pulled him back, lest he accidentally say something that shouldn't be said.

Zhao Mingyu: woo woo woo~

Lu Xiaofeng, you are too much!

Ximen Chuuxue clenched the black sheath sword in his hand, and only Ye Gucheng was in his eyes. The two of them had the same white robe and the same sword. When they stood together, everything around them was blurred.

Lu Xiaofeng covered Zhao Mingyu's mouth, and his dark eyes flicked back and forth between Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng. Even if he couldn't speak, he could tell that his little ancestor had a lot of thoughts in his heart.

——When the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win but there are countless in the world.

Perfect match!

Lu Xiaofeng was about to cry, even though he was in such a tense situation, he was not worried about Ximen Chuuxue at all, because what he needed to worry about most now was not Ximen Chuuxue, but this little ancestor who never played cards according to common sense.

Gong Jiu watched Lu Xiaofeng drag the little fool out of their family coldly, and his mood changed from bad to very bad. The little ancestor who was pampered at home was being yelled at by these Jianghu people outside. People don't think much of their clan.

It's a pity that now is not the time to care about these things, otherwise he would definitely let Lu Xiaofeng know how precious their children are.

The other senior who hid his identity here is let go for the time being, the reason is very simple, he can't beat him.

Gong Jiu stood beside Zhao Mingyu with arms folded. Before Zhao Mingyu arrived at the other courtyard, the emperor had already sent someone to tell him about the current situation. The identity of Yu Luocha was deeply hidden. Inside, no one had ever seen what he looked like.

On the other side, Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue looked at each other for a long time, and then turned their eyes to the other people. The white-clothed swordsman's lips raised a slight arc, and even his voice was a little warmer than usual, "I didn't expect you It came so fast."

Ximen Chuuxue looked away expressionlessly, he didn't want their contest to be mixed with too many other things, with this person's attitude, it's okay for them to compete this time.

Ye Gucheng lowered his brows, he also wanted to compete with Ximen Chuixue in a dignified way, but good luck tricks people, for the sake of the people of Baiyun City, he can only live up to his own sword.

Zhao Mingyu looked at the two peerless swordsmen who couldn't get in the third person, and was looking forward to his brother's reaction when he saw Ye Gucheng.

The Lord Baiyun is so good-looking, is he willing to be tough?

The little prince was a little shaken, but thinking about the empty state treasury, the emperor's private treasury and his shriveled little wallet, the idea of ​​copying Baiyun City became firm again.

Poor people are not qualified to control their appearance~

Poverty makes people realize the reality. City Lord Ye must choose to rebel because he has money, and whoever has no money will do such thankless things.

Such a good-looking city owner, why can't he be one of his own people? If Baiyun City is a big taxpayer in Song Dynasty like Wanmei Villa, wouldn't there be so many problems?

Gong Jiu looked at the restless little ancestor, and made up his mind to go back and find an opportunity to have a good discussion with the emperor's cousin on how to raise children. He doesn't care what other people's children look like, this little ancestor must not be raised and abandoned.

Zhao Mingyu noticed the eyes of their ninth brother, and looked over with difficulty and asked with his eyes: "Ninth brother, what's wrong?"

Lu Xiaofeng's grip was too tight, he couldn't speak.

Gong Jiu: ...

Forget it, let's be stupid first.

Young Master Jiu turned his eyes away from his bad brother, and stepped forward to stand in front of Ximen Chuuxue, "Master Ye, long time no see, I miss him very much."

It wasn't until Gong Jiu took the initiative to speak that Ye Gucheng finally divided his attention to others, "Why is Master Jiu here?"

Their powers are both overseas, and Baiyun City and Wuming Island have intersected, so the two of them naturally had contact.

Gong Jiu folded her arms and said in a flat tone, "Father, King Taiping."

Although he didn't want to admit it, at this moment, the status of Prince Taiping's son was much easier to use than people from the Jianghu.

Ye Gucheng paused for a moment, then quickly returned to normal, "Sure enough, nothing can be hidden from the emperor."

"Since you know, why do you still help the tyrant?" It was not Gong Jiu who spoke, but Ximen Chuuxue.

He used to not believe that Ye Gucheng was obsessed with power, and now he even less believed that this person would rebel for power.

"You have to know that no one can live as he wants." Ye Gucheng stood up, his movements were too calm, as if this was not a small courtyard, but the exquisite back garden of the Lord's Mansion of Baiyun City, "The top of the Forbidden City I will go to the decisive battle on time, now, please leave here.”

Ximen Chuuxue fell silent. He knew that this person might not be able to help himself, and he had no position to condemn him.

Gong Jiu doesn't care so much, he just wants to know whether King Pingnan is really as shameless as he guessed, "Feixian Island is in the South China Sea, Baiyun City is strong, and Lord Ye is so secretive, could it be that King Pingnan used private soldiers?"

Not many vassal kings in the Song Dynasty had military power. King Pingnan used to be one of the few vassal kings with real power. Although he voluntarily returned the military power to the emperor a few years ago, only he can tell whether he has returned all the power. Know.

His emperor's cousin was indeed capable, but he was young, and he didn't even have complete control over the capital, let alone make the vassals everywhere obedient.

The sky is high in the South China Sea, and the emperor is far away, and King Pingnan has been operating there for decades. He only needs to do a little trickery on the household registration, and it is enough to pull up a troop that is not inferior to the Xiang army.

Ye Gucheng didn't speak, his reaction already showed that Gong Jiu's guess was right, no matter how rich Baiyun City is, it can only support dozens or even hundreds of guards, no matter how many people there are, the court will not tolerate them.

Feixian Island and the imperial court have lived in peace for a hundred years. On the one hand, the imperial court has no energy to control them, and on the other hand, they know how far the imperial court can tolerate them.

Gong Jiu got the answer he wanted, and he was about to leave after giving up the place, "I hope you two have a chance to compete in a dignified manner. His Majesty the Emperor is kind, and he will leave the top of the Forbidden City to you at that time."

"Prince Pingnan, be careful, Prince Pingnan." Ye Gucheng suddenly spoke up, speaking of a person who had no sense of existence.

He knew that being involved in the rebellion would only lead to death, but the people of Baiyun City were innocent, and the people in the City Lord's Mansion didn't know about it. He didn't expect himself to live, but only hoped that Baiyun City would be safe and sound.

Gong Jiu looked back and felt that Ye Gucheng's cooperation was a bit too much. When encountering such a thing, it is normal for ordinary people to pretend that they don't know anything without real evidence, and they would never be so active.

What's more, King Pingnan still controls the entire Baiyun City. If this person tells him this so easily, isn't he afraid that King Pingnan will be furious and vent his anger on the people of Baiyun City?

"City Lord Ye, do you have time tonight?" Gong Jiu said casually, things went too smoothly, in order to avoid omissions, he had to let his cousin of the emperor go out in person.

Ye Gucheng might be able to fool him, but it is absolutely impossible to fool the fox.

Zhao Mingyu obediently stood by the side in front of a transparent person, and after hearing such a question from their ninth brother, he was in a bad mood. What's going on, he continued to talk when he was free at night?

There are no outsiders in the yard now, so you can say whatever you want, don't worry about bad things, what else needs to be reserved until night?

The little prince opened his eyes and looked suspiciously at the few people over there, patted Lu Xiaofeng's arm to signal him to let go.

"Don't talk nonsense, or I won't take you out to play in the future." Lu Xiaofeng whispered a warning in his ear, and then released the little ancestor who didn't know what he wanted to do.

Zhao Mingyu knew the seriousness, but just stood aside with a wrinkled face, and didn't mean to intervene in the past. Brother Ninth was negotiating with Ye Gucheng. Give brother nine face.

Well, it's a slap in the face.

Yu Luosha seemed to disappear in place after holding back his breath. As long as he didn't speak, even if he was alive and there, he would skip it at a glance.

He could see that Ye Gucheng had a will to die. He would definitely lose if he had this kind of mentality before the competition. Since it wasn't Chuuxue who was going to have an accident, why did he care about it?

When Zhao Mingyu remembered that there was a moody boss following him, Yu Luocha could no longer be found in the courtyard, "Lu Xiaofeng, where is Uncle Ximen?"

"Ah?" Lu Xiaofeng looked around in a daze, and couldn't help rubbing his arms when he found that there was really someone missing, "Uncle Ximen's martial arts are beyond your and my imagination."

He thought that his martial arts were not bad, but he didn't notice when Uncle Ximen disappeared. If they were enemies, he would probably be completely cold right now.

Zhao Mingyu thought of the frightening blood bar, and nodded with empathy, didn't he? He has lived so long, and he has seen countless masters. Before meeting Yu Luocha, he had never thought of human beings. The blood bar can grow to that extent.

A normal expert should be like Ye Gucheng Yecheng Lord, the blood bar is long, anyway, it is still expected, I hope this world will not upgrade by itself, if one day it suddenly becomes a world of immortals, it is over, his brother Crying every day to court.

In the palace, Zhao Mingning covered his face and sneezed. He didn't know who was talking about him, pinched his nose and continued to talk about the business, "There are so many masters in the palace, can they add up to stop Ye Gucheng?"

Zhuge Zhengwo frowned, hearing the emperor's tone, he guessed that he was going to do something, and immediately put his hands together to persuade him, "Your Majesty, the matter is of great importance, and Ye Gucheng cannot be allowed to enter the palace."

His Majesty the Emperor agreed readily, but actually didn't take Zhuge Zhengwo's words to heart at all. Ajiu understood his thoughts very well, and would definitely bring Ye Gucheng to the palace to let him see the demeanor of the Sword Immortal.

Feixian!

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