[Comprehensive martial arts] Protect our little prince

The wind on the top of the mountain was very noisy, it blew on his body like a knife, the little prince was wiping his tears and blah blah, Rao Yu Luocha did not expect that this little ancestor could be so bold.

Does he not know how to write the word fear at all?

In the gray mist, Yu Luocha had blue veins popping out of his forehead, looking at the very fake young man wiping away his tears, he really wanted to know what was going on in his mind.

No one knows better than him the deterrent power of the name Yu Luocha in the Jianghu world. However, no matter how terrifying or cruel the reputation is, it is like a paper tiger in front of this little ancestor. This little guy seems to know that he will not kill Similarly, the ability to climb up the pole is simply perfect.

Zhao Mingyu was shivering from the cold wind. After talking a lot, he quietly raised his head to see the big devil's reaction, and found that he couldn't see the essence through the gray fog, so he intensified and continued to talk.

"Uncle Ximen, it's not wrong for you to arrest me to vent your anger. I believe Lu Xiaofeng and the others can understand, but why did you choose the six doors as the murder location?"

"The ruthless leg is not good, Huamanlou can't see it, Lu Xiaofeng is a fool, you are not afraid of ruining your reputation by committing murder and robbing people in front of the three disabled people?"

"Based on the relationship between our father and son, there is no need for you to do it yourself. If you have something to say, just say something. I will definitely come over to help without delay. Now it's good, Bianjing probably should be under martial law."

"Uncle, uncle, even if you don't care about yourself, you still have to think about Brother Chuuxue."

"Poor brother Chuuxue, he sits at home, and the pot comes from the sky. He is the sword god that the world pays attention to. If people know that his father robs other people's children in public, will his reputation be ruined?"

"At that time, everyone will say, 'Hey, buddy, do you know Ximen Chuuxue, the one who doesn't please his father, and his father sees a lively, cute and cute child when he goes out, and he just snatches his child away? That Ximen Fuxue who left, think about it, how miserable~”

"And Lu Xiaofeng, if you are still obsessed with it, the relationship between him and Brother Chuuxue may also be broken. Brother Chuuxue doesn't have many friends in the first place. Do you have the heart to see your son alone and alone for the rest of his life?"

"Uncle~~~"

Jade Rakshasa: ...

Yu Luosha clenched his fists tightly, took out a cold steamed bun from his bosom, and blocked that pissed off mouth. What crime did he do, why did he lose his mind and come out alone with this little ancestor? Is it okay to put people next to others to make them angry?

Jade Raksha, Yu Raksha, you really are getting better and better.

On the other side, Lu Xiaofeng hurried towards Hefangzhai, he believed that Huamanlou would not tell lies, but he wanted to know the truth from Ximen Chuuxue.

If the person in the gray mist just now is really Uncle Ximen, then there is no need to worry about the safety of the little ancestor. As for whether he will suffer physical pain, it depends on whether the little ancestor knows how to restrain himself.

But before he saw Ximen Chuuxue, he met the long-awaited elder of the Raksha Sect. Three gloomy Laoren in dark green embroidered robes and high gold crowns stood in the way. Pine, dry bamboo, Samuume.

Lu Xiaofeng narrowed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a particularly malicious smile. The three of them came here together, and they really looked up to him, "The three of you have to make room, I have urgent matters, and it would be bad if it was delayed."

Han Mei took a step forward, her eyes shone coldly, "Nine heavens and ten earths, all gods and ghosts have entered my door, and I obey, Lu Xiaofeng, hand over the Raksha card, and I will spare you."

"If you ask me to hand it over, I'll hand it over. How shameless I am." Lu Xiaofeng folded his arms and looked foolish, his eyes rolled around the three people in front of him, and then asked disdainfully, "Besides, who are you?" ah?"

Han Mei's face darkened, "It's too late to pretend not to recognize us now."

Lu Xiaofeng sneered, "I only know that there is an old saying in Central Plains, which is 'good dogs don't get in the way', have you three heard this saying?"

"You're looking for death!" Han Mei's face turned green, and she suddenly stretched out her hand to attack Lu Xiaofeng, with four or five inch long nails on her dry and skinny hands, she wiped the corner of her clothes and hit the wall with a swish, and turned her head to look , There are five black holes on the brick wall.

Lu Xiaofeng patted his chest in fear, fortunately he hid almost without being punched, otherwise Lu Xiaofeng would turn into a dead Xiaofeng if there were more holes in his body.

Han Mei couldn't take a single blow, and she didn't intend to fight any more. He waved his hand to the back, and then returned to the side of the lone pine and dead bamboo. His gloomy gaze made people shudder.

Lu Xiaofeng frowned, ready to run away with one hand behind his back at any time, at this moment, a strange musical sound suddenly sounded in his ears, like a complaining woman crying, like a ghost crying at night.

A few brawny men with bare upper body were walking towards this side carrying a large wooden plank. These men's chests were covered with sharp needles, but they didn't show any pain on their faces, instead they had strange smiles .

The three of Lone Pine, Dry Bamboo and Hanmei walked to the board, folded their hands together and leaned over their luggage, and then said quietly, "Since you refuse to hand over the Rakshasa card, then if you kill someone to pay for your life, you can only save your life."

Lu Xiaofeng's scalp became numb from the gazes of those men, and after hearing this, he turned around and ran towards the direction he came from, "Ruthless arrest! Ruthless arrest! Someone is going to commit murder in the street! Help!"

The lightness kung fu that can compete with Sikong Zhaixing is naturally not bad, and the loud voice mixed with internal strength even attracted the passers-by from half a street. Lu Xiaofeng ran and shouted, and ran back to the six doors in a flash.

Those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black. After dealing with the little ancestor for so long, I have never eaten pork and seen pigs run away. Isn't it just putting on face and treating myself as a child? In the face of life and death, everything is a trivial matter.

Lone Pine Withered Bamboo Hanmei saw the arrester running out of the yamen from a distance with a livid face, good!good!As expected of Lu Xiaofeng!

People in the rivers and lakes ran to the court for help when they encountered problems. Is this the hero of the Central Plains?

No matter how depressed they were, they had no choice but to leave before making plans when encountering this situation. Most of the Raksha Sect's forces were in the Western Regions, and they hadn't thought about making trouble with the Song court.

It's just that it's easy to come in Bianjing city, but they can't help them leave.

There are many masters in the six sects, plus the masters who have just been sent by the emperor, and the people from the rivers and lakes who watch the excitement on the street and don't think it's a big deal. No matter how good their martial arts are, they can't escape the siege of many masters.

Lu Xiaofeng pushed Wuqing and ran out, pointed at the suppressed Kusong and the others and yelled loudly, "Wuqing is the one who is arresting the head, they are the ones who are trying to misbehave with me in broad daylight, you must investigate strictly!"

Ruthlessly grasped the armrest, trying to regain control of the wheelchair, but Lu Xiaofeng was in high spirits right now, he tried a few times, but couldn't make him let go.

Under the watchful eyes of the public, this guy can speak Chinese. The little prince is right. It is really important for every commoner in the Song Dynasty to know the truth. If this guy reads two more books, he won’t make a fuss. joke.

Lu Daxia didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said. The uglier Ku Song Hanmei and the others looked, the happier he was. He finally experienced the same fun as his little ancestor, so of course he couldn't give up easily.

Fortunately, Lu Xiaofeng was the only one who was brought into trouble, and there was a very reliable Huamanlou next to him.

"Ruthless arrest, the corpse they brought should be Yu Tianbao." Hua Manlou's voice was a little low. Life and death are always uncomfortable. people calculate.

The smell of the dead body couldn't be covered up. Although the weather had turned cold and the dead body had been treated in a special way, no matter how it was covered up, the smell of the dead would still come out.

Ruthlessly nodded towards Huamanlou, remembering that this person couldn't see his movements, he said calmly, "Don't worry, Mr. Hua, there are thieves at the six doors, and the presence of corpses is enough to clear Mr. Lu's suspicion, it's just that there are too many gatherings on the street." People are prone to chaos, please ask the playboy to take Mr. Lu away."

Hua Manlou was stunned for a moment, and the melancholy in his heart disappeared in an instant, yes, he was busy now, and there was no time for him to grieve.

Han Mei and the others never imagined that when they came to the Central Plains, instead of grabbing the Raksha card, they were even caught by the court. They were from the Western Regions, so what qualifications did the Song court have to arrest them?

It's a pity that they forgot that they were arrogant and domineering when they were in the Western Regions, and they never restrained themselves when they came to the Song Dynasty. These days, they have human lives on their hands. Song's law ruled for them.

Lu Xiaofeng watched them being sent to the dungeon with unfulfilled interest, then he slapped his head and finally remembered what he had forgotten, "Oh no, I forgot to go to Ximen Chuuxue, it's getting dark, and Hefangzhai doesn't see visitors at night."

Ruthlessly appeased the people on the street, sent someone to send the corpse on the wooden board to Wu Zuo, and then explained to the experts in the palace what happened in the afternoon.

Now even if the emperor comes to ask in person, he doesn't know where to go after him. Yu Luocha has a treacherous temperament, and no one knows where he will take Zhao Mingyu.

Now the whole Jianghu knows that Yu Luocha has died suddenly, and the news of the fake death has been spread. Bianjing is too far away from the Western Regions. He should not return to the Western Regions before the things he planned are completed, and the only one related to him is Ximen. Fuxue, they didn't just do it at will.

Moreover, even if they can get Ximen Chuixue to talk, they may not know the whereabouts of Yu Luocha. After all, Hua Manlou said before that this is not a good relationship between father and son.

The sun was setting, and there was only a little afterglow in the sky, and he sighed ruthlessly, "Today is already late, we can only wait for tomorrow."

Lu Xiaofeng was dumbfounded, and grabbed Hua Manlou's sleeve with a sad face and started howling, "My poor Ming Yu~"

It was rare for Huamanlou to tear people off his body forcefully, even the smile on his face was a bit reluctant, "Lu Xiaofeng, you are already in your 20s, not a teenager, maybe you should find a gentleman to listen to Dongshi's imitation allusion."

He turned his head ruthlessly and caringly, pretending not to see Lu Xiaofeng's expression as if struck by lightning, but the raised corners of his lips couldn't deceive anyone.

Lu Xiaofeng clutched his chest with a broken heart, hugged the pillar next to him blankly, and muttered in a low voice, "How could this be, it's just a few years older, because I'm not as good-looking as my little ancestor?"

In the palace, Zhao Mingning became uneasy when he heard the news that his baby brother was taken away by Yu Luocha. Gong Jiu stood beside him with a blank expression on his face, and was hurt by his back and forth.

Until there was a slight movement above the head.

Jiu Gongzi's eyes were dim, and his figure flew out of the window in a flash. Looking at the little ancestor who was holding the ridge beast on the roof carefully for fear of falling, he was relieved and amused at the same time, "Ming Yu."

Zhao Mingyu was cursing in his heart, the majestic leader of the Western Demon Cult couldn't afford it, so he put him on the roof if he couldn't do it, didn't you know that he couldn't get up or down if he didn't learn Qinggong well?

Can this matter be actively exposed?nonsense!Of course not!

The little prince is omnipotent, with mere lightness skills, mere rooftops, and mere Jade Rakshasa, how can it be difficult to get him?

The pale-faced young man's legs were still shaking. Seeing his dear cousin appearing in surprise and surprise, he poked his neck and began to show his strength, "Then what, the moon is sixteen round on the fifteenth day, brother nine, let's enjoy the moon together?"

Gong Jiu was so annoyed by his reaction that he brought up His Majesty, whose shoes were almost worn out, and said through gritted teeth, "Okay, watch the moon, don't even think about it until the moon sets today."