Huhu~~
The rapid air flowed up, lifting up the dusty green clothes. The short hair, which was not very long, was wet with sweat, and was pressed against the pretty face one by one.
But she didn't dare to stop at all. The sound of horse hooves coming from her ears was like a whip soaked in water, making her whip keep whipping.
The dragon horse neighed lowly, red sweat kept flowing, and her mouth was covered in white foam, and she was almost gone to waste.
"Princess..."
At one moment, she seemed to have some sense, and couldn't help but look up, feeling the arrival of the will of reality, and a great despair flashed in her heart.
Such a strong will as solid as the essence, at least at the level of a master or above, right?
For the sake of a maid like himself, those people actually dispatched such a master?!
"Princess!"
The girl in green was desperate and her strength was out of control.
Finally, the dragon and horse roared with tragic sounds, folded their four hooves together, and suddenly pounced down, throwing their master to the ground.
"Ah Huang!"
The girl in green had sad eyes, but she had no time to comfort her horse. She felt the sound of horse hooves gradually approaching. She bit the life-burning pill in her mouth and ran to the city where the outline was visible at the end of the official road.
She is not afraid of death, but she cannot die here.
"Xilulu~"
The dragon horse neighed, and several black-clothed swordsmen stopped their horses from afar. Several of them seemed to be frightened, and they fell off their horses. Fortunately, they had light skills and staggered and stabilized their bodies.
"who?!"
Several swordsmen in black changed their expressions.
Zheng ~
The man in front of him felt like he was facing a great enemy, with a knife in his hand and looking into the distance, his expression was horrified and his hair exploded.
Just a moment ago, he felt a strong will coming. In just a moment, a few dragon horses lost control, and he himself became even more dark.
"Captain?"
The swordsmen in black also noticed something, drew their swords, and stood with their backs against each other, as if they were facing a great enemy.
"This is, Qianli Soul Locking?!"
The captain's heart trembled. Even if the pursuer was not far away, he seemed to have lost the courage to pursue him.
His martial arts are much higher than the few people behind him, and he knows better what this means.
But how is this possible?!
How is that possible?!
For a moment, he was shocked and felt his heart beating like a drum, and 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 running, and was ready to fight to the death. However, before long, she noticed something strange.
Looking back, I saw that the pursuers all stopped for some reason, as if they were facing a great enemy, as if they felt something extremely frightened.
"Is it?"
As soon as the thought changed, she felt a sense of excitement, shocked and happy.
Trepidation!
At this moment, she heard a long cry and a crane sings in the sky!
"Blue-eyed White Crane! Is it really him?!"
Looking at the white crane that was shaking its wings, the girl in green was surprised, while the group of swordsmen in black were cold in their hearts, as if they were falling into an ice cave.
"Beheading knife, Yang Yu!"
The name of a person, the shadow of a tree.
With the spread of major events, the name of the beheading sword has long been more than limited to Qingzhou, and the Yunbai Prefectures and even the Longyuan Road are also well-known.
This red-eyed white crane is also known to everyone.
The white crane in front of him swooped down, and the Longyuan Guards became more and more alert, and the palms of the leaders were wet.
Huh ~
The strong wind whistled, blowing the grass and ashes on the rolling path.
The black robe covered his body and his facial features were missing. It was Yang Yu, who had descended to the body of the living dead through the evil seal. Looking at the people in front of the forest, he frowned slightly.
He had seen the girl in green twice. She was Yu Fengxian's maid, and those swordsmen in black were obviously Long Yuanwei.
Under what circumstances did the people from Longyuan Guard dare to chase the princess' maid?
only……
"Your Mightiness……"
Seeing that he was the one he imagined, the Long Yuanwei people all breathed a sigh of relief. The captain also regained his calmness, but he did not dare to relax his vigilance and spoke from afar.
However, Yang Yu ignored him and looked at the maid in green:
"What happened?"
‘Mr. Ma?’
As if he noticed something, the girl in green relaxed her guard and said with a bitter expression:
"Zhang Lingfeng suddenly attacked, imprisoned the old lady, and wanted to become king... I couldn't stop the lady. The lady left me and asked me to hide my name, yes, yes..."
Is Long Yuan’s way of fighting for the throne?
Yang Yu knew it, in fact, he was not surprised. Not only him, but anyone with discerning eyes in Long Yuandao could expect this result, but...
"Old Prince, is he dead?"
The girl in green shook her head.
"No?"
Prison Yang was slightly shocked.
After my father died, my uncle and nephew competed for the throne, which was common in the Ming Dynasty and even in all dynasties. However, before my father died, he dared to launch the throne, but in ancient and modern times, there were only a few people in ancient and modern times.
Everyone thought that the Zhang Lingfeng meeting would not attack until the old prince passed away.
But unexpectedly, he dared to take the big flaw in the world, betray his mother, nephew, and father...
Is this when the Zhang family kings died?
Or is there any other support behind it?
As he thought about it, Yang Yu looked at the Longyuan Guard swordsman who was in a dilemma inside and out. He could be sent to chase a maid, so he could not be a master.
In fact, this captain is even worse than Zhou Xili, who saw him back then. Not to mention himself, the living dead man was enough to kill him with one hand.
"In Xialongyuan Guard, Huozi Camp Xu stopped, who is yours?"
Feeling the cold and harsh gaze, the captain's heart was cold, but he didn't expect that the servant in black who had been described in the information was so cold and powerful.
"We are under the order of King Longyuan to capture this beast. If you want to intervene, you need to consider the consequences!"
A black-clad swordsman said in a deep voice. Before he finished speaking, he was already slapped on the ground by Xu Yi stopping and slapping his heart. His forehead was filled with sweat:
"You don't know the rules, please don't blame me..."
Xu Yizhan wanted to turn around and hammer the bastard subordinate. Isn’t this forcing others to take action?
If they were defeated by others, even if the royal palace was furious and sent troops to encircle them, could they still be resurrected?
"Longyuan King, Longyuan Guard, is such a big name."
Yang Yu looked cold and didn't say much, just waved his hand:
"People, please?"
Leave, or not?
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Xu Yiting's breathing is rapid, his palm holding the hilt is loose and tight, but he still sighs dejectedly and leads the dragon horse toward Heishan City.
The aura of the person in front of him was cold and powerful, but if it were just like that, he would not have the power to fight. But looking at the strong bow on his back and the white crane hovering at low altitude, he still gave up his decisive attempt.
The archers and birds are all inseparable from the master, and they are inseparable from the archer...
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"King Longyuan..."
In the room, Yang Yu was silent in his heart as he looked at the land god card that turned into smoke and clouds and sank into the old man's body.
There were nine out of ten veins in the Ming Dynasty. The nine princes controlled nearly 60% of the elite troops of the Ming Dynasty and guarded the border for the imperial court. Their power was extremely powerful. Throughout the past three thousand years, countless people named emperors were not as powerful as their power.
Especially in today's era of declining central government, its strength is even more terrifying.
Among the ten directions of Xu Wenji's rule of the country, the number one ranks first was to control the kings. In fact, the kings had great power, which was even better than the aristocratic families and martial arts worlds.
Therefore, when it comes to the battle for the throne, as strong as Wei Zhengxian, he can only go far away to the border and cannot leave in seclusion. He is like this, and the same is true for the "Lin Qitian" and "Fang Zhenghao" in Yun and Baizhou.
This is the case with the great master who holds heavy troops, so how can others be exceptional?
"call!"
Amid the heavy gasp, the old man slowly opened his eyes, feeling relieved in his fatigue:
"Success!"
“Successfully.”
Yang Yu smiled, but his heart sank. He was willing to fail at this time.
As the name suggests, the God of Land is not a god's position at all, but a land. In other words, there is no regret for making a move. Once you have a choice, there is no room for regret.
"You can get familiar with it first."
After calming down, Yang Yu walked out of the house.
Not long after, the red-eyed white crane descended into the city and saw Yang Yu slowly walking with expressionless faces, the faces of several swordsmen in black were pale.
"Everyone..."
Yang Yu pulled a chair from the tea shop and sat on the long street, looking at several swordsmen of Longyuan Guard:
"Talk about it?"
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Huh ~
The warm river breeze at noon blew across the bow deck, blew the long red robe hair. On the deck, Yu Fengxian stood with a knife and looked in front of her cold eyes.
In the distance, there is the city gate closed, and in front of you are luxurious warships.
On the warship, guests from the royal palace with strong and strong aura stood side by side, surrounded by the fat middle-aged man with a wide body of flesh and eyes that could not even see his eyes.
"You shouldn't have come back..."
Looking at his niece with phoenix eyes on the deck, Zhang Lingfeng sighed slightly.
"Where is grandma?"
Yu Fengxian had no expression on her face.
"She is naturally in the mansion, the ancient Buddha of Qinglan, as usual."
Zhang Lingfeng shook his head slightly:
"They don't care about the friendship between father and son, but your second uncle, I don't do anything that is angry or resentful..."
"ridiculous!"
The sharp qi piping, Yu Fengxian was angry: "Zhang Lingfeng, you imprisoned your mother and Ling's father, aren't it enough to be angry enough for heaven and man to resent?!"
"If a father kills his son, and a mother poisons his son, and if a father is unkind, he will naturally be unrighteous!"
Zhang Lingfeng stood with his hands behind his back, his voice echoing above the river:
"Fengxian, go! The second uncle doesn't want to fight with you."
"Zhang Lingfeng, your hypocritical appearance is really like a eunuch in the palace. It is hypocritical and disgusting!"
Yu Fengxian's eyes were cold and her words were like a knife.
"Hahaha!"
Hearing this, Zhang Lingfeng laughed wildly, laughing loudly, and was hoarse:
"What a very eunuch, okay, okay!"
His eyes were filled with violence and sadness, but it was finally suppressed:
"Fengxian, do you know why I have been tolerant for more than ten years, but why I have stopped holding on?"
Yu Fengxian clenched her long sword and looked around. There were many figures on the battleship, including guests, coaches and guards who watched her grow up.
"For more than ten years in prison, I was always wondering why I couldn't get into the old man's eyes, but I always had a hint of expectation in my heart.
The eldest brother died early, the third brother became a monk, Long Fu was incompetent, no matter what, it was my turn."
Zhang Lingfeng murmured to himself, his face gloomy:
"But I didn't expect that they would rather recruit a slutty man as their son-in-law and risk being taken away by outsiders to clamp down on me!"
"Why?!!"
Boom!
It seemed like a thunder flashed through the sunny day.
Looking up again, the violence in Zhang Lingfeng's eyes was beyond suppression. He stared at Yu Fengxian, his voice hoarse and cold:
"Fengxian, I'll ask you again if you are thinking about your uncle and nephew. Do you never follow me?"
In the deep and cold breath, Yu Fengxian spoke: "Zhang Lingfeng! Do you know why grandpa looked down on you from beginning to end?"
Zhang Lingfeng did not say a word, but his expression changed a little.
"When grandpa told me about the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, you said, "You are agile, but you lose your purity. When you meet the strong, you will be weak, and when you meet the weak, you will be strong. If you are the king, then the Longyuan Tao will be destroyed!"
"The strong prey on the weak and the strong will survive, and this is the way of heaven."
Zhang Lingfeng's expression was indifferent:
"At this moment, the Manjiang warships, inside and outside the city, are all in my hands. What do you think? And what should you do? So what can you do?"
Huh ~
The sound waves echoed on the river surface, on many warships, with swords and swords like forests, and there were even a breath that made her feel throbbing.
"Grandpa taught me..."
Yu Fengxian pinched the handle with five fingers, slowly crossed the knife, and looked calm, and he paused every word:
Chapter completed!