Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 234, 233. What are you (second more)

"Father-in-law"

Yang Fu followed, his eyes full of sadness.

She didn't know what to do, so she followed Xia Ji as if she had lost her soul to the gate of Wanjian Villa.

There were already many people under the gate, and there was a sharp confrontation between the two sides.

Yu Long, Xie Qiongfeng, Nian Ying, Zhao Yange and others stood together.

The others are on the other side.

Of course, the existence of the side frame is naturally indispensable.

Seeing this scene, Yang Fu didn't run forward, but ran towards a small pavilion far away from the crowd. In the pavilion there was an elegant man drinking tea leisurely.

"Father, I beg you."

The elegant man smiled and said, "Please, what?

Before you have married, those people are so arrogant and domineering, and don't look at my friends in the villa.

This is their mistake and they should bear it. "

"father!!"

Yang Fu knelt down directly.

The surrounding sounds are noisy, and the person's head hurts.

Suddenly, a black-faced man walked out of the crowd, looked at the people on the opposite side, and said with a straight face:

"I am the lieutenant of Linfeng City, and I manage the cases in this area.

Ma Gongzi Zheng Gongzi is usually a hospitable man, and he is also a famous man. This time he will bring a heavy gift to the wedding banquet. He will definitely not disappear for no reason. Since several people are suspected, they should go to the government office for investigation. If there is no problem, let go. people. "

It seemed that he was prepared. As soon as he finished speaking, four big swordsmen grabbed the air and iron shackles, walked out from both sides, passed the groom's official, and headed for the other three.

"Under investigation" and "no problem letting people go" are all nonsense. Once you enter the mansion, it is as deep as the sea. It is life or death, right and wrong, and there is no room for you.

In this age of turmoil and chaos, human lives are like grass, isn’t it common to kill people?

Even if you kill you, you can put a name on you, and then involve your family members, and then there are many people who don't know the truth clapping their hands. This is really normal operation.

This black-faced man is a skilled thief.

Then, he smiled even more.

Because he saw the bridegroom officer kneeling down.

The black-faced man is proud of his heart, but he still maintains his original righteousness: "What does the bridegroom officer mean? This city lieutenant enforces the law impartially"

However, before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Yu Long.

The handsome and humble man with a somewhat turbulent taste of Master Shijia looked at Xia Ji with a serious face, and he bowed deeply three times across the crowd.

There seemed to be no one else around.

There is no sound anymore.

Xia Ji looked at this disciple, he understood why the disciple worshiped.

So he asked: "Have you thought about it?"

Although there was laughter and noise all around.

But Yu Long could no longer hear any voices from outsiders, and he said solemnly: "I've thought about it."

Xia Ji looked at him gently: "This burden is heavier than you think, and it may not be easy to die."

Yu Long did not say any more. He crawled on his hands and bowed his head heavily, then bowed down in the most upright manner, and then said loudly: "I would like to inherit the name of the teacher, and I would like to bear the teacher's cause and effect. If there is no teacher, there will be no me. Long, I, Yu Long, will share my worries as a teacher."

Xia Ji quietly looked at him and said softly: "You don't understand"

Yu Long continued to raise his voice without anyone else: "It's nothing more than a soul flies away, and the disciples have no regrets or regrets."

Xia Ji shook his head.

The next moment, Xie Qiongfeng, Nianying, Zhao Yange, and even the wind blowing snow beside him all knelt down, and said in unison: "It's nothing more than the soul flies away, and the disciples have no regrets or regrets."

At this moment, all people and everything in the world disappeared.

Only the kneeling disciple and the standing teacher were left.

Xia Ji closed his eyes and said lightly, "Okay."

Everyone laughed louder, because in their eyes, they thought this was a little school who didn’t know where

Xia Ji opened his eyes and glanced at the disciples: "Go and do it, don't be afraid to stab you to the sky, I am here."

"Yes."

Several disciples answered in unison.

Xia Ji heard a burning smell.

He stopped looking at everyone, walked behind him, and helped Yang Fu who was kneeling on the ground.

Yang Fu wanted to kneel, but the strength that helped her seemed to allow her to refuse.

Xia Ji pulled her and said, "Little Fu, let's go inside and wait."

In the pavilion, the owner of Wanjian Villa put down the tea cup and hummed softly, "Your Excellency will not put me in your eyes?"

There is evil spirit in his voice.

Xia Ji had no sorrow or joy, and said lightly: "What are you?"

When he finished saying the word "West", he let go of his strength a little,

A gust of wind came out of his mouth,

Driving the airflow between the world and the earth, the rushing surge resembles the unstoppable river water that is rolling eastward, and is also like the thousand-mile tsunami that rises with the Jiao in the midsummer.

With a faint utterance, the straight-scrolled world is dull, the sun and the moon are pale,

The trees, houses, mud, rocks, and streams were all violently expelled by this brutal force, fleeing away crazy in panic.

boom! !

Rumble! ! !

The pavilion fell down.

The trees uprooted.

The boulder flies helplessly in the air like confetti.

The house in the distance was like a building block accidentally trampled by a naughty giant.

The mountain stream is interrupted and separated from top to bottom.

One word.

A breath.

Blow out all the dust in front of you, all right and wrong.

The owner of Wanjian Villa, who was still drinking tea elegantly a moment ago, has long since been blown away.

"He's okay." Xia Ji patted the bride on the back. "Let's go to the back and wait."

Yang Fu's brain was blank, and she couldn't help but look back.

The four people, including the husband, have already drawn their swords and faced nearly a thousand opponents on the scene.

My husband finally got rid of his humble and polite side, showing a strong side, and beheaded those who were rude and bullying before.

The other two girls, one of them extremely fast, like swallows swallowing water, dancing dexterously and swiftly among the people, killing people like cutting grass, but that's it.

The other little man was holding a knife and looking at the one who was going to escape, she would go up to make a knife if anyone escaped.

Yang Fu regretted to find that his husband was actually crushed.

And the heroic man, with his sword open and close, the sword is as steady as a mountain, wherever he goes, no one can match it. He is not bloodthirsty, but he is also angry.

Who wouldn't be angry just now?

Now, the man's anger is pouring out, no matter what nobleman, what city captain, what kind of elder brother, they are all infallible.

From his momentum and attitude, Yang Fu felt a taste of the scene of the massacre.

These people are monsters,

They were all the people who made Yang Fu an eye-opener.

in case

There was no other man standing beside them.

The elder brother of the husband who seems shy and introverted, afraid to look at people.

The husband's elder brother didn't even drew his sword, just grabbed a piece of grass.

A piece of grass in his palm has turned into a killing knife.

The long grass is dancing with the wind.

With every movement, one person will die.

He passed by so that the blood would not get on his body, nor would he stain his eyes.

When he did not make a move, he was like a big shy boy,

But when he did it, people suddenly realized that it was a monster that was hidden in the human world and had a cleanliness.

No, maybe not a monster.

He was too invincible, and his shots were too calm and unwilling. Yang Fumo said that he had seen him before, but he had never even heard of him.

"You dare to kill the royal court"

Someone yelled, but before the voice fell, it stopped abruptly, not because he was silent, but because the dead could no longer speak.

"Do you know who I am?"

There was no answer and no further questioning, because the speaker was dead.

"Crazy, really crazy, you must belong to the magic door"

The person who was used to madly labeling others also failed to complete his speech because he too was dead.

"This must be magic power"

The voice is not complete, and he is dead.

"Don't be afraid, there are only four of them. I have just analyzed their tactics. They can't just cut, stab, slap, and swing these moves."

Before he finished speaking, it was death again.

There is too much dust hidden in the earth.

When Xia Ji walked out of the imperial capital, he already understood this.

No matter what you do, you will find that what you have done is not up to the few rumors.

Rumors can be taken out of context, devalue everything you do, and make you exhausted forever.

Why don't the clouds cover your eyes?

Only one ride away from the mud.

Xia Ji took the bride away from this **** occasion.

He sat back in the side hall.

Yang Fu lowered his head uneasily.

She already understood a little that this was probably not the husband's father, but the husband's teacher.

In the distance, the fight was fierce.

Xia Ji suddenly threw out a token, which was the nameplate of the Su family. "Take it out and show it to them. Anyone who slows down your villa will also die."

Yang Fu hurriedly took it. She didn't recognize the token, but she ran out in a hurry.

Outside, Yang Jing of Wanjian Villa was preparing a sword formation.

Although the four of them were terrifying, he was not invincible at Wanjian Villa.

With a long howl, three thousand disciples who were cultivating in the back mountain suddenly flew over.

Yang Fu waved the token in his hand and shouted: "Uncle San!!!"

Yang Jing's face was green, and his appearance was shocked, fearful, and angry. Seeing Yang Fu at this time, he said angrily: "You're looking for a good man!"

Yang Fu didn't say much, and directly handed over the token.

Yang Jing took the token subconsciously,

The token is engraved with a five-color dragon, and the edge of the dragon travels,

In the center are two strange dragons connecting end to end.

The dragon is wrapped in two circles, and a character is engraved and painted in archaism in the middle.

Maybe outsiders don't recognize this word, but Wanjian Villa is not a small force. Yang Jing is also the owner of the three villagers, so he naturally recognizes the word "Su".

He couldn't help shaking, "Whose?"

Yang Fu said: "It's my father-in-law."

Yang Jing suddenly widened his eyes and opened his mouth. He recognized the token and also knew the identity of the person.

He suddenly threw the token back to Yang Fu, waved his hand: "Follow me!"

Yang Jing obviously had a lot of prestige in Wanjian Villa. He gave an order, and immediately many elite cadres, direct disciples, and elite disciples from the villa followed him.

Yang Fu said: "Uncle San, no!"

Her heart is extremely complicated.

Although Sanshu did not do the right thing, they were their own relatives after all.

She couldn't accept whether it was the third uncle who hurt the husband's side or the husband who hurt her family.

But Yang Jing didn't hear her talking. The three villagers of Wanjian Villa were already sweating profusely, and were running wild.

She hurried after it.

Then I saw a group of disciples in the villa came to the side hall.

Yang Fu shouted anxiously: "Sanshu!! No"

Before she finished her words, she saw something unbelievable in the next second.

The third uncle knelt down.

Everyone behind him was dumbfounded.

Everyone thought they were here to fight, but they didn't want to come out like this, they were all stunned on the spot.

Yang Jing shouted nervously: "Kneel down for me!"

Everyone bends their knees one after another, and knelt down.

Kneeling to the threshold of the side hall.

At the threshold, Xia Ji was drinking tea.

Yang Jing gritted his teeth and tremblingly said: "The villain has eyes but no beads, and has no eyes, I will apologize for you!"

As he said, he squatted his head towards the threshold, one after another, not daring to stop.

Behind the threshold, the white-haired man quietly put down the tea cup, he was not happy and even a little bit regretful.

Should have rejoiced, why have to get to this point?

He calmly said: "Get up."

Yang Jing didn't dare to get up and stayed on his knees. Although the others didn't know why, no one was an idiot. They instantly understood the status of this white-haired man, which was beyond their imagination.

Three thousand disciples came from Houshan. They could not form a sword formation, but all knelt over.

Soon, the owner of the villa also returned in tattered lichen shirts.

Because of Xia Ji's control, he was not seriously injured.

Only after seeing the crowd bowing, he was stunned, and hurriedly transmitted a voice message to the kneeling Yang Jing: "Who is he?"

Yang Jing transmitted the sound back: "Su family."

The villa owner's eyes widened, "Really?"

"I saw the identity plate."

The villa owner recalled the power just now, if it wasn't for the family, how could it be so powerful?

His legs softened, and he knelt toward the side hall, tears streaming down his heart.

My dear, if you had said it earlier, would my special mother do this to you?

Yang Fu, who was stunned, suddenly heard a voice transmission in his ears.

"Go and say something nice to your father-in-law, it's father who is blind and didn't recognize anyone"

"Father is this?"

Yang Fu couldn't understand the scene of this instant subversion.

Your father-in-law, Yu Lang's teacher, that eldest brother, and others are they? ?

At this time, Xia Ji said again: "Get up."

No one dares to get up.

Xia Ji said: "Can't the wedding be done?"

"Do, do, of course." The Patriarch of Wanjian Villa hurriedly said.

Xia Ji said, "Get up then."

He said repeatedly that the kneeling man got up in fear.

The pressure of the Su family is evident.

After the Scarlet Banquet.

The bride and groom entered the bridal chamber.

Xia Ji was also about to leave.

The owner waited for the group, bowed his head and bowed his waist, and sent him away.

At the bottom of the mountain pass, the owner of the village asked: "It's better to spend the night in the village tonight, my lord, I have made arrangements, and I will pay you apologize."

Xia Ji probably guessed what kind of arrangement it was, and this kind of arrangement made him dislike it from the bottom of his heart, but he couldn't change it, so he said, "No, I have to go back to Jinghu."

The owner of Wanjian Villa still had to be polite, but he suddenly wondered what it meant except for "Jinghu".

He finally realized who the man in front of him was.

He only felt a shudder from the soul, sweeping through his body.

actually

It was that adult.

The adult who wrote "The Power of the World" and "The Image of the World".

Preach the myths of the world.

He could not imagine.

The expressions on his face are colorful and beyond description.

Once again, there were no figures on the dark mountain road.

(End of this chapter)