Princess too Young, Prince too Old

"Dang!"

In the next second, a dozen or so guards in the backyard spit blood on the ground at the same time. The blood splashed three feet at a time, and the whole backyard was permeated with a strong pungent **** smell.

The frowning waiter yelled coldly: "Close the door! Come out!"

"Yes!"

The next second, the big iron gate in the backyard was slammed to death. More than a dozen servant servants who were still respectful just now were already holding their swords, and surrounded Lu Zhishan and Du Heng Tuan. Stay, the sword pointed at the two.

"King Ning County, it seems that Minger's ascension ceremony, you are afraid you can't keep up," said the frowning waitress sneer, looking down at Lu Zhishan, "You thought that Prince Gong Hebao was killed The king of county, imprisoned Prince Huai, and chased away the king of treasure county. Is this the ninety-five-year-old position yours? Hehe, you also want to be blind, and the child born of a lowly woman is worthy of this Supreme Is the place? Prince Huai is the solemn prince of the prostitute! This is the place where the princes should be Prince Huai, King Ning County, do you mean? "

Lu Zhishan said lightly, "You are not from Prince Huai's Mansion."

The waiter stunned, and then laughed even harder: "No, what? I wait for the grass mustard today to do the work of heaven!"

"Grass mustard?" Lu Zhishan smiled, looked around at the assassins, and finally glanced down at the leading waiter's face, while slowly whispering, "Which grass mustard can sneak into the Prince's house imprisonment and poison the Royal Forest Army? ability?"

"Dangdang! Dangdang!"

The iron gate was slammed and slammed. It was sharp and hurried, apparently for reinforcements.

"The King of Ning County is really brilliant, but it's a pity that even a clever person like King of Ning County has a hundred secrets," said the servant, laughing, glanced at the shaking iron gate, and trembled coldly. He lowered his face, and said to the crowd, "Get started! Give me Luzhishan and beheaded and killed!"

"Yes!" The next second, the servant servants roared towards Luzhishan and Du Heng.

Since returning from southern Xinjiang, Du Heng has not used a knife for a long time. He did not even remember the last time when he pulled a knife and killed him, but this sword is not left every day. He will be drawn out every day when he is busy. At half an hour Lai Tsai wiped the knife carefully, this knife has become an integral part of his body since Lu Zhishan gifted him 30 years ago.

As for the sword, he always used a sword, but he always carried a sword. It was a sword that Lu Zhishan had never left. However, after he was injured in southern Xinjiang, Lu Zhishan did not like to touch another sword. Du Heng knew that he was discouraged and didn't say anything on his mouth, but he felt a pity that he kept wearing the sword next to him. He didn't have any intention, so he thought about when Lu Zhishan was thinking about using the sword. Now, as long as he is by his side, he can be immediately handed over to Lu Zhishan, but he did not expect that after a lapse of twelve years, the sharp sword came out again, but at this time, this kind of occasion.

"Du Heng, remember when I first went to the battlefield, did I tell you anything?" Lu Zhishan, while Li Suo blocked the steel knife attacked in front of him, sharply pierced the man's throat, while slowly speaking to Du Heng. .

"Remember!" Du Heng waved the sword in his hand, his voice was like Hong Zhong, full of pride, "Huang Sha wore gold armor in all battles, and he would not return it without breaking Loulan!"

Lu Zhishan drew a sharp sword from the corpse, blood splattered, and he stood with blood on his head and face, pointing his sword at another thief.

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