Sword King Reborn

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"Who did this? Read the latest chapter." The majestic man with a beard stared at a pair of big copper bell-like eyes, and every piece of flesh on his face revealed something called anger. At this time, in front of him, A groaning man was curled up. The man's Chinese clothes were in tatters. Two shocking blood holes replaced the places where his eyes should be, and his strong legs were severed from them. They were white. The bones on his body protruded from his trouser legs, and the blood had solidified, making him look very miserable.

Several men in black fighter uniforms looked at each other and lowered their heads. A man who seemed to be a small leader whispered: "Reporting to the sect leader, we found Commander Qin on the street and did not know about him. Who was hurt?" "This King's Landing City is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger. There are still people who dare to touch my Wan Mou." The bearded man smiled coldly, and a pure white energy blew over in an instant. All he saw was tables, chairs, and benches. All the decorations and furniture were instantly transformed into crystal clear ice sculptures, and their luster was very eye-catching in the refraction of light.

Several fighters were so frightened that they did not dare to raise their heads. They suppressed the trembling caused by the severe cold and kept shaking their teeth: "Check it for me. I must find it out." Who did this?" The bearded man was furious. Several of the fighters nodded and almost knelt down to agree. The room was filled with a coldness that was like a severe winter, but outside the room, Shi Shiran walked in.

"Master Wan, what made you so angry?" A short middle-aged man wearing a plain white robe with a high crown on his head walked in: "It's really rare for Mr. Zuo Xiang to come to visit." The bearded man squinted his eyes. It was Li Musen, the powerful and powerful left prime minister of Raya in the past. However, he is no longer the same as before. Since Mu Zihao died suddenly in the brothel, Li Musen's power has been deteriorating. Nowadays, he only holds the fictitious title of leftist prime minister, and the power in his hands has long been divided by Emperor Raya.[

And the word "Master Zuo Xiang" gradually took on the meaning of ridicule from the original honorific. Li Musen smiled slightly and didn't care. Instead, he glanced at the room: "Hey, isn't this Commander Qin? Why? He was injured like this." Li Musen's expression changed drastically, he walked up a few steps and knelt down to help the struggling man.

Wan Sheng's face changed slightly, and he said with a smile: "Master Zuo Xiang has good eyesight. Even I can't recognize him when he looks like this. Master Zuo actually saw it at a glance." Li Musen didn't have any doubts. Embarrassed, he just pointed to the clothes on the man's body with a sad look on his face and said: "This suit of swallowing cloud battle armor was given to Commander Qin, so I recognize it."

Wan Sheng did not pursue the matter, with a hint of contempt in his eyes. He winked at his men. Several fighters in black who looked as frightened as rabbits quickly dragged the man on the ground out of the room. It became deserted, Wan Sheng sat down on his seat, glanced sideways at Li Musen and said: "Master Zuo Xiang, please speak directly if you have something to say. You are not going to the Three Treasures Hall now, but you will definitely have something to do when you come."

There was still a strong sense of ridicule in these words. Normally, Li Musen would never have looked at Wansheng. So what about the ten major sects? He was just the lord of the most remote Winter City. With him Laya, the Prime Minister of the Left, but this thought only lingered in his mind for a few seconds before Li Musen quickly suppressed it. He knew his current situation, and he could only plan for great things by swallowing his anger.

"Sect Master Wan was joking. I just happened to be passing by here. I was thinking that as the proprietor, Sect Master Wan would serve as the envoy of the Divine Enlightenment Conference on behalf of the God of War. As the proprietor, I have to pay him a visit no matter what." Li Musen was flawless and refused to admit that he was his own A man came to the door, and Wan Sheng didn't bother to play with him. He frowned and said, "Now that Mr. Zuo Xiang is here, can you ask Mr. Zuo about who is in Junlin City?" You have so much courage to touch my people."

Li Musen's face froze slightly, he looked around, pretending to be cautious and lowered his voice and said: "Sect Leader Wan can't say that. Yesterday Junlin City could still respond to your words, but today it can't." "Why." Wan Sheng was very annoyed by Li Musen's words and asked with his eyes wide open.

"Because I, Imperial Master Raya, have returned. In this city, let alone your subordinates, even your Excellency, you may not be able to offend him." Li Musen made a fearful expression, as if he really As if he was very frightened, Wan Sheng raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Oh, this is the first time I heard of such a famous person, what is his name?" "Ling Feng, Ling who dominates the world." Li Musen laughed, His face suddenly turned cold.

"Ling Jue Tianxia, ​​he is the son of Ling Ba Tian." Wan Sheng's face suddenly changed, obviously extremely surprised: "Sect Master Wan, if Commander Qin was injured by Ling Feng, I advise you to swallow your anger. This young man, you You can't be offended!" Li Musen looked considerate of others, and his expression was even more sad than Wan Sheng's. But when he turned his head, the cold light in the corner of his eyes made him look so eerie and strange.

"So what about Ling Ba Tian? Now that the god has returned, his reputation was not worthy of his name more than ten years ago. I want to see what this young boy is capable of." Wan Sheng stood angrily. Standing up, Li Musen hurriedly waved his hands and said: "No, no, no! Master Wan, you must not. That Ling Feng is the master of Raya. Not only is he highly regarded by His Majesty and the ministers in the court, he is also very famous in the market." Gao, if Sect Master Wan deals with Ling Feng face to face, it will only make the people of the imperial capital angry at the God of War, which is not good for the God of War."

Wan Sheng frowned. He actually knew who did it. The reason why he got angry was because he didn't dare to go to Ling Feng to get angry. Li Musen told what he was thinking in a tactful way, and at the same time he also He hinted that since he was here, he would naturally have a way to help.

"I heard that Mr. Zuo Xiang's son had a conflict with Ling Feng and died accidentally." Wan Sheng squinted his eyes. No matter how deep the city was and how well he concealed it, if Li Musen mentioned the tragic death of his only son Mu Zihao, then The expressive face was still filled with unspeakable sorrow and resentment.

"Sect Master Wan, if you don't tell me secret words, I, Li Musen, with this superior head as a guarantee, will definitely let the God of War command the entire Raya Empire." Li Musen suddenly pulled out his posture and knelt on the ground with one knee. Wan Sheng couldn't help but look cruel. His face was moved. Even though the glory was gone, Li Musen's status and reputation were still here. For such a person to kneel down to him, Wan Sheng was surprised but also a little proud.

"Master Zuo Xiang has such an ambition, I will naturally report back to the God of War, but with your current ability, I'm afraid..." Wan Sheng stopped talking, Li Musen smiled slightly, and took out a scroll from his arms, Wan Sheng took it over suspiciously. Inside the scroll was a long piece of parchment with some names densely written on it. There were also bloody fingerprints printed on the lower end of the parchment.

"Mr. Li really doesn't show his face." Wan Sheng couldn't help but smacked his lips. This parchment looked ordinary, but it was actually a blood sacrifice contract. Anyone who left their name and bloody fingerprints on it would be risking their wealth and life.

They are all loyal to Li Musen. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are dead soldiers, and these names actually account for a large proportion of the Laya civil servants. Some of them are even the officials who are currently presiding over the Divine Enlightenment Conference. A tight list

, is enough to show Li Musen’s energy.

"Sir, show me this list, what do you want?" Wan Sheng was surprised and then became confused. In addition to showing that Li Musen was capable, this list had nothing to do with his subordinates being beaten now. As for revenge,

Ling Feng and Wan Sheng thought it was even more ridiculous. In such a huge city, Junlin, how could he not know Ling Feng's status clearly? This young man could not be moved just based on the few people on the list.

"Sect Master Wan, as long as you block the seat of the Gods Academy at the Divine Enlightenment Conference, I will have a way to make Lingfeng lose everything he has. When he is no longer the national master of Raya, who else in this country can help

Fuck you." Li Musen asked in return. Wan Sheng laughed and threw the parchment on the table casually: "If that's the case, wouldn't it be more appropriate for me to talk to him."

"Sect Leader Wan, do you think a young man with a strong temper will give up his loyalty to the country and nation to cooperate with you?" Li Musen asked through gritted teeth. Wan Sheng burst out laughing. He laughed for several minutes before stopping to look.

Li Musen: "What about you? You can give up the country for the nation."

"It's not that I gave up on the country, but that this country gave up on me. I only have an only son. He died so miserably. I must take revenge." Li Musen gritted his teeth and said. Wan Sheng pursed his lips and smiled, and said sadly: "

Okay, then let’s make a careful calculation and get what we need.”

Raya Palace[

Ling Feng looked at the scenery outside the palace gate matter-of-factly. Several young palace maids secretly looked at him very curiously and whispered from time to time. Their childish faces were full of shyness, not only because

Ling Feng was young and wealthy, but he was the only one who could be kept in the inner palace, apart from the princes. This was the highest honor and status symbol.

"Master Xuan Guo enters the palace." Ling Feng was looking around when suddenly a chamberlain stood at the door and shouted loudly. Ling Feng hurriedly came to his senses, straightened his clothes, and took steps forward in an anxious mood. He was

Li Zongguang had promised to stay in Junlin City honestly. He had been away for more than two months this time. Although the emperor's uncle didn't say anything in the letter, he called him here as soon as he came back, fearing that he would be reprimanded.

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Ling Feng bravely walked in. This inner palace was the emperor's private reception room. The room was not small, but it was not very big either. "Here we are finally, Ling Feng. Look, who is this?" Sit down.

Li Zongguang, who was sitting on the dragon chair, pursed his lips and smiled, looking at Ling Feng who had his head lowered and said.

Ling Feng wanted to listen to the scolding honestly, but when he raised his head, he was stunned. All he saw was a square face with tiger eyes, and a middle-aged man who seemed to be hiding explosive power all over his body was sitting with a smile.

Not far away: "Feng'er, you have grown taller in the past year or so." Ling Batian looked happily at his son who had been away from home for a long time, but Ling Feng was shocked. He had been struggling with it, and finally wanted to

Coming.