The Dragon from Hell

"Who dares to offend His Royal Highness!"

Gongsun Miao's appearance startled several guards, who hurriedly surrounded Gongsun Miao and separated him from the carriage, staring at him with a fierce look.

After all, although Qin Feng had shown strong martial arts before, his appearance was still within the scope of ordinary people's understanding.

But Gongsun Miao seemed to appear out of thin air, and he was already standing in front of Qin Feng before he saw him.

However, Dongli Kingdom would open the sword-testing furnace every five years, and the cultivator who came here was not the young master, so there was nothing to be surprised about.

Just facing a cultivator, these guards were still much more vigilant than when facing Qin Feng.

After all, a cultivator who had awakened his spirit bones, even if his cultivation was not good, was not something they could resist.

At the moment, they could only use the signboard of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion to force Gongsun Miao to retreat.

"Old Qin! Are you okay?"

At this time, Donggong Ya and others hurried over. After confirming that Qin Feng was okay, she glanced at the two children on the ground, and then glanced at the dead horse at Qin Feng's feet. She immediately understood what happened, turned around and angrily said to the people in the carriage: "As the prince of the Zhenguo Mansion, is this how you oppress the people?"

She herself was born in the royal family. Her parents told her that the people are the foundation of a country.

As a royal child, she enjoyed the wealth and glory that ordinary people could not enjoy, so she should understand where this wealth and glory came from, and must not do things that oppress the people.

In her country, the emperor is guilty of the same crime as the common people.

And Gongsun Miao grew up with her. She knows the former's character best. Although he is casual and jumpy, he is kind-hearted.

But this disciple who replaced the position that should have belonged to him, under the banner of the prince of the Zhenguo Mansion, did things that were domineering and overbearing. It must not be tolerated!

Gongsun Hao looked down at Donggong Ya and snorted coldly: "Since you know that I am the son of the Duke of Zhenguo, you should understand what I want to do. It is not your turn to point fingers here!"

Then he looked at Gongsun Miao again and sneered again: "A mere pariah, do you really think that you can shout and yell in front of this prince just because you have awakened a bone and practiced the so-called magic?"

"Let me tell you, not to mention you, a small cultivator, even if your master comes to my father, you have to bow your head and salute obediently."

"You dare to be arrogant in front of this prince, have you lived enough, do you really think you are immortal?"

From childhood to adulthood, Gongsun Hao couldn't stand others talking about immortal cultivation and spiritual bones in his ears.

Once upon a time, he also yearned for the immortal gate.

His mother said that being born in the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion meant that he was destined to be the son of destiny.

The son born by that woman could awaken his spirit bone and cultivate to become an immortal in the immortal sect, so he could do the same.

But he still couldn't awaken his spirit bone after he turned 18, and he was disgusted with the so-called immortal sect spirit bone since then.

No matter what kind of immortal sect it is, won't it have to surrender obediently under the iron hoof of the Gongsun family?

This world is not the world of immortal cultivators after all!

When the sword test furnace was opened this time, his disgust for immortal cultivators became even stronger. Who are these people? How dare they snatch the same opportunity from him!

And now, a few ignorant little cultivators appeared, and even he dared to point at their noses and preach.

This world really gives these immortal cultivators too much face, making them self-righteous one by one!

"Come here! Take them down and bring them back to the Zhenguogong Mansion. This prince will teach them what the rules of the Zhenguogong Mansion are today!"

Gongsun Hao gave an order, and two cultivators fell beside him immediately.

Qin Feng looked over and saw that the two cultivators were at least in the early Jindan stage. They should be specially invited by the Duke of Zhenguo to escort him.

Seeing the two Jindan stage cultivators, Donggong Ya frowned: It's not easy to deal with.

Gongsun Miao, on the other hand, was already immersed in the news of his mother's death and was in great grief. Now he saw his half-brother showing off in the street under the banner of the prince, and he was already angry.

Even if the other party was two Jindan stage cultivators, what would it matter?

Qin Feng calmly protected the two children behind him to prevent them from being hurt by the conflict.

Seeing that the two sides were about to fight, an old voice hurriedly came from the end of the street: "Wait! Don't do it, don't do it first!"

Butler Li was a step behind them and only arrived at this time, panting. This was because Butler Li had a foundation in martial arts when he was young, otherwise the two sides would have fought if he was a step later.

Seeing Butler Li, Gongsun Hao raised his eyebrows slightly, showing his disgust and disdain without hiding: "Why is it you, old man?"

Butler Li came forward breathlessly and saluted Gongsun Hao hurriedly: "Prince, no!""Grandpa Li, what are you doing? Get up!"

Seeing that Butler Li was about to kneel down to Gongsun Hao, Gongsun Miao hurriedly pulled him up.

Butler Li was an old man in the Zhenguo Mansion, and he was also a family-born child. When he was young, he had followed the old Zhenguo Duke to the battlefield and served him personally.

In the past, during the war, he had stepped forward to block the hidden arrows for the old Zhenguo Duke.

It can be said that Butler Li's position in the Zhenguo Mansion should have been unshakable.

Later, his mother married into the Zhenguo Mansion and treated Butler Li with courtesy.

When Gongsun Miao was a child, he could not go out, and Butler Li often brought him new things from outside. He also followed Butler Li and called him "Grandpa Li". Even when he grew up, he never asked Butler Li to salute him.

But now, Gongsun Hao, who was ostentatious in the city, actually asked Butler Li to kneel down!

"Haha, old man, it turns out that these people are your acquaintances. No wonder they are as ungrateful as you." Gongsun Hao saw Li Guanjia and snorted coldly: "It's just right. I think you are tired of staying in the Zhenguo Mansion. You dare to hang out with these foreign monks."

"Come on, take this old man down and bring him back to the Zhenguo Mansion. I want to see what he has to say this time!"

"Even if he blocked the hidden arrow for grandpa, no one can save his life this time!"

Hearing this, Guanjia Li hurriedly said to Gongsun Hao: "Sir, it doesn't matter what happens to this old slave, but you can't touch these people. They are..."

"Okay!"

At this time, Gongsun Miao was already furious, and his eyes were almost blazing with fire.

He interrupted Li, the housekeeper, and did not let him explain to Gongsun Hao. He stared at Gongsun Hao and said, "Then we will go back with you to see what the Zhenguo Mansion looks like now!"

Gongsun Hao was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't know where Gongsun Miao got the confidence from.

But there were so many people on the street, if he didn't take them away, where would his face as a prince be?

At that moment, he frowned and said, "Why are you still standing there? Take them away!"