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Your Highness!

The quiet courtyard seemed to have turned into an abyss of stagnant water, and the silence was terrifying. Even the gentle night wind could not dissipate the look of surprise and suspicion on everyone's faces.

Chu Nianxin, Jiang Chuyin... and even Li Mo were stunned.

They saw Yuan Changqing, who had been so arrogant just now, kneeling on the ground, bowing with great ceremony, and bowing down to Master Ji in such a humiliating manner.

Especially the sound of "Your Highness" was like thunder exploding, shaking the mind.

At this moment, anyone who is not blind can see that the young man in front of him has a great background.

"I remember you...you were the dog slave...slave next to Old Seventeen."

Master Ji lowered his eyes and looked at Yuan Changqing condescendingly.

"Your name is...your name is...Xiaoji, right!?"

"Reporting to Your Highness, Your Majesty..." Yuan Changqing said in a deep voice.

"I know...I know, don't remind me..."

Master Ji didn't even wait for him to speak, so he raised his hand to interrupt him: "Is your name...Xiao Wang!?"

"His Royal Highness is busy... Your Majesty Yuan Changqing."

"Oh, it turns out to be Xiao Yuan, please get up and answer the question."

Master Ji nodded, seemed to have remembered, and walked slowly to Li Mo.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Yuan Changqing breathed a sigh of relief and stood up slowly.

"Your name is Yuan Changqing, and you can be lawless. Who gives you the courage to step on a horse?"

At this moment, Master Ji changed the topic, and the gentleness and gentleness just now disappeared. With one word, he was as deadly as thunder.

Although his voice was scornful, it was terrifying, as if it conveyed the majesty of a superior, so that even the arrogant Yuan Changqing did not refute.

"Your Highness, calm down..."

"Exterminate the nine tribes? You have such great authority... Who do you think you are, and you have the right to kill the nine tribes? You are just a dog raised by Old Seventeen."

A cold voice exploded in the quiet courtyard.

Chu Nianxin and Jiang Chuyin were dumbfounded... They had never seen someone dare to be so unscrupulous in front of Yuan Changqing, pointing at his nose and scolding him, but Yuan Changqing didn't even dare to say "no" in reply.

You know, this is the master of Xuantian Pavilion, the famous person next to His Highness Seventeenth Prince.

As the saying goes, beating a dog depends on the owner. At this moment, everyone's eyes turned to Master Ji. Their trembling eyes showed deep curiosity, wondering which god this was.

"Master Ji..."

Li Mo looked at his close friend in front of him thoughtfully.

Ever since Wangxuan City, he had felt that Master Ji's identity was somewhat extraordinary. What he saw today was that the reality was probably even more exaggerated than he imagined.

"Your Highness, what I uphold is seventeen..."

Yuan Changqing finally couldn't stand it anymore. He held a golden token in his hand and moved out the backer behind him, hoping to make the lawless big man in front of him have some scruples.

"Gold medal command arrow!?"

Master Ji glanced at it, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and revealed a sarcastic smile.

"Old Seventeen is so majestic... What? The crown prince's position was taken away by him?"

As soon as these words came out, Yuan Changqing's expression suddenly changed. Even Chu Nianxin and Jiang Chuyin's faces turned pale, their beautiful faces filled with horror and shock.

Is it possible to say such things casually?

You know, the position of the current crown prince has been determined long ago, and the emperor's legitimate son has been sitting in that position for twenty years...

Such words are simply treasonous and disrespectful.

"Your Highness, please be careful what you say."

Yuan Changqing looked ugly and quickly defended.

This kind of thing is easy to say or not. If it gets spread, God knows what it will become like.

The seventeenth prince coveted the position of prince, causing trouble for Xiao Qiang, and fighting with his roommates?

Oh my god, I want to die just thinking about it.

"You haven't become a prince yet, but you're using a chicken feather as an arrow... What? Who did you want to kill just now?"

Master Ji turned around and walked in front of Yuan Changqing.

"Come on, speak louder and say it again."

There was silence in the quiet courtyard. At this time, Chu Nianxin did not dare to speak.

Yuan Changqing was like a quail, huddled there. It was obvious that this young man, whose every gesture and every word and deed showed absolute authority, was afraid... that he had some connection with the royal family, otherwise Yuan Changqing would not be allowed to be so hostile.

"Your Highness, I just made a mistake."

Yuan Changqing patiently said in a deep voice.

Snapped……

At this moment, a crisp sound of slaps suddenly sounded in the quiet courtyard.

Yuan Changqing suddenly had five red finger prints on his face. He stared at Master Ji, his eyes finally unable to contain the burning anger.

"I missed..."

"What? Are you angry? How about you do it to me too? Kill all nine tribes? How about that?" Master Ji groped his palm and sneered.

Plop...

Yuan Changqing gritted his teeth, lowered his head, and knelt on the ground again.

"I don't dare."

"I'm sorry you don't dare to..."

As he spoke, Master Ji turned around, walked up to Li Mo, and winked at him.

"Let's go, but we want to see who can stop me in Daqian's world."

As soon as he finished speaking, Master Ji led Li Mo in a swaggering way, walked past Yuan Changqing and went straight out of the Star Tower.

Pfft...

The moment the two of them stepped out of the courtyard, Yuan Changqing finally couldn't bear it anymore and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

He raised his head suddenly, his red eyes filled with anger.

Ever since he took refuge with the Seventeenth Prince, he had never suffered such great humiliation.

"Brother Changqing."

Chu Nianxin and Jiang Chuyin hurried over and helped Yuan Changqing up. The latter's arms shook slightly and he pushed them away. He quickly took out a handkerchief and wiped it frantically.

"Brother Changqing, who is that person just now? How could you be... so cautious!?" Chu Nian thought for a moment and couldn't help but ask.

Yuan Changqing's face was cold, and he almost gritted his teeth as he looked at the direction in which the two of them were leaving. It took him a long while before he spit out a name.

"Prince Zhennan!"

"What? He is the Crown Prince of Zhennan!?" Chu Nianxin's expression suddenly changed.

As the young master of the Tianshi Mansion, she is very aware of the weight of the word "King of Zhennan".

It should be noted that when Da Qian founded the country, Taizu made a sacrifice to God and swore an alliance with the world. From this dynasty onwards, anyone with a different surname will never be crowned king. If there is any disobedience, the whole world will punish him.

From then on, this law was regarded as an iron rule that could not be broken.

Nine hundred years ago, Shenzong was born, and he actually broke this rule and conferred the title of the first and only king with a different surname in the history of Daqian.

That is King Zhennan.

"Adhere to the emperor's order, stay in the southeast forever, be hereditary regardless of succession, and work hard until the end without changing..." Chu Nianxin murmured softly, with deep solemnity in her eyes.

"Prince Zhennan... can he be more powerful than the seventeenth prince?" Jiang Chuyin asked in confusion.

"You do not understand."

Chu Nianxin glanced sideways and shook her head, looking like she was hesitant to speak.

There are royal secrets involved.

When Shenzong was young and living in the world, he met a close friend when he was at his lowest.

The two met in a restaurant, which is the predecessor of the Dragon Dragon Pavilion today. Over time, they developed a deep friendship.

It is said that later Shenzong ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor. This man had the merit of serving the dragon and had great virtues. Unfortunately, he died young.

Emperor Shenzong was grateful for the kindness of his old friend, so he selected one of his own heirs... who could not see the light of day to adopt him and continue the incense. Later, he was named the King of Zhennan.

This is the origin of the Zhennan King lineage.

This family member is said to be a king with a different surname, but in fact he is very famous. He is a true nobleman of the emperor and a direct descendant of the Shenzong.

"The Zhennan King's line has guarded the southeast for nearly a thousand years, with 300,000 troops, impressive iron armor, and great prestige... His Highness Seventeenth..."

Chu Nianxin stopped talking and glanced at Yuan Changqing before saying: "In His Majesty's eyes, His Majesty Seventeen still needs experience, so naturally he is not as good as King Zhennan."

This time when King Zhennan came to Beijing, the pomp and ceremony was so frightening that Emperor Qian gave him all the Nine Dragons and Jade Vehicles and allowed him to share the rites of the emperor.

What a gift! ?

The status of King Zhennan can be imagined, but for many years this old prince only had the crown prince's bloodline.

in other words……

"What you just met is the future King of Zhennan." Yuan Changqing gritted his teeth and said.

"No wonder he is so arrogant..." Jiang Chuyin suddenly said.

The only son of King Zhennan? With such a status, as long as he doesn't rebel or break the truth... I'm afraid no matter how arrogant he is, no one will dare to hold him accountable.

No wonder he didn't even pay attention to the seventeenth prince.

"I didn't expect... Li Mo could actually be related to Prince Zhennan." Chu Nianxin gritted her teeth.

"He thinks he can sit back and relax with the support of Prince Zhennan?"

Yuan Changqing's expression returned to normal, and a cold smile appeared on his indifferent face.

"This is the capital... I want to see if he can successfully obtain Xuantian Dao fetal energy."

After saying this, Yuan Changqing flicked his sleeves and left, disappearing like a puff of blue smoke in front of the Star Tower.

"This little bitch has a great destiny." Jiang Chuyin gritted her silver teeth.

Her brother died in Li Mo's hands, and she would never stop hating her. Not to mention that she had been publicly humiliated by the domineering swordsman because of Li Mo that day.

"Li Mo..."

Chu Nianxin clenched her hands tightly, looking at the fragments of the cold coffin scattered all over the place, her heart seemed to be broken.

At this moment, Qi Yu could be considered truly dead, with no bones left... and no possibility of resurrection.

This blood debt will naturally be placed on Li Mo.

"His Highness Seventeen will never sit idly by and ignore it." Chu Nianxin said solemnly.

"Let's go back first and make a long-term plan." Jiang Chuyin said.

"Um!?"

At this moment, Chu Nianxin was suddenly stunned. She clearly saw a dark black thread wrapping around Jiang Chuyin's neck like a snake. It flashed past and seemed to merge into the other person's body.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Chuyin was so stared at that she couldn't help but ask.

"nothing……"

Chu Nianxin smiled, and her cold eyes once again became radiant.

She walked closer and took Jiang Chuyin's hand, her voice softening.

"Good sister, don't get angry. It's not good for you to be angry."

Jiang Chuyin couldn't help but be stunned, a little overwhelmed by Chu Nianxin's sudden enthusiasm and tenderness.

"Come, sister, there are some rare and precious medicines there. Take them back and replenish your body."

"This... this is not good." Jiang Chuyin declined.

"From now on, what's my sister's is my sister's."

As she spoke, Chu Nianxin pulled Jiang Chuyin out of this quiet courtyard without any doubt.

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Beijing, Dragon Pavilion.

"Prince Zhennan!?"

Li Mo took a breath of hot air as he listened to Master Ji's introduction.

Although he had already been prepared in his heart, he was still quite shocked when he actually heard it.

After all, this is the seed of a prince, and Qi Qi is the only prince with a different surname since the founding of Daqian.

"Why are you acting like a gangster?"

Li Mo looked at Master Ji up and down, not seeing the temperament of a royal prince at all.

He looks like he came from the Huajie Alley.

"What should I do? The king's domineering energy will leak out at any time?" Master Ji glanced at Li Mo and couldn't help but said.

"I ran out secretly."

"Escape?" Li Mo was stunned.

"I was sent to the capital to study and practice when I was very young..." Master Ji whispered softly.

"You should know the identity of our old man. Sitting in such a seat, no matter how humble and self-reflective... there will still be trouble and nonsense after all..."

At this point, Master Ji's words stopped abruptly.

Every year, the announcement of the abolition of the Southeast King's Guards can be like snowflakes, crushing a palace gate.

Master Ji was sent to the capital when he was six years old. He was said to be studying and practicing, but in fact he was almost like a hostage.

It's just that he has a special status, and not many people know his details.

Yuan Changqing met the seventeenth prince once when Master Ji entered the palace the year before last, and he recognized him only then.

"Your Majesty is afraid of your family?" Li Mo couldn't help but ask.

"That's not true...it was my old man's intention. It was a show of loyalty...His Majesty is considerate and lets me go back every year." Master Ji changed the subject.

"But last year, I heard the news... our old man arranged a marriage for me..."

Having said this, Master Ji sighed three times.

"If you don't tell me, it's really unlucky."

"Which girl is so unlucky?" Li Mo couldn't help but joked.

"Do you have any conscience when you ride on a horse? Who went deep into the tiger's den to rescue you?"

"Don't you know I have an important date tonight?"

Li Mo pouted, shook his head and said, "You can't blame me, how do I know Yuan Changqing is so sinister?"

"Why didn't you slap him to death just now?"

"He is a master in the [Shangmiao Realm]. If he really makes a move, I can't beat him." Master Ji said calmly.

If a master of this level is really facing life and death danger, there is no way he can stand there and wait for you to call him.

"Besides, he is from Lao Qiu after all..."

"I'm telling you... His Majesty's kid doesn't have a fuel-efficient lamp."

Master Ji lowered his voice, leaned into Li Mo's ear and said, "Old Seventeen was inspired by the [Soldier Master] when he was very young."

"Xuantian Qijue!?" Li Mo remained silent.

The War Master is as famous as [Wuzong], [Monk King], [Butcher]... and is one of Xuantian Pavilion's highest combat powers.

"I don't know what kind of evil skill this kid has practiced recently... he needs your Xuantian Dao Fetal Qi."

"Seventeenth prince!?" Li Mo thought thoughtfully.

He just said, after all, Yuan Changqing is a disciple of Xuantian Pavilion. How dare he dare to snatch the Xuantian Tao fetal energy that Li Mo has not yet obtained?

This is the reward given to the new leader.

"Old Seventeen yearned for [Xia, Shang and Zhou] very much. He has been pursuing and researching it, and secretly obtained many treasures." Master Ji said solemnly.

The treasures of the Xia, Shang and Zhou Dynasties are extraordinary. In addition to the rare treasures of the mountains and seas, there are also many ancient and lost secret techniques and ancient techniques, many of which are very different from the current practice system.

"The [Demon Blood Gold] that Yuan Changqing pressured you with today came from Xia, Shang and Zhou..."

"I heard that this treasure has some origins. Back then [Xia, Shang and Zhou] dug a huge burial pit, and a huge creature was buried in it..."

"His corpse evolved into many treasures, such as [Demon Blood Gold], such as [Mid Peptide Coal]..."

Demon blood gold is derived from the blood of that strange creature.

Buzz…

At this moment, a strange wave came from Li Mo's body.

His thoughts moved slightly, and the cutting blade appeared in his hand. On the black sword body, a scarlet luster appeared, as if blood was flowing, sending out terrifying fluctuations.

"The Blade...is about to break through!?" Li Mo said in a loss of voice.