This Body is Cheap

Duangduangduang——

When Shu Xiaobai was in class, he heard the sound of gongs outside the academy.

The children in the classroom were all curious, and had no intention of going to class.

Shu Xiaobai was also quite curious.

This kind of gongs and drums are so loud, has someone married their daughter?

Shu Xiaobai walked out of the academy to watch the excitement, and the children behind him also came out.

At this time, a tall horse in white silk galloped past the gate of the academy.

Immediately, the man was carrying a gong, and while speeding through the market, he shouted loudly: "Your Majesty, the funeral!"

"Sir, what is the funeral day?"

"Just lie down somewhere else."

"Where to change?"

"In the coffin."

Shu Xiaobai had a strange look on his face. He heard that the emperor of the Tianyuan court was not very old, in his early thirties, young and strong, he was also a master of martial arts, and he was also considered young, promising, wise and martial.

Among the emperors of all dynasties in Tianyuan, they are all outstanding.

Why did you lie down at the age of thirty?

Is it too many harem?

But kneeling at the age of thirty, how many people have suffered this night to lose money like this.

Shu Xiaobai can only talk about it here.

Don't dare to talk nonsense outside.

It doesn't matter to me, it's troublesome to invite disasters to the children of the academy.

The emperor's funeral is a euphemistic term, which means returning to his hometown for the New Year.

And even a remote town like Wucheng would be affected a little.

After the death of the emperor, there must be corresponding etiquette from the princes and ministers to the traffickers and pawns.

Every household has to hang three feet of white silk in front of the door.

If it is a prince or minister, the white silk will hang nine feet.

This is called the nine-foot mourning of the near king, and the three-point mourning of ten thousand households.

It means that you courtiers are all my own family, and you need to mourn the emperor, but ordinary people don't know me well, so you just mourn for me for three minutes.

Of course, even if this kind of etiquette is not followed, no one will take care of this shit.

Shu Xiaobai hung a three-foot white silk in front of the door after school.

After all, it is a pity that a good emperor died.

However, two days later, Shu Xiaobai became confused.

Fanzhou, where Wucheng is located, proclaimed itself king.

Then within a day, the three states rebelled, which was also a drama of self-reliance as king.

The world was so fucking peaceful just a moment ago, and suddenly the world is in chaos after sleeping?

Isn't this rebellion a little too childish?

Shu Xiaobai felt that he had to do something.

So far, the Tianyuan court has been relatively good.

After the founding of the country for a hundred years, several emperors have emerged, some are outstanding and some are mediocre, but there are no stupid ones.

Even if it is the kind that does not seek to make progress, at least no emperor has come out to harm the people.

Shu Xiaobai knew what the result of the chaos in the world would be.

How bloody was the establishment of the Wu Zhou Dynasty.

After nightfall, Shu Xiaobai changed into night clothes.

Then ran to Jiangliu City, the capital of Fanzhou.

When they found the palace of the rebel king, they happened to see the rebel king Feng Taibao having a banquet with a group of rebel ministers and generals.

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Shu Xiaobai kicked open the door of the main hall: "Don't move all the fuck."

"Not good! There are assassins... come here... catch the assassins."

The rebel Wang Feng Taibao exclaimed loudly.

Shu Xiaobai walked towards Feng Taibao holding the sword.

"Can you really do it? It's not good to be a great official in the frontier? It's really annoying to have to do this kind of shit." Su Xiaobai complained.

In one day, the four states became self-reliant. If this had not been discussed, Shu Xiaobai would not have believed it.

Maybe the emperor's death was also related to these rebellious officials and thieves.

Suddenly, three masters jumped out among the traitors.

Innate master! Shu Xiaobai was a little surprised.

And there are still three! A small traitor, where did he recruit three innate masters?

Shu Xiaobai fought for a round with these three innate masters.

Finally, after untold hardships, he defeated the three innate masters.

Then several times of hard fighting, finally beheaded the group of rebellious officials and thieves.

Feng Taibao directly knelt on the ground, kowtowed and cried: "Hero, spare your life...Hero, spare your life. It's not that I want to rebel, it's because I was forced to do so."

"Fart you, who forced you to do this kind of shit?"

"It's true, it's true...it's really not that I want to rebel."

At this moment, more than a dozen masters rushed in from outside the hall, and the leader was a woman.

That woman is also a natural master, Shu Xiaobai was a little surprised.

"It's her It's them, they forced me."

"Noisy slug." The woman shot out a poisonous dart, and Feng Taibao fell to the ground.

The woman's eyebrows showed a bit of evil spirit, and she stared at Shu Xiaobai coldly: "Who are you, dare to destroy my black scale plan."

"Blackscale? Is your name Blackscale?"

"Take him down! This king has something to ask him."

My king? Shu Xiaobai looked at the woman in front of him in surprise, did the Tianyuan Dynasty have a woman crowned king?

Or is she self-proclaimed?

Shu Xiaobai directly wiped out the dozen or so masters surrounding him with a blow of sword energy.

"Tell me, who are you guys?"

There was a bit of horror in the woman's eyes: "Are you enshrined by the court?"

Thinking about it, only the imperial court could have such terrifying strength.

"Tell me, what is your approach, such a big deal is not something that ordinary people in the Jianghu can do."

A flash of determination flashed in the woman's eyes, and she let out a low growl: "Blackscale Yongchang!"

The next moment, with a puff, a mouthful of blood was spat out, and the whole person collapsed to the ground.

"What the hell is this? Could it be that little bitch Ling Ruo left behind?" Shu Xiaobai couldn't help but wonder.

The little bitch said that she would use force to seize the world every two thousand years when she woke up.

So there must be some power left for her to rise quickly after waking up.

So Shu Xiaobai doubted whether these people were Ling Ruo's people.

But would Ling Ruo choose such a weird name as Hei Lin?

These people are quite decisive.

A disagreement directly committed suicide.

If it was really Ling Ruo, then Shu Xiaobai would really admire her wrist.

Let a force be loyal to her for a thousand or two thousand years, and still maintain such a high degree of loyalty.

Forget it, if it is really Ling Ruo, I will help her deal with these scourges left over from history.

Shu Xiaobai felt in his heart that this behavior was somewhat different from Ling Ruo's.

Shu Xiaobai should be the person who knows Ling Ruo best.

He knew that Ling Ruo had too many cards in his hands.

Especially the martial arts mysterious medicine, this thing is an absolute killer.

Moreover, Ling Ruo still has most of the cheats left by him in the past.

The combination of the two can form an invincible army in a very short period of time.

So she doesn't need to work hard to maintain a power that doesn't know whether she will still be loyal to her after a thousand years.

However, doing so might cause something to go wrong, exposing Ling Ruo himself.

So Shu Xiaobai suspects that this black scale organization may be a new terrorist organization.

Shu Xiaobai glanced at the sky, forget it, and ask the other leaders of the rebel army another day.