Although Jiang Shizi's words seemed normal to him, he did think so. He could even clearly feel that these seven or eight people combined were no match for him today!
The eminent monks and nuns and masters of the academy who were so high in the past have only been around for more than half a year. They are already as good as sticks and can't compare with some talented juniors in the capital. What is this if not ordinary and mediocre?
But when everyone heard these words, they felt that murder and heart-wrenching were nothing more than that!
Just a little bandit turned over, why should he be so arrogant?
Qin Yuliu was breathing rapidly. She was not a person who could easily mess up her mood, but she couldn't help it at this moment and said coldly: "If you, Xin Zhuo, can't rely on your family background, what can you rely on?"
Xin Zhuo stood up and smiled: "Because of your poems and scriptures, I brought them to this world. Because I was born to stand..."
Come and try it quickly. 】
He looked out the window at the hazy and looming Canglong Mountain in the distance: "On the top of the mountain, I look down at all your mediocrity and ravines! You and I are of different races and souls! Since I was born in this world, I will inevitably be the same as you. You are different! You will see it sooner or later! Master Tai and Mr. Dongfang will also see it."
very good! So cool!
Although his words were as childish as a child's, he felt it was necessary to express his frustration, even if it was to brag!
These words made the middle-aged woman and the old man who had suffered Wuwu's disaster change their expressions slightly, because they also felt that the poems and scriptures were a bit strange, and they did not seem to be able to write something that the Master of Qiugong Pavilion could write.
The expressions of Qin Yuliu, Master Jiang, Master Pujing and others also changed. The young man in front of him was not only arrogant, he had no awe and no respect for the world. This kind of person is either a crazed villain or a crazy person. Just a lunatic!
If you think about it carefully, what did this little bandit do in Fulong Mountain? How could he be like a normal person?
At this moment they couldn't even say a word.
Ying Jianying and Sai Qingzhu also looked at their eldest son with somewhat confused expressions.
Xin Zhuo had already gently waved his sleeves: "Boring! Qin Yuliu stayed, and the remaining people... abolished their martial arts, interrupted their meridians, amputated their limbs, and sent them to Wuzhu. The Jiang family will not be destroyed, and I, Jiang Yuqing, will not die forever. Suppress!”
"Here!"
The five Ying Jianying girls and dozens of masters from outside quickly swarmed in and suppressed them forcefully!
"Xin Zhuo! How can you be so vicious! You can't be like this!"
"We are a royal Buddhist nunnery! The emperor's concubine in the academy and the official of the imperial court!"
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"Lanqingyuan".
The silver-haired old lady was still writing notes behind a book full of documents. However, her originally straight back became slightly stooped only a few days ago, and she coughed twice from time to time.
Her surname is Ning. Her father and elder brother are iron-blooded generals and martial arts masters. She has been exposed to this since she was a child. She also has a lot of strategies and a tough hand. She married into the Jiang family at the age of sixteen, raised her husband and raised her children. After her husband's death, she has been in charge of the family for hundreds of years for more than ten years. She has experienced countless ups and downs and has a strong heart. However, in these few days, she has not been able to survive the two young and useless grandchildren.
It coincides with the prosperous age of martial arts. As hot as it is outside, it will be decadent at home.
Even if they want to cultivate other descendants, they can't. The Jiang family has no seeds.
There were more than a dozen middle-aged men and women sitting in the hall, and their expressions were a little more sad.
Li Yun stood aside respectfully, but hesitated several times.
The old lady glanced at her: "Speak directly if you have something to say, hesitant and unruly!"
Li Yun saluted: "The prince used tricks to capture five masters from Qiufeng Academy and two masters from Dafo Nunnery!"
The old lady stopped writing and pondered for a moment: "Is it his old friend or enemy in Fulong Mountain?"
"Yes!" Li Yun replied.
The old lady looked into the distance: "Using his maid and those thirty-three servants?"
Li Yun said: "There is also the manager of Wangjiang Tower!"
The old lady was expressionless and in a daze.
Li Yun thought for a while: "The oiran prisoner who assassinated the Crown Prince seems to have been cured by the Crown Prince, and his martial arts level has also been restored!"
The old lady and a dozen people in the hall all looked at her.
Li Yun explained: "I don't know if the oiran has the ability to repair himself, or if the prince really has medical skills, but I only saw the prince holding a needle to sew the wound, and then... using a silver needle to do acupuncture, which is not like normal medical skills!"
The old lady continued to write.
Li Yun hesitated for a moment: "This matter may be a bit big. Does the government need to take measures to deal with it?"
The old lady didn't say anything, but her notes were a little messy.
Night falls.
The flames of the lamps flickered, making the huge main hall of Lanxian Pavilion flicker in and out of light.
Ying Jianying hugged her sword and sat coldly on the screen, her cold eyes scanning the bookstore opposite from time to time.
Beside the bookcase, Qin Yuliu squatted on the ground, her snow-white skirt dragging on the ground. She was lowering her head and rubbing her feet in the Brass King's bathtub.
The feet were Xin Zhuo's. He leaned sideways on the table and replied to Su Miaojin. After writing the last word, he stopped writing and fell into deep thought.
In fact, during this period of time, he has been waiting for the mansion to help him take revenge on Mr. Dongfang and others. So far, there has been no response from the mansion. It must be either a test of his ability, or the background of Qiufeng Academy and Dafo Temple is too deep, which is a bit tricky!
Thinking about it, that old nun Pu Jing is the master of Princess Shengping and the current queen. How can the Great Buddha Temple be so weak?
He also wanted to see the outside reaction after catching Qin Yuliu and others today!
I threw away my thoughts and thought about my mother again. My mother, the eldest princess of the Qin Kingdom, Jiang Jiuwei, has been in the Taiping Palace. She has never been back these days. I don’t know what she is doing. Is she seriously injured?
At this time, the water was a little cold. He lowered his head and saw Qin Yuliu, expressionless, repeating the same rubbing action.
In the afternoon, Pu Jing and Xu Fuzi had been abolished and sent to Wuzhu, leaving this girl behind. He was just bored.
I don’t know how these witches like Sai Qingzhu were trained. This proud Master Qin really washed his own feet. As expected, women know how to deal with women.
He felt the need to continue trying, lowered his body, pinched Qin Yuliu's snow-white chin, even turned her pink lips, and chuckled: "Don't you feel humiliated?"
Qin Yuliu didn't say anything, just turned his head and continued scrubbing.
Xin Zhuo raised a wet foot and stepped on her slender neck, then moved it down little by little and stepped on her chest.
Qin Yuliu frowned and stared at him coldly, but did not move.
Xin Zhuo put strength on his feet and chuckled: "Actually, I accidentally broke into your room that day in Qiugong Pavilion. I did it intentionally, but I also saw contempt, disgust and disgust in your eyes. Now I just still It’s just for you, you don’t need to feel wronged!”
Qin Yuliu finally spoke, with disdain still in his voice: "Do you want to think about the consequences of doing this? Can you afford it? You won't stay in the Jiang family forever!"
"I just want to be quick for a moment, that's enough!"
Xin Zhuo stretched out and exerted force on his feet. A strange white and yellow zhenqi flashed away along with the Qi of mind magic Gu, demon and soldier.
Qin Yuliu, who was in the Little Grandmaster realm, had already flown out heavily. As her long hair fluttered, a hint of extreme fear appeared in her eyes!
Although it was just a fleeting moment, she still captured Xin Zhuo's terrifying energy and mental fluctuations.
Xin Zhuo's meridians are intact as before, and his realm is the same as his own, but much stronger than his own. That true energy...
So much so that she completely forgot about the huge pain in her chest and her body flying back.
"boom!"
He fell heavily to the ground and slid a few feet along the ground, feeling a little dazed.
Ying Jianying glanced at the prince and Qin Yuliu in surprise. She was not a talkative person, so she lowered her head again and was stunned.
"It's useless! Throw it into Wuzhu!"
"Here!"
