A struggle appeared on Qingjun's face, and the nine-ringed sword in his hand was hanging down, just like his homesickness, hanging down to the bottom. Hurekele grabbed Qingjun's shoulders with both hands and clasped it hard.
"Brother, let me come! Although you have been in the Central Plains for most of your life, the blood of the North flows in your bones!"
Qingjun simply closed his eyes. He couldn't make up his mind at all...but a cold voice spread throughout the courtyard.
"Qingjun, you don't listen to the prince now?"
Su Xuan, who was still watching a show, suddenly looked towards the direction where the sound came from. He saw a thin, withered man with a pale face, sitting in the middle of the courtyard, in the darkest place. If the sound hadn't come out, Su Xuan wouldn't have even heard it. Not discovering the existence of this person, he couldn't help but immediately became more alert and asked the Nazgul in the sea of consciousness.
"Senior! There is another person here!"
"I know..."
The Ringwraith's voice was slightly lazy, as if he had known about this person's existence for a long time.
"Senior, do you know?" Su Xuan was shocked. Such a big person, and in broad daylight, in this small courtyard, he could not even see it with his naked eyes. He clearly entered the mansion. , I had already glanced around, but I didn't see the figure of this haggard man at all at that time, but now it appeared again.
"Senior, for such a big man, why don't you tell me?"
The Ringwraith responded boredly: "I thought you knew. When you came in, I saw your eyes darting around like a thief."
"I did observe the surrounding environment, but there was no such person at all at that time!"
There was a hint of disbelief in Su Xuan's voice.
"No need to make a fuss, I'm keeping an eye on it for you, it's just a first-grade Vajra realm."
"That's all..." Su Xuan murmured and repeated. Once you come, let's make peace with it. If this is the case, just forget it. The haggard man glanced at Su Xuan, who only felt a chill on his back. It was like being stared at by a poisonous snake, but the feeling like a light on his back disappeared after the man moved his eyes.
"There are many masters in the Zhenzhen Palace."
The Nazgul crossed his legs in the Tong Yuan Bao Ring and mocked.
"I've never seen the world, kid. The world outside the palace is much richer than you think!"
Su Xuan rolled his eyes and responded: "I know, I know, senior is tired of staying here, but you have to wait until I finish these things before making other plans."
When Su Xuan was communicating with the Ring Spirit, he heard Hurekele yelling angrily at the man in the Vajra Realm, using the Northern Realm's words in fluctuating tones, but the man who had always lived in the Central Plains could not understand. , but he could also tell from Hurekele's expression that the other party was scolding him.
"Little barbarian, you'd better shut up that stupid mouth of yours! You're squeaking and saying things you don't understand." After the haggard man finished sarcastic about Hure Kele, he smiled at Qingjun.
"Qingjun, I hope you will not be ignorant of praise and don't forget who gave you this state and ability! Who does your life belong to now!"
As if he had finally made up his mind, Qingjun finally opened his eyes, knocked down Hure Kele's hands with one hand, picked up the nine-ring sword and walked towards Su Xuan. The latter quickly put his guard up, after all, one of them was in The angry Zhixuan realm is really not easy to mess with.
"Damn, after all, doesn't it still have to be like this? There are so many ink marks, it's a waste of time!"
Su Xuan grasped the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, pulled out the Horned Dragon and Wild Goose Feather Sword from the ground, and held it half horizontally in front of him. Qingjun completely ignored Su Xuan's ridicule, but the thin man over there covered his mouth and laughed.
"The man is not big, but his tone is not small."
But before Qingjun took a few steps, Hure Kelie grabbed his shoulders again, and the latter called out: "Brother, you..."
But before the words of dissuasion were uttered, I heard a whistling sound in the wind, and a claw-like weapon with a fishy smell came straight to Hure Kele's wrist, and he, a second-level warrior, faced off against a first-level Vajra state. The strong man, and the fact that Hurekele's attention was not in that dark corner at all, so there was no way to avoid it.
The iron claw gripped Hurekle's hand, and the back end of the claw was connected to a pure black chain. The thin man pulled the chain to his waist, and Hurekle's entire wrist was instantly fractured. He also expected that Qingjun let out a cry of pain, and turned around with a cold look. In the blink of an eye, the nine-ringed sword was in front of the haggard man.
Qingjun slashed at the hand that was holding the chain, but after the blade fell to the ground, a huge hole was made in the ground. The violent sound resounded throughout the courtyard, including the Imperial Forest Army and Zhu Zhirui outside. Heard this strange noise.
"Is there a fight inside?"
Zhu Zhirui asked lightly, without revealing too many emotions in his tone, while Han Diaosi responded: "Yes, Your Majesty, there is indeed a fight inside, how about... I go in and take a look Condition?"
Zhu Zhirui thought about it for a while and waved her hand towards Han Diao Temple.
"It's not necessary for the time being. Su Xuan is alone inside. Since he has the intention to face the emperor's uncle alone, he has his confidence and confidence. If you go in now, it will be bad."
Han Diao Si nodded, mentally acknowledging Zhu Zhirui's words, but he was still a little worried about Su Xuan's safety. Although he understood that his Majesty, he just treated Su Xuan as a chess piece. From the beginning to the end, he had always been, Nothing has changed.
"Old slave, I understand..."
Zhu Zhirui took a sip of hot tea and asked slowly: "Manager Han, do you think Su Xuan can come out of it safely?"
Han Diao Si did not rush to answer Zhu Zhirui's question, but calmed down, feeling the surge of internal energy in the courtyard, and only responded after confirming that Su Xuan's aura was not chaotic.
"I don't dare to speak nonsense..."
"It's okay, that's all. I would like to hear other people's opinions, including those of a strong man like Mr. Han, who is at the top of his martial arts."
Han Diao Si quickly handed over his hands to complete his rituals, and said with some humility: "Your Majesty thinks highly of me, the world is big, there are many masters who are higher than me, and I can't even be ranked on the martial arts list. Name."
"Oh? The martial arts list? I have heard about this a little bit. It seems that there is an ancient medical inscription on it."
Han Diao Si didn't care at all about the fact that he was not on the list, and explained it to Zhu Zhirui openly.
"Yes, the ancient inscription doctor is on the martial arts list."
