"The host kills the enemy with three invincible bad luck cards and takes revenge. He will be rewarded with eight array diagrams and ten nine-color divine lights."
Xu Xian had just finished an operation when the cold mechanical sound of the system rang in his ears.
Xu Xian couldn't believe that such a big revenge was avenged so unintentionally?
According to the normal procedure, Xu Xian went through hardships and narrowly escaped death several times. In the end, he had to take revenge. Is this the normal opening mode?
Xu Xian recalled yesterday, when King Kang chose Xu Xian and rejected Fang Zihao, Fang Zihao fled back in despair.
Evidence was needed to investigate the case, but Xu Xian didn't have any evidence to prove that the Xu Mansion's murder case was related to Fang Zihao, so he had to let him go temporarily.
King Kang and Xu Xian had a cordial conversation.
Because of his limited strength, his opponent Fang Zihao was too strong. In order to protect himself, Xu Xian agreed to be a guest of Prince Kang's palace in order to use the tiger's skin as a banner.
Unexpectedly, Fang Zihao was directly destroyed by his invincible bad luck card.
According to the normal plot, Fang Zihao is Xu Xian's biggest enemy in life. Xu Xian needs to work step by step and try his best to improve himself to resist Fang Zihao's assassination. In the end, his great revenge is avenged and he can prove his immortal way and ascend to the fairy world.
The lifelong enemy died quickly, but Xu Xian's life goal was a little confused.
Speaking of Fang Zihao's death, it was actually a series of coincidences.
King Kang chose Xu Xian instead of taking him seriously. Fang Zihao was very disappointed.
Fang Zihao was a proud boy and had risen through the ranks. Now he was only in his early thirties and became the commander-in-chief of the Wuwei Army. When he was in high spirits, had he ever been insulted like this?
Fang Zihao said that he was loyal to King Kang, which was just a temporary measure. It did not mean that as long as King Kang killed Xu Xian, he would be loyal to King Kang wholeheartedly.
Despite this, he was really displeased that his mighty commander of an army of 30,000 people would lose to a small scholar.
Fang Zihao was so angry that he led a group of personal guards and whipped their horses to gallop towards the military camp.
"Dare to block my general's path? Are you looking for death?"
Fang Zihao swung his whip at passers-by, and his guards also swung their whips to clear the way for him. Wherever he passed, blood spattered, suppressed cries rang out, and there were countless casualties.
The avenue in front of the government office is the most prosperous area in Hangzhou, with an endless stream of pedestrians and traders. This place is not suitable for galloping horses.
Because of the Fang La Uprising, the existence of the Wuwei Army was related to the life and death of thousands of people in Hangzhou Prefecture, and Fang Zihao's status also skyrocketed.
Perhaps he had been suppressed for too long and needed to vent, so Fang Zihao was a little carried away. He acted according to his preferences and became a little unscrupulous.
When the Wuwei Army passes by, it gives people the feeling that a wolf is coming.
"If you are dissatisfied, what can you do to me?"
Fang Zihao felt proud and became more and more arrogant and domineering.
The violent cavalry passed by, scaring the vendors and pedestrians on the street to run for their lives, filled with resentment.
The resentment and blood of passers-by inspired the power of three invincible bad luck cards.
The invincible bad luck card that originally only caused a little trouble for Fang Zihao has undergone a qualitative change.
Fang Zihao's horse stumbled, and his forward momentum continued, causing him to fall forward.
Fang Zihao was proficient in riding skills and could have jumped off the horse directly, but something unexpected happened. The aggrievedness of being rejected by King Kang and the excitement of committing a crime in the street put him in a state of great sadness and joy.
Fang Zihao had been injured countless times while fighting on the battlefield. This great sadness and joy caused his blood to flow faster, and a once-injured blood vessel in his leg burst.
The pain was heartbreaking and heartbreaking. He couldn't use his legs and couldn't jump off the horse in time. He fell upside down. Fang Zihao hit the ground head first and suffered a concussion.
The guard was shocked and quickly jumped off his horse, helped Fang Zihao up, and helped him stop the bleeding and bandage him.
Then, he grabbed a carriage and continued to rush towards the north of the city.
Fang Zihao had a splitting headache and was furious, shouting:
"It's all these bastards who blocked the road and hit me. I'll be responsible for them if they hit me."
Seeing Fang Zihao's brutal methods, the guards were so impressed that they also regarded human life as nothing.
After listening to Fang Zihao's words, not only did he not feel anything wrong, but he felt a sense of pleasure in controlling his life and death.
Several horsemen were guarding a carriage that was rushing straight into the sky. Whip shadows were flying, blood stained the long street, and screams shook the sky.
"Hahaha! You dare to block this general's way. Are you tired of living?"
The pain in his head made Fang Zihao crazy, and he laughed wildly.
Boundless resentment gathered together, constantly stimulating the three invincible bad luck cards, slowly eroding Fang Zihao's body, and gradually gathered towards his head.
The meridians in his head exploded, and the concussion turned into cerebral hemorrhage. Fang Zihao's eyes were blood-red, and his consciousness gradually became confused, but he still shouted bloodthirsty:
"You dare to block my general's path and seek death? Hit me and create a bloody path for me!"
When the carriage returned to the military camp, Fang Zihao felt at home and at ease. The corners of his mouth raised with a trace of bloodthirsty laughter, and he finally fell down.
The three invincible bad luck cards were inspired by the resentment and underwent a qualitative change, turning into three invincible life-threatening cards.
Fang Zihao died!
Xu Xian had never thought that three invincible bad luck cards could destroy Fang Zihao, he just wanted to teach Fang Zihao a lesson.
With King Kang as his backer, Fang Zihao did not dare to let the Wuwei army deal with Xu Xian. Xu Xian could have enough time to improve himself and then find a chance to take revenge.
The opponent was too weak and vulnerable. Xu Xian's revenge was too easy. He was a little disappointed because he couldn't defeat his enemy.
After adjusting his mood, Xu Xian thought, and nine-colored divine light came from the sky and submerged into Xu Xian's meridians.
The spiritual energy from heaven and earth roared in, and after being refined by the nine-color divine light, it turned into pure spiritual power, cleansing the body and mind. Xu Xian's strength, agility, intelligence, and physique were increased to thirteen times that of ordinary adults.
Xu Xian was overjoyed. He jumped up in the air and spun around in the air. He had a panoramic view of Xu Mansion and the beautiful scenery of West Lake. From the corner of his eye, he saw a familiar figure. An old man with white beard and hair, holding a fishing rod, was heading towards Xu Mansion. Come.
Xu Xian knew this old man, he only knew his name was Diaosou, but he didn't know his name.
Before the great changes in the Xu family, Xu Xian focused on studying and wanted to gain fame.
When I got tired from studying, I walked around the West Lake to stretch my muscles and exercise.
West Lake is relatively famous and has many tourists. Only one person caught Xu Xian's attention.
He was an old man with immortal demeanor and a childlike face. He had a rather elegant appearance and an air of elegance, making him look like a fairy.
The old man started to appear three years ago. He regularly sits on the broken bridge and fishes every day.
When he saw the old man for the first time, he thought he was a Jiang Ziya-like figure. He wanted to know if the old man's hook was straight.
I don't know whether the old man wanted to catch the prince, general or minister Xu Xian, but he was really fishing. His hook was curved.
When the fish took the bait, the old man pulled up the fishing rod, took out the fish and put it in the bucket, saying:
"I'm not Jiang Ziya. Are you disappointed?"
Xu Xian smiled and said:
"I'm not disappointed, I'm not King Wen of Zhou either."
