"You actually murdered the young master, please pay for the young master with your life today!" A burly old man with white hair and beard stared at Qingtian and said.
Qingtian's figure was already very tall, but in front of the old man, he still looked "thinner". However, he was not afraid and faced the old man tit for tat. No scratches.
The old man knocked away the iron gun with one punch, and then punched Qingtian.
Qingtian grabbed He Yue'er, jumped over, took He Yue'er away from the old man, and rushed back to the gate of Yi Mansion. He Yue'er was about to speak, but was pushed in by Qingtian: "Don't go out!"
When He Yue'er heard "Don't go out", she also remembered the three words written by Xiao Lan and Xiao Huang. She looked outside the Yi Mansion. In addition to the sturdy old man, there were two other people following the old man. Fatty and short, he didn't seem to be a kind person, and he stopped arguing with Qingtian and nodded in agreement.
Qingtian glanced at the stunned Jiahai and said nothing. He turned around and came to the outside of Yi Mansion, whistling towards the sky, three long and two short. Two eagles circled in the sky, and one of them flew towards the palace.
The old man said to the two people behind him: "The young master is dead and Meng Zhoulan is nowhere to be found. What should we do?"
The fat man turned his head and looked around, and was immediately attracted by the river that was more than ten feet long. There was a large hole in the stone wall on the other side of the river. It was where Qingtian had just stabbed Meng Zhou Lan into the opposite stone wall. There was also Meng Zhoulan beside the hole. Zhou Lan's splotches of blood.
The fat man walked to the railing and looked into the river. Although the river was flowing continuously, he could still see a little bit of bright red remaining in the water: "It's such a strong force, Meng Zhoulan didn't lose unjustly."
Of the three people present, only the old man had fought against Qingtian, and the old man was noncommittal about the evaluation of "great strength."
The short man squatted on the ground, picked up Ge Yigang's body, walked to the side and put it down: "The gunshot wound cannot be mistaken."
Qingtian paused twice with his iron gun on the ground, his provocation was very obvious.
"Mr. Zhao, leave this boy to us!" The fat man placed Ge Yigang's body, walked over and said to the old man.
The old man known as "Mr. Zhao" shook his head: "This kid is extraordinary, don't rely on him, let's go together!"
The fat man and the short man kept complaining in their hearts: "They will take the credit."
The burly old man's name was Zhao Fuhong, who was a straggler, and was later recruited by King Xiang of Chu. The fat man's name was Bao Shen, who was one of the four poets of Mo Wen Guan. The thin man's name was Tian. Yue Ben is an ordinary elder of the Beggar Clan. The three of them were all dead soldiers under Ge Cifeng's account, but they had always been dissatisfied with each other. Not only they, but also other dead soldiers also had many differences with each other.
"Mr. Zhao, I'll go up first, and you'll raid the formation for me!" Bao Shen couldn't wait any longer. As the fourth poet master of the Mo Wen Museum, he not only was inferior to others in the library, but even entered the palace of Prince Xiang of Chu. King Xiang of Chu also always believed that "big poets" sounded much more powerful than "little poets". Mengzhou Lan had hidden tricks and good looks, and he quickly got into the position of the prince's confidant, which made Bao Shen very dissatisfied.
Now that Meng Zhoulan died in battle, Bao Shen not only did not feel sad, but secretly rejoiced that one less competitor was always a good thing.
Tian Yue's case has always looked down upon the two of them. Although the Beggar Gang has had a bad reputation in recent years, it is still a high-ranking sect in the world. It does not look down upon such small sects and individual members at all. The Mo Wen Guan was attached to King Chu Xiang, but the Beggar Clan was not. The Beggar Clan and King Chu Xiang had a cooperative relationship, so naturally they felt that they were superior to the other two.
Tian Yuehan didn't talk to the two of them. He was short in stature and moved extremely nimbly. He reached Qingtian's side in a few steps, and first he lifted his vaginal legs.
Qingtian felt disgusted in his heart. Although this move was practical, anyone who used it was either stupid or bad.
Although Qingtian was very disgusted with this little man, he did not despise him. He kicked the gun barrel and the gun barrel hit Tian Yue'an.
The gun barrel came so fast that Tian Yueyan had no choice but to retract his vaginal leg, step on the bottom-up gun barrel and somersault towards Qingtian's head.
As soon as the Tian Yue case was over, Bao Shen ran over. Even though he was fat, he was not slow in running. Not only was he not slow, but he was very powerful.
Bao Shen ran closer and took out a piece of white paper from his arms. On the white paper, he saw clearly written: "Pull up the mountain and carry the cauldron." Bao Shen stuffed the white paper into his mouth, and immediately visible to the naked eye, the loose fat all over his body slowly became firmer.
As soon as Qingtian's iron gun was handed out, Bao Shen saw the right opportunity and grabbed Qingtian's iron gun. The two started fighting over the iron gun, punching and kicking, and they were inseparable.
Tian Yuehan jumped to the other side of Qingtian and attacked from a flank. Qingtian was attacked from both sides and struggled to hold on.
In the palace, Zhao Yizhi was reading the memorial, when Nafeng rushed from outside, gave a simple salute to Wang Zhenliang outside the door, and then entered the imperial study.
"Your Majesty, Qingtian asked the eagle to send back a message that reinforcements are needed!"
Zhao Yizhi was speechless for a moment and said, "Why is it the Yi Mansion again? What happened? Can't the two of them handle it?"
Nafeng shook his head and said, "I don't know, it's just that the eagle crows very urgently."
"Go, go, go quickly." Zhao Yizhi waved his hand and said, "Don't make any more trouble."
Nafeng responded, exited the house, and rushed to Yi Mansion with Fanyu.
After Na Feng left, Zhao Yizhi became restless. Normally Chen Congwei would not ask for help, let alone the arrogant Qingtian. Zang Yun and Lan Yue had previously blocked the escape of prisoners from the Penal Department Prison. Zang Yun fell into a brief coma after exhaustion and did not take the initiative to ask for help. Why did Qingtian ask for help today?
"Is there any news from Ziyinwei?" Zhao Yizhi called out the door.
"The Ziyin guards sent out today have not returned yet." Wang Zhenliang replied outside the door.
If Zhao Yizhi releases his spiritual consciousness to investigate, he will find that the Ziyin guards sent out are unconscious in the deep alleys and alleys of the capital.
Zhao Yizhi walked towards the door, then turned back: "No, you can't have me personally do everything. Then I, as an emperor, would be too cheap."
Zhao Yizhi just turned back to his desk and shook his head again: "No, this matter is not trivial. Go ahead! Go ahead!"
In the library post, Ge Cifeng was sitting at the table. Because it was daytime, there was neither darkness nor hiding place in the room. Ge Cifeng's bodyguards stood in a row in front of him, and there were people standing in the room. Five people, and even a woman.
Ge Cifeng looked at everyone and said, "Why are you the only ones back? Where are they?"
Everyone was silent, but finally one person took a step forward and whispered: "Your Majesty, yesterday you asked them to take the young master to the Yi Mansion to investigate the situation, but you forgot."
Ge Cifeng just slapped his head and suddenly realized: "Ah, yes, I really forgot. But it's been a long time, why haven't you come back? I'm afraid they have indulged Gang'er again and wandered around. ."
The leader seemed to be favored by Ge Cifeng and said: "It's normal for the young master to have fun here and there for the first time in the capital. No matter how good the little emperor is, he will not send someone to stare at a teenager all day long. children."
Ge Cifeng bit his nails and nodded slightly. Suddenly, Ge Cifeng remembered that day in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, when he met Zhao Yizhi, the young Ge Yizhi had just emerged and answered fluently...
The more Ge Cifeng thought about it, the more frightened he became. He quickly stood up and said, "I'm worried. You guys come with me to the Yi Mansion to see clearly." The prince gave the order, and naturally a few people didn't dare to disobey. Everyone moved out of the way, Ge Cifeng went out, and several people followed him covertly and covertly.
Ge Cifeng and Zhao Yizhi went out almost at the same time and rushed towards the Yi Mansion.
In a teahouse at the end of Yifu Street, the first floor was bustling with people, but the second floor was very quiet. There was only one young man in white clothes, Zhou Ziru, who was sitting by the window, looking at Yifu in the distance. Every move in front of the door.
Qingtian fought one against two. Although it was a bit difficult, he managed to come back and not lose. However, Zhao Fuhong, the burly old man among the three, did not make any move.
Tian Yuehan spotted an opening and ran into Qingtian's arms. He grabbed Qingtian and was about to throw him out. Qingtian's feet seemed to have taken root. Tian Yuean tried his best, but failed to lift Qingtian. Instead, Qingtian pointed his gun at Bao Shen and pinched Tian Yuean's neck with his other hand.
Tian Yuehan couldn't do anything, and he was about to jump out with a somersault, but Qingtian grabbed his ankle. Qingtian grinned, grabbed Tian Yue's case and threw it towards Bao Shen.
Bao Shen dodged the flying Tian Yue'an with his cat waist, and took out a piece of white paper from his arms. On the white paper was written: "Flying on shadow to chase the wind" and stuffed it into his mouth. In the blink of an eye, the fat Bao Shen disappeared. The next second, he appeared behind Qingtian and punched Qingtian in the back of the heart.
As soon as Qingtian threw Tian Yue's case, Bao Shen turned around and came behind Qingtian. When he punched out, Qingtian turned around and raised his gun to stop him. Qingtian thought it would be very difficult to resist, but unexpectedly, although this Baoshen was fast, it was not as strong as before. Qingtian blocked the punch effortlessly.
Seeing Tian Yue'an being thrown out, Zhao Fuhong turned around and faced Tian Yue'an. Seizing the opportunity, he rushed behind Qing Tian, raised his huge fist, and hit Qing Tian in the back of the head.
When Qingtian heard the wind behind his head, he kicked away the ginseng and hurriedly dodged the punch. Unexpectedly, Zhao Fuhong's move was just a feint. Seeing Qingtian dodge, he hit Qingtian hard with his knee. Qingtian's abdomen was hit by this, and he held his spear on the ground and jumped back to the door of Yi Mansion, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
"Qing...Qingtian...how are you..." Jiahai saw Qingtian injured, and then he came back to his senses and asked with concern.
"You can't die. Why don't you go see Miss He first and don't let anything happen to her? This is His Majesty's order!" Qingtian knew that Jiahai was in a trance and couldn't help here, so he took Zhao Yizhi's order as his order. Therefore, it's better to hold off the sea first, otherwise if the three of them are the same, I really don't know if I can withstand it.
The three of them walked slowly to the door of Yi Mansion. Both of them looked evil. Qingtian's eyes were determined and he did not take even one step back from the door.
Zhou Ziru in the teahouse looked at Ge Cifeng coming from a distance and Zhao Yizhi coming in an ordinary car and "incognito", a smile appeared on his face.
