"Master...why are you here?"
A servant outside sent a message, and the eldest lady tensed up. She quickly wiped her tears, straightened her clothes, and calmed down her expression.
The next second, Mr. Xiao came in on crutches and frowned at the broken tea cups and tea on the ground.
"Madam, what's going on? Why are you so angry?"
"Master, it's...nothing." The eldest lady calmed down her emotions and forced a smile.
"I've heard it all." Mr. Xiao sighed, "Hey, Yu Meng, you have shouldered too much for the Xiao family. Don't bear everything by yourself. Who is that Lin Wanjie? He sounds familiar. He lied. How much money did you get from the Xiao family?"
"this……"
"Money is something external to the body. If you are cheated, just be cheated. It doesn't matter."
"Yes! Don't worry, sir, I know all about it."
"Ahem..." Mr. Xiao coughed twice, "This tuberculosis is difficult to recover from. I'm going to rest. Madam, please don't be angry."
"Here, help the master back to his room."
The servant helped Mr. Xiao go.
The eldest lady looked at the mess in the house and couldn't help but shed tears.
"Madam, please stop crying. You are making Xiaolian feel bad for crying."
"Prepare the carriage. Since we have gone to Zuixian Tower, let's go to Zuixian Tower to catch the traitor!"
This time, the eldest lady is serious.
This is a girl whose feelings were deceived, her desire for revenge is aroused, and her heart has become dark.
…
At the same time, the century-old pine opposite Prince Jing's Mansion suddenly broke in its middle, and the ancient branch weighing a thousand kilograms fell straight towards the courtyard of the Prince's Mansion.
The soldiers inside and outside the gate felt that there was a dark cloud above their heads. When they looked up, their eyes widened in shock, and screams could be heard.
Boom!
The giant tree pressed down on the top, the courtyard collapsed, and the golden plaque of Prince Jing's Mansion fell down, and was instantly cut into two pieces by a silver light.
The doors of the palace collapsed, and the tree stump broke a stone lion at the door.
The three soldiers were crushed to death on the spot, their flesh and blood were bloody and horrific.
Hearing the noise, the palace soldiers ran over.
Seeing this in front of the door, I was stunned.
How could a century-old pine break without reason under the clear sky and white sun?
The ambush soldiers murmured and looked around, but couldn't find a single figure.
Suddenly, a soldier pointed at the broken part of the ancient tree opposite: "Look, that cut!"
Everyone's eyes focused on the incision of the ancient tree.
I saw that the incision was as smooth as a mirror, without any burrs.
This is not broken!
Someone cut it off instantly with a sharp weapon.
It looks like the cut was made by the edge of a sword, but such a big ancient tree requires four or five people to hug it. Who can break it with a single blow with a sword?
Simply impossible!
Just as I was thinking about it, a gust of evil wind blew up from nowhere. Sand and rocks flew in front of the palace gate, and dead leaves rolled back, making people unable to open their eyes.
"What a strong wind!"
"what happened?"
"Ah!"
In the midst of the discussion, someone suddenly screamed. Before he could react, blood spattered out, and there was more blood smell in the wind.
"There's someone in the wind."
"It's a sword, it's sword intent!"
"Run!"
Dozens of soldiers at the door were in complete chaos. No one could be seen in the demonic wind, and no weapons could be seen, but it was like a sickle cutting grass. One after another, people fell, blood splashed in the wind, and soon a formation was formed. There was a bloody storm, and the scene was extremely terrifying.
"Get out of the way!"
In the inner courtyard of the palace, a young general flew up to the wall, holding a bow and an arrow on the string.
The young general is dressed in silver armor, shining in the sun. This is the personal guard Zheng Yangsheng who invited Lin Wanjie to the palace last time!
Zheng Yangsheng was twenty meters away, looking at the flying sand and rocks raging in front of the door. He narrowed his eyes and aimed at a place more than ten meters above the storm. Then he bent his bow to the full moon, and the flying arrows came like lightning.
His arrow could chase Lu Wan'er fifty meters away and pierce her body with one arrow.
With Lu Wan'er's strength, she couldn't catch every move or arrow.
But today the arrow entered the storm and disappeared instantly, as if it was swallowed by an invisible black hole.
"So strong!"
Zheng Yangsheng couldn't help but sigh, and then drew another arrow.
Just as he was about to put on the bowstring, he suddenly felt an unprecedented pressure on his face!
"Zheng Yangsheng! Be careful!"
A strong man rushed out of the stable from the side, and with a palm in the air, a burst of air pressure was transmitted, and Zheng Yangsheng was sent flying.
But this person is not harming him, but saving him.
The moment Zheng Yangsheng flew sideways, the arrow that was swept away by the storm suddenly shot back in the opposite direction, grazed Zheng Yangsheng's cheek, and landed on the sand in the backyard with a loud noise!
This arrow blasted a deep pit with a radius of one meter on the ground. Except for the arrowhead, the arrow shaft and feathers were turned into fly ash.
Zheng Yangsheng is still young and has never seen such terrifying moves in his life!
His eyes were widened, and the hand holding the bow and arrow was trembling.
Then he stretched out his hand and touched it. The arrow brushed past his face, and a piece of his skin was scorched.
Bang bang!
Two loud noises were heard, and two generals wearing armor appeared from the west and north of the palace. One was in black armor, the other was in gold armor, one was holding a gun, and the other was holding a knife. They jumped up on the wall at the same time, watching the surroundings warily.
The man who came out of the stable was dressed in red armor and was as big as an ox. He was only slightly thinner than Lin Wanjie, but he was carrying a giant hammer weighing no less than three hundred kilograms.
The four guards of Prince Jing's Mansion came out together!
Even when Prince Jing was on the battlefield and the two armies faced each other, this scene was rarely seen.
Prince Jing slowly walked out of the main hall of the front yard, still wearing a nightgown, looking lazy and uninhibited, playing with a pair of steel balls, looking up to the sky and laughing: "Hahaha... I didn't expect that it was Fairy Lingbo who came! This bait is really worth it!" "
In the thatched house in the backyard, Lu Waner was trapped on a stool with her acupuncture points tapped, and was guarded by a dozen elite soldiers.
Everyone held their breath and concentrated, not daring to neglect at all.
Lu Waner's injuries have healed and her complexion has almost recovered. However, she has been locked up in the palace and has no chance to escape.
Hearing the movement outside, Lu Waner was shocked: "Master! It's Master!"
There seemed to be an invisible force gathering in the sky above the palace, which was elusive and elusive.
Suddenly, a cold voice echoed somewhere in the void: "Let them go... let them go... let them go!"
On the third sound, Prince Jing's head suddenly fell with energy.
Zheng Yangsheng pulled an arrow and collided with it. The arrow exploded instantly and air waves rolled in the front yard of the palace.
Ordinary soldiers are not even qualified to take a look at it. If flying sand and rocks touch their body, they will kill someone.
The next second, a sword came towards Prince Jing.
The strong man in red armor picked up his hammer and smashed it on the ground. The hammer hit the sword body with another loud bang.
The strong man's heart was pounding, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and took a dozen steps back.
At any rate, the sword was knocked down.
This sword is the one fished out from under the West Lake.
"This is the Spring Thunder Sword! Is the Azure Dragon Envoy also here?"
The black-armored gunman was a little shocked when he saw the sword on the ground.
But what’s even more shocking is yet to come.
There was no one around, but the Spring Thunder Sword on the ground trembled slightly and floated slowly.
Even Prince Jing felt his scalp numb.
"The method of controlling a sword!"
