Return of the Immortal Emperor: The Villain Empress Becomes Mother-in-Law

Inside the airport, there was a dense crowd of people, most of whom looked like strangers, passing by Tang Xuan and the others, nothing unusual could be seen.

There are many people who come to Japan for tourism every year, and even the staff at the airport are used to it.

However, during the staggering of cups and cups, Tang Xuan suddenly felt a figure appear behind him, coming with a burst of killing intent.

brush!
It was the sound of blades cutting through the air, very piercing and sharp!

It's just that in the eyes of everyone, Tang Xuan didn't notice it. Tang Xuan, who had a keen intuition, turned his head sideways and grabbed it with his bare hands, but it fell into nothing.

He frowned slightly. Just two seconds ago, he clearly felt another aura appeared. Who was it?
Looking back, Tang Xuan saw a familiar face, but this face, after less than a few days, had become unrecognizable.

Scars all over his face.

Blind in one eye.

It is Huang Taotao's father, Huang Bohong.

He looked nervous, and said to Tang Xuan: "Don't move around, don't leave the crowded place, we are surrounded."

Tang Xuan frowned, and winked at Xu Qingfeng and others beside him, signaling them not to move casually, and then sat on the chair with Huang Bohong.

The tourists around didn't notice it at all. When the two sat down, they took a stranger's arm in a tacit understanding and helped him fall on the seat. This person was already dead and could not die anymore.

Looking at Huang Bohong's appearance, Tang Xuan finally sighed: "How did it happen?"

With a calm face, Huang Bohong shook his head and said, "It has nothing to do with you."

Tang Xuan said in a deep voice: "Do you know that I have sent someone to protect you?"

Huang Bohong sneered: "Those people are all members of the Hand of God."

"hand of God?"

Tang Xuan frowned, is it this broken organization again?

No wonder.

After all, it was under the hands of Chen Qingming at the beginning, so the protection of Huang Baihong may be another kind of danger.

Tang Xuangang wanted to say something apologetic, but Huang Bohong shook his head and said: "Find a way to deal with these people, let's have a good chat."

On the side, He Danqiu suddenly sneered and said, "It's simple, just kill them all?"

The voice was so small that only two of them could hear it clearly.

Huang Bohong looked at her suspiciously, then glanced at Tang Xuan again.

Tang Xuandao: "Don't pay attention to her, I know it will cost a lot to kill people here, do you have any good way to get out?"

Huang Bohong hesitated for two seconds, then looked around: "These people are the killers of the local community, after I received the text message you sent me, they came here first, faster than me, so I can only leave the airport first , find a quiet place..."

He scratched his neck.

Tang Xuan narrowed his eyes, pondered for a few seconds, and did not agree with this statement.

In fact, it's the same wherever you start, but the other party is not stupid. Since the preparations are so complete, there is no reason to go the other way.

Besides, it's not impossible not to attract attention when you move your hands.

With a thought of Tang Xuan, a white glow suddenly flashed in the air, and it flew past his eyes in an instant. It was just a mere breath, and no one noticed it at all.

Only Xu Qingfeng, who was at the side, suddenly felt his hair stand on end, sensing a surge of sword intent, and began to shuttle through the crowd.

This... is that flying sword that brother Tang refined?
Gollum.

Xu Qingfeng swallowed, and tried to capture the trajectory of the flying sword with his eyes, but found that there was no trace of it at all, only a white silk thread wrapped in cold air was slowly flowing!

Yes, slowly flow!

Obviously, the flying sword is so fast that people around can't even notice it, but it's so slow, so slow that the sword will boil, but it doesn't hurt anyone?

Xu Qingfeng was stunned.

As a swordsman, he has learned swordsmanship from his master for so many years, and flying with a sword is no problem, but now he is a little unwilling!
Brother Tang, brother Tang, who on earth are you who can forge a flying sword at random and be so powerful?

How did he know that before Tang Xuan set off, he took the little girl Yunliuer to visit the night market all day long and ate all the delicacies in the streets and alleys before he coaxed the little ancestor to promise him two condition.

One, it is to let her not follow her to the Wa country, but to stay in the hidden mountain residence where the defensive formation is set up.

Second, let her sleep with the flying sword all night.

Just for one night.

This flying sword forged from snow crystals has been completely reborn into its present strange appearance.

Let Tang Xuan control it as he pleases.

Even He Danqiu, who was at the side, was a little incredulous when he saw this flying sword.

Greedy light flashed again in her beautiful eyes, and she unconsciously looked at Tang Xuan and licked the corner of her mouth.

What a great supplement.

"Let's go."

After Feijian finally located those people who had murderous intentions for him according to his aura, Tang Xuan smiled slightly, and led them away.

Huang Bohong looked puzzled, and wanted to ask Tang Xuan, but found that he was walking far away, so he had to follow.

However, what no one noticed was that every time Tang Xuan and the others took a step, the flying sword cut a person's neck.

Take a hundred steps.

The corpses fell to the ground, and the scene was in a mess. Countless passengers ran in panic, and the ground was really a sea of ​​corpses and blood.

As the airport security arrived, Tang Xuan and the others had already left.

It seems that it has nothing to do with this accident.

Huang Bohong walked last, and after seeing this scene, he couldn't help swallowing.

He knew, and it was very clear, that this might be Tang Xuan's handwriting.

But how Tang Xuan did it, he had no idea.

Soon, though, someone will let him know.

Walking on the road, Xu Qingfeng's eyes were already shining with gold, and he squeezed Tang Xuan's arm and said, "Brother Tang, where is the sword, let me see it quickly, quickly."

Tang Xuan smiled and grabbed it with his palm.

call out!
Xuebai Feijian appeared in an instant, flipping somersault playfully.

Not a drop of blood.

Xu Qingfeng swallowed again, but this spit was not shock, but envy.

He tried to reach out and grab it.

But this flying sword seemed to prevent anyone other than its master from approaching. It flew up and locked Xu Qingfeng between his eyebrows, as if to warn him.

"Qiong Lou, come back."

Tang Xuan shouted, and Fei Jian returned to his sleeve in an instant, like a well-behaved maid.

Fear of Qionglou Yuyu, the heights are too cold.

Qionglou is the name of this flying sword.

Xu Qingfeng clicked his tongue and said, "Brother Tang, seriously, I, Xu Qingfeng, are willing to sacrifice the rest of my life in exchange for you to make me such a flying sword, how about it?"

Tang Xuan nodded seriously: "Okay."

Xu Qingfeng froze.

Is this...good or not?
Tang Xuan glanced at him with a half-smile, it was the first time he had seen a sword repairman who could be jumped by an immortal.

If this is reported back to the Immortal World, even if he is the Immortal Emperor, there will probably be rumors that the Immortal Emperor once befriended a romantic person who has a habit of playing with a dragon and playing with two phoenixes...

"Go, get in the car."

Huang Bohong led the two into the parking lot, and pointed to a black MPV in front of him.