Chat Group of Myriad Worlds of Tang Dynasty

In the eyes of the national teacher, the small inn lobby has become very huge.

All the time in front of me seems to be slowed down.

In the vision of the national teacher, he is full of confidence in the matter of holding Li Ke hostage.

Even though there may be some twists and turns in the process, the result must be straightforward.

If I want to rush to the Highness of the Tang Dynasty under the watchful eyes of these people, it will definitely not be so easy.

These people are all big and round, and it is still somewhat difficult to face them head-on.

Even if one's own strength is strong, facing so many people is no different from shaking a tree by a mayfly.

Not to mention that Feng Zhidai was a man with strong martial arts skills, and he could easily kill himself with a single blow.

So after many rehearsals in the mind of the national teacher, he finally came up with a perfect route.

From the road to simplicity, sometimes the simplest is the most powerful.

Taking himself as the starting point, the national teacher drew the simplest straight line to the place where Li Ke was standing.

The dignitaries and dignitaries of the general royal family are all trash.

As long as he can avoid the people around him, he can hold all the glory and wealth in his hands.

Thinking of this, the national teacher only felt a little hard to breathe.

The bright future in front of him beckoned to him.

The national teacher buried his head and rushed towards Li Ke.

As long as your speed is fast enough, all problems will be solved.

In his eyes, everything in front of him was slowed down.

The national teacher saw that the Qinlong army in front of him was chatting happily, and the loud laughter made waves of air in the air.

Hey, I didn't expect this ordinary Qinlong Army to look ugly, but there is still something.

But what's the use of being strong?
In front of me, wasn't it expected by me?

There were a lot of people in front of the Dragon Capture Army, but the national division quickly passed them by.

He sneered in his heart, heh, they were just a bunch of silly soldiers.

The Tang people are nothing more than that.

The person in front of him is said to be a young general, the national teacher's heart tightened, and he stared at Xue Rengui in front of him.

Xue Rengui raised his hand, and the national teacher passed by his hand.

The gust of wind blew past, looking at the palm that was avoided by him, the national teacher was quite complacent.

Sure enough, I made a prediction of your prediction, what kind of young general is nothing more than that.

Finally, it was Feng Zhidai.

When Feng Zhidai passed by, the national teacher's heart suddenly tightened.

After all, I have seen his strength before, and it is the most difficult to avoid him.

But God bless, Feng Zhidai was still focused on telling Li Ke about Lingnan, completely ignoring the national teacher here.

This made the national teacher couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Now, victory is at hand.

The national teacher took out a small dagger from his arms, and with a cold light, he gestured to Li Ke's neck.

All the people in the posthouse only heard a loud shout.

"Please be quiet, I will kill him if you make any more noise."

Seeing this situation, Feng Zhidai immediately became anxious.

How dare this damned Luzon man be so bold!

That's His Highness the Third, how dare he hold His Highness hostage like this, doesn't it mean he doesn't want to live anymore?

Originally, he came all the way here just for the resources of the Luzon Kingdom.

It's okay for the national teacher to seek death for this move, this is to kill himself!
He looked around, but saw that Qinlongjun and the others all looked as usual, but stopped talking and laughing.

And Xue Rengui acted as if nothing had happened.

Why do you still look so relaxed!

Feng Zhidai was about to collapse, this is His Royal Highness, as his disciple and entourage, why are all these people so indifferent.

Could it be that His Highness actually gets along very badly with his subordinates, and everyone wants to put him to death?

The more Feng Zhidai thought about it, the more he felt that it made sense. After all, in the short time he spent with His Highness, he peed all over his neck.

The others have been with him for so long, maybe His Highness has done more times to embarrass them.

Even so, you can't just watch His Highness in danger like this!
Seeing everyone's indifference, Feng Zhidai became more anxious as he thought about it, but he didn't dare to act rashly when he saw the gleaming dagger in the master's hand.

"Brother, don't get excited."

Feng Zhidai's voice was trembling, trying to persuade the national teacher to be excited.

"This is the Third Highness of the Tang Dynasty. If you kill him, it will be a crime that will implicate the entire family."

Unexpectedly, after hearing his words, the national teacher became more emotional and laughed out loud.

"The Nine Clans? Where do I have the Nine Clans!"

The national teacher stretched out his hand and tore off a piece of white skin from his face.

The densely packed scars were like petals blooming on the skin.

No wonder a few people felt that his expression was stiff. It turned out that it was because of the human skin mask.

"Be more sensible, just listen to me obediently. This is smallpox. I escaped from a narrow escape, and I am no longer afraid of this disease."

"It's different for you. The moment you go to the island, the air is full of this disease."

Thinking that these people would be tortured to death by smallpox, the national teacher became even more excited.

smallpox?

Hearing the words, Qin Longjun on the side quickly approached Xue Rengui and asked in a low voice.

"General Xue, is it possible that smallpox is a disease prevented by the cowpox we had earlier?"

It seems that this national teacher still doesn't know much about Datang, and he doesn't know that all people in Datang have been vaccinated against smallpox.

The national teacher also had no time to care about what these people said. The dagger in his hand was pressed against Li Ke, and he only felt that he had mastered the overall situation.

"What kind of Tang people, is it still in my hands!"

The National Teacher's laughter was rampant, echoing throughout the posthouse.

Cheng Yaojin picked nutmeg all night, just woke up, and staggered to the lobby.

Hey, if His Highness hadn't told me to get up early in the morning to read "Spring and Autumn", I wouldn't have woken up so early.

This book is indeed interesting.

Although I said that I have read it for so long, I have only read a few chapters.

Cheng Yaojin staggered down with a copy of "Spring and Autumn".

Before taking two steps, Cheng Yaojin felt that the atmosphere was not right, and when he looked up, he found a scene that he absolutely couldn't believe.

His Highness was kidnapped by an ugly monster whose face was completely disfigured.

Who is so courageous to hold His Highness hostage.

Cheng Yaojin was very angry in his heart, holding the "Spring and Autumn" in his hand, he jumped up from the stairs.

Snapped.

A crisp sound came, and the national teacher only felt that his Tianling Gai was hit by something.

Before he could react, he lost consciousness forever.

Feng Zhidai on the side was suddenly dumbfounded.

He clearly saw that Cheng Yaojin rolled up the book and knocked on the head of the national teacher.

In an instant, the national teacher died.

Clang.

The dagger in the national teacher's hand fell at the sound, breaking the tranquility.

Xue Rengui's angry voice sounded in the small post house.

"Old Cheng, what are you doing? You messed up a good scene!"