Empress, don't make trouble, I'm really a gentleman

Three luxuriously decorated carriages stopped in front of them, like three crouching giant beasts.

Ji Wuchen didn't change his face, and walked straight.

Seeing this, Fu An rushed forward wittily and kicked the carriage hard.

This kick was infused with the real essence of the master level, and its strength was terrifying. One side of the carriage was sunken, and the whole car was kicked away violently, opening a path that could accommodate Ji Wuchen to continue moving forward.

Smoke is everywhere.

Ji Wuchen didn't say anything, and walked straight into the smoke and dust.

There were several angry curses from the opposite side, and the sound of sharp swords being unsheathed also sounded one after another.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, everything that was hidden behind the carriage clearly appeared in front of my eyes.

It was a young man in luxurious clothes, with a hostile face, holding a shining long sword in his hand, and looking fiercely over.

Behind him, there were several tall men standing, all of them with fierce faces and weapons in their hands.

A young girl was tied up, part of her clothes was torn off, something was stuffed in her mouth, she lay down on the ground, her pretty face was covered with tears.

"Who the hell are you! How dare you meddle in my business!"

The man in Chinese clothes was furious, looking at Ji Wuchen and the others unkindly, and there was a tendency to fight if there was any disagreement.

Ji Wuchen looked at him, and then at the tied girl, and he understood a little.

Anger slowly ignited in his heart.

What he despises the most is this kind of bullying and insulting women from good families.

Fu An took a step forward, and said with a sneer: "It turns out that he is the eldest son of the Hou family of Qing'an. I haven't seen you for a few days, and he can even do something like robbing civilian girls?"

Prince Qing'an Hou looked around, and accidentally caught a glimpse of the two corpses lying on the ground, his face froze with anger.

dead... dead?
Although he had killed many people directly and indirectly, it was the first time that one of his subordinates died.

That strange feeling slowly turned into fear, cooling down his anger a bit.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at Fu An who spoke.

"Heh, who am I supposed to be? It turns out it's Fu'an, the vicious dog in the capital. Why, why don't you be your dog and come here to meddle in your own business?"

Seeing that it was Fu'an, Prince Qing'an Hou Shizi breathed a sigh of relief.

No matter how fierce Fu An is, he is just a servant.

"Oh, just because you want to take care of this son's affairs? Don't say it's you, even if that trash Ji Wuchen really came, he can't take care of me!"

Prince Qing'an Hou's face was full of coquettishness. With a wave of his hand, several people behind him took a step forward, unleashing the coercion of warriors.

"Really?"

What Qing'an Hou Shizi didn't expect was that Fu An just smiled grimly in the face of insults, and did not refute. The one who spoke was a young man standing behind Fu An.

Only then did he notice that although it was Fu An who kicked the carriage away, and it was Fu An who spoke, the real core of the group in front of him seemed to be this young man.

It's an ethos where he's standing there, doing nothing, and you just can tell he's the protagonist.

Fu An turned around and smiled obsequiously at the man.

Seeing this, how could Prince Qing'an still not understand that this man is General Tiance, Ji Wuchen.

"You! You are Ji Wuchen?!"

He pointed at Ji Wuchen, and there was a bit of panic in his eyes.

In the capital, among all the dandies and villains, the most famous, the worst, the most unreasonable, moody, but also the most powerful and the most noble, is Ji Wuchen!
It can be said that in the circle of dandies, the man in front of him is a role model and a leader.

Ji Wuchen looked at him indifferently.

"You said, I can't control you?"

Prince Qing'an Hou swallowed his saliva, subconsciously took two steps back, and suddenly changed into a fierce face.

"What are you arrogant about! Father Nangong Yi! Father Qing'an Hou! My sister is a direct disciple of Tianxuanmen, what are you!"

Ji Wuchen let out a "huh" and could see the seriousness of the man in front of him.

"Go away!"

As he spoke, he suddenly unleashed his aura, and the coercion at the grandmaster level was extremely terrifying, forcing Prince Qing'an Hou to fall to the ground with a terrified face.

Ji Wuchen glanced at the others indifferently, and after seeing that no one dared to speak out, he stepped forward to remove the cloth ball that was blocked in the girl's mouth, and cut the rope with his true energy.

"Girl, who are you and what happened, just tell me, I will make the decision for you."

The girl was so frightened that she couldn't speak, she curled up and hugged herself, tears streaming down her face.

Ji Wuchen sighed, reached out and touched her head.

What a pretty little girl, to be so frightened.

"Don't be afraid, you are safe, I am here, no one dares to bully you."

Seeing that the girl still didn't dare to make a sound and her body was trembling, Ji Wuchen felt a little distressed.

It was Mu Baifan who took the initiative to step forward when he saw this, hugged the girl and comforted him in a low voice, and the girl's complexion gradually became more beautiful.

"The rest, kill them all, and leave this trash behind."

Ji Wuchen stood up, only looked at the girl sitting on the ground, and ordered without the slightest emotion.

Normally, he would never make such a bloody decision, but why...

It was as if something had been electrified in my mind, and there was a tingling sensation.

A memory fragment flashed across the sea of ​​consciousness like a meteor, making him frown slightly.

That was... that was when I was very young.

……

"Father! Father! Can I go out and play?"

The little Ji Wuchen was only five or six years old, and ran happily into a large and empty study room.

His father was shrouded in shadows, and was writing something with his head down. When he saw his son coming in, he didn't have much, and he was still dealing with the work at hand.

In his impression, Ji Wuchen couldn't remember his father's face clearly, he only knew that he was always shrouded in shadow, dealing with things that could never be finished.

The father stopped the pen in his hand, raised his head, and glanced at the little child.

His face was still hidden in the shadows, with only a pair of eyes that seemed to glow, revealing a terrifying light.

Father spoke, the sound seemed to come from a cold and deep pool, as if it came from a dark and damp coffin.

"Go out? What are you going out for? You are not allowed to go out. There are only two kinds of people outside, one is idiots, and the other is idiots who think they are smart."

Father shook his head and continued to write on the table.

"Ji Wuchen, you and them are not the same species, you will only eat them or be killed by them. Don't do stupid things."

The joy disappeared from the little Ji Wuchen's face, and he felt inexplicably afraid. He only felt that the whole study room had become gloomy, and the father sitting by the desk was even more frightening like a monster.

He ran out in fear and kept running for a long time before he recovered and looked back towards the direction of the study.

……

Ji Wuchen's eyelids drooped, and there was an inexplicable light in the pitch-black pupils, as if he was mocking or talking about something.

At this moment, his body seemed to be shrouded in a misty shadow.

Qinglong and the others raised their hands in amazement.

At this moment, in their eyes, Ji Wuchen and a terrifying figure that had passed away slowly overlapped.