Jianling

At that moment, Meng Xing panicked like a fish being fished out of the tank. All his pretended calmness was seen by others. at a loss.

He tried his best to cut off all karma between himself and the world, and what he put in his eyes was only two apprentices and a friend, and he was forced to be at a loss.

Fortunately, Shen Zhongxuan accepted it as soon as he saw it - or he had no luck at all, but after saying this, he turned his head calmly, looked at the few Futu disciples who were guarding around, and said lightly: "Ah Xing, I'm going to kill someone."

"......what?"

Shen Zhongxuan said: "I've thought about it for a long time, and I think it's easier to kill people." But he quickly laughed and said softly, "Don't worry, I won't be as bloodthirsty as my mother, it's just the current situation... .Close your eyes and I'll take care of it."

Meng Xing was silent for a moment, and lost his voice, but he struggled for only a moment, and still insisted on asking: "I forgot to ask you, how did you get in with so many guards?"

Shen Zhongxuan didn't blink, but raised his hand to cover his eyes: "Okay, Xing, Senior Feng is still waiting for us."

When Feng Henwan entered the numerous palaces, he suddenly felt the exhilaration of Xiao Shuhua's killing all the way back then.

It's no wonder that Xiao Shuhua was addicted to killing at that time, the daze and struggle of not being able to break through seemed to be insoluble except killing.

But Feng Henwan was slightly better. His killing at least had a purpose of disturbing people's hearts, so he was more merciful than Xiao Shuhua.

Feng Lin came galloping with her sword on her horse. Feng Henwan couldn't see who was coming, and couldn't tell the direction. He only knew to keep going, but when he heard the horse's hooves, he stopped for a while, and raised his hand to wipe the blood splashed on his face. Lifting his chin lazily, he waited for the question from the other side.

But it was Feng Lin who he met. Feng Lin looked at him, her solemn white clothes reflected the moonlight, making him look like a pale soul.

Feng Henwan waited for a while, and asked, "Who is it? With a sword or something else?"

Feng Lin said: "Senior Feng, please go back."

"Oh, it's you!" Feng Henwan laughed a few times, and asked again, "Aren't you going to guard your sister's spirit, and come to compete with me?"

Feng Lin paced the horse for a few steps, and said with a serious face: "Senior, there are three thousand forbidden troops here. Although you are excellent in martial arts, you are no match for thousands of troops. Why do you come here to die?"

"Send to die?" Feng Henwan held the Cong Liu sword and covered his eyes with a black cloth, but everyone felt that there was nothing to hide in front of him, "Yes, I am in a good mood today, so I will send you to die--"

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure was already as tall as an eagle, better than a light breeze without a trace, the moment he approached Feng Lin, the iron horse behind Feng Lin clanked, but he saw Feng Lin's sword coming out, her body was ethereal like smoke, Soaring pace.

Feng Henwan held up his sword to block it, and listened to the sound to identify his position, but Feng Lin sighed with a smile: "Senior Feng, your internal strength is second to none, but you should also reflect on whether these eyes are worth losing?"

"You deceitful person, are you also criticizing my decision?" Feng Henwan sneered disdainfully, slanted his sword, and aimed straight at Feng Lin's face amidst the clatter of horseshoes all around.

This time, Feng Lin no longer blindly dodged, but headed forward, with Chang Li in her hand also slashing horizontally, overflowing with murderous aura.

The two figures, one black and one white, collided with each other, screaming and sparking.

When Shi Lian raised her palm for the seventh time to defuse Chu Wanzhen's sword, Chu Wanzhen still refused to admit defeat, pointing her toes and flying away to the ground, her body like a young phoenix flapping its wings, and her sword like a dragon swimming out to sea.Shi Lian blocked it with one blow, saw her flushed face, lowered her head and sighed: "Your Highness, let's take a rest first."

Chu Jingshen tilted his head and watched the battle, and finally raised his palm, signaling the imperial guards who had been waiting for a long time to speak.

The forbidden army's complexion was pale, and finally they reported it, and hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, Mr. Feng ordered his subordinates to invite a Zen master. Someone broke into the Forbidden Palace at night, and Mr. Feng has brought people to stop him."

Chu Jingshen calmly asked, "How many people?"

"Back to the emperor, one, one..."

Chu Jingshen nodded slightly, and looked sideways at Shi Lian: "Zen Master, are you going?"

Shi Lian clasped her hands together and said sincerely, "Let's leave now, little monk."

"Wait a minute! Shi Lian, you..." Of course Chu Wanzhen didn't want to, but before she could finish speaking, Shi Lian flew and disappeared for a moment.

Chu Jingshen saw that his favorite daughter was still showing off that little cleverness, and he felt very interested. He took the teacup served by the waiter and said, "Okay, the outsiders are gone, now it's you who acted like a baby and begged for mercy." It's time."

Chu Wan really turned her head away in embarrassment, obediently put down the sleeves that were rolled up at the elbows before, and whispered: "I know I was wrong."

"What's wrong?"

"...Secretly meet with outsiders, force Shi Lian to stay, cover up their faults, and even talked back to the emperor before."

Chu Jingshen smiled lightly and shook his head: "Also, you intentionally made things big and sent someone to invite me to come and watch the battle in person...Wan Zhen, you really haven't learned any rules."

"...Let the emperor punish you."

Chu Wanzhen didn't move her sword at this moment, and felt that the night wind made her feel cold all over her body. The majestic and inviolable emperor looked down at her, taking all her calculations into his eyes. She remembered what Shi Lian said, saying His Majesty never intended to pamper her, but was waiting for them to throw themselves into the trap.

But Shi Lian also said that Chu Jingshen never thought of hurting Meng Xing.

"I heard that you originally planned to meet Daoist Meng by yourself, beheaded first and played later, and forced me to marry you." The smile on Chu Jingshen's face never faded, as if laughing at her innocence, and then sighed leisurely, "You little girl!" Brother stopped you, so I rewarded him and let him meet Daoist Meng as he wished."

Chu Wanzhen subconsciously asked: "Then how are they doing now?"

Chu Jingshen looked at her with a smile, and asked, "Do you know why Baopuzi was the late emperor's benefactor?"

Chu Wanzhen shook her head.

"Because of the benevolence of the first emperor, he is not willing to make him an enemy."

Seeing that Chu Wanzhen was still half-understanding, Chu Jingshen restrained his smile and sighed sadly: "Wanzhen, you still don't understand."

"......Um?"

"You and Daoist Meng are both like this, thinking that with the sword in your hand, you can have great powers." Chu Jingshen rubbed his fingertips and asked, "If this is true, why is it not Xue Lingmiao or Feng Chenshan who is the emperor? Isn't it Meng Wubei?"

He stood up, took Chu Wanzhen's cold hand, and led her into the palace, where they leaned on a table together.

Chu Wanzhen was caught by him, as if he was carrying a chick, dipped his fingers in the tea, and wrote stroke by stroke on the table.

——Therefore, a large "Wang" character appeared on the case.

"Under the whole world, is it the land of the king; on the shore of the land, is it the subject of the king." Chu Jingshen looked at her sideways, "Wan Zhen, you have to remember that the strongest sword in the world will always be the 'king'."

Chu Wanzhen was silent for a while, and asked: "Then why do you insist on keeping Master? He clearly has nothing to do with the court."

Chu Jingshen didn't expect that she would still be brooding over the matter of Meng Xing, so he laughed self-deprecatingly, watching the word "Wang" gradually fade away: "If you have nothing to do with the court, can you have nothing to do with the world?"

"But Master, he just wanted to avenge Chong Xuan, and he didn't do anything bad."

"About Daoist Meng, I can't tell you everything." Chu Jingshen raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, and said wearily, "Wan Zhen, can't you understand the responsibility of being in the royal family?"

"...I still want to know the emperor's decision."

Chu Jingshen closed his eyes for a while, and said coldly, "I will not keep those two people. As for Daoist Meng, if he can accept my conditions, I will consider letting him go."

Chu Wanzhen moved her lips and asked, "What if I beg you?"

Chu Jingshen really showed anger: "...Your honor and privileges are what I have lent you to rely on for your unscrupulous behavior. You should also know that I can take them back at any time."

Chu Wan really guessed the ending a long time ago, held back the sourness in her eyes, sneered at herself, and suddenly asked, "Then Father, how long can you lend me?"

"What?" Chu Jingshen frowned, "...I don't understand what you mean."

Chu Wanzhen looked at him and said, "Father is seriously ill, calling his son back to the palace, is it really a lie?"

Chu Jingshen seemed to have heard some joke, and laughed out loud for a while: "Otherwise what is it, do you think I am seriously ill?"

"...No." Chu Wanzhen held back her crying, raised her eyes to look at the gray hair on his temples, and once again realized soberly that this stalwart man who is at the height of his spring and autumn has been growing day after day. He became tired from the day-to-day scheming, "Father, Shi Lian said, it was your plan to use your son-in-law to lure Shen Xuan into the palace, and then get rid of him or control him."

"I don't know the reason, but you are very tolerant to Master—you want to keep him, but you don't plan to marry him."

Chu Jingshen frowned and knocked on the table, asking: "...Yes, I have a relationship with Daoist Meng. But what does it have to do with you, what exactly do you want to say?"

"Bei Man wants a princess who is ready to marry in the palace," Chu Wanzhen took a deep breath, "My son is exactly what I want."

"...Are you talking angry with me? Or are you threatening me?" Chu Jingshen didn't expect that she would mention this, and immediately became furious, and scolded, "When will you inquire about this, is it the prince again? told you?"

Chu Wanzhen remained silent, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, and said in a muffled voice: "Father, if you say responsibility, isn't this the responsibility of the minister?"

"When will I ask you to take this responsibility?!"

Chu Wanzhen said in a low voice: "If I don't marry, you will have to conscript yourself. That's why you called me back to the palace, right?"

"..."

"You asked me when I can grow up, when I can understand the responsibilities of the royal family, when I can stop dragging the emperor brother... You want to protect the master, so you must keep him in the palace, Because no matter when, the imperial palace will be the last place to fall—do you also want the gate of the emperor's death?"

"But father, the war in the northern barbarians is urgent, and getting married is the best policy; the master doesn't want to bow to the court, so letting him go is the best policy; he weighs the words and deeds of a gentleman, and Feng's predecessor is a famous hero. Killing him is not honorable for the court, benevolence Virtue is the best policy." Chu Wanzhen burst into tears, bowed and bowed, but her voice was loud and loud, "... Zhongxuan questioned what my son was thinking tonight, and what my son was thinking at this time was exactly what I thought. You have to protect your loved ones."

Chu Wanzhen closed her eyes and said with a choked voice: "I have accomplished nothing, I just want to guard you, guard the emperor, and guard the master."

"If everything happened because of the Northern Man incident, and my minister is willing to get married, please let Master, Shen Chongxuan, and yourself go."