Yin and Yang Taoist Code

"Someone! Save me! Stop him!"

In the corridor, the Ninth Prince fled in a hurry. The guards along the way had already received the order and ignored his plea for help. They stepped back expressionlessly and looked at the Ninth Prince's anxiety and resentment indifferently.

The Ninth Prince's teeth were almost broken. He wanted to scold King Zhenxi, but he didn't dare. The King of Zhenxi has chosen to indulge. If he speaks rudely again and angers the other party to intervene, then he will have no chance of survival today.

Fortunately, the fat man had amazing fighting power, but his speed was not very fast. Going around in the labyrinth-like corridors of the palace, Li Chuyi was unable to catch up with him for a while, which made the Ninth Prince somewhat relieved.

But not long after he felt relieved, he accidentally turned around and almost vomited blood. The fat man was following behind him like he was taking a leisurely stroll. He had no intention of catching up. That bastard was just playing tricks on him!

Anger and panic had already confused the Ninth Prince's mind. At this moment, he couldn't even figure out what kind of medicine was sold in the fat man's gourd. He was so procrastinating on something that he could understand quickly. Was it intentional humiliation or something else? Other?

The Ninth Prince didn't know. He only knew that he should use all his strength to escape.

As long as he escapes to the banquet garden, his life will be saved. The young heroes ranked high in the royal capital's queue have arrived. With so many people present, he doesn't believe that Li Chuyi still has no scruples at all. When the time comes, the King of Zhenxi will also have to help him to avoid being gossiped about.

Finally, the sound of people began to rise, and the garden for the banquet was in front of him. The figures were faintly visible through the flowers and leaves. The Ninth Prince's eyes lit up and he rushed towards the garden at high speed.

But at this moment, there was a strong wind behind him, and a foot kicked him hard on the butt.

Amidst the cries of pain, the Ninth Prince flew over the flowers and grass like a kite with its string broken, breaking off countless branches and leaves before rolling down into the garden covered in green. The lively garden suddenly fell silent, and everyone had a look of astonishment on their faces. looked over.

"Nine...Your Highness Ninth?"

Seeing the person clearly, the guests were even more shocked. Before they could figure out why the Ninth Prince appeared in such a "unique" way, Li Chuyi also dropped from the sky with a sword in his clothes.

"Come here, protect me, he is going to kill me!!"

After getting up, the Ninth Prince, who had no time to pat the dirt, quickly retreated into the crowd. As he retreated, he raised his finger and pointed at Li Chuyi and shouted for help.

Several young men who were familiar with him suddenly frowned, and when they were about to call their men over, they were gently pulled by the companions next to them.

"Look clearly, that's the eldest prince!"

After taking a closer look, no one dared to move. Although few people have seen him in person, Li Chuyi's portrait has long been remembered in their minds. Especially those who had met each other at the door reacted the fastest at this time. When they glanced at Li Chuyi and the Ninth Prince, they immediately guessed something in their minds. They hurriedly whispered the message to make friends, and passed the word to ten. Hundreds, no one spoke in the field, but the fluctuations of spiritual consciousness transmitted by the sound filled the surroundings.

"Don't run away?"

Holding the sword and patting his thigh, Li Chuyi walked slowly with a sneer.

"What do you want to do! Do you dare to kill me?!"

The Ninth Prince, who was crowded in the crowd, gained some confidence and shouted with all his strength, so that everyone present could hear clearly.

The guests were all shocked when they heard this and looked at Li Chuyi in surprise, overturning all their previous guesses in their hearts.

Is this not humiliation for the eldest prince? Does he really want to kill someone? !

Looking at the Ninth Prince sarcastically, Li Chuyi was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. He glanced at the guests standing around him and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Are you his accomplices?"

The guests around the Ninth Prince suddenly frowned. The term "associate" was very strange, and the smell inside was also very thought-provoking. They were not sure what kind of grudge the two had. Could it be that it was not just a personal grudge like rivalry, but something else?

Looking at both sides, Zhao Jun, the sixth young master of the Zhao family, took a step forward, first clasped his fists and bowed his hands in a salute, then raised his head and looked at Li Chuyi respectfully.

"Zhao Jun, the sixth son of the Zhao family, pays homage to His Highness the First Prince. I wonder if Your Highness..."

"Are you his accomplice?"

He was interrupted before he finished speaking. Looking at Li Chuyi's dark eyes, Zhao Jun's heart sank and he wanted to stay away, but his personal relationship with the Ninth Prince made him reluctant to move.

Taking a breath, Zhao Jun gritted his teeth and said again: "Your Highness, you..."

"Yes or no."

Interrupting again, Li Chuyi looked at him indifferently, with a faint cold light in his slightly narrowed eyes.

"Brother Zhao, it's better to retreat for the time being. I think something is wrong!" A friend of Zhao Jun tried to persuade him through a message.

Another friend also sent a message and said worriedly: "I see something is not right. I heard that the eldest prince is a madman, and he is murderous and unscrupulous because of his strong background! The Mu family specially took care of him a few days ago. He overturned the marriage recognition banquet. I think today’s one is about the same, so Brother Zhao might as well retreat for the time being, so as not to get burned!”

There were several more such transmissions, and Zhao Jun was very hesitant, but at this time the transmission from the Ninth Prince also arrived secretly.

"Brother Zhao, as long as you help me stop this madman today, you will be my life and death friend from now on! I will ask the Xu family for those two stores in the south of the city. What do you think?"

Zhao Jun's eyes lit up, and he suddenly made a decision in his heart.

The two stores in the south of the city are worth tens of millions, and the Zhao family has long been eyeing them. Unfortunately, the Xu family has been unwilling to let go. With the Nalan family as the backing, the Zhao family did not dare to go too far, and could only continue to negotiate with a gentle policy.

If he can win those two stores for the Zhao family, his weight in the heart of the family owner will be greatly increased. Compared with the first prince's favorable impression after meeting him at first sight, the ninth prince's profit will undoubtedly make him more excited.

Moreover, helping the ninth prince does not mean offending the eldest prince. Zhao Jun is confident that he is eloquent, so being a peacemaker in the play should not be a problem. If this war can be resolved, the Ninth Prince will undoubtedly be grateful to him, and the Eldest Prince may not be unfavorable to him. As long as he uses the right method, he may be able to benefit both sides from this chaos.

With this in mind, he calmly conveyed to the Ninth Prince that he agreed, and then he raised his hands again and said respectfully: "Your Highness, as the saying goes..."

The ideal is beautiful, but the reality is often cruel. If he were an ordinary person, his ideas might not be successful, but it was a pity that he happened to meet an unusual person like Li Chuyi.

He has memorized the Taoist priest's wise saying "once again and again, twice, never three" since he was a child. The little fat man has patiently asked the question twice, and Zhao Jun has answered twice that he doesn't care about him. Now he dares to say nothing to him. As the saying goes, "Do you want to educate him?"

No one saw how he moved. When he saw clearly, Li Chuyi had already moved in front of Zhao Jun. The sixth young master of the Zhao family in front of him had dull eyes. After a moment, a straight blood line extended from the top of his head to his crotch. , was blown gently by the breeze and split into two halves on the left and right.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

The unique high-pitched scream of the Yuan Shen suddenly sounded. Zhao Jun's Yuan Shen escaped from his dantian in a narrow way, screaming and hurriedly retreating to the rear.

But before he could retreat even a few inches, Li Chuyi, who was already prepared, raised his hand and grabbed it in his hand. He raised it to his eyes and squeezed it hard. Yuanshen suddenly screamed even more inhumanly.

"Your Highness, please spare your life! Your Highness, please spare your life!!"

With no time to regret, Zhao Jun could only beg for mercy. Even though he was beaten to death, he didn't expect that the other party would be so straightforward, attacking directly without even saying hello. How could his small soul be able to resist the other party? Thanks to his instinctive reaction, his soul was able to avoid it at the critical moment. That sword, but after escaping, he still couldn't escape from the opponent's clutches.

Zhao Jun's screams echoed around, and everyone who heard it changed their expressions. Especially those who were close to Li Chuyi retreated continuously, and everyone around the Ninth Prince also dispersed in shock.

"You actually killed him? Why are you so cruel when he has no grievances against you? Do you know who he is? He is the sixth son of the Zhao family and a rising star in the Zhao family. Li Chuyi, you are going too far!"

He was shouting harsh words in his mouth, while Yu Wen Xuanyi was ecstatic in his heart.

Zhao Jun's fate had long been expected by him. He did this on purpose in order to tie those people who were friends with Zhao Jun to his car, and then use this to attract everyone's hatred and make Li Chuyi trapped. In the midst of public anger, he himself was able to escape from the situation.

Yuwen Xuanyi was undoubtedly smart, but unfortunately he overestimated his own importance and underestimated Li Chuyi's majesty.

The young ladies and young men in the imperial capital are naturally quite good at cultivation. They have a sufficient supply of spiritual stones and elixirs, and it is quite common for them to be brave and fierce in daily life. But after all, the imperial capital has its own laws, and there is a tacit understanding between them. On weekdays, they are all cared for in every possible way, so they are naturally very measured in their fights, and their lives are rarely hurt. Therefore, there are many people who are brave and ruthless, but it can really be seen Not many of them have suffered blood.

Therefore, Li Chuyi's sword really frightened many people. Seeing a living person being split into two in front of their eyes, the visual impact was far more powerful than their petty brawling, which caused several wealthy daughters to immediately turn pale and hide their faces. He bent over and started gagging. The man didn't vomit, but his face looked generally ugly.

Li Chuyi was speechless. He thought to himself that these people were really spoiled by others. They were so frightened that one of them would die. Normally, they would be killed by the tribe's subordinates, but he would hide at the back and stare at those who wanted to take advantage of them. prestige.

Are these people worthy of calling themselves monks?

Is that really him? Damn it!

He originally wanted to establish a prestige, but the expressions of the people around him as if they had seen ghosts made him feel disgusted. In addition, Zhao Jun's soul was screaming and begging for mercy in his hands, which made him feel even more boring. He raised his hand to twitch. After telling Yuanshen to shut up a few loud mouths, he threw them out.

"Go away, don't be an eyesore here!"

"Yes, yes! Get out of here, little man! Thank you, Your Highness, for not killing me!"

Zhao Jun felt like he was being pardoned, and he wanted to say a few more words of thanks, but he was immediately silenced by the little fat man's cold eyes, turned around and rushed out of the palace.

His physical body was damaged and only his soul was left. He did not dare to stay outside for too long.

Shaking away the non-existent blood stains on the sword, Li Chuyi raised his head and looked at the Ninth Prince with an evil smile.

"Baby, it's your turn, are you anxious?"