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Xu Qing smiled.

"I am sure of one thing, they will definitely lose! Xiaobei recognizes me as an uncle, you are not allowed to see them again, and forget about the restoration of the country.

If you don't want to..."

Xu Qing stretched out his hand to Xiaobei, "I've ruined all your kung fu and raised you for the rest of my life. I will never let you cause trouble outside."

"Why waste my effort?"

Xiaobei stood up and fought against Xu Qing, fighting with each other with fists and kicks.

Xiaobei was kicked by Xu Qing in the lower abdomen, kneeling on the ground, coughing up mouthfuls of blood, looking up at Xu Qing in disbelief, "Are you really going to destroy me? Are you serious?"

Xu Qing said: "That's right, I don't allow you to be naive anymore, I'm saving your life and leaving a bloodline for your family.

Back then, your father and I were life-and-death friends... I have always acted on behalf of the father and raised you as a son.

You go to make friends with them, although I don't agree, but I didn't stop, after all, I'm also a survivor of the Southern Dynasties, I thought they had a half chance of success.

Today, I saw Wan Niangniang, and I understand that they have no chance at all, and if they are allowed to continue, it will be a disaster for the people in the south.

The Southern Dynasty has already perished, and there will be no day when the country will be restored. The Holy Lord you speak of will not be able to do great things, but will only cause the people of the Southern Dynasty to suffer. I don’t want them to ruin the little good that the Southern Dynasty left in the hearts of the people. "

Xiaobei felt his shoulders sink, Xu Qing's hand was already on his shoulders, a domineering force rushed into his body, destroying his meridians unreasonably.

"No, Uncle Qing, you can't! You can't just deny the Holy Master with just a few words with Wan Niangniang. We have a chance of success. The Dog Emperor and King Jing have separated, and Empress Yang will not support the Dog Emperor... ..."

Xu Qing increased the strength in his hands and personally destroyed Xiaobei's meridians. He felt no better than Xiaobei.

"Stop struggling, Xiaobei, you can't resist, I just don't want you to practice martial arts, and I don't want to ruin you."

"...Why do you take back the kung fu I practiced myself?"

Xiaobei resisted desperately with all his zhenqi, he spit out more and more blood, his face was pale, the external zhenqi exploded in his body like his own zhenqi, and several acupoints exploded.

"Xu Qing, make yourself a coward and a waste, don't force me to be like you! You have forgotten your blood feud, and I will never forget it!"

Xiaobei took the initiative to detonate several acupoints, rushed out of Xu Qing's control, and rolled to the side with all his strength, avoiding Xu Qing, tremblingly took out the flute in his arms, and started playing.

Xu Qing was forced to take a few steps back by the impact of the air wave. Sweat rolled down his forehead one after another. He gritted his teeth, "Put down the flute, do you want to call them all to save you?! Xiaobei, you..."

"If you don't find someone to save me, I will die in front of you."

Xiaobei blew a unique signal, his eyes were red, and the blood on his lips made him a little bit tough, "You will no longer be my uncle."

Xu Qing took a few steps forward, grabbed Xiao Bei's collar, and dragged him toward the door. Xiao Bei hurriedly said, "What are you doing? Don't hurt me any more..."

"What are you doing? I'll show you the result of being smart! I'll let you see if you or the Holy Master you call can stop Prince Jing!
Back then, I really shouldn't have blindfolded you, covered your ears, and didn't let you see with your own eyes how Prince Jing killed you until blood flowed like a river!The generals in the Southern Dynasty were terrified, and they turned into quails one by one! "

Xiaobei thought about struggling, but when he saw the people in the courtyard, he froze on the spot, "Prince Jing? Mu Yang? Why did he come here? Xu Qing, you've betrayed again!"

Mu Yang didn't wear any armor, but wore a green shirt with a rolled cloak over it, and the jade crown made his face as white as jade, elegant and dignified.

He couldn't feel any trace of killing, couldn't smell any blood on his body.

He is a noble son of a big family who grew up like gold and jade. He has never experienced the cruelty of the world and the fighting on the battlefield.

However, Xiaobei and Xu Qing felt that their breathing was not smooth, and they felt a little bit suffocated.

Xu Qing was even better, able to bear it, Xiaobei's eyes became dizzy and blurred, and only Prince Jing's calm and handsome face could be seen in the world.

Mu Yang waved his hand, and the closed door opened.

Xu Qing dragged Xiaobei back a few steps before stabilizing her body, she couldn't suppress her surprise.

Xu Qing murmured: "Ninth Grade?!"

"Hahaha, Xiao Bei is doing a great job. He actually attracted Prince Jing. It couldn't be better. Today we will send Prince Jing on his way."

At the same time, more than a dozen masters jumped down from the roof. They heard the sound of the flute calling for help and came to check the situation.

Xiao Bei can be regarded as someone they are more optimistic about.

Their kung fu is not as good as them, but Xiaobei is much better than them who only know kung fu in leading troops.

They want to restore the country, and they also need generals who can fight!
A group of people surrounded King Jing, with a mocking grin on their faces, "It's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that King Jing's bodyguards are not around."

"Don't talk nonsense with King Jing, in case you have long nights and dreams, cut off Prince Jing's head first, and use his head to ask the Holy Lord for credit."

Everyone in the world knows that Prince Jing's foundation was taken away by Young Master Yang. Prince Jing is no longer a master of countless fighters, but an undefeated general who has fought fiercely.

King Jing was good at riding and shooting, which was not worth mentioning in front of them.

Just as Xiaobei wanted to remind him, Xu Qing covered his mouth tightly with his hands. At the moment these masters came, it was already doomed that none of them would survive!
Just now when Mu Yang gave them oppressive force, when the masters surrounded him, Mu Yang didn't have the slightest aura, and looked more like ordinary people than ordinary people.

Many years later, Xu Qing was so lucky to see Prince Jing attack again!

Xu Qing supported Xiao Bei to take a few steps back, Xiao Bei's eyes widened, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo."

Xiaobei could see the open door clearly. Prince Jing lightly pulled out the flute, played it in his hand, and said lightly:
"After ten years of hard work, I should have dealt with the master mirror. I once said that I will only fight the master mirror in the future. I carefully counted the master mirrors that survived the first life. Most of them can't be beaten. Those who can fight the master mirror can hide in secret.

The king is busy with official duties, so I really don't have time to go to the deep mountains and old forests to call one by one! "

"Prince Jing can't wake up? Specialize in the master mirror?! How many master mirrors have you seen, you know..."

Before he finished speaking, a bright light flashed, and the speaker vomited blood without any resistance, and looked down at the hole in his heart, "How could it be? So fast!"

He fell limply, without any breath.

The people around him backed away a few steps in fright, and those who believed in being good were suddenly pierced in the heart.

"No, it was Prince Jing who succeeded. No, it's impossible. He has experts around him to help."

The masters didn't care about others, they were going to run to the roof or outside the mansion when they raised their breath. The dead person was relatively strong in kung fu, and he couldn't resist the master's move. Those who wanted to kill Mu Yang woke up, this is a trap .

The trap that will catch them all at once, escape here first, and then worry about it.

Mu Yang didn't make any more moves, as if he couldn't see the scattered masters, he walked slowly into the house, "This king doesn't need to live, no one will be left!"

The voice fell, and blood sprayed.

One after another, the fleeing masters fell down, losing their heads or puncturing their hearts.

They are also high-level masters, but the person who shot was a half-step grandmaster, and there were guards throwing fishing nets to trap them. Half-step grandmasters used swords one by one, and the difference in strength was too great.

Even if there is resistance, it is just two more swords.

This is not a close fight, but a unilateral massacre!

Xu Qing's face turned pale, and when he returned to the city slope in an instant, the palace and the capital were covered in blood, crying and begging for mercy.

The disparity in strength is so great that no one can escape.

Xiao Bei burst into tears, struggling desperately but unable to break free from Xu Qing's shackles, "No, no, let me go, I will die with them!"

Xu Qing no longer covered Xiao Bei's mouth, and firmly held Xiao Bei's arm. After all, he was the child he raised, and he couldn't watch Xiao Bei go to die.

The half-step master who made the move...Xu Qing didn't know him, and his name didn't exist on the rivers and lakes.

People who are half a step away from the master's mirror will not be unknown no matter how well they hide, whether they go back to the mountains or not.

Cultivation requires communication. If you practice hard alone, if you don't fight against opponents of the same level, you will never be able to improve.

Therefore, there are evidences in the lives of the great masters who are expected to advance.

But at this time, the half-step clan who was ordered to be silenced by King Jing was unknown, and he didn't have any pride in being a half-step master to King Jing, just like King Jing's entourage.

What did King Jing do to make the half-step master recognize the master?
Xu Qing was terrified when he thought carefully, King Jing was more powerful than himself, and an absurd but reasonable thought popped into his mind, "This is impossible? But, if it is not true, how could a half-step master submit to King Jing? Power cannot make half-step masters bow down."

...Xu Qing saw that Prince Jing had not yet reached the realm of a half-step master. Of course, his kung fu was very high, but there was no sign of true energy flowing on his body.

Mu Yang had already walked in, flung his cloak, sat on the chair, lowered his thick eyelashes, calm and no one could ignore him.

"Could it be that His Royal Highness King Jing has already, already been able to cultivate master mirror masters?" Xu Qing asked in horror, "The person who is doing it now is cultivated by Prince Jing, I see him..."

An arrow flew from outside the house, as fast as a shooting star, it went straight to Xu Qing's face.

Xu Qing blocked the arrow with all his strength, his wrist was shaken several times, and blood dripped onto the ground.

This is the strength of a half-step master, and it may be just the first glimpse of the threshold of a master, but he is already able to attack Xu Qing with a single blow when killing people.

If he went all out to kill Xu Qing, Xu Qing couldn't stop him at all.

Xiaobei took the opportunity to pounce on Prince Jing, bit his lip with a ferocious face, "I want you to die..."

Xu Qing didn't care about the hand injury, and threw a hidden weapon and shot Xiao Bei's arm, puff, poison was injected into the hidden weapon, and the rapid spread of the poison made Xiao Bei's consciousness blurred, and he fell three inches away from Prince Jing's feet.

Xu Qing stepped forward and bent down to pick up Xiao Bei, put him aside, took out a handkerchief to bind his bleeding wrist, and promised: "I will not let him have any contact with the Fuguo people, and I will send him off tomorrow." If he goes overseas, if he enters the Central Plains and appears in front of Prince Jing, Prince Jing can kill him as much as he wants, I have no problem with it."

Mu Yang propped his chin with his hands, and looked at Xu Qing, as if he had never seen Xu Qing in his eyes, and engraved his arrogance into every pore of Mu Yang.

Of course Xu Qing was dissatisfied when others did this.

But that person is King Jing Mu Yang, um, then there is no problem.

"You have good intentions for him. Today he summoned this group of masters for this king and made contributions. How could this king kill him?!"

Mu Yang looked calm, and said: "Holy Lord has suffered a huge loss, it is best for you and him not to be in the Central Plains."

"His Royal Highness Prince Jing, I just want to... want to know..." Xu Qing felt inexplicably unable to stand up, and slowly knelt down on one knee, "I beg your lord to show me, how can I serve my lord? How can I pay my lord?"

If you can't beat him, just join Prince Jing's group. Xu Qing is almost as old as Mu Yang's elder, but Xu Qing won't feel embarrassed.

There is no shame in living!
To have the opportunity to stand behind the strongest Prince Jing in the world is so beautiful!

There was a flash of surprise in Mu Yang's eyes, but it was reasonable again.

"This king has always known that Lingtang is a smart person who judges the situation. She taught you very well. Most of the generals in the Southern Dynasty have broken their inheritance. Only the Xu family still has you. When the Southern Dynasty perished, you still lived a prosperous life and had a wide range of friends. Business has spread throughout the South."

Mu Yang saw the jade pendant on Xu Qing's waist, and remembered that he used to hold a jade pendant similar to the one worn by Xu Qing as a family heirloom.

Mu Yang's eyes darkened a little, it was a bit embarrassing!

But Mu Yang really doesn't have much money, he needs money for everything to raise soldiers.

He is not used to accepting bribes from officials. Although some were captured during the war, he spent a lot of money in these years.

Moreover, during the battle, Mu Yang commanded all the fortified battles. After he led the troops to eliminate the elite, other generals captured the city.

Of course, King Jing will be given a portion of the captured items, and the emperor will reward some of them.

Mu Yang's inventory has bottomed out, otherwise he wouldn't have asked Yunwei and Curly to check the accounts for him, but he wants face, so he is embarrassed to tell Yunwei that he has no money.

In ordinary times, Mu Yang has always expressed that he is rich and powerful, and precious treasures are readily available.

"I am willing to pay for all the business, my lord, I sincerely rely on you, and I will never change my mind from now on. If you don't believe me, I implore the half-step masters outside to stop, and leave the rest to me to kill."

Xu Qing simply stood up, and when he strode out, he had already drawn out his sword, pointing at the master caught in the tough and unbreakable fishing net.

Mu Yang said: "Let him kill!"

The half-step grandmaster gave up, getting close enough, Xu Qing saw his face clearly, and confirmed again that he had never seen this number on the grandmaster list.

At the same time, Xu Qing was surprised by the real age of the half-step master!
It's not that he is older, but that he seems to be a few years younger than Xu Qing himself, and he seems to have borrowed external force to break through from the ninth rank, and the breakthrough was only recently.

Most of Xu Qing's attention was put on the half-step master, trying to find more clues to prove that it was a wise move for him to seek refuge with Prince Jing.

Grandmaster Banbu put his hands behind his back and let Xu Qing explore, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "I have been with His Highness Prince Jing for only two years. Two years ago, I was only a mere seventh-rank."

That absurd thought became clearer and clearer, Xu Qing was a little excited, King Jing found a shortcut to be promoted to Grandmaster Mirror, Mu Yang can cultivate more great masters!