The Bad Guys: Don't call me Little Emperor Taizong

Li Siyuan raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a hint of disdain.

He didn't care about the two people in front of him.

No matter which one is true or false, which one is alive or dead.

He can guarantee that he can play with it at his fingertips.

The ones who are most worried are the Bad Commander and Li Changping.

Even his adoptive father Li Keyong was killed in a sudden move.

As long as Yuan Tiangang is alive, he must not show any ambition even if he really becomes a dog.

If Buliangshuai is so powerful that makes people despair, then Li Changping is so young that makes people frightened.

At this age, even Li Xingyun is still in his rebellious stage.

He was able to squeeze into the ranks of the princes alone. His strength was even greater than that of the great heaven.

The future of such a person is unpredictable!

He has no future!

Thinking of this, Li Siyuan actually felt a little relieved.

Fortunately, Yuan Tiangang supported Li Xingyun...

Fortunately, the gene of brothers turning against each other has always been running in the Li family's bloodline.

His identity as a bad guy meant that he would never be able to stand in front of the stage.

As long as Li Changping dies, this matter will be very successful...

Forcefully suppressing the distracting thoughts in his mind, Li Siyuan once again looked in the direction of the real Li and the fake Li.

But the situation on the field changed again.

Shadow took out a fiery red centipede from nowhere and said to Li Xingyun:

"Don't you always say that I'm a monster? This Gu only feeds on blood from the same roots. Do you dare to test it? Let's see who is the monster between us!"

As he spoke, he simply threw the poisonous insect in his hand towards Li Xingyun.

On the surface he seemed to be indifferent, but his clenched hands revealed his uneasy state of mind.

His eyes were fixed on the insect, trying to verify his thoughts.

Li Xingyun reached out to catch it almost reflexively.

But as soon as I touched the insect, I felt a slight pain in my fingertips.

The centipede was like someone who had finally found rain after a long drought. It greedily bit open the skin and flesh and frantically sucked the blood and flesh inside.

"really!"

Shadow seemed to have received some kind of answer. The hope in his eyes disappeared, and two rays of light shone in his eyes: "I am the direct descendant of the Li family!"

There are endless imaginations in my mind.

He actually exchanged blood with himself.

In other words, from now on, Li Changping could no longer regard himself as a descendant of the Li Tang Dynasty.

From now on, I will be the true orthodox of the Tang Dynasty!

Without Li's blood, Yuan Tiangang would not let him go...

As long as he can kill Li Xingyun, he can inherit everything they have.

From today on, the boss will only have me in his eyes!

Maybe happiness comes too suddenly.

So much so that phantoms appeared before Shadow's eyes.

The boss has the gentleness that is unique to Li Xingyun, and the road he has painstakingly paved for the emperor.

It will all be yours from now on.

Unlike Li Xingyun, I will not make the boss angry, nor will I let him down!

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And just when Shadow was excited and full of vision for a better future.

A voice that made everyone's hair stand on end came from the rooftop next to them.

"How is it? I didn't lie to you, did I? I said I would give you Li's blood, so I will give you Li's blood!"

Chapter 102 Longquan Recognizes the Master

Almost everyone present could not forget this familiar voice.

When everyone looked in the direction where the sound came from.

Sure enough, I saw the figure with the Purple Night Sword and the Blood Jade Flute on his waist.

Don’t be fooled by the loud slogans of the crowd…

He cursed the executioner and threatened to chop him off in front of his eyes.

But when they really faced Li Changping, no one dared to act rashly!

Since the birth.

The blood-stained Qingcheng Mountain, Zhu Youwen was beheaded in battle, the horses trampled Liangying, bombarded Mobei, forced Li Cunxu to death, the sword rang in Xingyuan Mansion...

Anyone who knows a little bit about this would know why the man in front of him has so much blood on his hands.

Which one of those who died in his hands was not famous?

He dared to show up here.

How many troops did he bring behind him? Where was the invincible general? There was no sign of this at all.

But the less signs there were, the heavier the hearts of the people became.

This is not a guy like Li Xingyun who is so reckless that he dares to entrust his life to the enemy in a fit of anger.

Li Siyuan immediately took two steps back.

A pair of small eyes rolled around, already trying to find a way to escape.

Meng Po also raised her drooping eyelids slightly, and a hint of surprise emerged in her vicissitudes of life.

Hou Qing also frowned instantly and quietly retreated into the crowd.

The most beautiful woman in the world is even more unbearable.

The fear in my heart, which had gradually disappeared as I spent more time with Li Xingyun, was awakened again.

There was an innate sense of oppression in their blood, brought by their ancestors, which almost made them breathless.

The person in front of me is like the sky of the grassland...

Quietly waiting for them to surrender and worship.

A flash of hostility flashed across Zhang Zifan's eyes, and his lowered hand seemed to be gathering thunder and lightning.

Li Xingyun and the shadow both had their bodies stretched straight with their pupils constricted.

And facing these eyes that are like a knife sweeping across, as if to cut you into pieces.

Li Changping didn't care at all, and shook his head slightly:

"Are you all so scared? Relax, I'm the only one here today."

"You don't have Li blood anymore, so you don't deserve to be called an orphan!"

At the critical moment, Shadow jumped out again.

He didn't know why Li Changping dared to throw away something that the boss regarded as a treasure.

But he knew that without Li's blood, he was no longer as scary as before. At least his name would appear in the boss's book of life and death.

"Really? Then let me show you why, even with royal blood, you are still you, and I am still me!"

As he spoke, Li Changping moved.

There was no big movement, and he didn't even use his internal energy. He just waved his hand casually as if he was greeting his own pug.

The heavy sword that Li Xingyun had just obtained began to tremble violently.

"Longquan?"

I felt the temperature of the hilt of the sword in my hand rise sharply, accompanied by a strong vibration.

Li Xingyun could hardly hold Longquan.

It was as if this sword already had someone in its heart.

No matter how hard he tried, he could not stop it from running towards its master.

Even the Tiangang internal force that was infused into him was cut off from himself.

All converted into power, swinging wildly.

"How is this going?"

Since one hand was not enough to hold down the sword, Li Xingyun even used both hands.

This was the first time he had encountered such a thing since he obtained Longquan.

"Ou Yezi forged the sword with his blood. This Longquan sword carries the destiny of our dynasty for three hundred years. How can you suppress it?"

Seeing that Li Xingyun refused to let go, Li Changping waved again.

This time, Longquan was no longer suppressed. The light on the sword increased greatly and it broke free from Li Xingyun's hand.

The next moment, it fell steadily into Li Changping's palm.

But he was not as rebellious as before.

Instead, an inexplicable pure white true energy rose up, gathered into a dragon, and poured into Li Changping's body, causing his aura to surge.

"Longquan Sword, it actually recognized its master?"

Zhang Zifan's eyes widened instantly, full of disbelief.

He understands the significance of Longquan better than anyone else.

It's not just a treasure key.

It has the same meaning as the Chixiao Sword that Liu Bang used to kill the white snake and establish the 400-year foundation of the Han Dynasty.

It can be said that this Longquan sword is almost tied to the destiny of the Tang Dynasty.

And now, Longquan has recognized his master!

I recognize him, and he is still a cruel person who treats all living beings as worthless.

How can it be?

Could it be that even this mindless dead creature thought that what Li Changping did was right?

Could it be that the last bit of the Tang Dynasty's power was placed on him?

How dare you?

And why?

Since the destiny of heaven is already determined, why gamble on that illusory hope? Since the Tang Dynasty has already collapsed, why did such a person descend?

Could it be true, as Yuan Tiangang said, that as long as people focus their minds on one thing, they can really overcome nature?

Will that ruthless and cold cycle really change because of the wishes of the people?

impossible!

After just a moment, Zhang Zifan's originally wavering heart became firm again.

Fish return to the water and eagles fly into the sky; this is the way of nature.

A fish leaving the water or an eagle falling into a mountain stream is also part of the way of nature.

Longquan recognized its master because it did not want to follow the will of heaven and it was courting its own death!