Back then, there was no right or wrong in the ten years of battle between Xiangfan and Xu Xiao. Even if Wang Ming Yang died on the fishing platform, he would not argue with Butcher Xu Xiao. It was not that he did not try to persuade Wang Ming Yang to leave Xiangfan. He even said to him that even if he won the battle, half of the southeast would collapse. What could he do? But that person did not listen. In the end, he used the two hundred thousand lives of Xiangfan to protect one person's reputation. What was the difference between such a cruel and ruthless act and the enemy, Ren Tu? Was it more moral? When he heard of this tragic ending, he was in Beimang. He did not go to Beiliang to seek revenge. He only said that the Xu family was not allowed to enter Xiangfan again.
He meant what he said.
Also, the King of Jing An, Zhao Heng, had given him the box with Wang Ming Yang's eyeballs. He was only a martial artist. He did not want to get involved in the feud between the two vassal kings. But since the King of Beiliang's son dared to come to Xiangfan, he had to fulfill his promise.
Because Wang Ming Yang was his brother from the same father and mother.
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The two maidservants stood on tiptoe for a long time before they finally saw the infamous Northern Liang Crown Prince. He did not stay comfortably in the carriage. Instead, he was riding a horse with an old Daoist with a sage-like demeanor. They were both puzzled. Was this Crown Prince not afraid of eating dust? No matter how good one's horsemanship was, it was hard to endure the bumpy ride. How could it be as comfortable as sitting in a carriage? They jogged back to the wangfei's carriage and said that the heir had arrived. Princess Fei slowly dismounted from her horse. She held the secret letter with only a few numbers in one hand and the rosary beads of "Satisfaction" in the other. Her expression was normal. She was still that rich lady who stood out even in the noble city. She stood gracefully beside the carriage and looked at the young lecher who she didn't know whether to be hateful, funny, or pitiful as he approached. For some reason, her palms were sweating.
Hsu Fengnian had already seen the carriages at the entrance of the reed marsh. When they were still some distance away, he asked softly with a serious expression, "Grandpa Wei, you even used the peach wood sword? Is it enough? "
Old Daoist Mi Wei Shuyang, who had disappeared for two days, stroked his beard and smiled, "Mahogany Thirty-Six, the sword formation is ready."
Hsu Fengnian nodded and said gloomily, "In the letter, Lu Qiu'er said that the younger brother of Prince Ming Yang of Xiang Fan is also here. I just don't understand. Back then, Xiang Fan had been fighting for ten years, and he never helped. Why is he here today? Have you found your conscience? "
Wei Shuyang's expression immediately became serious. He sighed and shook his head. "I don't dare to speak nonsense. I only know that this person's martial cultivation is extremely profound. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to enter the martial arts rankings twice in a row and be the eleventh most powerful person in the world for twenty years in a row. Outsiders are just here to watch the show and feel that this title is laughable. I really can't laugh at all."
Xu Fengnian didn't hold the horse's reins. His hands were on the embroidered Winter, Spring, and Thunder sabers. He narrowed his eyes at the two pretty maidservants who were being protected by the bodyguards of the Prince of Jingan's Fu. If it was said that the eleventh person surnamed Wang coming out of the city to "entertain guests" was outside of reason and within expectations, then Pei Wangfei, who had already heard the news on the way out of the city, was somewhat baffled. Had that old turtle, Prince of Jingan, Zhao Heng, gone crazy? Did he want to put her, a wangfei, in this reed marsh that was practically a place of certain death? It was understandable that he wanted to lure her into a trap, but did he need to pay such a heavy price? In any case, she was a wangfei that was even more charming than jade. Or had Zhao Heng gone crazy for the sake of hereditary succession?
Hsu Fengnian murmured, "For now, we know that there are only the eleventh and fourth red armors. What other tricks does Zhao Heng have? Since he was willing to treat Pei Nanwei as a chess piece, then he definitely wouldn't be so 'polite'. What, after the event, he said that this shizi had ulterior motives towards Princess Jing An who was out of the city enjoying the scenery? He purposely followed her all the way and sullied wangfei? Then the King of Jing An would fly into a rage because of a beauty? Isn't this statement too careless? Furthermore, does Zhao Heng really have the confidence to kill me in one strike here? Or does this vassal king feel that he can't beat Xu Xiao and that I have the confidence to win if I fight him? "
Hsu Fengnian whispered to Wei Shuyang, "Let Ning Emei and the Phoenix Battalion catch up quickly. There's no need to keep a distance of half a li. Also, make it clear to him that he's prepared to fight to the death."
The old Daoist priest Wei Shuyang immediately urged his horse to turn back.
Hsu Fengnian could already clearly see the beautiful faces of the two female servants from Jing An Palace. He slowed down and kept pace with the carriage. He reached out and knocked on the wall of the carriage. Jiang Ni lifted the curtain with a suspicious expression.
Hsu Fengnian said, "Tell the old senior that the eleventh in the world, Wang Mingyin, has come. The red armors of the talisman generals have also come. Perhaps there are still some powerful hidden experts."
Jiang Ni expressionlessly made an 'oh' sound.
"Be careful, don't get off the carriage. Today is not a good day for you to see a joke. " After saying this, Hsu Fengnian squeezed the horse's belly. Under the personal escort of Lü Qiantang, Yang Qingfeng, and Shu Xiu, the three retainers, they quickly moved forward. When Yu Youwei left the city, she had already been arranged to ride in the same carriage as Jiang Ni and Li Chungang.
When Hsu Fengnian saw Princess Pei who seemed to be standing alone in front of the reed marsh, he didn't rush to dismount and exchange pleasantries. His hands pressed on his saber, he only sat high on the horse and looked down silently.
Although the two female servants were shocked by this Beiliang His Royal Highness' handsomeness, they were eager to protect their master. Seeing him sitting proudly on the horse without saying a word, one of the female servants who had followed the wangfei and whose reputation was no less than that of the common stewards of the wangfu angrily rebuked, "Beiliang shizi, seeing the wangfei, why don't you dismount?"
Hsu Fengnian dismissed it with a smile and only stared at the great beauty who ranked higher than Xiangfan and Li Shuangjia. He had never seen the famous courtesan with the white jade lion rolling embroidered balls, but he was sure that if any man in the world had to choose between the wangfei Pei Nanwei and the beautiful Li Baishi, even if the latter was prettier, they would still choose to spend the night with Pei Nanwei. The legitimate wangfei of the six vassal kings of the Li Yang Dynasty was not something that the concubines of the perished countries could compare to. Probably only the Empress of the perished emperor could compare to her in terms of seduction. Xu Fengnian hoped to see something from her eyes, but unfortunately, he couldn't find any clues. He couldn't even tell if she knew that she was in danger or not, and the person behind this ruthless trap was none other than Prince Jingan, who had been faithful to her for a day as husband and wife for a hundred days. Xu Fengnian became more and more curious. He didn't have the patience or mood to play games with the woman in front of him, so he directly asked, "You're not running?"
Princess Jing An looked up from under the horse and calmly asked, "Where can I run to?"
Hsu Fengnian smiled mockingly and said, "It's good to hide."
Princess Pei smiled faintly and said, "The King of Jing An wants to give you a letter. Shizi can rest assured that the letter isn't poisoned because I've already seen it."
Hsu Fengnian only stretched out the embroidered winter knife. The wangfei wasn't angry at his arrogance and rudeness, and put the letter on the knife.
Hsu Fengnian took out the letter and glanced at the contents. He smiled and said, "Uncle King of Jing An wants to send me to the Yellow Springs."
Pei Nanwei smiled and said, "Shizi is so scheming. All these years, you've really been pretending to be dumb for dumb people to see. If you knew it would be like this, why did you do it in the first place? "
Hsu Fengnian let go of the embroidered winter knife and stretched out his right hand. He smiled and said, "Are you comfortable?"
Princess Pei, who had always been graceful and elegant, blushed. She bit her lips and said in a low voice, "Hsu Fengnian, you really deserve to die!"
Hsu Fengnian sat on the horse and didn't look at the furious Princess Jing An. He only looked at the reeds and calmly said, "Wangfei, don't worry. Before I die, I won't forget to take you with me. When I'm on the Yellow Springs, I'll teach your little mouth how to play the flute. The things that Zhao Xun wants to do but doesn't dare to do, I can do it."
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