Zhutian Avenue

This car wheel is made of fine linden wood, and the steel is the bone. It can withstand the strong bow of the crossbow, but how can it withstand the piercing of the flying sword?

Sneer~

Like a sharp blade penetrating the paper, piercing the old woman together with the girl in brocade!

Ruthless and indifferent, just like the devil!

"Ah, ah!"

Witnessing this scene, the original owner's obsession was completely insane: "Devil, you are the devil!"

"The devil?"

Mou Longcheng chewed on the screams deep in his soul, savoring what he thought in his heart.

ruthless?

indifferent?

it's not true.

He just couldn't empathize with the stranger of this unknown race who didn't know what the world was.

"You return my body, you return my body!" Zhi Nian still roared and howled.

"Oh?"

Mu Longcheng seemed to smile but not smile, indifferent and calm: "Then, I will give it back to you!"

"what!"

Accompanied by a miserable howl, Ma Shisan suddenly fell into the mud, severe pain rushed from all over his body, and his whole body trembled in pain.

But what makes him incredible is that the devil actually returned his body to himself.

"Why, why?"

In the panic, Ma Shisan couldn't help but a puzzled thought.

But in the next instant, his expression changed drastically, and he suddenly raised his head to see a purple thunder light coming from far away.

Less than a thousandth of an instant, he felt the indescribable pain coming.

The whole body soared up at once, and immediately, it was thoroughly shredded into mashed flesh!

At the last moment when his consciousness was shrouded in absolute darkness, Ma Shisan heard an outraged cold drink:

"dead!"

Boom!

The sword light broke through the air first, and then it was the sound of a thunderbolt.

The violent wind immediately became a big hit, and tens of miles of forest grass and trees were pressed down, and countless sand, blood, and residual limbs were blown up and danced.

"My son!"

In the strong wind, a middle-aged man wearing a black python robe and a purple gold crown stepped down from a height with grief and long sleeves to wipe out the hurricane.

"Damn, damn!"

Reaching out his hand to hold the little son who fell into the mud and looked unaware, Chen Baxian felt terribly pained and roared like Lei and exploded:

"Wu***, you dare to intercept and kill my son, this is your way to die!!"

The suffocation is like fire, and the surrounding water vapor is evaporating.

After a few more moments, the silhouettes engulfed by sword light came from high above the sky. Seeing the mud here, all their expressions changed.

"Master Hou..."

A purple-faced and long-bearded old man walked out of the crowd and glanced at the messy scene before he said with a solemn expression: "Should the old slave perform Taoism to find out?"

Holding the unconscious child, Chen Ba first nodded gloomily.

As soon as the old man bowed, he took out a palm-sized round mirror, and after reciting a few sentences, he stretched out his hand to touch the round mirror.

In the next instant, light was projected into the air above the round mirror, reappearing what happened before.

"It's the horseman?"

The old man was stunned, and everyone else was also astonished: "A trivial horseman, there is such a weird magic."

"There must be an evil demon who borrows the body of the horseman to be reborn! Zhou Wenyu, leave this to you to handle, be sure to find out the origin of this evil demon!"

Chen Ba first took a deep breath, murderous: "If Benhou knows the identity of this evil demon, he will surely kill Qizong and perish his way!"

The purple-faced old man was a little embarrassed, but he still bowed in response: "Yes!"

"Du Mingsen!"

Chen Baxian ordered again, his expression gloomy: "I want you to integrate the army, but the Japanese will kill Wu!"

A tall, middle-aged man hesitated to speak, but he could only nod his head in response.

"Send my son back to the mansion, Ben Hou is going to the country of Wu personally!"

Chen Baxian squinted his eyes slightly, and the fierce light leaked:

"Kill my daughter and hurt my son. I want Wu Jiang to return it all the time!"

…

Among the eighty-four thousand princes of Dayong, Chen was not outright, and its territory, population, and economy were not commendable.

But that is only relatively speaking. In fact, Chen Guo's rate of land is hundreds of millions and his population exceeds 2 billion.

Where Houcheng is located, 100,000 miles of fertile soil, surrounded by eight waters, is fertile.

The Chenhou residence is even more vast and huge, covering an area of ​​thousands of acres.

The servants, maids, and guards who served were as many as tens of thousands, just like a city in a city.

"It's been seven days, why hasn't the little master woken up yet?"

"Tianzun bless you, young master must not have an accident..."

"Little Master..."

In the southeast corner of Chenhou's Mansion, in a quiet small courtyard, dozens of maids waited anxiously.

They are all servants of Chen Hou's eighteenth son "Chen Xian", and if something happens to the master, their status will suffer drastically.

Although the young master was stupid since childhood, it was a direct line, they served the young master, and their status was considered high among the servants.

If the young master is gone, I don't know where to be sent.

At this moment, seeing the master unconscious for seven days, how can he not be nervous?

It wasn't until the doctor in the mansion went out with a surprised look and ordered everyone to cook the medicine, and the maids were relieved and went away busy.

"One country gives one surname, although it is a Hou, in fact, the royal family of Xuanxing is far behind."

"In the 700,000-year-old dynasty, the class consolidation has reached an unimaginable level..."

"This world is very interesting."

Among the scented houses, Mu Longcheng half leaned on the bed, holding a history book and flipping through it from time to time, thoughtfully.

With his methods, of course, he would not leave such a living to kill people. The reason for this is naturally purposeful.

He didn't know why he came to this world and possessed a horseman, and he didn't know if there were other reasons for this.

But because he didn't know it, he wouldn't stay in the groom, even if he got out of that body, his already damaged soul would become more overwhelmed for some reason.

But looking back at this time, he thought about something different.

No matter what he does, as long as he doesn't leave the horseman's body, he will inevitably be in great trouble.

After all, a little horseman, showing his strength out of thin air, will inevitably arouse all kinds of doubts.

Is this really a coincidence?

"But even so, I'm still in trouble..."

Closing the book, Mu Longcheng's eyes flickered.

His move is not wise, it can even be said to be helpless.

Because his soul was severely damaged, which meant that he was full of holes, this stupid kid was the best place for him for the time being.

It has been several days since he woke up. The reason why he pretended to be in a coma was because he was nurturing his fragile soul and the memory he had digested.

His hypnotic ability has already reached a very high level. Under the interference of his mind, killing people also imprints the memories of those people in his heart.

Of course, these people's memories are much more and clearer than that of Namarf.

So he knows very well that this world is not simple.

It can even be said that it is dangerous.

…

The doctor hurried to the front yard, anxiously waiting for the notification, and after getting permission, he hurriedly followed into the front hall.

Phoo~

As soon as he stepped into the front hall, before he took a closer look, a strong wind was already blowing on his face, with a strong **** air.

"You said my son's loss of soul disorder is over, and he can read a book?"

Chen Baxian raised his hand to remove his armor and raised his brows, half surprised and suspicious.

He has three wives, nine concubines, and forty-three companionships. There are really many descendants, but only the heirs of his true wife are recognized by him.

Chen Xian is his eighteen sons and the last son of his wife. It's a pity that he suffered from loss of soul since he was a child, and he was utterly unconscious for thirteen years, like a foolish stupid.

This time, he agreed to his daughter's apprenticeship to "Xuanduzong", and he also planned to find medicine for his son.

"Don't dare to deceive Lord Hou."

The doctor knelt on his knees, trembling.

Chen Ba first frowned, only waved his hand and asked him to withdraw to receive the reward.

"Master Hou, it's a coincidence..."

Chen Ba was silent for a while, but Zhou Wenyu was a little confused, and whispered: "Will the young master..."

"Definitely not! My Chen clan is blessed by heaven, how can evil spirits come close?"

Chen Ba first interrupted him with a cold shout, and then hesitated: "Do you remember that sloppy old way thirteen years ago?"

"Huh? Hou Ye said, is the sloppy old man who came to Hou Mansion when the Eighteenth Young Master was born and wanted to accept the young master as a disciple?"

Zhou Wenyu was taken aback, and immediately remembered something:

"But the old Dao has no thunder and robbery breath, and Dao Xing is not strong; besides, the old Dao was not driven out of the mansion by you? The young master suddenly woke up. Is it possible that UU reading www.uukanshu.com is related to him?"

The Dayong Dynasty, the royal family is the most respected, the princes are the most expensive, and in their respective fiefs, they are uncrowned kings.

In previous years, there were also many Taoist monks who wanted to come to Hou Mansion to be deceived.

How could Lord Hou care about such a sloppy old way?

"That old way is not a good kind... When I drove him out of the mansion, he once said that my son would be ‘unlucky for thirteen years, and once he has gained spiritual wisdom, he will be a fairy in the nine heavens’..."

Chen Baxian's expression was condensed: "When I asked about his dojo inheritance, he also smiled without saying a word. I suspect that his path is not right, so he will be sent to Xuanduzong at the time of Xian'er thirteenth..."

"God? Fairy?"

Chen Wenyu took a breath.

Most of the sects of the world are inherited from the ‘heaven and earth’, the heavens, the thirty-three layers, the earth ones, and the eighteenth layers.

According to legend, heaven and earth are the most supreme fairy in the universe.

Tribulation of the five-fold square is a fairy!

In the eternal world, there are really five tribulations, but there are only so few people.

And those few people, all are the world's most powerful people who traverse the world and watch the world.

But at this time, he wondered why Lord Hou cared so much about this little son, even when he was discussing the Tao with other princes, he would suddenly turn back.

"The way of immortality is insignificant, and there has always been a visit to the immortal to ask for the truth. Ever had a celebrity upright come to accept disciples?"

As Chen Ba spoke first, his expression suddenly changed, and he raised his eyebrows suddenly, looking into the distance like a sword:

"he came!"

"Ok?"

Almost at the same time, Mu Longcheng, who was resting in the small courtyard, also got up from the bed, opened the window, and raised his eyebrows.

Seeing the clouds rolling like the sea, a plain yellow dragon head is looming, sacred and majestic.

"This trouble comes too soon..."

Mu Longcheng sighed slightly, raised his hand and kneaded his eyebrows, a cold light appeared in his eyes:

"Who the **** is calculating me?"