Chapter 19: Blade the Enemy

The little prince doesn't know anything about Danzong and Bhutan. He is not a true practicer. He only knows something about the world of cultivation. When he saw what they looked like when they left, he was really stunned. The two of them didn't even say hello to him. Instead, they saluted the person opposite and left by themselves.

Obviously, I want to get rid of my relationship with him. The little prince doesn't even know what he feels like now. Xiao Wang really doesn't know that he has offended the immortal master. The little prince didn't even call the distinguished guests directly, but directly changed to a fairy master, which shows that he still knows some abilities for practitioners. I'm afraid he also understands that he can domage among ordinary people with these.

But when you meet a true person, that's two things, which is no less than rotten fish. Hey hey, the little prince doesn't need to know that you have offended me. You have to be clear that you are dead today.

Hearing the other party's sneer, the little prince endured to the limit. The other party didn't give himself any face at all, and even named his surname. He had to kill himself today. But what can he do?

His only two amulets have left. These rotten fish and shrimps under him can't be on the table at all in front of Du Qian. However, that's it, at least...

The little prince's face flashed fiercely. He took out something like a bamboo tube from his waist and pulled the lid on it. Just a few breaths, he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps. If Du Qian still doesn't know what attention he pays attention to, he will match his superhuman understanding.

That's right. The little prince is going to fill Du Qian with people, and then he will take the opportunity to escape. After a while, under the gaze of Du Qian, a neat team of people rushed in. They had already heard of the number of guards and caravans of the little prince's family. Now at first sight, not only the number is extraordinary, but also the spirit of killing is also very heavy.

Looking at the pile of people, Du Qian shook his head and said in an old voice, "Actually, I didn't want to, but today, I have to do it. If you are an ordinary martial arts master, it may be difficult to fly in such a position as you. But I'm not." An elixir appeared in the hand.

Injected Zhenyuan and flew away into the crowd. Boom~~~~!" The screams sounded repeatedly, and Du Qian was not ready to let go of these bad human scum at all. The elixir in his hand flew out of his hand one by one, and the elixir was bouncing into the crowd at most.

In fact, it was Lian Du Qian. Looking at the strength of the attack, he was also a little shocked. Although he heard Dan Lao talk about how powerful Danshi was, and he heard a lot from the Dan scrolls engraved in his mind. But there is still no shock that I have seen in person.

Five elixirs popped up one after another. At this time, many houses in the courtyard have been in ruins. Looking at the place where the little prince was just now, what other people were there? The spirit explored a little in the courtyard, and a gloomy smile rose from the corners of his mouth. Your master doesn't want you anymore. Let hell take you away.

Looking at the more than a hundred screams, the guards and family filed with fear in his eyes, Du Qian did not have the slightest pity in his heart, and two elixir flew out of his hand. Boom~~~!" To solve these hundreds of people, it takes less than a minute.

When Du Qian's first elixir popped out, it caused everyone to shout.

And when his second elixir popped up, many familymen began to run for their lives, and when the third elixir popped out, the eyes of the guards were full of ashes. There is no vitality.

From the perspective of soldiers, they are respectable. From the perspective of their enemies and those poor people, they are evil butchers.

After several people, Du Qian came to the back door of the courtyard. Yes, the little prince just escaped from the back door, directly took away a fast horse, withdrew the whip and ran wildly. The horse is very fast. I have to say that the little prince is rich. This horse can be said to be the best of the horse. It seems that the little prince is not a mediocre person and knows how to leave a way out for himself.

Unfortunately, this speed, in front of Du Qian today, is just a child's play. The little prince is really idle. He actually played with the horse on this high night. Du Qian's voice has been restored. Changes in the growth of the body have also led to some changes in Du Qian's voice.

No matter how it changes, it will not lead to certain qualitative changes. For Du Qian, who once beat himself violently, the little prince is a deep memory. He immediately exclaimed, "Du Qian, you are Du Qian!"

Du Qian's voice was cold: "You are really smart. Don't you know that smart people often die quickly?" The little prince who has understood who is coming, and his heart is full of gloomy.

The little prince did not explain Du Qian's questioning at all. Directly ride the horse again. You ran so far and you were chased by me. What do you think is the point of you running like this?

How can the little prince not know such a fact? However, he still has a trace of expectation in his heart, hoping to escape. Obviously, this is an unrealistic idea. Prince, what a prince, regards life as grass mustard, what kind of prince! You are not even as good as being a pig!"

Riding on the horse, the soaring speed did not make him feel at ease, but made him feel very tired. Yes, he was exhausted and his face was full of panic. Suddenly, a figure suddenly flashed in front of him.

It was Du Qian who flashed cold light in his eyes and resisted the idea of killing him quickly. His figure shook and punched the little prince in the face. Du Qian's punch didn't use much force, but he also went to the little prince's half-life.

Lying on the ground, he kept screaming. Du Qian didn't bother to care about him so much. He directly resisted the little prince and ran to the broken temple in the west of the city.

Du Qian's speed came to the broken temple, but for a moment... Following Qiao Er's appearance, he twisted the incense burner behind the big Buddha and opened the stone door.

shouted inside, "Come out, everyone. From now on, your hard days are officially over." Everyone looked at Du Qian doubtfully, but Du Qian's trust in them was really high, and they couldn't help but believe it.

Under the leadership of Qiao Er, several people came out one after another, and then several people came out. Du Qian directly threw the little prince on his shoulder to the ground. He really didn't expect that this product was so heavy, at least one hundred and eighty catties, but he could see that he lived a very comfortable life.

Qiao Er looked at the little prince who threw down Du Qian. In an eye, his eyes were congested. The enemy who thinks about it day and night is right in front of him. How can he not be excited? The little prince first rubbed his red and swollen face with some pain, and then looked up.

He was suddenly blindfolded. He didn't expect that Du Qian would bring him here.

Looking at the more and more beggars gathered around, the little prince's heart was gradually sinking down. At the beginning, Du Qian just knocked him to the ground with one punch, thinking that Du Qian would not kill himself. I don't know that Du Qian wants to die worse.

"Little prince, have you been doing well recently?" Qiao Er said in an extremely cold voice. The little prince looked at it and saw that he was also a person he knew. That time, it was he who took Du Qian's hand next to him and let himself get a few less punches. For Qiao Er, he still had a good impression.

But at this time, Qiao Er was not the same as Qiao Er in his impression at all. His blood-red eyes were full of tyrannical atmosphere, and his face was extremely ferocious. It's like trying to tear him up.

At present, he looked at Qiao Er with some fear: "No, don't come here. My father is a prince. If you kill me, you will kill the royal relatives. This is a great crime of killing the nine clans!"

How could Qiao Er be scared by the little prince's two words? Instead, he was even more angry and slapped him in the face: "Kry the nine clans? I'm the only one in my family. If you want to kill me, come and kill me. However, even if I die, I will pull you on the back!"

After these three years of exercise, Qiao Er's strength has improved. He directly beat the little prince to the ground and rolled him. Qiao Er roared and approached the little prince, "No, I have money. I can give you a lot of money." But seeing that Qiao Er didn't seem to hear it, he approached the little prince carelessly.

In his life, he saw other people's faces full of fear. He never thought that he would have such a day. The little prince retreated in fear and said, "You don't need money. It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter. I'll give you an official. I can give it to you whatever you want."

Qiao Er stopped, and a smile appeared on his face. As soon as the little prince saw Qiao Er smiling, a trace of dawn suddenly appeared in his heart. Qiao Er said, "Then what kind of official can you be?" The little prince hurriedly said, "I can give you whatever you want to do." Qiao Er suddenly laughed angrily and said, "I want to be an emperor!" Can you give it to me?"

The little prince was stunned: "You are anti-national." Qiao Er dodged and came to the little prince. He grabbed his hair, picked it back, and said to face him: "I'm anti-national! The monarch is mediocre, the people are suffering, and I don't oppose him! Who are you against?"

Perhaps thinking of the hundreds of beggars who were slaughtered that time, Qiao Er roared at the little prince angrily. Qiao Er's roar was mixed with internal force, and two strands of blood flowed out of the little prince's ears. One hand patted Qiao Er on the shoulder, and Du Qian said in a low voice, "Qiao Er, that's enough. Don't drive him crazy. I still have something to ask him about this beast."

After a long silence, he snorted coldly at the little prince, and then temporarily let him go. Du Qian took the little prince's hand and examined it slightly. There was nothing serious about his body. If Qiao Er really went on like this, the little prince would have to become a stupid prince.

"I'm going to ask you now, how many troops have you stationed in Fengzhou?" Thirty-five thousand people, all sent by my father to protect me, are all good hands who have experienced the battlefield. The little prince replied with a trace of crystal in the corners of his eyes.

Du Qian looked at the little prince with a playful smile. Thirty-five thousand people are more than three times more than what Qiu Han said. What made Du Qian angry and funny was that his father sent so many people to protect this waste. Come to think of it, it should be the only son in the family.

"Is it that simple?" Du Qian looked straight at the little prince with a smile on his face. But in the eyes of the little prince, this is the ferociousness of the devil. The little prince nodded hurriedly: "It's that simple, but in name, it's a garrison."

Du Qian's face gradually darkened: "Then tell me, there are still 5,000 people in Fengzhou, so what's going on?" There was a panic in the little prince's eyes: "Five thousand people there? I, why don't I know?

"Real?" As soon as he raised his right foot, the missile came out and hit the little prince's stomach. Do you remember? Do you still need me to help you think about it?" No, no, I remember."

Although the little prince was in pain, he didn't even dare to hum and hurriedly said. Speaking of which, maybe I will let you live." Qiao Er's face changed and he looked at Du Qian anxiously, with a comforting look.

The little prince was overjoyed. In order not to die, he had to say, "Those five thousand people are actually my father's army. At first, not to mention others, even I don't know who the army is. And my father has his own army in every city.

"Does your father want to rebel against politics?" The little prince was not surprised by Du Qian's conjecture. He said so. If Du Qian couldn't guess, he would be a fool. Yes, my father implemented this plan when he was 17 years old. For more than 50 years, I, have been kept in the dark.

Du Qian shook his head in his heart: Another Cao Cao, but I don't know if he can be like that one. The little prince swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "I'm done. Can you let me go?" Du Qian waved his hand and said, "I said let you go. Of course you can go." With that, he wined at Qiao Er.

Joe understood and nodded. After a while, the little prince was surrounded by beggars and kept screaming. I only heard the last sentence: "Du Qian, you don't speak credit." Du Qian smiled and said, "I said I wouldn't kill you. Did I do it?"

Du Qian can fully imagine how miserable the little prince died. Among these beggars, they may have their own children, their own relatives, their own brothers, and their own friends.

How can beggars show mercy? Half an hour passed, and Qiao Er came to Du Qian's side with sweat. Du Qian said faintly, "Is it all done?" Qiao Er nodded deeply: "It's all done. Tomorrow I'll take this bastard's head to commemorate the dead brothers."

"I'll go with you. After all, it's also my brother." After killing the little prince, Du Qian's mood was not very high, not easy, not heavy. In short, it was an indescribable emotion, and he really wanted to have a good sleep.

Du Qian did not go to see what happened to the little prince's body was made by everyone. In fact, according to Du Qian, if his strength is strong enough, he will directly imprison the little prince's soul, and then burn it with flames to prevent him from dying. He will burn like this forever. Such a scum will die like this, but he is still a little unwilling. .

If the little prince knew Du Qian's thoughts, I don't know if he would be glad that he died early.