Chapter 33 Undercurrent Surge

Yanjing royal family, on the magnificent hall, a middle-aged man in a golden and gorgeous robe is sitting and talking with a graceful and beautiful woman.

The man's face was like a jade, and his whole body exuded a king's spirit. This man was Lan Feng, the king of the Blue Wind Empire. He looked at the beautiful woman with a smile and said, "Queen, this is the good wine and black jade fragrance of the Black Jade Empire. What do you think?"

The beautiful woman smiled gently, elegantly picked up the jade wine glass at hand, put it in her mouth and gently took a sip, "Well, this black jade fragrance is indeed,"

Before he said anything, a hurried figure had come from outside the hall, and then fell on the hall. "King, queen, sinners come here to die at night."

The middle-aged man frowned and asked coldly, "Cang Ye, why don't you come here to protect Guang'er?"

"King, the guilty minister deserves to die. Prince Lan Guang was killed in the Battle of the Fourth Courtyard."

"What?" The glass in the beautiful woman's hand slipped to the ground, and then fell to pieces. "What are you talking about? Is Guang'er dead?

Lan Feng's face changed dramatically, and he didn't seem to dare to believe what he heard, "Cang Ye, can you say it again? Guang'er, where is he now?

"This?" Cang Ye was a little hesitant, and the back of his hand was soaked with sweat.

"I asked you to tell me." Lan Feng shouted angrily, and at the same time, the glass in his hand turned into powder and fell down.

Cang Ye gritted his teeth, waved his hands, and a black light flashed. Suddenly, there was a bloody and bloody and tragic corpse in the hall. From his outline and clothes, it can be faintly recognized that it is Lan Guang.

"Guang'er." The beautiful woman exclaimed and rushed to the body in tears, and tears fell down like a pearstorm.

The blue wind's eyes gushed out infinite anger. With a backhand, the majestic force attacked the night. The latter could not dodge and did not dare to dodge, and directly flew out by the mouth of the fan.

"Useless slave, you are still a martial king, and you can't even protect the prince."

Cang Ye was so scared that he turned pale and quickly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy. "The king spared his life. The prince was poisoned in the battle of the four courtyards, and I dare not break the rules you set."

Lan Guang's eyes were cold, and his sharp eyes were murderous. "Who was the killer?"

"Qin Feng, a student named Zang Xia of Qin Feng College, Prince Lan Guang had some grudges with him a few months ago." Cang Ye lowered his head and lay on the ground trembling.

"Jing Xia?" Lan Guang recited the name coldly.

The eyes of the beautiful woman who was crying were full of resentment, "King, Guang'er died miserably. You must avenge Guang'er."

Lan Feng looked at Lan Guang's death. His eyebrows were twisted like two dead silkworms, and his domineering face was a little gloomy and terrible. He didn't expect that the rules he set in those years would now kill his own son. "Cang Ye, now that Guang'er is dead, what's the use of me to keep it?"

Cang Ye was shocked, and his head sang on the ground, "King, please forgive me!" Please give me a chance to make up for it, and I'm going to kill that stinky boy now.

A lot of disgust gushed out of blue wind's eyebrows. "Well, the rules I set myself in those years. If you go and kill him now, where is the face of my Lanfeng Empire?"

"This?"

The beautiful woman on the ground quickly pleaded, "King, you can't let Guang'er die in vain like this. He is your favorite son!"

Lan Feng exhaled deeply and his eyes became gloomy. "Night, go and bring the boy's head back. Do things cleanly. If anyone finds out that I let you do it, there is no need for you to exist."

The night's body was shocked, and he bowed his head in fear and agreed, "Yes, king."

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Yanjing Situ's family is quiet in the magnificent lobby, and the atmosphere in the air is strange and quiet. An old man of 60 or 70 years old carries his hands behind him and his backs his back to the door of the lobby. This person is Situ Kuang, the patriarch of the Situ family. Below stood seven or eight senior elders of the Situ family who looked angry and regretful.

In the middle of the lobby, a corpse covered with white cloth penetrated a trace of blood. Then a middle-aged man in his forties rushed in at the door, and everyone's eyes focused on him.

When the man saw the white cloth on the ground, his body couldn't help trembling, and then slowly stepped forward and gently opened the white cloth. " hiss!" What appeared in front of everyone was Situ Yan's terrible body, whose head, hands and body were separated, and everyone frowned.

The man's pupils turned bright red, and his fists clenched. He looked up at Situ Kuang in the lobby. "Dad, please allow me to smash the corpses of the stinky boy of Qinfeng College now."

Situ slowly turned back, and the fierce old eyes flashed by with sadness. "Qi'er, Yan'er was killed in the battle of the Fourth Courtyard. Now you go and kill that stinky boy. Do you want to be the enemy of the royal family?"

"But, Dad, did Yan Er die in vain?" Situ Qi almost roared out, and his face turned red.

Situ took a deep breath. Although his tone was calm, he contained endless murderous intent, "Go! Be clean, and it's better to be outside Yanjing.

Everyone's faces in the lobby have changed, and they all know in their hearts that anyone who offends the Situ family will not have a good end.

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Xia's name spread all over the streets and alleys of Yanjing, and his identity was also exposed by insiders. It turned out that the blind boy who killed the prince of the Blue Wind Empire and the young master of the Situ family in the battle of the four courtyards was actually a blind boy who was expelled from the family by Xie An 16 years ago. As soon as the news came out, the whole Yanjing fell into a sensation. In addition to the royal family and the Situ family, the Xie family is undoubtedly in shock.

Compared with Situ Yan and Lan Guang, Xie An is much better. He intends to save Xia's life, so he is only seriously injured. Xie Cheng, the head of the Xie family, looked at the elders below with sharp eyes, including the Xie Shi who instigated himself to drive away Xie Xuan's family.

"I didn't expect that nearly 16 years later, Xie Xuan's son would appear in Yanjing in this form. At a young age, a fifth-level martial artist, a fourth-level pianist, this is a genius. The short and fat family below sighed that it was in this room that Xie Xuan's family was driven away.

Xie Cheng raised his eyebrows and asked in a low voice, "Old elders, what do you have to say?"

The short and fat elder, who sighed, stepped forward and said, "Sir, I think that General Xia did not kill Xie An this time. He is showing his goodwill to our Xie family. If we can invite him and Xie Xuan and his wife back and cultivate the boy, it will definitely be a sharp weapon of my Xie family."

"Well, Elder Xie Yang's words are different!" Xie Shi, dressed in a red robe, sneered and then hugged Xie Cheng, "Gang, I'm afraid Xie Xuan's son has no affection for our Xie family. Look at his name. General Xia has the same surname as his mother, not Xie. You have to recognize this clearly."

The short and fat elder named Xie Yang shook his sleeves and replied angrily, "Xie Shi, then you should say that if he hates our Xie family, why would Xia show mercy to Xie An?"

"Hey hey, Elder Xie Yang's words are reasonable, so I won't explain anything." Xie Shi smiled faintly and shook his head, "Guys, kill Lan Guang first, and then kill Situ Yan. Do you think the royal family and the Situ family will let him go? Even if the rules set by the royal family can kill people in the battle of the four courtyards, but with such a rule alone, can it be exchanged for the surname of Xia? If you really recall Xia to the family, our Xie family will definitely be suppressed by the royal family and the Situ family. Don't you know whether it is a blessing or a curse?

Xie Shi's words can be said to wake up the dreamer, even if Xie Yang no longer speaks. Xie Cheng frowned, thought for a moment, and said in a low voice, "I was expelled from the family 16 years ago, so his life and death have nothing to do with us, and this matter will not be mentioned in the future."

"Yes, patriarch."

Everyone agreed in unison. Xie Yang wanted to say anything more, but he still swallowed it back. He only said in his heart: I hope this decision is right.

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The evening breeze brushed the face, the treetops swayed, and the Qinfeng College was immersed in the hustle and bustle of laughter.

"Brother Xia is really great. I will follow him in the future." Yes, such a young martial artist and pianist, our piano college can't even rise up.

"Yes, yes, haha."

A group of teachers and students on the training ground ate and drank with wine bottles in their hands. They praised General Xia. I don't know that just half a month ago, everyone still had a lot of opinions about General Xia. People are realistic. Whenever you see the aura of your success, you will forget the previous entanglement.

Xia sat quietly under a big tree, with her hands behind her head, and her body leaned against the trunk of the tree. Her left shoulder was still in pain. If she wanted to succeed, she would have to pay a certain price.

"Jing Xia, so you are hiding here! It's really easy for me to find. The careless female voice came. You don't have to think about it. She held two pots of wine in her hand and sat down next to Xia.

"Jing Xia, do you want to drink?"

"Hmm!" Jiang Xia nodded, took the wine jug handed over by the other party with one hand, opened his mouth and poured it into his mouth. The strong spicy taste choked Xia on the ground.

"Hahahaha, look at you." Ye Rong smiled and trembled, "Do you drink this as water? Even I dare not take such a big sip, hahahaha.

Xia stared at him fiercely, and then gently took a small sip.

Ye Rong suppressed her smile, put her pretty face in front of Jianxia, and said mysteriously, "Jing Xia, what prize did the dean give you?"

Xia was stunned and then replied, "10,000 gold coins and a weapon."

"What weapon? Can you show me?" Ye Rong opened her eyes wide, and her jade hand couldn't help ringing her arm.

She shook Xia's body and gently pulled out her hand. The cute girl who often held her arm suddenly appeared in her mind.

Ye Rong also noticed the change of Xia's expression. She couldn't help pouting and said dissatisfiedly, "Well, I've never seen such a stingy man as you. If you don't show it, you won't show it, and you still ignore people."

Xia was stunned and shook his head helplessly, "Miss Ye, I didn't say I won't show you!" Then the air suddenly became restless, and a faint sense of heat rushed towards me.

Ye Rong's eyes lit up, and he saw a red sword more than one meter long in Jiang Xia's hand. The hilt of the sword was like a burning flame, and the hot breath also came from the flame.

Ye Rong stared at the long sword without blinking. Liu frowned slightly, and then clapped his hands, "I know this sword. It's called "Burning", right?"

"How do you know?" Jiang Xia was shocked.

"Hey hey, of course I know." A trace of pride flashed on Ye Rong's face. "This "Burning" is the weapon of Bo Zhanfeng, the first warrior of the Blue Wind Empire. I didn't expect Dean Bohe to be willing to give it to you.

"Who is Bo Zhanfeng?" Jiang Xia was even more puzzled and couldn't find the edge.

Unexpectedly, Ye Rong was even more surprised and stared at the other party without blinking. "Bun, didn't Dean Bohe tell you?"

"Okay! If you are willing to call me senior sister, I will tell you who Bo Zhanfeng is.

Xia Bai gave a look and said angrily, "Do you like to say it or not?"

"Okay, okay, can't I do it? A stingy man. Ye Rong curled her lips dissatisfiedly and began to talk about Bo Zhanfeng's deeds. "Listen to the name, you should think of him associating with the seventh-order Tianqin master Jingfeng, right?"

"Hmm." Jiang Xia nodded.

"Bozhanfeng is the only son of the dean of Bohe. He and Bo Jingfeng were the pride of the dean of Bohe in those years. He had the strength of King Wu before the age of 30. The whole Lanfeng Empire envied that Dean of Bohe had such an excellent son."

"Then what?"

A trace of regret flashed in Ye Rong's beautiful eyes. "Maybe Dean Bohe was too lucky. As a result, God was jealous of him. As early as 20 years ago, 30-year-old Bo Zhanfeng disappeared in a place called Xiaofeng Cliff. Dean Bohe led people to look for nearly half a year. In the end, he only found the burning sword, and Bo Zhanfeng seemed to be from the world. It's the same as evaporation.

"What?" Jiang Xia's face changed, "What about him?"

Ps (Tears for collection, tears for recommendation.)