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Chapter 1038 Rebels block the way!(1/3)

"Second brother!"

Seeing this scene, the seventh prince behind quickly stepped forward and wanted to help Qingshuang up, but the second prince kicked him in the butt and fell to eat shit.

"Kneel down to me, kneel down to them all!!"

The second prince was furious, blushed and his neck was thick.

The Seventh Prince had never seen the Second Prince be so arrogant and hurriedly knelt on the ground.

Qingshuang didn't dare to delay, covered her blood-flowing cheeks and knelt at the second prince.

"It's not that I'm kneeling, I'm kneeling to fight the young master!"

The second prince said angrily.

"Kneel all for me!"

"You dare to fight against the young master. I think you are brave enough to win the courage of the bear heart and leopard!"

"What?"

Qingshuang suddenly looked up and looked at Zhan Wuque.

The second prince actually called Zhan Wuque, Young Master Zhan, how is this possible?!

What is the second prince’s identity?

The heir of the Great Shang Dynasty controlled most of the entire Lingdong region.

As long as the civil strife is quelled, it will be the next Shang emperor!

But now, he actually called Zhan Wuque, the warrior in the small city she remembered was Zhan Gongzi!

He even made the Seventh Prince and the Second Prince’s younger brother apologize to Zhan Wuque!

This scene was so shocking that Qingshuang was stunned on the spot and could not come back to her senses for a long time.

"Young Master Zhan, this matter is inseparable from me. It is because I am not strict in discipline. I hope you don't mind," said the second prince hurriedly.

He has a very clear origin of the battle between Wuque.

The deputy commander of the imperial guards of the Tang Dynasty and the hero in front of the Tang Emperor, would have been fine if he had only such an identity, and would not have made him so respectful.

What really made him lose his composure was Zhan Wuque's identity as the number one in the martial arts stele.

The ranking of the Xiaowu Taoist Monument is very valuable. Not to mention the number one, even the top ten is already extraordinary. Looking back at that time, the nineteenth elders roamed the nine provinces and were in a turmoil, and they were only ranked tenth among the Xiaowu Taoist Monument.

As for the first place, the swordsman is even more forbidden and mythical, and even the Son of God has to put down his posture to make friends.

Zhan Wuque was able to defeat that swordsman, and his talent was definitely above him. This kind of existence was already at the level of a genius, and he was invincible in his generation.

In the future, it will be not difficult for a complete Wuzong strong man, even the Wu Emperor or even the Martial Saint.

How dare he neglect this kind of existence?

"Forget this matter. I came here today mainly to borrow an old medicine from Guichao."

Zhan Wuque spoke, from beginning to end, he did not take Qingshuang seriously.

The two of them are no longer from the same world.

The so-called powerful people in her eyes were nothing in Zhan Wuque's eyes.

"Old medicine?"

The second prince was stunned.

"Is the young master talking about the eighth-level ginseng king?"

"No," Zhan Wuque nodded, "The Hundred Zhan King was seriously injured on the border and fell into a coma. I need to use this ginseng king to go back and save him!"

"So that's it. The King of Hundred Zhans is guarding the border for many years and blocking the Iron Cavalry of the Jiuyou Army for the east of our ridge. He also has great kindness to our Shang Dynasty. For the sake of emotion and reason, we cannot sit idly by. This ginseng king is regarded as a gift to Mr. Zhan."

The second prince clasped his fists and said.

"But, that ginseng king is not complete, I don't know if it's useful."

"You can tell at a glance."

Zhan Wuquedao.

"please!"

The second prince welcomed Zhan Wuque and the other two in.

Outside the palace, everyone knelt in a row and did not dare to get up.

After the second prince left, the seventh prince quickly helped Qingshuang up.

"Shuang'er, are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

Qingshuang shook her head slowly, "I want to know what his identity is, please help me check it."

"Okay, I'll go investigate now!"

The seventh prince held Qingshuang and the two entered the palace.

On the other side, Zhan Wuque followed the second prince to the inner hall.

"Prince Zhan, please see."

The second prince ordered someone to bring old ginseng.

When I opened it, I saw that only the bare trunk was left.

"The old emperor was seriously ill and had to make the roots of the old ginseng into soup. Unfortunately, even so, he still had no replenishment."

The second prince shook his head and said.

"If the trunk is lost, the roots will soon lose their spirituality. Fortunately, although the trunk has lost some medicinal properties, it can still come in handy."

Zhan Wuquedao is also a blessing in disguise. The fate of the King of Hundred Battles should not be defeated.

"Since that's the case, then Master Zhan should take it to save the Hundred War Kings." said the second prince.

"Um."

Zhan Wuqi nodded and put away Lao Gan.

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhan, I will give you a satisfactory explanation for Qingshuang!"

The second prince's face was solemn.

"Um."

Zhan Wuque nodded casually and did not take it to heart.

After saying that, Zhan Wuque and An Lan left immediately.

On the other hand, the Seventh Prince had already found out about Zhan Wuque's origin.

"The first in the Small Wu Taoist Monument!"

"Impossible, impossible!"

Qingshuang, who heard the news, was like a bolt from the blue.

"He came for the injury of the Bai Zhan King. The spy just heard news that the Bai Zhan King was surrounded by two enemy commanders and died on the front line. It was Zhan Wuque, who fought against two and defeated two and half-step Wu Zong's powerful men and saved Bai Zhan King!"

"Is this person already able to have the combat power of the half-step Wuzong? He is worthy of being the best genius in the small martial arts stele. He is really a monster!"

The seventh prince Yusheng sighed and his eyes showed admiration.

This kind of genius is enough to make him, the prince of the inferior dynasty, look up to him for the rest of his life.

He didn't notice that every time he said something, Qingshuang's face looked a little ugly. By the time he finished speaking, Qingshuang had collapsed to the ground.

"He has actually grown to this level. It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous. I am a Martial King, but I'm so self-righteous. In his eyes, I'm afraid I've always been a clown."

No wonder he didn't care at all. It turned out that they were no longer people from the same world.

It’s just that Zhan Wuque is the sky, she herself is the earth.

Qingshuang looked sad.

The seventh prince wanted to support him, but was coldly rejected by Qingshuang.

She took off the jade bracelet from her wrist and placed it aside, "Seventh Prince, I decided not to be this princess."

"Why, isn't the position of the princess you've always wanted?"

The Seventh Prince doesn't understand.

Qingshuang didn't answer.

Yes, she did covet the position of the princess before, so that after gaining power, she could go back to find Zhan Wuque to avenge him.

But when she discovered that even the second prince, the future crown prince of the Shang Dynasty, treated Zhan Wuque with courtesy and was polite, she gave up the position of princess.

Because even if she takes the position of princess, she will never be able to avenge her whole life.

Qingshuang left.
To be continued...
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