Li Tianduo stared at Qin Yue three meters away and said coldly: "For more than ten years, this prince has never fought with anyone in person, and no one is worthy of experiencing the level of this prince's cultivation. I didn't expect that he would actually attack you today, which is really a waste."

Qin Yue was not afraid of Li Tianduo's attacking skills at all, and retorted: "Although your highness has a very good level, he has not stepped into the sacred sequence for a day and isn't it ridiculous to say such lies?"

"Haha, although what you said makes some sense," Li Tianduo smiled playfully, "Are those old guys willing to put down their faces and deal with me as a junior?"

Qin Yue couldn't help but shook his head when he heard this, and said indifferently: "It turns out that the prince doesn't even want his face. No wonder he is so confident. It's a pity that a piece of unparalleled jade is so dirty and despicable inside. You are not worthy of the great position, let alone the billions of people in Middle-earth."

Li Tianduo's expression darkened, and his murderous intent was very strong. He still held his hands behind his back, secretly urging his true energy to flow, and the black hair spread on his shoulders rose without a wind.

With a clang, Qin Yue's long sword was unsheathed, and he looked at Li Tianduo coldly, with a solemn expression.

At this time, a naive voice suddenly sounded behind the gate of the courtyard, with three points of helplessness, "Uncle Tianduo, have you made enough trouble?"

Zhao Hanyu lay on the back of the priest and apologized to Ximen Guang, saying, "You are tired of me. After you finish, I will take you to find Murong Qianfan. Let's eat delicious food. You can eat whatever you want and eat as much as you want."

Ximen Guang grinned and said, "Yes, that boy Murong is rich, so we can't afford him."

"No, I have to pay for this money." Zhao Hanyu corrected and said.

"Haha, that's fine. If you don't know what to do, you'll be fine. You'll be fine after eating. We have to turn grief into food."

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Listening to the sincere words of the two priests, the two priests couldn't help but feel a long-lost warmth in their hearts, and they couldn't help but look at each other and smile.

After walking for a while, the two priests suddenly leaned over and put down the two teenagers. Not far ahead, a man in brocade robe stood quietly on the lawn. The two priests bowed to him, and then stood silently aside.

Zhao Hanyu and Ximen Guang looked at each other, feeling a little puzzled.

The man in brocade robe stepped forward slowly and said calmly: "You two are frightened. My name is Li Shujie, who is the eldest son of Your Majesty. Uncle Tianduo, acting as Meng Lang, has caused some damage to you. Shujie here to apologize on behalf of the royal family."

The eldest son of the emperor spoke humbly and had a very good demeanor, and the two priests secretly admired him.

Ximen Guang was a little stunned.

Zhao Hanyu stared at him calmly without saying a word.

The eldest son of the emperor was stunned and wondered if he was not sincere enough and his attitude was not generous enough? Or was the boy seriously injured and could not answer? Oh, by the way, there was no substantial compensation for just verbal apology, no wonder the other person was a little strange.

He took two steps forward and was about to speak, when Zhao Hanyu turned his head and looked at Ximen Guang, then suddenly asked, "Is it Li Tianduo instructed me to attack us?" His voice was calm and his eyes were clear.

The eldest son of the emperor was stunned and thought to himself that the young man asked so calmly, what did he want to do?

"Since it was done by Li Tianduo, this matter has nothing to do with Your Highness. I dare not accept the apology. Your Highness asks you to return." Zhao Hanyu said extremely calmly.

The eldest son was a little unhappy when he heard this, but he continued to persuade him with a kind look: "It is a good thing for young people to be a little stubborn. Uncle Tianduo is a member of the royal family after all, and represents the dignity and face of the royal family. If such incidents occur, the royal family will always bear some responsibility."

Zhao Hanyu shook his head, stopped talking, bowed slightly to the eldest son, and then said to Ximen Guang: "Let's go."

"Where are we going?" Ximen Guang was a little stunned.

"The main gate." Zhao Hanyu answered calmly, then walked forward with a few steps over the eldest son of the emperor.

"Oh, wait for me." Ximen Guang was stunned for a moment and followed him to chase him.

Seeing that the other party calmly and directly rejected his kindness, the eldest son frowned slightly between his eyebrows. The two priests slowly shook their heads at him, with a look of helplessness.

The three of them stood there, looking at the stubborn and staggering backs of the two teenagers, and both sighed.

At both ends of Liuli Lane, more than a dozen men in black kept retreating, retreating to the middle of the alley, involuntarily squeezed back to back together, looking at the several unpredictable strong men at the two ends of the alley, listening to the sound of horse hooves that were neatly arranged from far to near, with fear in their eyes.

The strong men at both ends kept approaching, and they stopped until they were about five feet away from the man in black in the middle.

The cavalry with complete armor finally appeared at both ends of the alley, with its hooves sounded like thunder and its mighty power. It gradually moved to several powerful men. Judging from the style of the armor and the banner in front of the leader, it should be the famous Xuan Armor Heavy Cavalry of the National Cult.

Seeing this power, more than ten men in black in the middle of the alley were frightened. The sword-holding hands and legs were trembling, sweating like slurry, and the robes were wet.

Several of the strong jumped onto the walls on both sides of the alley, shattering the hope of the man in black escaping from the air.

Two people walked slowly out of the crowd, one with a golden helmet and a golden armor, a frosty face, and one with a purple robe and a gray hair. Both of them showed sadness on their faces.

Someone in the black-clad crowd knew that one was General Yunhui and the other was Guanglu Dafu.

Recognizing the two of them and remembering two things that happened a year ago, the people in black felt cold and completely desperate.

At this time, a strong man in Taoism walked to the two adults and comforted him in a gentle tone: "Today, the good general, I will let you breathe a sigh of relief and ask for some interest from these scums."

The two adults looked at the people in black with endless hatred in their eyes, and nodded their heads at the same time.

The strong man in Taoism bowed and clasped his fists, then raised his right arm and waved it downwards.

The Xuan Armored Heavy Rider rushed into the field like a tide

Half an hour ago, more than a dozen black-clad masked men were blocked by golden armored warriors who were several times more than themselves outside the sword house of Luofeng Academy.

Before the tea, all the men in black were captured. The masked man in the head held a sword and sentenced himself. The rest were tied up by the golden armored warrior and were about to be taken to the Dao Prison.

After listening to his subordinates' report in the mansion, King Su looked extremely gloomy. He kicked his subordinates in front of him and blew blood and fainted several feet away. Then he tightened his palm and crushed his beloved Ru kiln fine porcelain tea bowl.

Master Yuanjue felt restless in his own small building in Sumeru Courtyard and kept paced back and forth. He regretted easily agreeing to the prince to help. It was already three hours of the hour of Hai. According to expectations, the reinforcements should complete the task and come back to report to him. Where is the person?

A faint sound of hoofs came, no! How could the army participate in tonight?

Where did the army come from?

Direction northwest? It seems to be Liuli Lane?

Ning Qingyu, the head of Qingxuan Palace, stood on the roof of Luofeng College dormitory building, and saw everything that happened in the courtyard. After a moment, he sighed and left quietly.

The head of Zichen Palace Hua Zhifeng, sat in his apartment, thinking about the stern words and warning intentions of the national teacher from Qingxu Palace, who had written the stern words and warning intentions, and couldn't help but feel sweaty and look a little dim.

At this time, Zhao Hanyu and Ximen Guang, the eldest son of the emperor and the priest of the Tianyu Palace, General Yunhui and the Guanglu doctor, several golden armored warriors, and a group of relevant people involved in the night attack of Luofeng Academy came to the gate one after another.

Li Tianduo's face was gloomy. Looking at the thin figure walking out of the yard gate, his helpless voice was still left in his ears.

He said sarcastically: "Nephew Qingye, you half-grown kid are now capable. How dare you talk to Uncle Wang like this?"

The thin figure walked forward two steps, standing shoulder to shoulder with Qin Yue. His eyes were clear and his nose was straight, his eyebrows were like lying silkworms, and his face was a little childish. He was a handsome boy.

Qin Yue turned around and bowed with fists, saying, "I have seen the second prince."

The second prince Li Qingye has always respected this strong and strong military general. He bowed slightly and returned a half-hearted salute, saying, "General Qin does not need to be polite. Tonight, thanks to the general who is the only one who is the pass."

Without waiting for Qin Yue to return to his courtesy and humbleness, he said to Li Tianduo: "Uncle Wang, Luofeng Academy has been in decline for more than ten years, and the old evil has been eliminated. Now it is a coincidence and everything is waiting to be done. Why do you still remember the grievances of the past? You must knock them out of dust? You must forgive others wherever you can."

Just now, Qin Yue advised him to turn back, and now his nephew is also warned of forgiveness, and was continuously educated by his former subordinates and descendants. Li Tianduo laughed in anger and said mockingly: "When Luofeng Academy was plotting against you, you were still in your infancy and still a shitty child. What are the past events? What qualifications do you have to judge merits and demerits?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a calm voice came from behind the gate of the courtyard, "I didn't know all the details when the emperor was young, but I remember it clearly."

The eldest son of the emperor, Li Shujie, walked out from behind, followed by Zhao Hanyu, Ximen Guang, and five priests.

When Li Tianduo saw everyone, he was shocked and thought that Li Qingye had also walked out of the yard just now. Did the action fail? Where is the person? Has he withdrawn safely? Will he fall into the enemy?

Li Shujie continued: "Uncle Wang, the old thing has passed, and the rise of Luofeng Academy is about to be completed. You should follow the will of heaven and look at him with relief." After saying that, his chin was slightly raised and signaled to the prince to look behind him.

Dozens of butter torches were lit on both sides of the road at the same end of Babao Lane, which made the alley clear.

Accompanied by the guards holding torches, dozens of people wearing official uniforms or armor walked in.

The crowd came three feet behind Li Tianduo and stopped. Everyone was silent and quietly looked at His Royal Highness in front of him.
Chapter completed!