Li Chengkong said: "Listen to Gu Zhihe's meaning, you can't stop it?"

Song Yuzheng showed disdain: "Let them have a hundred courages, and they dare not kill me!"

"Why don't they dare to kill the Fourth Prince?" Li Chengkong shook his head: "If you really fear the Emperor's Sword, how can you kill the Fourth Prince?"

Song Yuzheng frowned.

Li Chengkong said: "Your relationship with Sanshan is not that simple, right? They are sure that Emperor Sword will not attack them, are they?"

"..." Song Yuzheng stared at him coldly.

Li Chengkong smiled: "Since the sword of the emperor is not reliable, then you can only use your own means and strength to shock the three mountains. Kill this guy who dares to do the right thing to you and enhance your deterrence. Isn't it crucial?"

"There is another!" Song Yuzheng snorted: "If you can kill them, I can consider it."

"I really won't talk about the matter of the national teacher?"

"Do you think I'm so stupid? Just a lie with a lot of flaws, I think of a set of secret techniques of the Three Mountains? Ridiculous!"

"That's it." Li Chengkong shook his head and said, "Those two, aren't the two great masters worthy of Lei Yufeng's swordsmanship?"

Killing those two guys was also a pressure on Huo Qingkong. The master's bondage came from heaven and earth, not the emperor.

If you show your help to Dayun or even get close to Dayun, it will be an invisible pressure on Huo Qingkong.

If you really want to regret not to be king, will you leave Da Yong and leave Da Yun?

Grandmasters are scarce and precious. Once you go to Dayun, they will be one to another.

These are small means and are reminders to Huo Qingkong, so as not to regret it.

The more he plays the scene of meeting Huo Qingkong, the more he analyzes it, the more he can determine that Huo Qingkong will regret it.

Huo Qingkong looked at Qingqi and had a fairy spirit, but he should not behave like a person. As far as he knew, he was not an honest and reliable gentleman, and his reputation was not that good.

Song Yuzheng stared at him and snorted: "They two... are not worth it!"

"That's it." Li Chengkong filled her wine glasses: "Then let's not be able to make a business, is the fourth prince okay?"

"Fourth Brother?" Song Yuzheng frowned and snorted: "No matter what situation he is, he can be content with leisure."

"This cultivation is really admirable!" Li Chengkong said.

"Cultivation?" Song Yuzheng shook her head gently and said lightly: "It's just that I'm forced to do anything!"

"No matter how miserable the Fourth Prince is, he will not be worse than me, right?"

"You—?" Song Yuzheng curled his lips: "That is, I'm a little miserable in Xiaoling, how could the rest suffer?"

Li Chengkong laughed.

"So, shrinking the ground into a cunny trick!" Song Yuzheng said: "After taking their lives, I will pass on your shrinking the ground into a cunny trick!"

Li Chengkong said: "How many floors?"

"Sixth floor!" Song Yuzheng snorted: "There is only six levels at the highest level in the shrinking ground to form a cunch!"

Li Chengkong pondered.

He learned from Gu Xuecheng that the slimming ground into a total of six layers, and it seems that Song Yuzheng did not lie to him.

Song Yuzheng frowned and said, "Why, you can't believe me?"

Li Chengkong said, "So, give me the five layers behind first. If I kill them, then give me the first layer. What if I don't have the first layer anyway, I can't practice the ones behind!"

Song Yuzheng stared at him, her bright eyes flashed, and she said lightly: "No."

Li Chengkong shook his head and smiled: "It seems that you can't believe me!"

"The Shrinking Earth and Instant Art is not without external sermons, but the sermons are in front and no external sermons are out of the back," Song Yuzheng said: "I will give you the first two floors first. If you can kill them, I will give you the remaining four floors."

"No," Li Chengkong said: "If you regret it, where can I go to make sense? You even ran back to Dayun!"

"Li Chengkong, you are so petty, you judge a gentleman with the heart of a villain!"

"Your Highness Ninth, we are still more honest. If we can't believe each other, we really can't cooperate."

"The first two layers are powerful enough. Even if you fail to kill them, you won't lose money if you get these two layers!"

"The back four floors." Li Chengkong said.

"It's ridiculous!" Song Yuzheng said angrily: "Then you don't have to do it at all. You can't practice the fourth level in your life. If you can practice hard for a lifetime, you can only practice the third level."

Jiang Ruichun, who has the best qualifications in Shangqing Peak, has only reached the third level, and it is impossible to achieve the fourth level.

"Since that's the case, why not give me the four layers behind me?"

"...Okay, the last three floors." Song Yuzheng said in a deep voice: "The fourth floor is impossible!"

As far as she knows, the method of shrinking the ground into a cun craft only spreads two layers.

Even if Li Chengkong gets the third floor behind, there is no difference.

Even though his qualifications are amazing, he will be as skilled as Jiang Ruichun to the third level, and it is impossible to achieve the fourth level.

According to Shangqing Peak, the fourth level has exceeded the scope of martial arts and is almost like Taoism. Now it is the Dharma-Ending Age. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is not strong enough, and Taoism cannot be used.

Li Chengkong said slowly: "Okay, the back three levels!"

If it really doesn't work, you can also find Gu Xuecheng to ask for the third floor.

Song Yuzheng took out a thin silver-white silk book from the silk sleeve and handed it to Li Chengkong: "Now."

Li Chengkong reached out to take it, and there were three pages in total, which was really simple.

He closed his eyes, and had already imprinted himself in his mind, and at the same time he had several minds and began to deduce them.

Thinking accelerates, time almost stops.

"How?" Song Yuzheng said.

Li Chengkong nodded slowly.

Unfortunately, the third layer was not able to be refined, and the latter three layers were completely different from the first three layers.

"Okay, that's it!" Li Chengkong said: "Your Highness Ninth is completely unscrupulous, and I admire you!"

"Do you think I'm preparing for you?" Song Yuzheng said with a blank look: "I'm not that amazing!... But when can you kill them?"

"Why don't we go now?"

"I--?"

"Don't your Highness want to see them die with his own eyes?"

"If I go there, it won't be a burden, right?"

"Killing them is like taking something out of your pocket!"

"... Then go!" Song Yuzheng was excited. She really wanted to see how Li Chengkong killed the two people.

Li Chengkong threw out a silver ingot.

The waiter was standing at the farthest distance from them, and when he saw Yinzi flying over and hurriedly caught him.

Li Chengkong pushed open the window and stretched out his sleeves.

Song Yuzheng grabbed his sleeves with a clever graceful look, and the two of them floated out of the window like cranes, and then disappeared.

"Do you know where they are?" Song Yuzheng asked.

Li Chengkong said slowly: "They have my breath on them and they can't escape."

"You are sinister enough." Song Yuzheng said.

This is obviously a fight with him, and he will leave his breath and you can find it to come to the door.

Li Chengkong smiled: "It's here."

They had already stopped on the tallest roof of a quiet mansion and looked down at the back garden.

There were two people sitting in the pavilion on the rockery in the back garden, one was Gu Zhihe who was as tall as an iron tower, and the other was a thin middle-aged man.

Li Chengkong still had no breath, just like a man who knew how to do martial arts. Gu Zhihe didn't notice anything unusual, but the thin middle-aged man turned anew.

"Ninth Princess?" Gu Zhihe was stunned.

Li Chengkong sighed and looked at the thin middle-aged man.
Chapter completed!