Ying Mo is the third son of the Qin Emperor today. As the only legitimate son, his situation is not good. **Book! Book.*

Why is the crescent moon hook so eye-catching today? It’s like the sarcasm of the ministers in the daytime that makes him unable to raise his head.

Beside me, on the gorgeous bed, was a beautiful plump woman.

The woman bent her body and hugged her clusters, unable to see her appearance clearly. But just looking at the curve of her body makes people think a lot.

He stood up gently and pulled a yellow robe around it. The python robe covered his shame. If such a mad behavior fell into the eyes of outsiders, it would be a little criticism.

However, Ying Mo obviously had taken these lightly, his face was full of habit, indifferent, and disregardless.

Pushing open the half-closed window, the moonlight shone down, moistening the entire boathouse, and illuminating his delicate skin as clear as jade.

White and tender. If you have to compare, Ying Mona's not strong body is simply more perfect than the beauties lying on the bed. However, in Daqin, which was established by martial arts, it looks good and has a jade-like skin. What's the use?

Perhaps, they will be ridiculed by others, and the appearance of boys and girls.

He sighed deeply. The slightly cool dew was not enough to make his already cold heart become colder.

Under that calm and unstoppable appearance, the warlike blood flows in the pulse!

Every time he closes his eyes, even on the empty Huai River, Ying Mo can feel the madness that comes out of his bones belongs to the madness in the blood of the Ying clan. But as the shame of the royal family, Ying Mo can only suppress that impulse again and again!

The king's destiny is born, and the nine dragons are pressing down on the top! This is the destiny that the national teacher Feng Wudao was sentenced to when Ying Mo was born! The fortune-telling is precious, but it is destined to stop at the king and princes and have no hope of winning the country.

Of course, the Crown Prince of the Great Qin was not a bad old man, and he could make it with a few nonsense after drinking. Ying Mo was never superstitious. He showed unparalleled talent since he was a child. But just like Feng Wudao's nickname - golden mouth and jade words, Ying Mo failed to become a special thing to break this jade rule, but on the other hand, it proved the wisdom of the Great Qin Master.

Ying Wu is able to understand martial arts and martial arts. He has the talent of eight fights of literature, but martial arts is only as common as ordinary people!

He was born with amazing arm strength, able to open a five-stone strong bow, breaking the formation of a hundred people. But, the imperial teacher Xiao Yuan, whose meridians were destroyed, broke all his thoughts on Qingming's sword.

"The meridians are blocked, and the sea of ​​Qi is like a stone..."

Ying Mo stood behind the window, murmured these two sentences, and his eyes gradually lost their focus.

There is a kind of person in this world who is naturally very brave and has a bronze and iron bones, but cannot practice even the simplest technique. If he is a civilian, then such a person can be considered a hero. Even if he is in a military, he is not bad enough to be a general. But if he is born in a noble family and a royal family, it is also extremely sad.

Which aristocratic family does not have inherited martial arts? Does the Great Qin royal family really rely on brute force to intimidate all directions?

Ying Mo knew that if there was something called a miracle in this world. Then miracle would be very close to him and extremely far away. Because the foundation of Ying's establishment was a magical skill that could wash the meridians and cut off the veins and make the innate waste people become the top masters - Balongce!

But only the emperors and crown princesses of all dynasties can practice. Although Ying Mo has a noble status, he is a little bit short of it, just a little bit away!

Ying Mo turned his eyes outside the window and admired the bustling crowd. There are two long streets on the banks of the Huai River, and the night is often more lively than during the day.

He lingers in the fireworks all day long. As the issue that has been impeached by the censor, Ying Mo was not unpunished for it. But whether it was him or the arrogant Qin Emperor, they all understood that even if Ying Mo did a good job, he would not have any chance.

"So what about ** body? If you can't become an emperor, you'll be a ** prince, it's not bad..."

Ying Mo whispered to himself, his face calm. But his heart was aching.

Suddenly, a white ray at the intersection of the street hurt his gaze. The striking look even covered up the anger in his heart...

That was a white-clothed swordsman...

Jian Xixin threw the blood-stained blue robe into the river.

He was wearing a white dress that was taken out of his personal space. He originally liked blue, but at some point he became obsessed with the snow-like white.

Is it the majesty of the deity that comes from the worship of the soul? Or is it the lonely back of the man who was back then. Jian Huaxin couldn't explain it clearly, but he just changed into a piece of clothing.

If you kill someone, you should still be a big shot. Of course, Jian Huaxin doesn’t expect that, changing clothes can erase all traces.

Originally, it was not difficult to destroy the bystanders one by one according to his cultivation and strength. But firstly, he was at the trough of his life at this moment. Secondly, he did not think that this could hide the truth.

The air was always flowing, and the breath like a primitive beast kept reminding him. All the attempts to cover up the movements were just to cover up.

Suddenly he looked up, Jian Xixin felt a pair of hot gazes, which was a kind of appreciation, a kind of joy of meeting friends with wine. What he saw was an ordinary flower boat, a man with outstanding temperament standing in front of the window of the boat building.

With his cultivation level reaching his level, his original state of mind was as comfortable as the cold pond in late autumn, and the wind was blowing without waves. But for some reason, in a short time, Jian Huaxin actually moved twice. Perhaps it was as if a certain philosopher said, the capital was a tomb of a cultivator! Not only cultivators, but also those warriors who tried to win the Nine Heavens!

People in Jingjin are too enthusiastic. They have the heroic spirit of men and the water of women. The darkest places are always relatively full of nobility and beauty. All of this is a cause and effect that is unwilling to be contaminated by true monks!

Jian Xixin is not a standard monk, at least he has his own **. Therefore, unlike the woman who made him moved but was full of malicious intentions. He nodded in the direction of the flower boat.

Huh! Huh!

The clothes broke through the air, and the sound was extremely harsh. Jian Huaxin had just arrived at the entrance of the bustling long street and was immediately blocked by several yamen runners in official uniforms. Tourists around were obviously used to this kind of scene, spontaneously diverted to the sides and left the place of right and wrong. Some bold ones stopped and watched in the distance. Some of them even took their followers to the brothel next to them and sat by the window.

The people in Qin are strong, especially in the capital. What's more, who come to the Huai River to look for a stay late at night, and who doesn't have any capital? In the Qin Dynasty, fist is the biggest capital.

The arrival of the official officer failed to let the buildings on both sides of the streets closed their doors to greet guests. Even some ladies, madams, and even turtle slaves leaned against the door panel, waiting for the development of the situation with interest.

Strictly speaking, this is the real place of love and beauty on the banks of the Huai River. Entering this long street is equivalent to gaining the privileges of Emperor Qin. As long as your fists are ruthless and your backstage is hard enough, then all rules are farts.

It did not attract witnesses who were obviously a woman's companion, but it caused an official lie, which was somewhat beyond Jian Huaxin's expectations. However, according to his fearless nature, no one would be different from anyone. Even the Qin Emperor, who was so preached to be magical, was the same.

On one side of the Huai River, blue waves surging. Several flower boats rowed and picked the best position to watch the dispute. A man who had been observing the sword and washing his heart was also among them.

No one doubted that Jian Xixin would definitely resist arresting next, and blood would stain the streets. Of course, if he concealed, everyone would only think that they would find some jokes.

Sure enough, the official face was cold and showed the brass ghost head token in his hand. Jian Xi ignored it and walked towards the long street coldly!

"good!"

I don’t know which man shouted in the distance, for the fierce Qin people and young masters, Jian Huaxin’s behavior is full of masculinity. Rules are always used to be trampled by superiors. The reason why knights are even more popular is because they will use the sword in their hands to trample that kind of thing more thoroughly! Await the revenge!

Rules, laws? That's all!

The official's face was not good. Although the four yamen runners were just the lowest level of the police and were not even considered a constable, they were Qin people after all, with warlike factors flowing in their blood. Moreover, the guy who seemed very difficult to mess with was really trouble. After them, a large number of genuine high-level constables and heads-in-chiefs came quickly after receiving the message. They were just closer to this place and had to act as pioneers.

For the Qin people, their heads can be broken, their blood can flow, and their integrity cannot be thrown away!

Clang.

Without much nonsense, the two yamen runners took out their shackles and stopped Jian Xixin in front of him.

Even if it is just the lowest-level victim, the strength of several people is not weak. Gyeonggi has no weak hands, and how can the official mistress in Gyeonggi be without two tricks!

Seeing this, Jian Xixin looked sideways and sneered at a pleasure boat on the Huai River, then walked around as if no one was around.

The thunder dragon shines, traversing across the sky.

One hundred thousand miles, two hundred thousand miles.

God knows how many creatures that thunder dragon destroyed along the way.

Chu Xiang's figure is floating, always at a speed faster than the Thunder Dragon, ahead of him. In fact, according to his ability, it may not be impossible to avoid the punishment of heaven. However, if he hides, it will eventually cause some disaster.

Chu Xiang never thought that it would be impossible to keep it forever without cause and effect.

Cause and effect are like logic, and every word and action will cause changes at both ends of the balance. I think what the original body does is just cutting off his past bonds, rather than creating a saint who does not touch cause and effect. The reason why gods and saints are called "not touch cause and effect" is because they escaped from the vast world, and the dimensions they are in are impossible to intersect with the macro world, which is the so-called "jump out of the three realms and not in the five elements". This does not mean that if they can walk into the vast world, they will not be involved in disputes.

Chu Xiang knew this very well, so when he flashed again and escaped into the void, he did not escape directly to the ends of the earth, but disappeared into a deep mountain with a faint fairy spirit!

It was a towering mountain that was as high as 100,000 feet high. Even on the eighth-highest plane with a high ridge, it was domineering all its colors.

On the top of the foggy mountain, you can vaguely see the endless palaces.

There are sects hidden in this mountain where mortals stop.

The strong wind blew, and the clear air broke through the dusk of the sky. In the middle of the mountain, there was a straight cliff, from top to bottom, with six golden characters written in neat work - the second in the world, Yang Yan!

The second in the world! It is not the best in the world! That attitude looks even more arrogant than the best in the world!

The light of the world's number one is unconcealed, and it is even more dazzling than the sun! The world's second is never like what outsiders imagine, and always lives in the shadow of the first. In fact, as long as the second is the first, as long as the world is named, it will still become famous and dominate the world for ordinary people!

Second, it means that it may surpass the first at any time. Second, it means that it is equally powerful and equal in size. Second, it also means that he is not as good as the first and is unattainable!

The top scorer, the second-tier, the second-tier, and the most popular candidate, but that is even more of a storm. A career in the officialdom may not be the farthest one, or rather, it is not.

The second sect in the world is Yangyan Sect. In terms of popularity, it is much better than the Haotian Sect, the best in the world.

First of all, it is too cold and too lonely. The peak road is deterrent. You can even wait and see from afar, either jealous, envious, or melancholy, but you are unwilling to contact us.

The first one is too arrogant, you have to be proud. If you are not arrogant, you will be underestimated and coveted by wolves.

When Yang Yan Sect openly wins people's hearts and is ready to go, Haotian Sect can only stand alone at the forefront of fighting against the demonic path with the attitude of the righteous leader.

Use power to suppress people? Rely on the strong to bully the weak? Familiar with far and near attack? Treat small sects as cannon fodder?

It’s so ridiculous. Cultivation is not about fighting. Could it be that others are fools. It’s never the first place to be good at everything. The eyes of the cultivator are brighter than those of the fool.

Yangyan Sect, as the sect with the largest power and widest connections, is still not as good as Haotian Sect except for the number of top experts. The comprehensive strength and potential are not much worse than the latter, even among the same ones. However, he was the leader of Yangyan Sect, but he was willing to be the second.

It’s not that Yang Yan Sect has the intention to compete with Haotian Sect for the edge. However, before the accumulation of foundation is enough and the determination to win is absolutely sure, no one dares to directly challenge the majesty of Haotian Sect.

When two strong people fight, the fisherman will benefit. Cultivation is not about practicing martial arts. It has a reputation that attracts enough disciples. If you fight, you will be able to last forever. Cultivation requires qualifications, opportunities, and even misty cause and effect. First, it is the biggest cause and effect in itself!

All along, the most outstanding people always join the Haotian Sect. It is not surprising that they are the number one.

However, the number of true secondary masters is growing faster than that of Yangyan Sect. The cause and effect of the world's number one is too heavy and too chaotic. I don't know how many geniuses and geniuses die halfway because of the chaotic cause and effect. On the contrary, the second in the world is much better, and enjoy the cool under the tree.

Cultivation is not about planting flowers in a greenhouse, but how many disciples are there to overcome all obstacles along the way?

The power of the country will be united for a long time, and the throne of the world will be divided. The same is true for the world's number one throne. You sit and I sit and everyone sit. This is the right reason. When it is prosperous and declining, the rest will be replaced. No one will doubt it. Maybe ten thousand years or twenty thousand years later, the word "golden light" on the cliff of the mountain gate of Yangyan Sect will be removed. Even Haotian Sect has never doubted that the general trend is like this.

But who could have expected that an unintentional action would make the moment that Yang Yan Sect was looking forward to was extended indefinitely!

The peace of tens of thousands of years has long turned the Yangyan Sect’s mountain protection formation into a mountain protection illusion array. It has always been a self-destruction to attack other people’s mountains and to eliminate demons and protect the way. He is the second best in the world, but never thought that he would let the outsiders attack his own mountain gate?

Unless the Haotian Sect is in trouble and the sect is coming, the Haotian Sect, which really turns against the righteous path, will only be besieged by groups and disappear. Therefore, this possibility does not exist at all.

When the Thunder Dragon broke through the sky, when the leader of the Yangyan Sect, Mo Xiao, stood proudly on the cliff of the mountain gate, looking at the direction of Haotian Sect, the dragon roar shocked everyone and was at a loss!
To be continued...