If you can’t become a son-in-law, you have to be destined to become a saint. Chapter 150: With a sword on the waist, holding a proud heart, this trip is full of strength!
Chapter 150: With a sword on the waist, holding a proud heart, this trip is full of strength!
The boy in blue shirt walked proudly on the dragon dance street.
Even in the cold night, the awe-inspiring spirit and high-spirited sword spirit that bloomed from him were like a bright lamp, shining brightly.
The sword energy on the black sandalwood sword seemed to be fused with the strong aura, becoming more and more powerful, like the burning weeds in the wilderness. Once it burned, it was overwhelming and could not be extinguished.
In the General's Mansion facing the street, the murderous aura of the sword-wielding soldiers is overflowing. If you are an ordinary person, even if you are a divine fire or an innate, your soul will feel like it is falling when faced with the murderous aura of so many armored soldiers rising into the sky.
The furnace, energy and blood are also like falling into the cold abyss, and I feel great pressure.
This is the horror of military killings.
In the battle formation, soldiers with blood-stained hands are overwhelming and mighty. Shouting in unison can shatter the spirit of the strong and destroy the brave spirit of the martial arts monks.
But at this moment...
Many soldiers were standing in front of various mansions. Seeing Lu Jing approaching with great force, heading to the deepest part of Wulong Street, these soldiers wanted to use this killing spirit and military formation spirit to ask where Lu Jing came from.
!Also tell him not to be rude!
But when the great righteousness and sharp sword intent in Lu Jing's body rippled out, the young man was like an eternal flame, only burning brightly and paying no attention to the killing storm they were brewing.
The brilliant sword energy even shook away this heavy pressure.
Lu Jing was still walking on Wulong Street, still dragging the body with his left hand, and the black sandalwood sword on his waist was still shining without any impact.
And the soldiers in the more than ten generals' mansions seemed to have changed from brave soldiers who intimidated him to guards standing on both sides of the road to welcome Lu Jing!
This scene also fell into the eyes of more people.
Except for Pei Yingui, Nan Heyu, and General Holding the Star.
In the East Palace of Taixuan Palace, Prince Yu Zhuoxian stood in front of a rockery. On the lake under the rockery, the scene of Lu Jing walking on the Dragon Dance Street was reflected. His eyes flashed with thunder, and his heroic face showed some admiration.
In the same Taixuan Palace, in the Zhuzhong Palace, the seventh prince put down a book in his hand, and a female official beside him whispered in his ear.
The Seventh Prince, who had always been calm and composed, felt a little irritable for no reason. A cold wind blew through the bamboo palace in the spring-like place all year round, and many bamboo leaves fell off.
The chief minister's residence on Qingyun Street, the library and the Self-cultivation Tower, and even the indescribable Taixian Palace... all those in high positions were watching this scene in unison.
"Lu Jing is still young, but he is a bit brave."
In the Zhongshan Hou Mansion, Jing Wushuang, who was personally feeding the dragon and horse, did not turn around, but already understood the scene on the Dragon Dance Street and whispered softly.
The dragon horse, covered in dragon scales, with flames on its feet and dragon horns on its head, neighed in response to its unique master.
In the Hengshan Mansion not far from Wulong Street, the Crown Prince of Qi, Gu Chenxiao, grinned, with interest in his eyes, stood up, and walked towards a secret room.
………..
"At Lu Jing's age, he is able to stir up the turmoil in Taixuan Capital, and yet he is able to attract so much attention... It reminds me of the Marquis of Zhongshan when I was young, and even reminds me of the man wearing a white sword in Xuandu a long time ago." Taixuan.
Sheng Ruzhou, the second assistant of the Shu Pavilion, was sitting in the high hall. In front of him, someone told him about the scene of Wulong Street.
In the Sheng Mansion on Changning Street, Sheng Ruzhou sighed, couldn't help but look in the direction of Sheng Zi's boudoir, and sighed.
If Lu Jing hadn't been so brilliant, he wouldn't have touched people's hearts so much!
Under the many attentive attentions and the ferocious power of those soldiers, Lu Jing still walked to the front of the Li family's courtyard in Xuandu.
In Shaozhu's mansion, the Holy King granted him the honor of carving a statue of a heavenly dragon on the door of the mansion.
The dragon genus in the world has a very high status. Among the five dragon palaces, there is only one central dragon king with the status of heavenly dragon.
People often use the metaphor of a heavenly dragon to subjugate the thirteen princes, so the fight between the crown prince and the seventh prince is considered by many to be a fight between heavenly dragons.
The dragons carved in front of Shaozhu's mansion are even celestial dragons, which shows how extraordinary Li Guanlong's status is in this great Fuxuan capital.
Lu Jing came with the corpse, and there was no fear on his face. However, the six guards guarding the door glared at Lu Jing, and all the knives on their waists were unsheathed.
When the sword was at stake, the door of Li's house in Xuandu opened wide, but a female voice came from it.
"Mr. Lu Jing, this is a big
Fu Shaozhu's mansion, if you want to visit, all you need to do is send me a name card. Isn't it too rude to bring a corpse?"
"Unfortunately today, the head of the family went to Zhuxing Mountain with many powerful men in the house but did not return. The third and fourth young masters also went to the Duke of Chu's house and were not in the house.
There is only Wuhuang in this mansion today, so if you can’t entertain guests, please go back, sir.”
This is the voice of Li Wuhuang, the second lady of the Li family. The Holy Lord has already given her a marriage. The seventh prince will marry Li Wuhuang after he opens his palace.
She will also become the prince's concubine!
Lu Jing, who was standing in front of the door, heard the sound, his expression remained unchanged, and he gently threw the severed body in his hand. The body fell on the green bricks in front of the door, making a dull sound.
"Today, Lu Jing is here to give gifts."
His voice was calm and naturally had a gentleness to it.
The Li Mansion in Xuandu was silent, and Li Wuhuang did not continue to speak.
Watching this scene, Nan Heyu and General Holding Star looked at each other. The star points on General Holding Star's white star mask flowed more slowly.
Pei Yingui's moon arrow floating silently in the air also showed a slight halo.
At this moment, most of the people watching this scene did not understand what Lu Jing meant.
At this moment, Lu Jing heard an expressionless expression: "Lu left Taixuanjing today to send his old friend to the north. He was assassinated by a gangster on the way. He mentioned in his words that he was under the command of the Li family in Xuandu and was ordered to come here."
…Kill me!”
One word creates a thousand waves!
In front of the Li family in Xuandu, six guards armed with swords roared out their energy and blood, pressing towards Lu Jing like a huge wave. Their naked killing intent invaded, and it was like a strong wind blowing on Wulong Street.
Mr. Lu Jing, what do you mean?"
Li Wuhuang's voice came from the mansion again, becoming even colder: "I would like to ask Mr. Lu Jing to make it clear about this matter. This is Wulong Street, and this is the residence of Shaozhu Kingdom. Even if Mr.
Even the young prodigy cannot say these unclear words."
Li Wuhuang's voice was also calm. Apart from being indifferent, there was no hint of anger.
But as soon as her calm voice came out, the violent wind on Wulong Street immediately became more violent!
Thick vitality and turbulent blood flowed out from the mansions on both sides of Wulong Street. The Shaozhu Palace was still like an abyss, but it seemed like a sleeping dragon pool.
Wolong opened his eyes, and all the beasts beside the pool roared.
The clouds and mist in the sky rippled because of this terrifying aura. Originally, covered by clouds and mist, there were no stars or moon.
When the powerful wind blew through the clouds and mist, streaks of moonlight fell down, falling on the streets of Wulong Street and on Lu Jing's body.
The terrible storm and its grandeur completely fell on Lu Jing. The green bricks under Lu Jing's feet shattered in an instant, and the cracks spread like spider webs.
Only after Lu Jingyuan Shen, the Great Sage Yantian, King of the Ming Dynasty, sat high, and the same thick righteousness filled the air...
He actually didn't change his expression, standing amidst this soaring pressure!
For a moment, an unspeakable atmosphere enveloped the place. Several guards guarding the door had already taken a step forward. As long as Li Wuhuang gave an order, they would use Xuan Gong to kill the offending Shaozhu Mansion.
young man.
However, Lu Jing stood motionless. After a long time...
He smiled casually and said, "Lu Jing hasn't finished speaking yet, so why should Miss Wuhuang be so nervous?"
"There are many senior generals and meritorious soldiers on Wulong Street, but Lu Jing is just a junior...seniors, you only need to show your age and achievements, and you can beat me."
Why do you have to overwhelm me with your courage?"
Lu Lu spoke in an understatement, and his face was light and calm, as if the howling storm, blowing away the clouds and mist, could not suppress him.
Listening to what a young gentleman said.
In several mansions on both sides of the street, magical powers and mystical skills were brewing immediately. They were not just showing off their courage. They wanted to suppress Lu Jing with real power at the slightest disagreement!
However, Lu Jing was not afraid at all. He looked around and suddenly said: "This Dragon Dance Street is Xuandu Dragon Dance Street. I am the Holy Lord counting the prince's young master! I am Mr. Shulou! I am also a citizen of Dafu!
Generals, can I come to this Dragon Dance Street?"
"You are disrespectful by bringing the body here!" someone yelled: "Mr. Lu Jing
, We are all warriors, we don’t know etiquette, and sometimes we can’t help but be impulsive when our tempers rise. We are a talented young man who is one of the top students in Taixuan Jing, and he is also a scholar, so why bother with ordinary people like me?
You...just take the body and leave."
There was silence again on Wulong Street.
When Lu Jing heard these words, he still shook his head and stared at the door of the Li family in Xuandu: "Miss Wuhuang, don't be impatient. These assassins say they are under the command of the Li family in Xuandu, but I don't believe it!
The Li family of Xuandu has no enmity with me, Lu Jing, so why send someone to assassinate me? It is precisely because of my suspicion that I came here with the corpse.
If it were anyone else, he would definitely hate the Li family to the core, but I, Lu Jing, want to give a gift to the Li family, and the gift is this corpse.
With the ability of the Li family, they can naturally find out the origin of this body and wash away the dirty water that the thieves imposed on the Li family."
"Miss Wuhuang, what... do you think?"
Lu Jing's voice was loud and upright. He stood with a sword in his hand. Standing in front of the corpse, his jade-like grace was like a spear holding up the sky, impartial.
The spirit that burst out from the many generals' mansions on Wulong Street disappeared instantly, and the storm also disappeared, as if it had never appeared from the beginning to the end.
Li Wuhuang in the Li Mansion was silent for a few breaths, and finally said: "In that case, I would like to thank Mr. Lu Jing. Mr. Lu is willing to believe that it is best for the Li family. When the matter is found out, someone will naturally come to inform Mr. Lu."
Lu Jing held the hilt of the black sandalwood sword at his waist and nodded slowly: "This matter will be left to the Shaozhu Mansion. Even if the investigation becomes clearer, there is no need to inform me. It is just a small matter, so it doesn't matter."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked away.
The assassination of the Shenhuo monk was just a trivial matter?
The headless corpse was lying in front of the Li Mansion. The wound on the neck, which had been frozen, somehow melted away from the ice, and hot blood flowed from it, dyeing the white snow in front of the door red.
At this moment, the eyes of General Holding the Star, who was standing on the locust tree in the distance, shone brightly, and he said with a crisp smile: "Mr. Lu Jing...you are so brave. Even a divine fire monk cannot kill you."
Nan Heyu's expression suddenly changed.
Lu Jing also stopped and followed the sound.
From a distance, Lu Jing saw two women standing on the locust tree, looking at her from a distance. One of the women looked away when he saw him looking over.
The woman who spoke loudly and saluted him just now was still wearing a starlight mask on her face.
Lu Jing was confused and saluted him. After thinking for a while, he turned to the Li family in Xuandu and said, "These are some clues. The assassin is a Void Realm monk with the first level of divine fire.
There is also a killing puppet, and now I am afraid it has turned into a ball of flesh and blood. Miss Wuhuang might as well start from now on..."
Kill the puppets!
The weakest puppet-killing puppets have combat power comparable to the first phase of the gods.
One kills the puppet, and another divine fire monk comes to assassinate.
This Lu Jing was actually unscathed and even killed the Divine Fire cultivator...
No matter what force wanted to kill Mr. Lu Jing, he lost a puppet-killer and a sacred fire cultivator, but Lu Jing was safe and sound. This price is enough to make any high-ranking person heartbroken.
There was still silence in the Li family's mansion.
And inside the Li family's mansion, Li Wuhuang was sitting in front of a black guqin, her calm face still unable to suppress the...anger in her eyebrows, and soon there was a hint of loneliness in her eyebrows.
"I let him down." Li Wuhuang shook his head, couldn't help but close his eyes deeply, and then slowly opened them, and then his eyes were full of light: "But Lu Jing, how did he find out about this puppet-killing monk, the Shenhuo cultivator, and my Li family?"
related?"
She was not stupid, she would never believe that the great monk would say such unwise words...
Moreover, not to mention Da Zhi Bhikkhu, even Li Yushi and Li Zhiyun did not know the relationship between the Huai Gang, her, and the Seventh Prince.
On Wulong Street, Lu Jing mentioned the clue and turned around again.
After taking a few more steps, Lu Jing turned around again, with a hint of regret in his words: "Miss Wuhuang, Lu Jing has thought about it carefully. If you find out about this matter, it would be better to inform me."
"To be able to mobilize such combat power, he must be a high-ranking person. But Lu Jing believes that he is innocent. He has never committed any evil deeds and is worthy of others. Even if someone from Tongtian kills me for nothing, Lu Jing will not be angry."
"Young men should be heroic, and should not be cautious and cautious. Occasionally, they should also cultivate heroic anger in their chests!
When this person is found, please ask Miss Wuhuang to tell him that a god with the first phase, a god with fire and a level cannot kill Lu Jing. Lu Jing has a sword on his waist and a ray of awe in his heart. A god is born in the true palace.
The soul is seriously injured, but it is not afraid of the world."
"Lu Jing...wait for them to come and kill me again!"
As Lu Jing finished speaking, the sword on his waist suddenly shone brightly!
Fuguang's sword energy became even more blazing, and the vast sword energy flowed freely across the sky, making him extremely powerful.
Nan Heyu, who had just dodged Lu Jing's eyes, was now staring blankly at Lu Jing.
General Zhixing narrowed his eyes and said: "It seems that the person who wants to kill Mr. Lu Jing is the Li family of Xuandu, and even the seventh prince after the Li family. But I don't know why Mr. Lu Jing is so impulsive. He walks towards the Dragon Dance Street.
Once this happens, wouldn't it mean to tell the Li family that he already knows the culprit of the assassination?"
"I know why."
If Nan Heyu had realized something, he whispered to General Zhixing: "Just like what he said, a young man has a strong spirit. Lu Jing has a sword on his waist and a spirit in his heart! He is upright and upright, and he does not want to be harmed by the situation.
He wants to do this and nourish his sword energy like the sunrise supporting the light!"
General Holding the Star was startled, and suddenly jumped down from the locust tree and walked towards Lu Jing, who was walking alone.
She walked to Lu Lu and said with a smile: "Sir, this trip has offended the Tongtian family!"
Lu Jing didn't know who the visitor was, so he just said casually: "Everything has to be decided. Sometimes you offend a few people and make a few mistakes because of it. There is nothing to be afraid of.
The scariest thing is to live a life of compromise and fear, and a life of indecision."
Nan Heyu, who was still standing on the locust tree, had a cold look on his face, and there seemed to be thunder roaring in his mind that would not stop for a long time.