"What." The master was shocked, suppressing the emotion in his eyes, and said: "Hey, that's all, people live for a lifetime, and grass and trees fall for a while, but in the end, they will die. The princess has a stubborn character and has many enemies, so she died in the hands of her enemies.
, it’s not a rare thing.”
Meng Xuanqing took a sip of tea, glanced at the Master, and said, "Why don't you drink tea? How about I pour it for you?"
"Thank you, I'm not thirsty yet." The master said calmly, thinking clearly in his heart: How can I dare to drink tea in front of you, a poison master, who doesn't know that you can poison me without anyone noticing.
He was silent for a moment and said, "Is it painful for the princess to die?"
"I don't know about that." Meng Xuanqing sipped her tea and said, "Anyway, he was burned alive in the sea of fire. His voice was hoarse from shouting before he died. In the end, thousands of arrows were buried in his heart. As for whether it hurts or not, I don't know.
I know, then you have to ask Her Highness the Princess under the Nine Springs."
The master's eyelids were beating violently, suppressing the anger in his heart, and it took him a long time to regain his composure.
"Have the princess's remains been properly buried?"
"Where are the remains?" Meng Xuanqing said: "It was burned to ashes in a fire. Didn't I tell you just now that the princess was stabbed by thousands of arrows, and in the end several kilograms of arrows were burned into the body."
After saying that, Meng Xuanqing filled the tea cup and stared at the Master's face.
The master's face turned from white to green, from green to red, and his cheeks twitched slightly.
Boom.
He slapped his hand heavily on the table, stood up on the spot, and yelled: "The princess has a daughter of gold, even if she deserves to die, she shouldn't do such a cruel thing. I am really angry, and I am angry."
"
Meng Xuanqing sipped her tea, looked at her heart with her eyes, and her mouth with her heart, and kept her mouth shut.
When the Master was young, he had a nickname, called the red-faced scholar. He was full of benevolence, righteousness, and morality, but he was always full of murder and arson. He would point his sword at each other, and would kill people all over the house if he disagreed with him. That is to say, now that he is older, he has cultivated his moral character, and he looks much kinder and kinder on the outside.
.
Of course, it only looks like it on the outside. It is said that the country is easy to change and the nature is hard to change, but the things deep inside are not easy to change.
And he was the prince of the Lu Kingdom, and the old nun in white was the princess of Xishu. There was a lingering love affair between the prince and the princess. However, both of their personalities were of the fiery Vajra type. Although they could be regarded as lovers, they were interested in concubines.
There were more arguments when they got along, so the matter was settled. My wife never married, which may not be without this reason.
Indeed, among the original group of people, Meng Xuanqing had a better temper.
"Who killed the princess?" The master gritted his teeth, his eyes spitting fire, and the energy of the red-faced scholar in the past came out again.
"Hey, there is only one life and one autumn, and no one is dead. You... have to be more open-minded." Meng Xuanqing picked up the teacup again.
Snapped.
The tea cup in Meng Xuanqing's hand was taken away by the master and smashed into pieces, and he cursed: "The thief and I have a hatred for one day and two days, three rivers and four seas. If I don't kill him to avenge the princess, how can I be a human being?"
"You have a very short temper." Meng Xuanqing said, "That person's background is not simple, and his abilities are not weak either."
"Hahaha." The master looked up to the sky and laughed: "My Wanjuan Mountain is based on the East China Sea, and I have disciples all over the world. There are so many masters in the mountain. I am afraid of someone coming. Come on, tell me who killed the princess."
"Do you really want to know?"
"really."
"Okay, okay, I will tell you. The thief who killed the princess is the lord of Qinchuan, the notorious toad king Cheng Dalei in the world."
"Ah, it's him." The master was startled and sat back on the chair.
"Why, you don't dare anymore, and you are scared out of your wits when you mention his name?"
The Master snorted coldly: "I was about to kill him, but the distance between the northwest and the East China Sea is too far. Although there is news that he has come to the East China Sea, the East China Sea is so big that it may not be easy to find him."
"You don't have to worry about this. It's easy to find him."
"What, you know where he is?"
"Of course." Meng Xuanqing sneered coldly: "This person is not in the horizon, but right in front of you. At this moment, he is in your academy."
The Master was startled and said: "He is..."
…
Yan Bugui was surrounded by three masters. Although he did not have Cheng Dalei's ability, the masters knew who was there as soon as they took action. As soon as the three people appeared, they blocked his escape route. Everyone put on a defensive posture and stood still.
There is no flaw there.
Tsk…
Yan Bugui sighed, but his face didn't change much. He held the hilt of the sword and pulled out the sword to protect it in front of him.
"Who will die?"
"Little thief, last time you and I couldn't tell the winner, this time you have a good fight with me."
Zhang Liu also had a fiery temper and rushed up with a big stick. The two fought together, and the fight was inseparable. Zhang Liu hit the door bar with one stick, specializing in hitting Yan Bugui's waist, calves, shoulders, and head.
The stick is like a dragon making waves in the sea, it is menacing and its power cannot be underestimated.
Yan Bugui was also determined to die. He used heavy swordsmanship to attack more than to attack and defend. He had a heavy sword weighing fifty-one kilograms, and his speed was not slowed down at all. Both of them used fast to fight fast, and strong attacks against strong attacks.
It was true that they met their opponents in chess and met talented people, and neither of them took advantage of each other. Song Hanzhi and Ma Meng, for example, had no chance to intervene for a while.
Song Hanzhi couldn't find a chance to intervene, but Ma Meng had no way to intervene. He came out at night, so he couldn't get up at night with a sword. Now with his bare hands, he didn't dare to pick up Yan Bugui's heavy sword.
Song Hanzhi saw that the battle between the two could not be decided for the moment, so he stepped forward to help in the battle in no hurry. He kept shouting and shouting, which was a message to the disciples in the academy.
When everyone arrives, set up the academy's seventy-two sword formations. Even if Yan Bugui is the Great Luo Jinxian, he must stay here.
Yan Bugui also understands this. At this moment, he no longer dares to have any intention of despising the academy. If he doesn't leave now, when the masters from the academy arrive, he will not be able to leave again.
It was almost impossible to break out from Zhang Liu. Yan Bugui turned his eyes around and stared at Ma Meng.
It was so strange for Ma Meng to stand there, his face trembling, his legs tightly clamped, as if he was enduring something.
Look up and down, look left and right, no matter how you look at it, you are a flaw.
Yan Bugui shouted loudly, forced Zhang Liu back with a forceful attack, and raised his sword to attack Song Hanzhi. This was a false move. After Song Hanzhi and Zhang Liu defended him, his body suddenly bent and he slashed at Ma Meng with his sword.
Ma Meng has really reached a critical moment. By coincidence, Yan Bugui focuses on him to break out of the encirclement. Normally, Ma Meng would not be afraid of Yan Bugui, but today's events are really not good for him.
It was also a man who was forced into a desperate situation and was forced to use his potential. He put his palms together and forcefully caught Yan Bugui's heavy sword.