Before Long Er could react, three purple rays of Qi fell in the air. They were no longer soft silk threads, but lightning-fast light beams.
Long Er gritted his teeth and shot out two blasts of true energy with his palms to resist the two blasts of purple energy.
However, he had just suffered a serious injury and forced himself to exercise, and the movement of his true energy in his body was blocked. He immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood after striking two palms.
At the same time, the last ray of purple energy fell on his shoulder, instantly leaving a shocking bloody hole on Long Er's shoulder.
At this moment, Long Er's eyes turned white and he almost fainted. He completely lost his ability to resist, and the back of his head hit the floor with a bang.
Then he flopped on the ground like a dead fish, but he still didn't give up hope in his heart, shouting with difficulty: "Mr. Wei..."
This time, Mr. Wei still did not return, but two figures fell from the sky.
At this moment, Long Er felt hope, thinking that someone had finally arrived at the most critical moment.
Bang...
Bang!
Two dull voices came, and two people landed on the left and right sides of Long Er.
There's something wrong with this sound...
Long Er struggled to change his gaze and saw the grandmaster's face.
But who would have thought that this face was already bloody and bloody, and the whole body had already lost its vitality.
died?
Two grandmasters died like this?!
Long Er couldn't believe his eyes, let alone the reality in front of him.
How could the Grandmaster die so easily?
In Long Er's understanding, the grandmaster is a weakling who cannot be killed. As long as there is still breath, the grandmaster still has hope of coming back to life.
The fall of any grandmaster will inevitably be accompanied by a twists and turns story and countless life-and-death struggles...
How could he die so casually?
This was only a short quarter of an hour!
Before Long Er could figure it out, the body of the third grandmaster fell from the sky.
How could that bloody corpse smell like a master? It looked no different from a mortal.
At this moment, the fighting in the dark night seemed to have stopped. Mr. Wei, whom Long Er was expecting, was not dead, but he did not dare to stop at all. He didn't care about Long Er at all, and he disappeared without a trace.
The battle has now come to an end.
No one expected that the battle between the masters would come so quickly.
Long Er still couldn't believe it. He fell to the ground and had no strength to get up. He looked at the three dead masters beside him and murmured: "How is this possible? How is this possible?"
Min Xiner stood in front of Long Er and replied with a smile: "There is no such thing as a master in this world, we are just ordinary warriors. Today's world is no longer what it was a few decades ago, when Emperor Zu wanted to destroy
The masters of the world founded the Metropolitan Procuratorate, but they did not expect that the masters in the world would kill more and more. In this era, masters are springing up like mushrooms after a spring rain. You have long been eliminated by the times, but you still dream of standing high."
Long Er's vision was a little blurry. Even with the master's true energy, his body seemed to have no wick to burn.
In the haze, Long Er seemed to see people appearing one after another.
"One...two...three...four...five...six..."
Later, Long Er was silent. He finally understood why the helper he thought was powerful died so quickly.
Because this is a Grandmaster Legion...
Xia Shang bent down and picked up the first waist badge on the ground. Without wiping the remaining blood on it, he held it high and said nothing.
Under the dark night, with Xia and Shang as the center of the circle, row after row of people knelt down and shouted the same sentence.
"See the First Lord."
…
The story of this night happened more than expected.
By the time Li Xiangyang heard the news and returned to the capital, it was already noon the next day.
Everything in the capital was as usual, and not many people seemed to know what happened last night.
It seems that the capital city is still enveloped in peace and tranquility.
However, Xia Shang had resigned from the position of director of the treasury and returned to the Metropolitan Procuratorate.
Just after noon, Xia Shang was personally entering the new list of Metropolitan Procuratorate personnel.
All the main staff are staying in the hospital, and we don't know what arrangements the adults will have when they return.
There is news from outside.
"My lord, the prince is here to visit."
Xia Shang, who was a little sleepy, suddenly became energetic, dropped the pen in his hand, and hurriedly shouted: "Please come quickly."
As soon as he finished speaking, the prince had already led people to the Yamen.
The people who follow the prince
There are quite a few, but looking at a few of the acquaintances, one can tell that the prince is well prepared for coming this time.
Jin Niang, Jian Ruo, and Mr. Wei from last night are still injured and look very bad.
As soon as Li Xiangyang entered, everyone's atmosphere became tense. You looked at me, I looked at you, and the air was filled with a depressive smell.
Li Xiangyang walked very fast, and when he saw Xia Shangduan sitting in the hall, he couldn't help but frown, and then immediately stopped.
Xia Shang looked at the other party, paused again, and then stood up: "See His Highness the Crown Prince."
Li Xiangyang's brows furrowed even more tightly, with a sullen face. He looked Xia Shang up and down for a long time, and finally said with a sneer: "Master Xia, you are very quick to strike."
"It's just dealing with internal matters within the Metropolitan Procuratorate. There's no need for the prince to worry."
"Xia Shang, it seems that I have underestimated you."
"What is the prince saying? Why can't I understand it?" Xia Shang smiled and handed over his hand again, "The prince came just in time. I have some trouble at hand and I want to ask the prince to help me.
"
"What's up?"
"Although the Metropolitan Procuratorate has never had any contact with the imperial court, the current Metropolitan Procuratorate has abandoned the old system. When it comes to the appointment of the first master, it is still based on the appointment of the imperial court. The lower official was originally from the Ministry of Household Affairs.
The person in charge has now returned to the Metropolitan Procuratorate and taken over this brand. I would like to ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to make a simple statement and ask the court to give him a formal appointment."
After hearing Xia Shang's words, Li Xiangyang's face turned green and he pointed at Xia Shang and froze for a long time.
"Okay! Okay! This is indeed a smooth favor, and I will not be stingy."
"Thank you very much, Prince."
"..."
There was a moment of silence.
"His Royal Highness, do you have anything else to do? If there is nothing else, I will be busy with other things."
Li Xiangyang glanced at the people here, and all those surrounding Xia Shang were masters.
When Li Xiangyang came, he didn't think about what he wanted to say to Xia Shang. He was just shocked and angry when he heard the news. He thought he should say something, so he came.
But he never thought of having a conflict with Xia Shang.
Only fools start conflicts!
Li Xiangyang was stunned for a moment, then he held up his sleeves in frustration, turned around and shouted: "Let's go!"