"Young master, that's that boy. He is the useless young master from the Luotian Holy Sect."
On the street not far away, a man in gray clothes said to the young man in gorgeous clothes next to him.
The young man looked at Xiang Chen with a bit of coldness in his eyes.
"How can such a person be worthy of Yushan?" He saw Xiang Chen and an old man on the street talking and laughing, and he looked down on the other party more and more.
"Let's go, follow me to meet this useless young master from the Luotian Holy Sect." He snorted coldly, holding a folding fan, and walked towards Xiang Chen with a few people.
He came to Xiang Chen's side, and when he was passing by, he suddenly spit out a mouthful of phlegm, which happened to be spit into Xiang Chen's casserole.
Xiang Chen looked at the phlegm floating in the casserole, his eyes turned cold, and he turned to look at the person next to him.
"When your mother gave birth to you, didn't you give birth to your mouth properly?"
Xiang Chen cursed directly.
"Boy, what did you say?"
"How dare you talk to our young master like that."
Several people who looked like guards around the young man looked furious and scolded Xiang Chen.
"Master Zheng Jin." The face of the old man running the stall changed, and he obviously recognized who this was.
When hanging out in the imperial capital, you must remember the appearance of the local dignitaries, lest you seek death and run into them.
The old man quickly sent a message to Xiang Chen: "Xiang Xiaoyou, this man is Zheng Jin, the son of the Minister of War. I don't want to offend him."
After transmitting the message, the old man quickly saluted respectfully: "Meet Mr. Zheng."
Zheng Jincai was too lazy to pay attention to an old man and looked at Xiang Chen with cold eyes: "Boy, are you Xiang Chen?"
Xiang Chen said indifferently: "It's your father. You spit in my casserole. How do you plan to compensate?"
The old man's expression changed. He had already warned him. Xiang Chen was still so ruthless, which showed that Xiang Chen was also a person of extraordinary origin.
He retreated silently without leaving a trace. If this was a fight between gods, don't implicate a little person like yourself.
Zheng Jin was so angry that his face was livid, what this bastard said was really harmful.
"Asshole, I just want to talk to you. If you dare to insult me so arrogantly, do you think this is your Luotian Holy Sect..."
Bang!
Before he finished speaking, Xiang Chen's hands were extremely fast, he grabbed the casserole and slammed it hard on his face. The phlegm and the soup and water in the casserole all hit Zheng Jin's face.
This scene shocked the people in the surrounding streets and stunned them.
Then, with the speed of light, all the people on the street disappeared and moved away from here.
Many people even directly activated the building's defensive formations.
On the quality of melon-eating people!!
Xiang Chen slammed the casserole on his face and said impatiently: "If I had already beaten you to death in the Luotian Holy Sect, why would I wait for you to force me to do it?
Obviously, you are here to cause trouble for me, tell me, why do you want to offend your father?"
"you wanna die!"
Zheng Jin was angry and struck out with a palm,
boom……!
The quasi-sage reached his peak with a palm, violently blasting towards Xiang Chen, and this palm hit Xiang Chen's body hard.
Xiang Chen let out an exaggerated scream, and then spit out a large mouthful of blood. He was knocked away and hit the building on the street, and the defensive formation was cracked.
Zheng Jin was stunned for a moment, and then his face became even more disdainful.
"Ah...it hurts so much, I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to die..." Xiang Chen lay on the ground, covering his chest and screaming repeatedly.
Zheng Jin sneered and said: "You are a waste. People like you should go back to your Luotian Holy Sect. Are you worthy of marrying Princess Yushan? Bah!"
Xiang Chen, who was lying on the ground, sneered when he heard this, and now he understood that he was jealous of women.
But come to think of it, for a person like Princess Yushan, few of her powerful disciples and suitors would be sorry for her beauty and status.
"Boy, if you mess with me, you will be in trouble. Look at how I will kill you if I touch the porcelain pit."
Xiang Chen sneered in his heart, then lay on the ground and shouted in pain: "Oh...it's a murder!!
The son of the Minister of War has killed someone. I am the young sect leader of the Luotian Holy Sect. I came here for the sake of peace and to join forces with the Luotian Empire to fight against foreign enemies.
I didn’t expect the son of the Minister of War to treat me like this. He was trying to sow discord between our Luotian Holy Sect and the Luotian Empire!
Ah... I killed someone, my elbow... my ridge cap, my soul are almost broken..."
Zheng Jin, who was still sneering at first, immediately stiffened his smile.
The people watching from a distance started to talk about it.
"He is the young sect leader of the Luotian Holy Sect? The one who wants to marry Princess Yong'an?"
"This person...why is he so weak..."
"How can this person be worthy of a princess?"
"Don't say that. They came here for peace and to fight against the invaders with us."
"Zheng Jin, the son of the Minister of War, must be too confused to understand the importance. How could he take action against the Luotian Holy Sect?"
The people were talking a lot, and Zheng Jin had angry expressions on his face after hearing this.
And in the palace of Princess Yongan.
The news here came immediately, in just a few breaths.
In the study, Princess Yushan of Yong'an was reading the book of war. Suddenly, Cai Lan, the personal maid next to her, whispered: "Your Highness, something happened. That Xiang Chen was beaten by Zheng Jin."
Princess Yushan frowned slightly, continued to read the book, and said calmly: "Did he fight back?"
"No, I was slapped and fell to the ground."
Princess Yushan's face showed disdain: "Trash."
But after she finished speaking, she remembered what Xiang Chen had said before. After a moment of hesitation, she put down the book and said, "Let's go see the excitement."
street
Crowded.
Xiang Chen lay on the ground and kept wailing.
The crowd and the people were all talking about it.
Zheng Jin looked ugly and shouted angrily: "You fart!"
"You are also a quasi-sage. I didn't use magic in that palm. How could it be so serious?"
He was a little panicked. He originally just wanted to teach Xiang Chen a lesson. He was not a fool, and he didn't want to bear the heinous crime of destroying the alliance between the Luotian Empire and the Luotian Holy Sect.
"Ah... you, you are so vicious, you, your palm power actually poisoned me!! Puff... puff puff..."
Xiang Chen suddenly vomited black poisonous blood from his mouth, and the poisonous blood fell to the ground and corroded and emitted black smoke.
Zheng Jin was stunned and retorted angrily: "I didn't. You framed me with false accusations. Don't slander me!"
"I came here with the great mission of the two parties to join hands in peace to fight against foreign enemies. I didn't expect that I would be sniped and killed by a dandy like you.
Ah...Is this the attitude of the Luotian Empire? I want to return to the sect, and I want to tell my father...ahem...poof..."
Xiang Chen clutched his chest and twitched on the ground, vomiting poisonous blood.
Yue Mei also cried and hugged Xiang Chen: "There is no justice. Zheng Jin, the son of the Minister of War of the Luotian Empire, killed our young master of the Luotian Holy Sect!!
This is to destroy the alliance and cause internal strife within Luo Tian."
"Ah, Young Sect Master, what's wrong with you? Young Sect Master, please don't die, wake up!"
