If You Can’t Be a Son-in-law, You Have To Be Sanctified

  Chapter 386 Prince, prince, die for me

   "Jing Guogong... rebellion!"

  The news this time was like a stormy sea, shaking Tai Xuanjing.

  The Nanguo mansion was in chaos, and Nan Tinggui, who had just recovered a bit, didn't even want to stay in bed, so he yelled at Nan Yuexiang, and went to find Nan Xuehu who had been hanging out with Lu Jingshu all along!

  Nan Heyu, who had just returned from the Valley of the Dead not long ago and was shocked to hear about the happy event between Lu Jing and Qingyue, was also grounded by Nanlaogong.

  The weed-cutting knife lent to Lu Jing by the Nanguo government made everyone in the Nanfu frightened.

  In addition, the reason why Nan Tinggui was able to continue his life was because of the Taichong Dragon Horn given by Lu Jing.

  Although no one has ever pointed it out, in fact, ever since Nan Fengmian, the sixth son of Nanfu, became sworn brothers with Lu Jing, and Nanlao Guogong personally apologized to Lu Jing, the relationship between Nanguo Gongfu and Jing Guogong has actually been different.

   The two phases seem to be a bit disgusting, but in fact they are connected together because of many people and things.

  Nan Fengmian, Nan Tinggui's life, Grass Chopper, Taichong Longjun Longjiao, Nan Xuehu... and Nan Heyu who had a marriage contract with Lu Jing a long time ago.

  Nan Laogong was thankful that these many things had already eased the resentment in Lu Jing's heart, but now these things have become Mount Tai, which is very likely to overwhelm the Nanguo government.

   "Father, what should I do? The grass-cutting knife is still in the hands of Mr. Lu Jing."

  Before the big crouching Juyue rockery, Nan Tinggui looked helpless, he only felt that the dark sky today was just like his mood.

   "Mr. Jing Guo has a great future, and he deserves to have endless glory and wealth, but he doesn't know what went wrong. Maybe it's Mr. Guanqi..."

  Nan stopped to return and did not finish.

  Nan Laogong just glanced at him, which made him dare not say anything.

   "Everyone has their own choice, and the Taixuan Palace is cloudy and rainy, and the sky is full of stars, so I don't know what happened.

  Since the Holy Monarch never forced me to wait, my Nanguo government just put on a show. "

  Old Duke Nan raised his eyes: "There are good and bad changes in the world, for example, just after the spiritual tide passed last time, my flesh, muscles and bones washed by the spiritual tide in the past are throbbing again and again.

  The next spiritual wave is approaching, and the Holy King will not blame me for this matter. "

   "The spiritual wave is approaching..." Nan Tinggui's mind was confused, which was both a good thing and a bad thing.

"Then do you want Nan Xuehu to take back the grass cutter?" Nan Tinggui asked, he rarely saw such a big battle, and since he hadn't recovered from his illness for a long time, he didn't have the confidence to do many things, so he asked Habitually consult Nanlao Guogong.

  But never thought that the old man Nan, who has always been like a mirror, hesitated.

   After a few breaths, Nan Laoguo turned around and returned to the East Hall.

   "Don't let Nan Xuehu go, just send someone to Yanglu Street, just put on a show.

  I am the master of the Nanguo government, so I promise a thousand gold.

  In the past, I couldn't stand Lu Jing, but later he gradually became popular. I personally went to find him to reconcile and settle the past.

  He climbed up, and I asked Nan Xuehu to lend him the grass-cutting knife.

   Now that something has changed, if I rush to add insult to injury, it is inevitable that some villains will behave. "

  Nan Tinggui had some reluctance in his eyes: "The Grass-Chopping Knife is a first-grade famous knife, and it is also a family treasure...He is born to represent the Nan family. If Lu Jing kills people with the Grass-Chopping Knife, our Nanfu cannot escape the blame."

  Old Duke Nan gave Nan Tinggui a cold look, and Nan Tinggui shrank his head.

  Even though he was over forty years old, he was still afraid of his little old father.

   "If you are more aggressive, how can this grass-cutting knife be placed in the ancestral temple all the time?"

"The only one who is up-to-date is an eccentric master who doesn't want to inherit my great family business. Putting the cut grass in my Nanfu will ruin the reputation of the sword. It's better to follow Mr. Lu Jing, at least there is still room for unsheathing." .”

  …

  Sheng Zi had just returned to Beijing when she heard such news that made her feel overwhelmed.

   It was like a storm swept through her mind, causing her to panic.

  On Changning Street, Ning Qiang, Lu Yi, and Lu Qiong all rushed to look for Ning Qiang, and even Princess Xianyou also came to inquire.

   "I don't know what happened in the palace. I went to the palace gate, but the palace gate was closed tightly. Even I can only enter tomorrow."

  Princess Xianyou glanced at Sheng Zi, her eyes were a little dark.

A long time ago, when Lu Jing was still in the Lu Mansion and was taken to the Taixuan Mansion, Sheng Zi went into the palace in a panic to look for her. Two years passed in a flash. Two years later, the nobleman Jing Guo However, such a thing happened to Lu Jing, the father-in-law.

  But this time, who should Sheng Zi go looking for?

Lu Yi and Ning Qiang's faces were full of tears. Lu Qiong has been a little weird these days, hanging out with some great monks all day long, but he is still that innocent boy. Something happened to Lu Jing, which also made him feel strange. Very anxious.

   "How could Lu Jing rebel?"

   "This is Taixuanjing. There are countless troops and countless practitioners. Now that the palace has issued an order, I don't know how many practitioners will take action. No matter how strong Lu Jing is, I'm afraid it won't help."

  Princess Xianyou sighed, she didn't want to say this at first, but seeing that there was still hope in Sheng Zi's eyes, she had to say it again.

  Always give Sheng Zi some preparations, otherwise if Lu Jing really dies, Sheng Zi is afraid...

   "The son of love is the most difficult to understand. Jing Guogong has a wedding date. Even if Sheng Zi is in Sanghuai Mansion, she must have heard about it on the way home, but she is still so worried."

  At this moment, Su Zhaoshi, the eldest son of Dazhu Kingdom, also hurried over.

  After all these years, maybe because the sweetheart is in Taixuanjing, but the two can't meet each other, Su Zhaoshi lost a little bit of weight, he came in a brocade suit, and there was worry in his eyes.

"Su Xuan's army has sealed off the city, and General Xingxing, who was befriended by Mr. Lu Jing, was forced to patrol the streets. Now it seems that he has gone to Yanglu Street again. The city defenders have ordered the people in the city to go home. Don't go out today. "

  Princess Xianyou was a little surprised: "Such a big fight?"

Su Zhaoshi said softly: "Don't forget, Mr. Lu Jing gathered two thousand high-ranking guests and killed the immortals. It is widely rumored in Taixuan Jing that he killed an immortal from the Eighth Realm in the Valley of the Dead. Even if the immortal died at his hands, no matter how big Taixuanjing's battle is, it is not an exaggeration."

  Princess Xianyou clicked her tongue and said: "Who would have thought that the **** in the past could practice so much as today? Heaven and man of the eight realms! No one in the world can match."

   "But... why did he rebel?"

Princess Xianyou spoke like this, and Lu Yi on the side suddenly looked like a cat whose tail had been trampled on: "Third brother Lu has no soldiers and horses, no real power, and he has just set a wedding date, so how could he rebel? Someone framed!"

Ning Qiang also wants to speak, Princess Xianyou is used to domineering, Lu Yi, a little daughter of General Shenxiao's family, dares to refute her, she subconsciously frowned, and wanted to reprimand, but Sheng Zi seemed to wake up again , she looked directly at Princess Xianyou, and asked: "Eighth Realm Heavenly Man, can you escape from Taixuanjing?"

  Princess Xianyou saw Sheng Zi who had played with her since childhood, her heart softened, she didn't say much, just shook her head towards Sheng Zi.

  Su Zhaoshi was silent for a while, and finally looked at the cloudy and rainy sky that was overwhelming Taixuanjing: "This is Taixuanjing, the center of Dafu.

  Although the Eight Realms are rare, they are not invincible after all. "

  Sheng Zi's body trembled: "Father left the house in a hurry, maybe there is a turning point."

  Su Zhaoshi did not lie: "Sheng Cifu did not enter the palace, but went to Qingyun Street."

  Sheng Zi's face turned pale immediately, and there was only one thought in her heart that made her breathless: "Lu Jing...is going to die."

  …

  At the mansion of the Chief Assistant of Qingyun Mansion.

  The short-clothed man was squatting at the gatehouse with his sleeves folded, the old white bull arched him, his eyes a bit lonely.

  The short-clothed man turned his head, glanced at the East Hall of the mansion, and raised his hand to touch the old white cow's horns.

   "Forcing people to death, I don't know what good it is for this world and this great disaster."

"Originally all that is needed is to let Duke Jing grow up peacefully, and he wants to let all the talents in the world enter the chess game. However, Duke Jing is a fierce and stubborn man, who is not like others, and is quite a bullfighting young man. Possessive, such a young man wants to die with perseverance and gratitude like Mr. Fourth, this is really... a dirty thing."

  The short-clothed man whispered silently, seeing the white bull pushing him again, he couldn't help laughing wryly: "This is Taixuanjing, even if I admire him, how can I help him? It's too late?"

  The white cow mooed softly, and the man in short clothes seemed to understand what it said, but there was still some hesitation in his eyes.

  In the east hall, there was a faint sound of breathing, and after a few breaths, Jiang Baishi suddenly coughed.

  The short-clothed man seemed to sense something, he stood up and went to the East Hall.

  It was obviously not the Mid-Autumn Festival, but Jiang Baishi was wrapped in a thick Western Region blanket, and his face was a little pale.

   "Go as long as you want." Jiang Baishi looked around Dongtang and said, "I won't stay here for long."

  The short-clothed man was slightly taken aback, and immediately understood what Jiang Baishi meant.

Jiang Baishi said tremblingly: "Although in the game of chess, there is always the right to survive. The chessboard I built is not a deep well for trapping people to death. If you want to help him, go boldly. Someone in the court wants to kill him. I will help you." Nor will it block it.

  There are so many unknowables in the world that forge so many possibilities. I came to the world once, and it has been a hundred years. "

  The short-clothed man lowered his head, hearing the weakness in Jiang Baishi's voice.

  He has followed Jiang Baishi for too long, and even experienced a spiritual wave. Without Jiang Baishi, he might have died in that barren mountain, and now...he seems to be saying goodbye to his benefactor.

  …

  Sheng Ruzhou hurried to Lord Shoufu's residence, and saw Jiang Baishi sitting alone in the east hall.

   "Mr. Guanqi has kindness to the world. The parrot island didn't just postpone the drought in the middle of the river. He died like this. Lu Jing is his disciple. Mr. Guanqi has great kindness to him..."

   Sheng Cifu's tone was hurried, but Jiang Baishi said softly, "Where is Lu Jing now?"

  He seemed to be asking Sheng Cisuke.

But when he opened his mouth, there were waves surging in the void, and a calm voice came from the transparent ripples: "Lu Jing drove the sword light to kill hundreds of people blocking the way. Hengshan Mansion."

  Jiang Baishi and Sheng Cifu's expressions all changed.

  Jiang Baishi didn't care about the Hengshan Mansion, he just frowned and said, "Since we have already gone to Dongcheng, the possibility of leaving Taixuan is a little higher, and now we are returning to the city, it is really impulsive."

   Sheng Cisuke clenched his fist: "What is he going to do?"

   "Naturally to kill, he wants to kill the Prince of Qi."

   "Is it just the prince of Qi?" Sheng Cifu muttered to himself.

  Jiang Baishi sighed with his white hair flowing.

  …

  Lu Jing was walking on Qilin Street. Although it was daytime, Taixuanjing was like night, and the streets were empty.

  Behind him, the star-wielding general Ye Sheyu, who still wore a mask on his face, led 3,000 elite soldiers from the Suxuan army, and Qilin Street had already been surrounded by water.

"Lu Jing... This is Taixuanjing, you can't escape. After Su Xuanjun, Li Guanlong has mobilized the Dafulongwu army a hundred miles outside the city, and Chu Guogong dispatched three hundred refining gods from the Duke's mansion, and twenty guest ministers. Come!"

"The practitioners in the six ministers' mansion, the generals of the sixteen guards, and Dr. Jingzi Guanglu from Hedong are all waiting for you to leave the middle city. The four generals Gui Deyun and Huaihua Zhongwu have also guarded the four cities. The road to Taixuanjing has already passed. blocked."

  Ye Sheyu said: "There is no one in the small courtyard in Kongshan Lane, Lu Jing...what happened, is there really no room for returning to the world?"

   Lu Jing didn't seem to hear Ye Sheyu's words, and went straight to Hengshan Mansion.

  Ye Sheyu's heart was suspended: "Lu Jing, you have always had a rift with Hengshan Mansion, but after all, the prince of Qi State lives in it, and it is related to Dafu and the peace of Qi State..."

  Zheng!

  Lu Jing drew his long sword out of its sheath, as if there was a sunset glow in the sky, a slanting glow was fleeting and fell in the Hengshan mansion.

  Hengshan Mansion suddenly turned upside down.

  A beam of sword light is like heaven and man exploring the city. It has never been turbulent, nor covered by clouds and mountains, and it is like an understatement of a silk thread falling down.

  Hengshan Mansion first flashed a dazzling brilliance, and then... the pavilions collapsed, flying sand and rocks.

  The No. 7 famous sword in the world has already returned to its sheath.

  The elite soldiers of the Three Thousand Places Xuan Army had already lined up to encircle them, but even though Qilin Street was wide, it was still a bit narrow for the army, and the sound of armor clashing could be heard endlessly.

  Ye Sheyu took two lieutenants with him, his energy and blood soared, and his martial arts spirit was like smoke, lingering endlessly.

   "Lu Jing, you have a reputation for benevolence, how could you disregard the world for your own hatred?" A lieutenant shouted.

   Just at this time.

  Lu Jing may think the dust is too big, so he gently waved his hand.

  The long wind is like a guest, coming here upon invitation, blowing away the thick dust.

  In the ruins of Hengshan Mansion, the warrior is dead, and the Yuanshen cultivator is also swept away by the sword light, and the Yuanshen is completely wiped out.

  Only in the deepest part of Hengshan Mansion, a dark room was only cracked with a small opening.

Looking from the small opening, four women were tied on a huge stone table. The Prince of Qi, Gu Chenxiao, was holding a small knife, and cut open the arm of the first woman, carefully cutting off the woman. Tesuji.

  The woman's lips turned white, and her whole body was throbbing.

   Gu Chenxiao opened his eyes wide, with a weird smile on his face.

  He is preparing a long-lost feast to feed the devil in his heart.

   "General Ye, do you think this Gu Chenxiao should be killed or not?" Lu Jing suddenly made a sound, which woke up Ye Sheyu, and also awakened Gu Chenxiao who had fallen into madness.

  Gu Chenxiao turned around and saw the ruins of Hengshan Mansion, saw many soldiers... also saw Lu Jing in white clothes with swords on his hands.

  His body trembled suddenly and fell to the ground.

  Ye Sheyu glanced at Gu Chenxiao indifferently, and said to Lu Jing, "He deserves to die ten thousand times, but he is from Qi State..."

  She didn't finish her words.

  Lu Jing's fingers moved slightly, a tiny sword energy flashed, and then a strange peak suddenly rose, turning into an endless sword light.

  Sword Qi rises from the wall mountain, but it is not one hundred and eight, but ten thousand sword Qi, roads are like peaks.

  Thousands of sword energy landed on Gu Chenxiao's body in the blink of an eye. Before Gu Chenxiao could react, it turned into a cloud of blood mist and exploded in the air.

   "Then, as the general said, let him die 10,000 times."

   Lu Jing looked at the intersection, Chu Guozheng brought people over.

  Ye Sheyu wanted to say something else, but Lu Jing shook his head calmly.

  Ye Sheyu immediately knew what Lu Jing was thinking.

   "Now in Taixuanjing, only Lu Jing can kill him."

   "After all, Lu Jing has been designated as a treasonist. I don't know how many people in Taixuanjing want to kill him. If he kills Gu Chenxiao, at most one Dafu is not well protected."

   "It's just... Now that the journey is delayed again, Chu Guogong led people to arrive..."

  Ye Sheyu thought about it, and saw a carriage approaching the street.

  The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and the seventh prince and princess were sitting on it.

  The two were looking at Lu Jing.

  Li Wuhuang's eyes are also different from before, with a little more relaxed look.

   "The old enmity will be repaid today, Master Yu..." Li Wuhuang thought to himself.

   And Lu Jing also looked at the carriage, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

   In his mind, the golden light of seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck lit up.

   "How can you leave Xuandu so easily?" Lu Jing held the handle of the grass cutter, chewing a few words in his mouth.

   "Princes fighting, double pupils, general trend, chessboard!"

   "Give me a death!"

  (end of this chapter)