I’m Marquis in Great Tang

When Zhang Jingping heard He Mengyao’s words, he beckoned and someone took the hosta. Zhang Jingping looked at it carefully, and even pulled it on both sides, worried that there was a mystery in the hosta. After careful consideration, he determined that the hosta really didn’t have any mystery, and then he gave it to the people around him.

Zhang Jingping instructed: “You take the hosta, go to Beicheng to see He Guocheng, and ask him to come to Azure Dragon Hall immediately. Remember, let him come alone, you are not allowed to bring anyone. Otherwise, take responsibility for the consequences.”

“Yes!”

Knight-errant responded and left quickly.

As the knight-errant stepped back, He Mengyao looked towards Zhang Jingping. At this time, she recovered slightly from the humiliation. After all, she is a person in Fengyuechang, with excellent psychological quality.

After He Mengyao recovered, he looked towards Zhang Jingping and said, “Big Dragon Head, you are so directed at me, why bother to come. If you can climb Eastern Palace, for you, it is your eight lifetime cultivation. When the time comes, you stay in Cháng’ān. It is really as stable as Mount Tai. It is solid and impossible. Someone can shake your position.”

Zhang Jingping said: “You are now, can you still I want to taste the previous taste again.”

He Mengyao’s complexion suddenly changed.

Because of Zhang Jingping’s words, she thought of the previous scene, which was unbearable to look back.

He Mengyao stopped talking immediately.

Zhang Jingping looked at He Mengyao and said indifferently: “I am a person who has always been extremely persistent. Nine Headed Bull can’t get back what I have determined. Including my belief that you, He Mengyao, are like a slut. A person is a shameless person.”

“So, you are such a person.”

“Anything you say, even if you say nothing, I won’t pay attention. Yours.”

Zhang Jingping said: “So, you still stay obediently and honestly. If you don’t speak, no one will treat you as dumb. If I am you, I should be as closed as possible. Mouth, keep your strength.”

He Mengyao’s expression changed again and again.

This is a situation she has never encountered before.

In the Yuxianglou, He Mengyao is a star-like figure. Everyone wandered around her, everyone flattered her. So much so that He Mengyao believes that Zhang Jingping should also be handled well here.

He Mengyao didn’t expect, the final result is such a miserable one.

Zhang Jingping closed his eyes and rested.

Waiting quietly.

Time is passing by little by little, and one hour has passed. At this time, a knight-errant enters and cup one fist in the other hand said: “The big dragon head, He Guocheng is here, and it has arrived. Outside the house.”

“Bring in!”

Zhang Jingping gave an order.

Knight-errant immediately sent the order, and after a while, a middle age person who was nearly 30 years old strode in. This person’s appearance was 40% similar to He Mengyao, but he was even more burly and sturdy, especially his cheek was quite handsome.

This is He Guocheng.

He Mengyao’s elder brother.

When He Mengyao saw He Guocheng coming, she threw herself in front of He Guocheng and burst into tears. She was weeping bitter tears, and the whole person was extremely wronged.

Because she encountered the most desperate thing in her life today.

He Guocheng has always been extremely guilty for his little sister. Because when he was young, he couldn’t find money, which eventually led to the little sister being sold to brothel and becoming a laughter.

Now seeing the little sister crying into tears, He Guocheng became angry at once.

He Guocheng said: “Zhang Jingping, there are any means, just say hello to me. A real man, a little woman who uses many means, is not a hero.”

“hahaha…”

Zhang Jingping laughed and said, “He Guocheng, you are really naive. If you want me to say, you still don’t know what kind of person your little sister is. She met with Noble Son at my house, and then prescribed medicine in the wine, preparing to control Noble Son with aphrodisiacs. You said, Can Noble Son forgive He Mengyao?

He Guocheng said: “Who is your Noble Son?” “

Zhang Jingping said: “My Noble Son’s surname is Du, and his first name is Qi. It is now the male Du Noble Son of Founding County. “

He Guocheng raised his brows and was shocked.

Zhang Jingping continued: “Although Noble Son has not formally recruited me, it is in my heart Zhang Jingping. Du Qi is my Noble Son of Zhang Jingping. Speaking of which, you Younger Sister He Mengyao, you really are a scheming bitch! “

“Well, this word was spoken by Noble Son. “

“He Mengyao found Young Lady Qianxue for help, hoping that Noble Son would help him leave the Yuxianglou. But she meets Noble Son, but wants to use aphrodisiac in the drink. Gee, it’s really a good method and courage! “

Zhang Jingping said: “Especially she is a member of Eastern Palace and intends to administer an aphrodisiac against Noble Son. Alas…”

He Guocheng frowned.

He didn’t know many things about He Mengyao, he just took orders from Eastern Palace.

Zhang Jingping continued: “Previously, I let He Mengyao taste the taste of different people. I let ten people serve He Mengyao. It is expected that she is still aftertaste now. “

He Mengyao heard the words, body trembled.

He Guocheng’s heart suddenly raged. Even his little sister, no matter how excessive, is a weak woman after all. Zhang Jingping’s actions make you angry.

“you are courting death! “

He Guocheng can no longer suppress his anger.

He let go of He Mengyao, flicked his sleeves, grabbed a dagger with his right hand, and jumped up towards Zhang Jingping. He rushed over. He Guocheng dared to establish a foothold in the North City, naturally he has a certain ability.

If he doesn’t have certain ability, then He Guocheng will stand up and it will only be his life.

When Zhang Jingping saw He Guocheng who had been killed, there was no unexpected expression in his eyes. Instead, he said: “You know, you can’t help it. You come well. “

When the voice fell, Zhang Jing probed, and directly took out a long sword from the weapon rack beside him.

Kengclang!

The sword is out of the sheath.

Zhang Jingping cut it down with a single sword.

With one blow, He Guocheng’s path of killing was cut off, making He Guocheng an instant change of direction. For that matter, He Guocheng did. Don’t stop, he is carrying a dagger and rushing forward quickly.

He Guocheng has killing intents in his eyes.

He is going to kill Zhang Jingping.

On the one hand, it is to avenge his little sister He Mengyao; on the other hand, it is to eradicate the core characters of Nancheng. As long as Zhang Jingping is dead, then it is easy for He Guocheng to enter Nancheng and seize the Nancheng area.

Zhang Jingping stood still this time.

When He Guocheng’s dagger was pierced forward, Zhang Jingping turned sideways and avoided the blow. Next moment, Zhang Jingping struck out with his sword sideways The tip of the sword never turned its direction. The impact of this blow was the end of the hilt hitting He Guocheng’s chest.

For that, under the impact of Peiran’s power, He Guo became unstable. deng backs away. Even He Guocheng’s chest feels faintly suffocated, which is exceptionally uncomfortable.

As soon as He Guocheng stood and wanted to fight back, Zhang Jingping shot again, and he stepped out. In an instant, Zhang Jingping reached He Guocheng In front of him, he simply swung his sword and fell.

One sword, overbearing, and faster as lightning.

Seal He Guocheng’s retreat.

He Guocheng It’s hard to dodge, you can only hit it quickly with a dagger.

“clang!”

The blade and the dagger collide together.

Especially this one. The location, because of the fierce impact of the force, made the sparks of the blade and the dagger rubbing out, and a pungent smell came out.

Although He Guocheng blocked the sword, his body, He completely withstood all the power. Under the impact of this force, He Guocheng couldn’t stabilize his body, and Deng Deng and others retreated.

He took five steps back to stabilize his figure.

“pu!”

He Guocheng’s throat was sweet, and he suddenly spurt a mouthful of blood. Red blood was spilled, and at this moment, He Guocheng only felt that the internal organs were painful.

By the way, Zhang Jingping seemed to be unaffected.

Zhang Jingping stepped on repeatedly. When He Guocheng just stood still, Zhang Jingping bullied himself and moved in, and the sword in his hand was raised again. Fiercely cut down.

He Guocheng is inevitable.

He just stood still and stabilized, and simply can’t avoid it. one strike.