Across the heavens to be a bandit

Chapter 83 [The time is ripe, change from defense to offense] (addition [-])
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With a glow on his back, Lao Huang jumped away in an instant.

Refuse to accept a bow.

Da Huangya grinned and said: "Your Highness, please don't hurt me, Lao Huang. With your status and martial arts level, begging me, won't this make me lose my life?"

Xu Qianqiu smiled, and said: "This bow is for the younger generation to pay respects to the senior. How can there be such a saying about the level of martial arts? Could it be that Uncle Huang thinks that my fourth rank can take down your nine swords?"

Lao Huang smiled, but no more saliva flowed out, and said:

"His Royal Highness's martial arts are indeed weird, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, and the realm is uncertain, but often this is the most terrifying, and no one can be sure of His Highness's strength."

"Since that's the case, why does Uncle Huang have to go to Wudi City himself?"

Lao Huang naturally understood what His Royal Highness said, but shook his head resolutely, without any hesitation, looked at the distant East China Sea, and sighed:
"Some things, after all, can't be manipulated by others, and you have to experience it yourself."

This is Jian Jiuhuang!

Traveling for three years has given him a lot of insights.

Knowing that you are invincible, you have to fight.

Even if you lose, you can break your mood, even if you die, it is worth it.

If you retreat without fighting, it will be difficult for you to make further progress in the realm of this life.

The regret in my heart is afraid that it will be kept in my heart for a lifetime.

Even when you are dying, you can't feel at ease.

It's better to have a good fight than to be wimpy.

Only by putting it to death and then rebirth can we take a big step forward.

The two of them said something off-topic again, the second prince Xu Fengnian was standing far away, unable to hear anything, suddenly he was a little envious of martial arts masters, if he knew a thing or two about eavesdropping, it would be good.

Xu Fengnian saw from a distance that his elder brother Xu Qianqiu seemed to be handing Lao Huang something.

It's like an iron plate, not black and not autumnal.

Not very valuable at first glance.

The white clothes fluttered, and His Royal Highness disappeared.

The second prince ran up in two or three steps, wanting to see what the iron lump was, but Lao Huang put it away.

Couldn't see it.

So he asked, "Old Huang, what did my brother tell you just now?"

Lao Huang tightened the sword box on his body and said: "His Royal Highness said that he remembered the 3 taels of silver note you stole first, and deducted it from your monthly silver bill."

Xu Fengnian's face darkened instantly, and he spread his hands, "Old Huang, can we have a discussion?"

Of course the money would not come back, so the second prince wanted to see what the black iron lump was, but Lao Huang refused to let him see.

Helpless, can only give up.

At the last moment of saying goodbye, Lao Huang took out a tattered cheat book.

On paper, twisted, drawn in charcoal.

No text, just lines.

Like ants crawling around.

Sword One to Sword Nine, a total of nine pages.

Pass the secret book to Xu Fengnian and tell him that if he meets a genius child who learns sword in the future, he can take him as an apprentice.

Xu Fengnian carefully put away the secret books, and asked curiously: "Old Huang, why don't you leave it to my brother for such an important matter as apprenticeship?"

Lao Huang grinned and said, "His Royal Highness is very strong, but not as interesting as Young Master."

Second Prince Quan took it as a compliment and happily accepted it.

In the end, Lao Huang felt that his sword moves were randomly named by people in the Jianghu, and he did not hesitate.

So Xu Feng Nian took one and named it Jianjiu.

Six thousand miles, from here.

An old servant is leading a horse, with a wine jug hanging on his waist, he is crookedly leaving slowly, gradually drifting away.

"Old Huang, if you don't have enough money on the way, then come back and I'll steal it for you again!"

As the sun set, the old servant waved slightly.

Back at Qianqiu Pavilion, Xu Qianqiu suddenly felt a little restless in his heart.

Now that Lao Huang has set off, he is not far from death.

After six thousand miles, he might be able to fight Wang Xianzhi undefeated, but after all, he is old and unable to follow up, so he must die with blood and vitality.

The death of Lao Huang is one of the regrets in the snow.

It is also the prelude to the beginning of troubled times.

Xu Qianqiu intends to sweep the world, change the cause and effect of the world, and save regrets.

This is the first battle.

If you lose...

No, never lose.

In the eyes, there was a gloomy and cold light, which was fleeting.

After so many years of planning, the first battle must be perfect.

Old Huang, he must not die!

Although he lives in seclusion behind the scenes, all of this is not much less tiring than being there.

Entering Qianqiu Pavilion, two charming maids took off his coat and clothes for him.

Sweet Potato walked towards him, dressed in red, with precious and beautiful Shu sections wrapped around his arms, those five-fingered arms were as soft as if they had no bones.

Closer, there is a strange fragrance, which is very pleasant.

Seeing His Royal Highness returning, he smiled sweetly and said:

"My lord, the bed is already warmed up. The blue bird didn't wait for your lord last night, and it's still in the house today. The green ants are on the chess pier, waiting to sit and hide with you."

Holding the sweet potato in his arms, he took a deep breath on her body. The smell was very attractive.

This body fragrance is amazing, on weekdays, when the sweet potato goes out of the house, it will inevitably attract a group of bees and butterflies.

Even if some insect-repelling powder is applied, the bees and butterflies are reluctant to go.

Where the flowers are located, such as the back garden, the sweet potato is most afraid of going to that kind of place.

Entering the house, the green ants had already set up their positions and waited for him.

In Qianqiu Pavilion, there are more than twenty maidservants, each with its own characteristics.

Green Ant is good at playing chess, with nineteen vertical and horizontal lines, and she is the top female national player in Beiliang Palace.

Even the chess masters of the emperors in the palace, good at hand-talking, watching ten moves at a time, even encountering green ants, it is also a headache.

This little girl once had the honor to play against the emperor, and she was a master of chess.

The emperor appreciated it and wanted to call him into the palace, but was ruthlessly rejected by His Royal Highness.

Rejected in person.

The reason, there are countless beauties in the world, why do you always stare at my maid.

For some reason, His Royal Highness seems to be able to oppose the palace everywhere.

If it were someone else, as the heir of Beiliang, he would have to find ways to hide his clumsiness.

But this His Royal Highness is not only dazzling, but also often does some amazing things without the law of the king.

As for him, under the name of his younger brother Xu Fengnian, he bluffed and cheated in the world, doing all kinds of bad things.

The identity is confused, the world is confused, the palace is not confused, and the emperor is not confused.

In a majestic empire, the intelligence network is not just for dry food.

It's just that many people don't understand, what is the purpose of His Royal Highness being so ostentatious?
Hovering on the verge of death again and again, isn't he really afraid of death?
Let's not talk about the matter of competing with His Majesty for the female national champion, but chasing and killing traitors in the army for thousands of miles could have blocked the throat with a single shot, and could have been killed, but not killed.

Chase all the way to the imperial palace in the capital, behead Fang Hui.

Blood Sacrifice Beiliang Battle Chess Flag!

This move is outrageous.

But the strange thing is that the Imperial Palace Quandang could not see it, and had never dealt with it in any way.

However, over the years, the assassination of His Royal Highness has never stopped.

I don't know where those assassins came from, and they followed suit endlessly.

Chess situation, situation, world situation.

Xu Qianqiu played a game with the green ant, killing wildly all the way, cornered everywhere, the green ant was defeated extremely simply, without the power to resist.

"My lord, why today's chess style has changed from the previous state of keeping a low profile, killing decisively, and killing everywhere. Could it be that you have learned some new tricks recently?"

His Royal Highness Shizi said meaningfully, narrowing his eyes slightly:

"This is not a new trick, but the time is ripe, and it's all about changing from defense to offense!"

(End of this chapter)