Across the heavens to be a bandit

Chapter 89 [Heroes in the world, let's look at the present] (plus two)
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For fishing law enforcement, the line must be set long to catch big fish.

There is no need to worry about the bait, Xu Xiao's life, His Royal Highness's dog's life, Ting Chaoting's martial arts treasures are all the best baits.

Five years ago, when Xu Qianqiu designed this fishing law enforcement for the first time, more than 200 corpses were dragged out on the second day, and all of them were fed to snow wolves.

The snow wolves in Beiliang are all fat and fat.

When Xu Qianqiu was happy occasionally, he would grab one or two ends and come back. It was not a tooth-beating sacrifice, but a practice of fisting and kicking.

This dog is extremely fast and is most suitable for martial arts.

Fishing law enforcement has been harvested less and less over the years.

It must be those barbaric gangsters who finally came to their senses amidst the blood of countless seniors' heads.

A few years ago, Cao Changqing got the news from nowhere that Princess Xichu might be in Beiliang Palace.

After that, he broke into Beiliang Palace at night.

Caught in a siege, and eventually escaped with serious injuries.

Jiang Ni saw the old man from a distance, but never showed up to recognize each other.

Now she is just a servant girl next to the Prince of Beiliang.

The princess of Chu State had died in Tingchao Lake many years ago.

The ones who are still alive today are just the servant girls that His Royal Highness tried his best to rescue, that's all.

On the night of that battle, two of the four heavenly kings gathered in Beiliang Palace on the first floor of the world.

Cao Changqing could not escape death.

For Jiang Ni's sake, Xu Qianqiu ordered Cao Changqing to leave.

Western Chu wants to restore the country, and Xu Qianqiu wants to rule the world. The two cannot coexist.

Over the years, although Cao Changqing's whereabouts are uncertain, he has always been under the surveillance of No. [-] Tianxia.

He never left the territory of Beiliang, and has been wandering around.

During this period, he went to assassinate Emperor Liyang a few times.

Twice, both were only a hair's breadth away from killing that supreme being.

But they were all stopped by the old eunuch.

Lost in millimeters, a thousand miles.

Except for the assassination of Emperor Liyang, this wandering soul has been wandering around in Beiliang.

Sima Zhao's heart is well known to passers-by.

Although his martial arts are high, Cao Changqing himself knows that the danger of the Northern Liang Palace is better than that of the Imperial Palace.

It's not a perfect strategy, never dare to take it lightly.

Coming to the corridor by the lake, the big girl Sweet Potato held a bronze mirror in her hand, and her hands were covered with something like blood, which she carefully applied to her lips.

Seeing this, Qingniao was very disdainful, eyes full of disgust.

The whole body is as soft as a carp, the body has a strange fragrance, the sweet potato that needs to be fed by the owner to survive, but the blue bird does not catch a cold.

The small bronze mirror in his hand swayed twice, and the reflected light hit the blue bird, tilted his head, squinted his eyes and said with a smile:

"Pretty?"

Qingniao crossed her arms and sneered, the sound was louder than silence.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Sweet Potato didn't care too much, and said to himself: "Just be prettier than you."

Qingniao turned and left, and said coldly: "You are aging faster than me, your body is not as good as mine, and you can't stand your troubles."

Don't look at this dull girl who doesn't talk much on weekdays, but she speaks seriously, every sentence is clear and bloody.

People who practice martial arts have a much longer lifespan than ordinary people, and they can also maintain their appearance for a longer time.

Of course, as Qingniao said, the bones of the body can also withstand tossing.

Although these words are tricky, Sweet Potato is not afraid at all, his eyes are hazy, and he raves:
"I will always live in the most beautiful time. It's great that I don't see my own old age."

The implication is that although the blue bird lives a long time, it is inevitable that people will grow old.

The girls in the yard have their own advantages and disadvantages among each other, so naturally it is impossible to get along with each other.

It is impossible for my harem not to be chaotic.

When Xu Qianqiu came to the corridor, the blue bird retreated and went to practice martial arts.

This girl, apart from practicing martial arts every day, also practiced martial arts.

Sweet Potato General Assassin reported to Xu Qianqiu roughly.

Among them are quite a few young girls who are stunning in the world.

The sweet potato is considerate, ask if you want to stay to warm the bed at night.

In the past, Xu Qianqiu had to maintain a boyish body in order to practice martial arts.

Now that the situation has been broken, naturally he no longer has any scruples, and begins to kill the Quartet.

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In the past years, Sweet Potato often left a warm bed and teased His Royal Highness many times, and he was safe and sound.

Last night, Xu Qianqiu also had some intentions of revenge and showed no mercy.

third leg.

So today, the sweet potato is very weak.

Xu Qianqiu didn't have the slightest sympathy for those assassin young women, nor did he intend to take them in.

One word: kill!

There are so many beauties in the world, all of them must be kept, even if there are a hundred kidneys, they must be overdrawn.

There has never been a shortage of beauties in the rivers and lakes and the world.

Like bamboo shoots springing up, once a crop is killed, another crop will emerge next spring.

Wild fire, in spring.

Although he likes beautiful women, he can also distinguish the priorities of things.

As a king, he can be obsessed with beauty, but he can't be absurd, and he can't lose his mind.

Compassion and pity are also divided according to the occasion and to whom.

Useless people will die in the belly of a woman sooner or later.

Well, speaking of this matter, His Royal Highness's ideal wish seems to be to build a harem and collect 35 beauties from all over the world.

A collector of beautiful women, a veritable name.

It's just that this amount is too much.

They are almost on par with Beiliang iron cavalry.

This is not building a harem, this is planning to set up the Beiliang Women's Army.

No wonder Dazhu Kingdom was so shocked.

The assassin is resolved, and the matter has come to an end for the time being.

While enjoying the sweet potato pinching his shoulders and beating his back, His Royal Highness gradually fell into deep thought.

It has been several days now, more than half a decade, about the matter of Lao Huang.

According to the footsteps, it is almost time to arrive at Emperor Wu City.

In this campaign, various forces competed secretly.

And the first floor in the world is the crowbar.

In the midst of chaos, only a glimmer of life can be found.

Lao Huang's death was destiny.

Hit, when there is such a catastrophe, it must be crossed.

Life and death are already doomed.

Xu Qianqiu, however, does not believe in the destiny of this world, and is bound to disrupt the situation.

It has been planned in secret for a long time, now, let's try the chopper.

Heroes in the world, let's look at the present!
On the other side, Xu Fengnian came to the top floor of Tingchao Pavilion with a jug of good wine in his hand.

Familiar with the door and the way, he filled the jug on the table, and for a while, the aroma of wine overflowed in the attic.

He put away the books on the ground one by one and put them back on the bookshelf.

Then he came to the haggard old man, called his master in a low voice, and asked:

"Master, Lao Huang is going to Wudi City, can he retrieve the famous sword on the city wall, and come back safely?"

The pen in the withered old man's hand paused for a moment, and finally, the pen took off like a dragon and snake, and finally rose up, finishing in one go, calm and breezy, and said:
"Jian Jiuhuang is going, it is very likely that his body will die and his dao will disappear, and he will just fall!"

After a pause, the haggard old man added: "This is your elder brother Xu Qianqiu's conjecture. I can trust him. Since he said so, thinking about it, Jian Jiuhuang's trip, I'm afraid... he will definitely die!"

On the side, Xu Fengnian's face was extremely pale and bloodless.

(End of this chapter)