The hardest emperor in history

Chapter 247 Blood Lotus Blooms

Nangong Daolian's heart was boiling with anger, and the blood seemed to be burning hot.

Although his name, Nangong Daolian, sounded polite, it was the name his adoptive father chose for him.

Nangong Daolian was just a dead child in Qilian Mountain in her early years.

His parents were already dead when he was around five years old, and they didn't even come to give him a name in a hurry.

If the adoptive father hadn't seen Nangong Daolian as a ruthless child and adopted him, Nangong Daolian's life would have ended more than 20 years ago.

Although the adoptive father adopted Nangong Daolian, he also adopted many dead boys.

Later, Nangong Daolian heard that someone adopted a thin horse and sold it to a merchant.

He laughed at himself that maybe he was a strong horse.

The adoptive father was just a small person in Qilian Mountain, his martial arts were mediocre, and his internal strength was only 50 years old until his death.

However, he is so clever that all the leaders in Qilian Mountain dare not underestimate him.

The foster father's means of earning a living is to rely on one thing: people!
Although there are many poor peasants who can't make it through every year, they go up the mountain to seek refuge in the cottage.

But these poor peasants did not practice martial arts since childhood, and they were nothing more than pawns crossing the river when they rushed to kill.

For every cottage to grow and fight, it needs people, and it needs men who can fight!

Every robbery, every fight will hurt some brothers.

But the cottage is not a place where idlers can be raised.

They only need strong men who can kill and fight, but they cannot support the disabled, the elderly and children.

And what the adoptive father does is the business of the disabled, the elderly and children.

The disabled and old people who couldn't fight back were quietly turned into dead people, and the adoptive father secretly recited them, and finally disappeared.

The dead child was picked up by his adoptive father to raise him, and taught him some rough fists and kicks.

Around the age of 14, they can be given to various cottages on Qilian Mountain to choose from.

The bigger the cottage, the better the chances of picking a strong boy.

Among them, there are many who have reached 30 to 100 years of internal strength, and they can get a reward of [-] taels of silver for their adoptive father.

The remaining thin and weak children can also be sold to Xiaoshanzhai to fill their hands, and get ten taels of silver back.

Only Nangong Daolian is an exception.

When the adoptive father picked him up, he immediately discovered that Nangong Daolian would be a rare talent.

The adoptive father spent all his money on Nangong Daolian.

Not only did he devote all his energy to teaching martial arts, but he also found a real talent to teach him how to read.

He also deliberately changed a literary name, saying it was in harmony with his horoscope.

Although Nangong Daolian was like other children at the beginning, he often had to fight for a dime of silver.

But the foster father's attention soon showed results.

Within a year or two, no child older than Nangong Daolian would be able to hurt him.

In the foster father's little child's den, Nangong Daolian has completely become the second generation king!
After he was ten years old, even if there was no favoritism from his adoptive father, Nangong Daolian would choose the food and drink among the children first.

At the age of 13, he was selected by the owner of Xiongfeng Village, the largest cottage in Qilian Mountains, to be a red stick.

At the age of 16, he killed the old owner of Xiongfeng Village and took over the position of the owner of Xiongfeng Village.

At the age of 19, he annexed two other cottages, which should not be underestimated in the Qilian Mountains.

At the age of 26, it is said that he was chosen by Pan Yulong, the co-owner of the world's green forests, and even intended to marry his granddaughter, who was regarded as a princess, to Nangong Daolian.

It's just that Nangong Daolian didn't buy it all the time. Although he never refused, he never promised.

Just continue to grow your own strength in the Qilian Mountains.

Now that he is successful and famous, whether it is his adoptive father or the old village master who chose him, Nangong Daolian has revenge and killed everything.

Now there is only one kind of person who can make Nangong Daolian angry - a pampered son!

Nangong Daolian can enjoy the same fancy clothes and delicacies as those sons and buddies, and also has women in his arms.

There are also a lot of people who are willing to fight for themselves.

But everything that Nangong Daolian possessed was obtained by relying on her own ability and unscrupulous means.

But these sons and brothers were born with everything.

This makes Nangong Daolian not hate!

In front of him at this moment, that guy with a cold face, but takes everything he has for granted!
In the eyes of Nangong Daolian, he is like the source of hatred!
Envy him!
hate him!

kill him!

Take everything he owns for himself!
This has become Nangong Daolian's code of conduct throughout his life.

Nangong Daolian killed countless people in her life.

Only after he killed the Xiongfeng village master that year, did he gain a moment of unspeakable joy, but the joy was too short, and then he returned to the oppression and humiliation.

Later, when he saw his aging adoptive father again, he thought he was kind to Nangong Daolian, so he relied on his old age to sell him.

The pleasure after the murder appeared briefly again, and then turned into depressive silence.

Nangong Daolian knew that if he killed the young master in front of him, he would definitely experience that brief but shuddering pleasure again.

Just kill him!

Nangong Daolian roared angrily, "Who are you!"

But Jun Wu said contemptuously: "You were tricked to come here to test, why don't you ask me first?"

Nangong Daolian, who was flying in mid-air, opened her eyes wide in an instant.

The words of the man in front of him seemed to have a deep meaning.

But the remaining time of his life is not enough for Nangong Daolian to figure out these meanings.

Nangong Daolian saw the young master flying over like a light feather.

But he only reached out and brushed the front of his shirt.

Then he turned over and jumped back.

In just a short moment, Nangong Daolian felt an incomparably powerful force turning into pieces of sharp blades and stabbing towards him.

Nangong Daolian's consciousness began to cut off at this moment.

Then his body turned into countless pieces and scattered in all directions.

The scalding blood spurted out unscrupulously in all directions, avoiding Junwu as if he had eyes.

The blood of Nangong Daolian is like a blossoming dao fire lotus.

His name really darkened his fate.

No matter how famous and popular Nangong Daolian is, she is now a broken corpse.

In Jun Wu's eyes, he is not even considered a passer-by.

However, Prince Yue Junwu's attack this time shocked all the people and monsters.

It's not just the group of bandits. After losing all the bandit leaders, they no longer have a trace of courage.

The rest, such as the masters of the Silver Dollar Gang, and the three monsters who have just come to the world, are all full of excitement.

How high is Jun Wu's ability?Maybe they can't figure it out for a lifetime.

Like an iceberg, you only see what he reveals to you.

Among all the people, only Shangguan Wan'er was trembling all over.

Everything she did along the way was naturally for Junwu.

But as Jun Wu said: He never thought about relying on others.

His Royal Highness, the Yue Crown Prince, did not need to rely on anyone from the beginning.

He doesn't even need to rely on the 100-man Vietnamese army and three apprentices with their own characteristics.

Jun Wu can completely rely on his own strength to turn the surroundings of the Summer Palace into a hell of death!

He doesn't even need to make his own decisions...

The Vietnamese army is well-trained, and has always known that His Highness the Crown Prince's abilities are constantly improving, and he never knows when his real strength will be.

After a brief amazement, they turned their heads and fell into the slashing again.

Bloody water and chunks of flesh kept falling on the ground.

Perhaps next year around the Summer Palace, corpses will be turned into nourishment, and blood-red flowers will grow.

But all this is no longer in Jun Wu's eyes.

He just picked up the envelope he took out from Nangong Daolian's arms, opened it and read it.

If you dare to test Junwu, you will have to pay the price.

(End of this chapter)