son-in-law

Chapter 562 The Queen in the Coffin
The day of the contest is getting closer and closer.

Since this competition was initiated by Honghei Temple, the ring was also built by Honghei Temple.

In order to increase the influence of the contest, Hua Tingfeng decided to build the arena in the busiest place in Luoyang City, Beishi.

To set up a ring in a busy city, you need to report to the square office and pay some security management fees.On the day of the competition, the Square Department will send people to judge the "Life and Death Certificate" and maintain order at the scene.

News of the competition spread like wildfire, and was followed by reporters from all walks of life.Not long after, the major newspapers in Luoyang used a large space to announce the contest.Many eye-catching titles are used, such as "Who is the first gang in Daliang?"

The headline party has always been talking nonsense. As for whether the logic is correct or the news is reliable, they don't care.Sometimes it is deliberately wrong.For example, they knew that Tan Fangding was no longer alive, but they still wanted to say that.

The time is getting closer and closer, and the bull has blown out, but where are the "Nine Great Disciples"?

It is good that Hua Tingfeng is not dead, and it is impossible to expect him to play.Looking at the list of opponents, all of them are top [-] killers.Su Yu weighed in his heart, if he meets the top twenty masters, he is not sure that he will win.If it is in the top ten...

"They are all professionals. In terms of skills and actual combat experience, they are definitely better than me." Su Yu scratched his head: "At critical moments, "Mount Broken Heng" is more practical. As long as you use your dashing and escaping skills well, you can immediately In an invincible position. These guys consume my internal energy and should not be able to consume me. Then I will consume them to death."

As the saying goes, if you grind your guns before the battle, you will pay off if you are not quick. Su Yu has been practicing kung fu for the past few days.

Su Yu's working hours are very flexible because Zhao Huang, who is drunk and dreamy, is in charge of Jingtong.Stay in Honghei Temple all day this day, and practice Thunderbolt Palm, Duanhengshan, Meteor Finger, Thunder Hand, Crouching Tiger Fist, and Destroying Skull Hand one by one.

"Su Jinfeng, it doesn't look bad now."

Yang Diao, Dai He and other low-ranking disciples admired the junior master very much, and stood or sat, watching from the sidelines.Because of the generational gap, they dare not talk nonsense, but Tan Qin'er is an outlier among the disciples of this generation.She was sitting on the stone steps, gnawing on a pig's trotter and talking.The mad slave stood behind her.

"Of course." Su Yu raised his eyebrows and said something.

Having said that, he used the internal power of the thunderbolt palm to activate the "Skull Destroying Hand", this move is the most brilliant move.When the moves are performed, it seems that there are thousands of clouds, and phantoms linger in the air, which is really eye-catching.

At this time, he practiced this move, somewhat suspected of showing off his skills.

Tan Qin'er gave the half-gnawed pig's trotters to Tan Bufeng behind him, clapped his hands, curled his lips and said, "You said you were fat, but you were panting. Don't be ashamed in the ring!"

The girl showed her arms and rolled up her sleeves, as if she was about to come down and make gestures.But when she turned her head, she saw Tan Bukuang who was gnawing on a pig's trotter.

Her girl smiled maliciously: "You are very good, aren't you? Then let him go down and compete with him?"

Hearing this, Su Yu turned to look at the crazy slave.Now this guy has a lot of bastard punches and is rampaging like a tank.Confronting the attack head-on, it is really invincible and overwhelming.No one can see clearly what state this guy is in, and he can't explain it himself.

Anyway, a big tree in the Honghei Temple was beaten into a "dangerous tree" by him, and was later ordered by Tu Biao to saw it off.

"Who wants to compete with a lunatic?" Su Yu's expression tightened.

Tan Qin'er waved her hands indifferently: "He's not very smart, but he can tell the difference between the enemy and us."

"Qin'er, stop messing around!"

A voice came, which sounded a little far away at first, but within a few short words, the voice was getting closer and closer.The voice is not loud, but the words are clear to the ear.Everyone followed the prestige, and a black shadow quickly passed across the wall.

It's Senior Sister Yan.

No matter what the weather, she was wearing a full set of long-sleeved clothes, a big black cloak on her shoulders, and two black sheathed narrow knives hanging on the left side of her waist.

She came through the wind, hunting and hunting, very chic.

Senior Sister Yan was as light as a swallow, she jumped to the backyard and was about to land.

"Alas! Be careful!"

"There's a trap there!"

"There is papa in the pit!"

It would be too embarrassing if Master Yan made a mess of shit as soon as he came out...

In the final analysis, it is still an old Jianghu, even if this group of people don't shout, Senior Sister Yan can't fall in.As soon as one foot hit the ground, she felt something was wrong.Pulling out the narrow knife and inserting it into the ground, half of her body sank, and she jumped up again with the strength of the knife.

"it is good!"

The wonderful performance of Yan Jiaozhu attracted a lot of applause.

……

"The Yan leader is here!"

To welcome the leader into the temple, the big bell rang, and the buzzing sound was scattered.The congregation in the Meiling hall also came one after another.

Yan Beiming kept his face stern as usual, and when he saw Tan Bukuang, he walked directly in front of him.

Perhaps it was because the leader's eyes were too sharp, Tan Bufeng didn't dare to look at him, and his eyes dodged.

Yan Beiming seemed to sigh, and turned to look at the flowers and listen to the wind.

Tan Qin'er found a map and handed it to Yan Beiming.Yan mourned and said that he should take the map back to Jukui Mountain and show it to everyone on the mountain.Not everyone can escape those traps.

The tragic situation of Hua Tingfeng made Yan Beiming's eyes twitch, but she didn't say anything, just sat there quietly.

Hua Tingfeng had tears in his eyes and was silent.

There were only a few people in the hut, and the low-level disciples were all standing outside the door.

"Let them all go down, tell Tu Biao that all etiquette will be waived." Yan Beiming looked a little tired, and she didn't know where she came from.

At this time Tang Lian walked in.

Yan Beiming looked at the few people in the room: "Is there anyone else?"

Su Yu said: "Brothers may be on the way..."

"Where is the second senior brother?"

"I asked him, and he didn't say it, and he didn't say he couldn't."

"If we lose in this arena, we will lose all of Master's face." Yan Beiming stood up holding the knife handle: "The Red and Black God Sect has no face to stay in Luoyang."

……

As soon as Senior Sister Yan appeared, she disappeared again.Where she went, no one knows.Everyone guessed that she was looking for a friend.Because before she left, she had seen the opponent's entry list, and knew that the opponent was not using people from her sect.

Senior Sister Yan looks as hard as iron, but she is not rigid.

"Maybe Senior Sister Yan didn't intend to come in at all, she just saw that you asked Tan Bufeng to compete with me, she was worried about the danger." Su Yu pointed at Tan Qin'er: "You are just messing around all day long."

……

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Daxiangguo Temple.

As soon as Princess Taichang's car left the Thousand Buddha Hall, a monk with white eyebrows walked in.He looked around, and there was only a golden Buddha in his field of vision, but no figure.

The old monk stepped inside and came to the door of the secret room. He stopped, and an old voice sounded: "There are more people here this time. I ask Master Fan Yu to decide whether to send more people."

The light in the secret room was dim, there was only a small oil lamp, and the flame the size of a soybean grain reflected half of Fan Yu's face red.

Although Fan Yu is old, he still has an enviable face shape. I don't know how handsome he was when he was young.

In front of him was a coffin, and in the coffin lay a corpse dressed in the royal attire of a queen.The corpse has been sealed with wax, I don't know how many years it has been sealed with wax.

Holding the coffin in his hands, he looked at the wax-sealed queen and said softly, "Are they still there?"

Monk Baimei said: "This time it is not only Long Xiaotian, but also Zhao Min, Zhao Ying, and Meng Ting. These people are all your sons or nieces, so this old slave didn't tell the military, but planned to deal with it privately. There are Ye Guhong and Phoenix-tailed Buzzard, they are also... your women. Counting them all, there are as many as 20 of them, including four masters of the Nine Realm."

Fan Yu sighed: "Six of you, isn't it enough?"

The white-browed monk also sighed: "The slave is old and can't move anymore, just in case something goes wrong..."

"Monk Wuliang, do you think you are old?" At this time, another person came in from the door, a burly monk with a height of eight feet, who looked about 60 years old: "If you don't dare, replace me! It's a big deal die!"

It turned out that the white-browed monk was the famous Wuliang monk. That day he and Hu Rong were fighting against each other in the Reclining Buddha Hall, the candlelight shifted, and they were lucky to win.The two of them fought like this for a lifetime, winning and losing each other.At this stage, whoever wins and who loses depends on luck.Maybe a moth flies up suddenly and flaps its wings a few times, all of which can change the result.

And the Great Vajra standing at the door was Chu Pan, one of the "Eight Great Vajras" jointly selected by Monk Wuliang and Hu Rong.

Hearing Chu Pan's shout, Monk Wuliang frowned: "Don't be alarmed, step back quickly."

"I don't want to see them." Fan Yu still stared at the woman in the coffin: "If there are not enough people, call Su Maosheng, Huang Dingtian, and Lu Changxiao back."

Monk Wuliang said: "I'm afraid I won't be able to persuade them just relying on the old servants."

"Huh?" Fan Yu doubted, turned his head and said, "Didn't Huang Dingtian come back last time?"

"The three of them have a lot of grievances."

"Why?"

"They want the royal family to recognize Su Yu and announce his status as prince to the world."

"I've been watching this kid's performance. It's up to me whether he recognizes his prince status. You tell them, if you don't come this time, you will never come in the future!"

During the conversation, Fan Yu's aura suddenly rose.

Monk Wuliang was ordered to withdraw, to gather the Eight Great Vajras, and also to summon Hu Rong from Lao Diao Temple, his apprentice Hong Dun, Eunuch Huang from the imperial dining room, and Zhang Gao, the eunuch from Lenggong.

Dou Yuan said: "Shouldn't you call Li Wantang and Ji Lingyun?"

Monk Wuliang smiled wryly: "Do you think that is still necessary?"

……

There was no one in the hall, Fan Yu reached out to stroke the queen's hair.

This queen has long eyebrows, broad eyes, and a high bridge of nose. Even though she is sealed with wax, she still has a majestic demeanor.

Her stubbornness and majesty come from her bones.

Although death is immortal.

Fan Yu sighed: "You are right again, my retribution is coming..."

(End of this chapter)