Returning after three years of reincarnation in the world of martial arts

Huang Qi, who is thin and well-dressed, stepped into the gate first, and then Tang Xiaoyun, the priest in purple robes, also entered the gate. The two walked forward quickly with smiles on their faces, but after walking a few steps, Tang Xiaoyun When she looked up and saw Yuan Miaoyu sitting on the main seat of the main hall, her face changed slightly, her brows were frowned, and her footsteps subconsciously stopped.

Immediately, the gray-haired Huang Qi also noticed that something was wrong in the hall.

The first thing he saw was Li Zhongwu sitting on the seat.

Although Li Zhongwu closed his eyes at this time, as if he was asleep and harmless to humans and animals, Huang Qi suddenly saw Li Zhongwu sitting there, and he was still stunned. Then he raised his eyes and looked at the main seat above Danji in doubt...

When he saw that the person sitting on the main seat was not Rui Wang Yuan Weitao, but the Seventh Princess Yuan Miaoyu, Huang Qi's face suddenly changed.

He subconsciously took half a step back.

"Princess Seven? You, why are you sitting there? Where is my prince?"

Huang Qi asked in surprise, his face turned slightly pale, because he already had bad guesses in his heart.

Behind him, Tang Xiaoyun frowned, quietly looking around at the situation in the hall.

At this time, Yuan Miaoyu, who was on the main seat, said coldly: "Your Majesty's funeral, Prince Rui was deeply saddened. Unfortunately, he caused an old illness and died. He has already followed the late emperor!"

Huang Qi: "???"

Tang Xiaoyun: "???"

Both of them were shocked. They couldn't believe that King Rui, who was extremely skilled in martial arts, was already dead?

Of course they didn't believe that it was because of the emperor's death that King Rui was deeply mourned, which led to his old illness and his death.

When they left the Wuji Hall not long ago, King Rui was clearly majestic and full of pride, and he didn't seem to be mourning at all.

How could it be possible that after they went out for a trip and came back, in just two hours or so, King Rui passed away because of grief?
"Impossible!! Our lord has always been in good health, and his cultivation is extremely advanced. He will never die because of grief!! You are lying!!"

Huang Qi, who was the chief steward of Prince Rui's Mansion, was greatly stimulated at this time. After a brief astonishment, he angrily raised his hand and pointed at Yuan Miaoyu, who was sitting on the main seat, and shouted angrily.

Yuan Miaoyu looked at him coldly, and said in a cold voice: "Heaven has permanence, but life is impermanent! I don't believe that King Rui will die because of grief, but this is the fact! I think... this is probably because King Rui is too brotherly. Deep love, this emotion is earth-shattering, and it can be a role model for the world! Huang Qi! It is a fact that King Rui passed away, and I advise you not to tarnish King Rui's posthumous name!"

After a pause, Yuan Miaoyu added: "Besides, such a good name is what the entire Prince Rui's Palace needs!"

Huang Qi's expression changed several times when Yuan Miaoyu said this.

He was appointed by Rui Wang Yuan Weitao as the chief steward of the palace for many years, and he has always been trusted as a confidant. His intelligence must not be low.

Therefore, from Yuan Miaoyu's words, he heard the meaning of reminder and threat.

Remind him - the death of King Rui is already a fact.

Threatening him——If you have to get to the bottom of it and let King Rui's death be something else, not because of the late emperor's funeral and grief, then... not only will King Rui not get a good name after his death, but the entire Prince Rui's mansion will be destroyed. To be implicated.

It was precisely because he understood Yuan Miaoyu's implication, the more Huang Qi thought about it, the more grief and indignation he felt, and the expression on his face could not help but show grief and indignation.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

He laughed sadly and desolately, tears glistened in his old eyes, and he was in a state of madness.

No one at the scene could understand the grief and pain in his heart.

Because many years ago, he discovered that King Rui was not only a master of cultivation, but also a very deep city, he had been looking forward to the day when King Rui would have the opportunity to soar into the sky.

He, Huang Qi, would also like to do a great cause that will be famous in history.

Today, he received a message sent to him by King Rui, knowing that King Rui had finally waited for the opportunity, the excitement in Huang Qi's heart was incomprehensible to outsiders.

but……

King Rui's opportunity came and went quickly.

It's only a few hours?Everything changed.

Not only did King Rui fail, he even lost his life.

Huang Qi laughed wildly and desolately.

The laughter made Li Zhongwu, who was running the black-level pagoda with his eyes closed, couldn't help but open his eyes and take a second look.

Yuan Miaoyu, who was sitting behind the main table, looked coldly at Huang Qi who was still laughing in the hall, and suddenly her eyes turned to Tang Xiaoyun behind Huang Qi.

Said in a deep voice: "Tang Gongfu! You went to Dali Temple on this trip, did you get the file and other evidence of the assassination of the Ninth Prince?"

Tang Xiaoyun frowned and hesitated, and when he didn't know how to answer, Huang Qi's laughter suddenly stopped, and Huang Qi suddenly turned around and shouted at Tang Xiaoyun: "Tang worship!! Don't give it to her!! The prince treats you well! Now The prince has gone, even if you and I cannot avenge the prince, we must not hand over the files and evidence of this case to her, and let her use it to deal with the prince! Otherwise, the prince will die in peace!!"

Amid the roar of anger, Huang Qi couldn't help rushing over, stretching out his hand to snatch the small silver metal box from Tang Xiaoyun's hand.

The small box should contain the files and evidence of the Ninth Prince's assassination case.

But how could Huang Qi's skill be comparable to Tang Xiaoyun who is a priest of Ouchi?
Tang Xiaoyun, who seemed to be elegant and gentle, dodged a few meters away, avoiding Huang Qi's snatch.

Huang Qi's words reminded Tang Xiaoyun.

At this moment, Tang Xiaoyun looked down at the small silver box in his hand, with a slight smile in his eyes.

Because he suddenly realized that he had this little box in his hand, whether he was loyal to the seventh princess, the crown prince, or any other prince, the things in this little box could be reused by him.

"What do you want to do? Tang Xiaoyun! Do you want to let down the trust of the prince?"

Huang Qi, who didn't grab the box, asked in surprise and anger.

Tang Xiaoyun raised his eyes to look at him, and said with a smile: "Huang Qi! You don't say anything because the prince trusts me. I'm afraid you don't know that Tang decided to work for King Rui only today, but now that King Rui has died because of grief, If he died, then no wonder Tang!"

"You, you are shameless!!"

Huang Qi yelled angrily.

But Tang Xiaoyun was too lazy to continue arguing with him. Tang Xiaoyun looked at Yuan Miaoyu who was sitting on the main seat, and said with a complicated expression: "Your Highness! It's a pity that Tang has always admired you for your means and strength! It's a pity, You are a princess, not a prince! Otherwise, Tang would be willing to serve you, so... Your Royal Highness, Tang will leave now! Take care!"

After speaking, he turned around and strode towards the gate of the palace.

As soon as he took two steps towards the gate of the palace, there was a burst of intensive footsteps at the entrance of the palace, and a large number of guards in black military uniforms and loaded with live ammunition filed in, pouring into the main hall from outside the gate, blocking the entrance Door.

The two leaders are the only two deputy commanders left in the Forbidden Army.

Seeing this scene, Tang Xiaoyun's face changed slightly, and he stopped immediately.

At this time, Yuan Miaoyu, who was sitting on the main seat, said slowly: "Tang Gongfeng! You don't want to serve me because I am a daughter. I can understand and let you go! But... you have to stay The box in your hand! Otherwise, even though I cherish your talents and cannot bear to lose your hand that covers the sky, I have no choice but to keep you behind for the sake of the great Yan Jiangshan Sheji! Tang worship! I advise you to think twice!"

Tang Xiaoyun looked at the dozens of Ouchi guards with guns and live ammunition blocking the door, his eyes focused on the faces of the two deputy commanders, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he raised his face slightly, his expression showed aloofness, his whole body suddenly An invisible force field was released, and the purple robe on his body suddenly vibrated, slightly swelled and floated.

Tang Xiaoyun chuckled, "Your Highness! Since you feel pity for Tang's sky-shrouding hand, then you must know the power of Tang's sky-shielding hand! Just relying on these dozens of big inner guards? And these two deputy commanders, Do you really think they can keep Tang X? It should be Tang X who advised you to think twice? Why let them die? "

As soon as he said this, Yuan Miaoyu's eyes turned completely cold, and she looked at Tang Xiaoyun without saying a word.

After her eyes were foggy, her eyes turned into a cold and heartless silvery white in vain.

Seeing this, the two deputy commanders at the gate of the palace held the handle of the knife at their waists at the same time, ready to attack.

Among them, the long-faced deputy commander said coldly: "Tang Xiaoyun! You have such a big tone! Your sky-covering hand is certainly famous, but our sixteenth style of the Great Yan is not a vegetarian! Today Kan and Zhang Brother, let’s experience your sky-shrouding hand together!!"

"Ha ha……"

Tang Xiaoyun seemed to be amused by the words of the deputy commander surnamed Kan, and couldn't help letting out a chuckle.

Suddenly, two silver lights shot out from Yuan Miaoyu's eyes on the main seat, and they came to Tang Xiaoyun in an instant.

Tang Xiaoyun was startled, and suddenly turned to look at the two silver lights. With a flash, his figure appeared a few meters away, temporarily dodging the two silver lights.

But those two silver lights seemed to be living things, turning in the void, they shot towards Tang Xiaoyun again.

"Brother Zhang! Shoot!"

Seeing this, the deputy commander surnamed Kan gave a cold shout, and immediately rushed towards Tang Xiaoyun aggressively, with a murderous look on his face.

Hearing the words, the deputy commander surnamed Zhang also had a murderous look in his eyes, half a step behind, he also rushed towards Tang Xiaoyun.

What is the shrouding hand?
Sitting in his seat, Li Zhongwu squinted his eyes and watched the scene of the fight curiously.

He felt that after coming to this era, every master he met was extremely confident.

The breath is bigger than the other.

This Tang Xiaoyun seemed to have great confidence in the power of the Shrouding Hand, but it aroused Li Zhongwu's curiosity.

"court death!!"

Tang Xiaoyun, who was dodging the two silver lights quickly, caught a glimpse of the two deputy commanders rushing over, frowned, and at the same time shouted angrily, suddenly raised his empty right hand, and suddenly, invisible strength permeated around him As if the lid of the pot was lifted suddenly, it was lifted by more than half a meter in an instant.

Immediately, his raised right hand suddenly pushed towards the deputy commanders surnamed Kan and Zhang who were rushing forward, and the next moment, a miraculous scene appeared.

As his right palm was pushed forward, the invisible force pervading around him quickly gathered into the shape of a big gray hand. With a flash of gray light, this big gray hand with a diameter of at least half a meter rushed towards the two assistants. command.

Moreover, this big gray hand seemed to swell when it saw the wind. In the blink of an eye, when it rushed in front of the two deputy commanders, its diameter was already three to four meters.

"Bang, bang..."

Before the two deputy commanders had time to draw their swords, their rushing figures were slapped away by this big gray hand.

The speed of throwing out is much faster than the speed they just rushed over.

In mid-air, they spurted blood from their mouths.

And Tang Xiaoyun, who took the time to strike out with a palm, dodged the two silver lights again in a flash. (end of this chapter)