Mountains and rivers are in her palm

Chapter 403 Lu Ziye, Striking Viciously
"The demeanor of His Royal Highness is superior to that of the late emperor!" A deep voice sounded from behind the crowd.

The believers who heard the voice seemed to have taken a reassurance, and fell silent instantly, and picked up the weapons on the ground.

In the minds of believers, Song Hua is omnipotent, and he is already a god in their hearts.

From the fact that he was able to resurrect Song Ning, the faith in the hearts of the believers was further strengthened.

Song Huaxu pushed the wheelchair and walked slowly.

Shen Shuyun changed into another set of clothes, crimson purple, and her hair was chosen by Song Huaxu.

This set of clothes is Song Ning's favorite set.

She sat on the wheelchair with a blank expression, and Song Huaxu stood behind her.

"National teacher is really a big airs, he is only willing to come out if he is alone." Seeing Song Huaxu coming out, Xiao Pingfeng shook the apostle in his hand: "Why don't you sell your face alone? "

Song Huaxu didn't raise his eyelids: "It's just a traitor, His Highness the Crown Prince will deal with it on his behalf."

As soon as these words came out, the desire to survive made the apostle struggle wildly.

But in the next second, Xiao Pingfeng directly twisted his neck, and threw him to the ground like throwing a rag.

For this kind of person, he never bothered to listen to his nonsense.

Kill it directly, it will be done once and for all, it will be clean and hygienic, and you will feel at ease.

Yan Lingzhen passed the handkerchief beside her sensiblely, and Xiao Pingfeng took it and wiped every finger carefully.

With this posture, the apostle could be enraged after death.

Looking at the apostle who was dying on the ground, Yan Lingzhen covered his face with a veil.

For the sake of sister Huaiyu, give him the last bit of decency.

Song Huaxu was condescending, standing behind Shen Shuyun with an attitude of an absolute defender, his expression was unpredictable.

Although Xiao Pingfeng was standing at the bottom of the steps, his expression was laziness, and he walked leisurely in the courtyard without feeling cramped at all.

He is a born king, but just standing there, his aura is already overwhelming, making people dare not look directly at him.

"The national teacher doesn't seem to be surprised at all." Xiao Pingfeng spoke first.

Song Huaxu chuckled: "You and I both know that this day will come sooner or later."

So sooner or later, it doesn't matter, it will always come.

Xiao Pingfeng raised her thin lips and chuckled: "Sure enough, he is a national teacher, even if he can see it openly, if the father has half the mind of a national teacher, he will not fall into that kind of situation."

What the late emperor did was always taboo.

Even Xiao Pingfeng, the crown prince, dared to say it in public, but ordinary people dare not mention it at all.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince is still cautious. The first emperor also made great achievements in the past, but he was negligent for a while, so he took a detour." Song Huaxu said lightly.

"What the national teacher said is to pick himself up completely. The national teachers of all dynasties have shouldered the important task of assisting the monarch. How did you get here? What the late emperor did was his personal choice, and it has nothing to do with you ?” A clear voice came from behind.

Yan Wanqing couldn't bear it anymore, she hated Song Huaxu's ugly face the most.

She walked very fast, and it is not an exaggeration to describe her footsteps as flying.

Xiao Pingfeng knew her well, and knew that she was very angry.

Song Huaxu's expression loosened a little when he heard the voice, but he quickly regained his composure.

He glanced at Xiao Pingfeng, and his eyes fell on Yan Wanqing again.

"Just now I was saying that you are inseparable from Mengmeng, why is he here and didn't see you, it turns out that Yi Rong has gone to be a villain."

Yan Wanqing raised her hand and tore off her human skin mask, revealing that beautiful and beautiful face.

"A real villain is better than a hypocrite, isn't it?" Yan Wanqing said every word, with a sarcastic smile on her red lips, she stood beside Xiao Pingfeng, looked at Song Huaxu and shouted: "Master."

"I can't afford to call you Master." Song Huaxu sneered.

Yan Wanqing did not back down at all: "My father often taught me that one day will be a teacher and a lifelong father. You can still afford to say "Master", but you know the last half of the sentence."

"You owe our Yan family, and the people of the world, too much, so much that you won't be sorry if you die."

The last four words were almost squeezed out between her lips and teeth.

Shen Shuyun in the wheelchair couldn't sit still after seeing Yan Wanqing tear off her mask.

But soon she forcibly suppressed the excitement in her heart, and now it is a critical moment, she must not lose the chain.

In the face of Yan Wanqing's crusade, Song Huaxu seemed too calm.

"People are mortal, and there will be a definite number of whether they owe heaven or not. The late emperor and Zhen Guogong, the poor Tao just gave them choices. What they choose to do and what kind of consequences they lead to are their karma. This is the last lesson my teacher will teach you."

All kinds of past events are gone.

It is inevitable for Yan Wanqing to hate him.

But it's a pity that he has been planning in Dawei for so many years.

He didn't expect that he would be destroyed by his proud apprentice in the end.

Yan Wanqing listened to Song Huaxu's words: "Sounding grand!"

"There's no need to say one more word to someone like you, it's just a waste of time." Yan Wanqing's eyes were cold: "Today is your death date, and the day you pay off your debts!"

Seeing that the hands under her sleeves had gathered internal strength, Song Huaxu stared at her abdomen motionlessly, with deep meaning in his eyes.

"Go." He pulled the wheelchair and stood behind the crowd, speaking to the believers in a calm tone.

I don't know if it was because Song Huaxu was in charge, the believers who had been scared to pieces, took up their weapons again at this moment and launched a fierce attack.

As if they were not the ones who were just beaten and retreated, the big men headed by Guimian Wenrou did not dare to underestimate the enemy. Song Huaxu only needs to stand there to be able to give such encouragement to the believers, so his own strength is even stronger. Not to be underestimated.

Yan Wanqing and Xiao Pingfeng looked at each other, ready to go.

But someone is faster than them.

Only seeing a red figure flying down from the eaves, Yan Hongzhao went straight to Song Huaxu with a long sword in his hand: "Then let me ask the leader for advice!"

She practiced martial arts with Lord Zhen Guo since she was a child, and was obsessed with martial arts. Later, she learned from many masters.

Lu Ziye made a fierce attack.

It is synonymous with Yan Hongzhao now.

So compared to Yan Wanqing, Yan Hongzhao's tricks are really beyond comprehension.

Song Huaxu pushed the wheelchair aside and wrestled with Yan Hongzhao.

But Jiang is still old and hot, Yan Hongzhao is young and vigorous, and his martial arts is strong, but he was still injured in Song Huaxu's hands. Seeing that he was about to be held hostage by him, Xiao Pingfeng immediately shot and took Yan Hongzhao Pulled back, and then started to fight with Song Huaxu.

"Are you okay?" Yan Wanqing asked while supporting Yan Hongzhao.

Yan Hongzhao panted, and shook her head: "It's okay, sister."

She stared at the two people who were smashed in front of her, her eyes shone with excitement.

Is this the ultimate secret of martial arts?

Yan Hongzhao watched obsessively, trying to see every move of the two of them clearly.

(End of this chapter)