Bring some shock to the world of cultivating immortals

"Sowing discord?"

Zhu Gaoxu, the king of Han, walked out swaggeringly with his hands behind his back. He did not appear, and he even wore just the most ordinary lavender python robe. He stood behind Mrs. Golden Snake, raised his head, and smiled wildly.

"Digging for the truth?"

The long knife at the waist hangs diagonally next to the scabbard. It is very strange, but it also gives people a strange and chilling feeling. The King of Han was half-shaken like this, looking very irregular and not too handsome.

"Or do you think I will play a sad drama about a loving father and a filial son?"

Mrs. Golden Snake was speechless. She just looked at Zhu Qianyun in front of her, with a golden luster in her eyes. After a moment, she closed her eyes, breathed a sigh of relief, and said:

"I didn't expect that today's news would disturb His Highness the King of Han. I will apologize to you, my dear."

"Little girl?"

King Han raised his eyebrows and said with a half-smile: "You are older than me, and you are still a little girl? Mrs. Golden Snake, you are thicker-skinned than that kid."

Mrs. Golden Snake was choked. She looked at the King of Han, wanting to speak but stopping. She stopped talking but wanted to.

Are you having an affair with that person named Zhou?
"Your Highness, why is this happening?"

With a long sigh, Mrs. Golden Snake stared at King Han standing on the stone brick road and whispered: "Why must this war be caused?"

"You came to attack my daughter, and I still have to explain this to you?"

The King of Han sneered, his arrogant look was very domineering, "The demon tribe is the demon tribe. You are a demon for one day and you will be a demon for the rest of your life. Want to make you people understand us humans? A bunch of rotten and smelly rotten oranges. When they are rotten, they are Rotten."

Faced with the almost humiliating words of King Han, Mrs. Golden Snake did not get angry. She just looked at the other person calmly and asked, "Is there no room for relaxation?"

"From the day you plotted the Dragon Vein, there was only one ending for the Golden Snake Gang."

Putting his hand on the handle of the long sword, King Han put away his smile, replaced by the ruthlessness and determination of the superior.

"destruction."

The sword flashed.

The Ming Dynasty's cultivation system is complicated, but in the end it all falls into the three paths of "dragon and tiger energy", "lingqi" and "immortal energy". Whether it is the ordering method of "the weakest in the first realm, the strongest in the ninth realm" of the Ling Qi master, or the "weakest in the ninth realm, the strongest in the first realm" of Dragon Tiger Qi, they are all different, but they reach the same goal through different paths.

However, there is one exception.

Warrior.

Cen Shu once expressed emotion that martial arts is not flourishing nowadays and fewer and fewer people are willing to devote themselves to studying martial arts. Zhou Li had also noticed that the Ming Dynasty's martial arts was gradually declining, and the research and development of martial arts was becoming less and less. Everyone was using martial arts that were more than ten years ago or even hundreds of years ago.

Warriors, martial arts people, what they study is martial arts. According to common sense, the decline of martial arts will inevitably lead to the decline of warriors, and this is indeed the case. Since the number of border wars has decreased, martial arts have become less and less useful. Instead, spiritual methods derived from spiritual energy have been valued by people, and the originally strong martial arts group has also begun to decline.

But decline does not mean decline.

The King of Han is the ultimate warrior and the ultimate martial artist.

His sword is not very fast, at least in the eyes of those spiritual masters, King Han's sword can be called "slow" to some extent. Because there is too little spiritual energy in his sword, and there is not much dragon and tiger energy.

But only the souls of those who died under his sword could understand how fast King Han's sword was.

Inescapable.

His sword is designed to kill people, and his martial arts skills are also very simple, which is to cut the enemy's throat and slit the opponent's vitals in the simplest and most straightforward way.

His sword is not fast, but you can't block it, dodge it, or dodge it. His sword energy is not sufficient because his killing intent and the fierceness of his sword are enough to tear everything apart, leaving some energy to chop off an enemy's head.

Ding.

The embroidery needle fell on the table, but the blade struck her throat.

The golden vertical pupils stretched slowly and indifferently, reflecting the face of King Han. The shimmering blade reflected a golden halo, which seemed to be a human face or a snake's tail. "Is it time for you and me to break up? Your Highness, King Han."

Mrs. Golden Snake stretched out her hand, gently pushed the blade away from her throat, and asked calmly and indifferently: "Or are you unable to wait any longer?"

"Ah."

The King of Han narrowed his eyes. He removed the ordinary long knife in his hand and put it into the scabbard. After taking a step back, King Han clapped his hands, as if wiping away the dust on his hands, and said without any scruples:
"What you said is really right. It's not the right time."

The King of Han looked at Mrs. Jin Snake with a half-smile, and said, "Please go back. I don't want our big taxpayer in Taiying to make any mistakes today. Madam, don't forget that we haven't given you this year's silver yet."

"My little girl will give it to you tomorrow."

Mrs. Jin Snake looked at King Han with a faint smile on her face, "Or should the fee be increased this year?"

"I'm not some beastly bastard who lives on that little bit of money every day."

After sneering, the King of Han turned sideways and said calmly: "Go ahead, I will just treat today's matter as having nothing to do with you. Next time, don't say anything more."

"I will give you an explanation for hurting Miss Zhu."

Mrs. Golden Snake did not take a step forward. She was not stupid and knew that many things were not over yet. She glanced at Zhu Qianyun not far away, and then said softly: "You can make any price you want. If I can do it, I will definitely not refuse."

"It's nothing for you to worry about."

What is somewhat surprising is that the King of Han did not care about this matter. On the contrary, he just shook his head and said calmly: "Come back quickly, and don't forget the invitation that little friend Zhou sent you."

"invitation?"

Mrs. Golden Snake was stunned for a moment, and then said in shock: "Are you talking about the concubine selection meeting?"

"You are a citizen of my Taiying. What's wrong with you attending a concubine selection meeting? Or do you think I'm not good enough for you?"

King Han frowned and asked in a deep voice.

Mrs. Golden Snake had no words. She just looked at King Han with a cryptic expression. One person and one snake seemed to be having a confrontation, but they were speechless. After a long time, in this tense atmosphere, Mrs. Golden Snake smiled.

"My little girl will never refuse."

After leaving these words, Mrs. Golden Snake turned and left. Before leaving, she took a deep look at Tang Wan not far away and smiled at her.

"Why do I feel that she is not very friendly to me?"

Tang Wan, who had gone to the King of Han to bring in reinforcements early, said doubtfully as he approached Zhou Li.

"If you ruin other people's plans, who can tolerate you?"

Zhou Li lowered his voice and said.

At this time, the King of Han also walked over slowly. Zhou Li quickly turned off his LED special effects lights, stepped forward, and said cheerfully: "Thank you, His Highness the King of Han, for your help, otherwise today would be..."

"Penetrating injury."

The King of Han ignored Zhou Li and walked to Zhu Qianyun who was standing aside. Zhou Li and Tang Wan were not surprised by this either. He shrugged and didn't care that the King of Han ignored him. After all, the feeling of licking a calf is understandable. The King of Han’s feelings for Zhu Qianyun have always been...

"pity."

The back of the knife reflected Zhu Qianyun's shocked gaze, and with blood splashing, the girl fell to the ground with an incredible weight.

"not enough."

The King of Han wiped away the blood on the back of the knife.

He is calm. (End of chapter)