City Marshal

At ten o'clock in the morning, the sun was shining brightly. The long outline of the carved beams and painted columns was winding and deep, as if there was no end. The golden splendor has an incomparable beauty.

This is the mansion where the king of Tibet lived, and it is also the place where Chutian paid homage to the king of Tibet.

Walking at the front of the line was an old woman with gray hair, combed in a dragon bun, wrongly inserted gold tassels, and dressed in black patterns. Although she had a cane, she still walked lightly and had a dignified manner. The big housekeeper is also the nanny who watched Medo Dolma grow up, she is very burly.

"Young Commander, King Zao is in the study, please!"

She pushed open the door with a calm expression, sideways her hands neither humble nor overbearing, and then turned and left with an indifferent face. Chu Tian had already learned from Mei Duo that this quite old woman was a highly respected woman in the Tibetan King's Mansion. Even the king of Tibet respects three points, and knows this backyard...

Only she and Mei Duo can come here without any reason, other trespassers will be shot and killed.

This shows her special status, and also shows the trust of the king of Tibet in the old woman!However, Chu Tian was not surprised. Judging from the old woman's age, she must have witnessed the rise of this generation of Tibetan kings, and also participated in the action of destroying the previous Tibetan king, so it is understandable that she was given a heavy responsibility by the Tibetan king.

The old woman drifted away, and finally disappeared without a trace.

Chu Tian turned his head back to the ancient wooden door, and then walked into the study calmly. Although it was in the dark and quiet study room, he still had the feeling of light in his eyes. The first thing that came into his eyes was the only light source in the dark corner. Without a single hair, the shiny head.

Then, there was a pair of cloudy eyes of the elderly, which lit up in the darkness. These eyes reminded Chu Tian of the old woman who had just aged. Compared with the latter, the bald old man in front of him was even paler and weaker. There was already a breath of dying in those vicissitudes of life eyes.

It's just that even though he was decadent and old, Chu Tian still judged him to be the king of Tibet.

No matter how old and disabled some people are, they still have the demeanor of a king, such as the person in front of them!

"Young commander?"

King Zao sat in a rocking chair behind a desk with a width of three meters, and asked in a flat voice. The voice was as gentle as the wind passing through the gap in the door. You couldn't hear it clearly unless you listened carefully. There was a tall man behind King Zao. The bookshelf has all kinds of books on it, such as "The Analects of Confucius", "Diamond Sutra" and so on.

The books are all half-covered by carved glass to keep out moisture and dust, and the glass has been wiped clean, not even a trace of stain can be found, and Zao is in the shadow of the bookshelf, except for his forehead. That little bit of light is like a lighthouse guiding the way in the dark.

"Exactly, the boy is exactly Chu Tian."

Chu Tian replied in a flat tone. Although the king of Tibet is the person in charge, a person with such an identity means he has the power of life and death, and the king of Tibet is the absolute decision maker of this mountain city, but Chu Tian still behaved neither humble nor overbearing. Knowing that the two can talk lies in equality.

"Mei Duo likes you, but I don't!"

As if he didn't hear Chu Tian's answer, the King of Tibet continued to ask unhurriedly, his voice still low and deep: "Although Mei Duo is a daughter, she is an eagle hovering forever in Tibet. I don't like it." She's obsessed with you, and you'll lose her fighting spirit."

"Leave her! Promise to leave her! Otherwise the consequences will be serious."

As he asked these words, several murderous auras suddenly rose from the originally quiet and profound study room, locking Chu Tian tightly from different angles and directions. Behind the bookshelf, there are at least three rare masters.

Although their auras were concealed, the killing intent in their hearts was like a huge wave, sweeping towards Chutian, but Chutian was not afraid at all, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Mei Duo is a good girl, She is also an independent person, she will not be easily swayed by others."

"Unless she really likes someone."

Chu Tian kept his face calm, and responded clearly: "Even if she really likes someone, it has nothing to do with fighting spirit. A strong heart will not be bound by emotions; and Mei Duo has grown up, she can treat her right. The Tibetan Palace is in charge, and there is no need for the Tibetan King to worry about her."

"Too much nonsense!"

Zao's eyes widened slightly, cloudy and calm: "Are you unwilling to leave her?"

Chu Tian exhaled a long breath, and added in a gentle voice: "Princess Mei Duo and I can't even explain the relationship between me, lover? Friend? Or passerby? It seems to be a little bit but it doesn't seem to be anything, but it's good no matter what. , I will never follow your words and leave her."

Chutian raised his finger, showing a murderous intent: "No one can threaten me! King Zao...you can't either."

Chu Tian was fully on guard, if the opponent launched an attack, would he be able to dodge it?In this narrow space, he is not absolutely sure, because he does not know what kind of attack will appear, it may be a crossbow arrow, or it may be a cable net cast down, which may make it difficult for him to defend.

And the three-meter-long desk between him and the king of Tibet also made him close to the possibility of the king of Tibet taking the king of Tibet as a hostage, which became a bit out of reach, but he still maintained strong confidence, because he believed that no matter how difficult it was, The environment also has fighters, and fighters are often vitality.

"Chutian, you are arrogant!"

The king of Zag raised his shiny head slightly, with a gleam in his eyes: "I know your origin and understand your background, but it's not your turn to be presumptuous on the territory of King Zao's mansion. Believe it or not, I will give you an order. Can you go out sideways? Give you another chance."

"Leave Meadow!"

The murderous intent behind the bookshelf is even more vigorous, and it almost bursts out of the air.

A faint sarcasm flashed across Chu Tian's face, and then he responded noncommittally: "It can't be done!"

King Zao waved his finger: "Take it."

Immediately, two figures shot out from behind the bookshelves, sticking to the dark walls on both sides and attacking Chutian from left and right. A man and a woman moved extremely quickly. They didn't use any weapons, but it made people feel that they were weapons. Killed in front of Chu Tian.

The man in Tibetan clothes locked onto Chutian's throat as soon as he stretched out his hand, but before touching Chutian's body, the latter's fingers lightly touched the shoulder of the man in Tibetan clothes. , just like the breeze blowing over the hills, extremely soft and natural, with an indescribable chic.

But when the wind blows, the hills are in chaos.

The corners of the man's mouth in Tibetan clothes twitched uncontrollably, a look of astonishment fell on Chu Tian's face in his eyes, his hands twisted and deformed like a pair of dragon whips, climbing up Chu Tian's right arm like vines growing , firm and tight, but unfortunately it still didn't stop Chu Tiandi's blow.

flutter!

There was a muffled sound, and the clothes on the shoulders of the man in Tibetan clothes were all shattered, and in Chutian's natural and refreshing swipe, his shoulders collapsed and crumbled like crispy pieces of tofu Going down, blood spurted out from the mouth, nose and facial features of the man in Tibetan clothes.

The man in the Tibetan suit lost all his strength as his shoulders collapsed and blood gushed out wildly, but there was no sharp pain in his originally sharp eyes, only an unbelievable shock, while Chu Tian's face was filled with A faint smile and sarcasm... and killing intent.

But he didn't kill him after all, after all, he was from the Palace of the King of Tibet.

When the man in Tibetan clothes staggered and fell to the ground, the Tibetan woman in black also threw herself in front of Chutian with an indifferent expression. Chutian turned her wrist and punched out, without any fancy or skill, just It was so simple and clear.

But there are absolutely few people in the world who can throw such a simple and clear punch.

He is upright and upright, but people can't avoid it at all, and even have no intention of avoiding it!The indifferent Tibetan woman's eyes froze, she wanted to dodge or retreat but was already powerless, only heard a hissing sound, and her shoulder was hit by Chu Tian's powerful energy.

The right shoulder of the Tibetan woman who was photographed by Chu Tian was broken like this!

Immediately afterwards, there was a muffled sound like a bronze bell in an ancient temple, and an extremely complicated expression flashed in the eyes of the Tibetan woman. Looking at Chu Tian who hadn't even touched her in front of her, her whole body was hit horizontally. She went out, and then she slammed the table in front of King Zao heavily.

boom!At ten o'clock in the morning, the sun was shining brightly. The long outline of the carved beams and painted columns was winding and deep, as if there was no end. The golden splendor has an incomparable beauty.

This is the mansion where the king of Tibet lived, and it is also the place where Chutian paid homage to the king of Tibet.

Walking at the front of the line was an old woman with gray hair, combed in a dragon bun, wrongly inserted gold tassels, and dressed in black patterns. Although she had a cane, she still walked lightly and had a dignified manner. The big housekeeper is also the nanny who watched Medo Dolma grow up, she is very burly.

"Young Commander, King Zao is in the study, please!"

She pushed open the door with a calm expression, sideways her hands neither humble nor overbearing, and then turned and left with an indifferent face. Chu Tian had already learned from Mei Duo that this quite old woman was a highly respected woman in the Tibetan King's Mansion. Even the king of Tibet respects three points, and knows this backyard...

Only she and Mei Duo can come here without any reason, other trespassers will be shot and killed.

This shows her special status, and also shows the trust of the king of Tibet in the old woman!However, Chu Tian was not surprised. Judging from the old woman's age, she must have witnessed the rise of this generation of Tibetan kings, and also participated in the action of destroying the previous Tibetan king, so it is understandable that she was given a heavy responsibility by the Tibetan king.

The old woman drifted away, and finally disappeared without a trace.

Chu Tian turned his head back to the ancient wooden door, and then walked into the study calmly. Although it was in the dark and quiet study room, he still had the feeling of light in his eyes. The first thing that came into his eyes was the only light source in the dark corner. Without a single hair, the shiny head.

Then, there was a pair of cloudy eyes of the elderly, which lit up in the darkness. These eyes reminded Chu Tian of the old woman who had just aged. Compared with the latter, the bald old man in front of him was even paler and weaker. There was already a breath of dying in those vicissitudes of life eyes.

It's just that even though he was decadent and old, Chu Tian still judged him to be the king of Tibet.

No matter how old and disabled some people are, they still have the demeanor of a king, such as the person in front of them!

"Young commander?"

King Zao sat in a rocking chair behind a desk with a width of three meters, and asked in a flat voice. The voice was as gentle as the wind passing through the gap in the door. You couldn't hear it clearly unless you listened carefully. There was a tall man behind King Zao. The bookshelf has all kinds of books on it, such as "The Analects of Confucius", "Diamond Sutra" and so on.

The books are all half-covered by carved glass to keep out moisture and dust, and the glass has been wiped clean, not even a trace of stain can be found, and Zao is in the shadow of the bookshelf, except for his forehead. That little bit of light is like a lighthouse guiding the way in the dark.

"Exactly, the boy is exactly Chu Tian."

Chu Tian replied in a flat tone. Although the king of Tibet is the person in charge, a person with such an identity means he has the power of life and death, and the king of Tibet is the absolute decision maker of this mountain city, but Chu Tian still behaved neither humble nor overbearing. Knowing that the two can talk lies in equality.

"Mei Duo likes you, but I don't!"

As if he didn't hear Chu Tian's answer, the King of Tibet continued to ask unhurriedly, his voice still low and deep: "Although Mei Duo is a daughter, she is an eagle hovering forever in Tibet. I don't like it." She's obsessed with you, and you'll lose her fighting spirit."

"Leave her! Promise to leave her! Otherwise the consequences will be serious."

As he asked these words, several murderous auras suddenly rose from the originally quiet and profound study room, locking Chu Tian tightly from different angles and directions. Behind the bookshelf, there are at least three rare masters.

Although their auras were concealed, the killing intent in their hearts was like a huge wave, sweeping towards Chutian, but Chutian was not afraid at all, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Mei Duo is a good girl, She is also an independent person, she will not be easily swayed by others."

"Unless she really likes someone."

Chu Tian kept his face calm, and responded clearly: "Even if she really likes someone, it has nothing to do with fighting spirit. A strong heart will not be bound by emotions; and Mei Duo has grown up, she can treat her right. The Tibetan Palace is in charge, and there is no need for the Tibetan King to worry about her."

"Too much nonsense!"

Zao's eyes widened slightly, cloudy and calm: "Are you unwilling to leave her?"

Chu Tian exhaled a long breath, and added in a gentle voice: "Princess Mei Duo and I can't even explain the relationship between me, lover? Friend? Or passerby? It seems to be a little bit but it doesn't seem to be anything, but it's good no matter what. , I will never follow your words and leave her."

Chutian raised his finger, showing a murderous intent: "No one can threaten me! King Zao...you can't either."

Chu Tian was fully on guard, if the opponent launched an attack, would he be able to dodge it?In this narrow space, he is not absolutely sure, because he does not know what kind of attack will appear, it may be a crossbow arrow, or it may be a cable net cast down, which may make it difficult for him to defend.

And the three-meter-long desk between him and the king of Tibet also made him close to the possibility of the king of Tibet taking the king of Tibet as a hostage, which became a bit out of reach, but he still maintained strong confidence, because he believed that no matter how difficult it was, The environment also has fighters, and fighters are often vitality.

"Chutian, you are arrogant!"

The king of Zag raised his shiny head slightly, with a gleam in his eyes: "I know your origin and understand your background, but it's not your turn to be presumptuous on the territory of King Zao's mansion. Believe it or not, I will give you an order. Can you go out sideways? Give you another chance."

"Leave Meadow!"

The murderous intent behind the bookshelf is even more vigorous, and it almost bursts out of the air.

A faint sarcasm flashed across Chu Tian's face, and then he responded noncommittally: "It can't be done!"

King Zao waved his finger: "Take it."

Immediately, two figures shot out from behind the bookshelves, sticking to the dark walls on both sides and attacking Chutian from left and right. A man and a woman moved extremely quickly. They didn't use any weapons, but it made people feel that they were weapons. Killed in front of Chu Tian.

The man in Tibetan clothes locked onto Chutian's throat as soon as he stretched out his hand, but before touching Chutian's body, the latter's fingers lightly touched the shoulder of the man in Tibetan clothes. , just like the breeze blowing over the hills, extremely soft and natural, with an indescribable chic.

But when the wind blows, the hills are in chaos.

The corners of the man's mouth in Tibetan clothes twitched uncontrollably, a look of astonishment fell on Chu Tian's face in his eyes, his hands twisted and deformed like a pair of dragon whips, climbing up Chu Tian's right arm like vines growing , firm and tight, but unfortunately it still didn't stop Chu Tiandi's blow.

flutter!

There was a muffled sound, and the clothes on the shoulders of the man in Tibetan clothes were all shattered, and in Chutian's natural and refreshing swipe, his shoulders collapsed and crumbled like crispy pieces of tofu Going down, blood spurted out from the mouth, nose and facial features of the man in Tibetan clothes.

The man in the Tibetan suit lost all his strength as his shoulders collapsed and blood gushed out wildly, but there was no sharp pain in his originally sharp eyes, only an unbelievable shock, while Chu Tian's face was filled with A faint smile and sarcasm... and killing intent.

But he didn't kill him after all, after all, he was from the Palace of the King of Tibet.

When the man in Tibetan clothes staggered and fell to the ground, the Tibetan woman in black also threw herself in front of Chutian with an indifferent expression. Chutian turned her wrist and punched out, without any fancy or skill, just It was so simple and clear.

But there are absolutely few people in the world who can throw such a simple and clear punch.

He is upright and upright, but people can't avoid it at all, and even have no intention of avoiding it!The indifferent Tibetan woman's eyes froze, she wanted to dodge or retreat but was already powerless, only heard a hissing sound, and her shoulder was hit by Chu Tian's powerful energy.

The right shoulder of the Tibetan woman who was photographed by Chu Tian was broken like this!

Immediately afterwards, there was a muffled sound like a bronze bell in an ancient temple, and an extremely complicated expression flashed in the eyes of the Tibetan woman. Looking at Chu Tian who hadn't even touched her in front of her, her whole body was hit horizontally. She went out, and then she slammed the table in front of King Zao heavily.

boom!