Chapter 123.
In Yuchi Zhenjin's view, human beings are just flesh and blood, even if they have practiced hard skills, they are still flesh and blood.

And the tiger's wings cut iron like mud, unparalleled sharpness.

He once held tiger wings and chopped off more than a dozen long knives in one breath, knowing the sharpness of tiger wings.

So in Yuchi Zhenjin's eyes, as long as there are tiger wings, Wang Bo is nothing.That's why Yuchi Zhenjin knew that Wang Bo was invulnerable, but he still didn't take Wang Bo into his eyes.

Because of his sword, because of the tiger wings gave Yuchi Zhenjin great confidence.

He knows that people who have practiced hard kung fu are very powerful, but no matter how powerful they are, they are still human beings. The sharpness of the tiger's wings is enough to make anyone who is connected with hard kung fu despair.

In front of Huyi, anyone who practices hard skills is like a piece of paper.

Even if Yuchi Zhenjin knew that the instruments of torture in Dali Temple were useless to Wang Bo, he didn't care.

The instruments of torture in Dali Temple are fine for ordinary people, but not for people with hard skills.

And the instruments of torture are nothing more than tools to torture people, how can they be comparable to tiger wings.

So from Dali Temple to the palace, Yuchi Zhenjin always thought that he was patient with Wang Bo. If he hadn't been so patient, Wang Bo would have been hacked to death by him.

But now, Yuchi Zhenjin finally reacted.

I underestimated Wang Bo.

His hard work has long been out of the scope of human beings. Even a magic weapon like tiger wings is still useless in front of Wang Bo.

Tiger wings are indeed sharp and can cut iron like mud, but Wang Bo's body is harder than steel.

For a moment, Yuchi Zhenjin's hairs stood on end. If even the tiger wings couldn't hurt Wang Bo, then what else could stop Wang Bo? If Wang Bo went crazy here, who could stop him from hurting the queen.

If Wang Bo really hurt the Empress Dowager, then wouldn't he be guilty of an unforgivable crime called Yuchi Zhenjin.

"enough!"

At this moment, Wu Zetian, who was sitting on the dragon chair, scolded, "Did you take the widow seriously!!!"

Yuchi Zhenjin trembled in fright, and immediately knelt down on the ground.

"The minister was terrified. He made a big mistake in a moment. He used force in front of the emperor. I also ask the Queen of Heaven to forgive me."

Wang Bo looked at the majestic and charming Wu Zetian, grabbed the clothes with knife marks everywhere, and said, "Tian Hou, find me a dress, it's too tattered and uncomfortable to wear."

Wu Zetian's phoenix eyes opened, she was full of majesty, and ordinary people would probably have been frightened to the point of tearing their hearts apart.

But Wang Bo didn't care.

"Come here, go and change some clothes for the prince." She said in a deep voice, her tone seemed to be a bit unfriendly. For this kind of person who doesn't take herself seriously, Wu Zetian said that she is not angry, that is impossible of.

However, seeing Yuchi Zhenjin's attack just now, she also understood a little bit.

Wang Bo is really good.

Even Hu Yi couldn't hurt the opponent even the slightest bit, which is enough to prove the strength of this man.

So Wu Zetian had to hold back the anger in his heart, and let Wang Bo get some points for the time being.

Because she knew very well that no one could stop this man in this imperial study room, and how precious her body was, she didn't deserve to be angry because of a reckless man.

Several court ladies stepped forward and took Wang Bo down, and presented him with luxurious clothes in a side hall.

Wang Bo took a few glances, then stretched out his arms helplessly, and asked the maid to help him change his clothes.

After all, ancient clothes are quite cumbersome to wear.

Wang Bo really didn't know how to wear it for a while.

At home, Liu'er and Yu'er helped Wang Bo change his clothes, but this time in the palace, Wang Bo could only rely on these maids.

After a while, after changing his clothes, Wang Bo took out a mirror as tall as a person from his four-dimensional pocket in front of all the court ladies, and put it on the ground.I stood in front of the mirror and looked at myself in ancient clothes.

Two words, atmosphere!

The clothes used by the royal family are definitely made of the best fabrics, and they look very majestic on Wang Bo's body.

As for whether the charm has been improved, Wang Bo is not quite sure.

While Wang Bo was watching himself in the mirror, several court ladies looked at the one-person-high mirror with disbelief, feeling that they had seen something unbelievable.

In modern times, a mirror taller than one person is not worth a lot of money.

But looking at ancient times, this is priceless.

What kind of mirrors were used in the Tang Dynasty?Anyone with a little common sense knows that it is a bronze mirror!
And the clarity of the bronze mirror is like a goblin, which can torture people to death.This is Wang Bo's most intuitive feeling, so when Wang Bo looks in the mirror, he will never use a bronze mirror.

Because this does not reflect Wang Bo's original appearance at all.

Only mirrors made by modern technology can clearly show a person's spirit.

How many court ladies have ever seen such a modern handicraft, especially the scenery reflected in the mirror, as clear and terrifying as seen with the naked eye.

Compared with the bronze mirror, it is simply not the same level.

Looking at ancient times, this priceless treasure is simply priceless.So one by one squeezed beside Wang Bo, wanting to see what happened.

Wang Bo straightened his clothes in front of the mirror, then put the mirror back.

Although such mirrors are nothing to Wang Bo, and there are hundreds of them in the four-dimensional pocket, Wang Bo will not give them to others for nothing.

After all, this kind of thing was too expensive in ancient times.

After Wang Bo took back the mirror, the maids felt lost, but they didn't dare to say anything, so they had to take Wang Bo back to the imperial study.

And Wang Bo found that there were a few more breathing sounds in the imperial study.

These breaths, if present, are hidden in the dark.

Wang Bo couldn't help laughing. Obviously, these people should be the so-called masters. It goes without saying that their purpose of appearing here is to protect Wu Zetian.

It seems that even the emperor and empress are afraid of death.

Wang Bo didn't seem to notice anything, he stepped forward, cupped his hands and said, "Wang Bo, a grassroots man, I have seen the Queen of Heaven."

"Presumptuous!" Yuchi Zhenjin scolded: "Wang Bo, you are just a commoner, why don't you kneel down when you see the Empress?"

"Probably because I don't know how to rule." Wang Bo thought for a while and replied.

Yuchi Zhenjin: ...

Wu Zetian: ...

Maid: ...

Lian Nishang couldn't help but look at Wang Bo a few times, thinking that Wang Bo really has no taboos, and such a person is either a fool, or he is really, as he said, invincible in the world, and his knowledge is enough to make a prince proud.

Yuchi's lungs of Zhenjin Qi were about to explode, his five fingers were clenched into fists, making a rattling sound, his handsome face flushed as red as his red hair.

In particular, it can be seen that he is really pissed off.

However, Wang Bo is really not nervous at all, he just likes to see the feeling that the other party wants to kill him, but there is nothing he can do about him.

(End of this chapter)

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