I am the seventeenth prince

Chapter 277 Chapter 281 Becoming a Target (3 More)
The mist was deep and invisible.

The illusory figure walked through it, bringing the clouds with it, and came to the rocky cliff. The river of the rocky rock was rushing, falling straight down from the cliff like nine days.

Gorgeous ripples, dazzling brilliance.

Leaping down, stepping on the air, true energy surges from the bottom of the feet, making it a supporting point, one after another.

These people are like the actions of immortals.

The vast platform, the power of the strange terrain, the strange formation pattern, cumbersome, mysterious, like gold but not gold, there are stone beasts of various shapes standing on the edge of the stone platform, or like fire wolves with burning tails, hairless birds , There are no fewer than dozens of snakes entrenched on the ground.

call.

There was a gasp.

Four people are located on the stone platform, three men and one woman, either wearing Taoist robes, or strong clothes, or warrior gowns, or weird animal skin skirts.

These four people are the disciples of the younger generation selected by the Four Sacred Sects for nearly half a year. The sects originally looked like elites, and the people selected from them are even more outstanding.

They are all in their early twenties to less than thirty, handsome men and pretty women, with a heroic spirit that is wanton and free and easy.

The wind and cloud are distorted, the clouds are pouring down, and the silhouettes are outlined.

In the universe, a generation of saints stands in the void.

"The four of you are outstanding disciples of my Four Sacred Sects. Their talents are among the best in the world, and they are among the best in history. We have placed high hopes on you. I poured out my Four Sects' thousand years of experience, conditions that even ordinary sects cannot give.

You have all reached the threshold of the realm of masters. We only give you five years in five years. As long as you perform well in these five years, we will give you unimaginable resources and try our best to fight for them.

This is the greatest opportunity of your life. "

The voice lingered.

"Yes."

The four people on the platform have already received specific information from their respective sects calling to this secret place.

When the Great War of Saints cannot be launched, the only place where the Four Saints can show their strength is to use young disciples to deal with the coming chaotic era.

It is even said that the four sages of the sect did not expect the birth of another sage of the sect, so as to reduce the pressure on the sect.

"Li Ye, the prince of the Yu Dynasty, a person who shocked us four old men, he will be your biggest challenge. In the past five years, not only you have been practicing, but he is also practicing.

So whether it is for the honor or for the future, you all have to put in ten times or a hundred times more effort than before.Remember, you are all outstanding figures of Zongmen's generation.

Go ahead, go beyond him, beat him. "

An incomparably ferocious aura rose, and Qian Kun hugged his arms round.

The heaven and the earth seem to move and twist with his hands, and the yin and yang qi breed and harmonize with each other from afar.

One side is dark and the other side is light.

The four people below looked at the vision in front of them, all of them were agitated. The terrifying energy column fell from the sky, but it did not cause much movement. It merged into the platform, and the platform in the naturally sunken cliff seemed to be alive.

As if the earth's veins were pulsating, a heartbeat seemed to be in the hearts of the four of them.

White mist rises.

In an instant, it expanded to the entire platform, and in the white mist where you couldn't see your fingers, suddenly four pairs of eyes lit up red.

The roar of the beast sounded.

Qian Kun glanced at the movement below, nodded, and then his figure drifted away.

"Li Ye, five years"

leisurely voice.

Without Li Ye's knowledge, he became the biggest enemy of the younger generation in the sectarian world.

Ha Chi.

Sneezed, Li Ye, who was lying on the eagle's back, rubbed his nose. For some reason, he sneezed twice.

He opened his eyes, and a chill rose from the bottom of his heart, as if he was being targeted by some ferocious beast, which made him tremble.

This feeling gave him a bad premonition.

At this time, it has been more than a month since An Dongjun and his party.

Under the urging of Li Zhi from Yu Jing's repeated messages, Li Ye, who was reluctant to return to Beijing, could only get on the goshawk and rush back to Yu Jing.

Speaking of which, he didn't know why?
Li Zhi's words of credit were very strict, full of a sense of anxiety, which made Li Ye puzzled. What made Li Zhi so anxious?
Slowly closing his eyes, the sound of his breathing became longer and longer, but his chest did not rise and fall with the breathing rhythm, as if he had fallen into some kind of miraculous state of cycle of life and death.

Pores are dilated, Qi and blood are gushing.

The body seemed to be on fire, and it was getting hotter and hotter.

At the same time, his true qi was quickened, the sword spread, and the strange light image was reflected, and the figures floated and densely packed, each doing their own things.
The wind howled, but it didn't affect the existence of the figure in the slightest.

The rider on the back of the eagle watched quietly. From the figure, the two riders could understand, but also could not understand.

Yu Jing.

a mansion.

Pavilions, terraces and attics, red cornices, and green brackets are decorated with exquisite decorations during the period.

Dressed in an elegant palace dress, the enchanting Feng Yang walked around the courtyard like a hostess, walking along the corridors and stone steps, looking at this increasingly spacious courtyard, the corners of his mouth could not help but rise slightly.

This mansion was Li Ye's residence in Yujing City. It was originally not that big, but as time passed and decrees were issued from time to time, the mansion gradually included the surrounding courtyards.

As a result, it became bigger and bigger, and even surpassed the prince-level specifications long ago.

You have to know that in name, Li Ye still only has the status of prince, and doesn't even have the title of county king or prince. Except for some old and stubborn people, everyone in Yujing seems to be blind and let Li Yuan do what he wants.

A gentle breeze came from the jade bone fan fanning behind Fengyang.

"It won't work there. I don't like bamboo pavilions. I'll replace them with stone pavilions."

Feng Yang waved his hand and pointed to the bamboo pavilion in the lake in the distance, and said to an old woman behind him.

Her marriage with Li Ye is near.

In order to better change her mentality and become the hostess of this mansion, during this time, she often came and went here, instructing the renovation work of the yard and hanging lanterns with colorful decorations.

Qin's envoys have arrived, and the wedding date has been agreed.

"hurry up."

Gradually, Fengyang came to a rockery, a warehouse, full of voices.

On the branching path that turns, servants pass by carrying a large and heavy box from time to time.

"Where are those boxes?" she asked.

"The old maid doesn't know what it is, but it should be a gift from someone else, or captured by His Highness at the front line." The old woman replied.

Fengyang was silent.

In fact, she often learned that Li Ye's mansion received a large number of boxes, which were suspected to be valuables, but she did not check them carefully.

In any case, it's not good for her to make people mistakenly think that she is the kind of money-greedy image.

To say that you are not curious is to say that it is false.

The warehouse door.

Xiangyu held the ledger in her hand, opened it, and checked the number of boxes.

Neatly arranged boxes were opened one after another, golden bars, bottles of medicinal elixirs, strange vermilion fruits, and spiritual plants 'Nine Colored Flowers'. All of them are beneficial to martial arts.

"On the box, carry it in and register."

(End of this chapter)