The Supreme Powerhouse of Martial Arts

On the ridge of the roof, there was an enchanting smile on the corner of Da Si Ming's mouth, and he said leisurely to the Moon God: "This great Confucian sage can detect our aura, which is indeed something unique."

The yin and yang technique was weird and unpredictable, and Da Si Ming and Luna stood on the roof with no breath fluctuations.

However, Han Chen still noticed them, which was enough to show his strength.

Moon God's face was indifferent, and he stood quietly in the wind, his blue clothes fluttering like a fairy, and said slowly: "The existence that can make His Excellency Donghuang value is naturally extraordinary."

Da Si Ming nodded, she admired Dong Huang Tai Yi extremely.

At this time, she stared at the street opposite Han Chen's frame with sharp eyes. A luxurious car pulled by eight horses was driving towards Han Chen's frame.

She raised her fiery red right hand, stroked her drooping hair, and said with great interest: "The frame of Xiangguo's mansion is here. Our extraordinary existence is probably about to encounter trouble."

Luna's indifferent eyes also stared at the luxurious car.

With her deep and sea-like cultivation, she has already noticed that the person in the car is none other than Lu Buwei, the prime minister of the dynasty.

She said leisurely: "Master Commander, Lu Buwei's arrival is not kind, let's wait and see what happens."

Da Si Ming nodded and said, "Yes, Lord Moon God."

At this moment, on the street.

rumbling...

A huge and luxurious chariot, pulled by eight horses and inlaid with gold, was majestic and majestic, occupying most of the street, slowly driving towards Han Chen.

There was no intention of giving way.

Behind Che Luan, on top of the following horses, each sat a guest minister from the prime minister's mansion, and many of them were powerful men with high cultivation.And behind these guest qings, followed by nearly a hundred government soldiers holding halberds.

In the morning light, this golden chariot shone with noble brilliance, glittering with golden light, full of grandeur, not much less than the emperor's chariot.

The two frames are getting closer.

Finally, when they were three steps apart, they both stopped, neither of them willing to give way.

Inside the golden cheluan, Lu Buwei opened his bright eyes, his eyes penetrated the tulle-like curtain, and looked at the frame opposite him, a curve appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he clapped his hands slowly.

clap clap clap!

Hearing the sound of Lu Buwei clapping his hands, Simakong got off his horse and walked towards Han Chen's carriage with a few soldiers holding gift boxes.

On the opposite side, Mr. Chang Ping, who was sitting in the car, frowned when he saw the other party striding forward, and spoke directly.

"Lord Sima, I was ordered by the king to invite Mr. Han into the city, but you suddenly stopped me here, what is the meaning?"

"Mr. Changping, this statement is wrong."

Hearing Lord Changping's words, Simakong shook his head and smiled, and said to Lord Changping in the car: "Next time, I came here not to block the way, but to welcome the distinguished guests."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at the followers behind him, and gave him a wink.

The entourage immediately understood, and hurriedly held the gift box, walked to the front of the frame, and opened the gift box together, and suddenly there were jewels, shining from the gift box, dazzling.

Simakong clasped his fists slightly, and said to Han Chen in the car, "Master Xiangguo has learned that Mr. Han has come to Xianyang, and specially instructed me to welcome you with generous gifts. Please come to the Xiangfu for a briefing."

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Chapter 11: Embarrassed, Lai Ai (1/3)

On the side of the street, there is an elegant room in a restaurant.

Tian Guang put down the big wine bowl in his hand, stood in front of the window and watched all this, his eyes sparkled, and his heart was full of interest.

"So many gold and silver jewels are indeed a bit tempting."

"I don't know how this Han Chen will respond. Even the old man is looking forward to it."

In the distance of the restaurant, on an imperceptible roof.

Luna stood quietly in the wind, looking towards the street with her beautiful eyes, she could hear Sima Kong's words clearly, and the plan of Xiangfu could not escape her thoughts.

She smiled lightly, and lightly parted her cherry lips, "Drunkards don't mean to drink!"

Lu Buwei came here in person, not to invite Han Chen sincerely, but for another purpose.

Next to him, the corners of Da Si Ming's mouth curled up, his eyes were fixed on the golden Cheluan, and he looked at Lu Buwei's blurred outline, and said softly: "In order to win the reputation of a virtuous and virtuous corporal, our Lord Xiangguo has really worked hard."

There was sarcasm in the words, even some disdain.

Moon God looked at Han Chen's frame, and said, "Our Lord Xiangguo, I'm afraid that we came here in high spirits, and returned in disappointment."

On the street, in the frame.

Han Chen sat quietly beside Xun Kuang, his eyes pierced through the tulle-like curtain, and he didn't even look at the soft gold and silver, but fell directly on Sima Kong's face, and said coldly: "Mr. Han came to Xianyang this time. For the invitation of the King of Qin, Han is not interested in other idlers, if Xiangguo is really a virtuous corporal, please get out of the way immediately."

Refuse!

How dare he refuse!

After hearing Han Chen's words, Yan Dan in the private room of the restaurant and Tian Guang next door were all slightly surprised.

"This Han Chen is so courageous, to reject Lu Buwei face to face!"

However, above the roof.

"Sure enough, as expected."

Neither Luna nor Da Si Ming had any accidents, everything was expected.

Confucianism has a profound background, Han Chen, as a great sage, would not care about gold and silver vulgar things, Lu Buwei seems to be a virtuous corporal, but in fact he is arbitrarily intercepting, Han Chen will naturally not agree.

above the street.

Sima Kong looked angry, "Han Chen, you have already rejected the prime minister once, no one can reject the prime minister twice!"

Hearing Sima Kong's words, Han Chen in the carriage said leisurely, "It didn't exist before, but now it does."

Simakong glared at Han Chen who was in the carriage, "Han Chen, don't toast or eat fine wine!"

Mr. Changping in the carriage, seeing Sima Kong's aggressiveness, said with a cold face: "Mr. Han is the king's distinguished guest, get out of the way quickly, or you will bear the consequences!"

Lu Buwei's car is too big, if he doesn't get out of the way, Han Chen's frame will not pass.

vice versa.

"Let Mr. Xiangguo make way for you? A joke!"

Hearing Lord Changping's request, Simakong was full of sarcasm, "Although Han Chen is a Confucian sage, he is just a commoner. When he meets Lord Xiangguo's car, he should give way!"

"No reason!"

Mr. Changping looked angry, and a majestic aura blasted directly from the car, descending on Simakong.

Ding Ding Deng!

Sima Kong couldn't help himself, and was shaken back three steps.

Although he was not injured, he was a little embarrassed.

This scene made the eyes of the various forces on both sides of the street shrink slightly.

Lu Buwei in the golden car luan had already seen the whole thing in his eyes, and his face was very ugly at the moment.

As the saying goes, it depends on the owner to beat a dog.

The other party slapped him in the face in the street, if he didn't fight back, he would still talk about his dominance.

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"Subordinates are here!"

Hearing Lu Buwei's voice, a black-clothed swordsman riding a horse behind Jin Cheluan immediately agreed respectfully.

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This person has superb swordsmanship, has been in the prime minister's residence for a long time, and is somewhat famous in Xianyang.

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Inside the golden car luan, Lu Buwei's faint voice floated, "Someone is blocking the way of truth, you go and solve it."

"Subordinate, understand!"

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At this time, in the private room of the restaurant.

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For Yan Dan, the more chaotic Xianyang City is, the greater his hope of escaping.

Yandan's private room next door.

Tian Guang, with braids on the back of his head, looked out the window and landed on the black-clothed swordsman.

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Not far from the street, somewhere in a dark corner.

Xuan Jian, carrying black and white swords, blends with the darkness,

A pair of sharp eyes, looking at the location of the long street, felt the tension between the two sides, and a sinister smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

The profound Confucianism and the powerful Xiangguo Mansion, the two had no intersection before, but now, the two collided head-on for the first time on this street.

"Who will be the final winner?"

The red-haired Xuan Jian had an even more sinister smile on his face, and he looked forward to it even more in his heart.

For Luo Wang, the two forces of Confucianism and Xiangfu are definitely not their friends.

Either a friend or an enemy.

Therefore, both Confucianism and the Prime Minister's House will suffer, which is the result they want most.

above the ridge.