The Mad Prince of Tang Dynasty, Inheritance of the Sword Saint at the Beginning

Wu Jiangxian also nodded, they have seen Li Kuan's cruelty, it is impossible for a god to protect such a villain.

However, even without the blessing of the gods, there is definitely a shocking secret hidden behind Li Kuan, otherwise it would be impossible to have today's achievements.

The two women looked at each other and saw the thoughts in each other's eyes.

Both of them wanted to find out the secret behind Li Kuan.

But thinking of Li Kuan using them as bait to seduce other Sui people to come to the door, and thinking of Li Kuan's confident appearance at that time, the two women had an ominous premonition in their hearts.

"Whether it's Pei Yuanqing or Wei Wentong who came here this time, no matter who it is, if they come with a large army, even if they don't win, they won't lose."

Murong Yue and Wu Jiangxian shook their heads, throwing some thoughts out of their heads.

On the other side, the conversation between the two girls reached Li Kuan's ears, but Li Kuan dismissed it.

The nightmare of the world?He will only be the remnant of the Sui Dynasty, the nightmare of those who rebelled against the internal party and foreign enemies.

As the sun sets, the golden afterglow sprinkles on the lake, like a layer of gold-plated mirror, dazzling and dazzling.

A bonfire was lit outside the cabin, dispelling the darkness of the night.

The elites of the Tang Dynasty surrounded the wooden house and treated it solemnly, not daring to relax at all.

On the contrary, in the dense forest outside the lake, everything is quiet, even the chirping of insects and birds has disappeared.

In the wooden house, Li Kuan sat on a simple bed, cross-legged and meditating.

Suddenly, there was only a creak, and the dilapidated wooden door was pushed open.

Opening his eyes, what he saw was Zi Luan, who was tall and well-proportioned, with a charming and seductive look between his brows.

The corner of Li Kuan's mouth raised, and the candle went out.

The shadow of the moon is whirling, the shadows of people are in pairs, and there are only a few fairy voices, which are endless.

Murong Yue and Wu Jiangxian next door looked at the candles in the room, dazed.

The next morning, the sky was bright.

In Wanku Mountain.

"What! Murong Yue and Wu Jiangxian were captured by that crazy prince Li Kuan!"

In the attic, Pei Yuanqing was hanging down on the table, his already angry expression became more and more ferocious, as crazy as being imprisoned in a cage among wild animals, his red eyes stared at Wei Wentong firmly, as if he wanted to kill someone.

Holding a big knife, Wei Wentong gritted his teeth.

"This morning, our people received the news and it has been confirmed that the news is true."

"What's even more exasperating is that this news was spread by Li Kuan himself. This is a declaration of war against us!"

Chang Sun Sheng frowned.

"Li Kuan obviously wanted to go north to Liangcheng, why did he suddenly appear at Murong Yue's residence?"

Pei Yuanqing remained silent, turned around and took a big hammer, ready to leave Wanku Mountain.

Yang Zhao, who was silent at the side, spoke.

"General Pei, don't act out of righteousness for the time being. Li Kuan is a man with deep scheming and vicious intentions. This move is undoubtedly trying to lure us over."

Although the tone was flat, it carried the majesty of the royal family that could not be rejected.

Pei Yuanqing stopped, turned to look at Yang Zhao, with unwillingness and anger on his face.

"Your Majesty, aren't we going to save him?"

Wei Wentong slapped the table, picked up the big knife and stood up.

"Save! Who says no! I'm with you!"

Seeing that someone was still showing loyalty, Pei Yuanqing felt a little more relieved.

Yang Zhao sighed and shook his head.

"We Sui people will never give up on any of our companions, but now the people of Tang Dynasty are staring at us and want to get rid of it quickly. Li Kuan is such an obvious trap. If we step into it, the camp that has taken root so hard will disappear. "

"We dare not take risks, and we don't have the capital to take risks."

"As the king of the Sui Dynasty, I now order you as the emperor. No one can act rashly without my order! If you disobey, you will be punished by military orders!"

The vast and majestic internal force poured out like a raging sea, causing everyone in Wanku Mountain to rush to this majesty, and the entire Wanku Mountain became quiet.

After a while, no one dared to take any action, Yang Zhao stood up.

"In the next few days, I will meet Yuan Tiangang, a Taoist master. At that time, there will be his apprentice Li Chunfeng, and Wanku Mountain will be guarded by you! Everything is subject to the order of the Duke."

Changsun Sheng nodded, and the others also agreed.

Seeing this, Yang Zhao dared to leave.

But not long after Yang Zhao left, the entire Wanku Mountain exploded. Some people agreed to rescue their colleagues, while others were willing to obey Yang Zhao's order and wait here.

On the viewing platform of Wanku Mountain, Changsun Sheng watched Pei Yuanqing leave, took out the messenger pigeon, and prepared to notify Yang Zhao.

If Pei Yuanqing acts recklessly like this, there will definitely be problems, and only Yang Zhao can control him.

Before the carrier pigeon flew out, Xiong Kuohai suppressed Chang Sun Sheng's hand to write the letter.