Fu Canglu

Chapter 406 A Question ([-])
There was a dead silence in the dragon boat dojo.

Yi Xiao quietly looked at the person who spoke earlier.

The wind in the sea area was not too strong, the man was wearing loose linen clothes, and his abdomen was tightened by a thick cloth, revealing a tight and perfect figure, with his arms wrapped around him, the muscles on both arms were stretched, and the lines were exaggerated. Several scars were shockingly entrenched on the exposed skin.

He had a gentle face, but at the moment it was a half-smile, which had no gentle meaning at all.

On the contrary, the cold and murderous aura brought out by the wind and snow in northern Xinjiang can be vaguely seen.

His Highness did not speak.

His tone was still frivolous, and he repeated: "We killed the enemy in northern Xinjiang for Qi Liang, can't we even make this request?"

His Highness lowered his eyebrows.

The princess let go of her hand calmly.

Yi Xiao slowly restrained her smile, and walked towards that person at an extremely slow speed.

The distance between the two gradually became closer.

The man didn't take a step back, and he continued to punish his heart with every word.

"Your Highness, do you want to overwhelm people with force?"

"You are a monster and a great practitioner, I can't beat you"

"But this ship is already in the waters of the South China Sea. You can do it now. Fight to dismantle the ship. At worst, Qi Liang's invitation will be invalidated. I didn't care about the South China Sea Holy Association."

"But there are other Qiliang practitioners on this ship, so you can't dismantle the ship."

Yi Xiao still walked forward with a blank expression.

The man narrowed his eyes, subconsciously began to speak faster: "My family is the hereditary Lord Anle of Lanling City. I went to northern Xinjiang to kill the enemy when I was seven years old. This time, I was ordered by His Majesty to be a prince after returning to Lanling. You can't kill me even if you say something wrong."

His Highness finally came to that person.

He looked indifferently at the familiar face in front of him.

Among the people in the dojo, some of them had met His Royal Highness in Lanling City long ago. When Yi Xiao was still studying and studying but couldn't practice, among the few royal children in Lanling City, they carried swords and swords early, and were killed by them. Among the young geniuses praised by the outside world as the pillars of Qi Liang in the future, this person has a place in front of him.

Fighting in the northern border, he was full of blood, and his realm had reached the ninth rank, and he had sharpened his sense of domain with an extremely strong killing atmosphere.

No wonder he is qualified to go to the South China Sea Holy Meeting with Master Jian.

Most of these people in the dojo have already reached the realm of the Ninth Grade Territory.

Yi Xiao looked at this face carefully.

He is the heir of King Anle.

Even if his words were inappropriate, he couldn't just kill him casually.

His Highness nodded slowly.

Then the big sleeve of the lotus robe fluttered up suddenly, and a golden and iron palm protruded from it, with five fingers closed together, it clasped the man's neck tightly.

Yi Xiao took a step forward with no expression on his face, his strength was mastered very well, without any leakage of external force, the ground trembled slightly.

The whole dragon head 72 giant ship trembled with this step.

Then nothing happened.

His Highness slowly raised his arms.

Yi Xiao's tiger's mouth was held tightly by two hands, his face remained calm, no matter how hard the opponent tried, he couldn't move or even shake it at all.

Until this moment, the heir of King An Le knew how terrifying the physique of the owner of the arm that killed him was.

His cheeks were flushed, his breathing was a little difficult, but he showed no fear at all.

"There will eventually be a battle between the North and the South!"

This is the first sentence.

"Northern Xinjiang is at war with the Northern Wei Dynasty, and people are dying every day. Everyone hopes that Qi Liang can win soon, but as a Qi Liang person, what have you done for Qi Liang?!"

After finishing the second sentence, Yi Xiao unconsciously tightened his hand.

"What's wrong with what I said?! So many people have died in Beijiang, and countless people are full of resentment. Are you not allowed to speak out?!"

"You have the guts to kill me, kill me!"

The little Highness looked at the little Prince Anle who was holding his hand with great difficulty in breathing, and his blood was racing, and he didn't intend to let go of his hand at all.

He still held the opponent up, with a calm expression on his face: "Is it finished?"

The little prince An Le said with a sinister smile, "You can't kill me."

Yi Xiao was silent for a moment, then he turned his head slowly and glanced at the scene.

The people in the arena in the dojo seem to be extremely indifferent.

None of these people cared about the lives or deaths of others besides themselves.

Most of them just took a look, then lowered their heads silently, and continued to be busy with their own practice.

This little Prince Anle at the Ninth Rank Yuyi level is as fragile as a blank sheet of paper in Yi Xiao's hands. In their view, it is really not worth paying attention to.

Having wandered in the rivers and lakes for a long time, I really have a very clear understanding of the word "monster".

The sky is different, the clouds and mud are separated.

In their opinion, what the little prince Anle did was actually a very stupid thing.

The scene in front of me is actually the same as killing Ninth Rank and Ninth Rank killing Eighth Rank.

The same no suspense.

It's a pity that they don't care about the intrigue in the temple. To be precise, these Jianghu geniuses who are qualified to go to the South China Sea Holy Meeting are the group of people who have no intention of fighting in the temple after Qi Liang's careful selection.

That group of pure people.

So they don't know the subtlety of the atmosphere in the room at the moment.

Because at this moment, all the people in the temple folded their arms, waiting to see the end of this farce with an extremely calm and calm attitude.

Including General Jane.

His Highness kept his lowered brows and eyes unchanged.

For a brief moment, he thought of something.

For example, why did the heir of King An Le say such a sentence?

For example, why did they appear on this ship?
In fact, this sentence does not necessarily have to be uttered by the little prince An Le who is being lifted up by him at this moment.

Those who killed the enemy in the northern border, those who killed the enemy in the Western Regions, and the young heirs of princes who had made a great reputation in Qiliang many years ago, all of them present had similar privileges.

The privilege of decree.

That's why Little Prince An Le said that sentence at the end.

"You can't kill me."

Not dare, but can't.

The words he said from Qi Liang's position before, no matter how ugly they are, they can still be taken as an offense even if they take a step back.

What can Yi Xiao do?

This is where the problem lies.

Master Jian folded his arms and quietly watched this scene without making a sound.

At this moment, the princess is looking seriously at the great Qiliang general who is in charge of assembling this dragon boat, and finds that in addition to a faint smile in his eyes, the deepest part is actually a kind of indifference.

A kind of indifference in the bones.

Neither cared about the outcome of the situation nor the final outcome.

It's nothing more than waiting for a result, and it doesn't matter what the result is.

It doesn't matter whether Yi Xiao let the little Prince Anle go, or Yi Xiao killed him.

Your Highness is thinking about a question.

This problem, in fact, has been a sign for a long time.

This problem has already sprouted in Shen Jianhu, in Fengting City, in Luoyang, and then in Qiliang's Nineteenth Dao, it has been vaguely bothering him.

Even after another year or ten years, this problem still exists.

And it must be resolved.

Yi Xiao sighed softly and let go of that hand.

The sound of the landing hit the dragon boat with a bang, and the little prince Anle fell to the ground, covering his neck with his hands, blushing, and turned his head a few times with some difficulty.

Yi Xiao squatted down.

Post the amount with the amount.

"Don't tell me about the royal status." Yi Xiao said seriously: "If you are really a soldier in Northern Xinjiang, you shouldn't beg for your life with the merits of your father's generation, so I really look down on you."

He paused and said, "Trash."

The little prince An Le was a little perplexed.

He suddenly widened his eyes.

The face that was almost close to her, blinked slowly.

In the next moment, a bright golden color flashed in his eyes.

As the flames ignited, Dacheng's Slaughtering Sword Field followed his gaze inch by inch into his mind, burning the soul of the Purple Mansion inch by inch.

A void.

Yi Xiao stood up slowly.

At the same time, one person slowly collapsed to the ground.

His complexion was pale, his seven orifices were bleeding, his eyes were scarlet, and he couldn't die anymore.

Master Jian looked at this scene, and indifferently watched the little Prince Anle die violently in the dojo at the bow of the boat, but his expression was neither sad nor happy. Afterwards, he lowered his eyes slightly, unable to see what thoughts were hidden in his heart.

Yi Xiao glanced across the people in the dojo.

Skim over the geniuses of the rivers and lakes without stopping.

He smiled lightly, and said flatly: "The South China Sea Holy Association is the Jianghu Holy Association, so the people on this boat should all be from the Jianghu."

Yi Xiao shifted his gaze to General Jian, and asked with a smile, "Really?"

Jian Zhaoxin hummed lightly in his nose.

"People in the Jianghu should not be humiliated."

Yi Xiao said seriously: "So he deserves to die."

His Royal Highness said gently: "The intrigue in the temple, why bring it to the rivers and lakes? Whether it is the heart of Luoyang or the edict of Qi Liang, it is not as important as a life. People in the rivers and lakes kill people, but it is only a thousand miles away. Very well, if someone humiliates me in the temple from now on, I will also seek justice in the Jianghu."

"For me, if you can't say it, stay in the temple to say it, and if you can't do it, stay in the rivers and lakes to do it."

"As for why?"

"Actually, I don't quite understand either."

Yi Xiao looked around the dojo, still smiling like a spring breeze, and asked softly: "I don't quite understand, why do people in the world call me Lianxian?"

"Lianxian Lianxian, sounds like a fairy, but have you forgotten that I came from the Holy Island?"

The little Highness restrained his smile, and said slowly: "I am the biggest devil in the world."

"People who cultivate demons, there is no reason to talk about. Unlike the good-tempered monk before, my world has no reason, so don't make any reason with me."

Yi Xiao smiled brightly again and asked Jian Zhaoxin: "Master Jian, is this the truth?"

(End of this chapter)