When the wind comes, bend down and wait, wait until the strong wind stops, and stand up again to face the sunshine.
The golden hairpin hit Xuanyuan Hongyi's throat, slightly piercing his skin, blood flowed down, and Xuanyuan Hongyi's crotch became wet.
Liu Cai wanted to laugh, but in such an atmosphere, it was really hard to laugh. Holding back the smell of urine in front of him, Liu Cai dragged Xuanyuan Hongyi, who had collapsed, out the door.
"Liu Cai, you have to think clearly. If you do this, even if you run to the ends of the world, the second city lord will catch you back and dismember you!" Liu Hu roared loudly.
"Shut up!" The golden hairpin in Liu Cai's hand pushed into Xuanyuan Hongyi's throat a little further: "I, Liu Cai, weren't scared!"
Xuanyuan Hongyi was already scared and the stinging pain in his throat told him that if Liu Cai was angered, his life might really be explained here.
"Liu Hu, you idiot, shut up quickly!"
The mouse carried the knife nest and was struggling. Xuanyuan Hongyi was not good at dealing with outsiders, but he was extremely good at bullying his own people. He shouted repeatedly, asking Liu Hu and others to get out the farther away, the better.
Turning his head, he looked at Liu Cai very lowly: "Brother Cai... has something to say...it's easy to discuss...it's easy to discuss."
Liu Cai ignored it. He carefully dragged Xuanyuan Hongyi, a fat pig-like body, and retreated to the middle gate.
The four housekeepers of the City Lord's Mansion had already come to hear the news and looked anxiously. After a while, Xuanyuan Guoshi and a woman wearing heavy makeup came over panting.
The woman looks elegant and luxurious, dresses elegantly, and has a elegant temperament. She looked at Xuanyuan Hongyi, and the tears in her eyes fell like a fountain.
"The tears of love are worthless!" Liu Cai whispered in his heart.
Xuanyuan Guoshi looked at Liu Cai with cold eyes, as if he was looking at a dead person. His fists were clenched tightly, and his invisible murderous aura was sensation of hundreds of miles.
"Boy, let go of Yi'er and leave an arm, and you can leave, otherwise I will let you die without a complete body."
Liu Cai looked at the Guyue City and said the only overlord, without fear at all: "Master Lord, you should save money. If I don't let go, there may be a way out. If I let go, I will die without a complete body."
The face of Xuanyuan Guoshi was blue and purple. He thought he would have a "makeup plan", but unexpectedly, the young man pointed out his true plan in a few words.
"snort!"
A sneer appeared on the corner of Liu Cai's mouth.
The city lord's mansion and the city tower.
The lord of Guyue City, Xuanyuan, stood alone, like a guardian. He was wearing a blue Confucian shirt, slowly raised in the morning breeze.
He held a roll of bamboo slips in his hand, and on the handrail in front of him was a wine pot and a wine glass, and the turbid spirits were still in the wine glass.
He looked at Liu Cai who was not afraid at all, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
"You can do this by using outsiders to deal with your own family."
Xuanyuan Qingcheng was still wearing purple clothes, which was a little more beautiful than the fairy in the sky. Facing this man he called "father", Xuanyuan Qingcheng did not have a trace of respect on his face or in his words.
Xuanyuan Guoqi had long been accustomed to it, so he chuckled softly, and then a violent cough.
Xuanyuan Qingcheng felt a little distressed, but his face still looked cold as ice.
The father and daughter stopped talking, just watched quietly.
"Qingcheng, if we all go one day, remember not to care too much about our dignity. Even if we are concubines of the 'new king', we must rely on Jin."
Xuanyuan Qingcheng was a little surprised, but he still sneered, and the laughter was filled with ridicule and contempt.
"It's okay if you are shameless. For this so-called 'Lonely Moon's Thousand Years of Foundation', do you really want to sell your daughter?" After Xuanyuan Qingcheng left, a middle-aged woman said even more contemptuously.
The woman's clothes were extremely simple, which contrasted with the grace and luxury of the woman in the Xuanyuan Scholars' family.
Xuanyuan Guoqi did not answer, but just raised his head and looked at the fish belly clouds gradually rising in the east.
"I don't want to do it either!"
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The sword was tense, and the Xuanyuan scholars did not dare to force Liu Cai too quickly, nor did they want to let Liu Cai go. It was neither right to enter nor retreat. They had to send people to surround him from afar and dared not go forward.
There were sounds of fighting at the gate in the distance.
A guest official covered in blood hurriedly: "Second City Lord, someone has entered the city lord's mansion."
The weak flames are poured with large oil, and the fine snow is poured with thick frost.
The Xuanyuan Kingdom soldier was already furious, but now he heard that someone dared to ignore his Guyue City Lord's Mansion. The fire that had accumulated for a long time erupted like a volcano.
"You, you, you, stare at this kid, everyone else, follow me, I want to see who is brave enough to dare to trek into my city lord's mansion!"
The Xuanyuan Kingdom sent people away, and the pressure here was reduced sharply. He breathed a sigh of relief: "Ye Junlin, you guys who are not conscience, are here."
With Ning Kunlun's participation, Ye Junlin and others were so powerful that they pushed forward all the way. In an instant, they met the fierce Xuanyuan Kingdom soldier near the middle gate.
"Caicai!" Lu Mian looked at Liu Cai, covered in scars, and tears fell like rain.
Liu Cai smiled at Lu Mian, stuck out his tongue and made a face.
Lu Mian was amused and crying.
Xuanyuan Guoshi held a giant sword in his hand, and the shape of the sword was somewhat similar to the "Juque Sword" on Ye Junlin's back. He held the sword, condensed and reached his chest, and completed three movements in one go.
The momentum of the Xuanyuan countryman surged. He was originally just a "high-level Xuanhuang" cultivation level, but his energy in his heart actually approached the level of "Half-xuan Zun".
Juque Sword suddenly let out a "moan", and the sword body broke away from Ye Junlin's back and flew in the air.
"Second Master, Juque Sword!"
Behind the Xuanyuan Kingdom, a guest official shouted.
"I'm not blind, don't tell me!" Xuanyuan's stern stared at Ye Junlin and paused word by word: "Boy, where did you get the sword of our Xuanyuan family?"
"Picked up." Ye Junlin was calm and light.
The giant sword was swung, and the Xuanyuan Kingdom stabbed Ye Junlin's throat with one piece.
Ning Kunlun was waiting for an opportunity to move, and the moment when the Xuanyuan countryman set out his sword, a black iron splatter was thrown out.
"Clang!"
The halberds and swords intersect, and the roar was roaring.
The Xuanyuan soldier was shaken back several meters and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
The black iron espresso penetrated directly into the ground, reaching several feet deep, and dozens of bluestone slabs around it were all shattered.
Ning Kunlun slowly pulled out the black iron suppress, and in an instant he was full of energy. He looked at the Xuanyuan Kingdom scholar like a thirty-year-old man, looking at a naughty child who was disliked by the dog.
Extremely contempt.
"Ning Kunlun?"
The Xuanyuan Guoshi couldn't believe his eyes. He held the giant sword tightly and asked tentatively.
Ning Kunlun patted the dust on the epoxy and nodded slightly.