An Zheng was alone outside the Kongque Ming Palace, causing a huge fight. Fei Lingdu's second-in-command and the strongest warrior were all killed by An Zheng. And the strongest killer civet cat who had hidden himself and never made a move died even more tragically and aggrievedly. Xu Meidai just thought about it and turned into ice slag all over the ground.
After leaving Peacock Palace, An Zheng didn't seem to shy away from anything, and just walked on the street like a leisurely stroll. But those who got the news had already rushed to the Peacock Palace in large numbers. An Zheng had already thought of this, so no one recognized who he was despite being so arrogant.
Song Shenfeng was silent for a while and then said: "In that case, I will not hide it from you. I am from the residence of Prince Rui, Prince of Daxi, and I am looking for treasures under the orders of my prince. I have said it clearly, and I hope my brother will fulfill it."
He stood there with the machete at his side.
He stood there with the machete at his side.
After leaving Peacock Palace, An Zheng didn't seem to shy away from anything, and just walked on the street like a leisurely stroll. But those who got the news had already rushed to the Peacock Palace in large numbers. An Zheng had already thought of this, so no one recognized who he was despite being so arrogant.
Song Shenfeng's expression changed: "Brother, it seems a little irrational to go to such great lengths for something external to oneself."
An Zheng sighed: "You are obviously here to rob something, why do you have to be so polite? I have seen more dangers in this world than you. If I am not wrong, when I say I am willing to sell, you will You said you didn’t bring that many belongings with you, so you asked me to go back with you to get them, right? When we get to a secluded place, or where you are stationed, you all come up and hack me to death... This routine is a bit old.”
He stood there with the machete at his side.
He was about to leave with the long knife in hand, when suddenly someone stepped out and stopped him with one step.
He was holding Fei Weitu's big knife in his hand, admiring it as he walked. The structure of this knife is very special, and the material is even more special. Although there is no description of such a knife in Huo Ye's record of two hundred purple-grade artifacts, An Zheng is sure that the grade of this knife has surpassed the peak of gold-grade, and also surpassed Purple Gold Grade, whether it can reach Purple Grade is not yet certain.
An Zheng laughed: "Do you think that if you say that you are the person who was handed over by King Rui Chen Zhanshao, I will obediently hand over the things to you? No, you can go back and ask Chen Zhanshao, when his father handed him over Take it with me, because he doesn’t practice cultivation, and the scar on his butt when I hit him with the bamboo board is still there, does it still hurt?”
An Zheng said: "You are very sincere, but I won't sell it."
An Zheng raised his hand and gestured: "I used my fingers."
The man introduced himself: "I am Song Shenfeng, a native of Yuyang County, Daxi. I am looking for treasures in the Immortal Palace for my master. This knife is indeed of extraordinary quality. If brother is willing to part with it, I wonder if I can give you a price. My master is rich. But for the enemy, as long as the price offered by my brother is reasonable, I will never make a counter-offer."
An Zheng: "I'm not happy if you stop me."
Song Shenfeng glared at the man, clasped his fists and said, "Brother, of course we will not force anyone to do anything. We just want to talk to you. It seems that this knife was just obtained by my brother not long ago, so he took it and played with it. Make good use of it. Those who don't use things well will just waste good things. I don't know what my brother can use well, such as swords, hooks, spears, and whips. My master has collected a lot of these things. If my brother is willing to part with them, this knife can be used. Make an offer and exchange for something else. My master loves knives the most, especially big ones. I hope my brother will fulfill my wish."
An Zheng: "When you said this, your eyes twinkled a little."
Su Mengmu pondered for a moment: "The prince said that the chaos in the world is not to blame on the people or the rivers and lakes, but on the temples. The prince also said that the mountains and rivers are not dangerous, and the temples are not high and far away. On the contrary, they are the most dangerous and low-level places in the world. Looking at it. You are the only person in the world who can correct me."
This knife is definitely not something made in modern times. You can see four small characters engraved on the handle of the knife.
He suddenly shouted and turned around and ran away: "Why is this a disaster star? Let's go quickly!"
The rising sun and spring.
The rising sun and spring.
One of Song Shenfeng's men cursed and reached out to grab An Zheng's collar. The moment his hand just entered the circle, there was a soft pop... The man's hand was cut off from the wrist. It fell to the ground with a splat, and a lot of dust stuck to it. Because it was so fast, the person who lost a hand didn't even feel pain. It wasn't until he saw his hand lying on the ground that he let out a cry, covered his bloody broken wrist and stepped back.
"You have a knife in your arms and you want to snatch my knife?"
Su Mengmu, who was holding the knife, remained expressionless as always, but the trace of fear hidden in An Zheng's eyes still revealed his innermost feelings. Among the people in Daxi's world, how many of them are not in awe when the name Fang Zheng is mentioned
Su Mengmu held the handle of the knife with his right hand, and pointed the long knife like a stream of autumn water diagonally at the ground: "Although I know I can't beat you, you were once a peak in the world. Anyone who climbs high will be defeated by you." Your dream is the same for me. To this day, I still can't beat you, but I still want to try to see how strong you are."
The rising sun and spring.
An Zheng thought about it for a long time, but couldn't remember any news related to this knife. Fei Lingdu is one of the most mysterious sects in the world, and they have definitely acquired many treasures over the years. The special ability of this knife is that it can reflect any force, and the opponent's attack can be reflected back as your own attack. As long as you master the skills of controlling the knife, it will definitely be a great weapon.
"Your Majesty would like to invite you to come over to discuss matters."
Song Shenfeng's face looked a little ugly: "We are official members of Daxi and will not do such a thing."
This knife is definitely not something made in modern times. You can see four small characters engraved on the handle of the knife.
"You have a knife in your arms and you want to snatch my knife?"
Song Shenfeng glared at the man, clasped his fists and said, "Brother, of course we will not force anyone to do anything. We just want to talk to you. It seems that this knife was just obtained by my brother not long ago, so he took it and played with it. Make good use of it. Those who don't use things well will just waste good things. I don't know what my brother can use well, such as swords, hooks, spears, and whips. My master has collected a lot of these things. If my brother is willing to part with them, this knife can be used. Make an offer and exchange for something else. My master loves knives the most, especially big ones. I hope my brother will fulfill my wish."
The sun shone on the blade. An Zheng deflected the blade, and the reflected light instantly pierced a hole in the opposite wall.
An Zheng shook his head: "You didn't respect me when you said these words... You were covering yourself up. Everyone else said that my father was good, but you only said that I was good. This made your father think that you had no intention of competing for the throne."
The sun shone on the blade. An Zheng deflected the blade, and the reflected light instantly pierced a hole in the opposite wall.
Su Mengmu glanced at the knife in An Zheng's hand: "You don't seem to be used to using a knife."
An Zheng said, "I won't sell it."
Not only can it be reflected, but it can also be added. The concentrated power of sunlight can burn through a piece of paper, but it cannot burn through a wall. As he was walking forward, several people suddenly stopped in front of An Zheng. Judging from their clothes, they should be from Daxi, but they were not sure which sect they were from.
As he spoke, he used Asahi Haruwa to draw a circle about two meters in diameter around him: "I drew a circle on the ground at that time, which was probably slightly larger than this. I didn't have any weapons at the time, so I had to pick it up. A hatchet."
Song Shenfeng frowned, with a grim look on his face: "I've given you good advice, but I didn't listen. I've given you enough face, but you humiliated the Lord, and the Lord humiliated me to death. It was you who took the road to death... Wait, what did you just do? Say...you used a bamboo board...are you?"
Su Mengmu, who was holding the knife, remained expressionless as always, but the trace of fear hidden in An Zheng's eyes still revealed his innermost feelings. Among the people in Daxi's world, how many of them are not in awe when the name Fang Zheng is mentioned
"Brother, your knife is pretty good."
Su Mengmu said: "The prince has been looking for you so hard that he came up with this trick. Otherwise, why would he even invite King Peacock Ming?"
He was holding Fei Weitu's big knife in his hand, admiring it as he walked. The structure of this knife is very special, and the material is even more special. Although there is no description of such a knife in Huo Ye's record of two hundred purple-grade artifacts, An Zheng is sure that the grade of this knife has surpassed the peak of gold-grade, and also surpassed Purple Gold Grade, whether it can reach Purple Grade is not yet certain.
Su Mengmu said: "The prince has been looking for you so hard that he came up with this trick. Otherwise, why would he even invite King Peacock Ming?"
Song Shenfeng's man raised his arm to stop An Zheng: "You won't sell it if you say it won't be sold? Do you know who my master is? My master Da Xiqin..."
The man introduced himself: "I am Song Shenfeng, a native of Yuyang County, Daxi. I am looking for treasures in the Immortal Palace for my master. This knife is indeed of extraordinary quality. If brother is willing to part with it, I wonder if I can give you a price. My master is rich. But for the enemy, as long as the price offered by my brother is reasonable, I will never make a counter-offer."
"Your Majesty would like to invite you to come over to discuss matters."
The leader looked to be in his thirties, and he seemed polite. An Zheng observed it and saw that the clothes this man was wearing were somewhat special. They were brocade clothes, which represented his status as someone with a government background. And the clothes are not the style of any yamen, so they should belong to the subordinates of some big force.
Su Mengmu glanced at the knife in An Zheng's hand: "You don't seem to be used to using a knife."
Song Shenfeng's face looked a little ugly: "We are official members of Daxi and will not do such a thing."
At this moment, Su Meng suddenly strode from behind the curtain: "Be bold!"
He walked a few steps and then stopped, trying to pick up the severed hand. The other hand just reached into the circle, and with a pop, that hand was also cut off. And from beginning to end, An Zheng never moved.
"Is something wrong?"
"You're looking for fucking death."
Su Mengmu said: "The prince has been looking for you so hard that he came up with this trick. Otherwise, why would he even invite King Peacock Ming?"
Su Mengmu, who was holding the knife, remained expressionless as always, but the trace of fear hidden in An Zheng's eyes still revealed his innermost feelings. Among the people in Daxi's world, how many of them are not in awe when the name Fang Zheng is mentioned
Su Mengmu still refused to give way: "I can't take you back, the prince will be unhappy."
Su Mengmu's expression changed, and he immediately put away his sword and lowered his head: "Your Majesty."
An Zheng asked.
Song Shenfeng glared at the man, clasped his fists and said, "Brother, of course we will not force anyone to do anything. We just want to talk to you. It seems that this knife was just obtained by my brother not long ago, so he took it and played with it. Make good use of it. Those who don't use things well will just waste good things. I don't know what my brother can use well, such as swords, hooks, spears, and whips. My master has collected a lot of these things. If my brother is willing to part with them, this knife can be used. Make an offer and exchange for something else. My master loves knives the most, especially big ones. I hope my brother will fulfill my wish."
Su Mengmu pondered for a moment: "The prince said that the chaos in the world is not to blame on the people or the rivers and lakes, but on the temples. The prince also said that the mountains and rivers are not dangerous, and the temples are not high and far away. On the contrary, they are the most dangerous and low-level places in the world. Looking at it. You are the only person in the world who can correct me."
"It's still this kind of circle. If you want to buy my knife, I won't sell it. If you want to steal my knife, just come."
Song Shenfeng frowned, with a grim look on his face: "I've given you good advice, but I didn't listen. I've given you enough face, but you humiliated the Lord, and the Lord humiliated me to death. It was you who took the road to death... Wait, what did you just do? Say...you used a bamboo board...are you?"
"Didn't the prince summon many people to kill me?"
An Zheng was alone outside the Kongque Ming Palace, causing a huge fight. Fei Lingdu's second-in-command and the strongest warrior were all killed by An Zheng. And the strongest killer civet cat who had hidden himself and never made a move died even more tragically and aggrievedly. Xu Meidai just thought about it and turned into ice slag all over the ground.
After leaving Peacock Palace, An Zheng didn't seem to shy away from anything, and just walked on the street like a leisurely stroll. But those who got the news had already rushed to the Peacock Palace in large numbers. An Zheng had already thought of this, so no one recognized who he was despite being so arrogant.
The man introduced himself: "I am Song Shenfeng, a native of Yuyang County, Daxi. I am looking for treasures in the Immortal Palace for my master. This knife is indeed of extraordinary quality. If brother is willing to part with it, I wonder if I can give you a price. My master is rich. But for the enemy, as long as the price offered by my brother is reasonable, I will never make a counter-offer."
This knife is definitely not something made in modern times. You can see four small characters engraved on the handle of the knife.
Song Shenfeng sighed: "Brother came from a poor family, and I sympathize with him."
"Your Majesty would like to invite you to come over to discuss matters."
One of Song Shenfeng's men cursed and reached out to grab An Zheng's collar. The moment his hand just entered the circle, there was a soft pop... The man's hand was cut off from the wrist. It fell to the ground with a splat, and a lot of dust stuck to it. Because it was so fast, the person who lost a hand didn't even feel pain. It wasn't until he saw his hand lying on the ground that he let out a cry, covered his bloody broken wrist and stepped back.
Chen Chongxu leaned over and said, "Sir, please come back with me. I just have a lot of doubts in my mind. Please give me some answers."
An Zheng: "When you said this, your eyes twinkled a little."
An Zheng laughed: "Do you think that if you say that you are the person who was handed over by King Rui Chen Zhanshao, I will obediently hand over the things to you? No, you can go back and ask Chen Zhanshao, when his father handed him over Take it with me, because he doesn’t practice cultivation, and the scar on his butt when I hit him with the bamboo board is still there, does it still hurt?”
Song Shenfeng's man raised his arm to stop An Zheng: "You won't sell it if you say it won't be sold? Do you know who my master is? My master Da Xiqin..."
An Zheng said, "I won't sell it."
Su Mengmu held the handle of the knife with his right hand, and pointed the long knife like a stream of autumn water diagonally at the ground: "Although I know I can't beat you, you were once a peak in the world. Anyone who climbs high will be defeated by you." Your dream is the same for me. To this day, I still can't beat you, but I still want to try to see how strong you are."
Song Shenfeng didn't speak this time, he just looked at An Zheng's reaction.
Su Mengmu pondered for a moment: "The prince said that the chaos in the world is not to blame on the people or the rivers and lakes, but on the temples. The prince also said that the mountains and rivers are not dangerous, and the temples are not high and far away. On the contrary, they are the most dangerous and low-level places in the world. Looking at it. You are the only person in the world who can correct me."
He suddenly shouted and turned around and ran away: "Why is this a disaster star? Let's go quickly!"
Su Mengmu's expression changed, and he immediately put away his sword and lowered his head: "Your Majesty."
As he spoke, he used Asahi Haruwa to draw a circle about two meters in diameter around him: "I drew a circle on the ground at that time, which was probably slightly larger than this. I didn't have any weapons at the time, so I had to pick it up. A hatchet."
"Is something wrong?"
Song Shenfeng's man raised his arm to stop An Zheng: "You won't sell it if you say it won't be sold? Do you know who my master is? My master Da Xiqin..."
An Zheng smiled brightly: "When I was a boy, I killed dozens of people for a few thousand taels of silver, and now I can do it for this knife. Do you think I am irrational, greedy for money, and ignorant of current affairs, right? No, no matter what The silver or the knife are not because of their value, but because the things are mine. Even if it is a speck of dust on my feet or a button on my clothes, I am the same. I don’t want to give away my things. , no one can steal it.”
"You have a knife in your arms and you want to snatch my knife?"
"Otherwise, how could I find you?"
He turned to leave, but one of his subordinates took a step across to stop An Zheng: "I'll give you face, don't you? If I tell you the name of my master, I'll scare you to death. If I give you face, I'm buying it. If I don't give you face, I'll just do it." Take it away, what can you do?”
Song Shenfeng glared at the man, clasped his fists and said, "Brother, of course we will not force anyone to do anything. We just want to talk to you. It seems that this knife was just obtained by my brother not long ago, so he took it and played with it. Make good use of it. Those who don't use things well will just waste good things. I don't know what my brother can use well, such as swords, hooks, spears, and whips. My master has collected a lot of these things. If my brother is willing to part with them, this knife can be used. Make an offer and exchange for something else. My master loves knives the most, especially big ones. I hope my brother will fulfill my wish."
He was about to leave with the long knife in hand, when suddenly someone stepped out and stopped him with one step.
An Zheng thought about it for a long time, but couldn't remember any news related to this knife. Fei Lingdu is one of the most mysterious sects in the world, and they have definitely acquired many treasures over the years. The special ability of this knife is that it can reflect any force, and the opponent's attack can be reflected back as your own attack. As long as you master the skills of controlling the knife, it will definitely be a great weapon.
Song Shenfeng didn't speak this time, he just looked at An Zheng's reaction.
An Zheng said: "You are very sincere, but I won't sell it."
At this moment, Su Meng suddenly strode from behind the curtain: "Be bold!"
Su Mengmu held the handle of the knife with his right hand, and pointed the long knife like a stream of autumn water diagonally at the ground: "Although I know I can't beat you, you were once a peak in the world. Anyone who climbs high will be defeated by you." Your dream is the same for me. To this day, I still can't beat you, but I still want to try to see how strong you are."
"Brother, your knife is pretty good."
He turned to leave, but one of his subordinates took a step across to stop An Zheng: "I'll give you face, don't you? If I tell you the name of my master, I'll scare you to death. If I give you face, I'm buying it. If I don't give you face, I'll just do it." Take it away, what can you do?”
Su Mengmu still refused to give way: "I can't take you back, the prince will be unhappy."
"You're looking for fucking death."
An Zheng: "I'm not happy if you stop me."
Song Shenfeng didn't speak this time, he just looked at An Zheng's reaction.
He walked a few steps and then stopped, trying to pick up the severed hand. The other hand just reached into the circle, and with a pop, that hand was also cut off. And from beginning to end, An Zheng never moved.
Song Shenfeng sighed: "Brother came from a poor family, and I sympathize with him."
An Zheng sighed: "When I was very young, around ten years old... I got my first piece of silver, which was several thousand taels. For ordinary people, a few thousand taels of silver can provide them with food and clothing for a lifetime. At that time, I was so young and received such a large amount of money, but I was still in a remote place where unruly people gathered. "
"Brother, your knife is pretty good."
An Zheng shook his head: "It's really disappointing."
As he spoke, he used Asahi Haruwa to draw a circle about two meters in diameter around him: "I drew a circle on the ground at that time, which was probably slightly larger than this. I didn't have any weapons at the time, so I had to pick it up. A hatchet."
Song Shenfeng's man raised his arm to stop An Zheng: "You won't sell it if you say it won't be sold? Do you know who my master is? My master Da Xiqin..."
An Zheng said: "You are very sincere, but I won't sell it."
An Zheng was alone outside the Kongque Ming Palace, causing a huge fight. Fei Lingdu's second-in-command and the strongest warrior were all killed by An Zheng. And the strongest killer civet cat who had hidden himself and never made a move died even more tragically and aggrievedly. Xu Meidai just thought about it and turned into ice slag all over the ground.
He was about to leave with the long knife in hand, when suddenly someone stepped out and stopped him with one step.
Song Shenfeng was silent for a while and then said: "In that case, I will not hide it from you. I am from the residence of Prince Rui, Prince of Daxi, and I am looking for treasures under the orders of my prince. I have said it clearly, and I hope my brother will fulfill it."
After leaving Peacock Palace, An Zheng didn't seem to shy away from anything, and just walked on the street like a leisurely stroll. But those who got the news had already rushed to the Peacock Palace in large numbers. An Zheng had already thought of this, so no one recognized who he was despite being so arrogant.
Song Shenfeng sighed: "Brother came from a poor family, and I sympathize with him."
Su Mengmu glanced at the knife in An Zheng's hand: "You don't seem to be used to using a knife."
One of Song Shenfeng's men cursed and reached out to grab An Zheng's collar. The moment his hand just entered the circle, there was a soft pop... The man's hand was cut off from the wrist. It fell to the ground with a splat, and a lot of dust stuck to it. Because it was so fast, the person who lost a hand didn't even feel pain. It wasn't until he saw his hand lying on the ground that he let out a cry, covered his bloody broken wrist and stepped back.
The man introduced himself: "I am Song Shenfeng, a native of Yuyang County, Daxi. I am looking for treasures in the Immortal Palace for my master. This knife is indeed of extraordinary quality. If brother is willing to part with it, I wonder if I can give you a price. My master is rich. But for the enemy, as long as the price offered by my brother is reasonable, I will never make a counter-offer."
"Brother, your knife is pretty good."
An Zheng: "No, what I mean is that when I was eight or nine years old, I chopped down dozens of people with a hatchet just for some silver. And this knife is mine, far more than a few thousand taels or tens of thousands of taels of silver." How could I regress in terms of value?”
Song Shenfeng didn't speak this time, he just looked at An Zheng's reaction.
Su Mengmu still refused to give way: "I can't take you back, the prince will be unhappy."
The rising sun and spring.
Song Shenfeng didn't speak this time, he just looked at An Zheng's reaction.
Su Mengmu glanced at the knife in An Zheng's hand: "You don't seem to be used to using a knife."
He stood there with the machete at his side.
An Zheng: "When you said this, your eyes twinkled a little."
"It's still this kind of circle. If you want to buy my knife, I won't sell it. If you want to steal my knife, just come."
"It's still this kind of circle. If you want to buy my knife, I won't sell it. If you want to steal my knife, just come."
Su Mengmu pondered for a moment: "The prince said that the chaos in the world is not to blame on the people or the rivers and lakes, but on the temples. The prince also said that the mountains and rivers are not dangerous, and the temples are not high and far away. On the contrary, they are the most dangerous and low-level places in the world. Looking at it. You are the only person in the world who can correct me."
Song Shenfeng was silent for a while and then said: "In that case, I will not hide it from you. I am from the residence of Prince Rui, Prince of Daxi, and I am looking for treasures under the orders of my prince. I have said it clearly, and I hope my brother will fulfill it."
An Zheng sighed: "When I was very young, around ten years old... I got my first piece of silver, which was several thousand taels. For ordinary people, a few thousand taels of silver can provide them with food and clothing for a lifetime. At that time, I was so young and received such a large amount of money, but I was still in a remote place where unruly people gathered. "
"Otherwise, how could I find you?"
An Zheng raised his hand and gestured: "I used my fingers."
An Zheng raised his hand and gestured: "I used my fingers."
Su Mengmu's expression changed, and he immediately put away his sword and lowered his head: "Your Majesty."
Su Mengmu glanced at the knife in An Zheng's hand: "You don't seem to be used to using a knife."
"You're looking for fucking death."
"Didn't the prince summon many people to kill me?"
Su Mengmu held the handle of the knife with his right hand, and pointed the long knife like a stream of autumn water diagonally at the ground: "Although I know I can't beat you, you were once a peak in the world. Anyone who climbs high will be defeated by you." Your dream is the same for me. To this day, I still can't beat you, but I still want to try to see how strong you are."
Song Shenfeng was silent for a while and then said: "In that case, I will not hide it from you. I am from the residence of Prince Rui, Prince of Daxi, and I am looking for treasures under the orders of my prince. I have said it clearly, and I hope my brother will fulfill it."
One of Song Shenfeng's men cursed and reached out to grab An Zheng's collar. The moment his hand just entered the circle, there was a soft pop... The man's hand was cut off from the wrist. It fell to the ground with a splat, and a lot of dust stuck to it. Because it was so fast, the person who lost a hand didn't even feel pain. It wasn't until he saw his hand lying on the ground that he let out a cry, covered his bloody broken wrist and stepped back.
"You have a knife in your arms and you want to snatch my knife?"
"Didn't the prince summon many people to kill me?"
An Zheng: "When you said this, your eyes twinkled a little."
"You're looking for fucking death."
"Is something wrong?"
He walked a few steps and then stopped, trying to pick up the severed hand. The other hand just reached into the circle, and with a pop, that hand was also cut off. And from beginning to end, An Zheng never moved.
He walked a few steps and then stopped, trying to pick up the severed hand. The other hand just reached into the circle, and with a pop, that hand was also cut off. And from beginning to end, An Zheng never moved.
He suddenly shouted and turned around and ran away: "Why is this a disaster star? Let's go quickly!"
The sun shone on the blade. An Zheng deflected the blade, and the reflected light instantly pierced a hole in the opposite wall.
"It's still this kind of circle. If you want to buy my knife, I won't sell it. If you want to steal my knife, just come."
Song Shenfeng frowned, with a grim look on his face: "I've given you good advice, but I didn't listen. I've given you enough face, but you humiliated the Lord, and the Lord humiliated me to death. It was you who took the road to death... Wait, what did you just do? Say...you used a bamboo board...are you?"
As he spoke, he used Asahi Haruwa to draw a circle about two meters in diameter around him: "I drew a circle on the ground at that time, which was probably slightly larger than this. I didn't have any weapons at the time, so I had to pick it up. A hatchet."
He was about to leave with the long knife in hand, when suddenly someone stepped out and stopped him with one step.
Song Shenfeng's expression changed: "Brother, it seems a little irrational to go to such great lengths for something external to oneself."
He suddenly shouted and turned around and ran away: "Why is this a disaster star? Let's go quickly!"
"You're looking for fucking death."
Song Shenfeng was silent for a while and then said: "In that case, I will not hide it from you. I am from the residence of Prince Rui, Prince of Daxi, and I am looking for treasures under the orders of my prince. I have said it clearly, and I hope my brother will fulfill it."
An Zheng smiled brightly: "When I was a boy, I killed dozens of people for a few thousand taels of silver, and now I can do it for this knife. Do you think I am irrational, greedy for money, and ignorant of current affairs, right? No, no matter what The silver or the knife are not because of their value, but because the things are mine. Even if it is a speck of dust on my feet or a button on my clothes, I am the same. I don’t want to give away my things. , no one can steal it.”
Song Shenfeng sighed: "Brother came from a poor family, and I sympathize with him."
An Zheng: "I'm not happy if you stop me."
This knife is definitely not something made in modern times. You can see four small characters engraved on the handle of the knife.
An Zheng: "It's such a high evaluation. I accept it, but I still won't go. If your prince wants to commit suicide, his father will not spare him."
Song Shenfeng pondered for a moment, clasped his fists and took a step back: "If brothers don't take action, this matter will be over. But now that my people have been hurt, I can't pretend to turn a blind eye."
Song Shenfeng's expression changed: "Brother, it seems a little irrational to go to such great lengths for something external to oneself."
"Brother, your knife is pretty good."
Su Mengmu held the handle of the knife with his right hand, and pointed the long knife like a stream of autumn water diagonally at the ground: "Although I know I can't beat you, you were once a peak in the world. Anyone who climbs high will be defeated by you." Your dream is the same for me. To this day, I still can't beat you, but I still want to try to see how strong you are."
He suddenly shouted and turned around and ran away: "Why is this a disaster star? Let's go quickly!"
He walked a few steps and then stopped, trying to pick up the severed hand. The other hand just reached into the circle, and with a pop, that hand was also cut off. And from beginning to end, An Zheng never moved.
An Zheng sighed: "You are obviously here to rob something, why do you have to be so polite? I have seen more dangers in this world than you. If I am not wrong, when I say I am willing to sell, you will You said you didn’t bring that many belongings with you, so you asked me to go back with you to get them, right? When we get to a secluded place, or where you are stationed, you all come up and hack me to death... This routine is a bit old.”
Song Shenfeng pondered for a moment, clasped his fists and took a step back: "If brothers don't take action, this matter will be over. But now that my people have been hurt, I can't pretend to turn a blind eye."
"Brother, your knife is pretty good."
Chen Chongxu came quickly, stood in front of An Zheng, and clasped his fists: "I felt familiar when I first met you, and then I realized what I had missed. I have many brothers, and they were all gathered together. Father Asked who is our goal, role model, or idol. All brothers said that father is their idol, but it is me, which means that the head of the law department, Fang Zheng, is my idol and role model. My father laughed, got up and left. Or he doesn’t understand why his son would worship someone who is inferior to him..."
An Zheng was not surprised at all. He glanced at the man and sighed slightly: "Chen Zhanshao has never been a person who can stand on the stage, and the same goes for his subordinates. But Chen Chongxu is different. He has great ambitions and grand plans. He is also capable. A subordinate like Song Shenfeng cannot compare with a subordinate like you. Su Mengmu... are you okay?"
At this moment, Su Meng suddenly strode from behind the curtain: "Be bold!"
"Didn't the prince summon many people to kill me?"
Song Shenfeng's face looked a little ugly: "We are official members of Daxi and will not do such a thing."
An Zheng: "It's such a high evaluation. I accept it, but I still won't go. If your prince wants to commit suicide, his father will not spare him."
An Zheng sighed: "When I was very young, around ten years old... I got my first piece of silver, which was several thousand taels. For ordinary people, a few thousand taels of silver can provide them with food and clothing for a lifetime. At that time, I was so young and received such a large amount of money, but I was still in a remote place where unruly people gathered. "
An Zheng: "When you said this, your eyes twinkled a little."
An Zheng: "No, what I mean is that when I was eight or nine years old, I chopped down dozens of people with a hatchet just for some silver. And this knife is mine, far more than a few thousand taels or tens of thousands of taels of silver." How could I regress in terms of value?”
An Zheng said: "You are very sincere, but I won't sell it."
An Zheng pointed at Chen Chongxu's heart: "You are too thoughtful. I don't like chatting with you."
Song Shenfeng was silent for a while and then said: "In that case, I will not hide it from you. I am from the residence of Prince Rui, Prince of Daxi, and I am looking for treasures under the orders of my prince. I have said it clearly, and I hope my brother will fulfill it."
"You have a knife in your arms and you want to snatch my knife?"
An Zheng: "I'm not happy if you stop me."
Su Mengmu's expression changed, and he immediately put away his sword and lowered his head: "Your Majesty."
The leader looked to be in his thirties, and he seemed polite. An Zheng observed it and saw that the clothes this man was wearing were somewhat special. They were brocade clothes, which represented his status as someone with a government background. And the clothes are not the style of any yamen, so they should belong to the subordinates of some big force.
Chen Chongxu leaned over and said, "Sir, please come back with me. I just have a lot of doubts in my mind. Please give me some answers."
Chen Chongxu came quickly, stood in front of An Zheng, and clasped his fists: "I felt familiar when I first met you, and then I realized what I had missed. I have many brothers, and they were all gathered together. Father Asked who is our goal, role model, or idol. All brothers said that father is their idol, but it is me, which means that the head of the law department, Fang Zheng, is my idol and role model. My father laughed, got up and left. Or he doesn’t understand why his son would worship someone who is inferior to him..."
He was holding Fei Weitu's big knife in his hand, admiring it as he walked. The structure of this knife is very special, and the material is even more special. Although there is no description of such a knife in Huo Ye's record of two hundred purple-grade artifacts, An Zheng is sure that the grade of this knife has surpassed the peak of gold-grade, and also surpassed Purple Gold Grade, whether it can reach Purple Grade is not yet certain.
An Zheng laughed: "Do you think that if you say that you are the person who was handed over by King Rui Chen Zhanshao, I will obediently hand over the things to you? No, you can go back and ask Chen Zhanshao, when his father handed him over Take it with me, because he doesn’t practice cultivation, and the scar on his butt when I hit him with the bamboo board is still there, does it still hurt?”
Song Shenfeng sighed: "Brother came from a poor family, and I sympathize with him."
"You have a knife in your arms and you want to snatch my knife?"
Song Shenfeng was silent for a while and then said: "In that case, I will not hide it from you. I am from the residence of Prince Rui, Prince of Daxi, and I am looking for treasures under the orders of my prince. I have said it clearly, and I hope my brother will fulfill it."
An Zheng waved his hand: "Get away further. If you stop me again, I will cut out your tongue."
An Zheng asked.
He was about to leave with the long knife in hand, when suddenly someone stepped out and stopped him with one step.
"You're looking for fucking death."
This knife is definitely not something made in modern times. You can see four small characters engraved on the handle of the knife.
Su Mengmu still refused to give way: "I can't take you back, the prince will be unhappy."
An Zheng laughed: "Do you think that if you say that you are the person who was handed over by King Rui Chen Zhanshao, I will obediently hand over the things to you? No, you can go back and ask Chen Zhanshao, when his father handed him over Take it with me, because he doesn’t practice cultivation, and the scar on his butt when I hit him with the bamboo board is still there, does it still hurt?”
Song Shenfeng frowned, with a grim look on his face: "I've given you good advice, but I didn't listen. I've given you enough face, but you humiliated the Lord, and the Lord humiliated me to death. It was you who took the road to death... Wait, what did you just do? Say...you used a bamboo board...are you?"
An Zheng: "No, what I mean is that when I was eight or nine years old, I chopped down dozens of people with a hatchet just for some silver. And this knife is mine, far more than a few thousand taels or tens of thousands of taels of silver." How could I regress in terms of value?”
Song Shenfeng frowned, with a grim look on his face: "I've given you good advice, but I didn't listen. I've given you enough face, but you humiliated the Lord, and the Lord humiliated me to death. It was you who took the road to death... Wait, what did you just do? Say...you used a bamboo board...are you?"
An Zheng raised his hand and gestured: "I used my fingers."
"Didn't the prince summon many people to kill me?"
He suddenly shouted and turned around and ran away: "Why is this a disaster star? Let's go quickly!"
Song Shenfeng's man raised his arm to stop An Zheng: "You won't sell it if you say it won't be sold? Do you know who my master is? My master Da Xiqin..."
An Zheng smiled brightly: "When I was a boy, I killed dozens of people for a few thousand taels of silver, and now I can do it for this knife. Do you think I am irrational, greedy for money, and ignorant of current affairs, right? No, no matter what The silver or the knife are not because of their value, but because the things are mine. Even if it is a speck of dust on my feet or a button on my clothes, I am the same. I don’t want to give away my things. , no one can steal it.”
An Zheng waved his hand: "Get away further. If you stop me again, I will cut out your tongue."
Song Shenfeng sighed: "Brother came from a poor family, and I sympathize with him."
Song Shenfeng was silent for a while and then said: "In that case, I will not hide it from you. I am from the residence of Prince Rui, Prince of Daxi, and I am looking for treasures under the orders of my prince. I have said it clearly, and I hope my brother will fulfill it."
An Zheng shook his head: "You didn't respect me when you said these words... You were covering yourself up. Everyone else said that my father was good, but you only said that I was good. This made your father think that you had no intention of competing for the throne."
An Zheng shook his head: "It's really disappointing."
An Zheng said, "I won't sell it."
Song Shenfeng didn't speak this time, he just looked at An Zheng's reaction.
He was holding Fei Weitu's big knife in his hand, admiring it as he walked. The structure of this knife is very special, and the material is even more special. Although there is no description of such a knife in Huo Ye's record of two hundred purple-grade artifacts, An Zheng is sure that the grade of this knife has surpassed the peak of gold-grade, and also surpassed Purple Gold Grade, whether it can reach Purple Grade is not yet certain.
An Zheng raised his hand and gestured: "I used my fingers."
An Zheng shook his head: "It's really disappointing."
Chen Chongxu came quickly, stood in front of An Zheng, and clasped his fists: "I felt familiar when I first met you, and then I realized what I had missed. I have many brothers, and they were all gathered together. Father Asked who is our goal, role model, or idol. All brothers said that father is their idol, but it is me, which means that the head of the law department, Fang Zheng, is my idol and role model. My father laughed, got up and left. Or he doesn’t understand why his son would worship someone who is inferior to him..."
"You're looking for fucking death."
An Zheng shook his head: "You didn't respect me when you said these words... You were covering yourself up. Everyone else said that my father was good, but you only said that I was good. This made your father think that you had no intention of competing for the throne."
He was about to leave with the long knife in hand, when suddenly someone stepped out and stopped him with one step.
He was about to leave with the long knife in hand, when suddenly someone stepped out and stopped him with one step.
Chen Chongxu leaned over and said, "Sir, please come back with me. I just have a lot of doubts in my mind. Please give me some answers."
An Zheng said, "I won't sell it."
"You have a knife in your arms and you want to snatch my knife?"
An Zheng sighed: "You are obviously here to rob something, why do you have to be so polite? I have seen more dangers in this world than you. If I am not wrong, when I say I am willing to sell, you will You said you didn’t bring that many belongings with you, so you asked me to go back with you to get them, right? When we get to a secluded place, or where you are stationed, you all come up and hack me to death... This routine is a bit old.”
The rising sun and spring.
"It's still this kind of circle. If you want to buy my knife, I won't sell it. If you want to steal my knife, just come."
The man introduced himself: "I am Song Shenfeng, a native of Yuyang County, Daxi. I am looking for treasures in the Immortal Palace for my master. This knife is indeed of extraordinary quality. If brother is willing to part with it, I wonder if I can give you a price. My master is rich. But for the enemy, as long as the price offered by my brother is reasonable, I will never make a counter-offer."
An Zheng was not surprised at all. He glanced at the man and sighed slightly: "Chen Zhanshao has never been a person who can stand on the stage, and the same goes for his subordinates. But Chen Chongxu is different. He has great ambitions and grand plans. He is also capable. A subordinate like Song Shenfeng cannot compare with a subordinate like you. Su Mengmu... are you okay?"
An Zheng asked.
An Zheng waved his hand: "Get away further. If you stop me again, I will cut out your tongue."
An Zheng asked.
He was holding Fei Weitu's big knife in his hand, admiring it as he walked. The structure of this knife is very special, and the material is even more special. Although there is no description of such a knife in Huo Ye's record of two hundred purple-grade artifacts, An Zheng is sure that the grade of this knife has surpassed the peak of gold-grade, and also surpassed Purple Gold Grade, whether it can reach Purple Grade is not yet certain.
He turned to leave, but one of his subordinates took a step across to stop An Zheng: "I'll give you face, don't you? If I tell you the name of my master, I'll scare you to death. If I give you face, I'm buying it. If I don't give you face, I'll just do it." Take it away, what can you do?”
An Zheng said, "I won't sell it."
An Zheng sighed: "You are obviously here to rob something, why do you have to be so polite? I have seen more dangers in this world than you. If I am not wrong, when I say I am willing to sell, you will You said you didn’t bring that many belongings with you, so you asked me to go back with you to get them, right? When we get to a secluded place, or where you are stationed, you all come up and hack me to death... This routine is a bit old.”
Su Mengmu, who was holding the knife, remained expressionless as always, but the trace of fear hidden in An Zheng's eyes still revealed his innermost feelings. Among the people in Daxi's world, how many of them are not in awe when the name Fang Zheng is mentioned
"Otherwise, how could I find you?"
An Zheng laughed: "Do you think that if you say that you are the person who was handed over by King Rui Chen Zhanshao, I will obediently hand over the things to you? No, you can go back and ask Chen Zhanshao, when his father handed him over Take it with me, because he doesn’t practice cultivation, and the scar on his butt when I hit him with the bamboo board is still there, does it still hurt?”
An Zheng: "I'm not happy if you stop me."
Not only can it be reflected, but it can also be added. The concentrated power of sunlight can burn through a piece of paper, but it cannot burn through a wall. As he was walking forward, several people suddenly stopped in front of An Zheng. Judging from their clothes, they should be from Daxi, but they were not sure which sect they were from.
An Zheng pointed at Chen Chongxu's heart: "You are too thoughtful. I don't like chatting with you."
He stood there with the machete at his side.
An Zheng asked.
"Your Majesty would like to invite you to come over to discuss matters."
Song Shenfeng didn't speak this time, he just looked at An Zheng's reaction.
Chen Chongxu came quickly, stood in front of An Zheng, and clasped his fists: "I felt familiar when I first met you, and then I realized what I had missed. I have many brothers, and they were all gathered together. Father Asked who is our goal, role model, or idol. All brothers said that father is their idol, but it is me, which means that the head of the law department, Fang Zheng, is my idol and role model. My father laughed, got up and left. Or he doesn’t understand why his son would worship someone who is inferior to him..."
"You're looking for fucking death."
Song Shenfeng's man raised his arm to stop An Zheng: "You won't sell it if you say it won't be sold? Do you know who my master is? My master Da Xiqin..."
Su Mengmu glanced at the knife in An Zheng's hand: "You don't seem to be used to using a knife."
"Didn't the prince summon many people to kill me?"
An Zheng shook his head: "You didn't respect me when you said these words... You were covering yourself up. Everyone else said that my father was good, but you only said that I was good. This made your father think that you had no intention of competing for the throne."
Song Shenfeng was silent for a while and then said: "In that case, I will not hide it from you. I am from the residence of Prince Rui, Prince of Daxi, and I am looking for treasures under the orders of my prince. I have said it clearly, and I hope my brother will fulfill it."
"Is something wrong?"
Su Mengmu still refused to give way: "I can't take you back, the prince will be unhappy."
An Zheng: "It's such a high evaluation. I accept it, but I still won't go. If your prince wants to commit suicide, his father will not spare him."
"Otherwise, how could I find you?"
Su Mengmu said: "The prince has been looking for you so hard that he came up with this trick. Otherwise, why would he even invite King Peacock Ming?"
Song Shenfeng frowned, with a grim look on his face: "I've given you good advice, but I didn't listen. I've given you enough face, but you humiliated the Lord, and the Lord humiliated me to death. It was you who took the road to death... Wait, what did you just do? Say...you used a bamboo board...are you?"
"Your Majesty would like to invite you to come over to discuss matters."
Song Shenfeng was silent for a while and then said: "In that case, I will not hide it from you. I am from the residence of Prince Rui, Prince of Daxi, and I am looking for treasures under the orders of my prince. I have said it clearly, and I hope my brother will fulfill it."
"Your Majesty would like to invite you to come over to discuss matters."
Su Mengmu said: "The prince has been looking for you so hard that he came up with this trick. Otherwise, why would he even invite King Peacock Ming?"
Song Shenfeng frowned, with a grim look on his face: "I've given you good advice, but I didn't listen. I've given you enough face, but you humiliated the Lord, and the Lord humiliated me to death. It was you who took the road to death... Wait, what did you just do? Say...you used a bamboo board...are you?"
An Zheng said: "You are very sincere, but I won't sell it."
This knife is definitely not something made in modern times. You can see four small characters engraved on the handle of the knife.
An Zheng asked: "There's no need to meet your prince. I have nothing to say to him. If he wants to say something, just tell me."
The sun shone on the blade. An Zheng deflected the blade, and the reflected light instantly pierced a hole in the opposite wall.
An Zheng asked: "There's no need to meet your prince. I have nothing to say to him. If he wants to say something, just tell me."
An Zheng waved his hand: "Get away further. If you stop me again, I will cut out your tongue."
An Zheng asked.
"You're looking for fucking death."
"Otherwise, how could I find you?"
Su Mengmu's expression changed, and he immediately put away his sword and lowered his head: "Your Majesty."
Song Shenfeng's expression changed: "Brother, it seems a little irrational to go to such great lengths for something external to oneself."
"Otherwise, how could I find you?"
Su Mengmu pondered for a moment: "The prince said that the chaos in the world is not to blame on the people or the rivers and lakes, but on the temples. The prince also said that the mountains and rivers are not dangerous, and the temples are not high and far away. On the contrary, they are the most dangerous and low-level places in the world. Looking at it. You are the only person in the world who can correct me."
He suddenly shouted and turned around and ran away: "Why is this a disaster star? Let's go quickly!"
Su Mengmu, who was holding the knife, remained expressionless as always, but the trace of fear hidden in An Zheng's eyes still revealed his innermost feelings. Among the people in Daxi's world, how many of them are not in awe when the name Fang Zheng is mentioned
An Zheng: "It's such a high evaluation. I accept it, but I still won't go. If your prince wants to commit suicide, his father will not spare him."
"Your Majesty would like to invite you to come over to discuss matters."
Su Mengmu pondered for a moment: "The prince said that the chaos in the world is not to blame on the people or the rivers and lakes, but on the temples. The prince also said that the mountains and rivers are not dangerous, and the temples are not high and far away. On the contrary, they are the most dangerous and low-level places in the world. Looking at it. You are the only person in the world who can correct me."
"It's still this kind of circle. If you want to buy my knife, I won't sell it. If you want to steal my knife, just come."
Not only can it be reflected, but it can also be added. The concentrated power of sunlight can burn through a piece of paper, but it cannot burn through a wall. As he was walking forward, several people suddenly stopped in front of An Zheng. Judging from their clothes, they should be from Daxi, but they were not sure which sect they were from.
Su Mengmu still refused to give way: "I can't take you back, the prince will be unhappy."
An Zheng asked.
An Zheng shook his head: "You didn't respect me when you said these words... You were covering yourself up. Everyone else said that my father was good, but you only said that I was good. This made your father think that you had no intention of competing for the throne."
An Zheng shook his head: "You didn't respect me when you said these words... You were covering yourself up. Everyone else said that my father was good, but you only said that I was good. This made your father think that you had no intention of competing for the throne."
Su Mengmu still refused to give way: "I can't take you back, the prince will be unhappy."
An Zheng: "I'm not happy if you stop me."
Su Mengmu's expression changed, and he immediately put away his sword and lowered his head: "Your Majesty."
An Zheng sighed: "You are obviously here to rob something, why do you have to be so polite? I have seen more dangers in this world than you. If I am not wrong, when I say I am willing to sell, you will You said you didn’t bring that many belongings with you, so you asked me to go back with you to get them, right? When we get to a secluded place, or where you are stationed, you all come up and hack me to death... This routine is a bit old.”
Su Mengmu glanced at the knife in An Zheng's hand: "You don't seem to be used to using a knife."
"You're looking for fucking death."
An Zheng asked.
Song Shenfeng's man raised his arm to stop An Zheng: "You won't sell it if you say it won't be sold? Do you know who my master is? My master Da Xiqin..."
An Zheng shook his head: "You didn't respect me when you said these words... You were covering yourself up. Everyone else said that my father was good, but you only said that I was good. This made your father think that you had no intention of competing for the throne."
"It's still this kind of circle. If you want to buy my knife, I won't sell it. If you want to steal my knife, just come."
The man introduced himself: "I am Song Shenfeng, a native of Yuyang County, Daxi. I am looking for treasures in the Immortal Palace for my master. This knife is indeed of extraordinary quality. If brother is willing to part with it, I wonder if I can give you a price. My master is rich. But for the enemy, as long as the price offered by my brother is reasonable, I will never make a counter-offer."
An Zheng raised his hand and gestured: "I used my fingers."
Song Shenfeng's expression changed: "Brother, it seems a little irrational to go to such great lengths for something external to oneself."
"It's still this kind of circle. If you want to buy my knife, I won't sell it. If you want to steal my knife, just come."
Su Mengmu glanced at the knife in An Zheng's hand: "You don't seem to be used to using a knife."
The leader looked to be in his thirties, and he seemed polite. An Zheng observed it and saw that the clothes this man was wearing were somewhat special. They were brocade clothes, which represented his status as someone with a government background. And the clothes are not the style of any yamen, so they should belong to the subordinates of some big force.
As he spoke, he used Asahi Haruwa to draw a circle about two meters in diameter around him: "I drew a circle on the ground at that time, which was probably slightly larger than this. I didn't have any weapons at the time, so I had to pick it up. A hatchet."
An Zheng pointed at Chen Chongxu's heart: "You are too thoughtful. I don't like chatting with you."
"Otherwise, how could I find you?"
Su Mengmu held the handle of the knife with his right hand, and pointed the long knife like a stream of autumn water diagonally at the ground: "Although I know I can't beat you, you were once a peak in the world. Anyone who climbs high will be defeated by you." Your dream is the same for me. To this day, I still can't beat you, but I still want to try to see how strong you are."
Song Shenfeng glared at the man, clasped his fists and said, "Brother, of course we will not force anyone to do anything. We just want to talk to you. It seems that this knife was just obtained by my brother not long ago, so he took it and played with it. Make good use of it. Those who don't use things well will just waste good things. I don't know what my brother can use well, such as swords, hooks, spears, and whips. My master has collected a lot of these things. If my brother is willing to part with them, this knife can be used. Make an offer and exchange for something else. My master loves knives the most, especially big ones. I hope my brother will fulfill my wish."
He walked a few steps and then stopped, trying to pick up the severed hand. The other hand just reached into the circle, and with a pop, that hand was also cut off. And from beginning to end, An Zheng never moved.
At this moment, Su Meng suddenly strode from behind the curtain: "Be bold!"
Song Shenfeng's man raised his arm to stop An Zheng: "You won't sell it if you say it won't be sold? Do you know who my master is? My master Da Xiqin..."
Su Mengmu's expression changed, and he immediately put away his sword and lowered his head: "Your Majesty."
Su Mengmu's expression changed, and he immediately put away his sword and lowered his head: "Your Majesty."
Song Shenfeng was silent for a while and then said: "In that case, I will not hide it from you. I am from the residence of Prince Rui, Prince of Daxi, and I am looking for treasures under the orders of my prince. I have said it clearly, and I hope my brother will fulfill it."
An Zheng: "No, what I mean is that when I was eight or nine years old, I chopped down dozens of people with a hatchet just for some silver. And this knife is mine, far more than a few thousand taels or tens of thousands of taels of silver." How could I regress in terms of value?”
This knife is definitely not something made in modern times. You can see four small characters engraved on the handle of the knife.
Song Shenfeng pondered for a moment, clasped his fists and took a step back: "If brothers don't take action, this matter will be over. But now that my people have been hurt, I can't pretend to turn a blind eye."
Chen Chongxu came quickly, stood in front of An Zheng, and clasped his fists: "I felt familiar when I first met you, and then I realized what I had missed. I have many brothers, and they were all gathered together. Father Asked who is our goal, role model, or idol. All brothers said that father is their idol, but it is me, which means that the head of the law department, Fang Zheng, is my idol and role model. My father laughed, got up and left. Or he doesn’t understand why his son would worship someone who is inferior to him..."
Not only can it be reflected, but it can also be added. The concentrated power of sunlight can burn through a piece of paper, but it cannot burn through a wall. As he was walking forward, several people suddenly stopped in front of An Zheng. Judging from their clothes, they should be from Daxi, but they were not sure which sect they were from.
An Zheng: "When you said this, your eyes twinkled a little."
Su Mengmu's expression changed, and he immediately put away his sword and lowered his head: "Your Majesty."
Chen Chongxu leaned over and said, "Sir, please come back with me. I just have a lot of doubts in my mind. Please give me some answers."
Su Mengmu still refused to give way: "I can't take you back, the prince will be unhappy."
An Zheng shook his head: "It's really disappointing."
At this moment, Su Meng suddenly strode from behind the curtain: "Be bold!"
At this moment, Su Meng suddenly strode from behind the curtain: "Be bold!"
Song Shenfeng's expression changed: "Brother, it seems a little irrational to go to such great lengths for something external to oneself."
The rising sun and spring.
An Zheng shook his head: "You didn't respect me when you said these words... You were covering yourself up. Everyone else said that my father was good, but you only said that I was good. This made your father think that you had no intention of competing for the throne."
An Zheng said, "I won't sell it."
Su Mengmu held the handle of the knife with his right hand, and pointed the long knife like a stream of autumn water diagonally at the ground: "Although I know I can't beat you, you were once a peak in the world. Anyone who climbs high will be defeated by you." Your dream is the same for me. To this day, I still can't beat you, but I still want to try to see how strong you are."
"It's still this kind of circle. If you want to buy my knife, I won't sell it. If you want to steal my knife, just come."
Song Shenfeng's man raised his arm to stop An Zheng: "You won't sell it if you say it won't be sold? Do you know who my master is? My master Da Xiqin..."
Song Shenfeng glared at the man, clasped his fists and said, "Brother, of course we will not force anyone to do anything. We just want to talk to you. It seems that this knife was just obtained by my brother not long ago, so he took it and played with it. Make good use of it. Those who don't use things well will just waste good things. I don't know what my brother can use well, such as swords, hooks, spears, and whips. My master has collected a lot of these things. If my brother is willing to part with them, this knife can be used. Make an offer and exchange for something else. My master loves knives the most, especially big ones. I hope my brother will fulfill my wish."
Song Shenfeng frowned, with a grim look on his face: "I've given you good advice, but I didn't listen. I've given you enough face, but you humiliated the Lord, and the Lord humiliated me to death. It was you who took the road to death... Wait, what did you just do? Say...you used a bamboo board...are you?"
An Zheng pointed at Chen Chongxu's heart: "You are too thoughtful. I don't like chatting with you."
An Zheng was alone outside the Kongque Ming Palace, causing a huge fight. Fei Lingdu's second-in-command and the strongest warrior were all killed by An Zheng. And the strongest killer civet cat who had hidden himself and never made a move died even more tragically and aggrievedly. Xu Meidai just thought about it and turned into ice slag all over the ground.
"You're looking for fucking death."
An Zheng raised his hand and gestured: "I used my fingers."
"Didn't the prince summon many people to kill me?"
An Zheng sighed: "When I was very young, around ten years old... I got my first piece of silver, which was several thousand taels. For ordinary people, a few thousand taels of silver can provide them with food and clothing for a lifetime. At that time, I was so young and received such a large amount of money, but I was still in a remote place where unruly people gathered. "
The leader looked to be in his thirties, and he seemed polite. An Zheng observed it and saw that the clothes this man was wearing were somewhat special. They were brocade clothes, which represented his status as someone with a government background. And the clothes are not the style of any yamen, so they should belong to the subordinates of some big force.
Chen Chongxu leaned over and said, "Sir, please come back with me. I just have a lot of doubts in my mind. Please give me some answers."
Song Shenfeng's man raised his arm to stop An Zheng: "You won't sell it if you say it won't be sold? Do you know who my master is? My master Da Xiqin..."