Chapter 342

When the two returned to the courtyard, Wang Yan felt uneasy in his heart and did not dare to look at the face of the eldest prince.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, Wang Yan was surprised to find that an old man in black appeared in the shadow of the house, standing respectfully behind the eldest prince.

This……

For a while, Wang Yan felt extremely frightened. Could this old man be in the house all the time? From start to finish, he didn't find any clues.

But after thinking about it, it's also right. With the status of the first prince, how could there be no expert protection around him.

"Your Highness..."

The eldest prince waved his hand to stop the old man in black, and pondered: "Tell me directly, you have a good chance of winning against the old man in gray."

"Fifty percent... If there are other masters in this princess' mansion, it may be less than fifty percent."

The old man in black came with a hoarse voice.

The eldest prince's face changed slightly, but there was not much surprise in his eyes. He also guessed that the old man in gray was amazing. Otherwise, I wouldn't have promised him just now to stay in this princess' mansion for a few more days.

"I haven't shown up for five years, and once I show up, I will give me a slap in the face. It seems that the injuries on her body are almost healed. This is going to go against me everywhere."

Qin Yu's face was gloomy and indifferent, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

"Humph!"

After a while, he raised his head and snorted coldly, his eyes fell on Wang Yan, and suddenly he said, "Wang Yan, I will leave this matter to you."

"I...I...how can I be Xinjue's opponent, he can kill me with one palm."

Wang Yan's face froze, and he shivered, saying that he had also seen Xin Jue's strength during the banquet. With one-handed thunder swordsmanship, even Han Gang, who had burned Fowei, was no match for him.

Moreover, he was calm and calm, and he clearly still had his trump card unplayed. I was afraid that the elders of the Zifujing might not be his opponent.

In the Longmen Grand Competition, he must have the strength to fight against the Eighth Young Master, or even to reach the first place.

To ask him to deal with Xin Jue, he was completely hitting the stone with an egg and was out of his control.

"Nonsense, I naturally only say that you are not his opponent."

Qin Yu scolded and said coldly, "I want you to go back and discuss with your father, use the power of the Wang clan, and understand what I mean."

"But... in this way, High Heaven Sword Pavilion will definitely take action against the Wang clan."

Wang Yan was taken aback. Compared with the High Heaven Sword Pavilion, the Wang clan's background is not a little bit worse.

In comparison, the sword pavilion is like a behemoth. If the Wang clan kills the other's Tianbang disciple, isn't it courting death?

The old god Qin Yu was sitting on the solid wood chair, his fingers slowly tapped his deputy, and said with a smile: "If your royal family wants to be the minister of the dragon and overwhelm the other three clans, naturally you must have the power of the dragon. The matter is done, when I ascend the throne, I will compensate you ten times."

"You don't need to make a decision on this matter. After you go back and notify your father, your father will have a decision in his heart."

Wang Yan said a little unwillingly: "Why didn't Your Highness take action by himself? With His Highness's strength, it is much easier to deal with Xin Jue than my Wang family."

"idiot."

Qin Yu scolded and said solemnly: "I still can't see the situation? Five years ago, the woman who was the crowning emperor of the imperial capital came back. Tonight's incident is just a warning. You will be hampered everywhere.”

"But no matter what, I must win the first place in the Dragon Gate Competition, and Xin Jue must also die. If he doesn't die, that woman will not give up."

...

In the early morning of the next day, Lin Yun woke up from drunkenness while bathing in the morning light.

When he opened his eyes, Young Master Liu Shang left quietly without knowing when. Lin Yun smiled, it seemed that this slut, although he drank wildly last night, was not really drunk.

On the other hand, when the stamina of the monkey wine came up, he was a little invincible.

But after sobering up, he was refreshed and refreshed. The whole body is filled with a warm feeling, which is indescribably comfortable.

All famous wines have this effect and are of great benefit to those who practice martial arts.

The best wines even have the effect of directly improving one's cultivation, making them invaluable at auctions.

Above the ninth grade, there are legends about the existence of divine wine and immortal wine, which have the effect of prolonging life, prolonging life, reborn, and improving qualifications and improving understanding.

The Phoenix Terrace in his hand is a famous seven-grade wine. Although the effect is not as mythical as in the legends, it is also very valuable.

At least in the Great Qin Empire, only two bottles exist, even if you look at the entire South China Ancient Region, they are very precious.

After washing up, Lin Yun and the Jiange group prepared to leave.

Six horses lined up side by side, and at the entrance of the Princess Mansion, there were surging crowds, all of them returning guests.

The birthday party of Princess Fenghua this year is undoubtedly a rare event in recent years. Anyone who comes here will sigh, and it is a worthwhile trip.

Lin Yun rode on the back of the blood dragon horse and looked back with emotion.

Before coming here, I didn't expect that my strength could rank in the forefront of the Great Qin Empire. The existence that once needed to be looked up to, and the confrontation between glasses of wine, did not fall behind.

However, there is still no slack. Once Bai Lixuan leaves the customs, he will definitely break through the Holy Body.

He has accumulated a lot of money, and relying on the power of the Holy Body, he still does not know how strong it will be. His grievance with Bai Lixuan, unlike Si Xueyi, could not be easily resolved with a glass of wine.

If the other party doesn't look for him, he will take the initiative to look for him.

Suddenly, except for Lin Yun, the beast horse that Xinyan and others were sitting on felt a pressure to move for no reason and kept swaying.

"Hehe, the dignified High Heaven Sword Pavilion, can't even find a good horse?"

However, it was Wen Yanbo and the others from the Hunyuan Sect, who ran rampantly by relying on the strength of the black horse that sat down. The evil spirits on Hei Lin Ma were sent out unscrupulously towards the High Heaven Sword Pavilion.

There is a trace of the blood of the descendants of the holy beast Qilin in the body of the black linma. Although it is extremely thin, it is barely able to touch the descendants of the holy beast.

He is handsome and mighty, and there is a faint holy prestige in the terrifying demon.

Several Hei Lin horses rushed over, causing Xin Jue and the others to sit down on the monster beast horses, all feeling terrified.

No matter how you control it, it can't be comforted.

Looking at Luo Feng, who was glaring at him, Wen Yanbo sneered: "Isn't it quite majestic yesterday? Why is it that I can't sit still when I see this old man now?"

"Hahaha!"

Several disciples in the Primordial Sect burst into laughter, although yesterday's limelight was overtaken by the High Heaven Sword Pavilion.

But now there is a chance, it is not bad to be able to play with each other.

After all, the people coming and going at the gate of the princess' mansion were considered to be in public, which made the people of High Heaven Sword Pavilion lose some face.

Lin Yun said nothing, and lightly patted the blood dragon horse on the neck.

boom!

In an instant, a ferocious and brutal aura rushed from the blood dragon horse with red eyes. This violent aura that chilled the hearts of the warriors swept away the monsters emanating from the Hei Lin Ma in an instant.

As for the faint Shengwei, in front of the blood dragon horse mutated true dragon blood, it is not enough to see.

Just like cats and dogs, when they saw the tiger king in the mountains, they shivered with fear.

Woohoo!

The black Lin Ma, who sat down with Hunyuanmen and others, suddenly became restless, manic and restless, and his eyes were full of horror.

"what happened?"

Wen Yanbo's face was startled, he held the reins and tried his best to comfort the black horse that sat down.

rub!

Blood Dragon Horse|The fierce light flashed in his eyes, and the single horn in front of his forehead burst into a faint thunder.

Under the rising sun, it was covered in fur, and under the bath of golden light, it shone like a rain of blood. Tall and mighty, with a tall and straight body, it looks like an ancient war horse that came out of a picture scroll.

boom! boom! boom!

The black horse that Hunyuanmen and others sat down was so frightened that it kept retreating, and fell to the ground in a panic.

Wen Yanbo and the others were thrown off on the spot, although they were highly cultivated, they were not injured. But this face is completely lost...

A few black-horizon horses that were trapped on the ground were shivering, and no matter how they were called, they didn't dare to get up.

cluck cluck!

The disciple of Hunyuan Sect was in shock when Lin Yun sat down on the blood dragon horse, with a look of disdain in his eyes, and suddenly grinned strangely.

That's not enough, while this guy smiled meanly, he twisted up in front of a few black scale horses trapped on the ground.

While twisting and laughing strangely, Wen Yanbo and others saw this scene, and their faces were black with anger. A horse of High Heaven Sword Pavilion actually laughed at them!

"What's the matter? The black horses of the Primordial Sect are all stuck on the ground and can't leave. It's a strange thing."

"Hey, you don't know, this Primordial Sect was fighting against people, and they actually lost the fight. Did you see that Lin Yun sat down on the blood dragon horse, and one scared the other six black horses away."

"It's so fierce! But what's the matter with this horse, are its two rows of front teeth smiling?"

"My God, I'm actually laughing, hahaha, it's so funny, a horse can laugh so cheaply."

"Pfft, hahaha, this is really an eye-opener today. People from the Primordial Sect, I am afraid they have the heart to die, but they were laughed at by a horse. If I hadn't seen this with my own eyes, someone told me, I definitely don't believe it."

"It's too cheap, how could Lin Yun have such a horse, it amuses me to death."

Seeing the appearance of the blood dragon and horse, the sect disciples in the four directions preparing to return, burst into laughter one by one, and their stomachs almost hurt from laughing.

Elder Luo Feng was in front of the horse and smiled and said: "Wen Yanbo, although you were mixed with Yuan Sect yesterday and were completely covered by the light of my High Heaven Sword Pavilion, there is no need to give this great gift, even the Hei Lin Ma will be given to you. We. Let's go, the High Heaven Sword Pavilion can't afford this ceremony, hahaha!"

Amidst the loud laughter, several people from Lingxiao Sword Pavilion held back their laughter and walked away.

"Go away, what are you looking at!"

"What's so funny, it's just a beast, and then laughing and killing you."

As soon as the people from Jiange left, the disciples of Primordial Sect immediately laughed at the people around them and started drinking with a cold face.

After all, Hunyuanmen is one of the four major sects. After a few reprimands, no one dared to laugh.

It's just that this face is completely lost.

Today's joke will definitely become the talking point of the people in the imperial capital, and it may not be believed if it is said. The dignified sect elder was ridiculed by a horse... Wen Yanbo looked gloomy and looked in the direction where Lin Yun and the others were going away, his eyes bursting with murderous intent. Clenching his five fingers, he said coldly, "I'll let you be proud for a moment!"