His voice was not loud, but in this scene, it was like thunder.

Most people looked at the scene in front of them with great shock, and couldn't believe that Li Xiu would say such words on such a day.

"Bold Li Xiu, do you know what you are talking about?"

"I'm arrogant, do you really think I'm the prince of King Chenliu? Besides, even King Chenliu is not qualified to make such crazy words here."

Some of the officials immediately shouted, glared at Li Xiu, and took the guards forward and wanted to take the madman down.

Before he could take a few steps, someone came up to stop him. He held the scimitar at his waist calmly and stared at the ministers who spoke up to scold Li Xiu.

Gradually, the officials were divided into three camps, three people standing on Yang Fei's side.

Some people who retreated to the side were even closer to the middle and vaguely surrounded Yang Fei's people.

These people are Li Laizhi's people. Now Li Xiu is here to take revenge in person, so they should follow him.

The three ministers looked ugly and couldn't believe it.

"Li Xiu, I advise you to think clearly about what you are doing. Stop now, I can assume that nothing has happened."

Li Xiu glanced at him and recognized that he was the Minister of Revenue of the Ministry of Revenue of the dynasty of the dynasty. Jiang Manquan followed Concubine Yang in his early years. He sat firmly in his current position when he was the last Emperor of Tang and made many enemies in the court. Concubine Yang's existence was his greatest reliance, so he was also the one who least wanted something wrong with Concubine Yang.

"Oh, I said who it is? It turns out that he is a tragic Lord Yingjiang. When will you be worthy of advising the prince? Hum?"

A young man walked out of the crowd, wearing black clothes and a big northern character written on his shoulder.

It is Liang Xiaodao.

He looked at Jiang Manquan with his neck tilted, his face full of sarcasm and disdain.

Jiang Manquan's face turned completely gloomy, and a boy said in public that he was full of evil deeds, which was not very nice.

Liang Xiaodao spread his arms, turned around in place, glanced at the officials in the morning, and raised his eyebrows lightly.

"Besides, I think what the prince said makes sense. Putting birthdays and deaths on the same day will also make it easier to pay tribute in the future, right?"

Arrogant and arrogant, Liang Xiaodao's eyes were frivolous and indifferent, his mouth was raised, and he gave a gentle salute to Concubine Yang, fully demonstrating the unruly of a young man.

"Northern land, Liang Xiaodao invited the concubine to Jiuquan to warm up the corpses of the border soldiers in the north."

There was a sound of swords unsheathed in the garden.

Eight men in black armor walked in from outside the door, each holding swords and protecting Li Xiu. They looked at Jiang Manquan and Yang Fei and others with calm eyes like a deep pool without any fluctuations.

Concubine Yang stood up tremblingly, leaning on a crested crutch in her hand, her old eyes narrowed into a gap. She looked at Li Xiu, the soldiers in the north and important officials of the court holding swords.

Snowflakes floated in Mulin Garden, and the palace maids had already left the house. The dishes on the table were extremely rich, but the plates below were cracked into pieces.

The aura of the fifth-level master oppressed the audience, and most of them lowered their heads and remained silent.

Jiang Manquan had a sneer on his face, and the old Taiwei was sitting on the chair, glanced at Li Xiu.

I thought to myself that the young man still couldn't hold back his temper after the death of that old servant in blue shirt, who else can kill this old woman by your side?

Could it be that these eight cultivation levels are the top three levels and two northern personal guards who are traveling to the wild realm?

Or is it the woman in Taoist robe behind you?

Li Xiu should not be a fool. It is naturally not a fool that Taiwei can achieve his current status in the Tang Dynasty to compete with the national teacher and the academy.

So he just sat there, looking forward to what surprise Li Xiu might bring.

Concubine Yang raised her hand, and a person next to her walked forward and placed the handkerchief in her hand.

This is Yang Buding, his surname is Yang, but he is not a descendant of Concubine Yang.

Over the past few decades, Yang Maydae has been the most loyal dog under Yang Fei's men, a knife.

He helped Concubine Yang deal with all dark and shameless things, and eliminated countless enemies for the old woman.

His cultivation level is already at the peak of the wilderness, and he may enter the fifth realm in a few decades.

Yang Buding was very strong, and Liang Xiaodao's frivolity was restrained a little. At this moment, there were many ministers standing on their side in Mulin Garden. These people may have a high status and may have strong men following them, but now, they can not provide much help.

After all, I just came to attend the birthday party, and no one would arm the teeth and bring dozens of monks to the banquet.

If they really fight, they will not even be able to break through Yang Buding and others, let alone killing Yang Fei.

"Your Highness, how do you kill me?"

Concubine Yang took the handkerchief and coughed twice. Her waist was bent and her skin was slightly loose. Even the youngest son who was running around on the street could tell at a glance that she would not live long.

There were more than ten people standing in front of Concubine Yang. Including Yang Buding, there were two powerful men in the wild, and the rest were also figures who had reached the top three levels.

A famous monk emerged from all over the garden, surrounding Yang Fei, staring at Li Xiu and others with a bad look.

Such a lineup is very strong and luxurious. She is considered herself, and even Anzhi Li can hardly kill her.

There are too few monks in the wild, and each one is a big man who can walk around.

It is logical that ordinary monks may not meet several in their lifetime.

But this is Chang'an. Li Xiu's status is too high, and the person he wants to deal with is higher.

So it became more common for monks in the wild.

Li Xiu looked at Yang Buding, Jiang Manquan, and the nearly 100 monks appeared in Mulin Garden.

These are all Yang Fei's people, after all, this place is her territory.

"Get out."

He turned around and whispered to Liang Xiaodao and the soldiers from the north.

There was a slight turbulence in Li Xiu's eyes. No matter when and where, whether Li Laizhi is present or not, the northern border army is his most loyal backing.

"Your Highness."

Liang Xiaodao said urgently.

“Get out.”

Li Xiu interrupted him and said another sentence.

Liang Xiaodao fell silent, and the northern border troops had been stable for many years, so he could do it at any time if he wanted to stand out.

But in this way, the soldier is His Majesty's soldiers and the general is His Majesty's general.

It’s not Li Xiu. If Liang Xiaodao helped him kill Concubine Yang, the memorial to impeach Liang Wen would probably be filled with the entire Xuanzheng Hall tomorrow morning.

Therefore, the border troops cannot intervene.

The other ten soldiers also had swords and sheaths, but they did not move and were still standing around Li Xiu.

They can't help killing people, but they can help save people.

Seeing this scene, the smile on Yang Fei's old face became stronger, and even sarcastic could be seen.

"Now, how do you kill me?"

She asked again, "It's not too late, everyone knows that the woman behind His Highness the Crown Prince will definitely not be able to kill Concubine Yang today."

But they also knew that since Li Xiu said such words, he would never be aimless. This is a smart person and should not just give him a verbal advantage.

Therefore, all the officials in the court kept silent and watched the changes.

"There are only two results today. I will kill you, or you will kill me."

Li Xiu walked forward, approaching her step by step, expressionless, and a deadly calm and indifferent.

"I bet you dare not kill me, do you dare to bet?"

He pulled out the sword at his waist and placed it on a person's neck. He looked up at Yang Fei's eyes, and then slashed with a sword. Yang Fei's subordinate fell to the ground, blood flowing.

"Do you dare to bet?"

His eyes were carved by swords and axes, without any tremor. He blinked, looked carefully at the gradually disappearing smile on Yang Fei's face, and said seriously: "I don't think you dare because you are afraid of death."

"And I'm not afraid."
Chapter completed!