"Bang!"

The thin middle-aged man was sealed by Jing Tailai and fell two feet away from Dugu Shuming.

His face became paler and he stared straight into the direction of the water pavilion.

Jing Tailai's eyes quickly glanced at the water pavilion and immediately withdrew it.

He knew that the Shuixiliary was Li Chengkong, and he had to keep it confidential. Once it was leaked, there would be big trouble for the Princess's Mansion.

Dugu Shuming cried over the thin middle-aged man and said, "When did your Grandmaster's Mansion have such great power to monitor our mansion? I want to ask my father if this is the order issued by his father!"

Even if the thin middle-aged man lay in a mess on the ground, he still had a calm attitude, neither humble nor arrogant: "Your Highness misunderstood. I am just patrolling on a routine basis, not surveillance at the Princess' Mansion."

"Parking into my princess's mansion?" Dugu Shuming said coldly: "Do you believe your own nonsense?"

"Everything I said is true. Your Highness can go to the Grandmaster's Mansion to verify it." The thin middle-aged man said calmly: "If there is any falsehood, just punish my sins!"

Dugu Shuming stared at him coldly.

The thin middle-aged man said, "Your Highness, I have time regulations for patrol routes. Once the time passes, the Grandmaster's Mansion will be searched."

"Don't worry, I won't kill you! But you should be secretly deserved to be hit by this!"

"I didn't expect there was such a master in the princess's mansion." The thin middle-aged man said calmly: "I wonder if I can see you at first?"

This knife is amazing.

He thought that even if he did it again, he would not be able to escape this sword with caution, which further confirmed the Grandmaster's Mansion's conjecture.

It is likely that it is Li Chengkong!

Li Chengkong was likely to have fled because he pretended to die.

Dugu Shuming said lightly: "Take him out of the mansion!"

"Yes." Jing Tailai stepped forward and picked up the thin middle-aged man and left.

"Li Chengkong!" The thin middle-aged man shouted at the Shuixie: "As a master, wouldn't it be funny to hide?!"

Dugu Shuming waved his hand.

Jing Tailai's pace is accelerating.

The middle-aged man became more and more confident that Li Chengkong was hiding in the water pavilion and said hurriedly: "Your Highness! You have to think clearly whether it is worth it to do the right thing for a eunuch who grows vegetables for Xiaoling Mausoleum!"

"Jing Tailai, break his limbs and throw them out!"

"...Yes!" Jing Tailai complained secretly.

This is the master of the Grand Master's Mansion. If you really want to do this, you will be tearing apart with the Grand Master's Mansion.

This is really unwise.

The Grandmaster Mansion has a transcendent status and is not many people, but it is the ultimate deterrent force and should not be offended.

Dugu Shuming frowned: "Hmm—?"

"...Yes!" Jing Tailai was glared at by her, and his scalp was numb. He looked around and saw that Su Ru was not there, and there was no one who could persuade the princess.

The thin middle-aged man shouted: "Li Chengkong, I know it's you, come out, you can't escape. Now you can still survive when you go back with me. Otherwise, if you provoke the Wind-Chasing God to catch him, you will definitely die without a place to bury him!"

Dugu Shuming said lightly: "Will you not seal his mouth first?"

Jing Tailai hurriedly sealed the middle-aged mute hole.

Dugu Shuming's tone became lighter and lighter: "I'll use his limbs, throw them to the door, rub them again, then pack up and get out!"

Jing Tailai clasped his fists bitterly and gently pressed it to slim the middle-aged limbs.

"Click!" The left arm was removed.

"Crack!" The right arm fell.

"Crack!" The left leg was disconnected.

"Crack!" The right leg was disconnected.

He had already shown mercy and did not crush his elbows and knees. Otherwise, even if he was cured, he would not be able to recover as before.

Dugu Shuming waved his hand.

Jing Tailai flew away with the thin middle-aged man.

Dugu Shuming then entered the water pavilion and opened the window.

The fresh air mixed with water vapor blew in. Li Chengkong sat on the couch and took a deep breath and smiled.

He was very satisfied with the knife.

Such power is not only because of his pure internal energy and strong spirit in the Great Light Realm, but also because of his amazing divine power.

Pure power is the most critical to improving the speed of the flying knife.

Without this divine power, the power of the flying knife is reduced by at least half and it is not so easy to hit. After all, thinning middle-aged people is also a great light realm, and accumulation is better than yourself.

Li Chengkong said: "Your Highness, do you really want to break up with the Grandmaster's Mansion?"

Dugu Shuming said lightly: "Only Yan Kuan, the old thief, can't I make things difficult for him?"

"It's no good to offend the Grandmaster's Mansion."

"Can he dare to deal with me?" Dugu Shuming disagreed: "Old thief Yan Kuan was treacherous and suspicious. He slapped you and suspected that you were pretending to die."

"They are all as energetic as monkeys,... It's time for me to leave, Your Highness." Li Chengkong said.

At this level, no fool was expected to completely hide the truth, and he just wanted a little breath.

With his original cultivation level, he will definitely die if he resists. Now, he finally has a glimmer of vitality and may not be able to escape the Wind-Chasing God.

“Where to go?”

"The world is so big that there is always something to go."

"Don't you want to take revenge?"

"I'm not in a hurry to take revenge. I'm still weak and powerless."

I have a supercomputer, and I have always thought that I should first practice hard, practice in one breath and become invincible in the world, and then come out to be free and easy.

Instead of fighting and strengthening as I read in my previous life, it requires luck and is too easy to die.

Why is it that coincidental? When you are not strong in martial arts, the enemies you encounter are not that strong. When you are strong in martial arts, the enemies you encounter are strong?

That's just that the reality is that you often encounter an enemy who is stronger than you and kill you.

My martial arts skills are not strong enough, and now I will fall into the trap and commit suicide.

"Oh..., I am so cowardly!"

She couldn't help the officials.

They seemed respectful, but in fact they didn't take themselves seriously at all. They openly ignored her orders under the banner of the emperor.

Li Chengkong got up and took out a black bead from his arms, similar to a Buddhist rosary, and handed it to Dugu Shuming: "Leave this to remember your nobles. If this bead is crushed, I will come as soon as possible."

This is made by him in Tianyin Cave Heaven, containing a trace of his spirit, and is practiced based on a small method in ancient times.

It has no power, it just seals the internal power of the Tianyin Heart Technique inside, which can be sensed through Tianyin Cave, just like sensing Qin Tiannan.

Dugu Shuming took the bead, looked at him a few times, and looked up at him in surprise.

She knew that Li Chengkong's arms were empty before, neither flying knives nor the black beads.

So where did these come from? Especially where did the flying knife just now come from?

Li Chengkong had no intention of resolving her doubts, and hugged her fists: "Take care, your highness, there will be a date later!"

He floated out of the pavilion and disappeared in the corridor.

The next moment he appeared on the pavilion thirty feet away, and then flashed in another pavilion, and disappeared on the lake, completely leaving her sight.

Jing Tailai happened to come back and saw Li Chengkong's figure by the lake, but he couldn't see Li Chengkong's face clearly. It seemed that there was invisible power blocking his gaze. This was the magic of the Tianyin Heart Art.

But he guessed it was Li Chengkong.

——

In a hall in the Grandmaster's Mansion, Yan Kuan sat in the Grandmaster's chair, with two rows of chairs at the bottom, each row of eleven.

At this time, four old men with white beards were sitting.

Yan Kuan saw the wounds of the thin middle-aged man, his face was solemn, and he slowly said, "It seems that Princess Qingming is very resentful."

"The Lord of the Mansion had swept away Princess Qingming's face before. It's not surprising that Princess Qingming's temper did this."

"Then how do you think of this knife?"

"sharp!"

All four old men frowned.

They all felt awe-inspiring.

I may not be able to avoid this knife. If it was really shot by Li Chengkong, it would be a big trouble.

"Is it Li Chengkong?" Yan Kuan asked.

Four old men pondered.

"It is said that Song Wuji's flying knife is extremely powerful. After being killed by Xiaoling Guard, it is possible that the secret of the flying knife will fall on Li Cheng's empty hand."
Chapter completed!