Zhao Xing's brother Zhao Gao appeared in front of Xiaoyuer. His long black hair was tied up loosely, his black eyes were full of coldness, his high nose bridge, and a rosy cherry mouth. He was wearing a brocade robe, holding a white folding fan in his hand, a golden belt around his waist, a pair of black boots on his legs, and an egg-sized jade behind the boots.

King Jinling had two sons. Zhao Xing was very talented and proficient in governing the country. He talked about political affairs and had good governance. Therefore, he had great prestige in his family. He could be said to be a gentleman who was as good as a ruler.

Zhao Gao saw all this in his eyes, and jealousy arose in his heart. He developed resentment towards Zhao Xing, and regarded him as a thorn in his eyes, a thorn in his flesh, and was struggling with each other everywhere.

The retainers gradually understood the truth and said flatteringly in front of the prince. Rumors confused the public: There is Zhao Xing at home one day, and the family is uneasy. If you do something miserable in the future, why not cause any major harm to the family? It is better to take action first and eliminate the roots, so as not to have too many dreams in the future.

Zhao Gao happened to get what he wanted and took advantage of Zhao Xing to visit Luoyang, and decided to do it as soon as possible. On this line of road, the guards who had been ambushed early and killed him when he returned. He took great pains to do this.

When he saw Zhao Gao, Xiao Yuer said, "What's the point of doing with my brother?"

Zhao Gao smiled and said, "I don't know anything about it. Isn't it a shameless thing you did?"

Xiao Yuer naturally knew when it was, and sighed and said, "My brother suspected that I had lost my face at home. You can report to my mother to expel me from the house! How can I take responsibility for such a crime? I hope my brother will be conscious of it!"

Zhao Gao thought, there was indeed no handle. He couldn't see his face clearly under the dark night. Xiaoyuer stepped forward and said:

"Cooking beans burn bean pods, and beans cry in the pot.

It was originally born from the same root. Why is it too urgent to fight each other?"

Xiao Yuer recited a seven-step poem that Cao Cao's son Cao Zhi said to his brother Cao Pi during the Three Kingdoms period. He used this poem to remind Zhao Gao, hoping that you would go around your brothers with your brothers. At this moment, Zhao Gao naturally understood the meaning of this poem.

After finishing this poem, Zhao Gao heard it and was refuted to say nothing. He was in a dilemma and didn't know what to do.

Xiao Yuer went further and said to Zhao Gao: "Although we have a distinction between politics and intervention, we are connected by flesh and blood, so why bother to force each other? I have no intention of fighting with you with power. No matter who is the prince, I will follow you loyally without complaints! It is easy to block the open gun, but difficult to prevent the hidden arrows. If you want to destroy me, it is easy, why bother to struggle? My father will be in peace even if he is in the nine springs!"

Zhao Gao is caught in a battle between good and evil. Anyone with an IQ of more than 75 must have a distinction between good and evil. Although the kind Zhao Gao is weaker than the devil Zhao Gao, he is in a wandering and wandering.

It was a time to speak, and it was soon. At this moment, an old scholar next to him suddenly said, "Criminal. Do you know Emperor Taizong of Tang Li Shimin? And you should not be kind to women."

It was another famous historical incident of brothers killing each other. It was also this sentence that made Zhao Gao fall into the fanaticism of brothers killing each other again.

Now Xiao Yuer and Zhao Gao are only two feet away, and they can use their internal strength early. Now, just take advantage of the situation when people are not paying attention to it and capture the thief and the king.

I saw Xiao Yuer slashing his left hand, slamming out his right palm, and a "roar" dragon roar came out from Xiao Yuer's palm. He went straight to the assassins around him, and turned his real people up and overturned his feet. He climbed up to the sky more than one foot and was about to catch Zhao Gao.

Zhao Gao looked frightened and understood, and thought to himself, "When will this kid get martial arts?" Suddenly, a cold sweat broke out on his back, and thought to himself, "Oh, no!" The only thought was to run away and leave this place of failure as soon as possible. But he was so scared that his whole body was sore and weak, and he tried his best to escape, but his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, unable to move at all.

"My life is over?"

"I'll do it?!!"

The old scholar turned Zhao Gao away with one hand, turned his palm inward, and exhaled his luck.

There was a "bang".

The two of them face each other, and this person's internal strength is irresistible. Who is this? Why does it look a little familiar? His surname is Yang.

Old Yang said, "Boy, is it good? I wonder how long I can last?"

Xiaoyuer's face was flushed, her blue veins were exposed, her eyes widened, and she said viciously: "Old man, be careful of your dog's teeth." The two of them spread their strength to each other. Xiaoyuer flew backwards, and Old Man Yang also took a few steps back.

Xiao Yuer was secretly lucky again. Just as he was about to fly to attack, suddenly a breeze flashed, and Old Man Yang suddenly approached and slapped his palms. It was just that he was intended to disturb his mind, make him irritated, and it was difficult to hold his breath and condense his breath, so he could use a thunderous attack.

Although this palm was silent, it was a gathering of skills throughout his life. He had grasped the direction where Old Man Yang was standing for several inches. He slapped out his palm and took the key acupoint on his chest.

Old Man Yang didn't prevent him from coming so quickly, and he wanted to avoid it. As long as he moved his body several times, he had no ability to fight back except with his palms. However, as soon as his body moved, Old Man Yang's palm power went straight in, forcing him to almost breathlessly, so he had to use his right palm to slap it out. The two had a sticky fight for almost the round.

Suddenly, a strong wind sounded, followed by two loud noises. Zhao Gao was shocked and couldn't help but look around, and saw Old Man Yang spinning around Xiaoyuer, his body was very fast, and he hit him one palm after another. Xiaoyuer stood firmly and resisted his palm.

Zhao Gao's surprise was even more amazing: "It turns out that Zhao Xing can do martial arts."

Every time Old Man Yang hit him, he screamed, which showed that the strength on his palm was extremely powerful. Xiao Yu'er's feet did not move, and he met with his palm, and the palm force he slapped was silent. After a long battle, he could not do anything to him.

Suddenly, Xiaoyuer's body flew up and her palms hit her from the air. A flying dragon was in the sky.

Old Man Yang flipped his left palm and hit him upwards, but his right palm slapped the little fish's belly. With a sound of slapping, the palm forces intersected, and the little fish flew straight out.

Old Man Yang staggered, shook his body a few times, and finally stood up with the stake.

Old man Yang gasped and said, "The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are indeed not vain?"

Xiao Yuer shouted sternly: "The Great Vajra Palm... squirts out of her mouth and faints on the ground. He thought that his martial arts cannot be defeated, and he must be defeated so that he can wait for his leisure and win in just a few moves. The Great Vajra Palm is never false, he was injured just now, and he adjusted his breathing several times before he calmed down.

Zhao Gao peeked at him, and Xiaoyuer vomited blood and fell to the ground without knowing his life or death. He was immediately overjoyed and secretly cheered: "Miaoji, Miaoji!"

He slowly walked to Xiaoyuer's side and kicked: "No matter how awesome, how awesome, are you dead now?"
Chapter completed!