If You Can’t Be a Son-in-law, You Have To Be Sanctified

"Jing Guogong...conspired to rebel!"

This time the news was like a turbulent sea, shaking Tai Xuanjing.

There was chaos in Nanguo's mansion, Nan Tinggui, who had just recovered a bit, didn't even want to stay in bed, so he scolded Nan Yuexiang out, and went to find Nan Xuehu who had been hanging out with Lu Jingshu all along!

Not long ago, Nan Heyu, who had just returned from the Valley of the Dead and was shocked to hear about Lu Jing and Qingyue's happy event, was also grounded by Nan Laogong.

The weed-cutting knife lent to Lu Jing by the Nanguo government made the whole Nanfu frightened.

In addition, the reason why Nan Tinggui was able to continue his life was because of the Taichong Dragon Horn given by Lu Jing.

Although no one has ever pointed it out, in fact, ever since Nan Fengmian, the sixth son of Nanfu, became sworn brothers with Lu Jing, and Nanlao Guogong personally apologized to Lu Jing, the relationship between Nanguo Gongfu and Jing Guogong has actually been extraordinary.

The two phases seem to be disgusted, but in fact they are connected together because of many people and things.

Nan Fengmian, Nan Tinggui's life, Grass Chopper, Taichong Longjun Longjiao, Nan Xuehu... and Nan Heyu who had a marriage contract with Lu Jing a long time ago.

Nan Laogong was thankful that these many things had already eased the resentment in Lu Jing's heart, but now these things have become Mount Tai, which is very likely to overwhelm the Nanguo government.

"Father, what should I do? The grass-cutting knife is still in the hands of Mr. Lu Jing."

In front of the big crouching Juyue rockery, Nan Tinggui looked helpless, he only felt that the dark sky today was just like his mood.

"Mr. Jing Guo has a great future, and he should have endless glory and wealth, but he doesn't know what's wrong. Maybe it's Mr. Guanqi..."

The South stop is still not finished.

The old man Nan who was at the side just glanced at him, which made him dare not say anything.

"Everyone has their own choice, the Taixuan Palace is full of rain, and the sky is full of stars, so I don't know what happened.

Since Shengjun never forced me to wait, my Nanguo government is just putting on a show. "

Grand Duke Nan raised his eyes: "There are good and bad changes in the world, for example, just after the spiritual tide passed last time, my skin, muscles and bones washed by the spiritual tide in the past are throbbing again and again.

The next spiritual wave is approaching, and the Holy King will never blame me for this matter. "

"The spiritual wave is approaching..." Nan Tinggui's mind was in confusion, which was both a good thing and a bad thing.

"Then do you want Nan Xuehu to take back the grass cutter?" Nan Tinggui asked, he rarely saw such a big battle, and since he hadn't recovered from his illness for a long time, he didn't have the confidence to do many things, so he asked Habitually consult Nanlao Guogong.

However, it never occurred to him that Nan Laogong, who has always been like a mirror, hesitated a little.

After a few breaths, Old Nan turned around and returned to the East Hall.

"Don't let Nan Xuehu go, just send someone to Yanglu Street, just put on a show.

I am the master of the Nanguo government, so I promise a thousand gold.

I couldn't stand Lu Jing in the past, but later he gradually became popular. I personally went to find him to reconcile and settle the past.

He climbed up, and I asked Nan Xuehu to lend him the grass-cutting knife.

Now that something has changed, if I am in a hurry to add insult to injury, I will inevitably behave like a villain. "

Nan Tinggui had some reluctance in his eyes: "The Grass Cutter Knife is a first-grade famous knife, and it is also a family treasure... He is born to represent the Nan family. If Lu Jing kills someone with the Grass Cutter Knife, our Nan family cannot escape the blame."

Nan Laoguo gave Nan Tinggui a cold look, and Nan Tinggui shrank his head.

Even though he was over forty years old, he was still afraid of his little old father.

"If you are more aggressive, how can this grass-cutting knife be placed in the ancestral temple all the time?"

"The only one who is up-to-date is an eccentric master who doesn't want to inherit my great family business. Putting the cut grass in my Nanfu will ruin the reputation of the sword. It's better to follow Mr. Lu Jing, at least there is still room for unsheathing." .”

...

Sheng Zi had just returned to Beijing when she heard such news that made her feel overwhelmed.

It was as if a storm had swept through her mind, causing her to panic.

On Changning Street, Ning Qiang, Lu Yi, and Lu Qiong all came to look for Ning Qiang in a hurry, and even Princess Xianyou also came to inquire.

"I don't know what happened in the palace. I went to the palace gate, but the palace gate was closed tightly. Even I can only enter tomorrow."

Princess Xianyou glanced at Sheng Zi, her eyes were a little dark.

A long time ago, when Lu Jing was still in the Lu Mansion and was taken to the Taixuan Mansion, Sheng Zi went into the palace in a panic to look for her. Two years passed in a flash. Two years later, the nobleman Jing Guo However, such a thing happened to Lu Jing, the father-in-law.

But this time, who should Sheng Zi go looking for?

Lu Yi and Ning Qiang's faces were full of tears. Lu Qiong has been a little weird these days, hanging out with some great monks all day long, but he is still that innocent boy. Something happened to Lu Jing, which also made him feel weird. Very anxious.

"How could Lu Jing rebel against him?"

"This is Taixuanjing. There are countless troops and countless practitioners. Now that the palace has issued an order, I don't know how many practitioners will take action. No matter how strong Lu Jing is, I'm afraid it will be of no avail."

Princess Xianyou sighed, she didn't want to say this at first, but seeing that there was still hope in Sheng Zi's eyes, she had to say it again.

Always give Sheng Zi some preparations, otherwise if Lu Jing really dies, Sheng Zi is afraid...

"The son of love is the most difficult to understand. Jing Guogong has a wedding date. Even if Sheng Zi is in Sanghuai Mansion, she must have heard about it on the way home, but she is still so worried."

At this moment, Su Zhaoshi, the eldest son of Dazhu Kingdom, also hurried over.

After all these years, maybe because the sweetheart is in Taixuanjing, but the two of them can't meet each other, Su Zhaoshi lost a little more weight, he came in a brocade suit, with worry in his eyes.

"Su Xuan's army has sealed off the city, and General Xingxing, who was befriended by Mr. Lu Jing, was forced to patrol the streets. Now it seems that he has gone to Yanglu Street again. The city defenders have ordered the people in the city to go home. Don't go out today. "

Princess Xianyou was a little surprised: "Such a big battle?"

Su Zhaoshi said softly: "Don't forget, Mr. Lu Jing gathered two thousand high-ranking guests and killed the immortals. It is widely rumored in Taixuan Jing that he killed an immortal from the Eighth Realm in the Valley of the Dead. Even if the immortal died at his hands, no matter how big Taixuanjing's battle is, it is not an exaggeration."

Princess Xianyou tsk-tsk said: "Who would have thought that the bastard in the past could practice so far? Heaven and man in the eight realms! No one in the world can match."

"But... why did he want to rebel?"

Princess Xianyou spoke like this, and Lu Yi on the side suddenly looked like a cat whose tail had been trampled on: "Third brother Lu has no soldiers and horses, no real power, and he has just set a wedding date, so how could he rebel? Someone framed!"

Ning Qiang also wants to speak, Princess Xianyou is used to domineering, Lu Yi, a little daughter of General Shenxiao's family, dares to refute her, she subconsciously frowned, and wanted to reprimand, but Sheng Zi seemed to wake up again , she looked directly at Princess Xianyou, and asked: "Eighth Realm Heavenly Man, can you escape from Taixuanjing?"

When Princess Xianyou saw Sheng Zi who had played with her since childhood, her heart softened, she didn't say much, just shook her head towards Sheng Zi.

Su Zhaoshi was silent for a while, and finally looked at the cloudy and rainy sky that was overwhelming Taixuanjing: "This is Taixuanjing, the center of Dafu.

Although the Eight Realms are rare, they are not invincible after all. "

Sheng Zi's body trembled: "Father left the house in a hurry, maybe there is a turning point."

Su Zhaoshi did not lie: "Sheng Cifu did not enter the palace, but went to Qingyun Street."

Sheng Zi's face turned pale immediately, and there was only one thought in her heart that made her breathless: "Lu Jing... is going to die."

...

On the residence of the Chief Assistant of Qingyun Mansion.

The short-clothed man was squatting at the gatehouse with his sleeves stretched out, the old white bull arched him, his eyes were a bit lonely.

The short-clothed man turned his head, glanced at the East Hall of the mansion, and raised his hand to touch the old white cow's horns.

"Forcing people to death, I don't know what benefits it will have for the world and for this great disaster."

"Originally all that is needed is to let Duke Jing grow up peacefully, and he wants to let all the talents in the world enter the chess game. However, Duke Jing is a fierce and stubborn man, who is not like others, and is quite a bullfighting young man. Possessive, such a young man wants to die with perseverance and gratitude like Mr. Fourth, this is really... a dirty thing."

The short-clothed man whispered silently, seeing the white bull pushing him again, he couldn't help but smiled wryly: "This is Taixuanjing, even if I admire him, how can I help him? It's a long life?"

The white cow mooed lightly, and the man in short clothes seemed to understand what it said, but there was still some hesitation in his eyes.

In the east hall, there was a faint sound of breathing, and after a few breaths, Jiang Baishi suddenly coughed.

The short-clothed man seemed to be aware of it, he stood up and went to the east hall.

It was clearly not the Mid-Autumn Festival, but Jiang Baishi was wrapped in a thick Western Region blanket, and his face was a little pale.

"Go as long as you want." Jiang Baishi looked around Dongtang and said, "I won't stay here for long."

The short-clothed man was slightly taken aback, and immediately understood what Jiang Baishi meant.

Jiang Baishi said tremblingly: "Although in the game of chess, there is always the right to survive. The chessboard I built is not a deep well for trapping people to death. If you want to help him, go boldly. Someone in the court wants to kill him. I will help you." Nor will it block it.

There are so many unknowables in the world that forge so many possibilities. I came to the world once, and it has been a hundred years. Now it is time to return. "

The short-clothed man lowered his head, and heard the weakness in Jiang Baishi's voice.

He has been following Jiang Baishi for too long, and even experienced a spiritual wave. Without Jiang Baishi, he might have died in that barren mountain, and now...he seems to be saying goodbye to his benefactor.

...

Sheng Ruzhou hurried to Lord Shoufu's residence, and saw Jiang Baishi sitting alone in the east hall.

"Mr. Guanqi is kind to the world. The Parrot Island didn't just postpone the drought in the middle of the river. He died just like that. Lu Jing is his disciple. Mr. Guanqi has great kindness to him..."

Sheng Cifu's tone was hurried, but Jiang Baishi said softly, "Where is Lu Jing now?"

He seemed to be asking Sheng Cisuke.

But when he opened his mouth, there were waves surging in the void, and a calm voice came from the transparent ripples: "Lu Jing drove the sword light to kill hundreds of people blocking the way. Hengshan Mansion."

Both Jiang Baishi and Sheng Cifu's expressions changed.

Jiang Baishi didn't care about the Hengshan Mansion, he just frowned and said, "Since we have already gone to Dongcheng, the possibility of leaving Taixuan is a little higher, and now we are going back to the city, it is really impulsive."

Sheng Cifu clenched his fist: "What is he going to do?"

"Of course he is going to kill people. He wants to kill the prince of Qi."

"Is it just the prince of Qi?" Sheng Cifu muttered to himself.

Jiang Baishi, with his white hair fluttering, sighed.

...

Lu Jing was walking on Qilin Street. Although it was daytime, Taixuanjing was like night, and the streets were empty.

Behind him, the star-wielding general Ye Sheyu, who still wore a mask on his face, led three thousand elite soldiers from the Suxuan Army, and they had already surrounded Qilin Street.

"Lu Jing... This is Taixuanjing, you can't escape. After Su Xuanjun, Li Guanlong has mobilized the Dafulongwu army a hundred miles outside the city, and Chu Guogong dispatched three hundred refining gods from the Duke's mansion, twenty Guest come here!"

"The practitioners in the six ministers' mansion, the generals of the sixteen guards, and Dr. Jingzi Guanglu from Hedong are all waiting for you to leave the middle city. The four generals Gui Deyun and Huaihua Zhongwu have also guarded the four cities. The road to Taixuanjing has already passed. blocked."

Ye Sheyu said: "There is no one in the small courtyard in the empty mountain alley, Lu Jing...what happened, is there really no room for returning?"

Lu Jing didn't seem to hear Ye Sheyu's words, and went straight to Hengshan Mansion.

Ye Sheyu's heart was suspended: "Lu Jing, you have always had a rift with Hengshan Mansion, but after all, the prince of Qi State lives in it, and it is related to Dafu and the peace of Qi State..."

Zheng!

Lu Jing's long sword was unsheathed, and as if there was a sunset glow in the sky, a slanting light flashed and fell in the Hengshan mansion.

The Hengshan Mansion was suddenly turned upside down.

A ray of sword light is like a heaven and man exploring the city, it has never been turbulent, nor covered by clouds and mountains, and it is like an understatement of a silk thread falling down.

Hengshan mansion first flashed a dazzling brilliance, and then... the pavilions collapsed, flying sand and rocks.

The famous sword of No. 7 under heaven had already returned to its sheath that day.

The elite of the Three Thousand Su Xuan Army had already lined up to encircle, but even though Qilin Street was wide, it was still a bit narrow for the army, and the sound of armor clashing could be heard endlessly.

Ye Sheyu led the two lieutenants, his blood was soaring, and his martial arts spirit was like wolf smoke, curling up endlessly.

"Lu Jing, you have a reputation for benevolence, how can you ignore the world because of your own hatred?" a lieutenant shouted.

Just at this time.

Perhaps Lu Jing thought the dust was too big, so he waved his hand lightly.

The long wind is like a guest, coming at the invitation, blowing away the thick dust.

In the ruins of Hengshan Mansion, the warrior was dead, and the Yuanshen cultivator was also swept away by the sword light, and the Yuanshen was completely wiped out.

Only in the deepest part of Hengshan Mansion, a dark room was only cracked with a small opening.

Looking from the small opening, four women were tied on a huge stone table. The Prince of Qi, Gu Chenxiao, was holding a small knife, and cut open the arm of the first woman, carefully cutting off the woman. Tesuji.

The woman's lips turned white, and her whole body was throbbing.

And Gu Chenxiao opened his eyes wide, with a weird smile on his face.

He is preparing a long-lost feast to feed the devil in his heart.

"General Ye, do you think Gu Chenxiao should be killed or not?" Lu Jing's sudden voice woke up Ye Sheyu and Gu Chenxiao who had fallen into madness.

When Gu Chenxiao turned around, he saw the ruins of Hengshan Mansion, saw many soldiers... also saw Lu Jing in white clothes with swords on his hands.

His body trembled suddenly, and he fell to the ground.

Ye Sheyu glanced at Gu Chenxiao indifferently, and said to Lu Jing, "He deserves to die ten thousand times, but he is from Qi State..."

She didn't finish her words.

Lu Jing's fingers moved slightly, a small sword energy flashed, and then a strange peak rose abruptly, turning into an endless sword light.

The sword qi rises from the wall mountain, but it is not one hundred and eight, but ten thousand sword qi, and the roads are like peaks.

Thousands of sword qi landed on Gu Chenxiao's body in the blink of an eye. Before Gu Chenxiao could react, it turned into a blood mist and exploded in the air.

"That's what the general said, let him die ten thousand times."

Lu Jing looked at the intersection, Chu Guozheng brought people over.

Ye Sheyu wanted to say something else, but Lu Jing shook his head calmly.

Ye Sheyu immediately knew what Lu Jing was thinking.

"Now in Taixuanjing, only Lu Jing can kill him."

"After all, Lu Jing has been designated as a treasonist. I don't know how many people in Taixuanjing want to kill him. If he kills Gu Chenxiao, at most one Dafu is not well protected."

"It's just... now that the journey is delayed again, Chu Guogong led people to..."

Ye Sheyu thought about it, and saw a carriage coming to the street.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and the seventh prince and concubine sat on it.

The two were looking at Lu Jing.

Li Wuhuang's eyes are also different from before, with a little more relaxed look.

"The old enmity will be repaid today, Master Yu..." Li Wuhuang thought to himself.

And Lu Jing also looked at the carriage, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

In his mind, the golden light of seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck appeared.

"How can you leave Xuandu so easily?" Lu Jing held the handle of the grass cutter, chewing a few words in his mouth.

"Princes fighting, double pupils, general trend, chessboard!"

"Give me a death!"