Zongwu: Give you a chance and get a 10,000 times critical hit return!

"The world is approaching the end of a hundred years."

"Not only the Song Dynasty and the Sui Dynasty, but also the demons and monsters in all parts of the nine provinces are becoming more and more powerful and are ready to make a move!"

Whether it is people, dynasties, or various forces, every hundred years is a hurdle.

If you measure it, you will live.

Otherwise it will die.

"I am Hong Qigong, the leader of the Beggars' Sect in Suzhou. I have something I would like to ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Outside the tavern.

Suddenly there was a shout.

"His Royal Highness?"

Fan Qinghui and Shi Feixuan looked at each other, then stood up and walked to the window.

The tavern is not far away.

More than ten beggars.

He stopped a luxurious carriage, attracting the attention of some passers-by.

Shi Feixuan is otherworldly and otherworldly.

She first glanced at the majestic horse with hair as white as black satin beside the carriage, and then looked at the carriage itself.

Faintly, there was a piercing edge that made Shi Feixuan look a little surprised.

What a fierce momentum!

"Master, is it him?" Shi Feixuan asked.

No answer was heard.

She couldn't help but take a look and found that Fan Qinghui's expression had become solemn and serious.

"Master Hong stopped me, what do you want to ask?"

Shi Feixuan lowered her head when she heard the voice.

The door of the carriage opened and a very handsome young man walked out.

He has a tall and slender figure, a handsome face, and eyebrows like swords, exuding a youthful and heroic aura.

He has a smile on his face and looks gentle. His words can calm people and make them feel like they are in the spring breeze.

Heroic and gentle, two temperaments, mixed in one person, but not at all abrupt.

Instead, it adds to his charming charm.

"Is he the prince of the Jingguo Palace?"

"very young!"

"so hot!"

"Oh my god, when is the Duke of Jingguo's Mansion going to choose a wife? I want to go!"

There were already some girls on the roadside, blushing and expressing their admiration and exclamations.

Ok!

The women of the Song Dynasty were not as open-minded as those of the Tang Dynasty. No one threw handkerchiefs, embroidered shoes, or inner pockets at them.

"Ok?"

"He found us!"

Shi Feixuan noticed.

After the young man walked out of the car, he glanced at them with a smile.

"Where did this female master come from in Gusu, Jiangnan?"

Zhao Wuxian was surprised.

"I don't deserve to be called a hero! Your Highness! Hong Qigong apologizes for stopping me rashly!"

Zhao Wuxian looked at the beggar leader who was blocking the road, Hong Qigong.

This name is quite famous in the martial arts world of the Song Dynasty. He once had a duel with Master Xiao Wang of the Quanzhen Sect at Mount Huashan.

Some people with a curious mind called the five people at that time the "Five Wonders": East Evil, West Poison, South Emperor, North Beggar, and Central Divine Power.

However, Master Xiao Wang, by himself, has suppressed the four supreme masters and has already entered the Grandmaster realm, making him a guest of honor of Zhao Xu.

Some popular stories say that Master Xiao Wang was handsome and was deeply loved by Zhao Xu, which caused Master Lao Zhang to fall out of favor.

Hong Qigong is over thirty years old.

A rectangular face, a slight beard under the chin, big hands and feet, thick eyebrows and big eyes.

The clothes on his body were all patched up.

This is the attire of the Beggars.

But it was not dirty, it was washed clean, with an ironwood stick at his waist and a large vermilion lacquered gourd on his back.

When Hong Qigong clasped his fists, he was also looking at Zhao Wuxian who got off the carriage.

I felt that he was clearly before my eyes, but he was hazy, as if shrouded in a layer of brilliant light and I couldn't see him clearly.

This brilliance is not dazzling, not eye-catching, and ordinary, but it is everywhere, filling the world around him.

"The innate state of prosperity!"

Hong Qigong was secretly surprised.

He was 100% sure that when Zhao Wuxian left Suzhou two months ago, he had just broken through to the Xiantian realm.

He was in the city at the time and saw it with his own eyes.

But these two months.

It was like he had a cheat code and he broke through the two realms of rebirth and nourishing the spirit?

"It's rumored that he killed Yuan Shisanxian. Could it be true?"

In the martial arts world, some people believed this rumor, while others suspected that Zhao Wuxian had directed and acted it out himself.

There are indeed some princes and nobles who, in order to gain fame or win the hearts of beautiful women, deliberately bribe experts to gain power.

Hong Qigong was horrified, but after calming himself down, he said, "I stopped Your Highness because our gang leader Qiao asked me to ask Your Highness if you have learned the Murong family's unique skill, "The Shifting of Stars"?"

Zhao Wuxian nodded slightly and said, "Master Murong, you did give me the secret book of "The Shifting of the Stars"."

He had used this martial art when he went out and came back and met an opponent, so there was no need to hide it.

Hong Qigong said: "There are several murders happening in the martial arts world right now. Celebrities and disciples of various sects have died from their own famous moves. I wonder if Your Highness has heard of it?"

"Oh? Is that true?"

Zhao WuXian shook his head and said, “I haven’t heard of it. Are you saying that these people were harmed by “The Shifting of Stars”?”

"Not bad!"

"My Beggars' Sect's deputy leader Ma Dayuan and former leader Wang Jiantong both died from this move. Leader Qiao is currently investigating this matter!"

Zhao Wuxian smiled slightly and said, "I have heard of the name of Gang Leader Qiao Feng. As for the deaths of Ma Dayuan, Wang Jiantong and the like, they have nothing to do with me. You can go ask Master Murong. Perhaps he knows something."

Hong Qigong raised his hands and clasped his fists, saying straightforwardly: "Okay! Then I won't bother Your Highness, and I will come to your house to apologize another day!"

His subordinate Lu Youjiao couldn't help but ask: "Captain, are you leaving now?"

Hong Qigong glanced at him.

if not?

Do you want to stay and wait for someone to invite you for tea?

You are a Lu with feet, but you have feet but no brains!

Zhao Wuxian thought for a moment and said, "Master Hong, you've come at the right time. I have something I want to trouble you with."

"Ok?"

Hong Qigong turned around and looked at Zhao Wuxian in confusion.

Zhao Wuxian smiled and said, "Master Hong, if you trust me, please come back with me and we can talk in detail."

"Captain, be careful, there may be a trap!" Lu Youjiao said vigilantly.

"You're a jerk!"

Hong Qigong hit him on the head with a wine gourd.

In full view.

Could Zhao Wuxian actually eat him?

Hong Qigong was skilled in martial arts and bold, and said, "Your Highness has invited me, how dare I refuse?"

Zhao Wuxian smiled.

Ask the guards to bring a horse out for Hong Qigong.

"You guys go back first, don't cause any trouble, and wait for me to come back tonight."

Hong Qigong instructed Lu Youjiao and others.

What I mean is that if I don't come back tonight, you have to find a way to get someone.

As for Lu Youjiao, he didn’t understand it.

Hong Qigong felt that the situation was a little bit uncertain.

Zhao Wuxian turned over and rode on [Black Rose].

He looked towards the tavern window.

He exchanged glances with the two beauties, one in plain clothes and the other in green shirt, and smiled.

Then, he rode into the city with Hong Qigong.

Fan Qinghui watched the carriage disappear before he breathed a sigh of relief, with sweat beating down his forehead.