Fengluan Pavilion, Ziyan Tower!

The water in the pool ripples and the blue waves ripple!

"mother,"

Xun Shaohe had no scruples and called loudly in Fengluan Pavilion: "Mother,"

Several chamberlains looked at each other with rather bitter expressions.

In this Fengluan Pavilion, in this Yeting Twenty-Four Pavilion, who knows, how many people don’t know!

It was a place where the rules were the most stringent, families were often broken up and families were exterminated, and the punishments were horribly harsh.

It can be said that the rules of Fengluan Pavilion are built up little by little with bones.

Especially in front of Ziyan Tower, making noise for no reason is a taboo and will result in death.

Young Master He is the youngest son of Mrs. Lu Guo. Of course, he can regard these rules as nothing, but they, the domestic slaves, cannot.

A chamberlain hesitated for a long time, then lowered his head and stepped forward: "Young Master,"

"Sir,"

"No noise is allowed in front of Ziyan Tower. Sir, please wait a moment. Madam will summon you."

This action of the chamberlain caused the chamberlains on both sides to bury their heads in their necks, lowering their heads even further.

When Xun Shaohe heard this, he opened and closed his eyes, looked at the servant up and down, and asked, "New here?"

The chamberlain who spoke was immediately shocked when he heard Xun Shao's congratulatory words.

"Get away!"

Not expecting to wait for the chamberlain's reply, Xun Shaohe's body collided, and the air suddenly made a tearing sound.

It looks like a tiger and moves like lightning!

He is in the state of [Easing Muscles and Forging Bones] and is in a state of great perfection. He has unparalleled strength and is able to show off everything on his body.

Boom! Rumble!!!

Inside and outside the Ziyan Tower, there was a roaring sound that was unwilling to bear the heavy burden.

Where Xun Shaohe's bones were, 365 bones rubbed against each other, causing thunderous sounds.

The chamberlain's sternum was shattered by this collision, and his internal organs were shattered. Some fragments of internal organs were spit out from his mouth, and his body was dragged on the ground. Under the force of the collision, he slid seven or eight feet away.

The wound was like being hit by a locomotive, and he died on the spot.

Several chamberlains looked at each other and exhaled with lingering fear.

"mother……"

"mother……"

Xun Shaohe didn't even look at it, but the dead chamberlain walked away.

It seemed like a ferocious tiger had emerged from the coffin, and in its breath, there was such a strong sense of wildness and ferocity that the servants beside him couldn't help but take a few steps back.

A slightly fat chamberlain just walked out of Ziyan Tower when he saw the scene in front of him.

He quickly stepped forward and said: "Oh, our little ancestor..."

This fat chamberlain is the chief chamberlain of Fengluan Pavilion and the superior of all chamberlains.

In Fengluan Pavilion, he can be regarded as a well-known person.

However, even the head chamberlain must be cautious in everything in front of this demon king.

Even if the general manager had already reached the stage of "cutting off the hair and washing the marrow", he could easily suppress Xun Shaohe with force, but he would not dare to let go.

Those who dare to offend their superiors, even if they are reborn martial arts masters, will not have any good consequences.

"Master He, Master He, this is my lady's place of retreat, no noise, no noise..."

The head chamberlain stood on tiptoe and cautiously advised.

However, Xun Shaohe had a strong temper, and when he got angry, he would kill several people.

How could these house servants and chamberlains stop him with just a few irritable words?

"Get away!"

Xun Shaohe scolded.

Looking at the chamberlains, there was still irritation in the ears, and the murderous intent came up. With a flick of the wrist, a wave of strength was generated, like an eagle's claws flying, and several chamberlains suddenly collapsed in their chests, vomited blood and flew out.

Xun Shaohe, who had a confused temperament, would not care about who these servants were.

Under the catharsis of fist power, there is no room left.

As a result, although these chamberlains are all well-versed in martial arts, their bodies and bones have been polished to be extremely strong through the strength of several bulls.

But in Xun Shaohe's hands, his sternum was broken and he coughed up blood.

The chief chamberlain had profound martial arts skills and was capable of cutting off the hair and cleaning the marrow. Naturally, he would not be hurt by Xun Shaohe.

I saw the steward's slightly fat body moving sideways, as if he had accidentally made a wrong step and took two or three steps back.

"Zhao Chuan,"

"I didn't expect that the chamberlain next to my mother would be so good. Then he would receive a punch from me..."

Seeing that the chamberlain easily dodged, Xun Shaohe couldn't help but snorted, his fingers slightly bent like tiger claws, and he was about to continue pressing.

"enough,"

A scolding sound came from the Ziyan Tower, and it seemed to contain great majesty.

At the same time, a beam of red light fell, and a white jade altar gradually emerged from the void.

The upper part is the divine seal script of Shuo, and the lower part is the alchemy script.

There is also a three-headed fire phoenix perched on the jade platform. The whole body is covered with Nan Mingli fire, which burns endlessly, making the white jade platform look red.

The three-headed fire phoenix gently stretched its phoenix body, and wisps of fire rain descended from the circle of the fire phoenix, falling on the ground and splashing some streamers of light.

Si Xuanyun frowned slightly, sitting cross-legged on the Bingpo Cloud bed, with a hint of disappointment in her eyes.

With such a muddled temperament, no matter how great his martial arts talent is, he will not be able to help the prince.

As a mother, how can you not hope for your son’s future?

Although Si Xuanyun did not want Xun Shaohe and Xun Shaoze, two brothers, to kill each other, he did not expect that Xun Shaohe would accomplish nothing and just spend his life in confusion.

As the legitimate son of Marquis Lu Wen, Xun Shaohe would definitely become a great official of the same place even if he did not become the king of one place.

It's just that Xun Shaohe behaved cruelly and took people's lives at every turn. He really didn't behave like a human king.

"Get in here,"

Si Xuanyun hummed.

Ever since he was a child, Si Xuanyun has always had a calm demeanor. No matter what he does, he rarely loses his composure.

Now, because of this young son, I am really angry.

Although Xun Shaohe was a clumsy person, he was also filial. When he heard his mother's scolding, he naturally stopped.

In the cloud light, on this square jade platform, three red phoenixes were coiled around, and traces of fire rain fell down, blending into the bodies of several chamberlains who were groaning on the ground.

As if there was some kind of miraculous medicine, in a flash of fire, the open wounds gradually healed and even sprouted.

The seventh grade treasure weapon, Red Phoenix Tower!

How could Xun Shaohe not recognize this extremely valuable weapon?

This was the dowry given by my mother, Si Xuanyun, when she married into the state of Lu.

Mysterious and incompetent, derived from Nanming Lihuo, it is good at regulating yin evil diseases, and is a rare treasure.

You must know that this world is vast, and there are warriors and Taoists who observe the changes in the world, breathe out the essence of the sun and the moon, or refine the magic power of the soul, or reborn.

These people with great supernatural powers have realized the great truth and refined all kinds of treasures. They have great power and can break mountains and break mountains.

These treasures, like those of monks, are of various grades.

There are nine grades in total, and there are also upper, middle, lower and third grades. The upper three grades are rare treasures, the middle three grades are divine weapons, and the lower three grades are precious weapons.

The rare treasures of the third grade only appear a few times in legends and myths. It is said that they were born from heaven and earth, nurtured by the great road, and cannot be refined by human beings.

Even in this world, except for one or two legends that are difficult to distinguish between true and false, no one has ever truly experienced the power of these rare treasures.

The third-grade magic weapon in the middle class has a spirit, also known as the psychic magic weapon. It can destroy mountains and overthrow mountains, and is an important weapon for ruling the country.

Countries today, if they don't have a magic weapon to suppress their destiny, they will prosper and fall suddenly!

The morning does not know the evening, the night is born and the morning is destroyed!

The lower third-grade treasure weapon is a Taoist cultivator or a master of martial arts. With a breath of innate true energy or the power of the soul, it is achieved through continuous tempering and thousands of tempers.

Therefore, although the treasure weapon is not as valuable as a magic weapon, it is an important weapon for the country, but it is also an heirloom.

Only some officials' families have inheritance, which is extremely rare. It is not due to the noble family or ancestral connections.
To be continued...