Ye Jingtang felt that these two guys who were pretending to be crazy had no eyesight and recognized them, so he forced them to explain to him here.

But the other party was awkward, so he naturally would not take the initiative to confess and said nonsense:

"White Slash!"

"grumble?"

Birds and birds protrude from the wall: "?"

"Baishou..."

She Long nodded and asked again:

"You created this knife yourself, or are there any expert professors?"

My adopted father taught me...

Ye Xingtang faced the constable's question, and he couldn't answer it, so he could only continue to talk nonsense:

"During the ward, I suddenly saw a big river falling from the top of the mountain..."

She Long raised his hand and interrupted: "I understand, I accidentally realized it from heaven and earth. Unfortunately, now there is only one knife and no backup."

"That's true, it makes the two adults laugh..."

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While communicating in the alley, the top floor of the restaurant in the distance is also being discussed.

Dongfang Liren's eyes no longer had the coldness he had just seen, and he was surprised:

"I don't know how to really work, but I have a strong foundation, which is comparable to an introductory master, and I am better than this king... How did I practice this? Or did he deliberately hide his weakness?"

"This boy is indeed only able to kill this one. He has a strong internal strength and a strong physique. Maybe this boy has no master's teachings, but he is talented and hard-working, and has mastered his boxing and feet."

Dongfang Liren has heard the allusion that "I have practiced swords in the mountains for decades, and I am the sword saint when I come out of the mountain", but this is the first time I have encountered it.

"Even if you have the foundation of an introductory master, you can cut She Long with one knife without any power of backhand... Is "Eight-Step Mad Sword" so domineering?"

The white-haired old woman frowned and said solemnly:

"The sword of Kuangyazi is indeed no one can catch it at the same level, but Zheng Feng's sword is definitely not so domineering. In my opinion, this sword is a masterpiece, and Zheng Feng's "Eight Steps Mad Sword" is a fake that goes wrong. It has both spirit and shape, but it is completely two kinds of things."

"Isn't it taught by Kuangyazi?"

"Mad Yazi was chased by the whole world because of the "Singing Dragon Picture" and could not survive until now. It is said that when Zheng Feng met Mad Yazi, Mad Yazi was exhausted... I guess that before Zheng Feng learned the eight-step Mad Yazi, Mad Yazi died; Zheng Feng did not learn the essence, and had no guidance from his master, so he walked through the wrong path... And this sword, Mad Yazi was alive, and I think it was just like this. The source of the sword technique is really hard to figure out..."

"Can Zheng Feng retired to the mountains and forests over the years and realized the sword technique of Kuangyazi? He taught Ye Jingtang?"

The white-haired old woman shook her head: "Zheng Feng was crippled by Xuanyuan Dynasty, and practicing martial arts is a problem. She can't be able to achieve great enlightenment out of thin air. And even if she teaches, she won't just teach one knife."

Dongfang Liren nodded slightly and looked at Ye Xiatang in the distance:

"The Crazy Yazi cannot be passed on. Zheng Feng himself has gone through a wrong path and cannot teach him... If he had realized this sword by himself, wouldn't he have a higher understanding than this king?"

That's much taller...

The white-haired old woman knew that Prince Jing was arrogant and did not dare to attack Prince Jing, but just said politely;

"If this boy realized this sword himself, his understanding would be considered as unprecedented; but there are many martial artists in the world who have "a trick" and most of them have disappeared without any skill. There are very few people who can use this as a guide to extend a martial arts. The specific achievements will be seen in the future."

Dongfang Liren didn't say much.

Seeing that the alley was still waiting for the order, the white-haired old woman spoke again:

"Your Highness, it's time to send a portrait to the Lord to look at, and let this son go back to dress up and be summoned by the Lord."

“…”

Dongfang Li Ren stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the unparalleled handsome night hall from afar, with a little silence:

"The Master is not interested in martial artists. This boy has a very talented martial arts skills. If he is really attracted to it, it would be a pity to abandon martial arts and follow the literature in the future. Well... I don't need to give him a portrait. Give him a sign of Prince Jing's Mansion. If you have any needs in the future, you can come to the Prince Jing's Mansion at any time."

?

When the old white-haired woman heard this, she felt like she was - the expiration of the emperor, intercepting the showman and filling her personal pockets...

However, what King Jing said is reasonable. Once he is favored by the empress, he will be treated similarly to the prince-consort. He cannot be an official or leave the emperor. He will still be "accompanying the king as if he is a tiger". He will be destined to be unable to look up for his whole life.

The white-haired old woman cherished her talent and nodded immediately and said:

"Affect the order."

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In the alleyway.

She Long's arm was cut by Ye Jingtang, so he left for treatment first. Only the wounded Jianli stood there, talking nonsense with Ye Jingtang, waiting for the orders above.

After waiting for a long time, a black yamen constable ran into the alley and whispered a few words to the wounded Jianli.

After listening to the wound, he took a waist card and threw it to Ye Jingtang:

"The swordsman Zheng Hao's sword technique is similar to your sword. Zheng Hao and Qiu Tianhe met, and Qiu Tianhe was the main criminal of the court. I was ordered to investigate this matter. Today I will come for routine interrogation. I hope Mr. Ye will forgive me if there is any disturbance."

Ye Jingtang secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Sir, I should cooperate with you, just find out the matter."

"Young Master Ye is very talented and is highly appreciated by King Jing. You are specially given a waist card for Young Master Ye. You will be the guest of the Jing Mansion in the future."

Ye Jingtang took over the sign from Prince Jing's Mansion and looked at it briefly, which was quite surprising.

With this waist-baring card, I might be able to go directly to the royal palace to ask for a meeting with Prince Jing, but the greater meaning is "relationship".

Prince Jing is the real sister of the current emperor and is very favored. This can be seen from making an exception to sign a princess as the "Prince".

If you have a badge that can enter and exit the Jing Palace, it means that you have a close relationship with King Jing. No matter what kind of king, prince, general, and minister you want to touch this person, you must first ask about King Jing’s meaning.

However, once the sign is revealed, it is equivalent to King Jing helping you settle the matter, and this kind of favor will never be good.

Ye Zhitang took a moment to consider it, put away the sign, and bowed her hand:

"King Xie Jing appreciates it. Can King Jing be nearby?"

It’s hard to answer the answer, so I just said something:

"King Jing is everywhere."

Turn around and leave.

“…”

Ye Jingtang felt that this was easy to pretend. He looked up from side to side and suddenly found Yang Guan pretending to be dead in the corner of the wall!

"Sir, Yang Guan is really a family friend?"

The wound gradually left and didn't look back: "No." After the words came, they disappeared at the entrance of the alley.

“…”

The old bluestone alley is silent.

"grumble!"

The bird jumped out of the wall, and the evil spirit controlled his wings, probably signaling - chopping him down!

Yang Guan, who led Ye Jietang into the encirclement, suffered a great loss when he saw that Hei Bai Wuchang was still suffering. He even put on his pants and refused to recognize others. His face turned pale and raised his hands:

"Young Master Ye, please wait...hiss--"

Before he finished speaking, there was a chilling sound.

Ye Jingtang was mixed with doubles by Hei and Wuchang in the morning. He was still not angry when facing the people in the government, and he was so angry that he was so angry.

Seeing that the ghost was leaving, he raised his hand and pulled Yang Guan’s intact right arm.

Snap-

"I want to take my hands and feet?"

Yang Guan was afraid to scream, his arms drooped, and gritted his teeth and laughed:

"Yang was also forced to do it. He really couldn't afford to offend Hei Bai Wuchang, so he could only do it. Otherwise, how dare he provoke the young master. Mr. Ye is good at swordsmanship, so I admire him. Mr. Ye walks slowly..."
Chapter completed!