Chapter 535: Little Lice

"Unfortunate? Master Barefoot, you didn't ask yourself for reasons, but instead asked the fallen soldiers to find reasons? You Wuji Dao really deserves death."

"The sects guarding the north are not us. Yin Xiao Sect fell, and we Wuji Dao took action in a hurry. We can't ask us to do it very well, right?"

"shameless!"

"Wang Luo." The barefoot master looked down. Wang Luo settled the score at this time and spread the conversation to the whole world. It was clear that they wanted to slander them in Wujidao.

"Grandpa, listen." Wang Luo was not afraid at all. He seemed to have no face to this barefoot master.

"Friends of Taoism, this matter should not be delayed anymore. I know everyone is hesitating - but don't forget that when we signed the treaty with Wuzong, we are the last line of defense for anyone who invades the capital."

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His Highness the Crown Prince was anxious.

This prince, who has been in charge of the country for many years, is coming out of the emperor and the empress. The emperor can no longer speak, and even write, but Empress Gao, the prince's biological mother, has already held the emperor's will written in advance.

But the prince did not dare to take the will in advance, and he could not take the will in his hand. After all, the emperor still breathed a sigh of relief.

The emperor has been in power for a hundred years, and the prince is actually not young... Because he is negligent in practicing the Dragon Arts, which belongs to the royal family, he has not stepped forward but retreated over the years. When he left the deep palace courtyard, he looked up at the unpredictable storm not far away. He was a little stunned for a moment, and then he felt that there was a cold wind wandering between his clothes, but he was obviously wearing a tight cloak.

"After ascending the throne and becoming emperor, we must practice the Dragon Art..." He thought so in his mind.

At this time, an eunuch reported: "Your Highness, Master Shaobao and his companion husband are here."

"Oh? I'll come here to welcome them."

However, before the prince could take a step, two figures came striking in the corner in the distance, and the male voice full of energy stopped him: "Criminal Prince, let me come here."

When he got closer, the prince actually leaned over and bowed.

"Brother!" Then he straightened his back and bowed, "Ask brother."

The prince accompanied him to read this man named Wen Brother, respectfully bowed down and returned the salute: "I have seen Your Highness."

This brother, actually is Shaobao’s son, named Wenwen.

"You must remember that you should not leave the emperor's gate for half a step... This is when the dragon energy is dissipated, and this place is also the most prosperous place for dragon energy. If you practice the divine dragon skills immediately, you must absorb all the dragon energy here."

Shao Bao held the prince's wrist and said so.

Unexpectedly, the seemingly steady Prince seemed a little pale: "My elder... I have forgotten a key point in the Shenlong Gong. I have sent someone to my bedroom to get the scriptures. As soon as the scriptures arrive, I will practice immediately."

When the prince Shaobao heard this, he immediately became angry: "What? Have you forgotten what I told you before?"

The prince said helplessly: "Stop the anger of my elders, I am a little restless, so I forgot."

"Even if Wang Luo has the ability to be in the sky, even if his father has the ability to be in the sky, he is only a member of the Daxia court, but just a chess piece held in the hands of the royal family."

The prince Shaobao became angry, and the prince was trembling, while the eunuchs had long been aware of the tact and were far away.

"The way to play chess is to calm down. If you are afraid of the child in your hand, how can you use it? You must always remember that you are the master who controls the overall situation..."

The prince shook his head slowly: "With the old man and his mother taking charge of the overall situation, I am not afraid of the Wang family, but what I have been restless is that I have not seen his means so far. Where is he? What are he doing? Why didn't he take action at this time? Isn't he afraid that I will get the will and ascend the throne to the emperor?"

Wenwen said at this time: "Your Highness thought deeply, but he was a little timid."

"I'm asking you why you said this? You and I grew up together, so please speak out."

"No matter how winds east, west, south, north and north, I will remain unmoved."

Wen Wen should also be a well-educated man: "As long as your highness follows the will of heaven, as long as you can ascend to the great treasure, and become the orthodox emperor. This Daxia dynasty is not a dynasty with the collapse of rituals and music, the gentry in the world will support it.

After all, since His Highness was reigned, everyone in the world has known His Highness’s reputation. And the man who lived in seclusion in Caoye has only been in charge of the court in recent years, and little is known to the world.”

"I feel very comforted when I ask you about this."

The Prince Shaobao snorted, and finally looked at the surging winds of Zhengyang Gate and said, "Caishou? Who are you complaining? Your Majesty has been lying on a sickbed for a long time. Your Highness is in charge of politics. Who are you complaining?"

At this time, his eyes moved to Wenyuan Pavilion again: "I really think... if the cabinet master is entangled, the overall situation will be decided?"

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The rain and light rain fell down, and because of the wind, it was mixed.

Under the eaves of Wenyuan Pavilion, there is normal operation. Every cabinet master is handling and reviewing official documents. It seems that the "Immortal War" that happened in the distance cannot affect these elderly people's handling of official affairs.

Only the old assistant Huanhuan stood up, came to the window, and looked at the sky in a daze: "After a day of Tiande..., is it that the end?"

Suxiqiao happened to be right next to him. He raised his head from a bunch of government affairs and looked at the old minister in a daze: "Our cabinet ministers, if we do our duty well, we will be worthy of the whole day and the king. We will ignore the rest of the matter, and the gods and immortals fight, and we will do our own things well."

The old assistant sighed, "I have seen some different things over the past few days... The power to be the emperor must also be held in the right hands."

"Old Master..."

The old assistant raised his hand, interrupted him, and then sighed, "No matter what, let's see where Wang Luo can go."

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The barefoot master stopped talking. Wang Luo was here to complain, so he could not help him, so he was the first to take action.

He clenched on his soles and digged in the cracks of his toes, making Wang Luo feel disgusting.

Then the barefoot master pulled out of his hair and popped up several lights and shadows from his fingertips, but the lights and shadows turned out to be one lice after another.

These lice were very small at first, and flew in front of Heiliang, like huge rocks thrown by siege siege.

In an instant, thousands of lice were drooling, as if they were about to tear Wang Luo apart.

"Is this...Isn't this a lion lice from the fairy world? You actually have species and have raised so many."

The empress also looked disgusted. Her delicate and small head shrank backwards, and her exposed thighs were covered with clothes, as if there were really lice to jump towards her.

"The barefoot man actually cultivated lice from the fairy world into his own spiritual pet?" The old monk and Taoist priest said, "I am worthy of being a person with a heart."

These lice flying in are ugly than the other. Although Wang Luo is worn to pieces, it is not dirty. He is a handsome man who loves to be clean, otherwise he would not have attracted the obsession of thousands of women.

The only thing women cannot accept is the sloppy and disgusting man.

"It's so disgusting, get out of here!" Wang Luo stood above the head of the black dragon, then drew his sword and unsheathed it, but this time he was definitely not playing a trick, but showed his surging Martial Saint's power to the fullest.

After Wang Luo drew his sword and put the blade on his waist again, and the scabbard was thrown away by him.

"First knife!"

Wang Luo prepared his momentum to take the first sword and saw a silver light, like the scales of the big white fish turning its belly, dazzling the eyes.

The hundreds of lice that flew in are immediately divided into two and fell to the ground and fell into pieces.

"Boy, you're the only one? Tell you, I still have tens of thousands of lily lice here!"

"Who said I only have this sword? You are optimistic. My Wang family's unique sword skills - Guihai Wuyin Sword."

Wang Luo used the first knife, then pressed the knife to his right waist, holding the knife in his left hand.

This time he closed his eyes and looked at the world with the unique sense of the warrior. The weaknesses of these lily lice were immediately exposed to his feelings.

The third spot under the neck can be directly broken into the heart if it is poked!

Wang Luo closed his eyes and continued to slash out with one knife. After slashing out, he still kept slashing. He put the knife in his hand back and forth around his waist and accumulated strength. In an instant, dozens of slashes were taken out.

The dozens of sword lights slashed out, forming a wide area like a sea, and then waves suddenly appeared on the sea.

The sea swallowed the invading lice, and the waves turned into sharp blades and inserted into the third mark under the lice's neck, which means they were directly inserted into their hearts and killed them.

After Wang Luo's Guihai Wuyin Sword was fired, even with his Martial Saint's cultivation level, half of his internal strength was removed.

But of course he couldn't show it. He pretended to be relaxed and pulled a knife flower. He sucked it casually and then sucked the scabbard that fell to the ground in his hand and then returned to the scabbard.

A set of movements reveals the cultivation of a talented martial saint to the fullest.

The barefoot man felt a little painful. He had known that he would not have to throw the lion lice out. Unexpectedly, Wang Luo did have two brushes. He had already secretly collected the lice back, but almost half of the lion lice were still killed by Wang Luo.

Although it hurts, the barefoot master had to act like an indifferent look: "A mere Martial Saint, are you still struggling in front of us?"

Wang Luo smiled grimly: "The attack just now depends on his ability. Don't forget the black dragon under my feet!"

Yes, Wang Luo didn't use the power of dragon energy collected by the black dragon just now.

This power cannot be grasped by the supreme. There are probably only a few old guys in the world, such as Zhang Zhenren, and the emperor who is born with a real dragon can be affected.

These four besieged practitioners were afraid of the black dragon and were slow to take action. If this dragon energy provoked it, it would be too difficult for the practitioner to deal with it, and it would damage the practitioner's own luck.
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