V3.Chapter 59

King Yan didn't leave Xiao Zhenting for dinner. How could such a hateful guy have dinner at the Young Master's Mansion?

King Yan refused!

Xiao Zhenting was having a good time, but he didn't care about whether to eat or not. Anyway, the meal in the young master's mansion will not be more fragrant than that in Xiao's mansion. Wouldn't it be better to eat with Shangguanyan than to eat with a big man like King Yan?

Although King Yan is also very eye-catching, he doesn't like men!

Xiao Zhenting got into the carriage and left, ignorant of what happened in King Yan's house.

Compared with King Yan's brooding heart, Xiao Zhenting is full of self-confidence. Who said that Xiao Zhenting would not bring a baby? Isn't this a good carry? When the little guy is older, he will take her back to Xiao's house and let Shangguan Yan see how he brought the baby!

In fact, Shangguanyan returned to the capital after she went to the temple to pay her vows. She had always wanted to visit Yu Wan and her children, but she caught the cold and feared that she would be sick, so she had to hold back her thoughts first. Wait until you are healed and then come to visit.

But the gifts for Yu Wan and the children were all personally selected by Shangguan Yan. She was more careful than him, which Xiao Zhenting had to admit.

Xiao Zhenting returned to the house in a good mood, but when he was halfway there, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

He looked up at the roof of the car and said lightly, "Stop."

The driver hurriedly stopped the carriage, looked back at the closed curtain and said, "Master, did something fall into the young master's mansion?"

"Don't talk!" Xiao Zhenting's voice came from inside the carriage, and the driver immediately shut up.

Xiao Zhenting carefully paid attention to the movement above. If at first he thought it was only his own illusion, then now, he can be sure that a group of masters really flew over his head.

Because of the arrest of the murderer who poisoned the Crown Princess, the entire capital was still under martial law. There were patrolling guards passing by from time to time in the streets, but no one found them. In fact, if it wasn't for Xiao Zhenting's faint sense of familiarity from the other party , he will not easily notice.

This shows how powerful the opponent is.

But that's weird, isn't it?

When did so many masters come in the big week?

"King Nansheng, a carriage has stopped below, and it seems to have sensed us..." King Xisheng reminded.

King Nansheng noticed it long ago, but he didn't pay attention to the other party at all. In King Nansheng's cognition, the martial arts practitioners in Dazhou are weak chickens. Even if they accidentally notice them, they can't take them. Sample.

"Don't worry about him, let's keep going!" Nan Shengwang said.

"Yeah." King Xisheng nodded, catching up with him with Qinggong.

Xiao Zhenting wondered, what happened? Can you speak quietly? I heard everything, okay?

Mainly, what they said was not a whisper, and they didn't plan to hide it from Xiao Zhenting, which made Xiao Zhenting feel even more humiliated. After all, he was also the grand marshal of the court.

Xiao Zhenting jumped out of the carriage, flew up, and jumped onto a roof. Looking at the figure that had suddenly disappeared into the night, he shouted, "The one in front! Stand for Lao Tzu!"

The four sage kings jumping in unison on the roof were not frightened by Xiao Zhenting's aura, but his loud voice almost stumbled and fell to the ground!

The figure of the four holy kings paused.

Xiao Zhenting akimbo: "Yes! It's you! Lao Tzu told you to stop! Who gave you the privilege to fly around above Lao Tzu's head?"

"Who is it?" Nansheng Wang asked with a frown.

King Dongsheng shook his head: "I don't know."

I really don't know him. He just came to the capital, not a few days before the three of them.

Having said that, their whereabouts are so hidden, the other party can still find them, and has the courage to shout at them, it is a tough stubble.

Nan Sheng Wang said lightly: "Our identity is not easy to reveal, Dong Sheng Wang, you stay and deal with him."

"Got it, you all go, I'll be right there." King Dongsheng replied without hesitation.

Several people exchanged glances and continued to boldly swept forward.

To be honest, none of the four great sage kings took Xiao Zhenting who appeared out of thin air in their eyes. Letting the sage king of the East deal with him would be nothing but a sledgehammer. Woolen cloth?

"Hey! How did you leave? Did I let you go?" Xiao Zhenting saw that the three of them didn't leave any signs, so he raised his fist and smashed it there.

King Dongsheng opened his arms, stopped in front of Xiao Zhenting, stretched out his palms, and caught Xiao Zhenting's fist.

Xiao Zhenting is tall and has big fists, but so what? As long as he is not a master of the Saint Race, the Eastern Saint King will not pay attention to it.

King Dongsheng received the punch firmly.

To the surprise of King Dongsheng, even though he took the opponent's fist, half of his arm was numb.

"Huh." King Dongsheng looked directly at Xiao Zhenting.

Is there still such a burly man in Da Zhou?

King Dongsheng felt that he had to look up at each other in order to see his face clearly!

This is unbearable!

The Eastern Sage King really motivated his internal force and floated up in place.

In fact, don't say that King Dongsheng was surprised, Xiao Zhenting was also surprised, this guy looks similar to King Yan, so he can be beaten like this?

Xiao Zhenting looked at his fist as big as a casserole, and then looked at the opponent's small chest. He really couldn't understand why he didn't beat the opponent and scrap it.

At this time, the opponent used his inner strength to fly up.

Xiao Zhenting quit, what? Is the inner force exclusive to you?

He also flew.

He was already taller than the Eastern Sage King, so if he flew twice, the Eastern Sage King could only look up at him again.

King Dongsheng took a deep breath and flew up another foot!

Xiao Zhenting didn't fly anymore, he just straightened his body a little, and he was taller than the East Saint King again.

East Saint King: "..."

"Who are you?" King Dongsheng asked angrily.

It's not difficult to kill, but this guy is so mad at him, he's never seen someone who can fight him like this, is he stupid? Can't you feel his coercion and inner strength? Instead of running away quickly, you are standing tall with him here?

Xiao Zhenting raised his chin and said, "Okay, I'm not afraid to tell you, I am the Marshal of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and so is Xiao Zhenting!"

what the hell?

Never heard of it!

"Who are you?" Xiao Zhenting asked.

Xiao Zhenting was very sure that the other party was not from the capital, or even from Dazhou. Xiao Zhenting thought of the aides who were brought back by Yan Huaijing, and always felt that these people were inseparable from the Prince's Mansion.

And the direction that the three of them escaped seems to be the Young Lord's Mansion.

Could it be that that guy Yan Huaijing... finally couldn't help but want to attack Yan Jiuchao?

"I'm..." King Dongsheng was thinking about making up some excuse to fool him, when he saw Xiao Zhenting's fist smashed at him again.

Although Xiao Zhenting showed shocking strength just now, it was mostly due to the fact that King Dongsheng was careless and underestimating the enemy. King Dongsheng added a bit of success, and when he caught Xiao Zhenting's fist, there was really no pressure.

"Suffer to death!" King Dongsheng squeezed Xiao Zhenting's fist with one hand, and slapped Xiao Zhenting's chest with the other hand.

Xiao Zhenting's whole person was blown away.

Dongshengwang watched him disappear into the night, knowing that his chapter was using the power of a holy king, and the opponent could not survive at all, so he turned and left.

Suddenly, a dark shadow ran up the roof.

"You! Yes! It's you! Stop for me!" Xiao Zhenting said, standing on the roof with his hips on his shoulders.

King Dongsheng turned his head abruptly, looked at Xiao Zhenting, and then at his hand, a hint of disbelief appeared in his eyes.

Xiao Zhenting's clothes have been shattered by the powerful internal force, but the person is intact, which is very strange, isn't it?

"You're not dead? That's good! I'll send you one more time!" King Dongsheng used 30% of his skill this time, and slapped Xiao Zhenting's shoulder with a palm.

Xiao Zhenting used his arm to file, but he was still blown away by a huge internal force.

With a loud bang, Xiao Zhenting fell into an abandoned house, the entire roof collapsed, and he was buried under the rubble.

Dongsheng Wang Yun lightly brushed his wide sleeves and turned to leave again. However, at this moment, a figure suddenly flew out of the ruins. It was the miner's version of Xiao Zhenting. Xiao Zhenting was standing on the roof with a black face on his face. Looking at East Saint King on his hips: "You come again!"

East Saint King: "...!!"

King Dongsheng felt that the slap he shot out never left Xiao Zhenting any life, but not only did Xiao Zhenting not die, but he was able to struttingly demonstrate to himself...

King Dongsheng can already be sure that the other party is not his opponent, but... is the other party so cruel? !

After fighting against Shura in Nanzhao that year, Xiao Zhenting understood the gap between himself and the real masters. This year, he has been studying hard and practicing hard. Of course, there are also some elixir and martial arts secrets from the National Teacher Hall. The effect, in short, his strength has greatly increased, and the Holy King does not know whether to fight, but it is not so easy for the Holy King to kill him.

King Dongsheng shot again and beat Xiao Zhenting to the ground again and again, but every time Xiao Zhenting could climb out of the ground again, King Dongsheng was simply convinced.

It is true that Xiao Zhenting can't hurt himself with a single fist, but he can't kill him, can he?

The Eastern Saint King was puzzled, you are a Da Zhou person, are you embarrassed to have such a thick skin?

"Why hasn't the East Sage King followed up?" After arriving near the Young Master's Mansion, the West Sage King looked back and asked, "Is there something wrong with him?"

The Northern Saint King snorted: "You too underestimate the king of our Saint Clan, how can a mere Da Zhou person do to the Eastern Saint King? Don't worry about him, he will come, let's hurry into the house. "

Women are always more cautious, not to mention that the Western Saint King is the most delicate of the four, she looked at the Southern Saint King and said: "But... I’m not familiar with it, do you want to wait for the East Saint King?”

King Nansheng closed his eyes and felt the movement of the young master's mansion. He felt the breath of the holy soul bead, but there was no little holy king. He speculated that it was the holy soul bead that covered the little holy king's breath.

It's not a problem. They have seen the portrait and know what the little holy king looks like. They just kidnap the little holy king. This is not only to better control the young master's mansion, but also to make the little holy king holy in the future. used by the tribe.

King Nansheng waved his hand and pointed: "The Holy Soul Orb is in that direction, the three of us have too big goals, and we will split our actions. I will get the Holy Soul Orb, and you go to catch the child. Remember, don't scare the snake unless it is absolutely necessary. A young master's mansion is nothing to be afraid of, but if you attract all the imperial guards in the capital, it will still be very troublesome, and I don't want to start a massacre tonight."

With the strength of the three of them, even if the entire Guards were dispatched, they could still escape, but the price of doing so would be heavy. Not to mention how many people they would kill, what would happen after they were killed?

Fighting without blood is the most powerful strategy.

As long as the little holy king is in hand, everything can be done naturally.

"Come here to meet in a while." Nansheng Wang said.

"Okay." The Western Saint King and the Northern Saint King responded in unison.

The three entered the mansion from different directions, heading towards the main courtyard of the young master mansion.

At this moment, Yan Xiaosi was pinching the glowing holy soul bead and slept soundly.

She was so excited to play during the day that Xiao Zhenting left and she refused to sleep. Yu Wan fed the beads some chicken blood and asked Yan Xiaosi to lie down obediently in the cradle holding the glowing beads.

Finally, Yan Xiaosi fell asleep.

This sleep is destined to be sleepy.

King Nansheng didn't care about the infant, he didn't even go in, he just stood on the roof and used his internal force to knock the Holy Soul Orb flying. The entrance of the hole fell steadily into the hands of King Nansheng.

Looking at the long-lost Holy Soul Orb, the Southern Saint King was excited for a while.

The treasure of the saints was finally found by himself, and he was just around the corner from breaking through the realm!

Just when King Nansheng was about to turn around and leave, a dark figure sneaked in.

Dabao is here to breastfeed his sister.

My sister is so picky, she doesn't drink the new bottle, she will drink the previous one. He was busy going back to change the bottle, but he didn't expect his sister to fall asleep.

All right.

Dabao fondly touched his sister's forehead, turned around and left.

King Nansheng recognized him at once.

Wait, isn't this the little holy king in the portrait?

Because the breath of the Holy Soul Orb is still glowing and overflowing, perfectly covering the breath of the little holy king, so the southern holy king can only judge the other party through the portrait.

King Nansheng looked at it carefully for a long time, and was sure that the little guy in the portrait was right. He flew down quickly and grabbed Dabao into his arms the moment Dabao walked out of the room.

At the same time, the King of the West and the King of the North, who entered King Yan's yard respectively from the front yard and the back yard, also caught their prey—Xiaobao was taken away by a black shadow just after he pulled the stinky out; two Bao Gang stole a piece of honey from the kitchen and was swept away by a shadow.

The skills of the two are above the Eastern Saint King, and they have not been discovered at all.

When the three of them gathered their "trophies" at the pre-arranged location, they were shocked to find that each of them was holding a child in their hands.

The three were dumbfounded.

what's the situation? How can there be three identical little saint kings?

"Are they... triplets?" Beisheng King asked dumbfounded.

King Xisheng said angrily, "Aren't triplets able to look so similar?"

The Northern Saint King was so shocked that even the Western Saint King rolled his eyes at him, but he didn't have time to pay attention: "Why didn't you listen to the Eastern Saint King? Which one is the little Saint King? No way... All three are all three. Bar?"

The three holy kings are trying to feel the breath of the three people, but the holy soul beads are still glowing, and its power covers everyone's holy king aura, not to mention the little holy king, they even have their own aura. Can't feel it.

"I think the one in your hand shouldn't be." King Beisheng looked at the second treasure in King Xisheng's hand and said, "He doesn't speak, he looks like a fool."

Erbao frowned: "You are the fool! You are all fools!"

King Beisheng was stunned for a moment: "He can talk... ah, I remembered it. King Dongsheng seemed to say that the little holy king can't speak, hehe, it must be in my hands!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiaobao said, "Dabao! Why are you holding the bottle again? Did you secretly feed your sister again?"

King Beisheng was stunned again, why...he can speak?

The hair of Dabao, who was caught by King Nansheng, exploded, what to feed my sister? What is Xiaobao talking about? I definitely don't understand!

"Don't deny it! You are just going to feed your sister!" Xiaobao akimbo!

Erbao said in a milky voice, "What are you talking about? Who is feeding your sister? Are you hiding something from me? You are too much!"

Dabao lowered his head in guilt, grabbed the small bottle and drank silently.

The three were simply stunned.

Is there something wrong?

Are these three children their hostages? They don't have it written on their faces that they are good people, do they? These three little things were so blatantly arguing? One of them is still gurgling up the milk?

Did they take three fake hostages?

Can you still be a little hostage-conscious? !

"Let go, I'm going to beat him!" Xiaobao pointed at Dabao, turned his head and said to King Beisheng.

"I want to beat him too!" Erbao said to King Xisheng.

The two holy kings have never encountered such a situation. The two of them were so stunned that they accidentally put the two little guys on the ground.

Xiaobao took Erbao's hand, walked to King Nansheng, raised his head, and said fiercely, "You, put him down! We're going to beat him!"

King Nansheng sneered and put Dabao down.

When they didn't move, the Holy Soul Orb might still be able to cover their breath, but once the fight started, the Holy King's breath could no longer be covered.

He wants to see which one is the real little holy king!

However, what no one expected was that the two little black eggs, after catching this little black egg, not only did not fight, but ran away together!

Southern Saint King: "..."

Northern Saint King: "..."

West Saint King: "..."

The three little black eggs disappeared as soon as they slipped into the night, there was no way, it was too dark and too dark, and it blended perfectly with the night.

The expressions of the three holy kings are not enough to describe it. If it weren't for the beads in the hands of the Nansheng King, the three of them would almost have to wonder if they didn't catch anything. Is everything just their illusion?

"What are you doing! Hurry up!" King Nansheng shouted angrily.

The Holy Soul Orb is still glowing, exuding a magnetic field that can cover up people's breath. Not only that, the power of the Holy Soul Orb also affects their skills. Their blood is boiling, their emotions are excited, and their hearing and five senses are affected. Affected, they can't perceive the existence of the three people through internal force, they can only look at it honestly and practically, and look for it with their hands.

Who can find this? !

The King of the West went through an alley.

She just turned a corner when San Xiaodan came out of the corner.

King Xisheng seemed to have noticed something and turned back to the alley suddenly.

The three of them closed their eyes and didn't move.

The King of Western Saints frowned suspiciously, and went out of the alley again to look east.

Under the influence of the Holy Soul Orb, King Nan Sheng vaguely felt that he was about to break through. He had been stuck in the peak state of the Holy King for seven or eight years. He had tried every method, but he was unable to break through that barrier. As expected, the Holy Soul Orb was still powerful.

He did not deliberately suppress his own skills. The breakthrough of the saints is different from that of ordinary masters. There is no so-called dangerous period. A breakthrough is a breakthrough, even if it can have more powerful strength.

While looking for three little black eggs, he received nourishment from the Holy Soul Orb.

With their absolute familiarity with the terrain, the three little black eggs successfully evaded the search of the Western Saint King and the Northern Saint King.

"I searched over there, but I didn't see them, how about you?"

"I didn't see it either!"

The two holy kings met in front of a stone lion.

The King of Western Saints wondered: "What child, how can you hide it?"

The main reason was that the Holy Soul Orb interfered too much with them. Not to mention that the Southern Saint King wanted to break through, they also felt that they seemed to have to improve by half their realm. Their hearts were beating wildly, and it took a lot of effort to keep themselves calm.

"Don't talk about it, hurry up and find it!" Beisheng Wang said.

"Yeah." This time, King Xisheng didn't fight him.

The two went to find each other separately.

After the stone lion, San Xiaodan looked at each other and walked out.

In front is the wall of the young master's mansion, where there is a dog hole, they can get in!

The three little eggs ran to the dog hole chirp chirp.

no one!

quick!

Drill through!

Dabao let the two younger brothers advance, and he broke the back.

The three of them crawled into the mansion.

The three gave a high five and smiled!

"Is it too early to laugh now?"

A shadowy voice sounded above the heads of the three of them. The three of them shivered a little and turned their heads together.

King Nansheng stretched out his demonic palm and picked up San Xiaodan.

"Let me go, let me go!" Xiaobao struggled, and he was pinched!

It would be bad if this made people trouble, not to mention that the three little eggs were put together tonight, Nan Shengwang was not in a good mood, and he didn't want to be polite to them for a long time.

King Nansheng stretched out his fingers and was about to make them dizzy. Suddenly, with a click, the Holy Soul Orb in King Nansheng's hand fell.

The Holy Soul Orb rolled onto the lawn ahead.

King Nan Sheng hurriedly went to pick it up, only to see an embroidered shoe inlaid with pearls stepping domineeringly on the glowing holy soul bead.