The invitation from the prince and Shouwang was delivered to Jiang Yu's hands at the same time. Jiang Yu looked at two big red and gold-plated posts and sneered on his face. He leaned high in the lobby of the Wind Catching Camp. Jiang Yu smiled and said, "Go, go, go, go, except for the three tails, everyone else goes together. Eat a large piece of meat and drink a big jar. This kind of advantage is stupid." Touching his chin that had grown about an inch long beard, Jiang Yu wiped his upper lip with a very casual thumb, and wiped the two shiny and black beards flat, and exchanged a slight smile that everyone knew in their hearts.

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Princess Xianyi next to me was unwilling to be lonely, so she held Jiang Yu's hand and said coquettishly: "Mr. Jiang, you have done a good thing for your sister-in-law, but you have to help me vent your anger. The good monk Mingji, who burned incense and worshiped the Buddha for me and asked the Buddha for blessings and explained the scriptures, was injured by a dark monk a few days ago. You should help me vent my anger!"

Monk Mingji was injured? Jiang Yu was interested in asking about the incident of Princess Xianyi. Princess Xianyi immediately retelled the incident. Jiang Yu was shocked and looked at King Shou and asked, "Zhu Fajie, I have never heard of the name of this monk. Is his Taoist practice quite good at hurting Monk Mingji?"

Sun Xingzhe, who was holding up a wine jar to drink, interjected and said, "Zhu Fajie, look at his Dharma name, he is the direct descendant of Tianzhu Landa Temple? When my master went to Landa Temple to seek scriptures, their Dharma name was Zhu Falan. This monk is an old monk at the level of the elder of Landa Temple. He is at least two generations higher than the two young monks, the great power and great Shanzhi."

Jiang Yu lowered his head and frowned and pondered the mysterious and savage. King Shou bowed to Sun Xingzhe with great respect and asked: "Dare you ask the master of this master?" The most famous person who went to India to seek scriptures in the Tang Dynasty was nothing more than Monk Xuanzang.

Sun Xingzhe threw the empty wine jar to the ground and grinned, "My master? My Dharma name is Xuanzang. Isn't it the relative you recognized by Emperor Taizong?"

King Shou was stunned and became respectful to Jiangyu. He glanced at Yang Yuhuan with a smile on his face and thought with gratitude: It is indeed wonderful to have a good wife at home. Today, I would like to invite Jiangyu to a good move. This king personally took advantage of Li Linfu's recommendation, but he deliberately asked for the letter through Jiangyu, which was nothing more than to make up for the crack between him and Jiangyu last time. Unexpectedly, he found such an ancestor. Hehe, this character must be served well, and the benefits are endless!

King Shou, Yang Yuhuan, and Princess Xianyi deliberately cursed Sun Xingzhe, and Jiangyu and others benefited endlessly. Even the few jars of tribute wine in King Shou's hand were drunk as water by them.

Just as he was drunk, Jiang Yu and Shou Wang began to pat their chests and call each other brothers, Xing Tianming hurriedly followed the housekeeper of Shou Wang Mansion. He glared at Shou Wang with extremely complicated eyes. Xing Tianming bowed to Shou Wang, and then leaned over to Jiang Yu's ear and whispered: "Gongsun, everyone sent their apprentices to the Fengchai camp for help, saying that Zhang Jiuling gave Gongsun, and asked the matchmaker to post in the Liyuan to marry Zhang Jiuling!"

"Ah? Fuck!" Jiang Yu jumped up suddenly and cursed, "Zhang Jiuling, who is not old, is he so old this year? Can you still harm a girl like a flower?" Jiang Yu was very angry. Gongsun is now his junior sister. In his opinion, Gongsun's affairs were his Jiang Yu's affairs. Zhang Jiuling gave a betrothal gift, which scared Gongsun's disciples to the Fengchai camp for help. Obviously, Zhang Jiuling must be oppressing Gongsun's family, so why can't Jiang Yu not be angry?

With a palm, Jiang Yu slapped, "Brothers, go to Xingqing Palace with me! Xing Tianyao, go to the camp to mobilize 300 people and wear a full set of armor. I want to see what he, Zhang Jiuling, wants to do?" When Jiang Yu thought of the first time he met Gongsun in Jinxiangyuan, he was considered a playboy who teased the folk girl. He was chased and beaten to great embarrassment by Zhang Jiuling, his heart was in a panic. Well, Zhang Jiuling can be said to have revealed his true face today.

In the past three months when Jiang Yu was not in Chang'an, the standard armor of the Wind Shooting Camp had been neatly decorated. The armor was the same as that of the Qianniuwei, but the pattern on it was replaced by the pattern of wind-swept clouds. There were two big ghost heads covering the chest on the left and right, and the heart-protecting mirror on the chest was made into a slim figure with a big mouth open. The armor was pitch black all over, and there was an invisible grim murderous aura. Such a set of armor was worn on the vicious thugs of the Wind Shooting Camp, which made the timid people retreat.

He hurriedly bid farewell to King Bhou, and met with three hundred thugs who were wearing full armor and became extremely excited because they wanted to cause trouble. Jiang Yuce rode towards Xingqing Palace. The three hundred thugs followed the horse and ran with great strides, clamoring excitedly while running. Some people shouted loudly at the people on the road in an extremely bad way, scaring the people to retreat, causing chaos in the city to linger. From the southwest corner, most of Chang'an City ran to Xingqing Palace near the northwest corner. I don't know how many people were disturbed along the way, which led to the city guards dispatching a large group of troops and following Jiang Yu and their team cautiously, for fear that they would do something bad.

Unexpectedly, when there were a few streets away from Xingqing Palace, a deafening Buddha's chant sounded: "Namo Amitabha!" The chant containing a strange power shocked the three hundred Fengchao thugs behind Jiangyu, and the ill-evil atrocities they had done in their lives suddenly churned in their minds. An invisible force forced them to repent, forced them to change their hearts and be kind to others. The killing blood in their hearts and the pure and peaceful power collided with each other, which made their minds "buzz" and blood immediately spurted out from their seven orifices.

Jiang Yu was stunned and threw away the golden spear on his hand. His hand was approaching the bag at his waist, ready to take out the "Xuanwu Salute" at any time.

Sun Xingzhe let out a long roar and roared to the sky: "There is no Buddha in the West!" The rebellious cry was filled with an indescribable strange power, which instantly diluted the surging Buddha power contained in the Buddha's chant, making the three hundred thugs awake from the chaotic illusion, and at the same time made an angry curse. Sun Xingzhe even shook the ebony bar in his hand and shouted loudly: "Monk, Lao Sun still remembers you. You were in India back then, and you were so embarrassed for me!"

I don't know what was unbearable to look back on the past. His eyes widened, his long hair rose straight into the sky, and his energy turned into a whirlwind and hovered within a few feet of his body. He slowly poked a stick towards a thin and dry monk standing more than ten feet away in front of him, with only a piece of rag wrapped in his body and a black old monk hitting his head.

Seeing Sun Xingzhe taking action, Jiang Yu let out a long hiss, and his body shook, activated all the strength of the **, and his right hand muscles were congested one by one, and slowly punched the old monk's heart. Jiang Yu punched and shouted loudly: "Zhu Fajie, don't block the way! Get out of here!" Jiang Yu knew in his heart that it was dark and that the monk described this strange monk like this. Who else could there be except for Zhu Fajie that Princess Xianyi had just said? Jiang Yu was just wondering, why did this monk find his head shortly after he came to Chang'an?

Zhu Fajie sighed slightly, his body retreated sharply, and his flashes were gone. A long sigh of compassion echoed in the air: "Namo Amitabha, Buddhism is hard to pass through Ahmati."

Jiang Yu closed his fist violently, his fist shook towards the sky, and an invisible oscillation rushed towards the sky. In addition to Sun Xingzhe, Kongkonger, Jingjinger had a few monsters. No one noticed that a large cloud in the sky was shattered by this invisible punch. The blue blue sky was revealed, and the golden sunlight was gently sprinkled down. Kongkonger, Jingjinger couldn't help but feel shocked - What kind of adventure did this boy Jiang Yu have? What realm did he practice ** mysterious skills? How could he have such a terrifying power?

Zhu Fajie blocked the road just a small episode. Jiang Yu and the others quickly rushed to the Liyuan and saw a woman in red and green chattering at Gongsun, yelling at Gongsun, what would happen if she married Zhang Jiuling. Moreover, the woman was even more advocating. It was because Zhang Jiuling was rescued by Gongsun from Du Buping's sword last time, so she fell in love with Gongsun for a while, unable to sleep day and night, and felt uneasy. Finally, because of her excessive admiration, she took the liberty to propose marriage to Gongsun.

What made Jiang Yu even more angry was that there were several senior officials from the Ministry of Rites who were serving as foils by the matchmaker, desperately saying that Zhang Jiuling and Gongsun were talented men and beautiful women. Once they cooperated, they would envy and kill the mandarin ducks and the gods.

Jiang Yu felt anger in his heart. When he saw Gongsun standing there, looking at the musicians in the Pear Garden, and the actors pointed at Gongsun and laughed at Gongsun, either envious or maliciously attacked him. He couldn't help but get a few buckets of turbulent oil poured onto the fire, which made him so angry that the three corpse gods exploded and rushed forward with big strides.

The palm-leaf fan danced with a big slap, and Jiang Yu slapped the woman, several ministers of the Ministry of Rites, and several officials of the Ministry of Rites, and sprayed her big teeth out. He shouted angrily: "Get out of here! Gongsun is my Jiang Yu's man. If I don't speak, who will she dare to marry?"

Three hundred fully armed thugs of the wind-catching camp wiped the blood from their faces, and their murderous aura became more and more intense. They pulled out their weapons at the same time and shouted: "Get out! Gaga, how dare you snatch women with our general?" They have been practicing the "Zang Nervous" for a few days and have begun to regard Jiangyu as the only object of loyalty, and their minds have unconsciously begun to revolve around Jiangyu.

Gongsun was made by Jiang Yu and secretly pulled Jiang Yu's sleeve: "Mr. Jiang, you said this wrongly? Why did I become your person?"

Jiang Yu turned around and said angrily: "You are from this sect, but who is not my person? Could it be that you dare to deceive your master and betray your ancestors? Don't talk nonsense. If you want to get married, you have to marry a young and strong person. How can you marry Zhang Jiuling, a person who is about to get into the coffin at the age of ten or 100?"

With a wave of his hand, Jiang Yu shouted to the four female disciples behind Gongsun: "Pack up your master's clothes and follow me. We can't stay in this pear garden! Haha, if the emperor has any opinions, come to talk to me Jiang Yu!" The old eunuch in the face made the slap of the pear garden fly out, and Jiang Yu pulled Gongsun away in a very arrogant manner! Jiang Yu didn't notice that he had opened his heart in the prince's East Palace, and he had already faintly brought a bit of dissolute arrogance and a bit of domineering arrogance in his actions, and he didn't take everything in the world seriously.

This is exactly the domineering aura that the disciples of the Wangyue Sect always possess. Since the prehistoric era, Zhang Kuang and bold, who dared to shoot sharp arrows at the gods without any scruples. Jiang Yu's mood gradually matched the requirements of the Wangyue Sect's martial arts. His mood promoted the rapid growth of the Wangyue Xuangang in his body, and the increased strength made this arrogant aura even stronger!

A quarter of an hour later, Zhang Jiuling broke his beloved glass luminous cup in his mansion. He trembled and shouted, "You are a beauty, why are you a thief? Jiang Yu~~~!"

After completely breaking up with the prince, Jiang Yu offended the Prime Minister Zhang Jiuling very much, and there was no room for a circle.


Chapter completed!