A month later, in front of Prince Gong's Mansion

The wildebeest carriage for traveling is ready. The wildebeest is a specially processed wildebeest. The carriage has been replaced by a small carriage from a few years ago to a super luxurious carriage, and the family emblem of the big Zhao family is hung. At least in the territory of the Thunder Empire, this logo can be unobstructed.

This time, Zhao Sicheng took the four girls of Zi Wang, Zhao Yong, Mei Ji, Zi Yun, and 20 beautiful maids. Zhao Sicheng didn't want to bring so many women. This time he went out to the mysterious place in the far north of the mainland to increase his strength. It would be a cumbersome burden to bring so many women.

As soon as she talked about this, Meiji's girl burst into tears, saying that Meiji was useless and could not satisfy her master. Zhao Sicheng was so angry that she lost her temper by Meiji. Thinking about it, it was really dangerous, and even the person and the car were thrown into the small world. Due to Meiji's persistence, the wildebeests increased to eight, and the original ordinary carriage was replaced with a luxury carriage, and there were 20 more beautiful maids in the team.

"Brother Third, can you go with Shuang'er?"

Seeing Shuang'er, Zhao Sicheng's head was too big. On the way to the extreme north, as long as it was not the real body of the gods, Zhao Sicheng could be sure that he could protect Shuang'er well and enter the mysterious land, he could not say that he could not see through it. Zhao Sicheng's opinion was that the mysterious land that he could not see through mental power was at least at the same level as the God Tomb of the Gods and the Abyss.

Zhao Sicheng refused: "No, the place where the third brother went this time is too dangerous. If Shuang'er is injured, how can I tell my father to explain to your dead mother?"

"Shuang'er can protect himself, Shuang'er has Xiaobi." Shuang'er said as she shook the bell on her right wrist. In the hibernation barrier inside the bell, the female dragon Bestina was sleeping.

"It's still not possible. Third brother is worried, and Shuang'er's body is weak and can't stand the tossing. What if she gets sick? Just stay at home to accompany her father so that her father will not be alone and she will finally be lonely." Zhao Sicheng sold Zhao Yuanzheng without hesitation.

Shuang'er closed her eyes and shook her head and said, "Dad is not lonely. The woman is young and gentle. Dad definitely doesn't like Shuang'er to be with him."

Zhao Sicheng felt his eyelids twitching, but Zhao Yuanzheng was very quick to attack. Aren’t he afraid that Ye Xier would go wild?

"And after Xiaobi, Shuang'er's health is no longer a problem."

Zhao Sicheng picked up Shuang'er and said earnestly: "Shuang'er! That female dragon is not omnipotent. Third brother gives you this gift to you. I hope you are healthy and happy. Do you have the heart to let your third brother feel sad for you?"

"Shuang'er knows where the third brother goes. That place is indeed a bit dangerous. But Shuang'er believes that the third brother can handle it. Take Shuang'er with him! Shuang'er wants to go out and take a look."

Zhao Sicheng thought about it and decided to take Shuang'er out of the imperial capital to take a look. When he reached the border of the empire, he would ask the Purple King to send her back.

Seeing that Zhao Sicheng didn't speak for a long time, Shuang'er took out his killer weapon: "Take Shuang'er, the third brother will have unexpected gains in the mysterious place."

"Okay, Shuang'er, take you there, but be obedient along the way."

Shuang'er showed a victorious smile. Meiji immediately ordered the servants to prepare more items from Princess Shuang'er. Shuang'er's title was enthroned half a month ago. Shuang'er was in poor health and the enthronement ceremony was very simple, but no one dared to underestimate this half-way princess. Princess Shuang'er is the first beautiful dragon knight in the mainland, not to mention that there is a very short-sighted Xiaoyao King behind Princess Shuang'er.

Purple King and Zhao Yong drove a wildebeest carriage and left the imperial capital and headed north all the way.

When a man broke the ban, he was out of control. At this moment, Zhao Sicheng outlined the pair of turbulent weapons on the chest of the Great Sword Saint Tang. The pair of Great Sword Saint must be soft and elastic. If the red hair is changed to black hair, it would be even more perfect. Moreover, the Great Sword Saint Tang is a lily woman, who doesn't love beards, but only loves red makeup. A hundred years of Yuan and Yin. No drop is leaked, and it is simply the best cauldron.

Zhao Sicheng smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Tang Da Sword Saint, I am here."

Zhao Sicheng rushed to find the beauty, but the wildebeest carriage stopped at this moment.

The voice of the Purple King sounded: "Young Master, there is a thief group blocking the way."

"The thieves group? You won't step on the road? You can teach you this with the young master?" Zhao Sicheng's voice was very unhappy and reached out to protect Shuang'er in his arms.

"It's our family's Thunder Wing Thieves Group, young master, are you still stepping on it?"

"Forget it, the Thunder Wing Thieves Group is also an old friend. If you want to see it, see it! Meiji, take care of Shuang'er." Zhao Sicheng was also puzzled. Although he did not hire mercenaries, this was the outskirts of the Imperial Capital, and the strongest range of the Zhao family. He had such a large family emblem on his wildebeest carriage. Any thieves group that was not open to rob him, and he was not afraid of being destroyed by the Zhao family. Unexpectedly, it was the Thunder Wing Thieves Group of our family.

"King Xiaoyao, don't be fine." As soon as Zhao Sicheng got out of the wildebeest carriage, he heard a disgusting voice.

"Zhao Sijiao, the eldest son of King Ning!" This person was Zhao Sijiao who was driven out of Xiaoyao Pavilion by Zhao Sicheng a month ago.

Zhao Sijiao and Zhao Sicheng have the same bad habit, which is to shake the fan in the cold weather in the north. However, Zhao Sicheng wants to collect souls and nurture the ghosts, while Zhao Sijiao shaking the fan is purely for the purpose of showing off.

"I haven't seen each other for a month, I miss you very much." Seeing that the two teenagers in the wildebeest carriage were not Zhao Li, Zhao Sijiao felt relieved and pretended to be gentle.

The bloodline of the Zhao family gave Zhao Sijiao a good skin. Zhao Sijiao was indeed quite interesting to pretend to be elegant while shaking the fan, but it seemed out of place for Wenya to stand among a group of bloodthirsty thieves.

"Speak quickly. After saying that, let go of the way. Go wherever you fall in love, and the young master has to hurry to pick up a beautiful girl." Zhao Sicheng took out the golden-edged Ten Thousand Ghost Fan and shook it, and his dandy temperament appeared.

The thieves didn't know that this was a very dangerous signal. When thousands of ghosts fan out, Zhao Sicheng was about to collect his soul. These evil thieves were about to become the nourishment for thousands of ghost fans.

"The God of Knowledge is this virtue! Why does it feel so similar to Young Master Sijiao?" The image of the god in the thief's eyes collapsed, leaving only a faint contempt.

"Yes! I originally thought that only Master Sijiao, who was short of brain, would fan his fan in such a cold weather, but I didn't expect to see another one. And this seemed to be more brainless than Master Sijiao. At least Master Sijiao would not stand so high when he was embarrassed."

"Head, that's the King of Xiaoyao. Do you feel that this person is more noble than Master Sijiao? It is said that this person is the reincarnation of a god."

"Bad, that's a rumor. The god you mentioned was reincarnated. He was swaying in the imperial capital with a fan seven or eight years ago. Young Master Sijiao was so lacking in mind, and he was the culprit."

"I also feel that gods should not have this virtue."

"Head, I still think that King Xiaoyao is more powerful than Young Master Sijiao."

The thieves talked about Zhao Sijiao so unscrupulously, which made the young master Sijiao look dull. Zhao Sijiao stopped pretending to be gentle and said angrily: "You all shut up the young master, and if someone talks nonsense, don't even think about getting the supplies for this winter!"

Sure enough, as soon as Zhao Sijiao said this, the thieves immediately shut up. If Zhao Sijiao asked him to do something, the young master might not be able to do it, but if he was asked to destroy it, the young master's destructive power would definitely be the best. At least Zhao Sijiao said that they could not get the supplies for the winter, so he would definitely do what he said.

A shout can make all the thieves shut up. Zhao Sijiao is more proud. Zhao Sijiao said proudly: "See, the entire Thunder Wing Thieves Group is under my father, Ning Wang. The young master asked them to face the east, they would never dare to face the west. The young master asked them to shit, they would never dare to fart. The young master waved his hand and they could chop you up. He was paralyzed, and he dared to shave his face. He really thought he was your god!"

Zhao Sijiao often hangs with the thieves. How gentle can he be? He is revealed in less than a few sentences, and he is as vulgar as the thieves.

This guy pinched his waist with one hand and pointed at Zhao Sicheng with the other: "If you know the truth, just lie on the ground and beg the young master to let you go. By the way, there is also the method of making solid elixirs to me. I am a kind and soft-hearted person who will let you go. But this little face with tender skin is just right to give me a happy life."

Zi Wang and Zhao Yong covered their faces together and thought, "It's over, you dare to touch the young master's taboo. This guy will definitely die without a complete body."

The thieves surrounding Zhao Sijiao retreated step by step, and a circular vacuum area formed around Zhao Sijiao instantly. The thieves were afraid of being caught by the pervert and were happy.

Zhao Sicheng's face suddenly turned dark, and he said angrily: "Purple King, Zhao Yong, bring Zhao Sijiao, clean up the front, move more quickly, don't scare Shuang'er."

Throwing the Wangui Fan in his hand to the Purple King and turning around and entering the car. If it weren't for Shuang'er's feelings, no one of these thieves would have thought of living. All the thieves who survived should have thanked Shuang'er for saving their lives.

The Purple King is like a dragon, as fast as lightning, rushing into the thief, appearing and disappearing from time to time, and his movements are very neat, not only neat and clean. The Purple King, who has been practicing assassination since childhood, knows every key point of the human body. If one sword goes down, a drop of blood will not leak when a person dies. It is absolutely clean and neat.

Zhao Yong does not have the superb killing skills as Purple King, but Zhao Yong is a water-based sword god. The god-level water-based fighting spirit can easily simulate the effect of ice-based magic. Every time Zhao Yong kills a thief, the fighting spirit will be frozen. The thieves killed by Zhao Yong are all standing dead, and look like living people from a distance. They may not be as good as Purple King, but Zhao Yong's killing method is more in line with Zhao Sicheng's "clean" requirements.

Zhao Sijiao was shocked. These two young slaughtered level 9 great sword masters who were driving the car were Yi Ru who turned his hand and broke the branches. The masters sent by King Ning to the Lei Yi Robbers Group seemed vulnerable at this moment. Zhao Sijiao saw them with his own eyes "unbearable" and "hit".

"Oh my god!" Zhao Sijiao ran away with his legs.

But how could Purple King let him run away?

In broad daylight, the world is bright and bright. But I watched the figure of Purple King disappear, and then instantly appeared behind Zhao Sijiao.

A black hand stuck out from Zhao Sijiao's back and grabbed Zhao Sijiao's clothes. Zhao Sijiao heard a voice that he would never forget in this life: "Zhao Sijiao, where can I run?" (To be continued...)

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