The scholar's words were rough and his behavior was wild. After he finished his last words, everyone suddenly realized.

It turned out that this guy was trying to support his junior brother. He had already revealed his face and deliberately covered his ears with a bell, and he was playing tricks on everyone.

Seeing the scholar approaching, the nearest guard twitched his teeth and punched the opponent's shoulder.

As a guard, you must sacrifice yourself to protect your master. Not winning is a matter of ability, and not fighting is a matter of attitude. Once you pursue it later, you will be afraid of losing your head.

Bang……

With one punch, the guard took three steps back like lightning, but saw the scholar waving with a smile.

"Brother, I didn't have breakfast. Just try harder and hit here..."

Xin Tianyou pointed his chest and pointed at the guards one by one, saying:

"I'll go with me and fight hard. If anyone is cheating, don't blame me for being rude."

It is not easy to meet a group of warriors from Tongyou's upper realm and several consecrated immortal masters. They are the best providers of pure natural kinetic energy, and mosquitoes are still flesh even though they are small. Even if the real man of the Holy Fetal Physics is Tongxuan, simply speaking of the power of the physical body, it will not be stronger than them.

Xintianyou has just launched a new function, so of course it needs to conduct testing to improve its level and efficiency through practice.

For example, after being hit by external forces, the energy is not absorbed completely. Which part absorbs the fastest and most energy?

The body has a limit to the impact. Is there an inverse relationship between protection and energy absorption? I tried it last night and found that the skull is the hardest, but the energy absorption is the worst.

Contact area and energy transfer...

The guards were stunned, swarmed up, punched and kicked. The cooperation was very tacit. The scholars pointed at the point where they hit, and they didn't dare to draw their swords.

Crack, crackle...

The scholar leaned forward and backward in his stormy fists, swayed left and right, closed his eyes slightly, and showed a very intoxicated expression.

Zhou Hai lifted the curtains and glanced secretly, making his face pale and sweating.

Practicing Taoism is to go against the will of heaven, and he must have the courage to move forward. His dantian was damaged and his path to immortality was cut off, but he even lost his courage. He felt that the other party was playing a game of cat and mouse, so he could enjoy himself for a while.

Losing a little money is nothing, but if he is stripped naked and hung on a tree, which will bring shame to the royal family and humiliate the country, he will definitely not be able to do it. Maybe he will be deprived of his title and imprisoned to avoid being embarrassed. Unless he commits suicide first...

The curtain behind the car moved, and Zhou Hai was so scared that he shivered. He turned his head to look, but it was Wang Duan, the Minister of Rites, who came in.

The carriage was cramped, and Wang Duan just bent down and bowed, then hurriedly sat down and said:

"The great prince, the person who came was bad and had a vicious intention, probably not for the sake of property."

Zhou Hai said coldly, "Hmm" and thought to himself, "I'm not blind, I can't tell you this?" Maybe, the scholar and his junior brother are not Chinese at all. Instead, some people want to get ahead and try to keep themselves in trouble. Otherwise, there would be no such coincidence. So many experts emerged from Baisha City, where birds do not shit.

"The eldest prince, the little minister dared to suggest that we exchange clothes. When we are now in a squat, you sneak into my carriage behind. I will turn around and run back in your carriage, and that guy will definitely chase after him. He probably heard that he had never seen the eldest prince before, so we can hide it from the sea..."

This strategy is really feasible.

Who knows what the prince looks like? The basis for distinguishing is clothes. The emperor wears bright yellow, the ministers wear red purple, and the others have no status, such as Qianshou and Bai Ding. Among the Taoist priests, only high-level masters wear yellow robes.

After Wang Duan took the health pills given by the Esophagus, people in their fifties seemed to be in their early forties. Zhou Hai was obsessed with martial arts and worked his muscles and bones every day. People in their twenty-eight looked like they were in their forties. After their clothes were swapped, it would be difficult to find a good person unless they knew them.

When the prince has not yet become a king, it is a taboo for officials to surrender to him. The court hates him deeply and does not want his heirs to cultivate personal power. If the king is suspicious or another prince takes the throne, he is seeking death.

Wang Duan accepted the letter of vote at Zhou Hai's most critical moment.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Hai glared at his eyes and scolded:

"How can this be done? You are so embarrassed! My grand prince of Zhou can only be killed in battle..."

Wang Duan interrupted him and said:

"A real man can't stick to the minor details. Hurry up..."

As he said that, he actually touched his feet.

Poor martial arts immortal master, he was reluctant to be snatched away by a Confucian scholar who had no power to tie up his chickens...

The first car in the convoy was the driving pilot, and the second car belonged to Prince Zhou Hai, which was particularly luxurious and grand. Suddenly, it moved and turned around and drove back.

The scholar who was in the whirlpool of fists and feet caught a glimpse of the human sandbag and sneered:

"Hmph, do you want to escape?"

Immediately, I was merciless, and with a slap, a man flew high and fell into the rice fields beside the road. No matter whether you are a Tongyou warrior or a martial arts immortal master, there is no difference.

The coachman was so scared that he didn't dare to get off the horse, and the civil servant didn't dare to get off the car, and he was silent.

The farmers and vendors who were watching from afar were filled with joy!

The carriage turned slowly and started slowly, and it ran thirty meters away. The curtain of the car window was opened, and a man in a yellow robe covered half of his face with his hands, poked out half of his body and looked back in panic.

The scholar pulled off the mask and threw it over.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the man hurriedly shrank his head, but he was still a beat slower.

Woo...

The soft cloth piece actually rotated like a sharp steel blade wind wheel, cutting the bun at all and falling off the crown.

The man fell back into the car without saying a word.

The coachman whipped the horse desperately, and the car rushed forward.

The scholar sneered contemptuously, but did not chase after him. He stepped behind the second-to-last car. When he saw the lock, he turned around and slashed it with his palm.

Click...

The solid carriage board was split into a large hole from the top to the bottom.

Grasp both hands and compete with both arms.

Swish...

The side of the carriage was torn horizontally, revealing more than a dozen boxes of large and small sizes. They contained gifts from China to Zhou State and gifts from Queen Zhou Mei to Zhou royal family and Zhou Hai.

The scholar unboxed one by one, sighing at the caravan full of precious medicines.

Damn, there are too many. There are no space magic tools and cannot be moved away.

In the end, he only took one thousand taels of gold from the large box and threw a small box into the sack. Twenty top-grade spirit stones were sealed in it.

The escaped carriage was originally intended to lure the enemy, and it was not fast to "kick and tread" and only left for more than 400 meters.

Hahaha, run, I'll see you running to the sky...

The scholar laughed loudly, his voice shook the whole world.

He swung the heavy sack behind his back and took seven or eight meters in one step. Judging from the speed, he could catch up with the carriage in less than a minute.

More than a dozen knights emerged from a mile away, all wearing small gauze hats, soapy clothes, leather, and hanging knives.

The carriage stopped, and the man in yellow robe poked out the window again. He said to the people and pointed to the rear.

The knights immediately drew their swords and rushed forward, shouting:

"The Baisha Mansion is here, the thieves don't leave!"

This group of people was naturally Han Feng and other yamen runners arranged by Xin Tianyou. In addition to patrolling the streets, they also often went to the countryside to collect grain, taxes and send corvee labor. It is the most convenient to assist in action, and it just happened to make the "drama" come to an end perfectly.

The scholar who chased him halfway stopped and sighed "unlucky". Then he turned to the field, and the castration was like lightning.
Chapter completed!