Chapter 129 Licking

"Zhuo Tianqi? Zhuo Tianqi, that dead ghost, is actually buried here!" A young man immediately shouted when he saw the words on the tombstone.

"It's indeed Zhuo Tianqi's tomb! The king of heaven Zhuo Yuncang is so ruthless. Fortunately, his son Zhuo Tianqi died early, otherwise it would be a disaster for Xingyue Kingdom! Such a rebellious person, what qualifications are there to be buried in the Military Soul Ridge?" The young man smiled grimly, untied his belt, and even untied it towards the tombstone.

Zhuo Buqun and the guards were immediately furious.

At this time, the old man guarding the tomb suddenly shouted angrily: "Ignorance Junior, how dare he insult the Xingyue Martyr so much!"

The old man who looked idly, like an angry ferocious beast, rushed to the tombstone and shouted loudly: "Kneel down and apologize to the Divine Marquis!"

"Old guy, are you looking for death?" The young man waved his hand and slapped the old man in the face.

The old man's eyes flashed with a splendor, he held the broom in his hand and stabbed it straight out. Although there was no fluctuation of fighting spirit, he had an unstoppable momentum that pierced everything.

"What a terrible momentum, what a powerful shooting skills!" Zhuo Buqun's pupils suddenly shrank.

The boy was stabbed in the chest, screamed, retreated to the tombstone before stopping, and he breathed for a while.

"Kill him for me!" The young man shouted angrily, and a middle-aged guard rushed to the old man.

The old man swept out the broom, and he was ignited with the power of sweeping thousands of troops. However, because he had no fighting spirit, he was shattered by the middle-aged guard, slapped his chest with a palm, and sprayed a stream of blood out of his mouth.

"Who are you children? You are so arrogant in front of the tomb of the Divine Marquis, are you not afraid of the thunderous wrath of the Heavenly King?" The old man was seriously injured and still stood firm, bearded and angry, with a domineering and powerful aura arising.

The young man sneered: "I am Li Zhongwen, the son of the Marquis of the Palace. Not to mention peeing on Zhuo Tianqi's grave, or digging his grave, who can do what can I do to me?"

The old man laughed disdainfully: "It turned out to be the little boy of Li Caihou, the marquis in front of the palace. A villain who licked his butt and was named a marquis, actually gave birth to such a little mistress!"

The Marquis in front of the Palace was a palace guard, good at flattering horses and beloved, and was deeply favored by the emperor, so he was able to be named a marquis.

Li Zhongwen was exposed by the old man and was immediately angry and shouted at the guard: "Kill this old guy for me, tear Zhuo Tianqi's statue, and dig his grave!"

The middle-aged guard showed murderous intention and pulled out his battle knife.

"Come on! I, Wei Chong, faced Yun Chen, and the hundreds of thousands of Wuteng's army has never retreated. Today, if you want to blaspheme the tomb of the Divine Marquis, step over my body!" The old man shouted angrily, and his whole body was filled with an inviolable feeling.

"Wei Chong? Are you... champion Hou Wei Chong?" The middle-aged guard was shocked, with awe in his eyes.

"This old man is the Wei Chong, who once led 800 light cavalry to travel three thousand miles in the Wuteng Kingdom, killing Prince Wuteng and being the bravest of the three armies?"

Everyone showed shock.

Zhuo Buqun was shocked, and the many guards beside him were all looking at him.

The champion Hou Weichong was named the champion Hou at the age of seventeen because of his bravery and great military achievements.

Wei Chong and Zhuo Tianqi are close friends. When Zhuo Tianqi died in the battlefield, Wei Chong fought to save him, but returned defeated, then withdrew from the court and disappeared. Unexpectedly, he became Zhuo Tianqi's tomb guardian.

According to time calculations, Wei Chong is only in his thirties now, but he has become the old man in his twilight style and has lost all his fighting spirit. The heroes of the past are so lonely!

Knowing Wei Chong's identity, Li Zhongwen showed awe and retreat.

Even if Wei Chong is a waste now, he is still a king and prince after all. Li Zhongwen is just the son of the king and prince. Given him ten courage, he dare not really kill Wei Chong.

A slender and handsome boy suddenly spoke coldly: "What a hero Wei Chong is? How could he be a terrible old man who is dying? He pretended to be a prince and was sentenced to death and killed him!"

Li Zhongwen suddenly became bolder and said loudly: "Young Master Yang Bo is right. You old guy, you dare to pretend to be the champion and kill him!"

The middle-aged guard no longer hesitated, raised his sword and rushed towards the guard.

"If my strength is still there, I can kill a thousand rats like you! Unfortunately, I can't die on the battlefield, but I die at the hands of the little girl in the moonlight!"

Wei Chong shouted angrily, stabbed half of the broom as a gun, and shot out one shot, which was domineering and tragic.

Seeing that the champion Hou, who was the champion of the three armies, was about to splatter blood on the spot.

Huh~

A fire suddenly flashed, and then one hand held the middle-aged guard's wrist and pinched it.

It was Zhuo Buqun who took action with anger.

Zhuo Buqun's wrist shook, and the middle-aged guard had just screamed, and his body flew out, hit the tombstone, and his brain burst.

Wei Chong was determined to die, but unexpectedly, he was stunned.

Zhuo Buqun smiled slightly, "Champion Hou is resting aside, let me deal with these jumping clowns for you!"

Zhang Yue and other guards stepped forward and protected the guard Chong.

Zhuo Buqun looked at Li Zhongwen, "I think of you as young and ignorant, lick the urine on the tombstone clean, and then let go of the sea of ​​stars, I won't kill you!"

At last year's autumn night banquet, Zhuo Buqun made a big splash, and these powerful and noble children also witnessed his peerless charm.

However, Zhuo Buqun left the capital for more than a year, and his figure grew taller and his temperament was completely different from before. Therefore, no one recognized him. Seeing that his guards were obviously from the army, the powerful and noble children thought he was a child of a Marquis of Wu.

"Things who don't know what they know, let's kill him together!" Li Zhongwen shouted angrily.

The guards around the powerful and powerful children rushed to the tombstones.

Zhuo Buqun flashed into the guards, screaming sounded repeatedly. In less than ten breaths, a total of six guards fell to the ground and were seriously injured even if they were not killed.

There are many masters among these guards, but with Zhuo Buqun's strength at this time, he is like a group of weak chickens, and can be killed at will.

Everyone was gasping for a cold air and looked at Zhuo Buqun with shock and horror.

Wei Chong looked shocked: "Who is this young man? He is so amazing at such a young age? With my strength at the peak of that year, I will be killed instantly!"

Zhuo Buqun shouted in a sequel: "Listen!"

Li Zhongwen trembled all over and shouted with a stern look on his face: "I am the son of the marquis of the palace. How dare you humiliate me like this?"

"It seems that I can only do it myself!" As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuo Buqun arrived in an instant and grabbed Li Zhongwen's right arm.

The fierce and violent fighting spirit surged out, and the right arm was immediately burned into black charcoal from under the shoulder.

Li Zhongwen let out a shrill scream and fainted immediately, but was awakened by Zhuo Buqun again.

"Listen, or die, choose yourself!"

Zhuo Buqun's cold voice made Li Zhongwen's heart tremble. He had to endure the severe pain, kneel in front of the tombstone, endure the severe pain, and lick the urine on the tombstone inch by inch with his tongue.

The pungent smell of urine and the brains of the middle-aged guard made Li Zhongwen cry.

Many powerful and noble children were frightened and their hearts were chilling.
Chapter completed!