The third prince grinned when he heard this:

"My newly recognized brother can actually provoke a second-grade Yuanchu master. His identity shouldn't be simple, right?"

Eunuch Hou smashed his mouth and said carefully:

"Your Highness, that person should have used a pseudonym."

"Fake name?" The third prince frowned.

Eunuch Hou explained in a low voice:

"That Zhou Chen is a guest of the Prime Minister's Mansion, a great master, and he should be in the north now."

The third prince frowned a little bit

During the conversation in the Accord, the lobby below fell into silence for a while.

"You won't come out, right?"

After Xu Yuan murmured, he glanced at Ying'er in front of him.

I looked through the procedures for demolition of buildings in my memory,

Usually, when he goes crazy, he attacks first, the other party fights back, and the guards have no choice but to follow suit.

I thought in my heart that if I just use Ying'er, the other party won't take advantage of him.

Thinking about it,

Xu Yuan stood up slowly, and when he was about to walk towards Ying'er, he suddenly felt his wrist being pulled.

Wang Chengping reminded in a low voice:

"Changtian, this time the prince attaches great importance to the matter of Prince Tarchao."

Xu Yuan shrugged and replied nonchalantly:

"You have been asked to take over their security work, how can you not take it seriously?"

Gong Yuanzang said at this time:

"The prince probably also accepted the emperor's wishes. Let's just let Prince Tarchao apologize."

Because of his family background, everyone can probably guess that Prince Tarchao came to Beijing for the war in the north. It is best for such distinguished guests of Honglu Temple not to make a big deal out of disputes.

Xu Yuan said nothing, but understood.

After all, these two friends are both officials, and they can no longer treat things as unscrupulously as before.

After a pause, Xu Yuan glanced sideways at Li Junwu.

Li Junwu crossed his slender legs and looked at Xu Yuan for a moment.

Look at each other and smile.

Xu Yuan and Li Junwu curled their lips.

Marquis Zhenxi has been fighting in the desert for so many years and has a family background. She dislikes these grassland barbarians very much, maybe even disgusts them.

Seeing the expressions of these two men, Wang Chengping knew that persuasion was useless. He sighed and took off his military uniform.

Gong Yuanzang rubbed his eyebrows:

"Damn you two, really."

Wang Chengping threw the armor of the Heavenly Guard Qujiang on him to the ground, and his square face grinned:

"Let's do it together. If the emperor takes the blame, we can be gentle."

Xu Yuan stood up and stepped forward, walked behind Ying'er, raised his hand and slapped Ying'er's excellent buttocks with a "snap" sound.

This time, she was still as stubborn as before.

But the slap into the flesh caused a wave of flesh.

"Go, throw down that talking dog and his bastard master."

Ying'er frowned in pain and remained silent for a while, then glanced at Si Ziyu hiding in the dark.

The next moment,

Two figures jumped directly to the Accord on the third floor.

Li Junwu and Gong Yuanzeng on the side quietly waved their hands to the two guards in the dark.

The next moment,

The third and fourth figures also leaped towards the third floor.

The remaining Wang Chengping and Zengjin have already joined the Forbidden Army. When they are on duty, they are no longer equipped with guards at home, but their cultivation is not weak.

The four of them just got up,

A sword energy came out from the Accord on the third floor.

The battle begins.

Looking down from the sky, this sword energy swept across the Qingyu Pavilion like a laser, and a crack of more than ten meters immediately appeared on the stone wall.

But this is just the beginning,

The strong Tachao man roared like a wolf, and with the wind of his fist, a huge hole half a foot long appeared in the hard stone wall!

The fierce battle lasted for more than ten breaths in the attic.

"Boom!!!"

Collapsed.

Along the Longping River, the lights were ablaze, and along with a loud noise, the thirteenth floor of Qingyu Pavilion was directly shaken by a violent wave of source energy!

To be precise, the load-bearing pillars above the third floor were destroyed by the aftermath, and they were overwhelmed and collapsed beside the Yongpyong River.

The hurricane almost overturned several flower boats that were sailing smoothly along the Longping River, and the rising smoke almost covered the entire surrounding area for dozens of feet.

The Qingyu Pavilion was built in the inner city and was not allowed to be empty. After two or three young masters in brocade robes and jade robes escaped from the Qingyu Pavilion, they stood in the void under the leadership of the guards, looking at the fun below with a playful expression.<

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"Four Young Masters in the Capital" is a sarcastic term, and real princes like Xu Changge and Young Marquis Mu Zhisheng disdain it, but this does not affect the unscrupulousness of these people in the imperial capital.

After the collapse, in the smoke and dust,

Wang Chengping circulated his energy and blood and stared at the sky:

"This bullshit barbarian actually brought three great masters, Junwu and Changtian. He has no cultivation. You keep an eye on him while Yuan Zeng and I go to deal with that bastard."

After saying that, he rushed into the smoke.

Li Junwu did not hesitate, and reached out to pull Xu Yuan, who was still standing there, but suddenly found that the boy's narrow red phoenix eyes were actually gleaming with blood.

After being stunned for a moment, Li Junwu asked with surprised eyes:

"Hey, Changtian you"

The words have not yet finished,

Xu Yuan had already taken out a long sword with a faint cold light from somewhere.

"Grass!"

Li Junwu no longer suppressed his voice, and directly used a female voice to curse: "You kid can practice cultivation? When did you get a Sumeru ring?"

Xu Yuan glanced at this "good brother":

"The family has money, so there is nothing we can do."

Li Junwu rolled his eyes, stretched out his hand and grabbed Xu Yuan's wrist: "Come on, you have a sixth-grade cultivation level, so come with me."

With that said, Li Junwu dragged Xu Yuan outside.

Xu Yuan did not move and directly dragged Li Junwu to stagger.

Li Junwu turned back in shock.

Although she is cultivating a military formation, she is still at the fifth level of cultivation, and she can't actually pull this sixth level.

At this time, Xu Yuan's sword had already glowed with a bloody light, and the power contained in it made people shudder. The aura around him was rising steadily with time.

Li Junwu's red lips were slightly open and he stuttered a little:

"You, you, you."

In the smoke and dust,

Xu Yuan's body was full of blood, and he smiled and replied: "What am I?"

Li Junwu took a deep breath, stepped forward, stood on tiptoes, strangled Xu Yuan's neck, and pressed down, his voice filled with sincere joy:

"Isn't your kid born with a useless body? When did you reach such a high level of cultivation? It's only been two years!"

Xu Yuan's head was strangled and leaned against his "buddy"'s chest, and he could vaguely feel the softness under her tightness, and his voice was serious:

"Li Junwu, I'm warning you, don't take advantage of me. I won't tolerate this."
To be continued...