Chapter 213

Up to now, seventeen has no other choice.

The second prince has caught hold of him. How can he take refuge in the third princess again?

As for directly lifting the table, with the red blood sword in his hand, he has this ability.

But he would never do that unless he had to.

After all, that is the last desperate means!

Win or lose, it's death.

And the probability of losing is far greater than that of winning.

The royal family of Nanyun kingdom is much stronger than the top sect in China. I'm afraid they are more than one master of breaking the heaven.

No one knows whether it is the peak of shatianjing or the late stage of shatianjing.

Seventeen hasn't heard of them touching.

Seventeen suddenly sat up straight and asked seriously, "will the second prince accept me?"

"Of course, I can't wait!" The second prince laughed.

"Yes!"

"Don't worry, as long as I inherit the throne, it should be yours, and I won't lose a cent!" The second prince thought for a moment and asked, "I heard that General Chen has a good relationship with general Yi?"

"Not very close, but the relationship is OK!"

"Can you do something for me?" The second prince whispered, "help me win Yi Renhao."

Seventeen thought for a moment and said, "I can try!"

"Please, General Chen!" The second prince said with a satisfied look on his face.

"I dare not!"

After the two clinked glasses, the second prince looked at seventeen with a much friendlier look: "General Chen, I used my third brother's letter to coerce you to come here, please don't take it to heart."

"Nothing, I can understand!"

The second prince smiled and said, "in fact, General Chen should thank me for this letter!"

"How does the second prince explain this?"

The second prince said softly, "after I read this letter, I immediately sent someone to monitor the palace and intercepted another letter at the gate of the palace... You should be able to guess?"

"Was it written by the third prince?"

"Well, the content of the letter is exactly the same as that sent to me!" The second prince laughed, "my third brother, in fact, is still some Chengfu, but his men can't do it."

Seventeen heard the second prince's reminder, the same face dignified.

He knew very well that the dead Third Prince wanted to order his servants to send two identical letters to the second prince and the third princess respectively.

As long as he succeeds, no matter which side he is on, the false imperial edict in his hand will be exposed!

Fortunately, the second prince reacted quickly.

Fortunately, the three princesses lived in the palace, not outside the palace.

After thinking about this, the little resentment of the seventeen pair of the second prince dissipated a lot, and even felt a little grateful to him.

Seventeen sighed in his heart: he is really a person who does great things!

Maybe it's not a bad thing to stand on the side of the second prince.

"Thank you, your highness!"

"No, now we are a family!" The second prince continued drinking wine.

"Well, family!"

After returning to the homestead on the seventeenth day, my heart relaxed a lot.

The heavy stone on my heart finally fell to the ground.

He rarely did not practice, but went to the garden. Just passing through the backyard, he faintly heard the sweet piano sound after a few steps along the winding path.

Seventeen doesn't know the rhythm, but he can listen.

After all, sometimes, the meaning of the piano is very similar to the artistic conception.

At the second prince, he also heard someone play the piano. Seventeen admitted that the music played by that person was very good, but it was not enough to impress him, because the music did not contain much emotion.

But now, seventeen can hear the sound of the piano containing a simple joy from the heart, a joy of rebirth!

Who is playing the music?

Seventeen, following the direction of the piano sound, I saw the charming figure sitting in the pavilion from a distance.

Light face?

He approached slowly, and finally gently sat on the pavilion chair behind Qingyan. Without disturbing Qingyan, he closed his eyes and carefully tasted the artistic conception conveyed by the piano sound.

"Not bad!" Chen Hao commented in the red blood sword.

He had also heard guqin music in his previous life, which seemed to be comparable to what Qingyan played.

But at that time, Chen Hao must have listened to the music played by famous artists.

"Master Jianling also knows the rhythm?"

"Of course, you think I only know how to kill?"

"Yes!"

Such a frank seventeen, let Chen Hao some sad.

Qingyan only played a song and then got up. Looking back, she just saw seventeen who seemed to be closed his eyes, and was startled, but she soon saw seventeen open his eyes: "General Chen!"

"Yes!" Seventeen nodded and said, "you play the piano well!"

"Thank you, general!" Hearing the praise of seventeen, Qingyan's face showed sincere joy.

After so long contact with General Chen, she was appreciated by him for the first time!

"You're happy to hear that? Is it a breakthrough in cultivation?"

"Yes!" Qingyan nodded happily and said, "I refined the first silk of true Qi!"

So fast?

Seventeen's eyes were full of surprise.

It's not easy to cultivate martial arts. Usually, the first step is to cultivate your body, fight and endure your body, and be as strong as possible.

In fact, Qi has always existed in the human body, but it is very weak!

Eating monster meat and strengthening the body is to constantly expand the Qi in the body and reduce the difficulty of feeling Qi.

The stronger your body is, the more demon meat you eat, the more Qi you have in your body. To the extent that you can feel it, you can feel it!

But there is always a gap between people. When you feel angry, there may be special cases.

Some novices with excellent cultivation talents and sensitive senses, even if their physique is not strong, even if they eat little demon meat, as long as they are given the way to feel Qi and the method to extract true Qi, they can quickly sense the existence of weak true Qi in their bodies, and then extract the first silk of true Qi!

How many days have you been practicing?

To tell the truth, the cultivation of seventeen pairs of light face is somewhat casual, even perfunctory.

To be exact, he taught Qingyan twice, the first time was to teach her the way to feel Qi and extract true Qi, and the second time was to teach her a general version of "forging boxing".

Seventeen doesn't pay attention to Qingyan, and has no requirements for her cultivation progress.

If she can't feel angry all the time, seventeen won't care too much.

However, the first silk of Qi was extracted in three days, and the progress was a little scary!

Seventeen remembered that it took him more than half a month to feel successful in the LAN family, and the speed was only later than LAN 79.

Although the monster meat he fed to Qingyan was precious, Qingyan's talent was also terrible!

Even if I know that the talent of light face is extraordinary, seventeen still doesn't care much.

Converting talent into strength is a long process!

Red Blood Sword in hand, any so-called genius in front of him is mortal!

However, the talent of Qingyan at least made seventeen pay attention to her.