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46 The Ninth Young Master in the coffin!

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Prince Taiping's Mansion.

In the quiet courtyard, a cold mahogany coffin was laid out.

The surroundings were deserted.

The atmosphere was gloomy and strange.

No one would have thought that this would be the Imperial Residence. It was more like a mortuary.

When the Crown Prince of King Dingnan stepped into the courtyard, he could not help but feel a chill run down his spine.

Every time he came to this place, he would feel his scalp go numb.

To be honest, he really didn't want to see this pervert unless he had no other choice.

The person he was meeting today was called Gong Jiu.

He was the son of King Taiping and one of his important allies.

This was a genius and a true lunatic.

Gong Jiu sometimes looked very stupid and often got lost. He couldn't even tell left from right.

He might really find a hundred people, kill seventeen of them, and then count the remaining people before he could answer.

However, no matter how difficult the martial arts were, he could learn them all in one go. No matter how heavily guarded the place was, he could come and go as he pleased. He knew what was on your mind even before you said it.

If you asked him to kill someone, no matter where that person was hiding, no matter how many people were protecting him, he would never fail!

He didn't gamble, he didn't drink, and he didn't like anything that men liked.

When he had nothing to do, he would sit alone by the sea in a daze. He did not say a word for two or three days. There was once when he sat by the sea for three days. Not only did he not eat anything, he did not even drink a drop of water.

His endurance was indeed something that no one could do. He could stay at the bottom of the sea for a day and a night without coming out.

Even when she slept, she didn't sleep on a comfortable bed.

He liked to be like a dead man, nailing himself in a coffin.

"Ninth Young Master, an old friend is here. Aren't you going to come out and meet him?”

The Crown Prince of King Dingnan walked into the arena and stared at the red coffin.

After a long while, a dull voice came from inside.

"Do you know what happened to the last person who disturbed my sleep?”

"It's been a few months, but the Ninth Young Master's temper is still so bad!”

The heir of King Dingnan chuckled.

Although Gong Jiu was a little perverted, he wasn't a fool. He wouldn't really do anything to her.

After all, they were both members of the Supreme Alliance.

Even if they each have their own thoughts.

However, at least until the one on the dragon throne was overthrown, they still had the same interests.

"I have a troublesome matter that requires Ninth Young Master's help.”

"Kill the emperor? I'm only interested in this matter now. I don't want to touch anything else.”

The person in the coffin said.

Such rebellious words came out of his mouth, but it seemed so calm.

He had never cared whether these words would reach the Emperor's ears.

He was such a lunatic.

The Crown Prince of King Dingnan did not dare to be as crazy as him. He quickly laughed dryly and said,"Ninth Young Master, you must be joking. It's better not to say such treasonous words. You'll definitely be interested in the matter I'm asking you to help with this time.”

"Oh?"

"I want you to kill someone. A true genius!"

"Genius?"

The voice in the coffin raised a little, obviously interested.

He hated to hear anyone mention the word genius.

He had always loved hunting so-called geniuses.

A few years ago, he had done something crazy. He had killed seven Heaven's Favorites on the Ranking List of Young Masters at that time. In the end, he had forced a Grandmaster on the Heaven Ranking to come out and suppress him. Only then did he hide in dejection.

Since then, he rarely went out.

"How talented is he?"

When the Crown Prince of King Dingnan heard his question, he knew that Gong Jiu was tempted. He said,""This person was originally the son of a wealthy merchant in Jiang Du, a weak scholar. However, he had sat in the Horizontal Wave Pavilion for three years. After he came out of seclusion, his cultivation had risen from nothing and he had entered the Connate Realm within four steps. And now, he had defeated the Sword Prince of Huashan with a single sword strike, becoming the third on the Ranking List of Young Masters. Even the swift sword Hoodlum from your generation couldn't even withstand a single strike from him…Is such a person talented enough?”

His words echoed in the courtyard.

The person in the coffin did not reply.

However, after a long time, there was a boom, and sword qi soared into the sky.

Gong Jiu walked out of his coffin.

……

Mount Kunlun was located in the northwest.

It was desolate and desolate, stretching for thousands of miles.

Light Summit, where the Ming Cult's main altar was located, was located in the northern part of Kunlun.

It stood in a land of ice and snow, a lava valley formed by volcanic eruptions.

As long as the holy fire was not extinguished, the legacy would not be extinguished.

Amidst the frost and snow.

Jiang Feng was walking alone.

The mountain path was rugged and blocked by the wind and snow, but he still walked on it as if it was flat ground.

The mountain wind whistled, and the frost and snow were automatically repelled by the Protective Upstanding Qi.

Before long, he had reached the mountainside.

The outline of Light Summit could be vaguely seen.

"Stop! This is the Ming Cult's main altar, an important place at Light Summit. You are not allowed to trespass. Retreat quickly!”

In front of the mountain gate, the Ming Cult's Five Banner Guards flashed out and shouted loudly.

Jiang Feng raised his head and looked at it, then said politely,""The white-robed Jiang Feng is here to pay a visit to the Ming Cult Master, Zhang Wuji.”

When the guards heard his name, their expressions changed slightly.

"Sir, please return. Our Ming Cult is currently in an eventful period. Light Summit has already entered a state of combat readiness, so it is not suitable for us to receive guests!”

Jiang Feng shook his head.

"Since I've come, I can't return empty-handed.”

After he finished speaking, he ignored the Ming Cult disciples and stepped up the mountain.

"Stop!"

The group of Five Banner Division disciples roared and prepared to attack.

However, a powerful sword qi gushed out.

Everyone felt their bodies stiffen, as if they had been immobilized. They could not move at all. The swords and sabers in their hands trembled endlessly, and they did not dare to unsheathe.

Jiang Feng slowly walked over.

The Five Banner Sect members lying in ambush on the mountain path were also stunned on the spot and did not dare to move.

In their eyes, they could only see a towering sword mountain crushing over.

Heavy and sharp.

It was unstoppable.

Not to mention fighting, even breathing became difficult.

It was only when Jiang Feng had already stepped into the mountain gate and walked further away that the pressure of the Sword Qi gradually dissipated.

Everyone heaved a sigh of relief. Everyone was drenched in sweat and looked at each other in shock!

If Jiang Feng had wanted to kill him just now…

They had all become cold corpses!

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