Seven Hundred and Thirty Eight Chapters Prodigal Son

"You..." Xunxian was ashamed and angry, she wanted to pull her hand back, but Ning Tao's hand was firmly grasping her wrist, her insignificant strength was not enough to see.

Everyone in the room was stunned. What's going on?

Ning Tao let go of Xunxian's hand and took a step back.

Of course, he didn't want to take advantage of it, he just wanted to test Xunxian, if she had spiritual power or abnormal reaction, his grasp might trigger it.

But there was no spiritual power on her body, and there was no reaction he wanted to see that could help him judge whether she was looking for the ancestral pill or not.

He was in a state of confusion.

In terms of appearance, the Xunxian in front of him is the spirit of Xunzu Pill, but according to his observation and contact, she is just an ordinary woman, and a woman from more than a thousand years ago.

There was another problem that was giving him a headache, which he had never thought about before.

That is, if this Xunxian is indeed the truth of Xun Zudan, he can catch her, but how can he bring her back?

These are all his feelings at this moment, confused and lost.

"Brave maniac! How dare you molest Miss Xunxian!" Wu Kun yelled angrily, his brows were cold and cold, as if if Princess Taiping wasn't here, he would probably rush up and beat Ning Tao hard.

Ning Tao didn't even look at him.

Zhang Yanqing, a white-clothed scholar, had a look of contempt on his face: "How can we, scholars, taste poetry with such a disheveled and rude barbarian? It's really insulting!"

Ning Tao still didn't respond.

"Wait..." Xunxian raised his head from the paper and looked at Ning Tao, his eyes were full of surprise, "Did you write this poem?"

Ning Tao nodded, and said calmly: "Miss Xunxian doesn't believe it, or does it mean something else?"

Xunxian said, "I don't believe you wrote it."

It's really straightforward.

Ning Tao himself knew that he didn't write it. It was the masterpiece of Sister Li. How could he write such a poem with the little ink in his belly? Said: "I didn't write it, so who wrote it?"

Holding the wet paper, Xunxian didn't reply to Ning Tao's words, but recited aloud: "I often remember that the sun sets in the brook pavilion, and I don't know the way back when I'm intoxicated. When I'm happy, I go back to the boat late, and I stray into the depths of the lotus flower. Crossing, striving to cross, startled a pool of gulls."

Everyone in the room, except Xun Xian who read poetry, Princess Taiping who had heard of it, and Ning Tao who plagiarized, everyone was surprised and moved. How can these arty people have the level to compose such poems? If there were, their names would have appeared in the teaching textbooks of later generations.

After chanting, Xun Xianhu said again: "I feel that this poem should be written by a woman, not you."

Ning Tao just smiled, he was not worried about the lie being exposed, because Li Qingzhao, who wrote this poem, would not be born until hundreds of years later. He has been observing Xunxian, looking for her is the clues of the ancestor Dan Danling.

Although he has not found any valuable discoveries yet, he is not discouraged. Compared with Fox Ji and those who are trying to find Dan Ling, he is already very lucky. Dan and Death Talisman. Take what is happening in front of you, who has such a miraculous experience?

It must be difficult to catch the pill spirit of Zu Dan, if it is not difficult, no one has succeeded until now. But as long as he is patient and understands the matter, with the conditions he has, he believes that he will be able to catch the spirit of Xunzu Pill!

"Hey! So that's how it is!" Zhang Yanqing said with a smirk, "I thought I met an expert, but unexpectedly I met a thief. The most shameless thing for me to read is stealing. How can this trick still exist?" face here?"

Wu Kun raised his finger and pointed at the door: "You get out of here!"

Princess Taiping didn't speak, but just looked at Ning Tao, as if waiting for his explanation. Between Ning Tao and Xunxian, she obviously believed in Xunxian's judgment more.

Ning Tao silently recited "Your Sutra" in his heart to suppress his anger,

But there was a smile on her face: "Miss Xunxian, I heard that you are proficient in all aspects of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and you are a talented woman. I didn't expect that you are just an ordinary person who watches people through the cracks of the door."

Xunxian was stunned for a moment, when was someone say that to her who has always been lonely and high-minded?

"Bold madman!" Wu Kun pointed at Ning Tao's nose and cursed: "What are you, how dare you say that about Miss Xunxian! Kneel down and apologize!"

Ning Tao said, "Can you shut your mouth?"

Wu Kun also froze for a moment, and then laughed back angrily: "Hahaha... How dare this bitch tell me to shut up? Someone!"

In response, two family soldiers with knives came in.

Wu Kun said angrily: "It's this bitch slave, catch me and break his dog's legs!"

Ning Tao glanced at Princess Taiping.

Princess Taiping took a sip of tea, and said in a calm tone, "Don't look at me, even though you belong to me, but you caused the trouble yourself, and you took care of it yourself, I also want to see what you will use There is a way to overcome this calamity."

It's fine if she doesn't say that, once she said Wu Kun, she no longer had any scruples, and he said: "What are you waiting for, let me take it!"

Xunxian's lips moved, but the words of dissuasion were not spoken in the end. This "Indian" said she was vulgar, and she was also angry. Someone wanted to teach her a lesson, and she was happy to watch the fun.

Two soldiers with swords rushed forward, one punched and the other kicked, obviously wanting to beat Ning Tao twice to vent Wu Kun's anger, and then arrest him and say the following.

Ning Tao didn't move, just looked at the two soldiers. In the blink of an eye, a soldier's fist hit his cheek, and a soldier's foot kicked him hard in the stomach.

The muffled sound of punches and kicks rang out in the room, and several frail scholars couldn't bear to look any longer, some tilted their heads, some frowned and closed their eyes.

However, Ning Tao was still there, not even moving. If there was any reaction from him, it was only a sign of blackening in his eyes.

"Good guy, he's a Lianjiazi!" A soldier's reaction was quick, and before he could finish his sentence, the waist knife on his body came out of its sheath.

In the next second, another soldier's waist knife was also unsheathed.

Princess Taiping still didn't stop it.

In her eyes, Ning Tao's life is not more valuable than a chicken or a duck.

Wu Kun nodded.

This is an obvious signal to his two soldiers.

"Hey!" A family soldier shouted, and slashed at Ning Tao's arm with a knife.

Another soldier stabbed the knife in Ning Tao's lower abdomen.

In the blink of an eye, the knives of the two soldiers were on Ning Tao's body, and he was stabbed in the right arm and lower abdomen.

The two family soldiers who stabbed people were suddenly dumbfounded.

Ning Tao suddenly raised his foot and kicked a soldier in the abdomen, and with a muffled bang, the soldier flew upside down. He rushed in through the door, but now he flew out of the door, hit the yard hard, and then lay motionless on the ground.

The other soldier retreated in a hurry, but he couldn't match the speed of Ning Tao, who had trained to have ladders under his feet.

Ning Tao caught up one step at a time, and punched the second soldier on the head.

Click!

The sound of skulls breaking.

The second family soldier didn't even have time to let out a scream before he was drawn to the ground, bleeding from seven holes, and he died as soon as he said he was dead.

"Ah—" Ruxian screamed.

Wu Kun was also frightened, all this happened too fast, and he didn't come back to his senses until two of his family soldiers were killed by the Indian with one kick and one punch. He looked at Ning Tao, trembling with anger, but he could no longer utter the curse words easily.

Everyone in the room looked at Ning Tao with terrified eyes, and couldn't believe their eyes. This foreigner actually killed someone in front of Princess Taiping and Wu Kun, and it was a member of the Wu family!

"Come on, kill someone and protect the princess!" Zhang Yanqing roared.

There were hurried footsteps outside the door.

In a blink of an eye, a large group of armored warriors holding Tang swords poured in at the door.

The scholar in the room who wanted to escape was blocked back, scrambling to retreat to the corner.

Xunxian also retreated to Princess Taiping's side in panic.

Tang Dao was like a forest, and a large group of armored warriors pressed towards Ning Tao.

Princess Taiping picked up the teacup. She seemed to think the tea soup was too hot. She blew on her lips and said slowly: "Xia Yang, I didn't expect you to be a master. You are not a wandering foreigner. Who have you instructed to approach this palace? Tell me, and this palace will give you a whole corpse."

Ning Tao said: "I want to kill you, and you will die on the way. I want to kill you now, and these people can't save you. Are you sure you want your people to do it?"

Princess Taiping sneered: "Don't be ashamed, wait until they catch you, I will interrogate you slowly, I have many ways to make you survive or die."

Ning Tao said: "Although you people are people from the past, none of you are worthy of pity. I wrote a poem, you don't believe it, but you question and make things difficult. I just said something that is not pleasant. If you don’t, you will cut off my legs and even kill me. Just for this, I will do you without the consultation fee. Li Lingyue, you want to torture and interrogate me, what are you waiting for? Let's do it."

"Hmph! Talking nonsense!" Princess Taiping suddenly dropped the teacup in her hand to the ground.

Snapped!

The teacup shattered to the ground.

A large group of armored warriors rushed forward.

Ning Tao strode towards the warriors rushing towards him. With a wave of his right hand, a cloud of ink mist bloomed from his right palm. At that moment, several warriors rushing forward were swept away. People who rushed up from behind were also knocked to the ground.

Who will compete with the gun in the flesh!

The samurai who hadn't fallen to the ground stagnated at the same time.

"Kill him! Kill him!" Wu Kun roared angrily.

Ning Tao turned around suddenly, and with a wave of his right hand, a trace of ink and smoke pierced through the air.

Dole!

Wu Kun was shot in the flesh and nailed to a wooden post.

He watched in horror at the gunshot wound through his chest, and opened his mouth wide to call for help, but only blood came out of his mouth.

Ning Tao grabbed the handle of the gun and drew it back.

Wu Kun fell from the pillar to the ground, and the blood on his chest was like a fountain.

Ning Tao looked at him, and said lightly: "Can't you speak well? You are always surprised. Who gave you the courage to pretend to be a master in front of me?"

"You... slightly..." Wu Kun died before finishing his sentence.

Suddenly, a Tang knife slashed Ning Tao's neck.