Chapter 831 The fierce young master Xiao San

This knife is too ruthless and too accurate, impartial and directs the vital points of the heart!

Hao Xiang stood in front of the blue sieve body with expressionless face. He stood for a long time before sighing.

The pile of pine trees was lit, the flames soared into the air, and the corpses in the cave were all turned into ashes in the flames.

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King Xiao woke up from his sleep and he struggled to get up from the bed. He rubbed his eyes, wiped the cold sweat from his face, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately... it turned out to be a nightmare!" King Xiao murmured to himself and got out of bed with difficulty. Somehow, his heart was still beating, and there was always an ominous premonition. He rubbed his temples and quickly calmed himself down. Although he was eighty years old, he looked less than seventy! Although he was well maintained, his physical fitness was much worse than in the past.

King Xiao had completely calmed down. But he never dreamed that at this time, his eldest daughter, who was thousands of miles away, was the old lady Xiao, who was far away, had no longer even the bones of the new version of horse meat and bone-filled water.

King Xiao sat tiredly on the chair, but there was a sudden knock on the door outside the door.

"Who?" King Xiao asked subconsciously.

No one answered. But the knock on the door was still the same, and the rhythm and rhythm were exactly the same as before.

King Xiao stood up with great effort, walked slowly to the door, and opened the door with difficulty.

Outside the door, the moonlight was bleak.

A hoarse scream cut through the tranquility of King Xiao’s mansion.

The people from the mansion rushed over and found that the elderly King Xiao's eyes were wide open, his face turned pale, and his face was full of panic and disbelief. He stretched his hands forward, as if he wanted to grab something. His mouth was also wide open, as if he had something to say.

Now King Xiao can no longer speak because he is already a dead person!

In the Xiao Wang Mansion, the candles were brightly lit, the fragrance was shrouded in the mist, and the crying sound was filled with dozens of rows of people kneeling in the mourning hall.

The housekeeper Zhaofei hurried to the front row, lowered his voice, and bowed, "Three Masters, the royal family sent the prince to pay their respects."

King Xiao's third son's eyes were red. He glanced at Zhao Fei and hurriedly greeted him.

Eunuch Wang and his group have entered the Xiao Wang Mansion.

Mr. Xiao had already stepped forward. Before he could speak, Mr. Wang said in a sharp voice: "We are here to express our filial piety to you by the emperor's order. I hope the third son will be mourning and follow the changes."

Mr. Xiao San hissed: "Thank you!"

Eunuch Wang did not go directly to the mourning hall, but walked straight to the living room of King Xiao’s mansion. It was not the first time that Eunuch Wang came to King Xiao’s mansion, so he was very familiar with the terrain of King Xiao’s mansion.

Mr. Xiao frowned, and he had to follow Eunuch Wang tightly.

There was brewed tea on the table in the living room, and Eunuch Wang was pouring tea himself. The best tea leaves and the best tea leaves. Eunuch Wang took a sip of tea and raised one leg high on another chair. He drank tea with a smile on his face. He didn't even look at Mr. Xiao San.

Mr. Xiao’s chest was undulating. He clenched his fists and his teeth were clattering.

Eunuch Wang was drinking tea again.

Mr. Xiao San suddenly made a move like lightning, and his hand had already pinched Eunuch Wang's neck. Mr. Wang was drinking tea, but before he could swallow a sip of tea, his throat was pinched by Mr. Xiao San. He wanted to struggle, but he couldn't take it off. He wanted to shout, but he couldn't make a sound. Mr. Wang couldn't swallow it in one breath, and he couldn't spit it out. The tea in his mouth sprayed out from the corner of his mouth. Mr. Wang's white and fat face turned red, and his snot and saliva dripping down. This feeling was even more uncomfortable than death.

Eunuch Wang stared at Mr. Xiao San's face. Mr. Xiao San's face was already in front of him, but now it suddenly became far away. He could hardly hold on. He was about to faint and he was about to die.

Young Master Xiao San suddenly let go.

Eunuch Wang staggered and fell to the ground. He covered his throat with his hands and coughed violently.

"You...you..." Eunuch Wang said two words in a row, and then he could no longer speak.

Mr. Xiao San suddenly took action like lightning. He suddenly grabbed the prince on the ground and swung it out vigorously.

Eunuch Wang flew out in shock. His body was impartial and just hit the Qinglong sword hanging on the wall.

The sound of shattering shoulder blades is clearly audible.

Eunuch Wang was bounced out by the wall and fell heavily to the ground.

Blood flowed out from the mouth, nose and eyes of the prince. The prince lay on the ground and looked at Mr. Xiao San with his terrified eyes.

Mr. Xiao's face turned pale. He did not look at the prince on the ground. His eyes were staring at the Qinglong sword hanging on the wall.

The green dragon sword was unsheathed, and a dragon roared, and a shimmer flashed in the living room.

The tip of the sword hit the throat of the king.

Mr. Xiao was holding the sword hand, and the blue veins burst. He looked at the prince on the ground coldly: "Although my father is gone, I still have me in the prince's mansion!"

The prince gritted his teeth, and the cold sweat dripped from his face. He never dreamed that the third son of Xiao would dare to act badly against himself. The former Xiao Wang Mansion was the mainstay of the foreign land, and the entire royal family had to act according to the expression of the Xiao Wang Mansion. But now, the Xiao Wang Mansion has declined. The prince of this time came, and it was fake to filial piety and to watch the excitement. He thought that after King Xiao died, the entire Xiao Wang Mansion would be destroyed, and no one dared to threaten the royal family or threaten his prince. He did not take Xiao Wang seriously at all. Unexpectedly, the third son of King Xiao was so fierce and so bold.

How could a person not bow his head under the short eaves? Looking at the tip of the sword that was pressed against his throat, the face of the prince was already begging for mercy.

"I can kill you!" Mr. Xiao's face was so cold that it was almost frozen. His tone was firm, without any ambiguity.

Eunuch Wang burst into tears: "Young Master Xiao San, please spare me. If you have eyes, you don't know Mount Tai... If you have eyes, you don't know Mount Tai..."

The third young master Xiao gently pressed his sword, and the tip of the sword had pierced into the throat of the king for more than half an inch.

Blood dripped along the tip of the sword.

Eunuch Wang's eyes rolled and he was scared to death.

Mr. Xiao San sneered: "Even such a coward dares to act wildly in front of me."

Mr. Xiao slowly put away the Qinglong Sword and said lightly: "Take this coward outside the gate of the palace."

Two exotic men in colorful clothes dragged Eunuch Wang outside the gate of the palace like a dead dog. Eunuch Wang's two followers followed behind tremblingly, not even daring to breathe.

Young Master Xiao San sat upright on the chair in the living room, and a mysterious smile appeared on his face.

Outside the living room, a sudden burst of footsteps came. A man rushed in with a breeze.

Mr. Xiao frowned, stood up immediately, and said with a neighing voice: "Second brother..."

The second son of King Xiao, Xiao Er, came in.

"Third brother, dad...how did dad die?" As soon as Mr. Xiao came in, he grabbed Mr. Xiao's sleeve and asked panting.
Chapter completed!