Daqin: I went into a fugue with a sword and was exposed by the gold list

"Freshly baked buns, delicious buns. One for three Wen, three for ten Wen!"

"Let's take a look. The silk that just came in today is extremely soft, and it's especially good for the skin when you wear it."

"Guest officer, come and have fun, there are all kinds of beauties and wine."

"Although this Jiang country is not big, it looks quite prosperous. As expected, it is a small country close to the Song Dynasty, but it has some benefits!" Ying Han stepped out of the carriage, glanced at the "Yihong Courtyard" next to him, and ordered nodded.

"My lord, you don't want to go in, do you?" Qingxue jumped out of the carriage right after her, with a hint of jealousy in her tone.

Ying Han shook his head, raised Qingxuelian's petal-like chin with one hand, and said softly: "There are beauties around me, why go to such a mundane place again!"

"I'm afraid you should sneak away while I'm not around!" Qingxue murmured while tugging on Ying Han's sleeve.

"By the way, young master, why don't you bring the army here too. Instead, let them set up camp thirty miles away from here!"

Ying Han smiled lightly, and patted Qingxue's forehead lightly with his fan, "This is called courtesy first, soldiers later, if Jiang Guo dares to stop me, just destroy it by the way!"

"Let's go, let's meet Tangjiabao!"

A group of five people walked straight in the direction of Tangjiabao, and the appearance of Ying Han and others immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding people.

"Oh my god, which young master is this going out again? I've never seen him before. What a talent!"

"Look at the girls next to you. They are all of the best! If you can get one in this life, you will be satisfied!"

"Reincarnation is a technical job, and you must have a good reincarnation in your next life!"

Facing the whispers from the people around, Ying Han also laughed it off, since these people want to watch the excitement, I will invite them to watch a big one later.

"Who dares to block my young master's way, looking for death?"

Just when everyone's eyes were drawn to Ying Han's side, a domineering voice suddenly came from not far in front. It sounded young, about the same age as Ying Han.

"what……"

Immediately afterwards, another scream came from the front, which frightened the people around, and they all rushed over there.

Not far in front of him was a man dressed in brocade with an arrogant face. At this moment, he was constantly punching and kicking a middle-aged man in front of him.

"I beg you, young master, to spare your life, the villain will never dare to end again!" The middle-aged man curled up, tightly protecting his head, and kept begging for mercy.

But the young man not only didn't stop, but even intensified, it seemed that to him, the life of the person in front of him was like straw.

"Next time? I'll send you to see Hades right now!" The young man's eyes were fierce, he turned around and snatched the sharp sword from the hands of the surrounding guards, and stabbed it without the slightest hesitation.

The people around were shocked and blindfolded, not daring to watch the next bloody scene.

At this time, Ying Han condensed a drop of true energy in his finger ten meters away, and it popped out directly, and hit the sword heavily.

With a "bang", the sword in the boy's hand broke in two on the spot and flew out.

The young man was stunned for a while, and felt numbness and pain in his arm. He looked around angrily, and shouted angrily, "Who is it? How dare you plot against me!"

The surroundings were immediately silent, and everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, not understanding what had just happened.

"it's me!"

Ying Han walked over with a smile, and the pedestrians around immediately gave way to Ying Han.

The young man looked at Ying Han who was walking towards him with a ferocious face, then glanced at the women next to him, licked his lips, and some evil thoughts suddenly arose in his heart.

"Boy, you are courting death! Do you know who I am?"

The corners of Ying Han's mouth rose slightly, and he said disdainfully: "I don't need to know who you are, I only know that you are already a dead person!"

Before the boy could react, Ying Han had already come in front of him, with a sharp palm only an inch away from the boy's forehead.

The young man swallowed, opened his eyes wide, and roared angrily, "Come on, kill me! I am Tang Chuan, the son of Tang Mutian, the imperial teacher of the dynasty. If you kill me, all of you will be buried with me!"

"So you're threatening me?" As soon as Ying Han finished speaking, he slapped the boy without hesitation, killing the boy instantly.

The guard next to Tang Chuan looked at the person who was alive and kicking just now, and turned into a corpse in an instant, staring at Ying Han in fear.

"What? Are you going to avenge your master?"

With just a slight stare, the guards were immediately frightened by Ying Han's aura and dropped their weapons, and ran towards Tangjiabao without looking back.

The people around gasped. Who is this young man in white clothes? He is so decisive that even the son of the current national teacher doesn't pay attention to him.

Ying Han clapped his hands and said to the surrounding area: "Everyone just heard that this person asked me to kill him. I have never seen such a request when I grow up!"

Qingxue on the side was instantly amused by Ying Han's words, but apart from them, no one else in the audience dared to laugh.

Because the person who died was the son of the national teacher, who doesn't know that the real ruler of this country is the national teacher Tang Mutian, the people around shook their heads and looked at Ying Han sympathetically.

"It's a good thing to do justice for the heavens, but if you accidentally get angry! This young man is miserable!"

The middle-aged man who fell to the ground got up and came to Ying Han's side in a hurry: "My child, run quickly! Otherwise, it will be too late later!"

Ying Han looked at the corpse as if he didn't care, and patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder: "Don't worry! You'll be fine!"

After dealing with everything, Ying Han continued to walk towards Tangjiabao. The audience around were a little surprised when they saw Ying Han's route.

"Looking at the route this person took, it seems to be going to Tangjiabao..."

"Oh my god, isn't that self-inflicted?"

"Not necessarily, look at his skill just now, or maybe this Tangjiabao has really provoked some serious people!"

Everyone heaved a long sigh. In Jiang Kingdom today, the emperor is obsessed with ghosts, the entire court is covered by the national teacher Tang Mutian, and the common people below are living in dire straits every day.

There were even quite a few people who had the mentality of rebellion, but Tangjiabao was so powerful that they were simply vulnerable to a single blow based on their strength.

"You said, is it possible for this young man to destroy the Tang Sect?"

"Shut up, you, the Tang Sect said that there are several masters of the Happy Heaven Realm, it's too difficult for this young man alone!"

"Hey, is it true that no one can save Jiang Guo?"

In the tavern and the market, countless people began to talk about this white-clothed boy, some praised, some sighed, and some watched from the other side.

The news of Tang Chuan's death spread quickly to Tangjiabao.

"What, my grandson is dead? How is it possible? Who dares to kill members of our Tang family in Jiang Country!" A senile old man looked shocked, and the teacup in his hand was crushed instantly.

The boy who reported the letter below trembled and said falteringly: "It is... a boy in white! He..."

"Boom..."

Before the boy could finish his sentence, the door outside was suddenly opened, and then several guards who guarded the door flew in backwards.

Then a huge plaque was thrown into the hall, but the words "Tangjiabao" on the plaque seemed very weak at this moment.

Four or five auras of Happy Heaven came to the center of the hall at the same time, and their eyes were directed at the gate not far away.

"Who would dare to trespass on my Tangjiabao?"