Resurrection of spirit energy: I really don't want to be prodigal!

In the South Street, in front of the Nanyue Palace, two groups of forces confronted each other, and the atmosphere on the field became more and more serious and chilling.

Wen Ya and the others were trying to fight Lu Xingchen and the others, but as their chief general, she herself had other ideas.

"Everyone, please be quiet! Lu Xingchen, you have also seen their determination, if you don't retreat today, then fight to the death!"

Seeing this, Lu Xingchen smiled.

"Ma'am, there is only one chance. Behind me are forces from the East and West districts. If we fight, guess who is the fish and who is the net? Besides, you control more assets in South Street. You have been self-enclosed for a long time, but you have cut off many people's money, guess how many Huanxiang merchants are there in the black street, I wish you would die sooner?"

Wen Ya looked at him, her face turned pale.

As a member of the black street and the closest person to the Nanyue King, she naturally knew what he meant.

"Ma'am, why are you still hesitating? Before I change my mind, let's have a good chat. Maybe there will be a turning point in this matter. Don't worry, after we discuss the result, I will put the The results of our discussion will be made public, so you can rest assured! After all, I can't go back on my word in front of so many people, right?"

Wen Ya was finally moved by his persuasion, and agreed to go to the mansion to have a chat with him.

So, under the attention of everyone, Wen Ya led Lu Xingchen, and the two entered the Nanyue Palace.

In order to make the other party feel more at ease, he deliberately asked his men to retreat fifty steps back.

Seeing this, Wen Ya's hanging heart finally dropped a lot.

However, she knew that Lu Xingchen was quite powerful, so she didn't dare to be negligent.

After entering the mansion, she ordered someone to guard it outside, leaving only a small group of guards waiting outside the lobby, and she invited Lu Xingchen in.

This is the first time Lu Xingchen has seen the situation in the Nanyue Palace. Compared with Chen Menghu's residence, the Nanyue Palace is much more refined, with gorgeous furnishings and a bit of gentleness and elegance.

Wen Ya invited him in and sat down, while she made tea for him herself.

When she came to Lu Xingchen with tea, she saw him admiring a painting on the wall.

In that painting, there is a young girl with a graceful figure, only a veil of light gauze covering her body, covering a small part, while most of her body is submerged in the water. The lines of the picture are soft and the person in the painting is vivid.

"Mr. Lu, it's just a painting. What's there to see? Let's talk about what's going on in front of us!"

Lu Xingchen immediately smiled and turned around.

"Madam is right! No matter how beautiful this painting is, it is not as good-looking as I am, don't you think?"

Hearing his words, Wen Ya frowned, and immediately lowered her head, feeling a little shy.

"What nonsense are you talking about?!"

"Isn't the person in this painting just you, Madam? I think Madam still has charm, maybe she's not very old?"

"Hmph! What do you want to say?!"

"It's just ordinary words, just chatting! I'm twenty-four this year, how about you, madam?"

Wen Ya frowned, but after a while she breathed a sigh of relief, her red lips parted slightly.

"It's just past March [-] this year! Why are you asking this?"

"Hehe, it's nothing, I just feel that at my wife's age, there is no difference compared to a girl of seventeen or eighteen."

While talking, Lu Xingchen reached out to take the tea from the other party, but when he caught the hand, he suddenly reached out, pinched Wen Ya's fingers, and kneaded them lightly.

This time, Wen Ya was startled, she immediately pulled her hand, her eyebrows immediately raised.

"Prodigal son, do you want to bully and insult me?"

Lu Xingchen stood up at this moment, he approached Wenya while smiling.

"Do you still remember the fairness conference last time? Although it has passed, I can't pretend it doesn't exist!"

"You...what do you want to do?"

Wen Ya was forced to a corner by him, panic appeared on her face.

"It's nothing, I just want you to pay some price!"

As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed Wen Ya's long hair that fell on his shoulders.

Before the other party could react, one of his hands had already grabbed her neck and pressed on her neck bone.

"Come out, if you don't come out, I'll break her neck!"

Lu Xingchen immediately yelled at one part of the room, and with a light ups and downs, a girl who looked like Wen Ya jumped off the beam.

The opponent held a broken sword in his hand, and stared at him with a cold face.

"Thief, let go of my mother!"

"Heh! How can I say that I felt a murderous intent as soon as I entered the door? Are you trying to kill me here? If my guess is correct, there should be poison in the tea, right?"

Liu Xingya stared at him, holding the dagger tightly in her right hand, she only dared to point the sword at him, but she didn't dare to strike directly, after all, her closest relative was in his hands.

Seeing that she remained silent, Lu Xingchen held Wenya hostage, came to the table, clasped her with one hand, picked up the teacup on the table with the other hand, and looked into it carefully.

There was nothing unusual in the tea, and the smell was pleasant, and it didn't look like it had been poisoned at all. He handed the teacup directly to Wenya's mouth, and when he was about to pour it down, Liu Xingya suddenly screamed. call out.

"Wait! Let her go, please let her go!"

She bit her head hard, with a trace of panic on her face.

"Am I right? There is poison in this tea, but you think it can really poison me to death. Believe it or not, even if the poison occurs, I have the ability to kill the two of you in seconds?"

After finishing speaking, Lu Xingchen dropped the cup, and as soon as he exerted force with his right hand, he knocked Wen Ya down to the ground.

Seeing that her mother was finally out of trouble, Liu Xingya relaxed her face, and immediately came up to her, ready to check her situation.

But at the moment when the two of them passed each other, Liu Xingya made a sudden move.

"Wicked man, die!"

She flicked her long sleeve, and threw a few flying needles from it. At the same time, she was fighting fiercely with her left hand, holding a dagger, and stabbing towards his heart.

However, she was no match for Lu Xingchen.

I saw that his right finger was slightly bent, and with a flick of force, the flying needles flew out, then turned to one side, raised his foot, and kicked the opponent hard.

Immediately, Liu Xingya was kicked out and fell on the pillar, excruciating pain.

At this time, Wen Ya also had a look of hatred on her face, and waved her palm, ready to attack him, but he directly slapped her back on the ground.

After that, both of them fell to the ground injured, gasping for breath, and their faces were full of pain.

"How, what kind of tricks can be used!"

Lu Xingchen squatted beside Liu Xingya, stretched out his hands to pinch her face, and looked around.

"It seems that the slap I gave you last time has disappeared. You have healed the scar and forgot the pain. Would you like me to teach you a lesson you will never forget?"

"Lu Xingchen, let her go! Come at me if you have anything!"

At this moment, Wen Ya looked like she was in complete defeat, begging him to let Liu Xingya go.

"If you don't want to die, just surrender honestly and accept the punishment! What happened last time can't just be over!"