The strongest nine thousand years old

"puff"

The follower's body fell to the ground, and the blood on his chest formed a large pool on the ground.

Those eyes, still open in death, stared straight at Yuwen Qing with horror.

Yuwen Qing closed his eyes and cast a cold look on Chen Dong's face.

"When beating a dog, you have to look at the owner first. You really don't take me seriously." Yuwen Qing said coldly.

Chen Dong looked at him nonchalantly, the sword in his hand still dripping with blood, the tip of the sword pointing directly at Yuwen Qing's face.

"Not only do I want to kill him, I'm going to kill you too." Chen Dong said.

Yu Wenqing laughed in anger, "Kill me? You overestimate your own abilities!"

Yuwen Qing put his fingers together to form a sword, and there was a stream of dark white sword energy running through his fingertips.

Chen Dong's pupils shrank. He was no longer a whiteboy who knew nothing. A third-grade warrior had protective Qi, a second-grade warrior could let Qi leave the body, and a first-grade master could even break mountains and rivers!

The higher the rank of a warrior, the more exaggerated his strength is. Chen Dong's level as a fifth-rank warrior is already a peerless genius compared to ordinary people, but compared to veteran warriors like Yuwen Qing, he is still far behind.

The sword that Chen Dong stabbed at Yuwen Qing was directly broken by the sword energy from Yuwen Qing's fingertips!

With a cold light flashing, Yuwen Qing stabbed Chen Dong's shoulder with his fingertips.

"puff"

There suddenly appeared a bloody hole on his shoulder.

With a muffled groan, Chen Dong quickly reached out to stop, "Stop, stop, stop. I give up."

Yu Wenqing's face was gloomy and he said, "You dare to provoke me with just this?"

"General Yuwen is indeed extraordinary. If he takes one more step forward, he will become a master." Chen Dong said with narrowed eyes.

"Do you remember what I asked you before?" Blood gushed out and Chen Dong's face turned pale.

Yu Wenqing raised his eyebrows, "Black-clad swordsman? Do you suspect me?"

Chen Dong nodded.

"I'm not." Yuwen Qing denied again.

"You should know the imperial decree His Majesty just issued. She used her life to prove that the test paper was not leaked. I would like to ask you to find the black-clad swordsman. This is a good excuse for the Yuwen family." Chen Dong said.

"What does this have to do with the Yuwen family?" Yuwen Qing was about to ask, but he swallowed the words back.

Finding the black-clad swordsman is undoubtedly a great achievement, and Yan Yunzheng can take advantage of the situation to reward him. In addition, the navy is recruiting soldiers and has begun to take shape, so Yan Yunzheng needs to fulfill his original promise of "making him king". The combination of the two means "dividing the land and making him king"!

Yu Wenqing's pupils suddenly shrank and he looked at Chen Dong deeply. This little eunuch was so cunning!

He was deliberately provoking me to take action and testing my strength!

"You are so loyal to His Majesty that you would rather take a blow from my sword than set a trap for me." Yuwen Qing pointed at Chen Dong, "You have guts!"

Chen Dong smiled calmly, "I eat the emperor's salary and I am loyal to the emperor."

"I will find the black-clad swordsman." Yuwen Qing turned and left.

Chen Dong asked loudly, "Are you not looking for the queen anymore?"

Yu Wenqing waved his hand without even turning his head. He came here to test Chen Dong's abilities, and now he has found out - he is unfathomable.

Perhaps, becoming a king overseas is the only way out for the Yuwen family.

"Get rid of the body." After giving a simple instruction, Chen Dong immediately went to "Wen's Medical Clinic".

Wen Xuan was still dressed in men's clothes. Under Wang Li's management, the clinic was already in good shape and started to see patients.

When Chen Dong walked into the clinic, Wen Xuan was prescribing medicine for an old man.

After grabbing the medicine and instructing the other party on how to take it, Wen Xuan looked at Chen Dong. When he saw him, he was immediately surprised.

"You are injured again." Wen Xuan helped Chen Dong walk into the inner room.

Wang Li turned his head away when he saw this. He was supposed to be a seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister, and he would rise to a high position from then on, but in the end he was just doing odd jobs and dispensing medicine for others. All his deep feelings were wasted.

He was afraid that if he continued watching this, he would have to rely on the clinic for the rest of his life.

After being helped into the inner room by Wen Xuan, Chen Dong put his arm around Wen Xuan's waist. Wen Xuan exclaimed and sat on Chen Dong's lap.

"Let me go quickly. I still need to apply medicine to you." Wen Xuan blushed.

Chen Dong asked with a smile: "Should I take it off then?"

Wen Xuan glanced at Chen Dong's wound, the blush on his cheeks spread to his ears, "Take it off."

"Take it off for me." Chen Dong said, "I'm a patient, my hands are not flexible."

Feeling the big hand holding him tightly, Wen Xuan glared at Chen Dong and said, "You will be more flexible if you let go."

Chen Dong loosened his hand, and Wen Xuan quickly stood up. But Chen Dong had no intention of taking off his clothes, but looked at Wen Xuan with a smile.

Wen Xuan glared at him hatefully, walked up to him, and took off his clothes with both hands.

The outer robe fell to the ground, and the wound on the shoulder caught Wen Xuan's eye. She couldn't help but flash a trace of pity in her eyes, "Who did it?"

"Want to help me get revenge? You can't, this is Yuwen Qing's sword energy." Chen Dong said.

"Yuwen Qing!" Wen Xuan exclaimed.

"Is that guy so famous?" Chen Dong asked with a raised eyebrow.

Wen Xuan hesitated for a moment and said, "I have seen some patients, and they all said that Yuwen Qing is the best young master in Yanjing City. Whoever can marry him will reach heaven in one step. His reputation among women is higher than that of Your Majesty."

Chen Dong chuckled, "First Young Master! Are you feeling amorous?"

Chen Dong pinched Wen Xuan's chin and stared at her with burning eyes.

Chen Dong felt very unhappy when he heard the title of the First Young Master from Wen Xuan.

Wen Xuan said angrily: "Who do you think I am? I disguised myself as a man just to promote the Wen family's medical skills. I don't have any sexual relationships in my mind!"

"What about me? Is it true?" Chen Dong moved close to her red lips, and his hot breath was like thunder from heaven that ignited a fire on earth, which was out of control.

Wen Xuan didn't dare to look directly into Chen Dong's eyes, and said with his head tilted: "No!"

The delicate profile and the raised corners of the mouth made Chen Dong breathe quickly.

Wen Xuan said in panic, "Don't..." Chen Dong lowered his head and kissed her. When their lips touched, it was like an electric current surging, instantly arousing the surge of desire.

"No...you're still injured...mmmm..."

Wen Xuan wanted to refuse, but was conquered by Chen Dong's kiss, his teeth were pried open, and sweet saliva spread over his lips and teeth.

Once the cage of desire is opened, it will be out of control.

For the first time, she felt that kissing was such a sweet and wonderful thing.

Almost suffocated.

Wen Xuan pushed Chen Dong away with force, her cheeks flushed and her eyes full of tears.

Chen Dong's muscular chest and those strong eight-pack abs made her heart beat fast and she licked the corner of her mouth subconsciously.

Chen Dong showed a proud look and walked towards Wen Xuan step by step.

Wen Xuan was startled and grabbed the medicine powder at hand and sprinkled it on Chen Dong's wound.

"hiss"

Chen Dong took a breath of cold air. The burning pain in the wound made his face change immediately. "Are you going to murder your husband?"

Wen Xuan muttered, "You can't be a husband."

Chen Dong was furious, "I'll take off my pants to show you."