I have a book of salvation

To put it bluntly, Prime Minister Song was quite angry.

He knew very well that in today's world, yin and yang were separated by humans and ghosts, so from the moment He Ziqiu told him about the so-called three-year agreement, he felt that someone here must be pretending to be Li Huan to lure him out of the palace.

——Not many people knew about his three-year appointment with Li Huan, but there were a few, so the news must have spread from these people, and was discovered and exploited by someone with intentions.

But he went anyway.

For nothing else.

I just want to see who is pretending to be a ghost!

As for the danger?

Wherever he is, Prime Minister Song, he is absolutely safe!

The horror of the fourth realm cannot be countered or eliminated by any conspiracy or trickery.

May 31st, midnight.

In the cold Linghuanfang Street of Zhuque City, the watchman strode forward and banged the gong in his hand.

"It's dry and dry! Be careful of fire!"

In front of Li Chun Tower, a purple-robed figure walked in with a young man in commoner clothes.

The waiter at the counter was still the same, with the same enthusiastic look, "Sir, please have a drink..."

But before he finished speaking, he suddenly froze.

The whole person was leaning there, trembling all over.

The shopkeeper, who was sleeping in the back, heard the news and frowned: "Xiao Wang, how long have you been working here and you are still talking about being disrespectful? Can you afford to neglect your customers?"

After that, he stood up and greeted, "Sir, the waiter is ignorant, don't blame me..."

He raised his head as he spoke.

When he saw the person coming, he froze just like the waiter!

Shopkeeper, my calves are trembling!

And it seems that the man is wearing a purple robe and has an expressionless face. That fair face shows the majesty that comes naturally from having been in a high position for a long time.

That face is so familiar to the shopkeeper and the waiter!

Isn't he one of the three saints? Prime minister of the dynasty!

"Nothing, we have an appointment, you are busy with your business."

Prime Minister Song nodded, took He Ziqiu, bypassed them, and went straight to the landscape pavilion on the sixth floor.

After hearing this, the shopkeeper and the waiter looked at each other with horror on their faces!

——Li Chunlou is a Qingshui Tea Restaurant. It is usually deserted by this time, and it was the same today.

Then... who did Prime Minister Song have an appointment with?

But after hesitating for a long time, until Song Xiang disappeared around the corner of the stairs, neither of them dared to say anything.

Crunch——

Prime Minister Song pushed the door open without any politeness and walked in.

I saw a white-haired, rickety old man sitting in front of the window, with a pot of tea and a game of chess on the table.

At that moment, the dignified Prime Minister, the person who was inferior to one person and surpassed ten thousand people, his eyes widened!

——Li Huan!

It’s really Li Huan!

It’s not someone else’s impersonation, it’s not the art of disguise, it’s the Great Xia Literary Sage who has had his head chopped off and is dead!

"What, are you scared?"

The old man turned around and pointed at the chessboard on the table, "That old man is going to win without a fight."

Gulu——

Song Xiang swallowed, sat down, stared at Li Huan, and said nothing.

Li Huan dropped the ball and said, "It's time to take care of yourself."

Prime Minister Song also picked up a white piece and dropped it: "You still dare to come back? Aren't you afraid of death?"

"Do you think I'm still alive?" Li Huanyun calmly said, "I'm still alive."

Song Xiang's expression immediately froze.

suddenly.

boom!

A loud bang!

In the distance in the direction of the imperial city, all you can see is blazing fire, accompanied by thick smoke, rising mightily!

Prime Minister Song's expression changed with shock and he was about to stand up!

But at that moment, Li Huan grabbed his wrist: "The chess game hasn't been finished yet, how can we move?"

Prime Minister Song lowered his head and suddenly realized!

"--It's you!"

He finally understood that old man Li Huan, who didn't know whether he was dead or alive, had lured him out not to do anything to him, but his goal was...the capital!

Let's say half an hour ago, just after midnight.

There was deathly silence in the palace late at night.

Under the red walls and red tiles, the night was dark, as dull as a swamp.

On the broad avenues of the various palaces in the same palace, dark armored figures stood like sculptures.

Under the thick mask, red light loomed.

——Kingsguard!

Ever since he became the ancestor of the royal family and passed down the teachings from the late emperor, Emperor Qi Yuan has replaced the guards of the entire palace with this killing machine called the Kingsguard.

They were originally humans, but now they are no longer humans.

After a series of secret procedures and steps, the human mind was wiped away, and it became a terrifying machine that only obeyed orders.

Any sign of trouble will lead to a merciless and terrifying attack from them!

Especially after the eunuch was killed silently in the palace, these terrifying Kingsguards stood guard every ten steps and every hundred steps, with their figures standing in every corner and every blind spot.

As for the cold palace that made many noble concubines change their minds, the same is true.

Especially after Princess Qi'an was thrown into the cold palace, under the emperor's order, countless iron guards completely surrounded the cold palace on three levels inside and three outside!

Not to mention escaping, even those palace girls who just delivered food had to go through more than ten checkpoints before they were released.

Everyone didn't know why Emperor Qi Yuan restricted a princess so much, but the power of the emperor was unpredictable, so they didn't understand and didn't dare to ask.

The night is like flowing water.

Everything is in complete silence.

Yu Chen drove the Nine Nether Ghost Chariot and wore the formation that covered the sky to hide from the world. He sneaked into the imperial city quietly and went straight to the forbidding cold palace.

——The sky-shielding formation that he deployed after breaking through the divine realm is no longer something that ordinary beings can discover.

The last thing is to reach the fourth realm.

At this moment, the Imperial Master was in seclusion, and Song Xiangyuan was far outside the city.

Yu Chen and Yu Xiaoyu entered the imperial city without any hindrance.

In front of the cold palace.

The two of them looked at the dark Kingsguard below, frowning.

Yu Youyu clicked his tongue: "I'm afraid you, the emperor of Daxia, don't have any bodyguards for this battle, right? If you say that this is not a cold palace, but the ancestral hall of their royal family, you will believe it."

Yu Chen also frowned.

Admittedly, with the lessons learned from Zhou Xiaoyu's plan to take Princess Qi'an to escape, it is indeed reasonable for Emperor Qiyuan to strengthen supervision.

But the problem is, is this too strict?

Is a concubine or a princess so necessary?

Or does the existence of Princess Qi'an have some more important significance to Emperor Qiyuan?

And what meaning can a mortal princess have to her biological father?

Yu Chen thought about it over and over, but he only thought of one thing.

——Dao Linggen.

That terrifying spiritual root that was jealous of even the heavens could possibly be worthy of Emperor Qiyuan’s attention just now!

"What are you thinking about?" Yu Youyu raised his head and asked him.

"What Miss Yu guessed earlier was that Emperor Qi Yuan didn't understand the wonders of Dao Linggen, and was frightened by Princess Qi'an's prophecy ability, so he imprisoned her?" Yu Chen answered the question.

Yu Xiaoyu nodded: "Yes, what's wrong?"

Yu Chen stared at the heavily guarded cold palace and slowly said: "I was thinking, what if he knew?"

Baby fish are not stupid, but rather smart.

All her previous speculations were based on the assumption that "Emperor Qiyuan does not know the Dao Spirit Root".

At this moment, Yu Chen reacted immediately!

"You mean... seize the body?"

The Yama Saintess widened her beautiful eyes and murmured: "Are you saying that the emperor of Daxia treats his own daughter as a cauldron to seize the body?

No! No, I have seen the emperor from a distance. With his body and bones, if nothing happens, he will have at least fifty more years to live. Is there any need to be in such a hurry?

Besides, the matter of seizing a body is not that easy. When a man seizes a woman's body, the yin and yang are at odds with each other, and one careless move can lead to the loss of the soul. "

Yu Chen spread his hands and said, "I'm just guessing."

After a few chats, the Nine Nether Ghost Chariot landed quietly.

The two of them quietly walked into the cold palace under the cover of the sky-covering formation.

As soon as he entered, a chill rushed from the soles of his feet to the sky.

There was no one in the silent palace, except for the pale white curtain hanging on the beam, which was very penetrating.

The two of them walked forward quickly and arrived at the lobby.

A strange sight came into view.

——Look at the vast lobby, countless complex black formations are as densely packed as earthworms covering the entire floor.

Those who watched were dizzy.

And those formation patterns went round and round, extending towards the innermost part, and finally converged on a three-foot-tall steel and copper pillar.

From the bottom of the copper pillar, two slender golden chains extended out, with four gold bracelets at the end.

Looking along the gold chain, the four gold bracelets were firmly tied to the hands and feet of a thin figure.

She looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a white dress, with delicate and delicate features, but her face was horribly pale.

Because of the chains, she could only kneel and sit next to the stone pillar, unable to move a step.

At this moment, he was looking out the window dreamily, with the hook-like bright moon reflected in his eyes.

The moonlight fell down and fell on her face, looking pitiful, desolate and sad.

"Good guy!"

Under the Hiding Heaven Formation, Yu Youyu pointed at the steel black pillar and exclaimed: "This is a trapping formation. Judging from the number and complexity of its formations, it is enough to trap the perfect Qi Master of the Divine Sword. Unable to move,

But now it is used to imprison a mortal girl. Your emperor really values ​​her... extremely highly! "

"Wu Zhoumu, look at this formation. Is there any way to take people out quietly?"

Yu Chen ignored her, but took out the Book of Saviors, summoned Wu Yong from Jiangzhou, and asked him.

As a formation master, he has the most say in this regard.

The sleepy Wu Yong had not yet reacted. After rubbing his eyes, he looked at the huge formation.

After a long time, he shook his head and said: "This formation is called the Golden Cage Locking Spirit Formation. Judging from the grade, it is not difficult to break it by force, but I just saw it - the arrangement of this formation is based on the Death Formation. The law is also connected to the surrounding foundation, and once it is forcibly broken, there will be a huge shock. "

Then, he had time to look around.

After looking at it, I noticed something was wrong.

"By the way, where does this come from? It seems...a bit familiar?" Wu Yong always felt that he had seen this kind of decoration somewhere.

"Imperial Palace." Yu Chen said as he closed the Book of Saviors and took Wu Yong in.

Then, he turned to look at Yu Xiaoyu and sighed.

"I originally wanted to take her away quietly."

"But there's nothing we can do."

"——Let's make a scene."