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A finger of a saint!

Zhao Yu pulled out the wooden hairpin from his hair, black hair flying all over the sky, and inserted it into the old lady's temple!

The wooden hairpin is very old and simple, and there is a cloud carved on the tail of the hairpin. Its name is cloud hairpin, and it has been inserted on the head of the master for nearly a hundred years!

The whole world is still and frozen, the rain is no longer falling, the wind is no longer blowing, and the air is no longer moving.

But the old lady's finger was not true, because a picture appeared between Zhao Yu's eyebrows. On the picture, mountains, rivers, grass and trees, sacred mountains and holy lakes were vividly visible.

The appearance of the phantom of the map of mountains and seas, a heavy weapon in Xia Dynasty, blocked the sage's finger, and Zhao Yu's cloud hairpin was not inserted, because the old lady took a small step forward at that moment, avoiding the master's finger. Cloud hairpin.

Two breaths of time passed, and the old lady had eight breaths left to live!

"Zhao Wou-ki, come out, why don't you come out, why don't you want to see me until I die, come out, otherwise your grandson will die, come out for me!"

The old lady's silver hair has completely turned into thousands of black silk, and the old skin has become tender and smooth again, revealing a beautiful face. Against the backdrop of the red robe, she looks like a bride waiting to be married Wife, she has always liked to wear red robes, just thinking that one day she can directly marry him!

But now the bride's eyes are full of tears, streaming down her face, crying and shouting.

Although she has been sanctified, who can hide the word love?Not even a saint!

Yun Yan Chuqiu stretched out his hands to grab the phantom of the map of mountains and seas and tore it on both sides. The phantom split from the middle and was directly torn in half!Then he continued to point out, still pointing at the center of Zhao Yu's eyebrows!

The time has passed five breaths!

I won't stop until I see you!

"Hey, Chuqiu, Chuqiu, why are you doing this!"

A sigh came from the void, instantly resounding through the entire world!A phantom finger protruded from Zhao Yumei's heart, and collided with the old lady's sage finger, and they were at loggerheads.

It stands to reason that the old lady should be very happy to hear the voice of Chaosi Mengmeng, but she is not, instead full of anger and despair!

"It's not you, Bi Mawen, it's not you, you're dead, you let Zao Wou-ki come out, you let him out! Why you!"

"Hey, Chuqiu, there is no Zhao Wuji in Yu'er's sea of ​​consciousness. This is just a remnant left in my hairpin before I died. Chuqiu, listen to my advice, let it go, you have done a lot of things wrong, don't Continue to make mistakes." The master sighed again.

"Let it go? You want me to let it go? How can I let it go? How can I let it go!"

The old lady who had regained her youth cried and moved forward, the sage smashed the master's remnants with one finger, and finally hit Zhao Yu's eyebrows!

The ten breaths have passed!In the early autumn of the dying, dressed in red, the red wins the fire, and turns into a little bit of fluorescence, dissipating, and returns to the avenue!

The heaven and the earth mourned, the death knell rang nine times, and the saint fell!

Chapter 0038 Black as Night

In the devastated Gwangju Metropolitan City, the rain of blood is still falling, lightning and thunder, and nine death knells ring in everyone's minds!

Confusion, sorrow, that is the sigh of Dao!

Ordinary people felt the earth-shattering sound outside, and kept trembling in fear at home!

When gods fight, ordinary people are doomed to not even have the qualifications to watch!

The shattered streets suddenly fell silent, and the pillars of light that shot straight into the sky disappeared, and only countless balls of star sand stood in the center, exuding a fascinating star halo, which cut off everyone's visiting eyes .

Liang Po, who came out of the Leishui cage, was about to return to Zhao Yu, when three swords stood in front of him at the same time, and three Dao Realm masters in blue robes blocked his way from different angles!

Everyone is waiting with bated breath, waiting for the moment when the star dust will disperse, whether the emperor's grandson Zhao Yutusheng or both will die together!

But the star sand has been refusing to disperse for a long time, and is still standing silently!

Soon, some people couldn't help it!

"The traitor Yunyan dared to assassinate His Royal Highness the Great Xia Emperor Taisun in the street. He deserved death. Forgive me, Mr. Yuan, for being late in saving me. Let's take action to capture and destroy the traitor!" A strong voice came from the other side of Guangyu City Sounding, from far to near, the moment has arrived!

The Dao soul appeared behind the visitor, and the rain from the sky and the earth gathered to form a huge water giant with a blurred face but wearing a crown. The giant raised his fists above his head, and punched down the ball made of star sand!

First-rank Dao Soul, Lord Donghai!

The tenth place on the Shanhai list, the suzerain of Haicuo Sect, Yuan Jiang!

Haicuozong, one of the ten great sects of Great Xia, is the sharpest knife cultivated by Empress Wu after succeeding to the throne. Yuan Jiang showed his fangs without hesitation at this time. There was a silent roar, and the air under both fists began to vibrate non-stop, and there was an ear-piercing whistling sound!

The supervisor Li Chunfeng, who was on the lower floor of the Shenjing Sitian Tower, changed his face, and slapped the huge bronze pavilion next to him, then lifted it up, and carried the giant coffin on his shoulders. He was about to take the next step, but found a The withered hand pressed on the coffin lid, just pressing it lightly, but it seemed to be heavier than Mount Tai!The huge bronze coffin can no longer move half a point!

The old eunuch came to the Sitian Supervisor again after the last Heavenly Punishment of Mountain and Sea Map!

Under Dong Haijun's fists, the star sand ball exuding misty starlight still didn't respond at all, and it was about to be hammered, when suddenly a huge fireball came down from the sky at an extremely fast speed, emitting endless light, Like the sun falling from the sky.

As soon as he appeared in the sky, the next second, he had already smashed on the East Sea Lord, and the water king whose Taoist soul was condensed was directly evaporated, and amidst the water vapor, an old man with white beard appeared beside the star sand, with a A round of scorching sun rose from behind the big jug, burning everything, and a burning breath rushed towards his face.

There is one more sun in the Metropolitan City!

"It can be regarded as arriving. Fortunately, there is still time. When I first arrived, I saw someone's stinky and shameless face. It was still disgusting as always." The old man looked not far away with disdain and mockery.

A middle-aged man stepped out of the rain, with a strong figure, wearing a blue robe, embroidered with waves of surging waves, his face was a Chinese character face, square and upright, the soul of the East Sea Lord behind him gathered again, huge His body towered to the sky, the blurred face of the King of Blue Water gradually became clear, his eyes opened, and he opened his mouth to let out a roar!

The Lord of Water roars at the scorching sun, water and fire are incompatible based on the origin of the Dao!

Today is destined to be recorded in the annals of history, a day that will cause infinite waves in Daxia!

In this Guangzhou Metropolitan City, most of the palm-bound masters of the birth and death realm gathered in the vast land of Shenzhou, as well as the Youyi Army, one of the upper four armies, showed their sharpness, and some saints even fell in public, raining blood to the sky!

All of this is for one person to kill each other, and at the center of this turbulent meeting, our Royal Highness the Emperor Taisun is still in the star sand on the street, life or death is unknown!

While confronting each other, the spherical star sand suddenly reacted, and began to scatter down one by one from the top, like fireflies flying in the sky all over the sky. One grain can set off a bloodbath in Daxia, causing countless monks to fight for it.

Among the fluorescent lights flying all over the sky, a young tall and straight figure stood quietly, with countless black hair hanging down his back, his hands hanging on both sides, holding a simple wooden hairpin in his right hand, and his eyes closed tightly.

There was one red vertical line between the frowning eyebrows, but now it has become two lines, as if someone drew two strokes between the eyebrows with a vermilion pen. Who in the whole world is qualified to write between the eyebrows of the great grandson of the Great Xia?

Only heaven!

Red cinnabar, Tu Shengwen!

The two saints died because of him, and the cause and effect of the heavenly law will be borne by him alone!

The closed eyes opened, and the pupils were not black flames, but silver mist swirling pupils, and a huge ancient ruin loomed within the pupils!

He woke up.

He is still alive!

Zhao Yu's changing eyes gradually turned black, and he regained his pure eyes. First, he simply pulled up the hair behind him and tied it in a knot. Then he inserted the wooden hairpin in his right hand back into his hair, and finally turned around. Not far away was the Sect Master of the Haicuo Sect, who heard a faint voice and a thunderclap on the ground.

"Are you going to rebel?"

The Tu Sheng pattern on the young man's eyebrows was as bright red as blood, and his ebony eyes met the eyes of the great master Yuan Jiang.

The master of Hai Cuo Sect seemed to have a rough sea roaring in his eyes, and there was a hint of murderous intent hidden in his eyes. After looking at each other for a while, he took the initiative to look away and said word by word: "I don't dare, I just want to save you." Your Highness!"

"So that's it. I'm fine now. You can go. There are some things that will last forever."

Yuan Jiangfang's square face was expressionless, and he didn't reply. He paused for a long time, and behind him Donghai Jundaohun looked down at Zhao Yu, ready to move!

Lu Yao, the lord of the Sun Moon Sect, snorted coldly, stepped forward, and the light behind him shone brightly!

After a while, Yuan Jiangzong finally lowered his head, bowed and said, "Yes, this subordinate will leave!"

Immediately, he put away his Dao Soul, turned around and left without dragging his feet, and the three master-level monks holding swords in front of Liang Po also left.

The Guangyu City under the torrential rain really calmed down this time. Standing in the rain, Zhao Yu first nodded to Da Ri Wuzong, and then slowly fell backwards!

He is indeed too tired!

A pair of hands hugged him tightly from behind, it was Liang Po!Then he strode towards the only old house standing alone in this area!

The gate of the old house opened, and there was a girl's exclamation and Xiao Huang's restless dragon roar coming from inside!

Then the gate of the old house was closed again, and there was a creaking sound of being in disrepair, as if to tell the world that everything was settled!

The battle in the wide area city ended here, which meant that the battle outside the wide area city with the great master was coming to an end.

The small woods outside the city no longer existed, and only a large piece of bare sand was left, which was still covered with huge pits and pits.

Huang Ting, the seventh great master in the Shanhai Ranking, stood under the rain with a big summer dragonfinch in his left hand, and the sharp saber energy on his body was still radiating out, making the surrounding space feel blurred, but holding the saber His left hand was trembling slightly.

Opposite, the old man in black robe is still sitting on the Naihe Bridge of Huangquan River, and the beautiful woman in white clothes is standing beside him with empty eyes. If you look carefully, you will find that the exposed skin of the girl in white clothes is like cracked porcelain. Covered with dense fine lines, it is terrifying!

Bai Mingxiu's hands playing the piano had already stopped, and he looked at Guangyu City with a sad expression, and then his tears fell like rain, and the tears merged into the rainstorm, making it impossible to distinguish each other.

He howled!

He loved her for nearly a hundred years!From the first eye contact with her.

She hasn't loved him for nearly a hundred years, and she's always been looking for someone else. She's been wearing red clothes for half her life for someone else, wishing she could marry that person right away.

He hid for her all his life, but in the end he realized that fear of death had become instinctive, and he didn't even dare to see her for the last time!

When I looked up at you, you were always looking at him, and for you I dyed myself as black as the night.

Chapter 0039

Under the torrential rain, the Gwangju Metropolitan City was under martial law until night, so the silence was a little scary.

In the old house in Tsing Yi Lane, Zhao Yu lay on his back and fell into a coma, Miss Ruyue wiped the cold sweat from Zhao Yu's face with a towel from time to time, while Liang Po was still leaning on the big gourd, guarding Zhao Yu's side, Stay close!

A moment later, the great master Huang Ting pushed open the gate of the old house, walked in, suddenly fell head-on, and also fell into a coma!

But tonight, many people are destined to stay up all night!

Zhao Yu's first night in a coma in the old mansion.

The aged old queen lay quietly on a recliner in the Lingbo Hall of the White Emperor Palace, with her eyes slightly closed, and a person beside her gently shook a palace fan for her, and the soft wind blew the old queen's white snow. Her sideburns seemed to smooth out the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes and restore the appearance of the most beautiful woman in the world in the past.

It was late at night, and the entire huge Lingbo Hall was empty except for them, and it seemed a little quiet.

"Xiu'er, Yuan Jiang made a move in the end, which is different from what you said at the beginning." The old queen opened her eyes, and there was no look of old age in her eyes, she said lightly.

"I have already explained to him, but the knife is too far away from my hand, I always think about doing something by myself, and I will take his arm when I come back, which is an explanation to Yu'er."

Empress Wu's hand shaking the fan paused for a moment, and then continued to fan the old empress.

"Then what is your intention to stop Li Chunfeng?" The old queen turned her head to look into Empress Wu's eyes, and continued to ask.

"Shanhaitu has a great relationship with the Tianwu Army. The beast tide has used Heaven's Punishment before, so for the sake of Western Xinjiang, these two should be kept as much as possible. I know that Yuan Jiang's knife will be disobedient, so I sent people to Japan earlier. Yue Zong found Lu Yao and asked him to do meritorious deeds." Empress Wu's eyes were as calm as water, and she spoke in a low voice to explain in the old lady's ear.

She seldom explains to people, as the regent of Da Xia, Empress Wu, she doesn't need to explain to anyone at all, but now it is her mother, the Empress Dowager who put her in that position 15 years ago, who is asking her.

"The one who jumped out this time, should be killed, and should be beaten. Our Zhao family has been silent for a long time in the past few years, and people have forgotten the majesty of the Lord of Great Xia. This person is easy to forget, okay If you get a scar, you will forget the pain, since you dare to stretch your claws at the only seedling of our old Zhao family, I will wring your heads off, if you don't do it, I will let Tianwu do it."

The old lady was really angry this time, her murderous aura was wanton, even the air in Lingbo Hall dropped a bit, Zhao Yu was a Nilin who could not be touched to her, if anyone touched her, she would Let someone die!

"Don't worry, mother, I know how to do it."

The old lady nodded and closed her eyes again. She stopped talking and breathed evenly after a while, as if she had fallen asleep peacefully.

"The daughter will leave first. It's getting late. The queen mother should go to bed early. I have ordered the imperial dining room to make some snacks, which should be delivered immediately. The queen mother hasn't eaten anything all day. Now that the imperial son is fine, the queen mother You can also eat something to fill your stomach."

Empress Wu put down the palace fan in her hand, said goodbye, got up and walked out of Lingbo Hall, and walked into the boundless night of Baidi Palace.

After a while, the old queen, who had already fallen asleep, opened her eyes, turned her body sideways, but there were sighs and sorrows invisible to ordinary people in her eyes, and she muttered to herself:

"Our generation is no match for time after all, and the curtain is about to end. At the beginning of the year, Bi Mawen died. You and I have been fighting for nearly a hundred years. Now even you are dead. Now it is my turn, Yuer, Yuer Son, grandma can't protect you for long, you did a good job this time, very good."

The moment Empress Wu walked out of the Lingbo Hall, she regained her disdain for the world. The guards along the road immediately knelt down when they saw it from a distance, and just followed Empress Wu all the way to the Phoenix Terrace!

Those who are superior are destined to become more and more lonely, but they are no different from those who speak!

Zhao Yu's second day in a coma.

Martial law was lifted in the Metropolitan City, and people took to the streets one after another. Looking at the destructive power of the world, they once again felt the power and amazing destructive power of the top monks, and all the forces in the whole Great Xia were detonated by a news.

Zhao Yu, the great grandson of the Great Xia Emperor, killed the traitor, the red-clothed gun, and the god of luck, who was dying in the city of Guangyu in the early autumn, and avenged half of his father!

The whole world began to formally get to know His Royal Highness, the grandson of the emperor, who had been hidden behind a thick fog. The moment he made a move, he shocked the world!

Tu Sheng?Tu Sheng!

How bloody, what unreachable words!

As an alley very close to the center of Shenjing, Liuye Lane is adjacent to the majestic Baidi Palace and Sitian Pagoda, and together with Zizhu Lane, it is called the two most noble alleys in Shenjing except the imperial palace.

Almost all the residences of princes and nobles are located on these two streets. There is a saying among the folks that if a stone falls from the sky one day and hits a carriage in Liuye and Zizhu Lane, it will most likely be the first product of the current dynasty. Sir!

Foreigners who come to Shenjing to play must also come to these two alleys to watch from a distance, get a taste of the official atmosphere here, and if they are lucky, they will happen to meet some marquis or general on their trip, and they can also see the respected people. Rong, going back is bragging capital.

Liuye Lane and Zizhu Lane are also very interesting. The two alleys are adjacent to each other. Zizhu Lane has a long history, and the people living in it are some officials who have been in power since the opening of the dynasty. They are all white, and some even have to go to the Jinluan Hall on crutches, and Liuye Lane was built after Empress Wu took the throne. Among them, all the relatives are the residences of young ministers, and they are also the mainstay of Daxia.

On weekdays, these two streets are crowded with horses and pedestrians every day, especially before the morning court every day, as if it was an agreement, a neat row of carriages waited at the gate of the mansion, and then set off together, two people lined up. The team drove into Baidi City together, and the scene was spectacular.

But today these two alleys have completely different atmospheres. The whole Liuye Alley is terribly depressed. The servants looked at their masters with gloomy or thoughtful expressions, and were too frightened to vent their anger loudly. Several masters dropped the inkstones that they usually regarded as treasures in the study.