I just want to be a quiet man

Ruan Xilu unconsciously wrung the brocade handkerchief with both hands, and didn't care if she read it wrong just now, she quickly approached the emperor and said, "The emperor is a body of ten thousand chariots, the outside is so chaotic, please move quickly and leave this place." place, lest the peoples worry!"

She doesn't know anything now, not even who the rebels are.

If someone else rebelled, he could still find a way out by relying on his youth and beauty.But if he really belongs to the Empress Dowager, he, the favorite concubine who has an old grudge with her, is doomed to die, moreover, I'm afraid there will be no place for him to die.

However, as long as the emperor is well-behaved, even if he is forced out of the palace, he will be orthodox after all, and there is still a possibility of calling the whole country to serve the king and return to the throne.

Thinking of this, Ruan Xilu reached out and grabbed the emperor's sleeve, trying to pull him back to the apse and leave the place through the back door.

The emperor stood motionless, like a mountain, no matter how hard Ruan Xilu exerted himself, he remained motionless.

He turned his head, looked through the wide-open palace door and the resplendent eaves, and looked at the blue sky in the courtyard of the deep palace, with a slightly strange expression on his face. device.

But soon, the mouthparts disappeared instantly, and his face returned to normal.

The emperor put one hand behind his back, under the twelve pins, the corner of his mouth was slightly hooked, revealing an unpredictable smile.

He said slowly: "My beloved concubine and I have the same heart and mind. This palace is full of beautiful embroidery, resplendent and resplendent. In this world, people from all over the world come to court, and all people pay homage... However, it is nothing more than a cage after all!"

Ruan Xilu was startled when she heard the words, not understanding what the emperor meant.

The emperor didn't say much, he just said: "My concubine, you stay here alone first, I will go outside to have a look."

With that said, he turned around and strode away.

"boom."

The tall hall door was closed immediately, and the magnificent hall was instantly darkened. The original extravagance seemed to be covered with a layer of gloom.

Ruan Xilu immediately realized that there is a turmoil outside and the din can be heard even in the deep palace. I am afraid that the gate of the palace has already been lost. If the emperor goes out at this time, what should she do if something happens?

Thinking of this, she immediately said: "Your Majesty, wait a minute..."

She quickly walked a few steps to the door, trying to follow, but it was just a closed door, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't open it.

At this time, the sounds of blade clashes, roars, growls, and screams that were already very clear outside suddenly gradually quieted down.

The noise mixed with fighting became smaller and smaller.

Long black hair like a veil hangs down from the top of the temple. While the hair is slightly fluttering, a scarlet blood pupil looks out coldly.

"Ci" looked out through the gate, and there seemed to be doubts in his gloomy eyes.

But soon, she sensed a familiar aura, and without any hesitation, her figure disappeared instantly.

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Zhenxie Daxian Temple.

The incense was burning fiercely, and the smoke billowed up, enveloping the entire temple, and the face of the god statue also looked hazy.

"Yu" sat in the shrine with a gloomy expression, silent.

Outside, more and more clamor rang out.

The smell of blood is mixed with hatred, fear, disgust, resentment, despair... madness diffuses.

As the blood and fear sinking into this land gradually increased, the breath of "depression" increased little by little.

However, compared to his current cultivation base, this recovery speed is really too slow!

"Yu" groaned slightly. At this point, even if the entire city was slaughtered, the power he can recover is very limited...

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. In the entire city, anyone with greed in their hearts could become his slave.

However, just now there was a mortal who broke free from his control.

The statue turned its head little by little and looked in one direction.

"Yu"'s gaze instantly passed through many obstacles, and locked on a mature man standing in the magnificent hall.

The man has a full sky, a high nose and a tiger's mouth, a crown and a body, and his demeanor is majestic and graceful.

Beside him, there are several palace servants and a charming woman who is very close to him.

The man seemed to be aware of it, and turned his head at the same time, looking in the direction of "Yu", but he looked at him from the air.

"Yu" immediately knew that this man was the Ninth Five-Year King of this small world.

It's just that the mortal emperor is still an ant to him.

With a thought in his mind, "Yu" once again had mouthparts appearing on the face of the man in the crown.

However, seeing that the emperor was about to be successfully transformed into a greedy slave, the next moment, his face was clean and returned to normal, as if nothing had happened, and smiled at him.

In an instant, "Yu" immediately felt that he had lost control over all the greedy slaves in the city.

He lost his grip on "greed"!

"Yu" quickly withdrew his eyes and stopped looking at the emperor. At the same time, the first rule on the tombstone appeared in his mind: the king is not against the king...

Chapter 148: Transforming God vs. Transforming God.

Capital city, "Nightmare" Immortal Temple.

The incense sticks were blazing, and the cigarettes were everywhere, filling the hall.

Inside the shrine, the statue that was originally painted on a clay body moved slightly, and instantly changed into Pei Ling's appearance.

After he appeared, his divine sense swept across the whole city in an instant, and he immediately realized that the whole capital was in chaos!

Pei Ling frowned, it was really "depressed", but why are there so many greedy slaves?

Just as she was thinking, a figure flashed at the door, a pale dress crossed the threshold, and she bowed to salute. Her long hair was like a waterfall, scattered all over the ground like running water, and the blood pupil in the hair revealed a respectful look, and said: "My lord."

Seeing "cry", Pei Ling came back to his senses, and immediately asked, "How much has 'Yu''s cultivation recovered?"

"Cry" said: "Go back to the Lord, you have already transformed into a god."

Just apotheosis...

Pei Ling nodded slightly, "Yu"'s current cultivation was not much different from his own.

But the position of the other party has already been exposed. As long as his cultivation is prevented from continuing to recover, after the pink bride is dealt with, he can arrange it immediately!

In the realm of the transformation into a god, "Yu" can't stop Senior Sister Li and Yan Minghua, especially Yan Minghua's hand, and his [Evil Banner]...

Thinking of this, Pei Ling immediately said: "You set off now and go to the death place in Zhangjun."

"Find the tombstone in the territory of 'Yu' and destroy it as much as possible."

The tombstone is very important. "Yu" died in Zhangjun, and there must be greedy slaves guarding it.

"Cry" goes to attack the opponent's tombstone, and "Yu" will definitely draw back to defend himself.

And now, Pei Ling doesn't need "Ci" to successfully smash his tombstone, anyway, as long as he can hold "Yu" temporarily.

Wait until Senior Sister Li and Yan Minghua finish off the pink bride, and then concentrate on killing "Yu"!

"Cry" without any hesitation, saluted and said: "Yes!"

After thinking for a while, she continued, "My lord, I have been protecting that living person according to my lord's instructions during this time."

"But just now..."

"When the mortal emperor went to see the living man, something was wrong."

emperor?

Pei Ling was slightly taken aback. Up to now, he hadn't met that emperor face to face.

After all, the capital city already has "Ci" acting as its surrogate, and the capital of a dynasty, an important place in the capital, affects the whole body.In order to prevent chaos in the world, he has never made any big moves in the capital, and it is almost impossible for people to come...

Thinking of this, Pei Ling immediately asked: Is Ruan Xilu okay?

"Ci" said: "The living person is fine."

Pei Ling nodded, and then said, "I see."

"Take care of 'Yu' first, and you'll set off right away."

"Cry" said: "Yes!"

Before the words fell, his figure had quietly dispersed.

In the empty main hall, Pei Ling was left alone for a while.

His face was calm, and in his eyes, countless small and strange runes rose and intertwined, [Supernatural Ability to Conjure Souls]!

In an instant, all the greedy slaves who were raging in the city, like puppets hanging by invisible threads, all stood still...

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Ruins of a deserted village.

The cold air diffused, and the long grass fell out in all directions.

"boom!!"

With an earth-shattering loud noise, the body lingering with sword intent exploded from mid-air, blood rained down, the bloody aura was overwhelming, and the terrifying impact roared through the entire world like a hurricane.

Li Lieyue was about to take a picture of the tombstone below, but was blocked again.

At the same time, Fu Xuanxu flew upside down and landed heavily on the ground with blood gushing from his mouth, but he was already seriously injured.

In mid-air, Yan Minghua, who was dressed in colorful clothes, frowned and slowly withdrew her hands.

She wanted to deal with the "prisoner" with that palm just now, but she didn't expect that at the critical moment, Senior Brother Fu stood in front of her.

If she hadn't withdrawn a considerable part of her strength in time, I'm afraid that Senior Brother Fu would have followed the fate of Senior Brother Zhongkui and Senior Brother Ning, and died on the spot!

At this time, the whole earth squirmed like running water.

The flesh and blood that Ning Wuye spilled all over the ground was quickly absorbed by the graveyard.

The aura of the pink bride and the "prisoner" increased again, and the distance from Huashen was already only a line away.

Li Lieyue was expressionless, and directly raised the white jade-like catkin, and slammed it towards the lonely tombstone with a palm from the air.

Fu Xuanxu, who was still lying on the ground and couldn't get up, suddenly erupted with a terrific aura around him, and he used [End Dao Qingxian] impressively. His figure was as fast as lightning, and with only a slight movement, he was already in front of the tombstone.

Seeing this scene, Yan Minghua's cherry lips parted slightly, and he raised his hand, but in the end he didn't make any move.

Senior Brother Fu is already bewildered by the ghosts, so even if he tries to stop Li Yaonu, it is meaningless.

More importantly, the rules of this world... If you die, you can start over!

boom! ! !

The ground shook violently, and a huge deep pit appeared on the ground. On the edge of the deep pit, traces of cobwebs were cracked towards the surroundings. Ground springs gushed out, sand and stone splashed, and filled the air like a dust storm.For a moment, the sky was dim and the sky was dark, and the wind roared and rushed around.

Bright blood stains and meat sauce floated around.

The pink bride and the breath of the "prisoner" finally successfully recovered to Huashen!

Li Lieyue's expression was flat, unmoved at all.

Both being Huashen, these two ghosts are no match for her!

Even if a few hypocritical disciples exploded themselves, it would be nothing but a futile struggle.

Li Lieyue stepped forward, and a dark wind blew up behind her. In the coldness, pairs of black pupils gradually opened.

The smoky skirt swayed, and the ghost maid walked out of the void without a sound, and surrounded her side.

Yan Minghua looked at the "prisoner" coldly, and said in an indifferent voice: "Li Yaonv, you deal with the pink bride."

"Give me this one."

"I'm going to get rid of it myself!"

While speaking, the aura of his whole body was rising steadily, his long hair was fluttering, and the corners of his eyes and brows contained cold evil spirits. In the void, a small group of light pink silk umbrellas appeared all over the sky like dandelions.

Li Lieyue nodded slightly, and the ghost maid next to her either covered her lips and smiled lightly, or rolled her eyes, or Pingting moved... "Hee hee... hee hee... hee hee... hee..." In the cold snicker , Floating to the pink bride one after another.

At this time, the pink bride slowly raised her hand, flicking her five fingers in vain, and huge ghosts crawled out of the cemetery immediately.

The ghost is as big as a mountain, with strange shapes and extremely cold breath.

They raised their heads and let out a stern roar, without any hesitation, they greeted the ghost maid.

Boom boom boom...

The war broke out in an instant!

One after another silk umbrellas were erratic and densely packed, and immediately flew towards the "prisoner".