Stunning beauty

cold night.

The blood-stained frost flowers are falling, so beautiful that it makes people heartache.

In the extremely cloudy time created by life, the sky and the earth were frozen, and above Fengtian Temple, the entire void seemed to be frozen.

Blessed by the Nine Cauldrons, the great dragon finally assembled and formed was severely injured again by Bai Yuzhen with the dragon ball, and it was difficult to recover for a while.

For today's situation, Li Ziye planned for too long, just to deal with this big dragon, he prepared many countermeasures.

In the void, the cold air filled the air, and the dragon's aura became weaker and weaker, and even his body became very transparent.

The dragon was suppressed, and the mist that covered the palace immediately dissipated a lot.

In the small wooden house in the east courtyard of Taixue Palace, Kong Qiu stared in the direction of the palace, and a flash of concentration flashed in his old eyes.

I saw it.

What a heavy yin!

In the depths of the palace, there seemed to be a powerful aura.

With Jiuding pressing down, I still can't see clearly.

Must call in to see.

Thinking of this, Kong Qiu opened his mouth and said via voice transmission, "Little guy, there is something abnormal deep in the palace, and it seems that there is an unusually powerful aura hidden, but with the Nine Cauldrons of Zhenshi, I can't see what it is."

"understood."

Outside the palace, Li Ziye heard the voice transmission from the head of Confucianism, and replied calmly, "Don't worry, when the little uncle breaks through this palace, all those ghosts and monsters will come out."

"Be quick."

Inside the Taixue Palace, Kong Qiu reminded, "The white flood dragon will not be able to suppress the big dragon for too long. With the Nine Cauldrons of Suppressing the World, the power of the big dragon will recover soon."

"clear."

Li Ziye nodded and said, "After a while, the four Martial Kings and I will also enter the palace. At that time, I will remind my uncle."

"You should also pay attention to your identity."

In the cabin, Kong Qiu said seriously, "If someone links you with the King of Clothes, there will be flaws in your plan."

"Don't worry, Confucian chief."

In the dark corner, Li Ziye replied, "When necessary, the son of the Li family will appear in front of everyone. King Commoner and the four kings of Wu will enter the palace. Suspect."

Having said that, Li Ziye's tone paused, and he asked, "Confucian chief, isn't the Confucian sect in the game?"

"What do you want Confucianism to do?" Kong Qiu condensedly asked in Taixue Palace.

Outside the palace, Li Ziye hesitated for a moment, and replied, "Forget it, don't get involved with Confucianism for now, so as not to get burned."

Taixue Palace, North Campus.

Under the night, Bai Wangyu, dressed in a white Confucian robe, stood quietly in the courtyard, looking in the direction of the palace, his eyes hard to hide the worry.

He knew that tonight was very important to Brother Li.

Not only to avenge Miss Li's assassination in Nanling, but also to use today's opportunity to establish a new opponent for the royal family, the commoner king and the Taoist sect!

In this way, the pressure on the Li family will be much less.

In the past, the King of Commoner was promoted by the Shang Emperor to deal with the Li family's sword. After tonight, the King of Commoner is a conspirator with a deep scheming and an astonishing background.

The Emperor Shang was suspicious. With a plotter like the King of Commoner who exposed his Taoist background in the court, he must be worried. In a short time, he must not have the energy to pay attention to the Li family.

At least, before determining the threat level of the commoner king and the Daoist sect, the Li family can get a precious respite.

In the past, he only knew that Brother Li was very smart. It wasn't until the beginning of this game that he realized that Brother Li's wisdom was beyond the words smart.

monster!

No wonder the Li family has developed to such an extent in just over ten years.

Now, he finally knows why the Confucian leader said that the son of destiny can only be Brother Li.

Brother Li has an irreplaceability that no one else has.

Just like the celestial girl in Mobei and the scholar in the Western Regions, they can change an era by themselves.

"has not rested yet?"

At some point, from behind, Chen Qiaoer stepped forward and asked.

"Can't sleep."

Bai Wangyu replied softly, "It's too noisy."

"It's really noisy."

Chen Qiaoer looked at the sky above the palace and asked, "Seeing how worried you are, all of today's events were designed by that Li family kid, right?"

"Ah."

Bai Wangyu didn't hide anything, and nodded in response, "Miss Li was assassinated in Nanling, Brother Li was very angry, so he designed today's game to seek justice for Miss Li."

"Justice?"

Chen Qiaoer heard the words, and said with a half-smile, "Such a big commotion is not as simple as seeking justice. There are other purposes, right?"

"There are some."

Bai Wangyu nodded and replied, "Not many."

"Ah."

Chen Qiaoer smiled lightly and didn't ask any more questions.

She is not interested in conspiracy and calculation, but what she is interested in is, with such a big commotion, does Confucianism really do nothing?

If so, how boring.

She never rested, just waiting to find something to do.

The imperial palace is about to be pierced through. Could it be that there are no monsters and ghosts running out?

At the same time, in Li Yuan, in the inner courtyard, Li Youwei was not busy checking the accounts, but watched the direction of the palace, waiting for the final result.

On the side, Huanzhu accompanied quietly, without saying a word.

"It's not over yet, is it?"

In the room not far away, Mao Nanfeng finished today's experiment early, walked out quickly, looked at the sky above the palace, and asked.

"It's early."

In the opposite room, Hong Candle washed another plate of fresh fruit and walked out, said while eating, "Just suppressed that big dragon, little uncle can fight freely now."

At the same time, outside the imperial palace, on the roof of a residential building, Xiao Xiao sat there dragging her chin, watching this lively drama with great interest, wishing she could also participate in it.

It's a pity that she is just a nanny and doesn't know how to fight.

When will she be as handsome as the Rakshasa King, who can pierce through the entire Great Shang Palace alone with a single sword.

The imperial palace, in front of Fengtian Hall.

Dalong was suppressed, the last worry in Tao Yaoyao's heart disappeared, and her eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Earth Sword!"

The fighting spirit was at its peak, Tao Yaoyao's whole body was surging with zhenqi, and an illusory dao flower appeared in the sky, dazzling and dazzing.

"Too Shangxin will defy the universe!"

The sword of the Supreme Master reappeared, and its power was incomparably majestic. Tao Yaoyao moved her body, moved her sword, and turned the world around with a single strike.

On the thousand-story stone steps, the man in white saw the sword light coming through the air in front of him, his expression changed slightly, his cultivation base was also pushed to the limit, the false flowers condensed, and he turned his palms to block the attack.

They clashed with swords, but saw blood splatter, and broken arms flew down in response.

Then, before he could regain his senses, the sword edge passed, a sword sealed his throat, and blood gushed out, staining the night sky with ink.

The man in white trembled, staggered a few steps, his face showed disbelief, his remaining left hand held his throat, but he couldn't hide the blood that kept gushing out.

At the throat, the black air flow is surging, trying to repair the wound, however, the poison of weak water is extremely strong in the world, once it is contaminated, it will be difficult for gods to save it.

An incomplete immortal body is not an immortal body after all.

"His Majesty."

At the last moment of his life, the man in white turned his head and looked in the direction of Shou'an Hall. He staggered on his feet, and after a few breaths, he fell down weakly.

"Sir, try your best."