After the truth came out, they begged me not to die.

There are only three days left for the enthronement ceremony.

I don't know why, but Chen Zun always feels a little uneasy deep in his heart.

He took a deep breath and said to himself: "I hope it's okay."

Afterwards, he found a place by himself and settled down in Purple Dragon City.

In the blink of an eye, two days passed.

More people crowded into the city, and it was overcrowded everywhere and extremely congested.

"The princess is here, everyone is waiting to make way!"

"Get out of the way!"

Suddenly, dozens of golden-armored Imperial Guards were quickly clearing the streets in the city, yelling at pedestrians.

Groups of black-armored soldiers immediately guarded both sides of the street.

In the distance, dozens of honor guard knights were marching slowly and neatly in bright golden heavy armor with black flags behind their backs.

Behind them are a group of majestic guards.

They were guarding a golden carriage drawn by five white horses.

This is the exclusive carriage of Han Youjin, the current heir to the throne of Daqi.

And this street is the avenue leading from the Princess Mansion to the Royal Palace.

The carriage was so tight that one could not see what was going on inside.

Chen Zun was mixed in the crowd and could feel that the person sitting inside was indeed Han Youjin. He watched the motorcade pass by until it disappeared at the end of the street.

According to the etiquette system, the old emperor abdicated and the new emperor ascended the throne. Wouldn't it be possible to wait for the coronation ceremony tomorrow before Han Youjin could come out of his residence and go straight to the palace to ascend to the throne of the Ninth Five-Year Plan?

Why is it so early!

He looked at the sky.

In the void invisible to mortals, the purple energy transformed by Da Qi's national destiny above was a bit heavier than usual.

In contrast, the suppressive power has also become much stronger.

In the direction of the palace, a faint bloody light emerged.

His intuition told him that this was not normal!

The uneasy feeling in his heart was getting heavier and heavier.

It was like the silence before the heavy rain, extremely dull.

It is also like the suppressed breath before the mountain rain is about to come.

Now the attention of the seven sects has been drawn to the wild border, but here the new emperor of Qi has ascended the throne, and Shen Ruoyan appears mysteriously in Purple Dragon City.

It seems that everything is fine and calm, but in fact there is an undercurrent.

Chen Zun always feels that something will happen tomorrow.

The palace is now shrouded in the purple aura of national destiny. If he rushes in rashly, he will definitely be in danger.

He thought for a while, there were too many people in the city, and there were also many people outside the city.

I decided to go outside the city for a walk.

After leaving the city.

Chen Zun dressed up as a commoner, mingled with the crowd, and walked around the entire Purple Dragon City, and the sky turned dark.

Besides people, they are still people.

He didn't notice anything wrong.

But the more ordinary the surface is, the more abnormal it is.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation!

Chen Zun was about to return to the city, but found that the city gate had been closed. If he wanted to enter the city, he could only wait until dawn.

At this moment, the gentleman's sword in Chen Zunling's stage trembled slightly.

Jianfeng pointed towards a place.

"Ok?"

Chen Zun was confused and looked up.

But he saw that the gentleman's sword was pointing at a middle-aged man in ragged clothes who looked like a beggar.

This man was plain in appearance and smelled filthy. No one dared to be with him. He was sleeping soundly by himself, holding a bamboo pole and leaning against a tree.

There seems to be nothing wrong, so why did Jun Zijian focus on him?

But the sword spirit of Junzijian didn't give many hints.

Chen Zun could only focus on this person, found a place, and pretended to close his eyes and rest.

late at night.

The clouds were overlapping and there was not a trace of moonlight.

It was pitch black all around.

hum!

The Junzi Sword in the Lingtai Consciousness Sea made a slight sword sound.

Chen Zun opened his eyes.

Looking under the tree.

The middle-aged man dressed as a beggar had already stood up, turned around and walked into the deep forest.

Chen Zun also stood up, restrained his breath, and followed quietly.

The middle-aged man took off his clothes and walked more than ten miles without stopping.

Dozens of people had gathered there.

Chen Zun sensed that there was danger among these dozens of people.

That proves that there are at least Void Return Stage monks!

Chen Zun didn't dare to get closer. He was one mile away. For the sake of safety, he also restrained his spiritual thoughts.

The dozens of people gathered together to discuss something in a low voice, and then dispersed in a hurry, each scattering in one direction.

In the blink of an eye, only two people, including the middle-aged man, were left in the same place.

The cultivation level of these two people is only around Nascent Soul.

The two took out a stone pile covered with blood-colored spiritual patterns and a small flag.

Dig a deep hole in the ground and throw stone piles into it to bury it.

Afterwards, he took out several bottles of blood and drew strange patterns on the ground.

People outside the mirror looked at the two people busy and felt that something was wrong.

Ji Yanwu stepped forward and looked at the pattern on the ground. The smell of blood hit her nostrils. She frowned and said, "Master Ge Pavilion, what are they doing? Do you know what this pattern is?"

Ge Moshi looked at the pattern outside the mirror and frowned into the character "Chuan".

After a long time, he said in an uncertain tone: "It seems to be some kind of formation, painted with spiritual blood. I guess it is not a good formation."

But Shen Ruoyan said coldly at this moment: "This is the eye of the Blood Soul Array."

"Blood Soul Array?"

When Han Youjin heard this, his eyes flashed slightly and he turned to stare at Shen Ruoyan.

"What does this have to do with the Blood Soul Pill?"

Everyone looked at Shen Ruoyan.

But she said expressionlessly: "The blood soul array is a formation that condenses mortal souls and blood essence. The purpose is to collect souls and blood essence to refine the blood soul pill."

These words made Ji Yanwu look astonished and said: "How do you know that you are so careful...they are from your Wuji Palace?!"

"Did you just see it now?"

Shen Ruoyan curled her lips and said, "I was the one pretending to be that girl before. Now it seems that except for my husband recognizing me, you didn't notice at all."

"What, you were pretending to be the girl before!"

Everyone was in an uproar, some couldn't believe it.

Zhao Lingyun said anxiously: "So, the Blood Soul Pill has nothing to do with my brother. It was done by people from your Wuji Palace?"

"That's true."

After receiving Shen Ruoyan's confirmation, Zhao Lingyun breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, turned to look at Han Youjin, and said loudly: "Han Youjin, do you hear me? The matter of the Blood Soul Pill was done by the demon cultivator of Wuji Palace and has nothing to do with my brother. You have wronged him. !”

Han Youjin said coldly: "How can you believe what the witch says?"

Shen Ruoyan rolled her eyes.

"believe it or not."

Ji Yanwu stepped forward and gently held Han Youjin's hand, saying: "Although Shen Ruoyan is a heinous witch, it seems that she did not panic. The Blood Soul Pill was not done by Chen Zun. You may have really wrongly blamed him." ”

"Yes, Queen Daqi, although I also hate the Demon Lord, the matter of the Blood Soul Pill seems to have nothing to do with the Demon Lord."

Someone outside the mirror echoed Ji Yanwu's words.

Han Youjin snorted coldly.

"Wrong blame? I saw with my own eyes that he slashed at millions of people with his sword and killed my father with my own hands. How can this be false?"