A dark villain came to Jinting Bulaoxiang

The concubine was furious, she waved her hand violently, and several guards behind her immediately rushed forward. They all had grim expressions and tense muscles, like ferocious beasts.

Their steps were firm and powerful, and each step made a dull sound on the ground. The guards pushed the door open with all their strength. Under the huge impact, the door made a loud "creaking" sound and was about to fall.

When the little fox saw the concubine forcing her way in, fear appeared in its eyes, and its tiny body trembled slightly, like a fallen leaf in the wind.

Its tail was tucked tightly between its legs, and it turned and ran towards the mourning hall. Its paws ran quickly on the ground, making a slight "tapping" sound.

On the other side, Xiao Sizhe was secretly thinking about his plan. There was a cunning light in his eyes, and his fingers gently stroked the brush.

He carefully and secretly integrated the internal energy's mutually opposing and repelling mental method into the "Eternal Life Secret".

The paper of the book was as white as snow, and the handwriting was neat and beautiful. Emperor Yuxuan couldn't put it down, and as soon as Xiao Sizha wrote it, he couldn't wait to practice it.

Emperor Yuxuan's face showed excitement and concentration, as if he was immersed in this magical world of martial arts.

His eyes were fixed on the Secret of Immortality, he was mumbling something, leaning forward slightly, and his hands were constantly making various gestures. His forehead was slightly sweaty, but he didn't care at all, he was completely immersed in the charm of martial arts.

Emperor Yuxuan was practicing with great enthusiasm, his focused expression seemed to be isolated from the outside world. At this moment, the little fox rushed into the mourning hall like a white lightning.

Its fur was slightly messy, and its eyes were full of panic and anxiety. The little fox's claws were scratching the ground quickly, making a rustling sound.

"Oh no, oh no! The concubine rushed in aggressively. The emperor might be practicing the art of longevity! The emperor, please hide quickly!!"

The little fox's voice was sharp and urgent, breaking the silence in the mourning hall. While the little fox was shouting, he looked at Emperor Yuxuan nervously, his ears erect and his tail wagging restlessly.

Emperor Yuxuan was practicing with great enthusiasm, and no one had ever dared to control him like this. His face suddenly darkened, his brows knitted, and his eyes flashed with anger. "My good concubine is so bold! How dare she restrict me? Does she think she is my mother?" Even I dare not treat him like this. Huh!

Emperor Yuxuan's voice was low and majestic, echoing in the mourning hall like thunder. He clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turned white, and his veins gradually bulged, as if he would explode at any time. Emperor Yuxuan glared at the little fox, revealing a hint of dissatisfaction and confusion in his eyes.

The little fox squatted there, licking its paws nervously. Its eyes kept looking towards the door, its ears pricked up, listening vigilantly to the noise outside. "Yes, yes, yes, she rushed in saying that, and we couldn't stop her!" The little fox's voice was full of helplessness and anxiety. The little fox's eyes revealed worry and fear, and its body trembled slightly, as if it was afraid of the coming storm.

Emperor Yuxuan's anger was like a volcano about to erupt. His fists were clenched so tightly that they made a creaking sound. The air around him seemed to become heavy because of his anger.

The little fox ran to the door and looked out. Its body was trembling slightly, and its tail was tightly clasped between its legs.

"Here she comes, here she comes, she rushes in." The little fox's voice was full of fear. The little fox turned around and looked at Emperor Yuxuan, his eyes full of help and expectation.

Xiao Si stood aside, writing the secret of longevity carefully and attentively, as if nothing had anything to do with him.

Haofei walked quickly to the door of the mourning hall. Her gorgeous dress fluttered slightly with her steps, making a slight rustling sound.

Her face was so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip out of it, her slender eyebrows were tightly knitted, and her eyes were full of arrogance and anger. That anger was like a burning flame, hot and fierce.

She took a large portion of braised pork chop from the guard. The pork chop was bright red and exuded an alluring aroma. The aroma spread in the air and penetrated into people's noses, making people salivate.

Hao Fei held the pork chop as if she were holding a precious treasure, and her cautious look formed a sharp contrast with the arrogance on her face.

Hao Fei walked in without even saying hello, her steps were firm and powerful, each step on the ground made a crisp "da da" sound, as if carrying an unstoppable momentum. That momentum was like a surging wave, unstoppable.

"Your Majesty, I brought your favorite..." The concubine's voice was gentle and charming, like a spring breeze, gently blowing through people's hearts.

Her eyes sparkled with anticipation, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a charming smile. However, before she could finish her words, a strong gust of wind rushed towards her.

Hao Fei's face turned pale in an instant, like a bloodless piece of white paper. Her eyes were wide open, full of fear. That fear was like a frightened deer, panicking and helpless.

At that critical moment, the concubine's body reacted instinctively. She turned slightly to the side, her feet slid quickly, and the hem of her skirt rose slightly like a blooming flower. She tapped the ground with her toes, trying to change her direction and avoid the surging wind.

She thought to herself that this was not good, and quickly pushed the pork chop box forward. Her fingers trembled slightly, and she pushed the box with all her strength. The box rushed forward at a high speed under her push, like a shield.

Hao Fei used the force to dodge backwards, her body flying backwards like a light swallow. Her hair fluttered in the air like black silk. Her arms were slightly open to keep her body balanced. She stared at the strong wind, her heart filled with fear and anxiety.

Unfortunately, Emperor Yuxuan's internal force was too strong for a concubine to compare to. No matter how fast the concubine dodged, the internal force was so strong and swift that even the pork chop box that was pushed out was bounced back and hit the concubine's chest hard. The moment the box hit, there was a dull "bang" sound.

Hao Fei felt a sharp pain in her chest, as if she was hit by a heavy hammer. The pain was like a sharp arrow, piercing her body. Fortunately, there was a lot of flesh in front of her, otherwise I am afraid that several tendons and bones would be broken.

Even so, the concubine was injured internally and spat out a mouthful of blood. The blood drew an arc in the air, like a blooming red flower. Her face was as pale as paper, and her body was shaky, as if she would fall down at any time.

Her eyes were filled with pain and despair, and that despair was like an endless darkness that enveloped her. The atmosphere in the mourning hall suddenly became tense and depressing, as if a storm was about to come. The emperor actually took a ruthless action against him for the secret of immortality.