My Fabulous Star Wife

"What's all the fuss about." A middle-aged man with a horoscope glared at the screaming person displeasedly, but then his eyes darkened. "With such a strong destructive power, Chen Wu is only left. The next shriveled bone?"

"Judging from the traces of destruction here, it must be a small god-level powerhouse." Another person answered.

"Little god-level powerhouse?" The middle-aged man with a beard stroked his chin. "It's interesting. I didn't expect Zhongtu to have such a master."

"It seems that the Blue Lingzhu must have fallen into his hands."

"At all costs, I will find him by digging three feet."

After discussing the matter, the group made a decision and went to various places to find the mysterious powerhouse.

Wherever they went, as long as they were quasi-god level cultivators, they were annihilated by them, and for a while, there was a wave of waves in the moon worship dynasty.

Everyone is afraid of it all day long.

After the Xuanwu Emperor got the news, he was very angry and ordered the various ministries to conduct a strict investigation at all costs to bring this group of people to justice.

Originally, King Qin killed himself, and the other three powers were retreated. The Moon-Waiting Dynasty was developing rapidly and the situation was very good. Because of this incident, it suddenly cast a shadow.

Palace of Universe.

Emperor Xuanwu sat on the dragon chair with a pale face, and the fifth prince stood below.

"How is the investigation?" Emperor Xuanwu asked. "Your Majesty, the minister is incompetent. I haven't found too much valuable information for the time being. However, according to the existing survey data, the other party has ten people, distributed in various places, with very similar methods and similar cultivation bases, at least they are all small gods. Strength. Only

I haven't found out where they came from..."

The dark guard leader Fang Xuan said.

In this matter, the imperial court sent a patrol battalion to no avail, so the secret guard was dispatched.

"What? Little god, and there are ten people?"

Emperor Xuanwu showed a shocked expression on his face, and collapsed on the dragon chair.

The others present were also shocked.

Ten little gods?

Where did it come from?

The three little gods of the other three major forces have already wiped out one, and the remaining two are also very honest, retiring to the mountains and retreating into seclusion.

Where did these ten suspected murderers of little gods come from? What is their purpose in coming to worship the moon?

A series of questions popped up in Emperor Xuanwu's mind, and his heart sank abruptly.

"In any case, we must look for them. These people dare to kill the warriors of the Moon worship dynasty. They are enemies and not friends. They must be delivered as soon as possible."

Emperor Xuanwu said in a deep voice.

This kind of terrifying powerhouse hiding in the dark was the greatest threat to the Moon Worship Dynasty.

Unfortunately, his time is running out

...

In a blink of an eye, three months passed. Lin Feng leisurely practiced alchemy and cultivation in the Palace of Bliss. In three months, his cultivation level has improved a lot. Although he is still in the little god, he can already break through the little god. The reason why he didn't break through was thinking Own foundation

More stable.

Under the guidance of Lin Feng, Xiaochunzi also broke through to a half-step quasi-shenzhen.

The three months were very quiet, and nothing special happened in the imperial capital.

On this day, Lin Feng was lying on a chair in the yard with a book, basking in the sun and reading, when suddenly a figure hurried over.

The visitor was an old eunuch.

"Fourth Your Majesty, Your Majesty seems to be dying. The prince asked the old slave to invite Princess Qing back to the palace and see your Majesty for the last time."

Lin Feng asked strangely: "He is only sixty years old. According to his cultivation base, he can live for five hundred years without a problem. How could he suddenly fail?"

"Last time the Poison King gave His Majesty Wuying Mie Hun San. His Majesty was poisoned too deeply and has not been cured. For the sake of the stability of the court, he has been blocking the news. Now I can't hide it if I want to hide it." The husband looked sad. , Said Shen Sheng.

Lin Feng was stunned. It stands to reason that a small god-level figure like Grandpa Emperor would detoxify him. It shouldn't be a big problem, but it was not cured. There must be something wrong with it.

"Grandpa Huang can't help it?" Lin Feng asked.

"No..." The old **** shook his head, "I heard that your majesty has forcibly practiced the royal secret method, hurting the roots, causing the toxins to spread too fast, and the emperor is at a loss."

Lin Feng waved his hand, "Go, Princess Qing is practicing in the backyard."

After the old **** took Princess Qing to leave, Lin Feng still stood in the yard blankly, and had to say that the news still made him feel a little ups and downs.

Although the death of his mother and concubine was caused by him alone, how to say Xuanwu was also his own father, who gave him a life, it is impossible for him to remain indifferent.

...

The imperial capital, the palace of heaven and earth.

Emperor Xuanwu was as thin as wood. Three months ago, he was the majestic emperor, and now he is dying.

Outside the hall, courtiers knelt on the ground, all of them sad.

There are only Princess Qing and the prince in the palace.

"Emperor, have you found the senior little god?" Although Emperor Xuanwu was already dying, he still remembered this matter.

The fifth prince shook his head and whispered: "The son is incompetent, and I haven't found it." Princess Qing said as she sobbed: "Father, that mysterious strong man is in Vermilion Street..."