Painting the Ruthless Tyrant of the Rivers and Lakes

The roof of the attic, Zhu Youwen's ferocity, and Li Sizhao's sternness, were all clearly seen by the Empress.

"This Li Sizhao committed suicide, and his life will not be long." She shook her head lightly.

Jin Wang Li Ke used his subordinates, although there were thirteen imperial guards, but very few were worthy of use. Coupled with the intrigue inside the Tongwen Museum, the people were not in harmony, but they were the most dangerous.

The country of Qi is located in a remote place, so it would be a good thing to find a safe place, but... oh!

Suddenly, three disgraced figures came back, they were the three daughters of Yang Yantian.

Seeing the distressed appearance of the three of them, Xuan Jingtian was horrified, "Sister, what's wrong with you? Who hurt you like this."

Guangmutian went to help Fanyintian, Duowentian went to help Yang Yantian, and fed the second daughter a few wound medicines.

The empress narrowed her eyes, her expression was cold, "This is an injury caused by Wu Lei Tian Xin Jue? How is it possible?"

As far as she knew, Chang Xuanling and Xu Huan, who knew Wu Lei Tian Xin Jue, were taking care of Zhong Xiaokui on the roof of the inn.

"Who hurt you?" the Empress asked.

"It's Ji Ruxue and Lu Linxuan, they also learned Wu Lei Tian Xin Jue," Miao Chengtian said weakly.

"Ji Ruxue? Didn't she come back with you?" The Empress was taken aback.

Yang Yantian shook her head, "We accepted her, but she didn't want to come back, alas, and said..." She muttered, and swallowed the second half of the sentence.

"What else?" the Empress asked forcefully.

"Also, she lived a good life there, let the empress forget about her," Yang Yantian hesitated.

"What?" The empress was startled, staggered half a step, and Duo Wentian was so frightened that she hurried to help her up.

The empress shook off her hand angrily, looked at the inn, her heart was bleeding, could it be that Ji Ruxue was blaming me for sacrificing her just to save Xuan Jingtian?

Or is it that these 18 years of affection are not worth the rhetoric of a bad man?

She was stunned, she was at a loss, could it be that she did something wrong?Was it abandoned by Ji Ruxue?

She even had the urge to go over and question Ji Ruxue face to face.

However, she held back after all. At this moment, the hatred for Zhu Youwen in her heart was simply monstrous and fierce.

In the star-like eyes, there is a purple light flashing, which is extraordinarily cold.

The six holy princesses looked at each other, and felt cold all over their bodies. The angry empress was like an iceberg of ten thousand years, and no one dared to approach her.

Guangmu Tian swallowed his saliva in horror, and mumbled: "Empress, what should we do now?"

"Wait, if Zhu Youwen reveals his flaws, I will give him a fatal blow," the Empress said coldly.

A woman's desire for revenge is extremely strong.

At this time, nearly a thousand members of Tongwen Museum drew their bows and arrows, and the rain of arrows enveloped Zhu Youwen.

Li Sizhao grinned grimly, "Ghost King, I have a thousand archers, today you are doomed."

Zhu Youwen shook his head, "In your eyes, they are archers, but in my eyes, they are just bugs, die."

He pumped up his true qi, and the Tianzi's dragon-slaying technique was pushed to the limit. He was full of demonic energy, releasing a terrifying aura like hell. In the blink of an eye, a black prison that splashed the sky was released from above his head.

"Sky-obliterating dragon."

Zhu Youwen held Tai Chi in both hands, and the magic dragon rolled in the dantian, absorbing all the true energy, and the next moment it rose from the sky along his spine, and grew to a length of ten feet in the blink of an eye.

The dragon was born, and all things fled.

The rain of arrows all over the sky, under the coercion released by the magic dragon, stopped for an instant, and fell crazily down the next moment, losing the momentum to move forward.

"This, this?" Li Sizhao looked at the terrifying dragon covering the sky, his aura was as cold as hell, his lips trembled in fright, his legs became weak, and he fell to the ground.

"what is this?"

"What a terrifying dragon," said the nearly thousand people in the cultural hall below, all of whom were too frightened to walk.

Looking at the ten feet long, pitch-black body, exuding terrifying black energy, lifelike, and completely unseen, the Empress clenched her silver teeth and clenched her fists, feeling uneasy in her heart.

"Is this the legendary dragon?" Xuan Jing was dumbfounded.

"This despicable and shameless Zhu Youwen, what kind of kung fu is he practicing? He can turn his true energy into a dragon and attract such a vision?" Guangmutian was stunned.

The empress's heart tightened, could this be his confidence?

"Haha," Zhu Youwen stood on the roof, like a supreme king, "When my dragon comes out, the world will be invincible, and you will all die. Kneel down and cry, begging for mercy."

"Ah, please forgive me."

"Please, Your Majesty the Ghost King, please spare me." Hearing the sound, nearly a thousand people in Tongwen Museum fell to the ground, weeping and wailing.

Li Sizhao even had the urge to kneel down, the coercion was too terrifying, his body seemed to be pressed down continuously by a huge force.

Click!His half leg was out of control, and he fell to his knees.

Li Sizhao looked humiliated, "Hateful, Zhu Youwen is my enemy, I was so scared that I knelt down and begged for mercy, ah, I'm such a waste."

Suddenly, a cold light flashed in Zhu Youwen's eyes, "It's a pity, even if you beg for mercy, I won't let you go, haha," he waved his hands, and the demon dragon swept around with the power of the sky.

"The dragon devours the sky."

Wherever he passed, he was rubbed by the magic dragon, and instantly turned into ashes, leaving no bones left. In the blink of an eye, nearly all the people in the Qiantong Wenguan were killed, and the magic dragon also grew a little bit, and returned to Zhu Youwen again. .