Sacrifice to Feed Demons [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

The sound of the prince Changqin to remove the souls of the trapped survivors with one hand, and the dragon's chant of the Canghailongyin sealed them in the depths of their hearts.

After finishing these things, Ji Xianjun, who looked directly at someone with half-smile eyes fixed on him, turned his head pretending to be calm.

The purple cloth towel covered his face, and because he kept in mind that Ji Xianjun had no time to change clothes, Prince Changqin could easily see that the cloth on his face was torn from the sleeve of his coat.

Raising his eyebrows high, this is a rare look of embarrassment, Ji Xianjun, he couldn't help laughing at himself.

Is that why you don't want to see me?I don't even want to watch it!

Thinking of this, the murderous intent in my heart adds another point, but the appearance is still clear, tall and warm.

The strings in his hands are the ditties hummed by Wu Nong softly, and they are also the awakening of the morning bell and evening drum.

No one can make Guqin so many changes in his hands, except Prince Changqin.

The qin is born with a spirit, and the spirit becomes the heaven and the earth to produce music. It is the prince who plays the qin, who is the god of music.

Therefore, when Leshen was angry, she was also elegant and extraordinary, but in this elegant interval, the voice was so brutal that all listeners wept blood on the spot.

Ji Xianjun knows very well that Prince Changqin is still merciful... No, he can't say that, he just didn't pay much attention to the innocent side, the whole point is... Turning his head, his eyes fell on Fan Qinghui On the body, yes, that's right, it's her.

The negative state left by the system is really difficult to deal with. I just opened my eyes, and was immediately blinded by the pink in the air. The corners of my mouth twitched, and I quickly closed it.

Fan Qinghui who felt the strong gaze: "..."

This period of time was enough for her, Lu Xiaofeng and the others to explain the situation. In fact, she herself had only a half-knowledge. She only knew that as the party who was beaten up, it was reasonable. However, when she looked at Prince Changqin again, she suddenly discovered that "Shi Zhixuan" Ever since Ji Xianjun's eyes appeared, she has never moved away from him. As a naturally sensitive woman, this discovery made her very surprised, and she hesitated for a long time.

The scene thus formed a strange scene.

Prince Changqin looked at Ji Xianjun, Ji Xianjun was no longer looking, but he was heading towards Fan Qinghui, so in the eyes of others, he was "looking" at Fan Qinghui, and Fan Qinghui's eyes were burning, staring closely at Prince Changqin .

……

What a triangle!

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help pinching the bridge of his nose, for the first time he had the idea of ​​apologizing for his incoherent thoughts.

If this is true, it would be terrible. Is it a man or a man or a man or a third party involved?It can't be a woman and a man, right?

horrible!horrible!

At the moment when everyone was impressing each other and fell into silence unconsciously, a clear and charming laughter came from a distance. She was wrapped in a black gauze, but it was still able to catch people's eyes. The charm exuded by her The obsessed Yin queen came on the wind, and the skirt swept away just as she was about to hit the ground, and the surrounding floating snow immediately dispersed, revealing a clean ground for her to step on.

This skill alone is already a rare cultivation in the world, not to mention that she is a stunning beauty, the number one master of the magic sect!

Lazily supporting her hair in a bun, Zhu Yuyan's eyebrows that seemed to be smiling but not smiling swept across Fan Qinghui's body, and when she landed on Prince Changqin, she couldn't help being taken aback, even showing hesitation.

Not for anything else, just because the crown prince Changqin is so similar to Shi Zhixuan when he was disguised!

I still remember that when she was young, she was not the Empress of Yin, nor was Shi Zhixuan the Demon King.

The two of them were singing to each other in the bamboo grove, and when the passion was so intense, he also had such an uncontrollable demeanor. The elegant charm of a scholar had also given birth to his infinite love.

It's just that later, after a long time... I wish I could kill him soon!

Taking a deep breath, his eyes unconsciously narrowed to hide the deep and infinite killing intent in his eyes, Zhu Yuyan turned his head away, no longer looking at the "person" who reminded him of the past, and teased his old opponent with a clever smile .

"I seem to have come just in time, Fan Qinghui, are you being beaten up?"

Her reaction was so obvious that it was impossible for Fan Qinghui, who had been paying attention to her, to ignore her, so even if she was the first to provoke him, it was this Cihang Jingzhai woman who really hurt him.

Fanqing Huiqing said calmly: "Not as good as Yinhou, the evil king is in front of him, but he doesn't know each other."

"What did you say!"

All of a sudden, all the sentimental and pretentious masks were removed, and Zhu Yuyan, who revealed his naked murderous intent, looked stunning.

In response to her urgent question in an unstable tone, Fan Qinghui smiled lightly: "Do you think who else in the world can open the gate of Cihang Jingzhai in this world except that evil king?"

What she said was very skillful, she didn't say whether the prince Changqin was or not, but guided Zhu Yuyan to think for herself.

Fan Qinghui believed that based on her understanding of the Yin Queen, when she heard this, she would only think of the same thing with her, rather than having a disagreement.

But... She looked at Zhu Yuyan complicatedly, and Fan Qinghui sighed in her heart, asking what love is in the world.

If his aptitude is not good enough, not comparable to the talent of Junior Sister Bi Xiuxin, then Zhu Yuyan, who is far better than his aptitude, will be ruined by the word love.

The most domineering part of Tianmo Strategy is that if a practitioner wants to practice to the extreme, he must experience love before the last level. Lang's pursuit to be indifferent?

That's why Zhu Yuyan pissed off his master to death, and has since become the Empress of the Devil's Gate, not... Bi Xiuxin's opponent.

Fan Qinghui restrained her eyes, her expression didn't change at all, making it impossible to read a trace of emotional fluctuations.

And at this time, Zhu Yuyan's eyes no longer looked like the way he avoided Prince Changqin when he first arrived. His shining beautiful eyes were fixed on Prince Changqin. After a while, he suddenly smiled and said, "Fan Qinghui, You don't need to lie to me, he's not Shi Zhixuan." After finishing speaking, his eyes had shifted back to Fan Qinghui, and the smile on the corner of his mouth made people feel a chill.

Fan Qinghui said unmoved: "Yes or no, poor nuns don't tell lies."

"Really?" Zhu Yuyan smiled, and when he walked over, he slapped the prince Changqin silently, the palm was sharp but left three points inexplicably.

Fan Qinghui's eyes moved slightly, and he didn't intend to make a move at all.

Whether it's Shi Zhixuan or not, Zhu Yuyan's palm can easily tell.

However, Prince Changqin frowned, raised his hand and patted upwards.

With a sound of "pa", Zhu Yuyan was astonished to find that when his palm contacted with the opponent, he released it with a force of life and death, leaving only one catkin caught in the palm of the man's hand.

Ji Xianjun twitched his brows, suddenly feeling displeased, but his movement was too small, everyone's attention was being attracted by the two who suddenly started, and no one noticed his awkwardness in time.

Zhu Yuyan stared blankly at the prince Changqin, the other person's face was as gentle as jade, elegant and detached, his temperament was high but not far away... Could it be... Could it be that he was really...

Thinking of Shi Zhixuan, Zhu Yuyan wanted to lose his mind for a moment, but the existence of Fan Qinghui reminded her of the majesty of the Queen of Yin, and she must not let the people of Cihang Jingzhai see a joke.

"Let go!"

Zhu Yuyan trembled her lips, and said in a cold voice with an unpleasant tone.

Prince Changqin didn't forget to remind him when he let go of it indifferently.

"no next time."

Zhu Yuyan's expression was unclear, no one would think that her slap was so easy to defuse, and Fan Qinghui knew about it better, so after Prince Changqin counterattacked, her heart sank, and her mouth felt bitter.

Things have developed to this extent, no matter how stupid people are, they can still find the weird atmosphere among these people. The onlookers who have just suffered a serious crime quietly backed away as soon as they moved, backed up, and backed up... Backed up to the blind spot of these people's vision That's good!

Lu Xiaofeng managed to wake up the last unconscious person, but when he raised his head, he was surprised to find that all the people he had rescued before had disappeared, and this was the only innocent person under his command.

"Lu Xiaofeng." Looking for the sound, Lu Xiaofeng squinted at the person calling him, "Mu Taoist, why are you sneaking around?"

Mu Taoist smiled: "Do you think this scene will continue to develop?"

"..."

good legs!I can't bear this special quadrilateral love!

When Zhu Yuyan first appeared, Lu Xiaofeng stared blankly for a moment, but he had someone to save under his command, so he quickly got rid of the influence of beauty. Now that the "patient" is gone, he can't bear to look at beauty anymore.

Not to mention anything else, with such a tense atmosphere, the relationship between this group of people is not that simple.

Lu Xiaofeng smelled the familiar smell of trouble, at this moment, he also wanted to run as far as possible!

At the beginning, a Shangguan Danfeng could chase him like crazy, but there were two women who were far more beautiful than her, and Lu Xiaofeng was very self-aware of himself.

I can't bear it!

But Mu Taoist suggested very unconscionably: "So I need you now?"

Lu Xiaofeng remained expressionless: "Do you need me to die?"

Taoist Mu hurriedly shook his head, smiled and pointed: "Look, among these people, you know Ji Xianjun, and you are also familiar with Master Fan, and it seems that the son holding the piano, Ji Xianjun and Mrs Fan They are all 'familiar'. In order not to develop into a dangerous situation, it is up to you right now."

Lu Xiaofeng smiled wryly: "It's not like you're relying on me but selling me." Shaking his head, although he also thought what Taoist Mu said was reasonable, he just wasn't happy, "Give me a hand!"

Taoist Mu and Lu Xiaofeng have been "old friends" for many years, so of course he knew what he meant by agreeing, but... "Why don't you get up by yourself?"

Lu Xiaofeng, who squatted for a long time, smiled wryly and turned into a miserable smile.

"My leg is numb and I can't feel it."

Taoist Mu: "..."

Squatting on the ground to watch people in the winter, the clothes are not so suitable, the soles of the feet will be exposed to the cold snow water, and the whole body will be frozen in a short time, even if there is no snow in the sky now, the dark clouds have not dissipated , the sky is so low that it is extremely oppressive. What the farmers fear most is that there will be hail in addition to snow, but the sky does not obey people's wishes.

Lu Xiaofeng's whole body was numb from the cold after squatting for a long time, but the weather in the north and other places was so cold that even in addition to the heavy snow, hailstones the size of a fist fell!

The roofs of the people were smashed, and the mud huts and thatched houses became uninhabitable at the beginning of the snow disaster. Even some rich people's Zhuangzi suffered heavy losses.

Livestock that had survived the cold died under the hail, some were injured, and even people who went out were smashed. The mournful scene spread from the street to the end of the street and up to the heaven with the sound of wailing.

Zhu Yujun's morning court today was also very chaotic. The ministers kept arguing about which places should be the first to provide disaster relief, but don't look at the way they seem to take it very seriously. I don't know how much exploitation they will suffer if the money for disaster relief is allocated.

Zhu Yujun even thought mockingly to himself, if the Fu party hadn't been uprooted not long ago, maybe the court would have regarded the natural disaster as non-existent, cared about its own glory and glory, and engaged in thieves and robbers. Thinking about it this way, it seems that someone Noisy?

Pressing his temples in annoyance, the eunuch who was serving at the side carefully asked if His Majesty wanted to take a rest?Zhu Yujun nodded, since Yinshi has not come down to the court until now, it is indeed time for the ministers to go out and calm down.

Waving vigorously, Zhu Yujun said in a cold voice: "Go out and calm down, take a good look at the heavy snow that is enough to reach your waist, and then think about those people who are hungry, and then come back and tell me, this disaster! What should I do? How to help!"

The anger suppressed by the emperor instantly wiped out the arrogance of the ministers. They restrained their quarrels and sent the emperor to rest in the apse until the bright yellow figure could no longer be seen from the corner of the eye. Then they straightened up one after another, cast a disgusted look at the quarreler just now, and swaggered out of the hall with their sleeves rolled up.

In fact, not only the emperor is tired after going to court for so long, but the ministers are also tired!

So after finally having time to rest, these people can hurry to drink some tea and eat some filling snacks to rest.

It's just that this normal practice was told by the eunuch guarding the door before entering the tea room next to Ru, that His Majesty asked you to just sit outside the hall and enjoy the wind and snow, without charcoal fire to keep warm, and to eat refreshments that have been cold since morning, and the worst The strange thing is that there is no tea in the tea, it is simply the water formed by the snow accumulated on the ground of the palace outside, and it tastes astringent in the mouth when you drink it.

A minister fawned over some money to the eunuch who was serving him, and begged him to bring a pot of hot tea, but the little eunuch handed the money back with a look of embarrassment on his face.

"It's not that the miscellaneous family is not considerate of the ministers. The saint has issued a death order. If anyone dares to facilitate the adults in the past few days, the miscellaneous family will eat melons together."

No matter how cheap a eunuch's life is, he would not want to be beaten to death for such a trivial matter.

As a result, the ministers looked at each other, and the ministers of the household department who were the most troubled and unwilling to be rescued by the Holy Father were burned by the eyes of their colleagues.

At the same time, this also sent a signal to the courtiers that the emperor already had the intention of punishing them, and if they acted like monsters again, it might really be possible for them to search for any reason to ransack their homes and exterminate their clans.

Everyone knows that after punishing Fu Xiang, the little emperor's style is obviously much tougher than before. At this stall, no one wants to be the chicken who kills chickens to scare monkeys!

A glass of snow water, cold for a few days, just added at least seven or eight reasons in the minds of this group of ministers. When they continued to go to court in the afternoon, Zhu Yujun obviously found that they were more peaceful, and they no longer took things casually. The noisy and ugly Yinmao obediently began to list the regulations, which had to be said to be a good start.

But when Zhu Yujun thought of the man he saw in the imperial study during the break, his mood that was better just now suddenly became worse.

In the face of a national crisis, there are still people who are messing around, even if the person who sent the letter has a face that attracts mad bees and butterflies, the little emperor will not be happy!

Chu Liuxiang, who was left to entertain in the harem, rubbed his nose to avoid the winking eyes from another little maid. He wondered if all the women in the palace were so bold?

Isn't it very subtle?

Bandit Commander Chu Liuxiang also visited the palace at night and no one found it, but it was the first time he walked around the palace openly, but he was preoccupied with something, couldn't relax, and was blinded by the magnificence in front of him.

It was Yuan Suiyun's letter that arrived before and after the letter with Lu Xiaofeng. He did not expect Yuan Suiyun to receive a message from Wuzheng Villa. You must know that Wuzheng Villa has not shown any signs of abuse since Bat Boy reappeared. The attitude towards him was as if there was no such person at all, until the message fell into Yuan Suiyun's hands.

Yuan Dongyuan asked him to go to the border to help, so as to make a name for himself.

This was the first time that Yuan Dongyuan gave him clear instructions.

For this father, Yuan Suiyun was a little bit at a loss, but he must be careful that he would not violate the old man's request.

Therefore, Chu Liuxiang ran all the way to the Forbidden City as soon as she finished her confrontation with Xue Yiren, the number one swordsman in the world. Fortunately, with Lu Xiaofeng's face, it was not difficult for him to face the saint.

Moreover, he also used his detective nature to find out a lot of clues in the palace, which increased the weight of early warning.

Walking out of the resting palace, looking at the boundless sky, Chu Liuxiang's eyes were deep, his face was sharp and angular under the skylight, and his charm was boundless. He was fascinated by the little maid who was serving him from afar, but no one knew his heartfelt feelings.

With a low sigh, he was wearing a thick jacket, but the roof had icicles that reflected colorful lights.

Light travels thousands of miles. It seems that for light, it is an instinct to travel faster than wind and farther than sound, but there is also a kind of light that falls on people and becomes the finishing touch.

It cannot be denied that Ji Xianjun standing under the light is outstanding, but at the same time, he is so dangerous that Lu Xiaofeng has a headache.

This guy stepped forward without fear of death, trying to get a foot in the couple's love, but - Ugly refused!

Lu Xiaofeng came back with his heart in his hands, weeping before saying anything.

I have never been so disgusted in my life!

Although in reality, Lu Xiaofeng is handsome, unrestrained and handsome, and has the temperament of a prodigal son, which is particularly charming in the eyes of women.

But, but look at those who are facing each other!

Good-looking people are like gods and gods. Compared with them, others seem to be crude and shoddy.

But such a group of handsome men and beauties making trouble in the Shura field is much more powerful than ugly monsters.

Lu Xiaofeng covered his face and felt ashamed to see others, Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng tactfully gathered aside to discuss something simple, and took time to study while they were doing it, a detached state of staying out of it.

Sun Xiuqing is calm, she has always been very calm, because the husband who taught her never showed his face, so she, cough, didn't know that person was Ji Xianjun.

I know this reason is stupid, but Sun Xiuqing's behavior didn't change at all when she heard about Ji Xianjun. Isn't this enough to prove that Ji Xianjun never planned to show herself in front of her?

In the entire Emei Sect, there is only one person who knows the truth, and that is Dugu Yihe!

Obviously, Dugu Yihe absolutely didn't intend to talk about such a leaky behavior.

His own apprentice can't teach well, and if he teaches others, the reputation of his teaching has spread all over the world. He still wants to lose his face, and he doesn't plan to just lose it like this!

So it became a secret.

But this secret is harmless, the important thing is how to deal with these love affairs.

Prince Changqin stared at Ji Xianjun, Ji Xianjun obviously wanted to pretend to be dumb, Fan Qinghui believed that Prince Changqin was Shi Zhixuan, Zhu Yuyan was not sure before, but now he has some doubts.

Just as not everyone can practice the imprint of immortality, and not everyone can underestimate the tricks of taking over Yin Hou, and they use the vigor that is between life and death.

Finally, the seemingly calm but tense atmosphere suddenly exploded.

It was Prince Changqin who reacted first. He looked away from Ji Xianjun in disappointment, and his cold eyes fell on Fan Qinghui again. He plucked the strings with his fingertips, and the pattering sound echoed his voice discourse.

"I heard that you sent Patriarch Dini to have an unresolved relationship with the Holy King? And you said that Ji Xianjun is the Holy King of the Demon Sect?"

"..."

The moment they knew the inside story, they beat their chests as if they were poisoned!

Taoist Mu worried: "Lu Xiaofeng, what's wrong with you?"

Lu Xiaofeng grabbed his arm in pain, with an unspeakable grief on his face!

Whose brain hole made up this special novel, it's too shocking!

Prince Changqin didn't bother to care about the reactions of others, he just waited for Fan Qinghui's behavior.

Fan Qinghui thought about it again, and felt that it was a warning from "Shi Zhixuan".

Because no matter what, Bi Xiuxin was a white moonlight that could not be ignored in his heart, and it had a far-reaching influence, not to mention that she even gave birth to a daughter for him.

My plan to imitate my junior sister secretly may have been seen by this person, which is why I incurred this calamity.

After thinking it over, Fan Qinghui looked solemn, and calmly said: "It's not a lie, but a fact. The Holy Monarch did not refute it that day, and what Qinghui knew was also recorded in the handbook left by the patriarch."

Shengjun·Ji Xianjun: "..." I thought over and over again, did I refute that day?

It seems that there is no?

At that time, he was confused by the thunder, and the sky thunder did not have that power, so he left full of anger in order not to continue to be thundered and healthier, he was afraid that if he got angry, he would burn the ten miles around to the ground.

So it turned out that the unhappiness on my face at that time was directly taken as a default?

What a look!

In fact, Fan Qinghui should also be wronged, as a king, his cultivation of human nature has already reached the peak, not to mention that Ji Xianjun is still an emperor who has a very precise grasp of human nature. If you want to see something from his face, Fan Qinghui has to learn to read first. Mind tricks come true!

To put it bluntly, it's just that Ji Xianjun mistakenly thought that his performance was obvious, but it was not.

…………

Dogmatism kills people!

Before Prince Changqin looked over again, Ji Xianjun couldn't help retorting: "I'm not!"

Fan Qinghui sighed: "Qinghui knows that in Shengjun's heart, the patriarch's status is so high and important that others can't compare it with others. First of all, I would like to thank Shengjun for willing to abandon his lofty status in order to maintain the patriarch's affection, but there are so many people in the world. Qinghui believes that if the two feelings last for a long time, how can they be in the same day and night? Back then, the patriarch and the holy king parted, and the reason for the difference was the supreme way? Not the mouth of the world. Patriarch Fei's whole heart."

Ji Xianjun: Who am I?Where am I?What are you talking about?

Why can one sentence make such a reasonable sentence?

And why no one saw the twitch at the corner of my mouth, and why did some people sincerely bless me and Naluoshizidini?

Ji Xianjun thought of it suddenly.

Ah, so I have facial paralysis?

smile.

Inexplicably, Lu Xiaofeng saw Ji Xianjun turned his head and smiled at himself.

This is a bit cold to laugh at.

Obviously the ones who blessed were Sun Xiuqing and Wang Linlang, don't the little girls love this?why are you laughing at me

Lu Xiaofeng also felt wronged today.

Prince Changqin took a deep breath.

"Evidence is needed to reverse the facts."

Fan Qinghui calmly said: "The patriarch's handwriting has been preserved by the pastors of the past. If the evil king has any doubts, he might as well visit in person."

Prince Changqin was expressionless: "How do I know if it's fake? Besides..." He looked at Ji Xianjun and gave him a hard look, "What evidence do you have to prove that he is the Sage King of the Demon Sect?"

Fan Qinghui said firmly: "Why do you say that he is not a holy king? The evil king Shi Zhixuan, the poor nun knows that the magic sect is dying of talents, and with your ability, you can just become the leader of the family. If the name of the holy king is real, it goes without saying that you are right." Your status in the Demon Sect is a threat that cannot be ignored, and you even deliberately turn black and white!"

The prince's hand playing the piano stopped at some point, and he said with a cold smile: "Me? The evil king Shi Zhixuan?"

Fan Qinghui sighed lightly.

"It seems that you finally don't plan to pretend, Xie Wang."

"..."

Ji Xianjun didn't want to say anything after hearing this, how reasonable and reasonable, if he didn't know the details of the prince Changqin, he might be persuaded to be almost like the people around him who suddenly realized.

But, he thought silently: There is only one real Shi Zhixuan left, if he comes out immediately, even I have the urge to run away.

It's so embarrassing.

He just finished thinking like this, as if God deliberately wanted to fulfill his "prophecy".

"Hmph, I want to hear Cihang Jingzhai's opinion!"

The calm and hoarse voice appeared out of thin air, and the vigorous internal force fully proved that the speaker was tens of miles away, but for a master-level master, this distance was almost fleeting.

After a while, a man in a silver-gray robe and jacket moved from far to near. The dark lines on his clothes reflected mysterious lines in the sun, his whole body was extraordinary, and the frost on his temples added to him the demeanor of an evil king .

When Shi Zhixuan arrived at the battlefield, his body was full of frost, and he said coldly to Fan Qinghui: "Who do you think I am?"

Fan Qinghui: "..."

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