Has Marquis Anping been beaten today?

Xie Chen smiled like a new ghost who had just died, and because of the negligence of the ghost messenger, he was able to run wild in the world to his heart's content.

Amidst the faint laughter, many dense black spots suddenly appeared in the air, gathered together in threes and fours, some fell on the ground, some fell on the roof, some couldn't find a suitable foothold, and simply suspended in the air air.They huddled tightly together like eggs just laid by frogs in the water, and no one was left alone.

They call for friends and companions, happily spying on this novel world, and slowly pull out a silver-white silk thread from the tail, twisting the only light in the dark night, which is extremely eye-catching.With magical powers greater than those of the Seven Fairies weaving cloth, it spins and jumps, forming groups of ivory-white balls, and rushes to different places with the momentum of breaking through the wind and clouds.

At the same time, the southern sky slowly faded a little orange, and there was a faint black mass moving here at a speed visible to the naked eye.

That's... people!

Or a bunch of dead people!

As they slowly approached, the vague features became clearer.Some corpses are dressed gorgeously and their faces are well preserved, so you can tell at a glance that they were buried not long ago.But the flesh on some faces had already rotted, and the carrion that hadn't completely melted away stuck to the protruding cheekbones of both cheeks blackly.

The maggots that could not follow the night wind away fell down the slightly opened lip slit along the protruding cheekbones, and finally turned into dust in the red light overflowing from the lips.

Xie Yan stared at the blue lotus-like imprint on their necks, his pupils shrank suddenly, and even the money in his hand was inspired by the master and became irritated.

It's Ghost!Hundreds of Ghost Warriors!

Xie Fan looked at Xie Chen in astonishment, his face was full of disbelief, for refining a Ghost Warrior requires a lot of spiritual energy in addition to the medicine.

Xie Chen can refine so many ghost warriors, so how much cultivation should he have obtained by relying on the technique of Three Lives and Myriad Things?How many people did he kill in order to obtain these cultivation bases?Apart from those people in Shanmen Village, how many innocent people were brutally murdered?

So many ghost warriors were not formed overnight, and they were able to gather so quickly in a short period of time, which means that Xie Chen's purpose of entering Beijing was not pure from the beginning.

He is trying to... force the palace!

Xie Chen looked around, met Xie Fan's gaze, lifted his chin triumphantly at him, showing his white teeth, pointed to the location of the palace, with a determined expression on his face: "Xie Fan, do you think you can still stop me? If you kneel down obediently and beg me, maybe I can keep you until tomorrow."

"Aren't you afraid that you have forgotten how you knelt down to bark like dogs for the cooks in the imperial dining room for a chicken leg?" Xie Wen sneered, unceremoniously uncovering his scars, pouring spiritual power into the sword with his palm , There was a humming sound, the rustling sound of breaking wind, and the strong wind that was blown up made the tiles on the surrounding houses rustle.

"Xie Chen, no matter how much a dog imitates a human, it is still a dog. No matter how hard it struggles, it cannot escape the fate of being slaughtered."

"Fart!" Xie Chen yelled angrily, a red chain condensed in the palm of his hand, the riotous red light was like a giant dragon soaring in the sea of ​​fire, and the flying scales easily slapped the galloping rich away.

"Kurong!" Xie Chen jumped and landed on the roof beside him, clasped his hands together, and formed a magic spell in his palms, the dark purple aura shot straight into the sky, like a giant ax splitting the chaos.

The ghost warriors floating in the air dispersed in an orderly manner, and bowed their heads respectfully around the beam of purple light, just like devout believers meeting their long-standing priests.

"open!"

Xie Chen put down his hand abruptly, bumping against the breeze that filled his arms, and the wind blew his high ponytail restlessly.I saw that beam of purple light suddenly spread out in two different directions, forming an inverted bowl-shaped barrier, trapping the capital tightly within it.

Ghost warriors flying from all directions all flew towards the palace at the same time, their eyes bursting with strange red light, they stared viciously at the closed palace gate, like vultures looking for carrion, swooped down .

"Old Six." Xie Chen brushed his hair that was blown by the wind, and said slowly, "Let's... wait and see."

After saying that, he drove lightness kung fu, and followed the ghostly warrior's footsteps away.

"Damn it!" Xie Yan cursed in a low voice, and hurriedly followed, while using his spiritual power to open the ghost warriors that kept appearing, while calling Wuchang in the sound transmission array.

"Impermanence! Now you gather all the dead ghosts and dispatch all the government soldiers to guard the gate of the palace!" After Wuchang got connected, Xie A did not give him a chance to speak, and said a lot like a firecracker , "There is also the second brother."

"Forget it, you first take my token and go to the Imperial Guard Camp to find Commander Long, and ask him to lead someone to guard the palace gate. As for the dead ghosts, let me stay by my second brother's side and protect him well. Even if he is dead, he must not be injured in the slightest!"

Xie Chen went completely crazy tonight, even if Emperor Tai'an disappointed him, he still had to protect him, otherwise Qingqiu would be in chaos.

The three people Xie Chen hates the most: him, Jiang Jingyun, and Emperor Tai'an.

It doesn't matter if he dies, but Jiang Jingyun can't, he still has the Xuanhu Camp, that's his responsibility.

Tonight is bound to be a tough fight.

After Xie Yan explained, he wanted to quit the sound transmission array, but Wuchang rushed ahead of him and said: "My lord, we didn't find King Jing."

"What?!" Xie Fan, who was flying in the air, almost accidentally bumped into a three-story restaurant, "Didn't you tell me that you saw the second brother before? Thank you? He didn't tell the second brother together?"

Wuchang paused for a moment, turned his head and silently glanced at the corner of the street while laying the trace-seeking talisman while giving various cursing thanks, and said helplessly: "The little prince is releasing the trace-seeking talisman. He said that King Jing left suddenly Yes, he looked a little annoyed at the time."

"Didn't find it?" Xie Fan asked again.

"Yes." Wuchang said, "The subordinates also tried to find it, but they couldn't see the trace of King Jing."

Xie Yan landed on a treetop for the time being, and was thinking about whether to go to Wuchang, when he caught a glimpse of a long and slender figure riding the wind from the corner of his eye.

He turned around and looked at the man approaching from far away. The red mole at the end of his eye was not affected by the purple light at all, but greedily inhaled it, making himself more colorful.

"Forget it." A trace of complexity flashed across Xie Wen's eyes, and the two nests of shadows cast by the drooping eyelashes on the eyelids subtly melted away the complexity silently.

"You should go with the imperial guards to guard the palace." Xie Yan changed his mind, "Ask Xie Jiaojiao to go with her and bring the soldiers from Prince Rui's Mansion with her. Tell him, if there are officials who don't have eyes Come, just scold me back, if you don’t want to go back, beat them back, or if you don’t want to go back, just send them to the underground to serve my grandfather. I will take care of my brother if something happens, he just needs to be bold and do it.”

"The Cangwu enchantment opened by the palace at night can resist for a while, and the eye of the formation is the gate of the palace. Therefore, you only need to guard the gate of the palace. I have encountered this here now, but I will rush over as soon as possible. If I arrive The palace gate was broken before, so you don’t need to fight, just go directly to Yaoguang Palace to find your lord. You don’t need to care about the rules, just take him to Changle Palace, where the defensive barrier can hide people’s aura.”

"Yes." Even though Wuchang was puzzled by the change in Xie Fan's attitude, he didn't ask any more questions and acted according to the order.

Xie Yan's speech speed was comparable to that of broken jade falling on a bead plate, and before he could even catch his breath, he saw the cold sword's edge coming straight to the door.

"Elder He." Xie Meng summoned Youqian to stop him, leaned his neck back, clung to the branch with his arms, and kicked lightly on the trunk with his toes, jumped up to the crown of the tree, and knocked down the spinning tree with a knife. long sword.

"Elder He, my second elder brother is gone." Xie Fan changed from the previous cynicism and abuse to He Lan, but looked at him very calmly, with a nostalgic tone, "Have you seen him?"

He Lan glanced at him, and there were three words clearly written on his cold face──Are you sick?

"Forget it, you definitely didn't see it." Xie A withdrew his gaze and sighed quietly, "If you meet my second brother, he will definitely not let you leave alive."

"Are you here this time to stop me?" Xie Fan asked again, "Or do you want to help Xie Chen kill me? Why? What benefits did Xie Chen give you? Or are you doing it for yourself? What are you planning?"

"King Anping was joking." He Lan looked at Xie Yan quietly, looked over his shoulder at the scene of endless fighting in front of him, his eyes darkened, and he slammed a palm on Xie Yan's chest.

Although Xie Fan was talking, he didn't miss He Lan's every move.With a sweep of his figure, a talisman ignited from his fingertips and flew towards He Lan's shoulder.

In the blink of an eye, He Lan felt the wind blowing on his back while trying to dodge. Just when he wanted to avoid these two attacks from different directions as soon as possible, he suddenly felt his waist tighten, and when he looked down, it was tied. Xian Suo.

It is still formed by the condensation of Ziwu Sword Spirit, that is to say, there is no other way to untie this fairy rope except the master.

He Lan, who was attacked from the front and back, and had no strength to fight back, could only forcibly endure two attacks, front and back.His face was shrouded in endless black clouds, and his eyes were colder than the cold wind blowing from the icebergs and snowfields.There was a bloody hole on his left shoulder and back, and his restrained figure couldn't stop falling.

Xie Fan looked at the blood hole on He Lan's body in surprise, then looked at the direction from which another spiritual force was coming, frowned, the expression on his face froze for a moment, and instinctively stretched out his hand to catch the falling He Lan appendix.

Just when Xie Yan was about to catch He Lan, he suddenly heard a loud noise, and the strong and fierce air wave was even more ferocious than a high tide, almost knocking him into the pond.

When he avoided the air waves, he found that He Lan had long since disappeared.

He landed and wanted to look around, but was blocked by screams in front of him one after another.

Xie Yan stopped, hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to look away, tapped his toes, and rushed to the gate of the palace.

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(Pretentious pinching the skirt) Thank you everyone~