chronicle of court survival

The glazed pagoda where the sacrifice was located was located in the very center of Lingguang City. Xia Qing walked up quickly, but when he reached the top floor, there was no one there.

He was stunned, and walked back from the top floor, when he met an old man who closed the door and turned off the lights, he asked, "Is Your Majesty returning to the palace now?"

The old man raised the oil lamp, squinted at him for a while, and after confirming that it was the person next to His Majesty, he said, "If you go back to your son, there should be no one. The Queen Mother has ordered that Your Majesty will stay tonight to participate in the lantern feast and have fun with the people." The old slave guessed that His Majesty should have gone to change clothes, in the courtyard behind the glazed pagoda."

Xia Qing said, "Okay, thank you."

He had a bad premonition in his heart, so he didn't stay long and walked to the yard.

Behind the glazed pagoda is a huge courtyard, built next to the moat.

The pavilions, terraces and waterside pavilions are full of bright lights, which are bright and brilliant, blending in with the hustle and bustle of the night, and there is nothing wrong with it from a distance.

But Xia Qing noticed that there were many murderous intentions around the yard.I don't know how many eyes are dormant in the darkness, and the breath of countless people seems to be affected by the slightest movement.

The two guards guarding the gate of the courtyard also looked cold, holding long guns, and sternly said to him: "The royal palace, idlers are not allowed to enter."

"..."

Of course Xia Qing couldn't force his way in.

He finally had a reason to pick off the torn red rope.

Xia Qing avoided the crowd and went to a corner outside the courtyard.

This place is very hidden, just under the shadow of the glazed pagoda, which is convenient for him to become a ghost on the spot.

But Xia Qing soon discovered the problem - the red rope that Lou Guanxue put on him!He can't solve it at all!Cut it with a knife!

Depend on.

Xia Qing cursed in his heart.

All right, since you can't transform into a ghost and float over, let's climb over the wall.

Xia Qing rolled up his sleeves and climbed up a banyan tree with ease, but just as he was about to jump onto the wall, a knife suddenly came from the darkness and stabbed him fiercely, with the intention of killing him with one blow.

Someone squatted on the tree? !

Xia Qing's body reacted faster than his brain. In an instant, he had avoided the man's attack. At the same time, the wooden sword came out of his sleeve and shot down the weapon of the man in black.

But the man in black was obviously not a vegetarian either. Seeing that the situation had changed, he rushed towards him.

Xia Qing was stunned, he was no match for the ancient assassins.Now it's all about instinct, and once the instinct is gone, the sword won't work.Xia Qing was in a hurry, so he picked a handful of leaves and stuffed them into his mouth to prevent him from calling someone, and in an emergency, he knocked the man down with his head.

Ugh—the man in black fell from the tree.

...It's outrageous.

Xia Qing covered his forehead, gritted his teeth, and jumped from the wall into the courtyard with his sword in hand.

"Who?!"

"Someone broke in?"

The sound of the man in black falling was not small, which quickly alerted the guards.

Footsteps were chaotic, and the soldiers guarding the glazed tower also ran over.

Immediately, a voice sounded coldly.

"Send people in and search quickly! The Regent has ordered that anyone who trespasses here today will be shot to death!"

The wall was so high that Xia Qing's legs were numb for a few seconds after jumping down.

In the center of the courtyard is a three-story red building, standing by the water, with a long corridor hung with ever-burning lights.

Xia Qing wore a gray robe, held a long sword, and looked as cold as ice under the light.

He thought to himself that it was really the regent's fault. Yan Mu's death probably made him plan to tear himself apart completely, and he didn't know whether Yan Lanyu knew about it.

Before the people arrived, Xia Qing first heard the voice of the regent, which came from the top of the red building through the corridor of lights, hoarse and distorted.

"As early as many years ago, I knew that you were a disaster star and could not be kept. A person who can guard his mother's corpse for half a year until his body rots is not a lunatic."

"It's a pity that my good sister is indecisive, indecisive, and won't touch you even if she dies. There has been no accident in the Buddha Pagoda for a hundred years. I don't know what she is worried about. Let alone the high priest who returned from Dongzhou and found her. The complete solution, leaving you is useless. I will kill those who are afraid to kill because of her wife's opinion."

The regent's voice was angry, with hatred that penetrated into the marrow, and every word seemed to be crying blood.

"Lou Guanxue! I want you to pay for my child's life today! Let you pay in blood!"

"Get him down!"

"Lou Guanxue!" When the regent gave the final order, Xia Qing also ran to the third floor.

Nervous to the point that his mind went blank, the wooden sword in his hand slashed open the door and shouted loudly.

The sword energy is like moonlight and frost.

All the people in the room who were about to make a move were startled and turned to look at him.

Xia Qing froze and saw the situation in the room clearly.

There was a huge group of people, not only guards, assassins, but also monks.He saw that the regent was dressed in a black and red python robe, his eyes were bloodshot, and his canthus were tearing apart. Standing next to him was a stooped old man dressed in black, with a mysterious and powerful aura, holding a bloody rope in his hand. .

The regent suddenly raised his eyes, his gaze was like a knife: "Who are you?!"

Xia Qing: "..."

If he knew this was the situation, he would definitely change his approach!With so many people, did he come to be buried with him?

The regent was so angry that he lost all reason because of the pain of losing his son. After staring at Xia Qing for a while, he remembered who he was, gritted his teeth and said with red eyes: "What a dog who values ​​love and righteousness! Come and accompany this bastard Dead! Okay, this king will grant you all!"

Although Xia Qing felt apprehensive, he still bluffed.

Holding the wooden sword, he kept a cold face and said nothing.

Suddenly, the old man holding the rope next to the regent let out a soft "Huh", and looked Xia Qing up and down with his two muddy yellow eyes.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes were fixed, and then he laughed loudly, his voice became crazier, and his eyes were filled with uncontrollable ecstasy and shock.

The regent was stunned and said, "What's wrong with the immortal?"

The old man's voice was hoarse: "It's interesting, it's interesting. It really doesn't take much effort to find it. The old man has never seen such a spirit full of spiritual energy."

Holding the rope in his hand, he stared at Xia Qing greedily and viciously: "My lord, leave this child to me. God will help me tonight. You must know that the pure soul is an even more powerful weapon for tempering than the bone of the sword and the heart of the sword." Good stuff!"

Xia Qing: "???"

Before he could fully comprehend the old pervert's words, the old man in black swung his whip through the air.

The whip seemed to come alive, twisted like a red snake, stretched in the air, and pierced Xia Qing's eyebrows, as if trying to pull out his soul alive.

I rely on!

Xia Qing's expression cracked in fright.

Surrounding the long whip was the smell of dead people and carrion. The evil light was overwhelming, and it contained a vast and mysterious power, which was different from everyone he had come into contact with before.

This old man should be regarded as the real master in this world, a great power in cultivation.

He thought he would die under the whip, but the instinct of his body saved him again. Xia Qing reacted quickly, narrowly dodging the attack in a blink of an eye.

The long whip is like a snake, chasing after him.

Again? ! !

He took out his wooden sword and blocked the whip's pursuit almost without hope.

Unexpectedly, it actually succeeded...

The sword was obviously made of wood, but the moment it collided with the iron hook on the rope, it still made a crisp, trembling sound.

The wind as clear as grass and trees rolled up his gray robe, and strangely, a layer of soft white light slowly rose from the wooden sword, even dispelling a lot of the blood color formed by the old man's rope of tens of thousands of corpses.

The blood whip suddenly exploded, as if encountering something extremely terrifying, and even backed away a little.

"You—!" The old man's face became serious in an instant, staring at him firmly.

Xia Qing looked no better than him, staring at his hand in disbelief.

The old man suddenly shouted loudly: "Who the hell are you?!"

Xia Qing was rather depressed: ... I want to know too.

The old man withdrew his contemptuous and contemptuous attitude, bit by bit black demonic energy overflowed from his old gray face, and retracted the long whip, which seemed to be a big move of luck, and he muttered to himself in a dry voice: " Strange... I thought there would be no sword cultivators after Penglai."

Xia Qing never expected to meet a monk.

This guy looks like he's cheating, he's even spanking.

Xia Qing didn't wait for the old man's arrogance, and first rushed over with a sword, and when he reached Lou Guanxue who had been watching everything coldly, he spoke quickly: "Help me untie the rope!"

Lou Guanxue stood alone in the middle of the enemy, and did not see any panic.He took off the sacrificial robes and put on the usual snow clothes.His black hair is like satin, his face is as cold as jade, and he stands tall and tall by the window.After Xia Qing rushed over, he lowered his eyes and looked at him quietly.

"Why are you here?" Lou Guanxue's voice was also very cold.

what the hell.

Xia Qing was stunned and subconsciously asked, "I can't come?"

Lou Guanxue laughed, the lights in the red building were everywhere, cast an evil light on the mole on his eyelid, he lazily said: "Of course."

Xia Qing: "...We are dying, you know. Untie it."

He coldly stretched out his hand in front of Lou Guanxue.

The regent finally managed to regain his thoughts interrupted by Xia Qing, and his voice was cold: "Catch them!"

"Yes!" The guards on standby took their weapons and approached them in a circle and a half.

"Hurry up!" Xia Qing was dumbfounded, does Lou Guanxue know what's going on?It's easy to operate when he turns into a ghost, but he's probably a fool when he becomes a human.

Lou Guanxue chuckled, touched the red rope with her finger, but didn't help him untie it, only said: "You shouldn't have come."

"Yes! You shouldn't come, just come and don't think about leaving."

The one who answered was the old man holding the rope.

He injected the black energy into the whip, bent forward, and the expression on his face was even more distorted and greedy.

The aura of the whole person suddenly became stronger and more sinister.

The evil spirit that filled the sky seemed to carry the groans and howls of countless people who had died in vain, turning the resentment into reality and turning it into a red spiritual fire around the whip.

The old man suddenly turned his gaze to Lou Guanxue, and spoke in a dark voice.

"Your Majesty, we are old friends."

He smiled viciously, and said in a hoarse voice.

"But you were only six years old, so you don't know if you remember me."

Lou Guanxue looked at him with a cold expression and did not speak.

The old man grinned: "You should remember, after all, I beat your mother to death with a whip."

"Mrs. Yaoke is indeed a pure shark. With her blood, I directly broke through the innate realm."

The old man turned to sneer.

"Trespassing the Buddha Pagoda is a serious crime against the nine clans. It was only when the Lou family had few descendants that you were spared. Your mother was not so lucky. When I flogged and killed your biological mother, you watched from the side. No tears. I don’t know if you will cry tonight.”

The old man in black approached step by step, his eyes kept turning on Xia Qing and Lou Guanxue, and he said slowly: "Oh, there is also this young man beside you, the son of the pure shark, the pure soul, I have gained a lot tonight ah."

"Lou Guanxue, what are you doing?! Are you really going to drag me to die together?!" Xia Qing's tone was also tinged with anxiety.

Lou Guanxue turned her head to look at him, her tone could not hear the joy or anger: "Didn't you come here to die with me?"

Xia Qing: "???"

Xia Qing: "..."

The others were stunned and wanted to curse, but they scratched their hair irritably, picked up the wooden sword, and whispered almost self-defeating: "Forget it, let it be. Death has suddenly awakened all its power."

Lou Guanxue let out a muffled laugh.

Xia Qing couldn't believe it: "You're still laughing at this moment—"

Before he finished complaining, the guards had already rushed over, and Xia Qing had no time to talk to him.

Focused, fighting with the group of people.

This body is actually very light, with inhuman agility, coupled with great strength, he can deal with this group of human guards with ease.But the most difficult thing was the old man, Xia Qing was not so lucky every time.

For example, this time, when he was thrown by a long whip, there was a scorching scar on his arm, and the red fire and silver hook rolled up the flesh and blood to reveal the bones.

Xia Qing staggered, gasped, broke out in cold sweat from the pain, and his mind went blank. Before a guard took the opportunity to grab his arms, Lou Guanxue rescued him.

His Majesty, who was watching from the sidelines, finally let go of that indifferent demeanor.

He stretched out his hand to pull Xia Qing over, and flew the small box between his fingers into the air, emitting a dazzling blue light, which even made the old man in black take a step back. His eyes widened: "This is?!"

The red building was shaking violently from top to bottom.

From the first floor to the third floor, every lamp is crumbling.

The whip in the old man's hand suddenly started to go berserk uncontrollably, and he looked terrified.

Xia Qing was actually not very afraid of pain, so he held his bleeding arm without losing his mind.

He just looked up, watching the small box shatter and melt in the air, finally revealing a cloud of faint blue Lihuo, and then rushed towards the old man with a breath of resentment that would destroy the world.

"Aren't you familiar?" Lou Guanxue leaned over, with a smile on her lips, and said softly, "This is Yaoke's spirit. It was too painful before death, so the spirit became hatred."