The smell of blood came through the thick palace tower of the Feather Palace, and as the emperor of the Southern Tang Kingdom pushed open the door, a wave of blood seemed to be paved.

In the gorgeous Feather Palace, a huge pool of blood appeared in it, blood rolled in it, and in the pool of blood, a huge python was entrenched in it, the head of the python was exposed to the pool of blood, and a pair of scarlet compound eyes stared at the yellow-robed man in front of him, as if he was looking at the indescribable food.

Standing in front of the python, the lord of the Southern Tang Kingdom didn't seem to see the body like a steel pour, he looked up at the snake body, and couldn't help but show a vague smile, as if he was appreciating the beauty that did not belong to the world.

"Concubine Hua is stunning. ”

There was a deep obsession in the eyes of the lord of the Southern Tang Kingdom.

"Your Highness, why don't you come down and take a bath with your concubines?"

The huge snake head looked down at the lord of the Southern Tang Kingdom in yellow brocade, but his voice was indescribably tempting.

As this very charming voice sounded, the palace maids in the court trembled even more, as if the instinct of fear had been stimulated, and they kept trembling.

Under Li Chunqiu's gaze, the lord of the Southern Tang Dynasty slowly stepped into the rolling blood pool, swimming in the blood pool little by little, and finally stepped into the center of the python coiling, the python lowered its head, glanced at the lord of the Southern Tang Dynasty, and then leaned over and bit his tail, as if entering some kind of endless cycle.

The blood in the blood pool began to churn, and on the scale armor of the giant snake, a crimson halo overflowed, and the scarlet mist rose, and in the mist, it seemed that a golden five-clawed divine dragon could be faintly seen struggling, wailing, and churning in the mist, and the mist was little by little infiltrating into the dragon's scale armor.

With the infiltration and erosion of the mist, the five-clawed golden dragon began to gradually loosen its scales in the mist, its sharp nails began to fall off, and its whiskers fell off little by little, and there was already a large scarlet blood spot like moss on its dragon body, growing in the empty space where the dragon scales fell off, eating away at the will of the golden dragon little by little.

The giant python is grinding away the defense of the golden dragon of the Southern Tang Dynasty little by little, and when the five-clawed golden dragon completely takes off its scale armor, it is the time for the giant python to swallow the dragon.

Li Chunqiu looked at this scene and sighed.

"The Southern Tang Dynasty has exhausted its national spirit. ”

As the voice fell, a thunderclap suddenly sounded above the nine heavens, as if he was responding to something, Li Chunqiu turned his head to look at the palace maids who bowed their heads, he waved his sleeves, put all the palace maids into the cuffs with his backhand, turned around and left, he can still save some people Save some people.

Looking back at the golden blood color in the Feather Palace, Li Chunqiu took a breath, as if he was enduring something, these three demons are going to die, but not now, if the Southern Tang Kingdom completely collapses now, the world will only be more chaotic.

............

In the mist of the wilderness, the low cries of crows added a chill to the already eerie atmosphere.

The thick mist dispersed in the next moment, and Xuandu rushed out of it under the cover of holding two babies Fan Zeng and Shen Tu Baili covered in blood.

The sound of babies sobbing could be faintly heard in the night.

Behind the three of Xuandu, strange female ghosts floated around the three of them, and from time to time they would harass the three of them.

But this was not the reason why the three of them ran wildly, the reason why they ran so wildly was only because a pair of bright red embroidered shoes followed closely behind them, and the embroidered shoes were worn on a pair of deformed feet, and the feet were wrapped in white linen, and the owner of these feet was the half-human, half-cat old woman in the ghost city inn.

In the night, the old woman fell on all fours, her smile cracked to the corners of her mouth, jumping rapidly, not like a human being, not like a cat, but making people's scalp tingle.

"Is there any weakness in that? It's not like an old man at all. ”

Fan Zeng looked back at the half-human, half-cat face, he really wanted to knock off the head of the person who wrote the biography of Zhiwei, such an important content was actually blurred with Spring and Autumn brushwork, which was simply fatal, and then his mind to write a biography of Zhiwei became more and more heavy.

"The corpse is indeed easy to be alarmed by living creatures, but this is to say that the corpse is transformed, half human and half cat, neither life nor death, this is a strange situation that is unique in the corpse change, and few people have seen it for thousands of years, how can we know the weakness?"

Shentu Baili swept away the strange female ghost with the broken sword in his hand, and glanced at the cat-faced old lady and said.

There is nothing he can do, the corpse itself is rarer than demons, not to mention this kind of weird guy, I don't know if there is any record in the Xianmen classics, anyway, he, a disciple of Weimo, has never seen it.

Fan Zeng said in a low voice: "Find a way, kill this female ghost, the old lady's speed is not fast after all, we can get out by turning around." ”

"Substitution, you take the two children and go first, and I will kill the female ghost. ”

Xuandu slowed down, took the initiative to return to the team, and then raised his hand to hand the child to Fan Zeng, and pulled out the Tianwen Sword, above the blue blade, the cold light seemed to show the killing intent of the sword owner.

Fan Zeng looked at the child in his hand whose face was already pale, and knew that if he dragged it on, these two little guys would not be able to stand it, and when the time came, Xuandu would probably kill back and chop up the old woman, but he was used to seeing Xuandu's breezy appearance, so Zixuandu really had a feeling of Wu Anjun.

"Well, watch the distance, don't let the old woman catch up. ”

Fan Zeng glanced at the cat-faced old lady who was chasing after him and instructed.

Xuandu nodded, and then took the Tianwen Sword and took the initiative to the end of the three.

Shentu Baili glanced at Xuandu, and couldn't help but remember the surprise he was at when he saw Xuandu draw his sword in the ghost market inn before, he really didn't expect Xuandu to directly draw his sword and kill him, so that he was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses.

What is the place of the Taiyin School Palace, what kind of person is their palace master, will teach such a disciple, Shentu Baili now believes that the sect behind them in Xuandu is really ready to move this world back on the right track.

It's just that there is still such a grand hidden sect in this world?

Why has he never heard of it, or is it that even the Immortal Gate does not know about the existence of the Taiyin Academy.

............

Xianyang City, Qin Palace, Yingzheng was wearing the emperor's clothes, hanging the curtain in front of him, he looked at the fold in his hand, and replied on it: Check, where it is involved, there is no forgiveness for killing.

In the tactful stroke, the imperial majesty is already possessed.

After starting the pen, Ying Zheng put down the pen and ink in his hand, and pushed the fold to Meng Yi on his side, since Meng Tian walked into the army, he rarely appeared by Ying Zheng's side, but Meng Yi became the emperor's confidant and minister, often accompanying him.

"Meng Yi, you go to do this matter, take my Moyuan sword out, all those who rebel, raze the three clans, and then take their family's biggest opponent for Qin's use, I want them to know that only I can give them wealth and glory, and any disobedience is only a dead end." ”

"No!"

Meng Yi took the fold and turned to leave.

Ying Zheng sat on the throne, he sighed, his cultivation was just as the master said, he had been pressed back to the trough by the emperor's luck, but the blessings and misfortunes depended on each other, carrying the luck of the Great Qin, his strength did not decrease but increased, he had surpassed the cultivation of qi into the gods, entered the state of gathering the top of the three flowers, and was even constantly improving.

"Blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, Master, Zheng'er will not disappoint your expectations. ”