Chapter Eighty-Four: Conspiracy

In the garden.

Yu Shaojun and Wei Hu, what they talked about, no one knows.

I only knew that an hour later, Wei Hu flicked his sleeves and left the Shaojun's Mansion angrily and returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"A dog dares to threaten the ...... of this palace"

Yu Shaojun shook his chair and looked at the disappearing figure at the end of the disappearing garden, his face full of disdain.

Wei Hu's identity may not be known to others, but he is very clear.

In the previous life, when the Central Empire was about to fall apart, the Wei Party opened the Yujing City to welcome the world's rebels into the city.

Subsequently, after the rebels destroyed the Yujing City, a group of mysterious masters fell from the sky.

This group of mysterious masters, whose strength is extremely strong, suppressed the rebels in the Yujing realm in less than a day.

That's not all, about a month later, Wei Hu, with the support of mysterious forces, established the Hidden Ancient Empire, and established the country as Eternal.

In the following thousands of years, the Hidden Ancient Empire continued to expand, becoming one of the top five forces on the continent and dominating the process of the continent.

Yu Shaojun's enemies in his previous life, except for the Dao Sect, were the Yin Gu Empire.

On both sides, more than once a major war broke out.

"It's just that the mysterious forces behind Wei Hu didn't find out until the palace died......

Thinking of all the things in his previous life, Yu Shaojun couldn't help frowning.

Mysterious, always unsettling.

"No matter who it is, the palace will be destroyed, and those who destroy the stability of the empire will be punished!"

Yu Shaojun roared.

Deep in the eyes, the cold is pressing.

If it is an ordinary person, if you look at it, you are afraid that the body will stiffen, the blood will freeze, and the soul will tremble.

After resting for a while, Yu Shaojun drank a few sips of tea, stood up, and continued to practice martial arts.

Ruthless swordsmanship, there are a total of nine styles, and the first three styles he is practicing now are 'killing style', 'tyrant killing style', and 'slashing style'.

These three styles of swordsmanship are the foundation of ruthless swordsmanship, which can be mastered without comprehension and diligent practice.

But from the fourth form, understanding is required.

Without understanding, a thousand days of sword training are not as good as a day of sword training.

"Falling flowers!"

Yu Shaojun was wrapped in aura, and his right hand holding the sword kept falling and rising.

The speed was so fast that it left phantoms in the void.

The spiritual flower of the garden, unlucky!

The sword qi fell, and the petals of the flowers were broken into thousands of pieces, scattered into mud, and stained the body of the flower.

"Hurry, hurry up and ......"

Yu Shaojun shouted in his heart, and the look in his eyes became more and more ruthless.

It seems that these extremely beautiful and adorable petals in front of me are all enemies of life and death.

Kill, kill, kill!

Murderous, evil and demonic.

In these sword qi, everything is dead, the four directions are silent, and any vitality is ruthlessly erased.

No emotion......

No, to be precise, there is still a little emotion.

There is only one kind of this feeling, and that is to kill, kill, kill, kill everything!

Everything can be killed!

Everything can be killed!

"Qiang~"

The sound of the sword roared echoed in the garden, and the sky was full of ruthless sword qi, condensed together, and fell straight ahead.

A beautiful lily flower.

The white leaves reveal purity and holiness.

Rumble!

The sword qi has fallen!

The petals shook slightly, and it seemed to be no different, unlike the previous flower, which was broken into countless pieces.

"It's still a little bit less artistic conception......"

Yu Shaojun put away his sword, and his eyes showed regret.

A cool breeze blew, and the lily spirit flower turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared.

Only the Destruction Sword Qi remained, ravaging the void and creating cracks.

"Continue ......"

Yu Shaojun's eyes were slightly red, and he began to cultivate again.

He vaguely felt that it would not be long before this peace would be broken.

The killing will not stop!

Therefore, he should take advantage of this time to constantly enhance himself so that he can meet the challenges of the future and protect the people who cannot be lost.

"Your Highness, don't you know if you're tired?"

At the entrance of the garden, the servant stared at Yu Shaojun, with distress on his face, waved his little hand, and said firmly: "I also want to cultivate, so that I can share the worries of His Highness......"

In her hand, seven starry sky colored lights flashed.

This is what the Big Dipper looks like.

Wei Mansion, Study!

"Yu Shaojun, you dare to tease the old man. ”

"One day, the old man will leave you with nothing and break your body into pieces......"

Wei Hu's face was full of gloom, he let out a low roar, and he was furious, and in his hands, there were two corpses of maids, a young girl in the flower season, and the body was still warm.

"Bang~"

With a flick of both hands, two corpses were thrown aside, and bright red blood, sprayed out, fell on many ancient books.

The pungent smell of blood permeated the entire study.

"Hundreds of years ago, the old man was determined to be a clean official and benefit one party. ”

"It's all your fault, it's all you, how to meet the old man in this way!"

"Bastards, they're all bastards. ”

"Since you can't go back, the old man will have to die all the way, the old man is unhappy, everyone should not think about it, they will die. ”

"Hahahaha......"

In the dimly lit room, Wei Hu put his bloodstained hand on his face and roared hysterically.

The old face was dyed blood.

A bloody smile.

Eerie and terrifying, desperate and angry, crazy and deadly.

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

Late at night, the moon is as cold as water.

A gust of cold wind, extremely cold, and a little biting.

Prison!

Located in the south of Yujing City, surrounded by tall ancient trees, the miserable howls echo from time to time, which is particularly terrifying.

"I am a sinner, I am a family sinner......"

"Father, Ancestor, I'm sorry for you, I can't ......"

The prison is in, a special cell, with a dark and red prison door, densely patterned, overflowing with a trace of lightning.

Two scarred, unkempt figures, huddled in the corner of the cell, their faces full of pain.

"Do you want to live for revenge?"

An eerie voice suddenly sounded.

"Who?"

One of the figures looked up, their face stained, but they could be distinguished.

This person, the eldest grandson has no worries!

"I can let you out, but you have to do one thing for me. ”

An eerie voice, continued, echoed through the cell.

"What's the matter?"

The eldest grandson asked hurriedly, his eyes showing hope.

"Kill Yu Shaojun!"

The eerie voice is full of murderous energy.

After hearing this, the eldest grandson's face changed, a little moved, and a little hesitant.

After all, their punishment has not yet come down.

Rebellion is a serious crime, but what if it can be mitigated?

"Yesterday morning, Yu Shaojun advised to kill the four major clans and nine clans!" seemed to find the eldest grandson's hesitation, and the voice of the mysterious person came from the void again.

As soon as these words came out, the eldest grandson had no worries and his eye pain shrank.

Kill the Nine Clans!

"Yu Shaojun, you are so ruthless. ”

On the side of the eldest grandson, Tianqiong raised his head, his eyes were blood-red, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out, and said, "Okay, I agree to your request and kill Yu Shaojun!"

The eldest grandson was silent.

"You have been poisoned by Qi Scattering, this is the antidote, after eating it, you can restore your cultivation. ”

"Tomorrow, I will play to Yu Tian's destiny, let Yu Shaojun supervise the beheading, and create opportunities for you, as for the rest of the matter, I think you know how to do it......"

The eerie sound, getting quieter and quieter, eventually faded away.

At the same time, the formation outside the prison door cracked a gap.

Two bottles of elixir flew in from the outside.

Falling in front of the eldest grandson Wuxian and the end of the sky, the inky black jade bottle flickered with a ghostly light.