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Jin Yuze was stunned, and suddenly saw the things that were sealed in the depths of his memory by himself from Ruyi's eyes, it turned out that Ruyi's eyes could see things that others couldn't see.

"Winter is approaching, the night fog is heavy, you should go back to rest."

He turned around and lay on his side on the bed, his indifferent and arrogant back rejected all the gentleness just now, Ruyi's eyes turned around twice, he stuck out his tongue and turned around and disappeared into the bamboo forest.

……

In the imperial capital, the night pearl illuminates the entire crape myrtle hall as if it were day.

"Second Prince Qiqi, this is a crystal jasmine soup given by His Majesty, please taste it!" One of the attendants bowed respectfully to his knees.

On the rose-red gilt backrest chair in front of him, a tight robe with black embroidered silver bamboo leaves highlights a tall and strong, tall and burly figure, and the long black hair is tied up high with a silver hollow headband, smooth as silk and cascading down, the heavenly court is high and full, perfect to the impeccable hairline, a pair of sword eyebrows are eye-catching, the bridge of the nose is high, the thin lips are slightly open, and the eyes are deep and cold, making people unable to see the bottom, but afraid of his majesty.

Nangong Ion glanced at the small bowl of jade on the table containing two-thirds of the transparent gel soup, which was sprinkled with a few orange hexagonal petals, fluttering, ups and downs, just a glance at the taste buds were instantly exploded, the person who boiled this soup must have extremely superb cooking skills. It is worthy of being from the hands of the goddess's favorite chef Jiu Yixi.

"Thank you for the gift of the goddess for me, just let the soup go here, you go down first." Nangong Ion waved his hand, picked up the books on a few cases and read them.

The attendant saw that Nangong Ion was unmoved, and his eyes changed slightly: "Jiuniang told the slave to tell the second prince to drink it while it is hot, and the crystal jasmine soup must be tasted while it is hot to taste the beauty, and it will change when it is cold." ”

"Oh? I see, so I should try it while it's hot. ”

Nangong Ion raised his head and glanced at the attendant expressionlessly, put down the book and elegantly picked up the soup bowl, and inadvertently saw the attendant look at him strangely in the corner of his eye. I was shocked. It is suspected that there is a cat in this bowl of crystal jasmine soup, and nine times out of ten it is poisonous.

"By the way, which temple are you from?"

The attendant saw Nangong Ion bring the soup bowl to his mouth, but put it down again. Thought he had noticed something. The hand clenched the dagger hidden in the long sleeve. Ready to go.

"The slave is from the temple of the goddess." The attendant tensed, but still answered with the same face.

“”

Suddenly, a cold wind whistled in front of me. Nangong Ion's heart tightened, it turned out that his suspicions were good, this attendant was not an ordinary attendant at all, but came to take his life, only to see his unhurried wrist dexterously turn, and the jade bowl was like an arrow off the string, flying away.

With a bang, the sharp dagger stabbed the jade bowl with a blow, and the attendant flew towards him with the dagger in his hand, Nangong Ion stared angrily, his feet were light, and his whole body flew backwards, dodging the attendant's desperate stab, and the attendant saw that he pounced, and then kicked his right foot on several cases, turned around and chased closely.

Nangong Ion's eyebrows furrowed slightly, this person's swordsmanship is superb, and his speed is extremely fast, if he hadn't been prepared, it would have been difficult to dodge his kill, seeing that the attendant was chasing after him, he repeatedly dodged and had no way, he crawled down, his body turned, and he flashed sideways behind the attendant, and took the opportunity to hit him on the back with a palm.

A few fatal kills in succession not only allowed Nangong Ion to dodge, but was also slapped by a sneak attack, and the attendant took two steps forward.

"The rumors that the Blood Shadow Killer is unfamiliar with the ubiquity are indeed worthy of the name, I originally thought that it would not be so easy for you to enter this guarded imperial capital like an iron bucket, but now I should really reflect on my self-righteousness, the Blood Shadow Silver Medal Killer Leng Chuanhu." Nangong ionic robe fluttering, standing with his hands in his hands.

The surprise in the attendant's eyes flashed, a strange sneer rose at the corner of his mouth, he turned around and tore off the skin on his face, revealing a face full of knife marks, and smiled coldly, the corners of his mouth were cracked to his earlobes, looking hideous and terrifying.

Nangong Ion was stunned, suddenly felt that his stomach was turning upside down, and he wanted to vomit, Mo said that Leng Chuanhu's appearance was hideous and terrifying, and it made people nauseous, the whites of his bloodshot eyes were rotten, and the scorched yellow water continued to flow out, his nose collapsed crookedly, his lips turned out, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be specially cut with a knife.

"My transfiguration technique has never been recognized, I didn't expect you to be the first, but you will also be the last, suffer death."

Leng Chuanhu snorted coldly, and the Flying Wheel Sword of Desperate Soul Chasing swept across with endless lethality.

Its speed was as fast as the wind, and before Nangong Ion had time to dodge, he felt a dull pain in his chest, and the whole person was forced by the sword qi to fly out, and a sweet smell filled his mouth, and blood spurted out of his side and spilled all over the ground.

Along the way from the Hunting Country to the Goddess Country, he fought Leng Chuanhu no less than ten times, he almost used all his strength to kill just now, and he was still alive, he looked at Leng Chuanhu suspiciously, as if he had seen something incredible, and the whole person stayed in place.

Leng Chuanhu was extremely surprised, no one could survive after receiving his Flywheel Sword, but Nangong Ion survived, because just now he saw with his own eyes a woman covered in blue light who blocked it for him.

Who is that woman? Why did it fly out of Nangong Ion's chest? Why was there a blue glow emanating from her almost transparent body, and what was the breath from the dead that sent him chills all over?

Suddenly, he recalled the murderous man he saw in the small inn in Cangzhou, no, it should be a demon, that's right, no one can become like this, except for the fickle demon.

When he was in a daze, guards kept pouring around him to surround him, and Jia Xuan took the lead, as well as Zimo, who was wearing silver-patterned armor and had a heroic posture.

Jia Xuan hurriedly stepped forward to check Nangong Ion's injury, and Zimo was already furious, and the spear in his hand stabbed over like a wind, Leng Chuanhu couldn't dodge, was pierced through the stomach by the spear, flew backwards for several meters and landed on the stone pillar, blood kept gushing out of his throat, and slid down the corner of his mouth.

Zimo glared at Leng Chuanhu fiercely, and suddenly withdrew his spear, Leng Chuanhu fell to the ground like a falling meteorite, and a dusty white boot stepped on his head like mud, constantly ravaging and writhing.

A faint and cold voice like a sharp knife came: "The person who dared to break into the imperial capital to assassinate General Ben is really tired." ”

As he spoke, the spear was raised high, and he suddenly stabbed Leng Chuanhu's head.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, and it must be better! (To be continued.) )