Zhang Daolin didn't ask about the candle dragon again, nor did he ask about the layout of the Yin Division.

This genius of the Dao Sect was very clear, and knew that he was not qualified enough to ask these questions.

In his opinion, the Son of Yama is a powerful man who is mysterious to the extreme, although Fengyunlou has his information, saying that he once broke his wrist with the Western Branch of the Demon Sect in Western Xia, but this is only the tip of his iceberg.

In fact...

In the dark underworld, this Yama Heavenly Son is truly one of several uncrowned kings.

The Son of Heaven of Yama had told him that there were eighteen seats in the Yin Division, and now there were still a few missing, and this Dao Lin set the goal of this life almost instantly.

Fuck the door.

Fuck the immortals.

The moment he saw the means and power of the Yama Heavenly Son, he had already set a goal in this life.

It's just that... He didn't know that the Yama Heavenly Son known to a small number of people in the world was just the tip of the iceberg of a certain iceberg.

...

It is up to people to plan things, and it is up to heaven to make things happen.

If the sky doesn't help, then cover the sky with one hand.

Xia Ji took off the mask of the Son of Yama, revealing a face that could be called a "little white face".

A little crazy, a little melancholy, and bright.

He strolled along the shore of Changhong Lake in the afternoon, loose robes, scattered shawl hair, most of the people here wore masks, hidden, but he didn't.

The women who passed by recognized this Oiran mentor, and they all smiled and threw their eyes, sent autumn waves, and waved champas...

When Xia Ji was sitting by the lake, there were no less beautiful women coming to talk.

Those who send melon seeds and fruit preserves, and those who send fine wine, abound.

This meeting, even if the emperor comes, is at most so.

Not long after, Qi Yao and Lan Xiaomo appeared again, and the two of them respectively handed over the invitation letter of "Talented Son Touring Sichuan" in the spring, which is a tradition in the wind and dust world, and it is an activity to prepare for the Oiran.

Xia Ji looked at these exquisitely made invitations, and Wang Ao's appearance suddenly appeared in his mind, so he asked for a few more.

His face, whether it is the Moon Shadow Building or the Flying Flower Palace, it is impossible not to buy it.

This is an Oiran mentor.

He's already single-handedly brought out two Oiran.

The most important thing is that his character is reliable, and outsiders only know that this general is extremely romantic, but on the contrary, the top names of Qinglou understand that this general is really too straightforward.

Straight men to the point where they are inferior to a beast and rated very safe.

Therefore, when uninformed outsiders talked about Xia Ji's "romance", the girls in the wind and dust world just covered their mouths and giggled.

...

Night falls.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, the moon is in the sky.

In the Guangfu Palace in the imperial capital of Tianque, on both sides of the palace, everyone sat cross-legged, and the gold-painted rosewood table in front of them was placed with delicacies with buckles.

There were powerful generals seated here, and the crown prince naturally rushed back, in addition to six princes.

The queen's concubines are separated separately at the east banquet table, and the rest of the powerful women's rights are at the west banquet table.

Xia Ji sat at the end of the right side, although he was a general, he was not ranked here, but the corner also had the advantage of a corner, he lay quietly, bowing his head and yawning.

Xia Ning was in the hall behind him, separated by a splendid screen.

And by this time, his consciousness had been released.

As soon as this divine sense was released, he felt that there were many strong people around this Guangfu Palace, who were hiding in the shadows and were coveting everything in the palace.

It is up to people to plan things, and it is up to heaven to make things happen.

Xia Ji was one of the few people present who knew what was going on outside the banquet tonight.

He was napping.

Others have long been accustomed to the style of this former royal capital big straw bag, and now the merry general.

It's just a favored clown, I don't know how to be low-key, I don't know how to develop, and when Concubine Ning declines, that is, when his good days come to an end, what will happen to such a self-righteous little white face, you can imagine that after all, Concubine Ning's identity has offended many people.

Inside, there is no background, offending the entire harem.

Outside, the country and the people are ruined, and the demon queen of the troubled times is the one who bears the blame.

So no one went to talk to him and make friends with Xia Ji.

But no one knew that the clown in their eyes was sensing the situation in the distance at this time.

His thoughts raced.

Tonight, you might be going to face off against the masters of the entire palace.

Of course, he also has a lot of layouts, so it is difficult for the situation to get to the point where he needs to make a move.

At the same time, he was curious.

Because he also wanted to know what the demonic doll under Xia Ning's bed would prove?

Will my sister be a demon?

In fact, things have developed to this point, as long as you have a little logic, you can guess that it is absolutely impossible to come out of nowhere, and Xia Ning definitely has a problem.

Xia Ji is no exception.

What's more, he had a few small tests before.

Although he still didn't understand why Xia Ning arranged for himself to cultivate immortals and seek immortality.

Either way, he won't change his position.

On the contrary, he was thinking, if Xia Ning is really a demon, then it is just right, anyway, the people here do not welcome a demon queen in a chaotic country, nor do they welcome a gentleman who does not learn and has no skills, so he will leave Tianque with his sister.

It's just that in the king, he can rely on the luck of the Son of Heaven to cover the demonic energy, and when he leaves the royal capital, he will have to face a lot of enemies.

But so what?

He only has one sister, Xia Ning.

The clouds on the frontier are also beautiful, and the wine is also very mellow, maybe you can go to herd horses.

The water is blue and the clouds are white, so you may be able to sail and sail overseas.

The young man raised his head, and in the noise of the palace music, he looked at the dancing girl performing in the middle, and the dancing girl recognized the general, and secretly sent Qiu Bo, Xia Ji smiled slightly.

...

At this time.

Dao idiot, Zhang Daolin, Lan Yu, and the royal family, several absolutely loyal leaders in the secret guard pounced on the Laurel Palace and the Xinghui Palace respectively.

Under the moonlight, there are plenty of shadows.

There is a dispatch of the Son of Heaven, and several people are naturally very smooth.

Dao idiot, Zhang Daolin went directly to Xinghui Palace.

Lan Yu and a strong person in the royal family went directly to the Laurel Palace.

Both sides at the same time.

The talisman sealed the door, knocked lightly three times, and the candle flame was not extinguished, and then entered.

Dao idiot sat in the center of Xinghui Palace, his divine sense was released, and he monitored the surroundings, and sure enough... His [Tianyuan Thirty-six Vertical and Horizontal] had already broken through the boundary of the tenth layer and stepped into the transcendent realm, and now that it was unleashed, all the turmoil in the small half of the palace fell under his control.

Surrounded by dark guards.

And Zhang Daolin went to investigate under the bed.

Meantime.

In the Laurel Palace.

The royal worship was obviously a master of horizontal training, he sat in the Laurel Palace, his short hair was like a needle, the muscles of his whole body exploded, he carried a horse chopping knife, and when he closed his eyes, his divine consciousness also diffused.

Every transcendent is a natural radar detector, and once calmed down, he can supervise a small area.

Sapphire quickly began to investigate.

Besides.

In the dark part of the palace, a man holding a soul-breaking axe was meditating with his eyes closed, he was Xin Wusoul, one of the seven generals of the Dragon Protector, but the three thousand feathers were standing quietly behind him.

Like a forest and a mountain, it seems to be quietly waiting for the storm in this calm to brew and arise.

At the banquet, the staggered bargaining, laughter, and festivity.

And in another place.

Zhang Daolin, who was crawling under the bed and exploring, was suddenly stunned, and a soft thing started.

He grabbed it and put it in front of him, but he saw that it was a doll.

That doll... His eyes were red, obviously absorbing demonic energy!!