The Son of Heaven cut his palms and bled to feed the black Jiao.

When Lu Fan saw this scene, he was indeed a little surprised, this Yuwenxiu also dared to think about it.

This black carp has been transformed into a black dragon by him, but it is just a dragon, and if you want to become a dragon, you need to go through the cultivation of the dragon breeding land.

Yu Wenxiu once received a wisp of aura in the preaching platform, and in fact, he was half a cultivator.

His blood contained an aura of aura, although it was weak, but for the black Jiao at this moment, it was naturally extremely delicious.

Heijiao is interested in aura, not blood.

Of course, in the island in the middle of the lake, there is more aura, and the attraction of black Jiao is greater, but ......

Where does Heijiao dare to trespass into the island in the middle of the lake, that is Bai Yujing's station, covered by Lu Fan's spiritual pressure, and its little Jiao is naturally very afraid.

Therefore, the aura in Yu Wenxiu's blood has become the ultimate attraction for him.

Human blood also has spirits, and Lu Pan is actually a little disgusted by Yu Wenxiu's action of using blood to lead the dragon.

It is easy to produce evil nature by nourishing spiritual objects with blood.

Yu Wenxiu was very excited, his other hand gently stroked Heijiao's cold body, and his body and mind trembled with excitement.

He...... It worked!

The old eunuch's body on one side swayed, almost about to fall, and he cried.

"Your Majesty......"

The blood of the Son of Heaven is so precious, Yu Wenxiu actually said that he would let it go......

"Your Majesty, this is not an example. ”

On the wheelchair, Lu Fan's fingers tapped lightly and said lightly.

"Everything in the world has spirits, and their hearts are pure, depending on the direction of cultivation and evolution......

"Once it deviates, the spirit creature may turn into an evil thing, and once the evil thing is too evil, it will even eat itself, Your Majesty be cautious. ”

Lu Fan Road.

Yu Wenxiu seemed to feel the unhappiness in Lu Fan's tone.

nodded, and happily touched the gill fins that covered the head of the black jiao.

"Mr. said that he tamed the black Jiao, and he can give this spiritual object to me, I don't know if it counts?"

Yu Wenxiu asked.

Lu Fan's wheelchair rotated, with his back to Yu Wenxiu, the lonely boat began to sway, and the thick fog gradually shrouded.

"There are eight places for immortals to raise dragons, and the residence of the Son of Heaven is one, and the black Jiao is placed in the place where the dragon is raised, and it can be turned into a dragon, and His Majesty treats it well. ”

Lu Fan said lightly.

"As for the things promised to His Majesty before, Ping An knows ...... in his heart"

"Sister Ning, send off. ”

Ning Zhao, who had been standing quietly on the surface of the lake, bowed slightly.

"Wow. ”

After that, Ning Zhao turned to look at Yu Wenxiu and the old eunuch, "Both, please." ”

Yu Wenxiu's face condensed slightly, and she looked at Lu Fan.

He didn't speak again, obviously he fed Heijiao with blood, this kind of ingenious behavior made Lu Fan dislike.

Yu Wenxiu pursed his lips, he didn't explain, he didn't say anything, he didn't regret it.

He needs Black Jiao, he needs helpers......

In the past, he was relied on by the national teacher, but when the national teacher was involved in the cause of the death of the first emperor.

Yu Wenxiu has lost his support, and he can only rely on himself now.

But after all, he is just a little emperor, and in the face of the ministers, there is a kind of helplessness to be played with applause.

In the past, in the court, there were national teachers who suppressed it, and the ministers did not dare to be presumptuous and jump, but when the national teachers hid in the library and closed the door, as if they were ashamed of the emperor, these ministers began to jump out.

Yu Wenxiu stood on the bow of the boat and arched his hand towards Lu Fan.

The black Jiao wrapped around him also suddenly floated into the air, wanting to gallop towards Lu Fan.

However, an invisible force made the black Jiao shrink back.

"Go ahead. ”

Lu Fan's words, I don't know if he said it to Yu Wenxiu or to Heijiao.

......

The lone boat broke through the fog and returned to shore from scratch.

On the shore of Beiluo Lake, Yi Yue had a whip wrapped around her waist, and Nie Changqing wiped the blood-stained pig-killing knife and looked at Yu Wenxiu.

At first glance, they were all attracted by the black Jiao entangled around Yu Wenxiu.

"That's ...... Legendary dragons?!"

Nie Changqing's eyes shrank.

Childe actually gave the Son of Heaven a dragon?

Lu Changkong was also frightened, and Long ...... It was a divine creature recorded in ancient legends.

Fan'er even got this thing out?!

The meaning of a dragon is self-evident.

Yu Wenxiu was excited, and he felt that he had the hope of a comeback.

"Lu Qing's family, I left Beijing for two days, and now I have to go back to the palace immediately, thank you for the two days of companionship. ”

Yu Wenxiu smiled, obviously in a good mood.

He glanced at the blood stains on the bluestone slab by the lake, and the ministers didn't know where they were.

Yu Wenxiu didn't care, out of sight and out of mind.

He climbed into the chariot and gave the order to return to the palace.

The old eunuch took a deep breath and arched his hand towards Lu Changkong.

"Trouble the City Lord Lu to send a team of elite soldiers to escort ......"

Lu Changkong nodded, and arranged for a team of elite soldiers to escort the Son of Heaven back to Beijing.

The gates of North Los Angeles were wide open.

The chariot of the Son of Heaven, the six horses pulled the cart, galloped away, and raised dust all over the ground.

When the Son of Heaven left North Los Angeles.

The news spread like a feather to all places.

......

Outside the original Chicheng, thirty miles.

Xuan squinted and pinched the letter in his hand.

"Lu Ping'an did not leave Beiluo and entered the imperial capital with the Son of Heaven......"

"Didn't the Son of Heaven ask Beiluo Lu to be safe?"

Xuan Tai murmured.

This is good news for him.

Beside him, the strategist Mo Ju was in a green shirt and scarf, and the feather fan shook lightly, and he thought: "My lord, I have sent someone to Beiluo to get to know Young Master Lu. ”

"This man has a temperament, is strange, ruthless, and kills if he doesn't agree with him. ”

"If you have a good temper, you will repay it, but you always like to say that you have a good temper......"

"However, this person is like a mysterious whirlpool, which makes it impossible to fully see through ......"

Mo Ju said.

Mo Beike sat in his chair and was silent.

Mo Ju's evaluation of Lu Pan is decent, in fact, Mo Beike is very aware of Lu Fan's horror.

Bai Yujing...... This force has already surpassed many hundreds of forces.

The sons of the Yin and Yang family personally took action, plus the Mo family assassins and the means of the organs, but none of them walked out of Beiluo City.

"Taishou, since Lu Ping'an has never been out of Beiluo, then ...... We must seize this opportunity and suppress the imperial capital. ”

Mo Beike got up, and a hoarse voice lingered in the big tent.

Taixuan also stood up, his eyes sharp: "Giant, it's easy to suppress the emperor's capital, but with Jiang Li leading the army to defend it, if we can't attack it for a while, we will suffer a catastrophe!"

"As soon as I got the information, Xiang Shaoyun has already led the Xijun army to the north, approaching the imperial capital, once we are attacked by the enemy...... When the time comes, my Beijun army will be trampled by the Xiliang Iron Cavalry!"

Xuan Taixuan's tone was very grim.

Mobeike held his hands and bent his back.

Xiang Shaoyun waved his army north, which means that the Mo family is in the city...... was broken.

The walled city, known as the most difficult city in the world, was actually broken like this.

Mobeike also had mixed feelings for a while, although he had expected it, but it was still difficult to accept that the reality really happened.

The current situation is for him, and there is no way back.

He closed his eyes slowly.

"Taishou, Jiang Li's matter will be solved by the old decay......"

......

Imperial Palace.

The chariot of the Son of Heaven rushed into the imperial capital, and the six horses galloped and went straight to the imperial city.

However, the entire imperial capital is like a depressed boiler.

In front of the imperial city, on the stairs, the ministers learned the news of the return of the Son of Heaven, and they all wore court clothes and stood in place.

It was as if a dark cloud hung over everyone's heads.

The six horses stopped in front of the imperial city.

The old eunuch glanced at the ministers on the stairs, his face changed slightly, and he lifted the curtain of the carriage.

Yu Wenxiu walked out with his head held high.

The black Jiao snaked around his arm.

When Yu Wenxiu appeared with a black jiao, the officials suddenly changed in shock, and stared at the black jiao in Yu Wenxiu's hand one by one.

In their eyes, this black dragon is no different from a black dragon.

The Son of Heaven returned with the dragon...... What does this indicate?!

Yu Wenxiu was wearing an imperial robe, the corners of his mouth were upturned, and he was a little complacent, and the expressions of these ministers made him feel happy.

He returned with a dragon, he is the true son of the dragon, who would dare to disobey him?!

Of course, the appearance of the black Jiao did shock the officials.

However, before the hundred officials gathered in the palace, they naturally would not retreat.

Because the national teacher was involved in the collapse of the first emperor, many courtiers in the line of the national teacher said that they were sick at home.

Now these ministers are not in the same vein as national teachers.

When Yu Wenxiu walked the last staircase.

The ministers knelt down in unison.

Minister He Shou held a piece of paper, and walked out with his sleeves as if he were dead.

"Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty is the son of the first emperor, how can you not get the snow for the first emperor's grievances, and how can you allow the monarch's killer to take charge of the military power? ”

Minister He Shou handed a piece of paper in his hand to the old eunuch.

The old eunuch spread out and glanced at it, his face changed suddenly, and he looked at the minister incredulously.

His face trembled.

"Bring it!"

Yu Wenxiu's face was cold, and the old eunuch's complexion changed, and he saw it in his eyes.

Took the paperwork handed by the old eunuch.

This is an essay.

Unfold it and take a look, and the six big characters of "Asking for Lu's Demon Tree" come into view.

Yuwen was so angry that his face turned pale, although Lu Wen was denouncing Lu Fan, but in fact, the national teacher, Jiang Li was included.

Suddenly tore the text in his hand to shreds.

However, Minister He Shou is neither humble nor arrogant.

"Your Majesty, this text has spread all over the imperial capital and all over the world...... If the demon does not die, the emperor will be in chaos, the first emperor will be wronged, and our courtiers will be like a knife!"

The rest of the ministers also chimed in, neither humble nor arrogant.

Yu Wenxiu was furious.

scolded angrily: "Wow, Er's mother and maid!"

After that, he brushed his sleeves and left.

returned to the Zijin Palace, entered the study, held the black Jiao, sat on the chair, Yuwen's delicate face was flushed.

However......

When he looked at the desk, he was slightly stunned, but his face changed drastically, and he slapped it on the sandalwood desk.

"What about the nine edicts I have drafted?!"

The old eunuch who was standing respectfully on the side also changed suddenly!

......

Minister He Shou, a piece of paper spread to the world.

The imperial capital was suddenly in turmoil, and the people were furious.

The Son of Heaven was bewitched by the demons, killed the important ministers indiscriminately, the Great Zhou was chaotic, and the demons were chaotic!

At this time, the rumors that the national teacher and Jiang Li joined forces to kill the monarch became even more popular.

Restaurants, teahouses, and even Fengyue Spring Buildings talk about such things.

Imperial capital, book pavilion.

Kong Xiu, the national teacher, sat in a rocking chair, swaying gently, and the crunching sound was endless.

Mo Tianyu couldn't help but admire after reading the text in his hand.

"This essay is well written, He Shouzhi's literary brilliance, the words are sonorous, like a storm is coming, which is admirable. ”

Kong Xiu and Kong Nanfei looked at him lightly.

The more Mo Tianyu spoke, the more weak he became, and finally snorted and slapped the text on the wooden table.

"Hmph! This doesn't make sense!"

Kong Nanfei rolled his eyes, and the national teacher slowly closed his eyes.

"If you don't do it, you won't die, as soon as this article comes out, with Lu Ping'an's temper, there will be a big drama to watch. ”

......

Night.

The sky is full of stars and the breeze is blowing.

There is a piece of paper that seems to have been blown into the quiet North Los Angeles by the wind.

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