Emperor Xing, who was carrying filial piety, knelt on top of the mourning hall, his body was a long coat of black cloth, and a belt made of the boss's heavy, long and wide white cloth was buckled around his waist, his face was pale, even if the sun moistened his face a lot, but it was still pale and transparent, and the wide-sleeved robe on his body made him look more and more weak. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The white paper money fluttered in the misty sky, tumbling between the palaces like ghosts, and the shallow saw the helplessness of life and the ease of death in the dim eyes of Emperor Xing. Under the scorching sun, the eunuchs carried the coffin and sweated profusely, the emperor walked like a puppet with both hands holding the spiritual seat, and the ministers followed closely, but there was no trace of filial piety.

The white paper flew, suddenly a lightning bolt crossed the silence of the sky, a thunder disturbed the spirit on the earth, the rain, like a silver sword shot down, fierce and violent fear of hitting the clothes, the eunuchs have brought Huangluo umbrellas for the emperor to shelter from the wind and rain, but also for Daji, Zhiqian and Jiang Tang and several Niangniang propped up the canopy. The nectar from the sky should be joyful, but why is it so weird.

The silent clouds once again spit out a dazzling firelight, and the thunder roared and echoed in the golden palace for a long time.

"Heavenly Tribulation ......" to shallow frightened trembling, can't help but tremble, if the uncle is there, she will not be so afraid, now she is alone, her face showed a cowardly look, panicked, Daji frowned, this thunder is strange, it seems to be a catastrophe, now the shallow demon bones have been shaved, and gradually there is a fairy spirit, because the demon becomes an immortal is a move against the sky, against the sky, the heavens will rain down heavenly punishment, called the heavenly catastrophe.

The Heavenly Tribulation is a kind of restriction on the tyrannical life in the natural world, and only after experiencing the baptism and transformation of the Heavenly Tribulation can the divine body be transcendent, and those who can't survive it will turn into ashes and return to the origin of heaven and earth, whether the heavenly punishment has begun.

Bigan frowned, and a terrible darkness was like a greedy devil trying to swallow the whole world, and in an instant, lightning tore the dark cloud apart like a vigorous white cloud, and slashed into the coffin, and black smoke came out.

The crowd panicked, and the guards hurried to escort them.

The emperor is fortunate to be surrounded by no one to embrace the queen mother's spiritual position, but his vast heart is still looking at it so stupidly, stupidly sad, and feeling nostalgic.

"Are you ready to be baptized by the Tribulation?" The ethereal voice echoed, and Zhiqian clenched his fists, what should come will always come, and once it comes, you must accept it.

The catastrophe that he deserves to suffer should not be made to suffer these innocent Chaoge people, and his hands suddenly turned into long eyes, "Quickly bring Your Majesty back to the palace." "Zhi Qian stepped out of the canopy, and let the rain wash away.

Shangqing's order must be obeyed, and the officials followed the emperor to enter the house one after another to avoid the lightning disaster, leaving only Bigan and Daji and her maid Qian'er, "Sister Daji, go away!" "Thunder roared.

"I know the purpose of your entry into the palace, I will protect her thoroughly, and ask Niangniang to accompany Your Majesty." Bigan whispered to Daji.

"You?" Daji is more thoughtful than dry, if he knows, why doesn't he debunk it? Daji frowned, although the Bigan in front of him was in the year of the sixtieth year, he was full of fairy energy, and he would definitely be able to protect the shallow, so he went back to the house with Qian'er, and Bigan conjured up a whip.

"Why help me? Didn't the prime minister always have murderous intentions towards me? "The lightning frightened the head, and the shallow eyes were lowered by a catastrophe.

"I'm not helping you." Indeed, if it is her calamity, Bigan must not help, but this is not her calamity.

The thunder roared, the catastrophe came, and the flames smashed into the palace, and what puzzled me was that the flames were not aimed at her, but fell to the houses where Di Xin was hiding, and some of the maids were frightened, why is this?

"Set this barrier with my blood!" Zhiqian held Changmu in his hand and cut his wrist, and the blood dripped into Changmu's eyes and there were bursts of blood, "May this enchantment protect the people of Chaoge for their well-being." ”

The long eyes instantly turned into thousands of sharp blades, hovering over the house, and let the fire slam it, the house was not affected in the slightest, and Zhiqian took out the ribbon that Di Xin had given him from his waist and tied it to his bleeding wrist.

The fire seemed to see that it was the ghosts of these two people, and they rushed towards them one after another, and the fox fire flew in Zhiqian's hand, and the whip was hit in the hand of Bigan, and the fire instantly turned into beautiful fireworks in mid-air. Helplessly, the flames were huge, densely sprinkled down, and it was obviously a little difficult, "Why do you want to hurt this Li people." Zhiqian shouted at the flames, why did this catastrophe hurt the innocent.

The flames poured down like madness, and the shallow arm was burned by it, and the "little baby ......" Daji was helpless, if he stepped forward to rescue, this seven-trick exquisite heart would become an unobtainable thing.

"Niangniang, let Qian'er help Shangqing." Qian'er clenched the sword in her hand.

"Proceed with caution." Daji had no choice but to let Qian'er go out to rescue Zhixiao, although Qian'er is a mortal body, her martial arts are incomparable to mortals.

"Is there a big problem with Shangqing?" Qian'er saw the shallow arm, the blisters the size of beans, a thin layer of skin, and the liquid in the middle seemed to come out; There is a large area of redness and swelling around the area, which is unbearable to look at.

"How did you get out?" The fox fire in Zhiqian's hand struck behind Qian'er, and the flames not far from Qian'er instantly rushed to the sky, and the flames reflected on both sides of the riverbank. "Go back."

Qian'er rose into the air, spun in the air, and waved a brilliant light curtain, like a little star falling from the starry sky, the light curtain cut off the rainbow rays that shot out, and resolved the nightmare of killing.

The martial arts are actually top-level Xuangong, and it is a well-known sword trick that does not resent, why can this ordinary long sword dance without resentment sword trick? In the rainy night, she set off her elegance and peerlessness, and then the long sword swung, and the dazzling sword light rushed straight up, like a brilliant silver dragon, as if to connect with the lightning that fell from the sky.

"Don't you hate it?" Zhi Qian has never seen the sword without anger, nor has he seen its sword technique, but in this flowing move, it flashed in his mind.

The sky was dark, the thunder and lightning pierced the endless darkness, and the dyed heaven and earth were illuminated by this way, the "last catastrophe ......" knew that this catastrophe could not be avoided no matter what, although it was more hesitant to shallow also seemed to accept it gladly, the scorching fire gradually approached, suddenly a figure embraced her, suddenly thundered, the world instantly restored calm, the day is thin.

"Your Majesty......" Bigan was stunned, and all the courtiers were stunned, who was this hug?

Zhi Qian raised his head slightly, and looked at Di Xing, "Zi...... Zi Shou ......" The corners of Di Xing's mouth flowed blood, and he raised up slightly.

"Sister shouldn't suffer this ......catastrophe for me," he said, and fell into Zhiqian's arms, and the imperial doctors rushed to him, Zhiqian's ears roared, why did Zishou say such a thing? Is this catastrophe suffered by the Son? Then why is it recorded in ancient books that a person who became an emperor endured all the tribulations in this life in his previous life? Why is that? Why is that?

Emperor Xing was unconscious, and although the three souls and six spirits existed in his body, he had no will.

"What did Zishou mean by the last words he said to me?" Bigan knelt on the mourning hall, prayed to the ancestors and ancestors to bless the emperor, pushed the door in shallowly, and questioned Bigan.

Bigan sighed, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes seemed to deepen, and he shook his head helplessly.

"What are you hiding from me?" Bigan looked at the plaque of the ancestors of the Yin family.

"This calamity is indeed Your Majesty's. Do you think the death of the Queen Mother is strange? Bigan stood up tremblingly.

Zhi Qian once examined the body of the queen mother, and the scratches on it were different from the scratches of the suffering people, and when he saw the grief of the emperor's mother, he did not say, "Could it be that the son was killed?" ”

"For the sake of Your Majesty's fame, I beg to bear the infamy for Your Majesty." Bigan's knees trembled slightly, and his body slowly sank, and when he was about to land, his body slammed to the ground, and there was a muffled sound on his knees.

"Is there a way for the prime minister to save his son?" Zhiqian helped Bigan up, even if Bigan didn't plead with himself like this, he would do this, but why did Emperor Xing hurt his mother?

"Soul Returning Grass, Demon Refining Pot."

"Soul Returning Grass?" Zhi Qian suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a plant in the Qingxuan Palace, and Gu Ji often irrigated it with its blood, which seemed to be of any use, but this demon refining pot is now in the hands of the demon king, how can this be good, "I'll go and retrieve the soul grass." ”

Zhiqian can't take care of the pain on his body, and now that the emperor is lucky, he has no choice but to steal it, and easily steal back the soul grass, although he is sorry for the uncle, but he can save the emperor from fire and water.

Zhiqian went to the Lock Demon Tower again, and the road was still full of demonic energy, "Sister Umbrella, Brother Snake......"

Zhishan shouted in a low voice.

There was no one to answer the empty air around, and he breathed a long sigh of relief, and turned into the appearance of an umbrella demon, which was the disguise forbidden technique that he secretly learned from Gu Ji, but because of his limited spiritual power, he couldn't last for a few hours. Sniffing the demon qi, I arrived at the Lock Demon Tower in a blink of an eye, it was supported by the Seven Star Disk Dragon Pillar, the outer layer of iron chains was tied up, and countless runes were pasted on the tower. To the shallow push door in, the environment in the tower is extremely gloomy, the demons are everywhere, there are seven floors at the top of the tower, and the structure of each layer is different.

"I've seen adults." Whenever they meet monsters, they will salute respectfully, and they can't help but wonder, is it that Sister Umbrella is a person who is surprised in the demon world? In a blink of an eye, he walked to the top floor, why didn't he see the demon water in his uncle's mouth?

"You're back?" The demon king on the dragon chair lay lazily, closing his eyes and recuperating.

"Yes." Zhiqian looked at the top of the heart and looked at the legendary demon king, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"The king is tired." The demon king opened his lazy eyes, a pair of eyes as pure as spring water, with a soft light, such clear eyes, actually belonged to the demon king, there was a cinnabar mole under the corner of the eye, he beckoned, patted the dragon chair, and motioned to sit beside him.

Although he was helpless, he still went over and sat down, it turned out that he was wrong to blame the snake demon, and the appearance of the demon king and the snake demon was extremely different. The red black lazily lay on Zhiqian's lap like a child, and Zhiqian shivered suddenly, why is the relationship between the demon king and Sister Umbrella so close?

"Sister, this king is really tired." Gradually, Red Black let out an even breathing sound.

"Red and black ......" whispered tentatively.

"Sister, shhh...... Let this king sleep again. "The red black hands hugged Zhiqian's slender waist, and this action made Zhiqian not move, nor did he move. The red black was lying quietly on the shallow legs, his eyes were slightly closed, and a slight smile appeared on his face that had not changed for thousands of years, thinking that he must have met the lord of Qingdi, in an instant, his brows were frowned, he couldn't see through his thoughts, he was as depressed as the fall of the jade mountain, the cinnabar mole was extremely tempting, why was he so mysterious, so fascinating.

"Lord?" The Demon Venerable suddenly came, and he was really frightened, and he didn't dare to look at his eyes, for fear that he would fall again and indulge again.

"Demon Venerable, you scared Sister." Chihei yawned slowly, opened his sleepy eyes, hazy and confused, and gently rubbed his eyes, looking lazy. He sat up with a bone, his head resting lightly on the shallowest shoulder, "What did the Demon Venerable have to do when he came here today?" ”

"Qingxuan Hall doesn't have Soul Returning Grass at all." The Demon Venerable didn't seem to have discovered that the Umbrella Demon was transformed by the most shallow. Soul Returning Grass? Why do they want to go back to the Soul Grass?

"Gu Ji just wants to use this king to fulfill his ambitions, treat the gentleman with the heart of a gentleman, and return the villain with the way of a villain, and the Demon Venerable doesn't need to worry too much." The red black rubbed lightly against the shallow shoulders.

"The 1 in 10,000 chance of saving the county lord of Qingdi is really a try?" Demon Venerable's eyes were gloomy, as if he was saying that he was incompetent.

"Yes." An understatement, but a firm one.

"If it fails, will the Lord know the consequences of the catastrophe?"

"So what?"

Chihei stood up, and the most shallow and knowledgeable also stood up, standing behind Chihei, Chihei stroked the dragon head on the dragon chair, and suddenly there was a boom, and a secret room suddenly appeared.

Zhishan followed closely and walked in. It turns out that the materialization of this town tower is hidden in this secret room. Demon water is a thing that monsters are extremely afraid of, and it will erode blood and bones when touched, and if you are not careful, it will turn into a pool of water and disappear into all things in heaven and earth. But there is a heroic woman lying in the demon water, presumably this is the lord of Qingdi.

It has been recorded in ancient books that the demon water can turn any demon, but it has no harm to the mortal body, and can even preserve the body for thousands of years.

"After a hundred days, the day of the turbidity of the evil qi is the best time for the art of rebirth, and the Lord must not slack off."

"For the sake of this king, the Demon Venerable can be described as painstaking." The demon refining pot was conjured up in Chihei's hand, and Zhiqian stared intently, "I snatched the demon refining pot for this king, I was infamous in the world, and I was misunderstood by the people I love the most, do you regret it?" ”

"Living to this day, the deity knows that there is nothing and no regrets, but whether it is worth it." The Demon Venerable never thought of leaving the red and black alone, "The Lord is kind to the deity, no matter what the Lord does, the deity thinks it is worth it." ”

"I can't imagine that what I did at the beginning has become the pillar of my king's life today." Chihei laughed heartily and hugged Zhiqian's neck, "On the day when Qingdi wakes up, this king will kill Sister Ah and sacrifice to the sky." ”

Worship the sky? Why worship the heavens? How to respond?

"The Lord's hatred for Hongyan has not been indifferent after thousands of years." I don't know when, the umbrella demon has already appeared in front of the secret room, but there is just a trace of loss in his eyes.

"Who are you?" The demon king instantly let go of the shallow in his arms, and the shallow disguise technique seemed to have come to an hour, showing her original appearance a little.

"Jiu'er?" The face of the Demon Venerable suddenly became joyful.

"I'm sorry." In addition to the red black shock, Zhi Qian snatched the demon refining pot in an instant, transformed into the original form, jumped from the top window lattice, and fled, and the demon venerable immediately chased out.

Crimson wanted to find it, but was tightly embraced by the umbrella demon, "Why didn't the Lord kill me in the first place, and let Yan'er survive for a thousand years on this fairy umbrella?" ”

She is the right and left hand umbrella demon of the demon king, and he often calls me sister, just because I am the sister of the county lord of Qingdi, Hongyan.

Hongyan is not as lucky as Qingdi, but she is more scheming than Qingdi.

The sons under the father's knees are all useless waste, so Qing Di has been proficient in martial arts since he was a child and has taken on the great task of protecting the country.

On that day, the blood-red sunset was gradually fading, and the two sides faced each other to the death, neither retreating, nor rushing to kill, nor did any side fight for the accumulated corpses and discarded chariots on the main battlefield of the valley. It's like two tigers staring at each other, neither of them can leave the battlefield first.

The next day, the entire battlefield was stained red with blood all over the ground, leaving behind blood, loneliness, ruined battlefields, and irreparable pain...... In the middle of the night, the enemy attacked and our army was annihilated, and why did Qing Di fall in this pool of blood and fall on the corpses of his comrades?

"Ahem." Qing Di didn't know why he fell in a pool of blood of his clansmen that day, and red blood flowed from his eyes, and he was in danger.

Qing Di knew that people from the royal family should not have mercy, but she still made a mistake......

He was blind and deaf in both ears, and Qing Di lived with him in a ruined temple, looking for medicine to heal him. He once said that he is the demon king, and she will regret saving him one day; He also once said that when he reigns over the world, he will make her his home all over the world.

Such a beautiful lie, she stupidly believed it. As soon as the reinforcements arrived, Qing Di led an army of 100,000 to attack the enemy, and for three days and three nights, she did not sleep until she met him again. The mountains and rivers were broken and the wind was fluttering, and finally, she won the battle, and knelt in the sea of blood with the king's head and cried, finally, she didn't have to go to the battlefield anymore, and finally, she should live like a girl. Hurrying back to the temple, the sight in front of her made her smack.

Why is the man who wants to entrust his life intimacy with his sister?

"Who is this?" The red black eyes were rediscovered, and those eyes were so cold and merciless to themselves.

"This is my sister Qingdi." Hong Yanli was lying in the red black arms, and the coincidence of all this was ridiculous. Qing Di begged Hongyan to take care of Chihei for some time, and also told Hongyan her heart for Chihei, but Chihei's smile made Hongyan sink.

It turns out that the person who saved my life is such a handsome person, and this king is still afraid of marrying an ugly monster to go back. It's just because Chihei mistakenly regards Hongyan as Qingdi, and because of Hongyan's selfishness, he hurts Qingyan and hurts himself.

"Your sister has a life-saving grace for this king, and she chose the king of Japan to marry Hongyan as his wife." Ashiguro said.

"Obviously, the person who saved you is me, obviously you said that you will only marry me in this life, why did you lie to him, sister." I only felt that my scarred self was out of place with them, and the blood was dripping to the ground, how ridiculous and ironic I was! I never fought with my sister for anything, and in the end, even the person I favored was taken away.

"What are you talking about?" Hongyan smiled, "Don't you look like this in a mirror?" ”

Yes, how can a person who is full of blood and blood on the battlefield get the so-called love, Qing Di held the long blade stained with the blood of the enemy, made a piercing friction sound, and disappeared into this blood-red sky.