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"Yes, Zitong, you go and rest quickly, grandpa, I will take care of you here." Meng Fusheng was busy persuading.

"Then it's hard for you." Zitong didn't say anything polite to a few people, stood up at the moment, chatted with Ziqiong a few more words, and then went to rest in the Ziluan Hall not far away.

There was nothing to say for a day, and it was already dusk in the blink of an eye.

That night, Zitong held a banquet in the Ziluan Palace, not only inviting Meng Fusheng, Murong Dongli and others, but also all the main officials in Tianji City.

Not only that, but she also sent someone to the Star God Temple.

As soon as everyone took their seats, someone had already come in to report that Luo Yin, the Great Elder of the Star God Temple, had come to meet them.

"Please!"

Purple Pupil shouted an order.

Because the position of purple-clothed holy envoy in the Star God Temple has always been vacant, except for the Star God Temple Hall Master Weiyang, the Great Elder Luo Yin is the highest-ranking person in the Star God Temple, which of these ministers dares to disrespect.

Everyone present, except for the purple pupil, all stood up to greet them.

After a while, Luo Yin had already brought a few people in, presented some gifts, and saluted Zitong, who said a word, and let Luo Yin to a table headed by the right.

After Luo Yin took his seat, he immediately said with a smile, "I don't know if Your Majesty has returned, but it's a pity that the hall master is not in the temple, so I can't come to see him in person." ”

Zitong naturally knew that Weiyang would definitely not be there, otherwise, she would have sent someone over at noon to make a promise, if that guy was there, I am afraid that she would have been unable to hold back and come to the palace to see her, how could she wait until now.

It's just that in front of everyone, Zitong didn't want to ask Weiyang if he had come back in the past six months, and immediately smiled, "The hall master is not here, and the great elder is the same, come, I respect you for this first cup." ”

She lifted her glass, and everyone raised their glasses.

Purple Pupil held the cup to everyone, brought it to her lips, drank the wine, and then stuffed a sobering pill into her mouth.

Beichen is not there, there is no one to block the wine for her, and she still has to deal with the entertainment she should have.

Putting the cup on the table, she couldn't help but think of Beichen again.

With his personality, I'm afraid that the matter of attacking the Gu family and the Ximen family will inevitably be advanced, right?!

As Zitong expected, when she was feasting her ministers and friends in the Beizhou Imperial Palace, a bloody storm on the Central Continent was already brewing.

Reverse - Sky - Small - Crazy - After***

On the continent of Middle-earth, on a mountain peak without forests.

Beichen stood on the edge of the cliff with his hands in his hands, his eyes as bright and cold as the North Star, looking down on the city below the mountain condescendingly.

This city is Tiangu City, which is the main city where the Gu family, one of the four clans in the Beizhou Continent, is located.

At this time, the Gu family had also received the news that the killer's assassination had failed, and Gu Huairen, the head of the Gu family, was standing in front of the porch with his hands behind his back and looking at the night in contemplation.

Years ago, after negotiating the marriage with the Ximen family, Gu Huairen originally thought that this time, the Gu family and the Ximen family joined forces, and they would definitely be able to change the previous situation, who would have thought that a blood refining would not only kill Ximen Biluo, but even his own son would die at the hands of Zitong.

His two sons are both talented and young heroes.

Now, it is a white-haired person sending a black-haired person, how can Gu Huairen not be sad.

Last time, at least he saw the body of his eldest son, but this time, he didn't even see half of the scum, and Gu Huairen was just angry and hateful in his heart.

"Beichen, purple pupil...... In three days you will die. ”