Chapter 331: The Pupil of Cangyu (2)

The temperature of the entire library rose a lot in an instant. It's the season of late autumn, but it's like summer.

"Emperor Xuanzu lives in a simple place, and rarely asks about the affairs in the palace, so he naturally doesn't know that on the queen's birthday, His Royal Highness King Qi once intended to snatch Luo'er's sealing fire beads, but when he grabbed the beads, his entire arm was scorched."

Ling Luo's face had a light smile on his face, and he said eloquently: "Luo'er is not unwilling to give it, but Emperor Xuanzu, your old man can't take it at all." ”

As he spoke, Ling Luo casually took a book from the bookshelf on the side and placed it three inches away from the Sealing Fire Bead.

The gas-black flames on the book turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.

Tatsunori gasped.

He was a wood cultivator with a natural fear of fire.

"Then let's put something on the mortgage." Chen Vulture was quite in awe of what Ling Luo had in his hand.

Ling Luo smiled, as long as it wasn't a sealed fire bead, everything else was easy to say.

"It's better like this, Emperor Xuanzu, Luo'er will sell you a big news."

Chen Vulture said disapplausively: "What other news, can it be bigger than the sky?" The little girl doll should not boast about Haikou. ”

Ling Luo smiled a little meaningfully, and said, "If the Xijiu Kingdom becomes a slave of the Dongchen Kingdom, does the Emperor Xuanzu also think it doesn't matter?" ”

"Nonsense!" Chen Vulture's face suddenly became grim, "How can I succumb to Dongchen if the blessings of my Xijiu Kingdom are extended, and thousands of generations will be eternal!" ”

Ling Luo tilted his head slightly, a trace of wilting crossed his eyes, and his voice was a little joking: "What if it is the prince of Xijiu Kingdom, in order to ascend the throne, he does not hesitate to collude with the enemy country and poison the current saint?" ”

I can't tell the queen, but I can tell Tatsukatsu.

He is the ancestor of the Xijiu Kingdom, and his descendants have become traitors, so let him clean up the portal by himself.

"You mean that the emperor was poisoned, and it was his son who poisoned him?" The vulture's face suddenly became gloomy, "Is there any evidence?" ”

"Nope." Ling Luo replied very calmly.

Chen Vulture said angrily: "You dare to speak wildly without evidence?!" ”

In the face of the old monster's anger, Ling Luo didn't even frown, his face still maintained a light smile, and said: "Qi Wang Chen Moxuan colluded with Luo Ge, the ghost general of Dongchen Kingdom, and at the inn on Yingyang Street, Luo'er heard it with his own ears. ”

Ling Luo recounted the events of that day to Chen Vulture in detail.

The old monster's brows became tighter and tighter, the evil aura around his body became thicker and thicker, and his withered face became more and more terrifying.

"Luo'er has no conclusive evidence, Huang Xuanzu can take it as a joke and listen to it casually."

Chen Vulture's expression was extremely terrifying, he took a deep breath, and said, "The old man will send someone to find out, you go back, if the situation is true, the old man will accept your mortgage." ”

The major event of destroying the country should not be underestimated.

The corners of Ling Luo's lips raised slightly, bowed down, and withdrew from the library pavilion.

Chen Moxuan, from the day you joined forces with Ling Yue and tried to burn me, you should have expected that sooner or later there would be retribution.

and thou shalt not live.

She will not let go of any of those who once wanted to harm her.

After returning to Ling's Mansion, Ling Luo began to refine the antidote to "repentance".

Looking at the blood-drenched heart in the vermilion wooden box, Ling Luo smiled lightly.

Yu Ziyan, when you were arrogant in the harem, when you and your father Yu Mingshen confused the dynasty and harmed the Ling family, did you ever think that there would be today.

She will never sympathize with the enemy.

Her love is as cold as ice; Her hatred is as fierce as fire.

Yu Jia, that arrogant giant net, she Ling Luo, will harvest it little by little.