Xinyue was shocked by Tang Ao, her eyes opened suddenly, her fingertips burst with blue light, she wanted to strike a fatal blow, and she saw clearly that the person in front of her was Tang Ao, and her momentum was discharged.

"Hurry up and save Li Hong." Xinyue said weakly: "Ming Chongyan didn't listen to Wu Zetian's orders, and wanted to deprive Li Hong of the dragon qi for his own use, he practiced the Tianji technique of the Taishang Seven Star Method......"

Tang Ao listened to Xinyue's words, and the spirit of the spirit shuddered, Ming Chongyan actually wanted to kill Li Hong? Where did Ming Chongyan get such boldness?

Tang Ao didn't know how he left the palace, snatched a horse at the city gate, galloped straight to the direction of Luozhou, sat on the horse's back and felt like oil, and muttered with a demonic mouth: "Hope is still in time, hope is in time." ”

Two hours later, the horse fell on the road, Tang Ao continued to run with his legs, faster than the horse, just when Tang Ao entered the territory of Luozhou, two fast horses rushed to him, one of which was the eunuch Yang Sihe.

"Where is the prince?" Tang Ao saw that Yang Sihe's face was pale, and an ominous premonition struck, his head suddenly buzzed, and he asked loudly.

Yang Sihe recognized Tang Ao and said with tears in his eyes: "The prince was fine in the morning, but he suddenly vomited blood, and he was in the Qiyun Hall of the Hebi Palace......"

Tang Ao's body shook three times, the slingshot in his hand was crushed, and he looked at Luozhou City with moist eyes, unable to believe that Li Hong was dead.

The future emperor who cares about the world and worries about the suffering of the people, the prince who respects his sisters and protects his brothers, Tang Ao still wants to be close to him, who would have thought that saying goodbye last night would be forever.

Yang Sihe didn't dare to slack off, said a few words to Tang Ao, and slapped the horses under his crotch fiercely, he had to bring the news of Li Hong's death back to the capital as soon as possible.

Tang Ao walked alone on the official road back to Beijing, with fast horses passing by from time to time, Tang Ao was unconscious, his hands were clenched into fists, his nails cut the palms and dripped blood, and there seemed to be a flame burning in his chest.

Tang Ao walked outside Chang'an City, the city gate was closed, but there was no curfew in the outer city, and there were faint lights in several wine shops, and when the grass curtain of a wine store was opened, a smell of sweat came to his nose.

"Shopkeeper, bring some jars of wine." Tang Ao took out nearly 100 copper coins from his arms and slapped them on the table, his voice was hoarse, and his voice was already swollen.

The man estimated the amount of copper coins, brought three jars of slightly sour liquor, and brought a plate of dried fish fillets.

The fire in Tang Ao's chest is getting stronger and stronger, the mouth of the altar is facing his mouth, and he still feels thirsty after drinking it all in one go, but his buzzing head gradually calms down.

Tang Ao thinks that he is indifferent to fame and fortune, there is no quarrel with the world, there are only two people who have a holiday with him, Master Xuyan wants to swallow him alive, Helan Minzhi has bad intentions, but now he wants to add another one, that is, Ming Chongyan.

Ming Chongyan did not harm Tang Ao, but Tang Ao moved a killing machine against Ming Chongyan, if he didn't kill Ming Chongyan, Tang Ao knew that the fire in his heart would not be extinguished.

Unconsciously, there were a few more empty wine jars in front of Tang Ao, and Tang Ao, who was seven points drunk, walked out of the wine shop without waiting for the urging of his guys.

The bright moon was sinking in the west, and the five fingers were not visible outside, Tang Ao picked at the gaps in the blue bricks of the city wall with both hands, and crossed the city wall several feet high with a few clicks, avoiding the soldiers patrolling the inner city, and the guards of the imperial city, like a nocturnal civet cat, quietly came to the Yeting Palace.

Anger did not make Tang Ao lose his mind, put on the stolen eunuch clothes, and smeared his face with plaster, the calmer he was, the more he felt the murderous power in his heart, if this fire did not spill out, Tang Ao was afraid that he would turn into ashes.

Wu Zetian and Li Zhi learned that Li Hong vomited blood and died on the way, Li Zhi fell into a coma on the spot because of grief, and he did not wake up after returning to the palace, and he still called Li Hong's name from time to time in his sleep.

Wu Zetian is also angry, no matter how Wu Zetian treats Li Hong, Li Hong is Wu Zetian's biological flesh and blood after all, and his sudden death is also a big blow to Wu Zetian.

"How so?" Wu Zetian looked at Ming Chongyan, who bowed his head and was silent, with a cold face: "Didn't you say that the toxicity of the dragon san is not strong?" Why does Hong'er vomit blood? ”

Ming Chongyan said cautiously: "Niangniang, the prince's health is not good, and it has nothing to do with the dragon san sustenance, and this Weichen can be guaranteed with his life." ”

Wu Zetian rubbed his swollen temples: "Hong'er is gone, why can't I get the treasure mirror?" What's wrong with your calculations? ”

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Ming Chongyan's forehead, and he said in a low voice: "Maybe someone else is hindering, Niangniang chose the wrong target at the beginning, which led to a failure." ”

"Li Lang can't be, in addition to Hong'er, it is Xian'er, Xian'er and Dan'er, could it be one of them? Only a few of them have the dragon energy to suppress Li Tang's world. ”

Ming Chongyan didn't dare to say, if Wu Zetian knew that he had deprived Li Hong of the dragon energy, Ming Chongyan dared to guarantee that he would die worse than Li Hong.

"Hong'er is dead, Li Xian will definitely be canonized as the crown prince, damn it, how can this be?" Wu Zetian did everything she could, but in the end, she found that there was a situation that she didn't want to see.

"Niangniang, King Pei is smart and capable, and he is also Niangniang's own flesh and blood, and it is not bad to take over the position of the crown prince, and you can observe it up close to see if the key to obtaining the treasure mirror is on King Pei."

Wu Zetian's eyes narrowed slightly, his pupils contracted, and he said hatefully: "If it is really my own flesh and blood, will I say anything?" ”

Ming Chong's eyes widened, he glanced at Wu Zetian with a shocked expression, and quickly lowered his head, slandering in his heart, Li Xian was not born to Wu Zetian? Who gave birth to that? The royal court relationship is so chaotic?

"Get out! I want to be quiet. Wu Zetian waved his hand to let Ming Chongyan leave, looked ahead with lost eyes, and muttered to himself: "My good sister, you have given me another problem, Minyue has already asked me to send me away to accompany you, do you want to send Xian'er over and reunite your family?" ”

Ming Chongyan left Wu Zetian's dormitory, changed his cautious demeanor just now, and showed a smug smile on his face, although there was a little accident today, but he successfully deprived Li Hong of his dragon energy, and he would definitely be able to greatly improve his cultivation of Tianji Technique.

"Who is that girl today? It seems that the exercises practiced are in the same vein as mine, and I wanted to talk to her, but when I came up, I was beaten, and the young man was frizzy, so why can't I sit down and talk about it! ”

Ming Chongyan shook his head: "I hope that palm can teach her a lesson, and if she comes to make trouble again, it won't be a little hard, it's strange to say, what kind of exercises is Wu Zetian practicing?" How will you find me? Why does one look at me makes my heart tremble, like a mouse seeing a cat? ”

Ming Chongyan came to a remote place in the Yeting Palace, pinched his hands, his body was full of red light, and he was about to disappear in place.

In Ming Chongyan's eyes, a black lightning suddenly appeared, and before he could see what it was, the pain in his chest was like being hit by a big stone, and the whole person flew up in the air.

Tang Ao pounced on Ming Chongyan with a tiger, and he was unforgiving, and smashed his fists into Ming Chongyan's head in turn, vowing to kill Ming Chongyan on the spot.

Ming Chongyan was caught off guard and received three punches, the Venus in front of him shook wildly, and in a hurry, he opened his mouth and roared a thunderous sound, like a flat thunder, shaking the person on his body slightly, and slapped out with a palm thunder.

Tang Ao's ears were buzzing, and when he was stunned, the red light burst out in front of him, this trick Tang Ao had learned when he was young, and Ming Chongyan was even sharper and more unstoppable than Master Xuyan.

Ming Chongyan made Tang Ao fly sideways more than three feet with one palm, breaking a cypress tree with a thick bowl mouth, and the bones of his whole body seemed to be scattered.

Tang Ao completely ignored the chest that was blasted open by the thunder in his palm, and there was only one obsession in his mind, killing Ming Chongyan to avenge Li Hong.

Tang Ao, who is like a mad tiger and a wild leopard, although he doesn't know how to spell magic, but his lifeless fighting style, relying on his special physique, still makes Ming Chongyan anxious.

Ming Chongyan's face was already swollen like a pig's head at this moment, one eye was closed to his throat, and his nose seemed to have been smashed.

Tang Ao was even more miserable, Ming Chongyan's palm thunder was very domineering, and every place where Ming Chongyan was hit would burst into a palm-sized opening, as if scorched black by a lightning strike.

The speed of the two sides is very fast, up and down, like two butterflies flying up and down, at first Tang Ao can still fight with Ming Chongyan, but after dozens of breaths, Tang Ao obviously fell behind, relying on his extraordinary physique, he wanted to fight with Ming Chongyan, who had achieved a small degree in cultivation, Tang Ao overestimated his strength.

On the other hand, Ming Chongyan, the more he hits, the smoother it becomes, while the thunder in his palm is frequent, the red light is swirling around his body, and he is faintly visible like a dragon, dancing, drawing wisps of white gas from Tang Ao's body, which is devouring Tang Ao's vitality.

Ming Chongyan laughed and said: "Boy, no matter who you are, being able to die in the hands of the poor Dao today is a blessing that you have cultivated in your previous life, and you will accept your life." ”

Ming Chongyan's hands were staggered, and the light bursting out from the palms of his palms was intertwined with the phantom of the dragon around him, like a net bag covering Tang Ao, no matter how Tang Ao struggled, it was useless, and a white mist rose on his body, all of which were swallowed up by the phantom of the dragon.

"With such vitality, is it also a member of my generation?" Ming Chongyan was shocked by the vitality that emerged from Tang Ao's body, and ordinary people would turn into a skeleton in the blink of an eye when he used this technique...... What happened during this time? Why do you always meet people who block him?

Ming Chongyan's doubts had just arisen, he turned around and shouted suddenly, and a thunderous sound came out of his mouth again, and then he secretly said that it was not good, and he retreated.

The phantom of the dragon was defeated by a ray of light, and when Ming Chongyan came back to his senses, there was no one in front of him, only a little spiritual light floated in the air, and the person who was trapped by him was rescued.

Ming Chongyan's face was ugly, and the one eye that could still be opened flashed with a suspicious look, who wanted to be unfavorable to him? Are there other cultivators in the palace? Does Wu Zetian know this? Or is this simply Wu Zetian's temptation?