[Ding, train Yu Shangrong and get 500 merit points. 】

The next morning, the sun was still rising in the east.

When the morning sun falls in the cave of thought...... Little kites jumped up near the entrance of the cave.

"Second Senior Brother. The little kite screamed.

"Little junior sister, early. ”

Yu Shangrong held the Immortal Sword and walked out of the Siguo Cave.

But unlike last night-

Yu Shangrong has been full of gray hair.

Little Kite's eyes widened, and she raised her finger in some surprise and said, "Second Senior Brother, your hair ......"

"It's fine. Yu Shangrong looked up at the sun in the east and smiled with satisfaction.

"I'll go to Master. ”

"No, I don't. ”

Yu Shangrong walked up.

The little kite stopped.

Yu Shangrong came to her and smiled slightly: "Little junior sister, my cultivation is completely lost, if you want to learn from me, you have to let me ......"

"Let's ...... Let ......" the little kite was speechless.

Before thinking about the cave, a lot of people appeared.

Pan Chong, Zhou Jifeng, Hua Yuexing, Zhao Yue, Ming Shiyin, Zhu Honggong...... There are also many female disciples, who stop and watch.

They all heard about Yu Shangrong killing the Yuan God with his bare hands when his cultivation was completely lost, and they also heard about the half-white hair.

Looking at it now, it's only half white.

It's gray hair overnight.

probably knew Yu Shangrong's origin, and they sighed.

The country of gentlemen, there is lavender, and death is carried out day by day.

Yu Shangrong glanced at everyone and said gracefully: "Morning." ”

Everyone gave up: "Mr. Two is early." ”

The little kite said, "Second Senior Brother, I'll go and beg the master, and the master must have a way." ”

"Aren't you going to talk to me?" Yu Shangrong said.

"This ......"

The little kite thought for a moment and replied, "Okay. ”

......

Demon Sky Pavilion, East Pavilion.

Lu Zhou comprehended the book of heaven overnight, and his spirit was good.

He moved his body in front of the East Pavilion.

At this time, Li Yunzhao and Jiang Aijian walked in.

The two bowed.

Li Yunzhao said: "Our family thanked the old gentleman for the queen mother, the queen mother had to help the old gentleman, her condition improved, and she will return today, and our family has come to say goodbye to the old gentleman." ”

Jiang Aijian bowed and said:

"I'm going to loosen them. ”

How could Lu Zhou not know his thoughts.

Then he spoke: "Li Yunzhao...... After returning to Shendu, he said that Jiang Aijian was dead. In addition, I advise the prince that this account has been recorded by the Demon Heaven Pavilion. ”

As soon as this statement came out.

Li Yunzhao hurriedly knelt down and was about to kowtow and beg for mercy.

Jiang Aijian said: "Don't ask, old man, you still don't know?" ”

"This ......"

After all, Li Yunzhao is a member of the royal family, and it is normal for him to speak for the royal family. It's just that Jiang Aijian is also a member of the royal family, whether it is Liu Huan or Liu Zhi, they are all your brothers. He didn't care at all.

Lu Zhou watched Jiang Aijian pull Li Yunzhao out of the East Pavilion, and couldn't help sighing: "Yongshou, Yongshou, you descendants, don't have a good thing?"

It's not right to think about it.

The fourth prince, Liu Bing, is a frontier general, and he can be regarded as a meritorious person.

Liu Hong, the fifth prince, was cowardly by nature, but he did not do evil.

I almost forgot...... Jiang Aijian, the third prince Liu Shen, is not a big traitor.

......

Meanwhile.

Netherworld, a more secluded rudder.

Yu Zhenghai paced back and forth, looked at Si Wuya who was sitting on the side chair, and said, "Seventh Senior Brother, is there a good plan?"

Si Wuya shook his head:

"I didn't expect Jiang Aijian to make this move, he is now hiding in the Demon Heaven Pavilion, and my people can't get close. ”

"Do you have to arrest him?" Yu Zhenghai said.

"Jiang Aijian is the third prince of Great Yan...... He was deeply liked by the Queen Mother, and if he could be taken down, the Netherworld Sect would have a lot of weight. Pity...... He's too cunning. Si Wuya said.

於正海 says:

"Now that the barrier of Jinting Mountain has disappeared, among your people, there are masters like the Five Rats, and you can find a way to go in and kill Jiang Aijian. ”

"No way. ”

Si Wuya suddenly remembered the scene when the blue lotus was in full bloom, "Jiang Aijian can't kill it...... Master, his old man clearly wants to protect him. In addition, the eyeliner I planted next to the prince reported that the prince had sent someone to try to assassinate Jiang Aijian. ”

"The crown prince wants to kill the third prince?"

"The crown prince shouldn't know that Jiang Aijian is the third prince, and killing him is just to avenge the second prince Liu Huan and establish his prestige. Si Wuya said.

Hear here.

Yu Zhenghai was happy, laughed, and stepped forward to pat Si Wuya's shoulder.

Si Wuya's brows furrowed slightly, and he looked puzzled.

Yu Zhenghai said: "I am sometimes curious, how did you manage to be so popular in the palace?"

Si Wuya: "......"

"Don't be ashamed, my brother won't laugh at you. Yu Zhenghai said.

"......" Si Wuya's face was full of embarrassment.

"Is it really Princess Yongning?"

At the mention of Princess Yongning, Si Wuya shook his head and said, "Senior brother misunderstood, I have no affection for her. ”

Yu Zhenghai showed an expression of I understand and I understand, nodded, and said:

"No wonder Han Yuyuan didn't dare to touch you. ”

"What a good girl, you don't even look down on ...... Senior brother, you are so angry that you are pressing. ”

Si Wuya was speechless for a while.

Hurriedly changed the topic: "Let's talk about the Netherworld's next plan." ”

"This is good, this is good! Yu Zhenghai suddenly came to his senses, and stopped gossiping about those boring children.

The table is set.

Map paved.

Si Wuya pointed with a big hand and landed on the map of Liangzhou.

......

In the blink of an eye, another seven days passed.

After Lu Zhou came to thank him for his patronage, he left the room, wanting to be sober.

The lottery thing really can't give way.

Gamblers gamble to the end, not afraid of everything, but afraid of nothing.

When you are moving your muscles and bones—

The little kite appeared nearby and said, "Master, master, the second senior brother hasn't left the Siguo Cave for many days. The apprentice is afraid that something will happen to him, should the master go and take a look?"

Lu Zhou frowned slightly.

Haven't figured it out for seven days?

"How's it going?"

"I had gray hair overnight, but now my spirit is so bad that I can't even hold a sword. ”

Lu Zhou turned around slowly.

At this moment, Ming Shiyin, Zhaoyue, Zhu Honggong, as well as Pan Chong, Zhou Jifeng, and a group of female disciples poured into the East Pavilion one after another.

It's like they've been discussed.

Poof, kneel en masse.

"Ask Master to help!"

Lu Zhou's eyes swept over everyone, and he stroked his beard and said, "Plea for that criminal?"

Ming Shiyin said: "Even though the second senior brother is wrong, he has killed those traitors who covet the Demon Heavenly Pavilion over the years. I ask Master to help!"

Others also bent down.

Lu Zhou shook his head and said:

"If you want to intercede, let him come by himself. ”

"Master!"

"Shut up. ”

Lu Zhou's voice sank, "But if this seat is soft-hearted, how can the Demon Heaven Pavilion have today?" Tell him that if he wants to die, this seat will be fulfilled!"

Brush your sleeves and pass by.

Lu Zhou entered the East Pavilion.

He is not Ming Shiyin, not Zhaoyue, not any of their senior brothers.

He is the master of the Demon Heaven Pavilion.

Everyone froze in place.

That sentence echoed in his ears, but if he was soft-hearted, the Demon Heaven Pavilion would have been gone a long time ago. If everyone is like this, who will be responsible for the disciples who defect in the future?

Master is right, even intercession needs other people, so how can Master set up this Demon Heaven Pavilion?

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