Damn it. King Jin drew his sword and slashed at Sima Yu. Sima Yu dodged lightly. "Hahaha, the prince will find it himself, and I'm going to say goodbye." Sima Yu ran away with someone.

Sima Yu ran to the back mountain according to the route, where Sima Yu met the king of Wenyang County waiting for him, as well as the child in his arms.

Cold Howling Garden.

The highest level of fantasy art is to use the weakness in the other party's heart to create a beautiful illusion of killing. No one is invincible and has no weaknesses, and the Shadow Lord has always believed in this, so his fantasy skills are becoming more and more sophisticated, and they can be used to the highest realm.

The shadow master will always remember the scene when his master taught him fantasy art when he was a child. The shadow lord's sword kept swinging, turning the ice world created by Gu Jue into a scene of heavy snowfall. Under the heavy snow, a thin young man closed his eyes tightly and was thrown into the thick snow.

In the white snow, the footprints were all gone, and only a teenager remained. Gu Jue stood in the distance and watched the boy motionless. No, he won't die, Yuzhao will come to save him. Gu Jue waited for a long, long time, as if he had waited until he was old, and still no one came to save him.

Gu Jue ran forward, flipped over the young man, and saw a face that was the same as himself. No, he didn't die, he was saved by Yuzhao. Yuzhao, Yuzhao, where are you? Gu Jue hurriedly ran forward until he reached a majestic palace.

The glorious palace, the crowd of people coming and going, Gu Jue wanted to hold a palace maid, but his hand passed through her body. Gu Jue looked at his hands and wondered what was wrong with him? Is he already dead? What about Yuzhao? Why didn't she come to my rescue.

Gu Jue ran to the Wuyuan and found that there was a mess inside, and there was no one. He walked out of the Wuyuan Garden and met a few whispering palace maids. "The third princess is really pitiful, she died at such a young age." "Yes, yes, the illness is too serious, and the imperial doctors are helpless."

"No way, you're lying." Gu Jue slashed at the palace maid with a sword. The Bihan sword passed through the palace maid's body, and it had no lethality. Gu Jue was stunned and stumbled towards Changle Palace.

Yuzhao was not in Changle Palace, but in a simple makeshift shed in the Cold Palace. Gu Jue finally found the cold palace, and saw the little Zixuan Zidai kneeling on the ground crying sadly.

No, it's not the right age. Yuzhao died earlier than himself, why? Gu Jue lay on the coffin and looked at the little Yuzhao inside, and his heart ached. Gu Jue kept staring at this Yuzhao, and always felt that something was a little different.

The day passed, and the night fell, and Gu Jue kept watch in front of the coffin. In the dead of night, Gu Jue saw someone quietly coming in. A handsome young man dressed in plain clothes puts a carved pony into a brazier, and the flames consume the wooden pony, reflecting his face. Gu Jue saw clearly that it was Jing Lin when he was a teenager.

"Sister Yuzhao, I'm sorry, I didn't protect you." Jing Lin's crystal tears slipped down.

Gu Jue sat there motionless, with mixed feelings in his heart.

Long after Jinglin left, another teenager came. This time, the boy was wrapped in a black robe and quietly arrived in front of the coffin.

"You're just dead? So careless? Aren't you a scourge? Died too quickly. I thought your life was harder than mine. But since it's dead, it's dead. When a person dies like a lamp goes out, he will have a good birth in the next life. The boy put a plum blossom on the coffin and left.

Gu Jue is still motionless, this young man is Jing Zhen.

In the second half of the night, the cold wind around was blowing, making this cold palace extremely desolate. Gu Jue didn't know why he was here, what seemed to be trapped by him, what trapped him? Gu Jue kept looking at Yu Zhao, who looked serene.

Gu Jue kept staring, watching. Suddenly, he noticed that her face was turning rosy, and the corners of her lips were still rising. Gu Jue stretched out his hand and put it under her nose, and the breath made Gu Jue smile happily. He knew that Yuzhao would not die.

"Yuzhao, wake up, I'll wait for you to save me."

"No one in this world can save you." The girl in the coffin opened her eyes and sat up. "What do you think I'm going to do to you?"

"You will save me, you will fall in love with me." Gu Jue smiled brightly at Yu Zhao.

"No, I'll kill you." A knife appeared in Yu Zhao's hand, and the knife was directly inserted into Gu Jue's heart. Gu Jue didn't dodge, but held the blade with his left hand, and the blood fell drop by drop. "Why didn't you use the spirit I gave you?"

"I can use whatever I want?" Yu Zhao's dagger continued to push forward, piercing Gu Jue's skin through Gu Jue's clothes.

"Yuzhao, I can die for you, but how to die is up to me." Bi Han's sword was raised and stabbed at Yu Zhao in front of him.

The heavy snow dissipated, the night disappeared, and Gu Jue's left hand was dripping with blood. "The Shadow Lord is indeed a very clever illusion."

"Illusion? Maybe that's the case. "The shadow master is a fantasy sketched out according to Gu Jue's inner fear, how much is true and how much is false, he doesn't know." You can see through it, is it because your love for Jing Yuzhao is fake. ”

"How can you understand my relationship with Yu Zhao?" Gu Jue raised his sword and stepped up. His own fantasy technique can't resist the shadow master's fantasy technique, so let him break the shadow master's fantasy technique.

Nameless peerless martial arts, today, Gu Jue wants to take it to the extreme. Gu Jue kept swinging his sword, the sword became faster and faster, and there were more and more figures. In the family of ice and snow, I, Gu Jue, am the master. The blizzard arrives and swallows everything.

The Shadow Lord spat out a mouthful of blood, barely supporting his body. This Gu Jue's swordsmanship is really powerful, what kind of martial arts is it? The shadow lord barely supported himself and the illusion, but the effect became less and less obvious. Gu Jue closed his eyes and abandoned all distractions. Illusion takes advantage of the weakness of the mind, the weakness of the spirit. Although Gu Jue has weaknesses, he has always been a strong-willed person.

In the last move, the sword qi rose, and a sword came westward, sweeping in all directions.

With a bang, a tree fell and pressed against the flowers. The shadow lord lay on the ground and vomited blood, and the black cloth on his face fell, revealing not the face of Prince An, but the face of King Shanjun.

"Surprised, isn't it?" King Shanjun turned his head to look at Gu Jue, who was looking at him condescendingly.

Gu Jue was indeed surprised. They clearly remembered that Prince An left King An's mansion, and then disguised himself and took the shadow out of the capital. "You are also the person who fought against the Imperial Tomb?"

"yes. I'm the movie master, are you surprised? King Shanjun's expression was very stinging.

"No, you're not. Age not eligible. "At the beginning, Gu Jue and Jing Yuzhao quickly excluded King Shanjun, and later believed the words of King Wenyang, in fact, the main reason is that they are a little young." What you said, and what you said, and the impression it gave people, was deliberate. ”

Gu Jue stepped forward and stabbed King Shanjun to death with a sword. "I firmly believe that Prince An is here."