"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable—"

It sounded like an old man's voice.

Hearing this voice, the surrounding guards immediately became vigilant, and Ying Yi also quietly appeared by Emperor Su Jing's side in an instant, looking ahead in a solemn manner.

Emperor Su Jing narrowed his eyes, raised his hand, and signaled the shadow behind him not to act rashly, and then slowly spoke: "Who is Your Excellency?" Don't you know that this is the Qinzheng Hall of the Dragon Scale Palace? ”

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable-Poor Dao Ling Xiaozi, from the East China Sea Immortal Mountain,......" The voice sounded closer and closer, and then everyone suddenly saw a faint touch of yellow in the dense fog.

The guards in front heard the footsteps approaching, and the sword in his hand became tighter and tighter, and because the guards in front were more nervous, the guards in the rear moved and adjusted their positions.

However, one of the guards moved a little more, and his elbow touched the plum bottle on the public case, the plum bottle was impacted, shook a few times, and fell to the ground with a "bang", because the height of the desk was not very high, so it was not broken, and it rolled for a distance, and the water in the plum bottle slowly flowed out.

The sound of landing was neither loud nor small, but everyone noticed it in their hearts, but their eyes did not move a minute.

However, the fog in the hall, touching the water, dissipated instantly as if it was afraid of something.

The fog dissipated, and the things in the hall suddenly became clear, and Emperor Su Jing clearly saw the person standing in the center of the hall......

Ling Xiaozi was originally a Taoist priest who was proficient in Qihuang alchemy, because he knew some "spells" that ordinary people could not see, so he was quite famous in Zezhou, and not long ago His Royal Highness the King of Qing found him and asked him to pretend to be a god once, so that Emperor Su Jing could re-establish him as the crown prince.

He is just a little Taoist, it is okay to deceive the people to earn a little money, where can he dare to deceive the emperor of the Dragon Scale Country.

So when King Qing found him, he refused in embarrassment, he didn't want to wade into this troubled water, and Yu Wenhong, who wanted to regain the crown prince, threatened with his life.

Ling Xiaozi cherished his little life, and he didn't go wrong after walking the rivers and lakes for many years, so he responded bitterly.

This Ling Xiaozi has a bit of a little ability, so he asked Yu Wenhong to find a way to send him to the palace, and he created a strange scene of fog in the Qinzheng Hall on the first day of the new year.

Without the cover of the fog, he was now instantly exposed to everyone's eyes.

Ling Xiaozi looked at the surroundings that were clear in an instant, and panic gradually appeared in his eyes.

Emperor Su Jing looked at the person standing in the center, squinting slightly, this person was dressed in a white robe, with white hair and white beard, holding floating dust, and a yellow Qiankun bag hanging around his waist, which had a bit of a fairy wind and bones.

But his eyes touched the panic in his eyes, what else did the shrewd Emperor Su Jing not understand, he dared to play thaumaturgy in the palace!

Emperor Su Jing's face sank, and he waved his big hand, "Take it for me!" ”

"Yes!"

When the guards heard Emperor Su Jing's order, they should have said in unison.

With the sword in hand, he walked quickly to the Taoist priest.

Ling Xiaozi had never seen such a big battle, and when he saw the guards in brocade robes walking towards him with swords, he knelt on the ground weakly at the moment.

Seeing this, the guards stepped forward and suppressed him.

Ling Xiaozi suddenly begged for mercy loudly, "Your Majesty spare your life!" The villain is subject to ......"

However, before he could finish speaking, he snorted, black blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, his eyes widened, and his body seemed to have lost support, and he instantly softened.