At that moment, the whole world was far away.

Song Huaizhu stood stiffly on the railing, looking at the face of the girl who was grabbing his collar, getting closer and closer.

No one saw when she came.

And at this time, there was nothing under her feet.

It's a dangerous position.

It is also a very reverie scene.

And Duan Lizheng, who finally flashed out of the crack in the door, saw this scene.

His angle was unique, as he could peek into the faces of the two men through the cracks in his clothes, and could even see their eyes with his mid-ascending vision.

The boy's eyes widened for a moment.

He saw the expressions on the faces of the two men.

It's obviously so close to each other, but the eyes of the two people are calm.

Song Huaizhu was wearing a mask and didn't know his expression, and Zhu Luan, who had brought his face close to the man's face, only had a serious expression.

But even so, the boy's heart was still beating in an instant.

Whose heartbeat is echoing in the entire space?

What was she thinking? What is she going to do?

Zhu Luan's movements were too fast, but in Song Huaizhu's eyes, they were extremely slow.

She approached him calmly, as if she hadn't thought anything of it.

Song Huaizhu didn't know what kind of reaction he should have, and under the crisis, he couldn't speak, let alone ask her what she was going to do.

At this time, the personal barrier was useless, and under the pressure of Sang Yu, the entire Daming Palace became the barrier of this innate grandmaster.

Whatever they say can be heard clearly by Sang Yu.

The young grandmaster didn't know what to do. Not that he was inexperienced, he pushed away countless women who wanted to get close to him, but at this time he did not move.

She may really be different.

He didn't feel any desire and what disgusted him, that inexplicable feeling came again, Song Huaizhu felt a sense of self-loathing in his heart, but he still didn't move.

In the frozen time, she approached him.

And just when Zhu Luan's face was about to touch Song Huaizhu's face, the girl suddenly lowered her head.

The next moment.

……

……

Zhu Luan's forehead was attached to Song Huaizhu's jaw.

Belch...... Well?

The familiar warmth and soft and tough touch came, Song Huaizhu was speechless, and Duan Lizheng on the side was also stunned to look at the unexpected scene.

It was originally an intimate posture between men and women, but this girl was at a critical moment......

What posture is this?

And at the moment when Song Huaizhu was stunned, along with the warmth, there was a voice that sounded directly in his head.

Sound!?

Song Huaizhu's pupils shrank.

The next moment he closed his eyes.

Bone sound.

I see.

She actually understood.

She......

"Now, you know what? Bones can also transmit sound. ”

Song Huaizhu was in a trance for a moment, and in the hazy white light, a little boy lying on the lawn opened his eyes.

"How?"

A pair of slender hands covered his eyes, and the young woman's forehead was pressed against the little boy's forehead, and he said with a smile, "So it goes." ”

"Your ears are red."

The man's laughter echoed in his ears, and Song Huaizhu's misty eyes rose into huge waves in an instant, but the unfamiliar voice in his mind brought him back to reality.

Tremble in the balance.

At this time.

The young grandmaster lightly pursed his thin lips and said a word.

The syllables of this sentence are extremely strange, as if they are a meaningless patchwork of words, more like some code

And as his words came out of the Hongwen Pavilion with the true yuan, the black-armored guards who were about to rush into the Hongwen Pavilion were stunned.

All the Black Guards stood up straight as if they were being controlled!

The next moment, the collective true yuan exploded!

The black-armored guards followed the sound of the true element, like countless sparks splashing into hot oil, and the entire original space was suddenly disturbed!

Zhu Luan felt the chaos with his eyes closed.

The power of an innate grandmaster is terrifying.

But the power of countless ants is also terrifying.

What's more, these people are not ants, but the most elite soldiers of the Great Zhou.

A smile appeared on the corner of the girl's mouth, she should have thanked Emperor Chengzong. It was he who threw her into the Black Guard's barracks that allowed her to learn the secret that belonged to the Black Guard.

What she had just passed to Song Huaizhu through her skull was a code.

A code with a spiritual hint.

Few people know why the blackguards, who claim to be absolutely loyal, would not betray.

That's because soldiers take hints when they are chosen as Black Guards.

The military camp in the Great Zhou was called Soul Infusion.

Hehe, soul-injecting.

A mocking smile appeared on the corner of Zhu Luan's mouth, the so-called soul injection was actually to leave a mark for those soldiers who could not resist for life.

And this code is a hint code, only the extremely high-level black armor guards know this code, and the other black armor guards will only subconsciously follow it.

Why did she know about this code?

Naturally, it could not have been revealed to her by Emperor Chengzong and the top brass of the army.

Zhu Luan didn't know if she was the first black armor guard to crack the soul infusion ritual, but it turned out that she was indeed difficult to be brainwashed.

In the process of being hinted, her consciousness remained awake, so awake that not only was she not engraved, but she also remembered the so-called code.

Feeling the chaos of the outside world, Zhu Luan's eyes were slightly gloomy.

Now it seems that this code is really easy to use.

If they are not stopped by the code, these Black Armor Guards will release the True Element under the control of the cues in their brains until they are depleted.

The army of the Great Zhou, good means.

Whether it's dealing with traitors or assassination blasts, it's easy to use.

But the person who formulated this code probably didn't expect that a few years later, the killing move belonging to the Black Armor Guard would be used to muddy the water.

At this point, the water is muddy.

Dozens of black-armored guards attacked at the same time, making Hongwen Pavilion a completely disaster scene.

Even the aura of the innate grandmaster could not be suppressed, and it was far from the eye of the array where Sang Yu was.

Under the desperate pressure of Zhenyuan, Song Huaizhu looked at the girl next to him with a smile that seemed to be not smiling.

Her trick is exactly what it is called.

Punch the master to death.

But this can only create chaos for a while, and the next moment Song Huaizhu's pupils shrank, and he quickly felt that a huge existence was speeding towards this side.

He looked to his side, and the girl holding his shoulder happened to look at him.

The two looked at each other.

Zhu Luan opened his mouth silently.

She's talking.

"We ......"

The next moment, without waiting for her to finish speaking, Song Huaizhu suddenly grabbed Zhu Luan and sandwiched it under his right arm, flew up, grabbed Song Huaizhu who was standing on the side of the aisle in a daze, and sandwiched it under his left arm, and rushed out of the Hongwen Pavilion by the same way when all the silver armor guards were dizzy under the suppression of the huge true yuan!

The man ran wildly under the cover of the night with a pair of teenagers and girls one by one, supporting the blessing of the chaos of the true yuan aura in the entire palace, and he didn't have to hide his breath too much this time.

It wasn't until he ran to the top of the palace wall in one breath that Song Huaizhu lifted the hint to the black armor guard according to Zhu Luan's instructions.

Sang Yu's control was bounded by the palace wall and came to an abrupt end.

But Song Huaizhu didn't dare to relax until he ran out of a hundred zhang, and then let go of the young man and girl sandwiched on both sides of a piece of bluestone, and lay down flat.

The moonlight shone directly on the three flatbreads spread out on the bluestone.

The boys and girls gasped and looked at each other, unable to believe that they had escaped.