Chapter 120: Retribution should fall into the evil way

A cold scolding voice suddenly erupted behind him. "You're out of honor again, and you should deduct a year's salary—"

The last word "Lu" was not spit out, Xue Wen was already half soft, he was too busy to get out of the way, and what appeared in front of the door of the tattered hall was a purple robe, as if he was not affected at all.

He glanced at the mess of the scene, knowing how dangerous Fang Cai was, although his eyes flashed coldly, but there was also a slight concern, "Long live it......

Before the words fell, the elbows and armpits were born!

Dan Li, who was standing next to Emperor Zhaoyuan, suddenly stiffened, and in the next moment, she emitted a miserable white glow, and her whole body began to petrify!

"Hooray, be careful!"

Zuo Xiang's eyes were facing each other, and he saw it clearly, and in an instant, he took off the Changge decoration on the wall and threw it towards Danli.

Emperor Zhaoyuan's martial artist had a spiritual attack, and he felt the wind on his side. When he turned back in amazement, he saw Dan Li's eyes glazed over, like a stone sculpture demon, his arms fluttering, and his sharp nails came towards his throat!

And out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Changge flying in!

At the last moment, I saw a clear drink in the air: "Stop." ”

The voice is clear, not panicked, and even devoid of the fireworks of the ordinary world.

In the middle of the hall, a cloud of Xuanjin Pisces light suddenly appeared, and surrounded by complex incantations, a figure loomed, but it seemed to be shaking the folding fan unhurriedly.

Chang Ge touched the incarnation light mask, and immediately turned into iron juice and melted, and Dan Li also fell in response with his eyes closed as if his soul had left his body.

The light mask is like a miniature mirage, and the human figure in it is faint, and he can't see his face clearly, but only the beaded hairpin in his hair makes Emperor Zhaoyuan recognize who the person is-

"National Teacher!"

With this sound, everyone knew that what appeared in front of them was the new national teacher who lived in the mansion and never saw anyone, and there was no son.

Zuo Xiang's eyes darkened, his brows narrowed imperceptibly, and the corners of his eyes flashed, but there was a trace of disgust and contempt. "The national teacher really arrived in time......"

Even the ignorant guards could hear the sarcasm in his words. Xue Wen chuckled in his heart, secretly screaming that it was not good!

Zuo Xiang's personality is tall and cold, and he is usually unkind, but unless he is extremely disgusted, he will use such a sneering and sarcastic tone.

When I was in the army before, I had heard that left-relative magicians were always prejudiced, and they were most annoyed by those who were ingenious and weird and disturbed the norms. His seizure simply didn't give the national teacher any face - this national teacher is also a sharp-tongued and extremely arrogant person, and he will never swallow his anger.

Sure enough, only to hear the light mask, the young man chuckled, and the folding fan moved leisurely, "This is Lord Zuo Xiangmu Yinfeng?" ”

Without waiting for him to answer, he chuckled again, and his demeanor was indescribably swaying, noble and unparalleled, "I have long heard that the cliff bank of Zuo Xiang is high." It makes people feel awe, but now when I see it, it is ......"

He deliberately lengthened his voice, and his voice was soft, but it made people break out in a cold sweat on his back, "It's better to be famous than to meet." ”

"Some must be famous, but they are just vain."

Zuo Xiang didn't get angry, the smile in the corner of his eyes was even contemptuous, and he simply didn't exist as if this verbal attack didn't exist, "Since the national teacher eats the king's luck, he should share the king's worries - the palace is in an uproar, but the national teacher is late, what is the reason?" ”

His eyes were fixed on the Xuanjin Pisces mask, Xue Wen looked at it on the side and pinched a cold sweat, really beware that his next sentence would come out with words like "withhold your salary for three years".

"Hahahaha......"

A wild laugh came out of the light mask, and the boy laughed so happily that he seemed to have heard some chic joke, "The incompetent will cause their own trouble—if you can't even bear this danger, then evacuate the capital as soon as possible, and don't mention anything about the king's domination!" ”

This is really the real ruthless...... It's so strong that it is against the sky!

Xue Wen listened to such rebellious words, only to feel that his eyelids trembled in shock, he glanced left and right, only to see that many of the people hung their heads and tilted their ears sideways, with a look of "the wind is too strong for me to hear".

Emperor Zhaoyuan coughed lightly, and then moved everyone's attention back from the two people who were talking about swords and the smell of gunpowder was extremely strong. "Now that the national teacher has arrived, let's share my worries for me......"

Wu Fei Gongzi chuckled again, without obvious malice, but still seemed to be chatting and laughing, sitting and watching the flowers fall and the stars move leisurely, "It's not strange, it's self-defeating, why bother?" ”

Zuo Xiang was already furious when he heard him shirk it, and his eyes were sparkling with flames, but he heard Wuxian Gongzi continue: "Actually, this spell came from the Western Barbarian Wizard, and it itself has great flaws, so I don't need to do it at all. ”

The humanoid figure in the light mask turned his head sideways, as if he was looking at Xue Wen, who hesitated a little, but finally spoke, "Actually, no matter what magic power is cast, the same power will be devoured back......"

He paused for a moment and continued: "Our sorcerers in the Central Plains have been cultivating for many years and have a deep foundation, and as soon as the mana comes out, they each have their own secret methods to prevent backlash. For example, the paper sigil itself burns out, the cursed puppet splits into several pieces, and so on...... None of them hurt, while the barbarians are vulgar and simple-minded, and their spells can be used by ordinary people, but once they are achieved, they will have a terrifying backlash against the caster. ”

He peeked at Emperor Zhaoyuan, and seeing that he didn't react, he couldn't help licking his lips and said ruthlessly: "For example." If the person who cast the curse this time successfully removes Banzai's head, the magic power will return to him, putting him in a desperate situation. ”

As he spoke, someone in the light mask chuckled for a while, and then a wooden head was thrown out, and the sound of slamming to the ground was crisp and loud, startling everyone.

"This is your long live head."

The words of the son are concise and concise, but they are shocking.

"Drip the blood on it."

There was no head and no brain, but Emperor Zhaoyuan reacted first, broke his fingertips, and let the blood drip onto the puppet's head.

"This is something I carved with great difficulty, and it really looks like nine out of nine."

In the light mask, the young man muttered quietly, but everyone heard it clearly, and couldn't help twitching the corners of his eyes to hide the snickering - this puppet's head is rough and ugly, where does it look like an emperor?

The blood dripped on the puppet's head, and there was usually no difference, but in the next moment, the noisy and tragic screams outside the palace gradually subsided.

"Okay, now that the emperor is 'dead', you can go and arrest the spellcaster."

In the light mask, the prince yawned and wrote lightly, "That person controlled the palace maids to kill the king, and now that the emperor's head has fallen to the ground, his magic power has rebounded, and it is time to attack." ”

"Who the hell is this man?!"

Zuo Xiang asked sharply, with the posture of killing his nine clans.

"How do I know?!"

The prince of Wu Fei retorted unceremoniously, "You have searched carefully all over the palace, and anyone who is inexplicably seriously injured, dying, or unable to get out of bed may be the caster." ”

This irresponsible answer made everyone completely speechless for a while.