"This is discussed again, it really can't be done, just give him a sin for you to watch, and it's not like doing a job to death. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Mingquan immediately agreed, and saw that Zhao Detian's whole face lit up. "That's right. Ming Quan continued: "The adults of the Demon Pavilion, who have taken refuge in us, so the Divine Sword Gate ...... Secret?"

"Return the Divine Sword Gate. Zhao Detian's face immediately darkened: "Mingquan'er, don't you know? That Xue Wuxian made a fool of himself and lost people when he was in the fourth thirtieth year, and was demoted to a first-level official by his uncle (Linghuang)."

"What?," Mingquan heard this, and his face turned pale with shock. She lowered her head and quickly analyzed the information she had gotten: "Let the slave family think about it...... The eunuch party was set up separately, and Concubine Jing entered the palace...... The Hongling case, the Cardinal Lou case! The Yin Shanluan case may have nothing to do with this, but the Si Shan case !...... Got it!"

Mingquan's face became even paler, even a little transparent, she raised her head, and a pair of apricot eyes flashed with countless treacherous and bright lights: "His Royal Highness, when I came out this time, I am afraid that Niangniang is not going to cut the domain, but to cut [anti]!"

"That's right!" Zhao Detian looked excited, and slapped Mingquan on the shoulder fiercely regardless of the defense of men and women: "Otherwise, why would you like to raise the Ling Feng brothers like this? Because they have no threat anymore! Xiao Wang, Chongwang, Mei Wang, Xian Wang, Dewang and other kings, which one is not staring at my younger brother and the young master of the East Fang (referring to the current prince)? This is a gambling fight! We are all on my aunt's and uncle's side, Zhao Meiyu's sissy is estimated to have taken a fancy to the young master of the East Room, and of course there are other people, but I am afraid that they also have other thoughts, are you right?" ”

Mingquan nodded, and then said a little hesitantly: "The slave family is looking for His Highness to let His Highness dredge some joints, and the slave family has just enveloped the people of the Golden Dao Gate, and they can help us." ”

"Golden Knife Gate?...... Golden Daomen!" Zhao Detian was a little embarrassed, and muttered a little expectantly: "The reputation of the Golden Daomen is well-known, righteous, sometimes you can really rest assured...... However, between them and the Demon Pavilion, our family estimated that there might be a fight as soon as they met...... Do you think my family can assign them not to act together with the Demon Pavilion, but to disperse to do things?"

"Of course, but the entrance to this secret realm ...... Your Highness can you be a little accommodating, won't you?"

"This is natural!Mingquan'er, you are holding that holy decree, right?" Zhao Detian tilted his head to look at Mingquan.

"Yes, but now?" Mingquan took a slight step back.

"No, no, it's just that my family thinks, when the forces of all parties are almost ready, let's take out the holy decree and stipulate the rules of the game this time! Save those blind-eyed mud-legged untouchables from pounceing like mad dogs for a little profit!" Zhao Detian held his chin and said while thinking.

"Just hand it over to the slave family!" Mingquan was full of confidence: "It's so decided! Your Highness wants to dredge up the relationship for Mingquan!"

"Wrap it up on my family!" the two said goodbye with a smile and returned to their respective camps.

Mingquan told Yinchen the news he got from Zhao Detian, and Yinchen was a little embarrassed when he heard it: "Then Feng Lieshan is not a trustworthy guy......"

"The slave family knows that it's just that the wood has already been completed, and there should be no need to rebel between him and Zhao Detian, after all, although the secret realm of the East China Sea is very large, it is not worth eating for birds, although Feng Lieshan is greedy, he is not the kind of cautious person who must be compared, and he has become more cherished of feathers in recent years, and he does not often do things that go against his word......" Mingquan explained carefully, but saw Yinchen shaking his head firmly.

"This person can only be hypocritical, and all his promises and promises must be treated as if he has not been heard. Yinchen said in an unquestionable tone: "If you go to talk to Zhao Detian again, just say that the Golden Daomen is completely obedient to you, as long as you get a chance to enter the secret realm, they don't have to make a special way out, after entering the secret realm, which way they go, the Golden Daomen will go in the opposite direction as much as possible." ”

"The slave family takes the order. Mingquan saluted Yingying again, and was about to leave, but was stopped by Yinchen.

"Wait, people are coming. In Yinchen's tone, a trace of excitement could not be concealed.

A rush of footsteps came from behind, judging from the sound, the number of people there seemed to be small, but everyone's steps were steady and vigorous, not at all scattered and hurried like ordinary monks below the realm of entering the body. After a while, a group of sparse and scattered people rushed straight from the depths of the dense forest, and each person's figure showed a decisive charm of killing.

There were only forty-five people, and one of the leaders was over middle age, with a white face and black beard, and a gorgeous scarf, although the robe was stained with a little blood, it was even more iron-blooded. He strode with his head held high, followed by a group of black-clad cloth guards, who looked ridiculously bloated and ridiculous, but from the slight dark blue scaly reflections on their chests, necklines, etc., they were all dressed in fine chain mail. These people wore one-handed swords and shields, carried crossbow machines and quivers on their backs, and their movements were in unison, almost as if the Black Feather Army of the Northerners appeared here wearing robes, this is the de facto final army of the Southern Empire, the True King Secret Guard.

After the secret guard, there are ten disciples of the Iron Sword Sect, they are all strong people who have a heavy qi, although they have the identity of a disciple, but they are placed in the world of demons, they are enough to be qualified for the position of the elder of the stick, these disciples of the Iron Sword Sect do not wear any high-grade equipment, everyone is clothed in green mountains, and the green blade iron sword hangs from their waists. They are the last watchmen of the "sword qi" school, relying on qi not on the sword, relying on the gang not on the shield, everyone plays liulan, the wind pressure is seen everywhere, a sword pierces the eyebrows, loves to stab but not like to cut, the enemy is holding a divine weapon, full of flaws, a sword pierces the throat and dies, and the mysterious weapon is also in vain. With such a sect that deduces the power of Gangfeng and the technique of the sword to the extreme, it is no wonder that it can attract Wan Jianxin, the future No. 1 swordsman, to run to be the leader.

In the special cut gate, thirty kills, the disciples can't comprehend Liulan, and they almost can't even get out of the mountain gate. It is such a sect, and the ten disciples of such a sect have walked out of this short journey of 100 zhang with a momentum that is more fierce than that of thousands of troops, although they are all bloody and green, but none of them are willing to bend the arrogant bone called the spine in the slightest. They may not be a group that can overcome a thousand forces, but they are definitely a group of swordsmen who can take the head of an enemy general in the most casual way.

Wan Jianxin walked in front of these people, strutting forward, his right hand never leaving the hilt of the silver phoenix tail twisted on the left.

Behind them, there are some idle people in the True King's Mansion, except for the current six people from the East China Sea Xuanluo Sect, Yin Shu (Yin Huo) two major butlers, a few miscellaneous servants, and then the ghost elder who wears a black burqa and tries to keep a low profile, He Lao, and finally followed by three disciples of the Golden Dao Sect who may have been separated. And Zhao Lingfeng happened to walk in the middle of the two big butlers.

The young true king had a breezy sleeve and fluttering clothes all over his body, without the slightest murderous aura, and he couldn't tell where he was equipped with weapons, only the right sleeve seemed to be a little unnaturally shaking in the wind, which could show a little clue.

They were magnificent, but they did not pass by the shadow where the Golden Sword Gate was hiding, and they became forty-one people at once. The ghost elder and the other three Golden Sword Sect disciples disappeared in an instant, and they disappeared into a strange, seemingly particularly dense shadow, but they were not seen by the disciples of the Demon Power Pavilion in the distance. The power of the Dark Nightmare's enchantment is not something that ordinary monks can guess.

"What's the situation?" Yinchen saw that the ghost elder was coming up, and hurriedly set up a soundproof barrier, not only blocking Mingquan out, but even the prison was isolated. Mingquan watched Yinchen's movements, turned his face and gave Bai Prison a seductive mocking smile, which meant "You, the so-called brother, are you not even as good as the new daughter-in-law of the slave family?"

Bai Prison ignored him, and at this time he was listening to the small reports of the three Golden Sword Sect disciples.

"Uncle Shi, there seems to be no problem with that ghostly name!" Although the disciples of the Golden Dao Sect tried their best to keep their voices low, they were still heard by Ming Quan, who glanced at the tall thin figure with a black hood in surprise, and a poisonous green light flashed in his eyes.

"It seems that the Golden Knife Gate and Yinchen are inseparable, it's not a façade!" Mingquan thought happily in his heart, and it seemed that in an instant, he forgot all about the care that Yinchen showed to her, even if it was the feeling she had longed for the most.

The 41 monks belonging to the True King walked quickly towards the bare glade, and when Zhao Detian saw it, he immediately greeted him, first saluted Zhao Guangyi respectfully, and then laughed and met Zhao Lingfeng, saying "Brother Lingfeng!" Although Zhao Lingfeng didn't know why he was with the people of the Demon Wei Pavilion, it was inconvenient to ask, just chatted with him all over the world, and asked him if he had any unusual treasures in this pseudo-secret realm, Zhao Detian knew that he was asking about rare antiques and the like, and it had nothing to do with the divine weapons and divine skills, and he was not very distracted, so he invited Zhao Yuheng out, and the three of them actually ordered his subordinates to set up three chairs next to Baoding to sit down and chat. Tell what they have seen and heard in the secret realm. Zhao Yuheng and Wang Yurou had a secret meeting privately, but they were a little weak-hearted, and they couldn't say why, and asked the two if they had seen anyone else in Chongwang's Mansion, and asked them to help him lie. Zhao Lingfeng and Zhao Detian have been in a relationship with this second son of King Chong for many years, and they are willing to keep the secret for him, but they just want him to have a lot of benefits, and both of them know that he is such a young man and his own so-called enchantment private meeting, what can he do if he doesn't do that shameful thing?

The three of them were chatting, and at this time more people rushed over, they were all sons of the duke's family, all of them were oily and powdery, and their cultivation was only six or seven times Peiyuan, that is, the warrior guards in the family, but they were only in the realm of the Great Perfection, although there were hundreds of people coming from Wuyang, but in the face of the powerful Demon Pavilion, the fierce Iron Sword Gate, and the powerful Golden Sword Gate that was finally discovered, they could only be cautious. Less than an hour later, the remaining forces in the secret realm were gathered, and the third prince surnamed Zhao did not dare to sit next to Baoding openly, so he could only send Feng Lieshan to stand in front, sneak back to his own team, gather force and prepare to unite on the surface.

Then Zhao Yuheng also returned to Yang Ziyi's side. Yang Ziyi didn't dare to do anything to Zhao Yuheng, but she dared to catch Wang Yurou and reprimand her fiercely, until she scolded this beautiful woman so much that tears fell.

Wang Yurou can be regarded as letting go, anyway, she is going to marry Zhao Yuheng, and all the grievances are suffering, although she was scolded and cried, she didn't say anything back. Yang Ziyi looked at Wang Yurou's performance like this, knowing that she had already lost her body for Zhao Yuheng, she only felt that this woman was also a daring person for love, and her heart softened, so she didn't speak, who knew that at this time, Aunt Mingquan actually came over and called Yang Ziyi away with what kind of identity.

At this moment, the strength of the prince of Chongwang has dropped significantly, and Zhao Yuheng's chief guard claims to have the strength of the peak of qi, but in fact, Zhao Yuheng is not an illiterate person, he can see that the person is only the strength of the double of qi!

Speaking of which, the guards of the Chongwang Mansion all paid money to come in, and their source was the already rotten southern army.

On the other side, Yinchen was hiding among the twenty-six disciples of the Golden Sword Sect, his figure was not visible, and he was listening to the report of the ghost elder:

"King Xian Meiwang completely controlled the Divine Sword Gate, Fang Tianhang injured a Xuanzi, and was scared away by the old man, but there is nothing to worry about...... The old man learned from Wan Jianxin Shaoxia that the so-called blood feud borne by the Golden Sword Gate was all settled on the side of the Demon Heart, and Sang Tianliang and Feng Lieshan here were mostly righteous battles, but there was no need to care too much...... The whereabouts of the disciples sent by the Demon Heart are unknown at present, and the old man has not met them, and it is not even known if they have not arrived yet...... The people of the Poison Dragon Sect have met, and they just have a table tennis fight, and it seems that there are no capable people, but ...... The old man always felt that they seemed to have a great hidden power, and that power was not like the Poison Dragon Sect, it seemed to be ...... It's a force from the north, right?"

"North, well, another Iron Palm. Yinchen was not surprised by this, he crossed the ghost elder's shoulder, and saw Mingquan leading a woman over, so he gave the ghost old a look, and at the same time removed the soundproof barrier, the ghost old man understood, and his figure flashed behind Yinchen.

"Who is this?" asked Yinchen softly without waiting for Mingquan to get closer.

"This is Yang Ziyi, the current sect master of the Interpretation Sect, the slave family recruited her, it is to let the young master hold the power of the Interpretation Sect in his hands, so as to unify the dispatch, young master, the Divine Sword Gate has left us, the Demon Pavilion slave family is not familiar with it, this time, I am only afraid of ...... It's not as easy to do as it used to be. We've got to muster all our strength. ”