The twenty-six guards are all selected from the secret guards, and they are loyal.

Xia Guang awarded "Embroidery Gong", "Jiuyang Xuangong", "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Wind", and "Nine Yin Evil Sutra" to Zhang Sanli, Four Kings, Five Zhao Liu, and the other twenty-two people were also taught by him according to their aptitude and awarded complementary exercises.

His vision is extremely high, and all the exercises are naturally standing on the top of the mountain, overlooking the ascetics who are still climbing at the foot of the mountain, and naturally every sentence is a golden and jade good word.

Therefore, these twenty-six guardian family members were only loyal and respectful to this Shenwu King at first, but slowly they were really dead.

A teacher for one day, a father for life.

Although it is not such an exaggeration, their cultivation that has already reached the bottleneck is advancing by leaps and bounds under Xia Guang's casual fingers, and even at the critical moment, this Divine Martial King did not hesitate to use his internal strength, and even directly pointed at his qi and selflessly applied his majestic internal force.

Of course, this majestic internal force, for Xia Guang, had to be weakened and weakened again before it could cross into their bodies.

And this selfless act has led to the heartfelt gratitude of the nursing home.

Not long after, Zhao Hulu of the mountain camp also entered the mysterious Shenwu Palace, and became one of the guardians.

Xia Guang directly awarded "Qingshan Fugong" to this Kansai man, and when he entered the palace, his original name was lost, and Zhao Hulu became Zhao Twenty-seven.

When he went out, he was still Zhao Hulu, but here, he only had a number.

This is the case with the family.

Since Xia Guang moved out of the palace, this assassination and theft have never stopped, and the smell of death has been permeated around this luxurious mansion, and the smell of blood is not strong when strolling on it, but it is a little inexplicably cold.

The surrounding dignitaries and dignitaries came to visit at first, but within a few days, they all moved out of the place.

After all, no one wants to see more than one dead person outside the house every day.

There is a river in the capital.

The name of the river is Luoshui, around the east of the city, through the north of the city, connected with the moat, it is rumored that it secretly leads to the mountain range in the north from the underground, it is a tributary of the iceberg in the north, and the source is unclear.

This Luoshui is the flow of water through the Shenwu Palace, at this time, perhaps because more and more people are dead, this river is a little foggy every night, and it looks clear.

this day.

At the head of the bridge stood a white-faced, beardless, feminine-looking father-in-law, but he was an acquaintance.

"Father-in-law Yu, don't come unharmed. ”

Xia Guang looked at the person who came.

"I've seen King Shenwu. Yutian didn't dare to slack off, and then opened his mouth and said, "The Son of Heaven has an invitation, saying that there is something important to discuss." ”

Xia Guang squinted his eyes, this day in order to move away by himself, but he agreed to any conditions, he couldn't wait to kneel down and beg himself, and then he didn't see himself for a day, why today?

Maybe I haven't been to the palace for a long time, so let's go for a walk again.

Sister Huang has been getting busier and busier recently, after all, she has a summer soup in vain, the rivers and lakes are in chaos, she moves slowly, and she always has to eat something between things, and it will be evening when she finishes dealing with the secret report from the eight directions from the black sparrow every day.

When it got dark, she didn't take off her shoes, and fell asleep.

Occasionally, he secretly wore a human skin mask and went out of the palace to see himself, and then he was like a hungry ghost reincarnated, eating Hu Tianhai.

It stands to reason that the imperial sister has reached the age of marriage, but the Black Son of Heaven needs to protect the Great Zhou and have the power of the Son of Heaven in the shadows, and he also needs to pay the price of a lonely life.

In this regard, Xia Jiejie has no opinion.

She felt that having her brother with her side was enough.

Anyway, she is older, and her martial arts are also very weak, and carrying a demon knife is useless except to scare people, and the messy lines on this demon knife have been dark recently, and it seems that she has also been infected, and it has become soft from fierce.

When the time comes, she will definitely die early, and Xia Guang will send her to the end and accompany herself at the end, thinking about it like this, there will be a lot less fear.

As for those who say that Xia Guang is not a human being, but a demon who has been taken away, Xia Jiejie thinks that this group of people is sick in the brain, and her younger brother was brought up by herself, and his blood is thicker than water, whether he has been dropped, how can she not know?

In the shadow court, the successor Xia Tang was also quite competitive, he enshrined the words of King Shenwu as a "holy decree", and followed the worshippers out of Beijing to perform tasks at every turn, and after returning, he imitated Xia Guang's appearance and went to the lake of Zongdong Pavilion to fish in order to calm down.

The rest of the princes and princesses, including the princess Zheng led by Concubine Duan, are still living under the high pressure of the new Son of Heaven, trembling, walking on thin ice as if facing the abyss, and their feelings are not much different from when Xia Heng faced King Shenwu.

As for Xia Yuxue, it is Shenlong who sees the beginning but does not see the end, and takes her more and more iron giants who don't know what to do outside, and every time they are in a hurry, it seems that they return to the capital just to take a look at Xia Guang, and the rest, there is nothing to love.

"King Shenmu..."

Eunuch Yutian reminded, "It's time for us to go. ”

"Good. ”

Yutian looked at the civilian clothes that this Shenwu King was wearing, "Do you need to change your clothes?"

Xia Guang shook his head: "No need, who doesn't know me?"

The feminine eunuch smiled: "Naturally, not only in this capital, I'm afraid that there are few people in the world who don't know about you." ”

Name is notoriety, the name of the demon of catastrophe, and the name that is destined to bring death.

Xia Guang didn't care.

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Palace.

With the imperial study of the Son of Heaven as the center, one secret array after another has already been arranged, and there must be two people stationed in front of each door of the heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals who are not alive.

This is a joint production of the Water Mirror Palace and the Momen, which is composed of the "Book of Heaven" level array book that only the master can write, and with the skill of the Momen's mechanism, it is possible to create a heavenly soldier or a heavenly general.

The way of the formation of the Water Mirror Palace, which is dominated by words.

It is divided into five levels: entry, copying, danqing, extreme, and heavenly book, and what is it above, but no one has ever been able to explore, and it must be the limit of human beings.

Among them, Zhuge Murafu and Tsukasa Hu are the only two "Heavenly Book" level formation mages.

This heavenly soldier and heavenly general was created by the two of them hollowing out the hidden terracotta warriors and horses in Momen.

The Heavenly Soldier is equivalent to the strength of the grandmaster in the rivers and lakes, and the Heavenly General is the legendary strength, although it lacks flexibility, but it is not afraid of death, which is slightly compensated.

In the same battle, it is definitely inferior, but a total of 1,600 heavenly soldiers and generals is enough to make up for this lack of quality.

Zhuge Villager is generous, he only has 800 people, and he directly sent 500 to this new son of heaven, which is also very high.

At this time, in the center of this large array, there was a Taoist priest with immortal wind bones waiting with his eyes closed.

Both the Son of Heaven and Guo Langzi were unwilling and did not dare to be presumptuous in front of him.

It's just because this Taoist priest is too famous.

It is not an exaggeration to say that they are immortals.

He is a legend of the last generation of rivers and lakes, once did the leader of the martial arts league, and then retreated for 20 years, after coming out, he went overseas for 20 years, and after coming back, he was like an ordinary person, just put on a Taoist robe, only a little like a Taoist priest, in recent years, the disciples and grandchildren said a few more words, so he had a white beard, which is the fairy wind bone.

Now the sect master of this selfless Taoist sect is the disciple grandson of his disciples.

According to his age, he is in his 150s this year.

If it weren't for the earth-shattering event, he would never have left the mountain.

His name has been forgotten.

That's why it's called a nameless Taoist.

Today, he came in the wind to meet the four silent demons who are about to disturb the world.

Although he also knows something about the things between Buddha and demons.

However, this demon also went too far, and many people died in his Dao Sect Feng Chantai some time ago, especially the genius Su Wuxin was also killed on the spot.

That's why he came out.

"Your Majesty, you said that this Shenwu King has been very withdrawn since he was a child, very weird?"

The Nameless Daoist asked.

"Yes, real person, it stands to reason that a child's heart is fun, but this little imperial uncle always likes to imitate the appearance of the old man, fishing by the lake, lifting the 6,000-pound golden lion at the age of five, and defeating the White Lotus Sect at the age of six. ”

The nameless real person narrowed his eyes, "The rivers and lakes all say that this is just a rumor, you are royal, isn't it?"

And Xia Heng continued: "Of course not, we were in the capital at that time, and all the circumstances were clear, it was indeed the six-year-old child who carried Fang Tian's halberd and killed almost all the White Lotus Messengers.

I didn't understand it before, but when I look at it today, I'm very panicked.

Maybe this little imperial uncle..."

The nameless real person bowed his head and said: "Thank you, the emperor, King Shenwu laid an ambush on the way back from the heroes, and killed him in vain, no matter what, I want to ask him."

It's also to see if he is as he says.

If so, I will not tolerate it. ”

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