Chapter 7: Bloody Silence
The Imperial City of the Night Empire, the Imperial Study.
The lights are still on.
The master of the Night Empire behind the bookcase, Emperor Yeyun is still reviewing the excerpts.
Suddenly there was an inexplicable irritability in my heart, I put down my pen and took another sip of herbal tea.
The cold tea ran down his throat, but he couldn't drown the disgust in his heart.
Looking sideways, Xiao Hezi, the eunuch who was serving him, was closing his eyes and pretending to sleep. An inexplicable anger rose in his heart, and he was the king of a country, for the sake of the court and temple, the world was in the world, forgetting to sleep and eating, and worked until late at night. And this eunuch dog slave closed his eyes and rested, and didn't even prepare a cup of hot tea for me, how can this be reasonable?
With a wave of his hand, the teacup in his hand flew over.
"Bang!" was smashing on the top of Xiao Hezi's head, the cup was shattered, and the blood flowed.
"Oops...... Xiao Hezi, who was pretending to be asleep, suddenly heard the sound of the wind, and before he could make a move, he received a blow on the head.
There are assassins who can't do it? Just as he was about to raise his warning, he saw the emperor glaring angrily, and then looked at the fragments on the ground, which were the things of the usual bookcase.
Hurriedly knelt down, and said in a trembling voice: "The slave should die, the slave should die...... But I don't know why the emperor was angry, and threw the cup and smashed it.
Seeing the bright red liquid flowing from the top of Xiao Hezi's head, Ye Yun's heart became hotter, and he became more and more frenzied, stood up, raised his foot and kicked Xiao Hezi in the chest. If this kick is real, it is enough to take Xiao Hezi's half life.
Looking at the fierce kick of the emperor with red eyes, Xiao Hezi was frightened in his eyes, and wailed: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, spare Xiao Hezi...... "
Seeing that this foot was about to fall on Xiao Hezi's chest, the space behind Xiao Hezi shook, and a thin palm poked out, lifting Xiao Hezi away from its place.
"Your Majesty, what's the matter, why do you want to beat Xiao Hezi?" Mr. An stepped out of the space door and asked puzzled.
"I, I...... Looking at Mr. An, who had just walked out, Yeyun didn't know how to answer.
"Blood!" said Mr. Ann in amazement.
With a wave of his hand, he laid down a spatial barrier and walked quickly to the window of the study. Push open the window and look in the direction of the lonely old peak.
The lonely old peak, the peak is red, and the red pillar of light connects the sky to the ground.
Manager An was shocked, his fingers moved, and he was so fast that a phantom appeared. Another huge spatial barrier surrounded the entire palace, and then he took a deep breath, and the wrinkles on his face were much deeper, and his fatigue was revealed.
After Ye Yun laid down the barrier from the head of security, the irritation in his heart gradually disappeared. Looking at Xiao Hezi who was trembling on the side, he secretly said in his heart: "What happened to me just now?" He took out the Jinpa and handed it over, how dare Xiao Hezi pick it up......? "
"Your Majesty, someone is performing blood, and the imperial city will not be peaceful tonight...... "
"Mr. An, what is this blood?"
"Your Majesty, as soon as this blood comes out, ordinary people will be affected by it, and their violent spirit will increase greatly. Just like what you did to Xiao Hezi just now, it is difficult for you to control the violent qi, and the lower the cultivation, the greater the impact of the blood demon. "
"Oh, who did this blood?
"Your Majesty, this person who exerts blood evil has surpassed the old slave by a lot, and the old slave can only try to protect it from infiltrating the palace with the blood and evil qi, so as not to cause trouble to the court. Elsewhere, the old slave is beyond his power. As for who it is? There are only a few people in the world who can surpass the old slaves, and those who can do this secret trick are except for a mountain, a pavilion, and a secluded mansion. There will be no one else. "
"A mountain of snow, the current owner there is our family, he broke his sword and sworn an oath, and he will not practice this bloody martial arts. And Fairy Ling in the first pavilion would not practice this evil skill. Therefore, it must be the young master of the Diyou Mansion, and Mo is light. "
"Mo Qingli, isn't he guarding Miss Lin in the Cold Pool? How could he come here and apply this blood?"
"Who can tell the difference between the things of the world? These peerless big men are all doing their own thing, today in Haibei, tomorrow in Tiannan, who can accurately know their traces? Just here to exert blood, it seems that this Mo Qingli does not care about the life and death of the people in this place. Alas...... "
"Hey, the bloody aura has weakened, and someone is trying to control and dissipate it!"
"Mr. An, could it be that he is here?"
Manager An smiled, "He's been there, and there are two people on the top of that peak." One should be Mo Qingli, and the other must be him. "
"Speaking of him, how is Mr. An's trip?"
"What Chen Shaoan said is right, the knife is a broken knife, and the knife has been destroyed. "
There was silence in the study for a while, and Yeyun and Manager An looked at the lonely old peak in the distance.
Feeling that the bloody aura was weakening, Mr. An's face showed a sense of safety.
"Then who else can dispel this bloody aura?"
"Your Majesty, don't forget that there is another one next to us in our family, Ling Yan Pavilion, Ling Fairy. "
Thirty miles west of the imperial city, there is a pavilion, Fengyi Pavilion.
Fengyi Pavilion was built thousands of years ago, and it is said that it was also built by the Silver Pupil Empire. The whole pavilion is carved out of a single piece of marble, with a height of nine feet and seven minutes, and a circumference of one foot and six feet.
The pavilion is divided into hexagons, a stone table in the pavilion, and two stone pier low stools. The whole pavilion is exquisitely carved, the strange beasts are entrenched on the four pillar stones, and the front plaque has three ancient seal characters, Fengyi Pavilion.
Fengyi Pavilion is in the west, Gulaofeng is in the east, and the two places are separated by one hundred and ten miles.
At this time, there were two people sitting opposite each other in the pavilion, and there was a guqin on the stone table. A woman in white gauze was stroking the strings, her jade fingers were plucked, and the strings were vibrating, but she didn't hear the sound of the piano.
I saw that between the flicking of the jade fingers, the strings trembled slightly, and with the movement of the strings, wisps of neon ribbons flew into the slightly reddened air around them. As the neon ribbons flew, the night sky, which had been reflected in the blood, gradually cleared.
Sitting opposite the white-gauze woman was a man in his thirties, who was looking in the direction of Gu Lao Peak at this time, his eyebrows and eyes full of anxiety.
These two are Chen Shaoan and Ling Ziyan.
Chen Shao'an was restless, his throat was dry, and he opened his mouth several times to ask, but he was afraid of disturbing Ling Ziyan. Ling Ziyan was playing the silent piano at this time, playing the "Pure Heart Mantra", and Ling Ziyan was using the sound of the piano to dissolve the bloody qi.
Chen Shao'an held his temper, but he couldn't stop looking at the red on the top of the lonely old peak.
Finally waited for Ling Ziyan to stop bouncing, Chen Shaoan hurriedly said: "Purple Smoke Girl, I see that the blood on the peak is getting stronger and stronger, Nineteen should be able to deal with it, right?
With worried eyes, she looked at the peak of the lonely old man.
"Third uncle, you said you didn't want us to help you at night. Moreover, now that Mo is lightly away from the realm he has cultivated, we are no longer his opponents. If he goes, it will be a burden to the night disciples, and then he will have to distract himself from taking care of you and me, won't it cause trouble for him?" Although his voice was as flat as ever, he couldn't hide a trace of worry and worry.
"It's all useless for the third uncle, if you cultivate more on weekdays, you won't be able to help at all!
"Although I can't help him, the impact of this bloody aura is too great, and I have to play it a few more times, otherwise I don't know how many innocent people in this imperial city will be victimized by it. "
The jade fingers caressed, and the neon wisps floated into the air.
At night, Ziyan can only help you protect the people in this city, and you must come back.