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Inside the ancient secluded room.

Youli felt the transformation of Jinhua's delicate body from Qingling to Huanghuang Tianwei, making the heavens and the earth tremble, and the breath of trembling, even the capital of the mantis did not dare to raise the slightest bit of awe: "Palace master, if you don't want that..."

Airplanes...

The mighty and mysterious coercion of heaven and earth suddenly filled the entire ancient house, pressing the Youli breathlessly, Jinhua's snow-white jade face was calm, and there were a little Xuan lines in her beautiful eyes, staring at Youli and saying, "When..."

"The deity needs you to point fingers when doing things!"

Boom...

Knocking his head to the end, Youli trembled, and said in a trembling voice to Jinhua: "The slave knows her mistakes, please forgive the palace master..."

In the face of her plea, Jin Hua didn't seem to bother to look at her, got up directly, and after stepping on the ground, she walked to the wooden table, took out a pen and paper, and wrote a little.

Then, she put down the ink, pressed the written paper with an inkstone, turned to the side, glanced at the pear who was still lying on the ground, motionless, and said, "Get up." ”

"Thank you, Palace Master. ”

After Yuli lay on the ground and thanked her respectfully, she also got up cautiously, folded her hands on her lower abdomen, and stood aside with her head bowed and in awe, waiting for Jinhua's order.

"Let's go, go back to the Imperial Palace. ”

Jin Hua flicked her sleeves, and after opening the door of the house, she didn't even look at Youli, she directly raised her head, exposed her snow-white neck, walked past her, and walked outside.

"Yes. Yuli bowed his head respectfully.

"That's right. ”

Jin Hua stepped in front of the door, suddenly paused, and said: "After returning to the imperial mansion, you reply a letter to him for me, and write three words 'must do'." ”

It seems that the palace master has finally decided to kill Empress Qinwu.

After Youli said a word in her heart, she hung her head, respectfully followed Yu Jin behind her, and said, "My subordinates obey orders." ”

"Let's go. ”

After Jin Hua casually threw the crumpled letter paper to the ground, her delicate body was penetrated, silently condensing a void in front of her.

Then, she stepped out of that quiet step, stepped directly into the space, and disappeared.

Seeing this scene, the Youli didn't dare to procrastinate, and quickly followed up, entering the space, and as she walked in, the void instantly closed and went up, not even leaving a crack.

It's as if it never happened, and it's peaceful.

At the same moment, the letter paper that was randomly thrown out by Jin and fell to the ground, recording the words of killing Qin Qin, also suddenly spontaneously combusted and burned into nothingness.

Call...

The door opened, and the breeze blew the paper pressed by the inkstone.

The sound of the paper fluttering sounded, and it looked so cool and cold.

It's as if the strong wind is coming, the pink flowers are falling, and the beauty is falling...

...

Half an hour later.

An eerily empty depths of the earth.

Here, there are no palaces, ancient mansions, and even some of the mysterious buildings and carved ornaments that should be there are very few, and the entire large underground, except for the uneven karst walls and rock walls.

It is those countless rocky avenues, which are not glued together, but independent, and on both sides of each avenue are an endless abyss.

It seems that if you fall, you will fall to death without seeing your body.

At this time, if you look at the whole situation from a high place, you can see that these countless stone paths lead to one place, that is, a large empty platform in the center.

The platform is so large that it seems to occupy one-third of the space here, and it stretches outward like a round flat island, and the countless stone paths connected are like its limbs, many and strange.

And in the center of this large, barren and treacherous platform, there are four strange stone seats that are half suspended in the air, spreading out in a circle, and behind each stone seat, there is a stone pillar with a different pattern.

It seems to be a response to the identity of the owner of this stone seat.

Among them are one dice, there is a plant that represents poison, there is also a man and a woman embracing each other without anything to hide, and so on.

At this moment, in front of the stone pillar, on the stone seat, there are seven men and women in different dresses, talking about something.

Some of these men and women are treacherous, some are charming, and some seem to be heroic, all of which are different.

'Bang...'

Suddenly, a loud bang sounded, and a man who was wearing a spacious robe, but could still see that his body was strong and burly, and his face was a little fierce, slammed the armrest of the chair, and said angrily: "This bastard thing..."

"Dare to kill Wu Rong and Hou Wen. ”

His eyes widened, and a thick killing intent came out: "I didn't even take my five eyes into account." ”

"Tsk, Wumu, this can't be blamed on people, it's only blamed on the strength of your subordinates. ”

A man with both cheeks and body, who was lean, and the corners of his mouth were as bewitching purple as if they were painted, outlining the yin qi, fiddling with his slender fingers, and not raising his head to the five eyes.

"Six fingers!"

Five eyes glared at him angrily: "You say it again!"

"Tsk, what, can't I tell the truth?"

Six fingers played with the slender white fingers, and said: "What kind of controller of the underground black market, there are countless black generals under his command, but he can't even solve a little guy who hasn't grown hair." ”

"It's useless. ”

He leaned back, leaned against the stone seat, and said, "I see Sister Xiangying, you better leave this matter to me." ”

"I'll take action, and I will solve this trouble quietly for you, and I will never make such a big move like someone, but I haven't solved this problem, and I have lost the face of Sister Xiangying. ”

He glanced at the five eyes, his expression slightly contemptuous.

'Giggle...'

The slender body, but the delicate breasts are still full... Xiangying couldn't help covering her mouth and chuckling, and said smartly: "Brother Six-Finger is serious, who doesn't know that Brother Six-Finger controls the assassination, and Brother Five-Eyed controls the black way of this region." ”

"The two of you have different ways of handling things, and the natural disturbances are different. ”

Indeed, on the stone pillar behind Six Fingers, an assassin with a dagger is engraved, and on the stone pillar behind Gomo, a burly and arrogant man is engraved, apparently the lord of the black market, the symbol of dominating the black/Dao.

In this way, two different organizational controllers naturally have different ways of handling things.

"Tsk, it's still Sister Xiangying who can speak. ”

Six Fingers glanced at the five eyes that were already blue with anger, and said: "At least, it's much better than some people who don't admit their mistakes when they are wrong, and who don't admit their incompetence." ”

Boom...

slapped his palm on the armrest, and the five eyes stood up suddenly, and the eyes stared at the six fingers that were like a command, and said angrily: "Six fingers, don't go too far." ”

"What, you still want to fight?" "Six fingers held his hands, and he didn't even look at the five eyes.

"What's the matter!" Gomu said angrily.

Hearing this, the six fingers stopped fiddling with their fingers, slowly put them down, raised their eyes to look at the five eyes, the eyes were dark, and the purple lips flashed with a treacherous arc: "It's okay, I want to see how you have grown after breaking through the realm now." ”

In the past, the six fingers and five eyes were all in the early stage of the True Saint, and the two often 'competed', but at that time, the six fingers won mostly.

But not long ago, Wumu was one step ahead of Liuzhi and broke through to the middle stage of the True Saint, which became more of a winning face for Wumu when it started fighting, so Liuzhi, who had experienced the last defeat, had long wanted to regain face.

Now that Wumu has stood up, he can't wait to fight with him, so that he can regain face in front of everyone.

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