"The Black Water Soul card has been shattered, and it seems that something has happened!"

At the top of the south, in the unknown place of the clouds, in a wide and magnificent palace. A man in white is sitting upright in the depths of the hall, on top of the throne. At this time, with an indifferent expression, he threw a wooden plaque with a light purple color, the size of a palm, and the words 'Black Water God Monarch Spirit Detention Here' into the brazier on the side.

And at this time, if Ye Lingxue was here, he would definitely be surprised. The so-called 'soul card' is the evil art of the Taoist Qi practitioner who uses the method of Qi training to control the lives of others.

But now, not only in the brazier, there are not only the hundred bone soul cards that have not yet been burned, but also on the stone walls around the lobby, there are purple wooden cards of the same material. Densely packed, totaling five hundred, the names of the people written on them can shock anyone who sees them.

"Blackwater is dead!"

Under that throne, on the left side of the hall, there was a black-clothed feather priest about forty years old sitting upright, and at this moment this one was full of incredulity: "But the power of the hand, again?"

"The two portals of the Hundred Bone Divine Court were blocked by the Nine Xuan Divine Monarch, and the only secret passage that could enter and exit the Water Mansion was not known by the authorities. ”

The man in white had already rejected the black-clothed feather man's speculation in a few words, and then said thoughtfully: "This time the matter is very strange. ”

"It's really weird, but the most troublesome thing is right now. Heishui died, and I am afraid that the robbery of the trough ship of the Ministry of War four years ago will not be hidden. Now that Yanjing is alert, there is no way for us to delay. I don't know who made the shot? Could it be that the prince of Anguo Yingchong?"

The black-clothed feather man smiled bitterly, thinking that this was unlikely. Ying Chong is only fourteen years old, even if the martial vein is intact, now he is at most the realm of an eighth-order martial monarch, where can he get the 'Middle Heaven Rank' Black Water Divine Monarch?

Even with the help of the Shuifu Prohibition Law, it is not possible. There are Jiuxuan outside the Water Mansion to contain him, and in his hands, the Black Water has a formation-breaking weapon such as the 'Zhou Tianshen Machine Disk', how can he be afraid of the forbidden formation in the Mansion?

"Between me, I'm afraid I'm being calculated. Either it is the prince of Anguo or the power of the people, and there are other high-ranking people lurking, or someone has ulterior motives and has already arranged it in advance. ”

In other words, it is likely that someone deliberately wanted to open up this robbery of the military department's tanker.

"It's not impossible. ”

The man in white looked calm: "Then in your opinion, what should you do at this time?"

"Only a strong man can break his wrist!"

The black-clothed feather warrior's voice was resolute, without the slightest hesitation: "That Black Water Divine Monarch died in the Hundred Bone Divine Court, I don't know who killed him, what he experienced before he died, and whether he was forced to ask, or even someone who searched for his soul with a secret method. Fortunately, the black water itself does not have much contact, and as long as it is decisive, all clues can be cut off. It's just that in this way, I am afraid that it will arouse the alarm of His Majesty. With our power in the Great Qin Kingdom, it is still not enough to compete with him. ”

"It's inevitable, and he had been on guard four years ago. ”

The man in white tapped his fingers on the table, and his smile was cold: "Just do what you say, try to clean your hands and feet, and don't leave trouble." ”

The black-clothed feather man felt a pang in his heart, since this son said that he wanted to be cleaner. That also means that the lives of the dozens of people related to the Black Water Divine Monarch cannot be guaranteed.

At this time, the man in white muttered again: "There is also the prince of Anguo, let people send him to see Win Shentong as soon as possible, and I can't let this son live anymore." ”

"Childe wants to kill Ying Chong?"

The black-clothed Yushi suddenly felt surprised, and immediately spoke out to advise: "That Yingchong is deeply loved by the Heavenly Saint Emperor, and now it is the cusp of the wind and waves, once the trough boat robbery breaks out, the embroidered guards and the criminal department will definitely be scouting everywhere." If you add an assassination of the prince of An Guo, I am afraid that the Heavenly Holy Emperor will go crazy. My subordinates are afraid that this move will ruin our plan! If we are not careful, we may lose everything if we miss any clues. And this son is now a wasted person, whether he is dead or alive, in fact, it doesn't matter. ”

The man in white shook his head when he heard this, his eyes were still sharp: "He is indeed a good person now, but it makes me very uneasy." I'm going to kill him, how are you going?"

There is no need for other reasons, just the fact that he is uneasy can be the cause of this son's death.

The black-clothed feather warrior's breath was slightly suffocated, and he was dumbfounded for a long time, but finally chose to give in, and pondered: "I will arrange it as soon as possible, but if we want to leave no end in the assassination, we can not use many people, and the most suitable person is Hu Yuanshan." This person is a small heaven realm, his strength is sufficient, and he is a fugitive wanted by Great Qin-"

"No, this Hu Yuanshan's strength is too weak, it takes at least two or three Zhongtian Realm to make a move, and this seat can rest assured. ”

Facing the stunned and questioning look of the black-clothed feather man, the white-clothed man sneered: "Hundred broken halberds, Heishui is dead, since that Ying Chong can be safe and sound in the hands of the two of them." How can this seat believe that this Hu Yuanshan can take Yingchong's life?"

The black-clothed feather man couldn't help but be dumbfounded again. I can't help but say that there is a truth in the words of this Venerable One. Although he still felt that it was ridiculous at this time, and there was some fuss. Just for this little person whose martial arts vein was abolished and was regarded as an abandoned son by the family, he used three Zhongtian Realms, which can be said to be like killing chickens with a knife. But the son in front of him has been in power alone in Great Qin for a long time, and now that he has made a decision, there is absolutely no room for beaks. Instead of thinking about resisting and resisting, he should first go along with his wishes, and then try to deal with the matter properly afterwards and minimize the impact.

At this moment, he listened to the words of the white-clothed man on the throne: "Isn't there a Xiongnu envoy going to Xianyang recently? I remember that the four truths of Beihai are now by the side of the king of Zuoxian." Let them do it. ”

The black-clothed feather warrior's body suddenly shook slightly, and he was dissatisfied at first, but then turned calm again. Thinking about this is really a way to kill two birds with one stone, and it is unexpectedly proper.

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Ying Chong had a sweet dream, a sweet dream that he didn't want to wake up from. In the dream, I was like a beast, riding a young girl. He first made the girl cry, and then kept sending her to the top of the clouds. until the girl was unable to support her and gradually fell into a coma,

Ying Chong didn't remember what he did later, but he felt that the girl's perfect white ** made him crazy every inch, and the panting and moaning made him excited and intoxicated. I only indulge in the thrill of galloping and sprinting, and forget everything.

When he awoke, he found himself in the cabin. There was some dull pain in the back of my head, and when I reached out to touch it, I felt that there was a bag there.

Ying Chong was stunned for a while, the feeling in this dream was too real, so real that he couldn't believe it was a dream.

It should be true, I don't know why I **** is blazing, I made a bestiality, and I insulted the girl in my dream.

As for the pain in the back of his head, it should be that he was knocked out by someone at the end. http://