The night sky is cloudless and the moon is in the middle, and the stars are dotted with the sky.

Inside the Imperial City.

Emperor Yongqing's harem was full of wails.

All the palace gates were already covered with white lanterns with inscriptions written on them.

The civil and military officials all looked sad.

Outside the Imperial City, the patrol guards in the Nannan Spirit City have doubled.

Although the lights are bright and people come and go,

However, all entertainment venues in the city were closed for seven days and seven nights.

Only restaurants and inns and shops selling daily necessities are allowed.

Time.

Nanling City was plunged into a riot, and all kinds of rumors were flying all over the sky.

"What's going on?"

"Shhhh I heard that His Majesty died. ”

"What? When? ”

"It seems like today."

"Your Majesty has always been in good health, why is this all of a sudden?"

"Could it be related to the sound of the Buddha during the day?"

"It can't be someone who is seeking power and usurping the throne!"

In the tavern, several drinkers whispered messages to each other in low voices.

They had a lot of speculation about the sudden death of Emperor Yongqing, but they didn't dare to confide in them.

Who knows if someone will be beaten and secretly reported.

Nangong Jun arranged his younger brother's funeral, did a good job of explaining the civil and military officials, and dragged his tired back to the dormitory, as if he had fallen apart, mainly because Murong Feng was about to collapse because of his mental torture, which was even more tiring than working in the field for a day.

As soon as he entered the palace, he dismissed the eunuchs and the little palace maids.

Directly on the bed, the most comfortable Ge You lay down.

Suddenly.

There was a creak, and the door was pushed open.

From outside the door came a young woman with a cold face.

Nangong Jun glanced up and found that it was his younger brother's concubine who had just accepted this year, Zhang Meier.

"What are you doing here?"

Zhang Meier did not respond, but crossed the threshold with her skirt in her hand, turned around and stretched her head out to look left and right, and after making sure that there was no one, she gently closed the door.

Seeing this move, Nangong Jun frowned.

Is there any mistake?

Your man just died, so he sneaked to my dormitory, what do you mean?

Could it be that you are here......

Nangong Jun didn't dare to think about it.

In his suspicious gaze, Zhang Meier moved lightly to the side of the bed, looked at Nangong Jun who was sitting on the bed, the coldness on his face turned into a charming smile, and he immediately sat on the edge of the bed.

What do you mean?

Why are you still sitting down?

I saw Zhang Meier smile and said: "Congratulations to Your Majesty, congratulations to Your Majesty, you have finally ascended the throne today." ”

Nangong Jun propped his hands on the bed, supported his body, moved a little inside, and tilted his head to look at Zhang Meier: "Can you speak?" What do you mean finally? ”

Zhang Meier realized that the words were inappropriate, and quickly changed her words: "Congratulations to Your Majesty for getting back what belongs to you." ”

Hearing this, Nangong Jun's face finally softened.

That's not right!

I made you a widow, you should hate me!

That's right, they don't know that Emperor Yongqing's death is related to him Nangong Jun.

Nangong Jun glanced at Zhang Meier.

found that he was wearing a fiery red dress in his white dress.

It seems that there is something wrong with the way you wear clothes.

Not afraid of being immersed in the pig cage?

Nangong Jun was a little confused.

"Shouldn't you be holding a vigil at such a time? What are you doing here? ”

In the Southern Spirit Country.

When the emperor died, all his women had to keep watch before his spirit for seven days and seven nights.

"Slaves and maids are here to accompany Your Majesty." Zhang Meier covered her mouth and chuckled.

A smile is born.

"Stay with me?" Nangong Jun was puzzled.

"Well, the slave knows that His Majesty's cultivation is special."

Is my cultivation special?

Who told you that?

Nangong Jun's face sank, and he suddenly became vigilant: "Who told you?" ”

"Giggle." Zhang Meier smiled and trembled.

The exaggeration of the action made the pair of rabbits in front of her sway.

"Say!"

Nangong Jun didn't know when he had an extra dagger in his hand.

He put a dagger against Zhang Meier's neck.

One more centimeter and the blood will come out.

Feel a chill coming from your neck.

Zhang Meier did not panic, but took off the clothes she was wearing outside unhurriedly.

Really.

As Nangong Jun saw.

A short fiery red dress with a pair of large white legs underneath, half exposed.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you directly?" The dagger in Nangong Jun's hand went in a little further.

"If Your Majesty wanted to kill me, how could you wait until now."

"Who sent you?"

"No one sent me, it just so happens that the exercises I practice also need comfort!"

Nangong Jun looked at Zhang Meier, and the dagger in his hand left her neck.

In his impression, Zhang Meier doesn't look like that kind of person.

Also, people should not be disguised.

At this time.

There was a rush of footsteps outside the door.

This was followed by the shrill voice of the little eunuch.

"Your Majesty, Tianyun City is in an emergency."

"Say!" Nangong Jun didn't summon him in.

After all, there are other people in there!

"There are many masters of the Lin family in Dongling Country, and the remnants of the poisonous manpower are also helping to attack the city, and Tianyun City is about to be broken!"

Made.

Forget about this stubble!

Nangong Jun slapped his forehead: "I know, I immediately sent General Ma Zhanshan to quell the chaos, if it still has no effect, pass on General Yanlong, please be sure to help." ”

"Yes, the slave and maid are gone."

There was the sound of the little eunuch running away quickly.

When he came back to his senses, the ground in front of him was full of clothes.

And the red belly pocket!

Nangong Jun swallowed his saliva and turned around.

That Zhang Meier had already stripped naked, lying on the bed in a charming posture, winking at him.

This... Who can stand this!

"Let's go! I'm not the kind of person you think I am! Nangong Jun turned around angrily, only to feel that his nose was hot, and a stream of hot liquid flowed out.

"You can't?" A coquettish voice came from behind him.

He was shaken, like an electric shock.

Say that a man can do anything, go and don't say he can't!

Soon.

In Nangong Jun's bedroom, a creaking sound sounded.

This sound continued until the rooster crowed.

Meanwhile.

The other side.

When Murong Feng arrived at the Sword Sect, it was already dark.

He went straight to the Sword Tower.

He's going to look something up.

Because, on the way back, he triggered a system task.

Then find the way to open the Supreme Chest.

The time is only valid for seven days, and it is outdated.

How difficult this is is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack.

I searched for several hours, but I couldn't find it.

Left the Sword Tower again and returned to the Green Dragon Palace.

Dive headlong into the secret room, rummaging through the old collection, hoping to find valid information in it.

However, there is still no clue.

Because he didn't complete the task, although the treasure chest was obtained by checking in in the early stage, because he didn't have a key, he couldn't take out the chest from the system at all.

It also cut off his intention to create a fake key.

Perhaps the system also took this problem into account, so it set up such a problem.

In the blink of an eye.

The sun has reached a height where you can tan your butt.

Murong Feng walked out of the Green Dragon Palace, stretched his waist, and looked up at the cloudless sky, but his mood was not beautiful.

"System, sign in quickly."

[Ding ding, congratulations to the host, sign in successfully, reward the disciple with 100,000 yuan.] 】

You hear a chime.

Murong Feng almost kicked the steps and fell down.

Is there still such an operation?

Apprentices can send it!

At this time.

Countless disciple information poured into his mind.

Suddenly.

Murong Feng's eyes widened, as if he had seen the most shocking picture in his life.

It turned out that among the 10,000 disciples, there were actually more than a dozen Condensing Realm masters.

There are even several half-step life and death realms.

This strength increase was caught off guard!

At the same time, there was an earth-shattering sound of "Ha, black, Ha black" from the side of the martial arts arena.

Murong Feng came here slowly.

As soon as he appeared, a neat and loud greeting sounded in his ears: "Master, good morning!" ”

It's amazing!

Murong Feng nodded, walked up to the high platform, looked at the black crowd, and didn't know what to say: "Cultivate hard and make progress every day!" ”

"Yes!"

At this time.

Murong Feng smiled and walked off the high platform.

Walk to the edge of the arena.

There, Zheng Xiao and the others talked and laughed with the few disciples who had signed in, like old friends who had not seen each other for many years.

Self-cooked?

Got together so quickly?

That's too fast, isn't it?

No more than a quarter of an hour before and after!

"Master."

Several people spoke in unison.

There was not the slightest abnormality on his face.

As soon as he walked into them, Xiang Cao knelt on the ground with a plop and took the lead in speaking: "Please punish Master." ”

Why?

Itchy skin?

Murong Feng was even more puzzled: "What's wrong with you?" Irritated? ”

Xiang Cao shook his head in frustration and said, "Please allow the disciple to be a junior disciple." ”

Be a little junior brother?

Which one is this singing?

Murong Feng was a little confused: "Why? ”

Xiang Cao glanced at several junior disciples, and his eyes were sad: "The cultivation of the junior disciples has made great progress, and the realm far surpasses mine, and I will be a senior brother again!" ”

That's it?

I thought it was a big deal.

Murong Feng stroked his beard and said, "Gather the junior brothers and sisters, and make their own arrangements for the teacher." ”