Su Dingfang bowed his head, and the two chatted again, and he also agreed to support Empress Wu's accession to the throne.

The tea and dinner were about to run out, and Zhao Wujiang also received a gift from Su Dingfang, which was said to be left by Tao Qian, which was extremely precious.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors, Zhao Wujiang and Xiao Miaomiao left.

Su Dingfang personally sent him out of the door and watched him ride away.

For a long time, Su Dingfang was still standing at the gate, looking at the direction where Zhao Wujiang had gone, and sighed frequently.

"What's wrong, grandpa?" Su Huayi was puzzled.

Su Dingfang stood with his hands in his hands, and shook his head with a smile:

"I have fought many battles in my life, and I have seen many people, but he has something in his heart and refuses to say it."

"What the hell is going on?" Su Huayi frowned.

Su Dingfang frowned:

"It's not about what's going on, it's about what he's going to do!

As I said, he is the arrow that is about to be shot, and he will not hesitate to move forward.

This kind of arrow is the best way to kill the enemy, but it will never be recovered."

"He—" Su Huayi covered her mouth, her eyes red.

......

Lingnan Road, Cangwu Mountain.

North.

The two coffins stood quietly, and the orange-yellow barrier outside the radius of nine zhang had not yet dissipated, still covering them, sealing the coffins inside.

He lay in the coffin, his eyes closed, but his body still trembling, his left arm empty, torn apart by the spirit that had come out of the other coffin.

He knew the identity of this spirit very well, if he and Gluttonous Chaos and others were bad, then the person suppressed in the other coffin was pure and extreme evil.

"What are you thinking?" A light voice sounded, with warmth and curiosity.

Han's body trembled violently, and he didn't dare to open his eyes.

The next moment, his eyelids were forcibly opened, and a terrified figure appeared in his eyes.

Dressed in a bright green robe, his delicate and warm cheeks were smiling: "Why don't you ignore the deity?"

"I don't have I don't, I don't, I... I—" Han Qi hurriedly spoke:

"I was just thinking about things and didn't ignore you, Dan."

Dan, the son of Emperor Yao, is gifted, but his heart is evil.

"What's wrong with you? Don't be afraid, the deity won't kill you." Dan's soft and fair hand stroked Shang Han's cheek:

"Do you want to go out?" You know what, soon we'll be able to get out.

When the mountains and rivers are in autumn, it is the day when you and I get out of trouble.

This seal can't seal us at all.

Are you happy?"

Han Qi's expression stiffened, and he nodded hurriedly, he didn't dare to deny it.

"Then do you still think Yao Chonghua is right? Emperor Yao, right?" Dan looked at Han Zhu expectantly.

"No, Yao Chonghua shouldn't have suppressed us."

Han Qi hurriedly spoke, following Dan's wishes.

Dan was stunned for a moment, his smiling cheeks furrowed, and he tugged on Han's right arm:

"Last time you thought they were right, this time you think they are wrong, how can you be such an impure person and change so quickly?".

Feeling Dan's hands gradually straining and feeling the pain of his arm being torn, he struggled desperately and begged for mercy:

"Yes, yes, they are right."

"So you just lied to me?" Dan smiled, his eyes were cold, "I hate people for lying to me the most."

"Tear..."

Han's right arm was torn apart by him, blood splattered all over his face, and he looked hideous and smiling.

"Ahh

The heart-rending sound sounded, he lost his arms, the pain continued to spread, he could not relieve it, he could not heal himself, the blood flowed in the coffin, and soon covered a thick layer.

"White Tiger... My lord... Save me... I know it's wrong..."

梼杌音

Hoarse, struggling to speak, and then passing out.

Dan crossed his hands on his hips, blood smeared haphazardly on his body, and looked proud, like a child waiting for his father's praise.

The figure of the spirit of the white tiger can be faintly seen outside the light mask, resembling a cat and looking like a tiger.

"Whoa..."

Dan made a sound calling for the dog and sat on top of the coffin, his legs and feet swaying leisurely, and his face was pleasant.

He waited for a long time, but the white tiger did not appear, he felt a little disappointed, jumped off the coffin, and walked towards the figure of the white tiger spirit, and his soft and white hand pressed on the seal for a moment.

The orange-yellow seal barrier was stimulated, and there was a buzzing sound, and the honeycomb structure light curtain flickered violently, and Dan's hand was constantly smoking.

The flesh on Dan's hands began to burn and corrode, and he ignored it, just staring at the darkness outside with his eyes wide open, and he slammed the barrier hard, and roared:

"Why don't you ignore me?"

"Bang! Bang!"

The seal was hammered with a loud bang, and the fingers of Dan's hands had been burned to the ground, he took a breath, shook his head and smiled, and withdrew his hands, the flesh of his fingers slowly wriggling and growing back in sight.

"Ignore me, wait for me to go out and kill you all, hehe."

"Huh?"

He suddenly frowned, looked to the north with a puzzled face.

Soon, doubts turned to joy, and he pressed his palms to his cheeks in disbelief, and licked his lips with his tongue:

"A new Youyu bloodline has been born, haha, there's a new one."

His cheeks burned with excitement: "I miss this delicious taste."

Chang'an City, west.

The horse paced its hooves slowly, Miao Miao leaned her little head on Zhao Wujiang's arms, and the master and apprentice walked home.

"Master. You're not happy." Xiao Miaomiao listened to the master's dull heartbeat and pouted.

Zhao Wujiang smiled and rubbed Miao Miao's head, his eyes doted and smiled lightly:

"Nothing."

"Yes!"

As soon as the words fell, two voices sounded at the same time.

One came from Xiao Miaomiao in her chest, and one came from behind.

"Huh? Master." Xiao Miaomiao exclaimed, and she saw a pair of white hands stretching out from behind the master's back and grabbing the master's waist.

Immediately afterwards, a head crooked out of the master's shoulder, a handsome big brother with silver hair.

Chaos suddenly appeared, hugging Zhao Wujiang's waist without any scruples, he first raised his eyebrows at Miao Miao, and then said with a smile:

"Your spirit contains too much, heavy, killing, hey, is it directed against me?"

"Let go of your hands first."

Zhao Wujiang's face was dark, the horse was walking slowly, and the pedestrians on the road saw the three people on horseback, especially Chaos's coquettish appearance at the moment, which caused them to point their fingers one after another, and they all said something like "masculine style" and "shameless".

"I don't, your Lord Zhao's back, how wide it is, it makes people feel extra relieved, no wonder so many women in the examination room are fascinated." Chaos whispers.

The green jade bracelet on Zhao Wujiang's wrist changed, turning into a binding armor, binding Chaos, and Chaos did not resist, letting the armor pull him away, his face was full of smiles.

The horse paused, and Zhao Wujiang said in a deep voice, "Say, what's the matter?"

"Tsk, it's really incomprehensible." Chaotic laughed, leaned lazily on the white wall in the street, and said indifferently:

"Wang Cheng is dead."