A sword startled,

Scarlet night sky.

When the blood-colored sword dissipated,

The rickety figure was dead.

This sword shocked everyone's hearts,

This sword suppressed those strong men who were peeping in the dark.

The cloth-clothed young man stood in the air, and a strong killing intent appeared on his delicate face.

The long sword with a red body was like an evil sword tearing through the sky, and it was glowing with a killing aura.

Yan Xiaoliu and Chen Jiu's faces turned pale,

Their frightened bodies trembled slightly.

None of them dared to step forward, only to look at the young man in cloth with murderous intent from afar.

That sword is so amazing,

That sword left an indelible shadow in their hearts.

They looked at the boy who was like a peerless killer, and they didn't move.

"If any of you wants to come again, be prepared to be killed",

Ding Xiaoyi looked around with cold eyes,

His voice echoed in everyone's ears like a curse of death.

Seeing that the two figures did not move,

He turned around and chased after the soul butterfly that had already flown away, and disappeared from everyone's sight in an instant.

Chen Jiu found that his back was already wet with sweat, and Yan Xiaoliu on the side was no better.

The two could not hide the horror in their eyes, and they looked at each other.

Yan Xiaoliu's face showed a look of bitterness,

He patted Chen Jiu on the shoulder and said:

"The one didn't kill you just now, so you're lucky. Forget it, don't mess with him."

"But the psychic jade butterfly."

Chen Jiu was still a little willing, and he said helplessly to Yan Xiaoliu.

"Forget it, even the peerless divine soldier is taking his life, don't you really know who that one is?"

Yan Xiaoliu sighed and said to Chen Jiu.

"Nonsense, how do I know him, and when did such a killing god appear in this imperial capital city?"

Chen Jiu still had a palpitating expression on his face, and he asked again.

"You really don't know who he is?" Yan Xiaoliu asked Chen Jiu again.

"How do I know who he is, I don't know?"

Chen Jiu's face showed a look of grievance, and he replied to Yan Xiaoliu with a sad face.

"We're lucky to be alive, and that person should be in a hurry, otherwise if we disturb him like this, he might die like the camel."

Yan Xiaoliu patted Chen Jiu's shoulder and comforted.

"Yan Xiaoliu, do you know who he is?"

The palpitations in Chen Jiu's heart did not dissipate, and he asked Yan Xiaoliu again.

"This is the real god of killing, let's go as far as we can when we see this in the future, we can't afford to mess with it."

Yan Xiaoliu's gaze followed the direction where Ding Xiaoyi disappeared, and he warned Chen Jiu.

"Who the hell is he, when did such a killing god come out of this imperial capital?"

Chen Jiu was still puzzled.

"He, although he is not very famous in the emperor, he is famous in the Killing Capital and the Sword Pavilion......

Yan Xiaoliu turned to leave, and Chen Jiu hurriedly followed behind the middle-aged man with an extraordinary bearing.

Yan Xiaoliu's voice echoed in his ears, and the two figures quickly disappeared into the vast night.

Several figures swept out of the dark corner,

Their faces were extremely pale, and their eyes flickered with horror.

The sword had completely suppressed them,

No matter how much they were reluctant to give up on the soft glowing butterfly shadow, they had no choice but to give up compared to their lives.

Ding Xiaoyi followed the soul butterfly and appeared outside a towering palace.

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Look at the magnificent palace.

He couldn't help but be stunned in his heart, this is the palace, the Dayong Palace.

Could it be that Ye Qingqing was taken captive into the palace, he couldn't help but secretly wonder in his heart.

The Dayong Palace is heavily guarded,

The walls of the palace are also carved with powerful talismans.

Although these talisman arrays were not worth mentioning to Ding Xiaoyi, it seemed that this soul butterfly could not pass through this talisman array and enter the inner courtyard of the palace.

After Ding Xiaoyi circled around the walls of the palace, he didn't find any entrance.

At this time, the gates of the palace walls were closed,

Not even a single bird can fly in.

It seems that the only way to forcibly break through the talisman array near the palace is to break through.

He thought to himself.

He came to a hidden city wall, several jade slips clasped tightly in his hands.

The soul butterfly fluttered its crystal wings and lingered around Ding Xiaoyi's body,

This soul butterfly couldn't fly into the palace, so it had to surround Ding Xiaoyi.

It seems that this soul butterfly is also psychic, and it is not far away from Ding Xiaoyi.

With a wave of the jade slip in his hand,

Several jade slips fell on the city wall.

The words in his mouth rippled like water ripples.

Ding Xiaoyi stepped on the heart sword and shot towards the top of the city wall.

The soul butterfly landed on his shoulder, and his figure turned into a streamer of light and quickly disappeared outside the city wall.

The soldiers on the walls of the palace felt a faint wave of energy gushing out.

The faint fluctuations of energy quickly faded again, and they felt a gust of wind blow over their shoulders.

"This strange weather, how can there be a gust of wind?"

One soldier couldn't help but complain to the same.

"It's okay to say a few words, isn't it normal to have wind, and it's just a gust of wind, do you make a fuss?"

A soldier looked down the city walls, and the night of the imperial capital swept into his eyes.

"What time is it, it's time for a shift change?"

Another soldier asked, yawning.

"It's still early, it's not yet time,"

A soldier hidden in the darkness uttered a faint voice.

Ding Xiaoyi's figure swept away, and he appeared in the inner courtyard of the palace.

He didn't know that this was the courtyard of the palace.

The soul butterfly flapped its wings and headed towards the depths of the palace.

They bypassed the patrolling palace guards and arrived at an elegant courtyard

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The soul butterfly flew towards the courtyard, and Ding Xiaoyi followed closely.

He was also very puzzled in his heart, this courtyard seemed to be different from the other courtyard of Queen Feng Qingwu.

There are no patrolling janissaries in this courtyard.

Only a few guards stood in the various courtyards of this courtyard.

They stand in a lazy and lazy manner, with no alertness at all.

Ding Xiaoyi easily bypassed the lazy guards, and he came to a palace in this courtyard.

"Tranquility Garden",

Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the plaque above the palace.

Jing Yuan is generally the bedroom of the princess of the Dayong royal family.

He didn't expect that he was actually taken to the bedroom of the princess of the Dayong royal family by this soul butterfly.

Just as he was thinking to himself, the soul butterfly flew into the palace.

After entering the palace,

The soul butterfly flew towards the depths of the palace, where there were several small and chic courtyards.

Ding Xiaoyi turned around in this palace, and finally came to a courtyard that exuded a quiet atmosphere.

The small door of the annex says "Xiu Miju", and I don't know which princess of the royal family is the bedroom of this annex.

Ding Xiaoyi's body was like the wind, and he directly entered the courtyard.

He saw a room in the courtyard lit by faint candlelight.

He was stunned in his heart,

It's so late, and the owner of Xiu Yuju hasn't slept yet.

Through that curtain,

Ding Xiaoyi vaguely saw a beautiful silhouette.

He looked at the figure in the candlelight, but he felt an inexplicable nervousness in his heart.

He felt the blood in his body start to stir, and he was startled.

Why did I feel nervous inexplicably, and my blood was getting more and more restless.

He had never felt like this before, it felt like a call from the blood of family.

He felt that the blood belonging to his relatives was calling him, and he froze.

He looked at the figure in the candlelight,

It was a slender and graceful figure,

There was only a vague shadow, and he couldn't tell the age of the other party.

The vague figure seemed to be embroidering something with the help of the faint candlelight, and she seemed to be very attentive and meticulous.

When Ding Xiaoyi saw the blurred figure, he couldn't help but be stupid.

The vague figure seemed to have a thread pulling him.

He really wanted to enter the house and see the true face of the vague figure of Lushan.

"Hiss",

The soul butterfly flew straight into the room.

Before Ding Xiaoyi could stop it, the soul butterfly had already submerged into the room.

"What a beautiful butterfly, where did this butterfly come from?"

From that room came a soft female voice,

The voice was like a fairy sound in Ding Xiaoyi's ears.

He shuddered,

The voice boiled the veins in his body.

He could feel that this was a blood resonance, and the owner of the house was his own relative.