Jing Guogong changed to the death of a prince, and it was Yu Xuanlou who was beheaded by Lu Jing Jianguang, who was the most talented nobleman among the thirteen princes of the dynasty, except for the prince!

Emperor Chongtian asked the Seven Emperors to take the momentum of the Great Fu in order to raise their pupils, perhaps in Emperor Chongtian's plan, Yuxuanlou also has a very important position.

But on this Qilin Street, Lu Jing's sword is too sharp, and the wind and rain realm is too mysterious, and it is already a big thing to see the death of the princess in Sufu, but now there is an earth-shattering evil.

Shen Budo stood in the air, his legs were useless, as a pure Yang Heavenly Man, he had a rugged arrogance.

He never expected that Lu Jing, a junior who had only been famous for two years, would dare to kill the Seventh Prince in Taixuanjing, and he never thought that he would be able to kill Yu Xuanlou in front of him!

It was only until Lu Jing's long sword that bloomed with silver light was stained with a trace of blood and flew into Lu Jing's hand.

Lu Jing held the sword, and the Qilin Street was once again full of wind and rain, covering Lu Jing's figure, and Shen Budo suddenly became angry.

Behind him, the vitality gathered, and the vitality was mixed with turmoil, and there was a looming thunderstorm.

There are three hundred and sixty divine thoughts densely packed in the air, and each divine thought is surrounded by thunder!

Thunder! Divine thoughts! All of them are where the Genshin monks are strong.

And the number of divine thoughts splitting is a mystery of heaven and man.

Three hundred and sixty divine thoughts, together outlining the runes, the complex and mysterious runes lingered around Shen Budo, turning into a body of rune armor, firmly enveloping this old and unbearable Legalist celebrity!

Then, Shen Budo was wearing talisman armor and finally landed.

All of a sudden, there were waves in the wind and rain, and it seemed that a big killing machine was brewing.

And since that wind and rain, Chu Guogong came out of the fog with a Zhishan hammer.

He saw Yu Xuanlou's head and corpse, and saw the blood sprinkled on the green bricks.

I don't know why, when Chu Guogong saw this scene, and in this hazy wind and rain realm, there was a trace of relief in his eyes......

The dispute between the Seven Princes and the Crown Prince is a holy monarch's chess!

Their foil chess pieces had no choice, but unexpectedly, Lu Jingqi was so violent that even Yu Xuanlou dared to kill.

Chu Guogong turned his head, but saw that the wind and rain here gradually stopped, Shen Budo didn't know where he went, and the storm moved with the clouds, and he went to Changning Street.

The shocking news that Yu Xuanlou is dead has spread throughout Taixuanjing as the wind and rain converge.

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"Brother Jing killed...... The Seven Princes ......"

Ning Qiang coughed violently.

The hidden illness in her heart has been much better because of Qingyue and Mr. Eleven's prescription treatment, although there are still many troubles such as "old age" and "in-laws who are the right family", but it will not be so difficult after all.

But today's bad news came, Ning Qiang's heart was anxious, the old illness had recurred, and when she coughed, the blood stained the white brocade in her hand.

"Cousin......"

Lu Yi originally drooped his head, seeing his cousin like this, and remembering that Third Brother Jing had committed such a big thing, and there was almost no reason to live, and his face was full of tears.

At this time, in the small pavilion in the second auxiliary mansion of the Taishu Pavilion, there was a gloomy cloud.

It was also raining outside the pavilion.

Ning Qiang gritted her teeth and suppressed the sweetness in her throat.

Lu Yi's eyes were glazed.

Only Lu Qiong is simple and straightforward: "Lu Jingyi is not a relative of the emperor, and second, he has no authority to fight for the artifact, let alone the desire for power, otherwise he would have become an official a long time ago, and the court said that he was rebellious, what kind of rebellion did he get?" ”

The expression of Sheng Zi, who was sitting on the side, suddenly changed, and Princess Xianyou simply went to find out the news, but she was not on the spot.

Su Zhaoshi, the son of the Great Pillar Mansion, has always been gentle, and at this time he also frowned and shook his head at Lu Qiong, Lu Qiong knew that he was speechless, pursed his lips tightly, and stopped talking.

Sheng Zi raised her head and quietly watched the dark clouds in the sky pile up, and then rain.

She was too powerless in her heart.

When the daughter of the second assistant of the Imperial Court is like a stone pushed away by the tide in the face of such a major event.

Just as she was distracted, the corner of her eye vaguely noticed that in the hazy mist brought by the clouds and rain, something had fallen and landed in the pool water in the courtyard.

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"The Seventh Prince is dead!"

Sheng Ruzhou helped Jiang Baishi to stand under the eaves of the East Hall.

Jiang Baishi rarely stood up straight, he looked up at the sky, and there was some regret in his eyes.

"Without the heavy pupil on duty, you can't see where the lifeline of Tianque is." Jiang Baishi sighed.

Sheng Ruzhou supported himself, a teacher who had drifted away for half his life and was at the top of the world for half his life, and he was really puzzled in his heart.

"One of the most romantic Bai Guan Qi in the world, and a Lu Jing who is expected to become a true monarch...... What chess game can beat these two? ”

Jiang Baishi didn't answer, only said, "It's a heavy rain." ”

What a heavy rain!

Heavy rain poured down.

The faint candle flame in the Taixuan Palace seemed to be extinguished.

Outside the Taixuan Palace, there is a reflection of the landscape, which seems to be a mirage.

And the landscape did not last long, after all, it was broken and swept into the wind and rain.

Lu Jing stood on the fifth floor of the Slim Tower of the Book Building.

He saw two things on Mr. Guanqi's old table.

A piece of beautiful jade, the jade color is clear.

Lu Jing picked up the beautiful jade and started to moisten.

The other thing is a bag, Lu Jing doesn't need to open the bag to already perceive the things in the bag.

"Celestial Pulse."

Mr. Guanqi finally left him this extremely precious treasure.

Lu Jing looked at the book building again, after today, the book building in Taixuanjing is no longer a book building.

Mr. Guanqi died, Mr. Nine and Mr. Eleven left, and many of the other gentlemen may have left Taixuanjing since today.

The word "learning" is actually better than a blood-stained sword.

Lu Jing looked at the entire library building, and suddenly said, "Mr. Baili, can I take care of you?" ”

Among the ten thousand clouds in the sky, one fell and turned into a figure.

"You're lucky, Da Zhuguo and the two old men in the palace, as well as the Taoists of Peach Mountain, all went to Zhenwu Mountain."

The incarnation of a hundred miles of breeze came and slowly spoke.

Lu Jing shook his head: "If they hadn't gone to Zhenwu Mountain, Mr. might have delayed for some time and wouldn't have entered the palace at this time." ”

Baili Qingfeng probably felt that Lu Jing's words made sense, and nodded.

"What do you want to do?" He said: "This junior is quite suitable for my appetite, if it was in the past, I would be alone and could protect you, but unfortunately now there are too many creatures on the three mountains, protect you, they will die, Dafu is really powerful, is thousands of iron horses." ”

Lu Jingdao: "Can the sect master move this self-cultivation tower?" ”

Baili Qingfeng was stunned.

Lu Jing said expressionlessly: "In fact, it doesn't hurt to learn anywhere...... It's just that the Hedong family took the classics in the self-cultivation tower, and they will probably become a tool for them to cherish their own power, rather than this, it is better to keep it by the Taoist sect for the time being. ”

Baili Qingfeng suddenly understood.

He was about to speak, but he heard the long sword on Lu Jing's waist move slightly, a blue light emerged, and the peacock sword spirit saluted to the hundred miles of Qingfeng.

Baili Qingfeng smiled bitterly and said: "I saved you from the remnants, but it became a favor for Lu Jing to sell me." ”

"In that case, it may be, a self-cultivation tower, even if I take advantage of the fire to rob it, I will share the foundation of the library."

At this point, he looked left and right again, and suddenly there was a great excitement, and the token of sealing the demon on his waist hung in the air, shining a brilliant glow.

Suddenly, a cloud and mist lingered outside the slim tower, and the vitality turned into the limbs of the slim tower, and the slim tower actually rose from the ground!

The slimming tower is alive.

"Lu Jing, I'll take the first step and wait for you in Candlestar Mountain, if you can live, come to Candlestar Mountain to lead the Cultivation Tower."

"Don't waste time, get out of the city as soon as possible."

Lu Jing saw that the slim tower bent his limbs, pulled out of the ground, and entered the clouds.

He heard the words of the breeze, but shook his head.

Shaking his head, Lu Jing looked at the door of the study building, and Chen Tansheng, the Holy Father, was looking at the huge study building with his hands behind his back.

He didn't seem to know that Lu Jing was also in the library.

When Baili Qingfeng saw Lu Jing's eyes, he guessed his plan.

I happened to hear Lu Jing whispering to himself again.

"Sir's remnant is still there, how can I leave like this?"

"Why don't you turn the world upside down?"

(End of chapter)