"How do I know?" Another soldier glanced at him.

"I think the most important thing now should be where our real emperor goes? Isn't it? ”

"No...... It won't be ...... by this prime minister," said one of the soldiers, gesturing his hand around his neck.

"Shhhh Beware your head is gone!"

"Hmm......"

The other soldier listened and nodded knowingly. I looked around with palpitations, and was relieved to see that no one was noticing this.

Zhai Zilan looked at Xu Zongcheng, who seemed to be much older, and asked coldly with red eyes, "Where is my father's tomb?"

Xu Zongcheng glanced at Zhai Zilan emotionlessly, and sneered weakly.

"How do I know?"

A trace of anger flashed in Zhai Zilan's eyes, and the sword in his hand pointed directly at Xu Zongcheng, "The sword is not long-eyed, you better think about it before you speak!"

Hua Yuqiong frowned slightly, looked at Lan Shao, and said, "Lan Shao."

"Yes." Lan Shao responded.

"Cut him!"

Lan Shao was stunned, and then responded: "Yes!"

Zhai Yantian suddenly became Xu Zongcheng, which made Lan Shao a little overwhelmed, she didn't know whether the person who slaughtered Yulan Country was Zhai Yantian or Xu Zongcheng.

But since the master gave the order, who does it matter?

Sharpen, that's it!

Lan Shao's cold eyes looked at Xu Zongcheng, and Fu Longjian cut off a piece of flesh from his body.

"Ahh

After counting the swords, Xu Zongcheng felt the pain and screamed a few times, but he still kept silent.

"It won't do you any good if you cover up the truth!" Zhai Zilan was so angry that she gritted her teeth and said.

Xu Zongcheng took a few breaths, and said weakly: "Yes, it is not good for me." But what good is it to say it? It's better not to say it! Moreover, looking at you uncomfortable, I will walk through Huangquan Road with a smile! Hahaha......"

"You're looking for death!" Zhai Zilan's eyes were red with anger.

Hua Yuqiong's brows furrowed slightly, looking at the crazy Xu Zongcheng, as if he was thinking about something.

The night of the festival looked at the melancholy between the eyebrows of the painted feather Qiong, and her heart moved. was about to open his mouth to convey the sound to Hua Yuqiong, but suddenly paused.

He frowned lightly and glanced at the painting Yu Qiong.

Hum!

Why did the deity tell him himself? When he opened his mouth to ask for the deity, the deity should reluctantly tell him.

Hua Yuqiong was still thinking, her eyes flowing, as if she understood something for a while, and then she was worried again.

Hua Yuqiong patted her brain with a little irritation.

She remembered where she had seen the soul-searching technique, but she couldn't remember it at the critical moment.

Just as he was thinking, a magnetic voice suddenly sounded in his head.

"The deity will help you search for your soul, and teach you the soul search technique afterwards, five requirements."

Originally, I wanted to say three requests, but when the words came out, they became five.

Hua Yuqiong didn't react at first, and when she came back to her senses, she raised her eyebrows slightly.

Five requirements?!

He's crazy, he!

Even if he is a Holy Venerable, he can't open his mouth like this!

Hua Yuqiong rolled her eyes speechlessly, she knew that the night of the festival must be somewhere looking here, so she lip-smet: "Five is not good!" Three!"

When Matsuya saw the shape of Hua Yuqiong's mouth and understood what she meant, the corners of her lips hooked up with a fox-like smile.

"Okay, deal."

"Deal."

Hua Yuqiong always felt that she had been calculated, but when she thought about it, she felt that she had taken advantage.