Chapter 59: The Legacy of the Former Dynasty
She knew that there were few people in the world who could resist her beauty, and this young man was no exception. Although he looks a few years younger than himself, he is still ......
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but clamp her legs.
Xie Yin snorted coldly, and there was a half-foot-long magic knife in his hand. It was Hu Tu's pig-killing knife, which fell to the ground before and was picked up by him.
This knife is a magical sword at first glance, and even Li Ye is not its opponent, so how can Xie Yin let it go.
As soon as the knife was in his hand, the killing intent was immediately pressing, and the Netherworld Left Envoy only felt trembling all over his body, and he didn't dare to move.
"Is this it?" She was a little stunned.
Xie Yin sneered: "Otherwise, which one do you think it is?" ”
The Left Envoy of the Netherworld finally breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a calm expression, "You can kill me!" ”
She wasn't afraid of death, or she'd been a damn person and had lived three more years now.
"You're not afraid?" Xie Yin toyed with the pig-killing knife in his hand.
Ever since it was swallowed up by the black gas, there seemed to be an inexplicable connection between it and itself.
The pig-killing knife levitated, slowly rotating around Xie Yin.
The Left Envoy of the Netherworld exclaimed again: "Spirit weapon! ”
Rao is that she had almost stepped into the Cave Heaven Realm, and when she saw the scene in front of her, she couldn't help but be stunned.
The magic weapon of the cave innocent!
The cold light flashed, and a wisp of black silk on her sideburns was cut off by the knife qi.
The Nether Left had never felt so weak to resist death. Unlike the life and death she experienced in the past, it was a time and a situation, and she could always struggle.
Xie Yin said in a grim tone: "I want to kill you and avenge the 100,000 people of my Zhenzhou." ”
As if he remembered something, the Netherworld Left Envoy asked in a lost voice, "You...... Are you from the Zhenwang Mansion? ”
Xie Yin said proudly: "Xie Yin." ”
Speaking of the Xie family, the king of the town, he can always help but straighten his waist, which is the supreme glory in the world.
This name is not as big as Xie Anshi's name, but it is also known all over the world.
The Netherworld Left Envoy became extremely excited, "Gong Xie Jiuzi? Xie Yin. ”
"Do you know my father?" Xie Yin's eyes lit up like lightning.
The left envoy of the Netherworld shook his head and said: "The Netherworld Yellow Spring Sect has been cultivated by Duke Xie with great strength, so he has great respect for Duke Xie......"
"." Xie Yin snapped.
His father has been suppressing this kind of shady organization, and they should be enemies.
Seeing this, the Left Envoy of the Netherworld suddenly smiled, "Xie Yin, if you die at your hands, I have no regrets." This life, let's return it to your Xie family! ”
"How can I, Xie Yin, be fooled by you?" Xie Yin sneered.
"You don't believe me?"
"Don't you want to think about it, with Gong Xie's iron and bloody skills, how can we develop without his secret acquiescence?"
Xie Yin's heart moved, and the pig-killing knife had already flown to the throat of the Netherworld Left Envoy.
The Netherworld Left Envoy closed her eyes, and the sharp knife intent was something she couldn't resist now.
She was waiting for the fatal stab, but she had calculated that it wouldn't stab.
"Go on." Xie Yin said sharply.
A charming smile suddenly appeared at the corner of the Netherworld Left Envoy's mouth, "His Royal Highness the Nine Kings, I have grabbed and scratched, I have seen and seen, could it be that I pity the fragrance and cherish the jade now?" Reluctant to do it. ”
Xie Yin's face couldn't help but flush, embarrassed and annoyed.
"Sss
The sword flashed, brushing the white skin of the Netherworld. A line of blood was left in the neck, and blood seeped out instantly.
The Nether Left Envoy smiled even more charmingly.
"Gong Xie has long been aware of the general trend of the world, and he has taken precautions in advance, as long as he gives an order, our Netherworld Yellow Spring will definitely rise in response."
There was an irresistible temptation in her voice, as if even if she spoke from the bottom of her heart.
Xie Yin stared at her and asked coldly, "Who are you?" ”
The Left Envoy of the Netherworld suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes showed infinite sorrow.
Who am I?
I'm just a soul-cultivating!
I'm the Left Envoy of the Netherworld!
It's been a long time since anyone has asked her this question, either they don't dare, or others don't care who she is.
Xie Yin was the first to ask who she was.
He didn't ask so many questions, but asked who she was? She's really weird.
This is Xie Yin's logic, only by having a clear position and a clear identity can we judge whether what she said is worth believing.
The Left Envoy of the Netherworld thought for a long time, and said the name that he was already unfamiliar with.
"Win ...... Ying Wuyang. ”
Xie Yin's eyes moved.
The sword flashed, and the rope that bound Ying Wuyang had been cut.
"You ......"
Ying Wuyang couldn't believe it, Xie Yin let her go like this. Don't you mention the conditions? Or force her to do something?
"You go, don't come to me in the future, I won't start any reincarnation."
Xie Yin's face was expressionless.
Ying Wuyang struggled to stand up and asked faintly; "You sympathize with me too?"
Xie Yin didn't answer, but said coldly, "Before I change my mind, the faster you go, the better." ”
Ying Wuyang sighed and walked towards the outside of the palace in despair.
"Wait." Xie Yin suddenly stopped her.
A flash of brilliance flashed in Ying Wuyang's eyes, and then he turned around.
"Some clothes in the outside room, you ...... You can dress better. ”
Ying Wuyang lowered his head and looked at his embarrassed self, and his pale face couldn't help but flush.
Seeing her walk away, Xie Yin couldn't help but let out a long breath of turbidity. In ancient times, there were some fox demons, which could turn into nine tails and confuse people's hearts, so she was the one to talk about.
Xie Yin knew that Ying Wuyang was not her real name, because even the surname Ying almost no longer existed.
Ying is the surname of the emperor of the previous dynasty.
With the rise of this dynasty, the surname Ying either went incognito, or simply changed the surname......
However, in order to show that he won the country, the emperor of this dynasty left a lineage of the emperor of the previous dynasty and raised him in Shenjing, so as not to become an heir, in order to show the benevolence of the god dynasty.
Three years ago, starling Xie Yu was in Jixia School Palace, and in order to save a woman, he openly bombarded the prince of Yan Wang and caused a sensation in the country.
That woman is the legacy of the emperor of the previous dynasty, Princess Wuyang!
Since that incident, some people say that Princess Wuyang is missing, and some people say that she died in an experience.
……
Xie Yin had already thought that this mysterious black-robed woman was the missing Princess Wuyang back then.
He let her go, of course, he had a lot of selfish motives.
She was too beautiful to be able to destroy her.
Perhaps, as she said, in the future, she will be able to use the power of the Netherworld Yellow Spring.
Maybe Xie Yin really sympathized with her. Because they are all fallen people from the end of the world.
It's just that Xie Anshi really dares to risk the world and cultivate the power of the previous dynasty?
In his heart, his father has always been a person who stands up to the sky and the earth, and this half of the country has been able to be peaceful by his protection.
But more and more, he realized that things were not as simple as he thought.
Without Xie Anshi, the Great Jin and the Demon Barbarians can also keep peace.
It's the father, there is a situation where the army is defeated like a mountain, and the wall is down and everyone pushes it.
Xie Yin didn't dare to imagine it.
When he returned to his room, he found that there was an extra set of messy black silk in the room, and there was less of his own brocade robe.
This one......