"Knock Knock ......"

The dreary death knell also reached the top floor of the "Xingyun Tower".

Cicada Yi looked outside fiercely and exclaimed: "What are you talking about, the Son of Heaven died at this time, and this capital ...... I'm afraid it's going to be messy for a few days. ”

Xin Zhuo withdrew his gaze from the sky outside, and glanced at the Moon Well in front of him, the spirit of Ji Yingyue in the well was close to ripe harvesting, but it was still a little short, and he muttered: "Dragon Qi ......"

Ji Yingyue's picture is too big and the layout is too deep, and Jiang Yuqi's child is afraid that he will not survive.

Turned his head to look at Cicada Yi: "You go back first, don't reveal about my return for the time being, discuss it with Nuying, and find a way to gather Beihai and Zheng Guo together at the end of tonight!"

"Whoa!" The cicada bowed and left in a hurry.

Bai Xuanji thought for a while: "Master, we ......"

Xin Zhuo casually took the Moon Well and looked at the Imperial City: "Don't worry, wait a minute."

The sacrificial spirit of Xiqin has been replaced, and only Ji Yingyue is still there, and it is not yet mature, and it needs time, the coincidence of Ji Peiyu's death, I am afraid that the time is coming!

It's not in vain that he worked hard to manage Ji Yingyue!

After absorbing this wave, I don't know how many times to enter the innate immortals?

Once they enter a congenital four or five turns, no matter what conspiracy they have, they can be punished with all their might.

……

Night falls.

In the middle of the hour.

Palace.

Prince East Palace.

In the distance, there were bursts of crying, the heavenly masters and Confucian elders from the Qin Tianjian were chanting for the Daxing Emperor, and in the Zhentian Palace in front, the regent princess was leading the ministers to discuss the affairs of the Daxing Emperor and the affairs of the court.

Jiang Yuqi and Ji Zejun, the two queens, sat alone on the dragon bed, looking at the little face of the crown prince Ji Yu Tieqing and the breathing as thin as a gossamer, they couldn't help but burst into tears.

The imperial physician has already come seven times, and they have all made up their minds that the prince should also do the aftermath as soon as possible.

Has there ever been a case in the world where the prince and the emperor died of illness together?

This Ji Yu is the only bloodline of the two emperors.

The royal family of the Ji family is about to be severed!

"Imperial sister-in-law, please save the prince!" Queen Jiang Yuqi choked in despair and grabbed Ji Zejun's hand tightly.

Ji Zejun was also stunned for a while.

At this moment, a fresh breeze blew in my ears, like a shadow flashing.

Ji Zejun was startled, got up solemnly, looked around, there was no one, and then looked at the bed, the prince was gone, and couldn't help but turn pale: "The prince...... Who is it? ”

Jiang Yuqi raised her head, stunned, unable to be stimulated anymore, and fainted on her back.

"Silence! Message requires martial law! I treated him and sent him back in a few days. ”

A faint voice came from nowhere.

Ji Zejun frowned slightly, raised his head sharply, and his eyes widened.

A black shadow has quietly reached the top of the palace, holding the prince in his hand, and then flashed to another palace, like a ghost, invisible to ordinary eyes, even ordinary immortals are difficult to detect.

Flickering, a moment later, he had reached the depths of the palace, stopped in the shadow of the ridge of a palace glazed dragon head, and looked straight ahead.

Of course, this person is Xin Zhuo, no matter what the martial arts prosperity will be in the future, this Da Zhou still needs a master, this master can't be Ji Yingyue, otherwise he won't be able to get over the hurdle in his heart, and it will be difficult to calm down.

He also needed a new Son of Heaven Sacrifice Spirit.

This kid has the Jiang bloodline, which is really suitable.

Of course, by the way, let's take a look at the reality of the masters in the palace.

On the opposite side is the palace of serving immortals, tall and majestic, full of acquired martial arts ripples, giving people a sense of thick and deep, sharp and treacherous, looking at it, it makes people feel awe-inspiring.

Mother, they're inside?

He stretched out two fingers, and a trace of innate martial rhyme was twisted and wound like a silk thread, and slowly approached the Immortal Palace.

Quite a few people!

Dozens of earth immortals! Among them, there are six earth immortals who turn seven or more, and four earth immortals who turn nine times!

This is a terrifying force that can destroy the heavens and the earth, even if it is all the immortals of the world after tomorrow, it should not be underestimated.

The purpose of these people, Xin Zhuo suddenly guessed, it was nothing more than conspiring with Ji Yingyue to share a piece of the fortune of the Great Unification Holy Dynasty of the world, just like the people behind the four people in Beihai, to prepare for the coming of the prosperous era of martial arts.

That's right!

It's just that this martial arts prosperity will really be that simple? A random one of the pumice stones in that void can also collapse to death!

Not to mention that there are still many unknowns!

And where is the hometown of the Gege girl?

In this world, it is impossible to be so rough and small, these people may be smart, but the pattern has not been let go.

So, everything turned ridiculous.

It's boring.

It's just a little bit close!

Xin Zhuo estimated that his strength might be a little worse than that of the Nine Earth Immortals the Day After Tomorrow, and he couldn't do it if he wanted to strangle a group of Earth Immortals.

The old lady is difficult to save for the time being, but there is no worry about her life, so wait.

After thinking about it, she glanced at the direction of Zhentiangong, hoping that her ambition would be greater and her actions would be faster!

A little under your feet, the wind generally disappeared.

……

At the end of the war.

The Jiang family was also full of white silk for Emperor Daxing.

In the main hall of the Qing Courtyard, there is a sumptuous dinner table at this moment, with melons, fruits and vegetables, mountain delicacies and river freshness, and strange flavors of animals.

It's just that all the maids and servants who served were blown away, leaving only pear rhyme and cicada clothes, and none of the musicians and singers in the past were gone.

At this time, the old lady who was unwell sat on the main seat, with a trace of incomprehension and confusion on his face.

Below are the four princesses Beihai, Zheng Guo, Liyang, Feihuang and Jiang Nuying.

The four frowned slightly, I don't know what is going on today, I have to feast at home, it coincides with the death of the emperor, and I am not afraid of being impeached?

Princess Beihai looked at Nuying with a strange face: "Is it your idea?"

Jiang Nuying bowed her head: "It's my daughter's idea, I heard that Dongyi is about to settle down, and the main credit is the West Qin soldiers left by the sixteenth uncle back then, and the sixteenth uncle has a spirit in the sky, and he will definitely be happy about it, so today's family banquet, one is the West Qin Qing, and the other is the sixteenth uncle Qing."

The four princesses glanced at each other, and they always felt that something was strange.

Princess Zheng said: "All the soldiers of Western Qin were killed in battle, and your seventeenth uncle Jiang Yugui is about to die, Yuqing knows, he will really ...... Glad? ”

Jiang Nuying said: "I must be happy, maybe Uncle Seventeen will get better after this rush?"

Beihai looked at the opposite side, there was still an empty stool beside the old lady, and couldn't help sneering: "Nuying, isn't Jiang Yong back?"

Jiang Yong, the immortal of the Jiang family, after Jiang Yuqing's death, this person was the absolute backer of the Jiang family, but he left suddenly more than two years ago and disappeared.

If he returns......

The old lady couldn't hold back anymore at the moment, and slapped the table heavily: "Beihai, the old woman doesn't like what you hear, what if Jiang Yong doesn't come back?" Do I want to report it to you? ”

Princess Beihai paused for a moment and sneered: "Old lady, I'm not afraid to tell you the truth, this Jiang family and my Four Holy Mountains want, there is only good and no harm for you, if you want to use Jiang Yong to deal with us and others, I am afraid that it is wishful thinking, he is an earth immortal, and he is not qualified enough, and we will kill him like a bag."

The skin of the face is completely torn at this time.

The old lady glanced at the four princesses of Beihai, sighed, and said in a vicissitudes of voice: "Nineteen or twenty years, you have deceived everyone, what a painstaking effort!"

Princess Zheng said with a smile: "Not necessarily, Jiang Huan can see at a glance that even Jiang Yuqing was aware of it before her death, but your Jiang family's anger has been exhausted, and several outstanding children have all died young."

Keep that Jiang Yugui, a wine bag and a rice bag, lustful, I don't know where to read the little book, I want to lie to my aunt, it's really ......"

The old lady's face was pale, and he had nothing to say, Jiang Yugui had indeed gone crazy in the past few years, and his behavior was absurd.

Princess Beihai got up and said lightly: "In short, the Jiang family must be obedient, the prosperous era of martial arts is coming, this is the place where the Four Holy Mountains will stay, you serve with all your heart, no one knows what will happen in the future, but it will always give you benefits."

"Oh? What are the benefits? ”

The person who said this was not Lao Taijun or Jiang Nuying, let alone Liyun and Cicada Yi.

"What's good...... " Princess Beihai said, suddenly paused and looked sharply in one direction.

The other three princesses, Lao Taijun, Jiang Nuying, and Li Yun also looked over, and the seat that was just vacant suddenly sat with a person at this moment.

A young man, holding a two- or three-year-old sleeping child in his arms, was holding up a river shrimp with chopsticks and eating it slowly.

With long hair scattered, fair complexion, broad shoulders, and a straight posture, even if you sit casually, it makes people feel a sense of pressure for no reason.

The old lady first looked blankly, then widened her eyes, and finally turned around, showing a trace of bitterness on her face: "I'm afraid that the old woman's body is not good, but I actually saw my dead eldest grandson!"

After speaking, he found that Jiang Nuying and the others were still looking at each other, and they couldn't help but look at it again, and their cloudy old eyes were instantly filled with tears: "Yuqing? Is that you, Yuqing? ”

Xin Zhuo put down his chopsticks and smiled: "Grandmother has been doing all these years?"

"Not good!" The old lady was at a loss, so she simply slapped Xin Zhuo's arm hard, and howled and cried: "You stinky boy, grandmother thinks about it day and night, are you dead or ......alive?"

"Uncle!" Jiang Nuying was also teary-eyed, turned around and ran behind Xin Zhuo, hugged Xin Zhuo's neck tightly, and confided all the grievances in the past few years like an uncle.

(End of chapter)