At noon, there was a cry of mourning in the royal palace.

The new tenth-ranked Heavenly List, who shined in the battle of the dragon slayer, drew the thief Saint Leaf with a swollen forehead and a pig-like face, and sat in the palace guest house.

Xiang Simeng, the queen of the Spirit Clan, who was identified as a disciple of the stolen saint and actually taught the stolen saint exercises well for the past two months, cried so much that she cried with pear blossoms and rain, "vomiting blood three liters, and fainting several times".

He beat up all the surrounding guards and scolded them for not guarding the master well, and ordered them to quickly purchase the white flags and white clothes and other mourning hall materials.

The spontaneous propagation of this kind of thing spreads faster than the order to let them investigate the abnormalities in various places, and many local tribal villages have not even received the investigation order, so they know that the queen master is hanging.

The Spirit Clan people don't have the slightest affection for the thief, in fact, they all secretly scream in their hearts that they will die well. Only after he dies can the Spirit Clan have the legal system to control the Divine Axe, otherwise it has always belonged to the old man, known as "Sisi, you can't control it, Master will help you keep it first", in fact, if he doesn't have much to do, the Spirit Clan can find a way to control the Divine Axe.

In the eyes of the Spirit Clan, the old man didn't have the idea of sending an axe at all, and he was purely injured to take refuge.

If you take refuge, you will take refuge, and you don't have the consciousness of a refugee, and the two hundred and fifty or eighty thousand are like a father. The queen sent the best witch doctor of the Spirit Clan to treat her, and if she didn't accept it, she scolded "messy", "what the hell", "just let Lao Tzu eat bugs?" He was only willing to accept his recognizable pharmacology, and he was so angry that the witch doctor's beard was shaking.

Everyone is an old man, but you are old? If you don't die, whoever dies, die early, and everyone can set off artillery battles.

Now he is truly dead, in a fine coffin, placed in the temple, next to the beloved axe, which symbolizes the greatest achievement of his life. The queen didn't even eat lunch, and sat on the edge of the coffin in a daze with sobs in filial piety clothes.

I have to say that this filial piety is really good-looking......

The leaders of the various departments who came to worship were obviously familiar with their own queen, but they still couldn't help but glance at it secretly. At this time, the queen has lost her usual eccentric and demonic spirit, rare weakness and intellectuality, I heard that others in Middle-earth praise Tang evening makeup as the world's first beauty, is it because of this temperament, I know...... By the way, the queen has been very studious in the past few months, and she has a lot of literature and art......

It's a pity that no matter how good-looking she is, no one else can touch it, she is the forbidden body of the holy envoy, and theoretically her legal system is the ruling of the ancestral gods, and blaspheming her is blasphemy.

But there are also people who think that the so-called holy envoys are fighting outside the world, and they do not have the so-called all-pervasive divine presence. Is he really a holy messenger? Many people of insight actually know in their hearts that it is not, and the vision of the spirit of all beasts when the queen ascended the throne at that time is most likely an illusion effect, not real.

Zhao Changhe can't actually represent the ancestral god, and neither can the queen.

Once she can't represent it, then Sisi's authority is much lower, and she is a young man who has no support from her own clan, and her accumulation in the clan is poor.

There are two core forces that support her the most, one is the young people who want to get rid of the spirit clan, which is an acre and three points of land, and yearn for the outside world; The second is the Xia people who were sheltered and sheltered before. Many of the former are limited by the fate of their own parents and can't make much noise under the traditional system, while the latter belongs to the scars and forgot the pain, and forgot how miserable they were in the past, and began to fight for power and personal gain......

So is it possible to do something while the so-called holy envoy is not here at all......

Agitating for "the magic axe is related to us" is actually a way to provoke the queen's prestige, depending on whether she wants the magic axe for the clan or for the old man to suppress the clan. As it turned out, she chose to respect the old man, so many neutrals were provoked to dissatisfaction.

The old man is a celestial leader, and everyone doesn't dare to say anything, but he is dead.

Good death......

When many leaders went to worship, they secretly began some tandem, and the undercurrent surged.

Zhao Changhe, who had been secretly watching and coldly seeing all the changes in his eyes, unfolded his eye to the extreme, enveloping the movements around the entire holy mountain, and suddenly found that some of them went to the direction of the ancestral tomb where he lived in seclusion.

Zhao Changhe's heart finally moved slightly, what is there over there? It's not just a grave bag. When he first lived in seclusion and played cannons, he found that he would have a higher understanding there, and later Sisi should have arranged for the strong people in the clan to take turns to receive the ancestral god inheritance nearby, and there was a strict defense stationed.

In other words, apart from the Holy Mountain, that side may be the place with the strongest force within the Spirit Race at the moment.

Moreover...... Once the mind is led to the tomb, it will immediately think of this inexplicably cold climate, is it related to the Yin corpse?

Unexpectedly, the thief wanted to catch the thief axe, but he fished out other clues...... Zhao Changhe finally glanced at Sisi, and after consideration, he still unfolded his body and went to the grave mountain first.

There's a good chance that's the big deal.

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Dali at this time.

After Yue Hongling observed the movements of Pan Wandao Qingfeng and other forces, she didn't see any problems, and the whole Dali didn't feel anything special.

But she instinctively felt that something was wrong, and the clear Kenshin told herself that there was an extremely dangerous evil hidden here. So much so that she has always had a tense feeling in her heart, which is a rare warning in her journey of going alone for so many years.

So he didn't leave to find Zhao Changhe, and continued to patrol the surroundings by himself, searching for the root cause of the feeling that was wrong.

I found nothing, squatting in a shop outside Bai Miao to eat rice noodles, and suddenly I rode at a gallop, as if there was an urgent report. Yue Hongling quickly lost the rice noodles and followed this person into Baimiao Village.

Bai Miao patriarch Dao Qingfeng was also eating, and people rushed in, and he smiled from afar: "Are you still in the mood to eat?" ”

Dao Qingfeng was stunned, glanced left and right, waved his subordinates back, and lowered his voice: "What are you messing with, seeing me so blatantly?" ”

"What does that matter?" The person who came smiled and said: "There is no trace of the thief saint leaf, he died in the secret realm of the spirit clan half an hour ago, this matter has gone viral now, I am here to inform you." ”

Dao Qingfeng was stunned, and he didn't understand what the meaning was here for a while: "Is there any great significance to whether he dies or not?" Originally, he was an injury, even if there was some deterrence, he was not the only one who everyone cared about. ”

"It's not him that we're afraid of, it's that he's able to control the Immortal Celestial Axe. Divine Thunder Huanghuang is of great restraint to the things we are preparing, and once he dies and there is no one to control the axe, the opportunity will come. ”

"Why is there no one to control the axe? Xiang Simeng can do it herself. ”

"Because there will be people who are unwilling to let her continue to control the axe, and this moment must be the time for a small mess within the Spirit Clan. It's a perfect time for them to have internal turmoil and we have external cooperation...... Those who seek personal gain will not know that just their selfish desires will cause Miao Jiang to change hands within one day, and the entire spirit clan will become our slaves. ”

Dao Qingfeng's expression finally moved slightly: "Are you sure that the Spirit Clan will fight and tear within itself, rather than immediately controlling the Divine Axe?" ”

"I'm sure." The person who came hurriedly said: "The timing is only a few hours, if Xiang Simeng has enough strength to suppress all opposition and subdue the Divine Axe as quickly as possible, we will be too late." Now is the time! ”

Dao Qingfeng hesitated: "Is there a sudden ......?"

"Everyone is sudden, and Xiang Simeng's death of Master is also sudden. We have been planning for so long, but we are not in a hurry, and it is really in a hurry for Xiang Simeng to meet the changes inside and outside. "I know you wonder if there will be a trap, but the body is lying in the coffin." In fact, even if there are some traps, we have to launch sooner or later, we can't wait for an end, when is the time? ”

Dao Qingfeng finally got up and paced a few steps: "That's now!" ”

The elite of the Bai Miao clan suddenly started, but it was not in the direction of Taoyuan Town, but ...... The tomb in the west of Dali is the tomb of the Black Miao King who was killed by Xia Longyuan in the early years.

Since Lei Zhentang was defeated, the black seedlings have declined greatly and taken refuge in the rest of the strong clans. One of the most important ones was conquered and absorbed by the feud Bai Miao, and in the past few months, the tomb of the Black Miao King has been gradually excavated by Dao Qingfeng, and many treasures have been dug up and sold for money, and the body is still there.

No one knew why Dao Qingfeng didn't destroy the body of the Black Miao King he hated so much, but now Yue Hongling seemed to know.

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