111. Song Zhi's determination, Yuhuang's helplessness (ask for subscription)
The three-day journey is also a journey for three people, and the bean bag sister who eats melons does not count.
It's a pity that Sister Doubao, who has been looking forward to eating melons, didn't wait for the big melon...
There was harmony in the carriage.
It's like a young couple and sister-in-law going out.
The young couple occasionally showed affection, and the sister-in-law also restrained herself from closing her eyes and pretending to sleep.
And on this day, at twilight, the carriage finally stopped, and it was already some distance away from the imperial capital.
The opening of the sense of space gave Bai Feng the illusion and ease that he had left the whirlpool.
On the gate of the villa is written the words "Green Willow Villa", and there is a deep pool after the entrance, and the pool water is connected to the outside, which is derived from the mountain spring.
As for the weather here, although it is hot due to the influence of the imperial capital, it finally feels a little normal.
It's warm, but it's not hot.
The spring flowers in the mountains are blooming, and they are very beautiful.
Bai Feng sat down on the rocking chair woven of bamboo and rattan, swayed a few times, and was leisurely and self-reliant.
Looking at the crown princess on the left, and then at Song Zhi on the right, he suddenly had a feeling of "it's good to live here for the rest of your life".
This Green Willow Villa is the property of the cat family, and the servants in the villa are not considered to be the cat family, but some loyal servants on the periphery of the cat family.
The servants had already cleaned up the room.
There are three rooms in the main house.
Bai Feng, the crown princess.
One white bean bun.
Song Zhi one.
When they all checked in, the four of them took a bath to wash away the dust and fatigue.
The chief steward in the villa is urging people to prepare a dinner party to wash the dust for these big people.
In the house...
Song Zhi silently put down the knife, untied his white clothes, and looked at the appearance of the woman in the mirror.
However, in just one year, the "fluctuation range" of her temperament has expanded greatly.
Restrained, she is still Song Zhi a year ago. Delicate, pretty, and can perform pure. But you need white clothes, the more flawless, the easier it is to act.
But if it is released, the resentful spirits around her seem to be alive, giving people and a terrifying sense of trembling.
She has killed too many people, and the normal way of looking at people is the eyes of dead people...
She couldn't wear black, and as soon as she wore black, the murderous aura immediately surfaced, and she couldn't suppress it.
But the mother-in-law looked at her more and more likely, and said that maybe she was the one the "Tianli family" had been waiting for.
"Tianli Clan" is the name of her faction, and it is also behind the scenes of the Southern Alliance of Henan Province.
It's an extremely ancient race, from the Age of Chaos, and... It doesn't seem to be a Terran yet.
After some catastrophes, this race was almost wiped out.
The surviving clansmen wanted to restore and let Tianli regain the earth, but they failed again and again.
In the beginning, the people of this clan also followed a strict system of "clan inheritance".
But later, this system was relaxed and became "blood inheritance"...
This bloodline is the blood bath of the Tianli Demon God.
It is rumored that this blood bath contains the true blood of the Great Demon God of Tianli during the Age of Chaos...
Receiving this blood is of infinite use.
It's just that this blood bath is once in a lifetime, and if it is successful, it will be successful, and if it is not successful, it will not be successful.
Song Zhi completed the blood bath of the Tianli Demon God and became the younger generation of the "Tianli Clan", and... Successor.
That great demon god loves to kill, and Song Zhi also loves to kill.
Therefore, her mother-in-law has high hopes for her.
Therefore, this time Song Zhi returned to the imperial capital, and his mother-in-law would rather leave all affairs behind and follow.
Just as the main stream of Taoism is "Yuan Shen", "Demon Control", and "Fu Gong", there are also three martial arts.
The blood and qi are the strongest, and they can even resist various attacks with their bodies, and their attack power is extremely strong at close range.
The outbreak of the royal soldiers is the strongest, and the true qi is integrated in attack and defense, and the code
It is an air armor, and an attack is a sharp blade. Concentrated in one place, the qi travels thousands of miles, it is a sword that pierces the air, and it is not a problem to break thousands of armor. But the problem is that the consumption of true qi is intense, and when it breaks out, the qi and blood practice also have to give way, but after the outbreak, it is being beaten up.
However, the "Peak of Martial Arts" is different from "Qi and Blood Training" and "Imperial Soldiers", which is a martial artist who grasps mysterious power through the spirit and through the perception of "the unity of heaven and man". High attack, fast speed, high critical hit, strong dodge, almost anything... Aside from being "crispy" and "having a small attack range", there are almost no weaknesses left.
Most of the successors of the Tianli clan are taking the path of "Xingyi Skill Peak", and the "Tianli Demon God Blood Bath" makes up for their "fragile body" shortcomings.
This is especially true of Song Zhi.
Just ask, have you ever seen three martial arts beads that are all purple, and the fit is all sixth-layer consummation?
And this man is only nineteen years old.
Song Zhi looked at the woman in the mirror, retracted her gaze, climbed the ladder with long legs, and sat on the edge of the bathtub with her buttocks.
She poked out on her tiptoes, brushed the petals on the warm water of the petals and white steam, brushed the petals, and slowly sank into the water with her energetic but slender and round calves.
"Whew..."
She exhaled a breath of turbidity, but did not enjoy the relaxation for long, but only washed herself quickly, then came out of the bath, changed into the maid's new white clothes, and then held the knife, and closed her eyes in the darkness.
She has reached the fourth grade, and the third grade is like a moat.
My mother-in-law said that the opportunity was in the "knife".
But where is the "knife"?
Just as she was thinking about it, she suddenly felt something, suddenly got up, and walked to the door.
Outside the door, there seemed to be an invisible person.
The invisible man is not really invisible, but everything in heaven and earth is covering his whereabouts for this person.
But Song Zhi could feel it.
She came to the door, opened the door, looked at the gray-haired old woman outside the door, and said calmly, "Master."
She wasn't surprised that Emperor Yu was here, and she wasn't worried about her being discovered.
Unless there is a product there, and this product is eyeing the Feather Emperor, the Feather Emperor will be exposed.
At this point... The white-haired old woman walked through the door.
The door closes.
Emperor Yu glanced at the girl who had just come out of the bath, sighed softly, and said, "Nanmeng has finally set foot on the right track, are you going to get involved in the affairs of the imperial capital again?"
The matter here is not a hundred times more complicated and dangerous than SAARC......
As a teacher, I will follow you all the way, first enter the imperial capital, and then come here, I have already smelled a lot of dangers."
Song Zhi asked, "What are the dangers?"
Emperor Yu glanced at her and asked, "Do you really want to get involved?"
Song Zhi lowered his head slightly and said, "I'm sorry, Master, I have to follow him."
"Prince..." Emperor Yu sighed again, now she also knew that the prince was a fake prince, and she knew that this matter was related to a great cause and effect. Song Zhi committed karma, and she was bound to be dragged into the water.
"It's not the prince, it's my relative." Song Zhidao.
If it was someone else, he would ask, "Isn't it just a relative?", but Yuhuang didn't ask, because she knew her own disciples.
This relative is the last ray of light in her heart.
Even she, a teacher, can't compare.
Emperor Yu said, "If you decide to help him, will Nanmeng not care?" There are people who are loyal to you, there are people who look up to you exceedingly, they... Don't you care?"
"I don't care."
Song Zhi's voice was very indifferent, and then he said, "When I'm sure that Bai Feng is okay, and when I find an opportunity to break through the three grades, I'll go back."
Emperor Yu couldn't help it, so he was silent for a moment and said, "Actually... There is nothing dangerous here.
The real danger is that after the outbreak of the imperial capital, the people here will have to go back after all... At that time, the killing power will pour out."
"Where does the killing machine come from?"
"I'll let you know as a teacher—" Emperor Yu smiled, "Since you've decided to protect someone, then your mother-in-law will guard it with you."
With that, Emperor Yu turned around and the door opened.
She stepped into the darkness and disappeared in an instant.