King Su is a natural winner in life, he was born with fine clothes and jade food, since he was a child, he practiced martial arts, and even had the feat of hand supporting the beam pillar and the top of the pavilion.

He is not an incompetent faint king in the usual sense, on the contrary, he is very smart, but he loves beauty more than he loves the country.

The King of Xuan had a qualified IQ and judgment, and when he saw Yun Zhongzi lightly performing the Immortal Dao Technique, he made up his mind to take this person for his own use.

"Is the immortal chief willing to be a national teacher?"

King Xuan didn't know that the demon that Yun Zhongzi wanted to get rid of was his beloved concubine, otherwise he would definitely not say this.

Yun Zhongzi was shocked, shouldn't this line be left to Shen Gongbao, why did it fall on me?

He was stunned and didn't run away immediately.

The ministers didn't have much affection for this Taoist who appeared out of thin air, only Huang Feihu looked out of the hall thoughtfully, and Shang Rong Bigan began to think about who the "demon" was.

At this moment, on the upper floor of the branch palace, the giant sword exerted its might.

This sword was not destined to be a killing sword since it was born, and Yun Zhongzi never thought that he could kill the near-immortal thousand-year-old fox demon with the giant sword.

The Juque Sword has been roasted by the Samadhi True Fire for many days, and it has been tempered by the exposition of Taoism and Qi to refine the edge, and it naturally defeats the demons.

Although this sword alone can't kill the fox demon, it can sacrifice the invisible sword qi and Dao qi, and the slightest wisp of the fox demon can wear down the fox demon's Taoism.

Daji quickly sensed the clue, and she pressed her palm on the two slippery balls, crying out in pain.

The palace maids who accompanied them knew that this was the treasure of the king's heart, and they dared to slack off, so they hurriedly went to ask the imperial doctor, but Daji was not a human disease, and the imperial doctor was helpless.

The palace maids were afraid that the king would be angry afterwards, so they hurriedly went to the Jinluan Palace, and they didn't care if the rules were broken.

Huang Feihu has seen a man with strange arts, and he knows that this person has real skills, so he also persuaded him to stay.

Yun Zhongzi knew that Huang Feihu was a famous person on the list, and he was named the Emperor of Dongyue in the future, with a high and powerful position, and he intended to make friends, so he did not leave immediately.

Daji's attendant palace maid trotted all the way, and finally came to the outside of the Jinluan Palace, she hurriedly explained the reason to the eunuch, and the eunuch did not dare to slack off, and soon the news entered the ears of the king.

"What? Aifei's heart aches? ”

The King instantly extinguished his thoughts about recruiting Yun Zhongzi, and only wanted to see Daji's situation.

He didn't connect the two things of Yun Zhongzi's hanging sword and Daji's heartache, because in his heart, Daji could never be a demon.

Shang Rong and Bigan looked at each other, and they looked in the direction of Yun Zhongzi, as if they had a guess in their hearts.

After Da Ji entered the palace, the king had no intention of ruling the government at all, and Bigan and other old ministers of the auxiliary country had long been unable to see it.

Now Yun Zhongzi is offering a sword to subdue the demon, and Daji happens to have an abnormality, which makes them suspicious.

Could it be that this daughter of Su Hu is really a demon? Otherwise, how could the Hou of Jizhou and the King of Jizhou be fascinated by ghosts?

"Your Majesty, the old minister has heard that there are many elixirs for practicing qi, and I have extraordinary powers in the Dao of Guanyun Zhongzi, why don't you invite him into the harem to treat Niangniang?"

Bigan held the tooth wat in his hand, walked out of the train, and presented a concerto.

Yun Zhongzi still had a light smile on his face, but he set off turbulent waves in his heart.

Didn't you say that after the sword sacrifice, it would be none of my business? Daji, you are a thousand-year-old fox demon, I just hung up the sword, why can't you stand it?

Yun Zhongzi had mixed feelings, but he ignored one point, he was not the original him, and the Juque Sword was not the original Juque Sword.

Juque was originally just a withered pine casually refined, but when he opened the furnace solemnly, he used the best materials, and even used the two Taoist techniques, and the power of this sword was naturally improved in all aspects.

The king is usually the most annoying to be verbosous with Shang Rong, but now he is like listening to the sound of the fairy, he reacted suddenly, strode off the stage, and grabbed Yun Zhongzi's sleeve.

"Immortal Chief, the widow's beloved concubine will be handed over to you."

Yun Zhongzi's head was as big as a bucket when he heard this, how strange it sounded.

But the king didn't care so much, and dragged Yun Zhongzi to the harem.

Yun Zhongzi wanted to break free and leave the place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

I don't want the king to be the son of heaven in the world, and his luck is monstrous, and his mana is slow.

This is the great luck of the human race, you don't see that even after Nuwa Niangniang was humiliated, she couldn't kill the king of Shang immediately, so she could only send three demons to make trouble, and only after King Wu could destroy Yin Shang.

Yun Zhongzi was dragged into the harem, and he could sense that the demonic aura was getting stronger and stronger, which made him a little worried.

After all, Daji's illness is a good thing he did, if he really turns his face, his current realm may not necessarily be able to gain the upper hand.

He was thinking about it, but the king had already brought him into Daji's palace.

Before he saw the true face of the fox demon, he had already heard the cry of pain...... If you complain, you will cry, and you will be breathtaking.

The King lifted the beaded curtain and walked into Daji's side, still clutching Yun Zhongzi's sleeve until this time.

"How's the concubine?"

The king frowned, quite worried.

Daji leaned against the collapse, her delicate face distorted by pain, and fine beads of sweat on her forehead.

She seemed to be in real pain, and she curled up, her teeth clenched, unable to answer the king.

Yun Zhongzi stood aside, watching coldly.

He saw that the goblin had not hurt the roots, but the demonic aura was slightly turbulent, and somehow pretended to be like this.

Seeing that Daji was suffering, the king was burned for a while, and he remembered the cloud behind him at this moment.

"The Taoist chief has great powers, please help save the widow's concubine."

When the King finally found himself still clutching Yun Zhongzi's sleeve, he let go of his hand and pleaded.

"The king of Shang is not worried, and let the poor road diagnose the pulse of the mother."

Yun Zhongzi couldn't figure out Daji's thoughts, but now that he had to bite the bullet and treat her.

The king hurriedly got up and let him out.

Daji screamed in pain, and her face became paler.

Yun Zhongzi played up the spirit of twelve points, secretly operated the eight or nine Xuangong and the Jade Void Method, and the forty-nine flying swords in his sleeve were ready to go, and the true fire of Samadhi in his mouth had been accumulated.

Only then did he stretch out his hand and put it on the three veins of Daji's inch.

Daji turned sideways, her eyebrows and eyes like daisies, but she couldn't hide the pain.

The king thought that Daji's illness was worse, and he became more and more anxious when he saw this.

Yun Zhongzi closed his eyes and quietly checked his pulse, but unexpectedly, Daji secretly used demonic energy, from the dantian through the meridians, gushing out from his wrist.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, Niangniang Feng is healthy, and there are no symptoms, according to the poor Dao, this is the magic of witchcraft."

Yun Zhongzi mobilized the mana of his whole body, quietly suppressed the demonic energy, and did not let Daji get away with it, he opened his eyes and said to the king.

"Witchcraft? Who is so bold as to dare to perform such an evil trick in the palace! I don't know if there is a way to crack it? ”

The king was angry and anxious, pacing back and forth outside the beaded curtain.

"If you are poor, you will be able to crack this technique."

Yun Zhongzi suddenly let go of his hand, and the forty-nine flying swords in his sleeve turned into streamers and flew out, stabbing towards Daji's right arm.