The capital, the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and the soybean-sized rain fell to the ground with a ticking sound, which was very clear in the quiet night.

The Prime Minister's Mansion is a little cold at the moment, and the doormen and servants who were originally busy in the Prime Minister's Mansion are missing at this moment.

The two towering stone statues of the pig in front of the Prime Minister's Mansion actually seemed a little empty and lonely at the moment, and the rain fell on the stone statues like a curtain, and flowed to the ground like silk threads.

The central part of the staircase in front of the Prime Minister's Mansion has been ground into a depression, and you can imagine how many people have stepped on this step in the years since the Prime Minister's Mansion was built.

The vermilion door was tightly closed, and in the lonely and empty mansion, a somewhat hurried footstep suddenly sounded.

Song Yuwei always felt a little restless tonight, and in the middle of the night, she woke up alone only to find that in addition to herself and her mother, she could not find her father in the mansion.

Walking around the mansion, the servants and guests of the past were gone, except for a few maids who slept deeply.

For some reason, Song Yuwei felt her heart beating fast, as if something bad was about to happen.

At this moment, the footsteps outside became more and more urgent.

"Bang!"

The sound of flesh and the wooden door colliding came, and Song Yuwei suddenly turned his head to look at the door of the mansion.

The door was staggered open, Song Yuwei looked at the figure behind the door with some vigilance, until the person staggered into the door, Song Yuwei recognized it, this person turned out to be Lao Huang, the housekeeper of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Seeing that Lao Huang was stained with blood, Song Yuwei felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly stepped forward to help.

"Uncle Huang, what's the matter, who injured you like this, where did my father and those doormen go?" Song Yuwei pushed the Martial Dao True Qi to suppress Lao Huang's injuries and asked at the same time.

Lao Huang was stunned for a moment when he heard Song Yuwei's words, but he didn't choose to answer, but said hurriedly: "Miss, you and Mrs. hurry up and pack up, the master is in some trouble, let's go first, he will come to us after he finishes dealing with things!" ”

Song Yuwei frowned when she heard this, and said, "What the hell is going on?" Will my father still have any trouble in the capital? ”

Lao Huang smiled bitterly, waved his hand and said, "Miss, don't ask, the master really said so, after he let us go first, he will definitely come to us!" ”

Song Yuwei heard the flaws in Lao Huang's words, and said very calmly: "No, my father won't say that, if I really encounter the trouble of letting me and my mother leave, then this trouble will definitely make my father very troublesome!" ”

"Where the hell is my father now?"

Lao Huang's expression was a little ugly when he heard this, but he persuaded bitterly: "Miss, hurry up and leave with Madame, don't ask!" ”

Song Yuwei shook her head and said: "It can make my father feel troublesome, even if my mother and I escape, we will definitely not be able to solve the remaining aftermath of the trouble, it is better to find my father now and see if I can help him, Uncle Huang, even if you don't tell me, is it difficult to reason with my ability?" ”

Lao Huang could only smile bitterly, looking at the young lady in front of him, who had been extremely intelligent and assertive since he was a child, he knew that what the young lady said was right, even if he hid it from the young lady, he could quickly find the place where the prime minister was by virtue of his own ability.

So he decided to use brute force to take the young lady and the lady away.

"Miss, that's offended!"

Lao Huang's body burst out with the aura of the second realm of martial arts, and he wanted to forcibly take Song Yuwei away with brute force.

But what Lao Huang didn't expect, Song Yuwei seemed to see his thoughts, and the momentum of the second realm of martial arts also erupted on his body.

Lao Huang's face was bleak, he didn't expect his young lady's talent to be so outstanding, and he broke through to the second realm of martial arts at this age, but he shouldn't have broken through at this time.

He was already seriously injured, and now that the young lady's cultivation is not much worse than his own, it is really impossible to forcibly take Song Yuwei away, so he had to reluctantly tell Song Tinghui's location.

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Song Tinghui looked at Lin Shou who walked out of the door with a sad face, and said with some bitterness: "I can't imagine that a down-and-out Taoist priest who didn't seem to have any cultivation that day, one of the pets beside him was a strange beast mountain monarch who held the dragon soul of the Three Realms, and the other servant was a Second Realm monk who cultivated both the Incense Dao and the Netherworld Dao. And what kind of realm can you make them serve you so happily and with such a low profile? Chief Lindao? ”

The rain was still pouring down, and the roads were already beginning to be waterlogged, and the fallen corpses, their blood mixed with the rain, stained the entire street in front of the mansion red.

Lin Shou raised his left hand, and a oil-paper umbrella appeared on his wrist, this oil-paper umbrella was bought by Lin Shou on the street yesterday, Ah Liang hurriedly walked up with great interest, held up the paper umbrella, and the raindrops fell on the umbrella, and then slid down along the traces of the umbrella bone, and not a drop of rain could fall on Lin Shou's shoulder.

"Actually, Poor Dao has no interest in fighting in the court, but Mr. Zhong happens to be a friend of Poor Dao, so it is also appropriate to make a little effort to protect his family."

"It's just that Poor Dao is a little puzzled, can't a smart person like you see what the emperor wants to do?"

Song Tinghui was silent, and the rain originally fell three feet above his head and slid out of thin air, but at this moment it crackled and covered.

"Confucianism pays attention to loyalty, but you Legalists should not care about what the emperor is like, so it seems that Mr. Zhong is more like a Legalist than you, and you are more like a Confucian than Mr. Zhong."

Lin Shou chuckled and said this, and the frost sorrow hovering behind him trembled slightly, freezing the raindrops that fell around him into pieces of cold ice one after another, falling on the ground and shattering into pieces.

"I'm just returning the favor...... Or return to Your Majesty what Your Majesty gave me. ”

Song Tinghui lowered his head slightly, as if he didn't want to carry the heavier and heavier rain to block his eyes, and he seemed to be a little ashamed, and he didn't dare to look directly into Lin Shou's eyes.

"So I don't understand that you readers, sometimes you know that it's wrong, and you will even be pointed out by thousands of people, and you will stink for thousands of years, but you still have to pinch your nose and do it."

"If it's usual, Poor Dao doesn't bother to care about you stubborn species, but if it's really [Myth] coming, and the three are not there, Poor Dao can't deal with it for the time being, so this matter really has to be stopped."

Frost Sorrow hovered in mid-air, trembling slightly, as if hearing a clear command, at this moment suddenly horizontal, gradually flashing with a sharp cold light, piercing the rainy night and slashing at Song Tinghui.

What Lin Shou said was right, Song Tinghui was indeed a stubborn species, even if he knew that what he did was wrong, he had no intention of stopping it.

Song Tinghui snorted, his face was as pale as snow, the corners of his mouth were oozing blood, his divine sense mobilized the mana around him, and a huge cage fell from the sky, wanting to suppress the sorrow of frost here.

The corners of Lin Shou's mouth were only slightly upturned, and the sad sword shadow of Frost became dim, but he escaped from the cage, circled, and slashed off the back of Song Tinghui's head.

Song Tinghui felt the chill in the back of his head, his heartbeat suddenly stopped, even if he was ready to come to his senses, he also had a huge fear for no reason, his hands at the outer end of his sleeves pinched the Dharma seal, and an ink-colored feather coat was covered on his body.

The sword shadow and the feather coat collided with each other, but Song Tinghui was sent flying several feet away by this sword.

When Song Tinghui got up again, the clothes on his chest were already covered with blood.

Lin Shou stood quietly under Ah Liang's umbrella, his eyes calm and without any movement, but the oppressive force brought by the frost sorrow made everyone swallow their saliva.

"Why not use a more powerful spell? You must know that the eyes of the three people of the Dao Gate are not here, so they planned such a clumsy scene, so are you still afraid that the movement caused by the spells above the Three Realms will alarm the Dao Gate? ”

Lin Shou had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, but the words he said had a strong sense of mockery.

"Could it be that you are worried about the aftermath of the spell causing any casualties? Isn't that what you want? ”

Song Tinghui's face became even paler, but he remained silent.

He knew that what this Taoist priest said was not wrong, and he knew in his heart what kind of mistake he had done, and he was reluctant to repay it in a way of self-abandonment, and now he died under Lin Shou's sight, which could be regarded as getting what he wanted.

Lin Shou's eyebrows lowered slightly, and he said softly: "It's boring." ”

The tip of Frost's sad sword trembled slightly, emitting a chilling sound, Song Tinghui could block Lin Shou's first sword, but he couldn't block the second sword.

But at this moment, the appearance of the two people surprised Song Tinghui.

"Father......" The saber in Song Yuwei's hand fell and fell to the ground with a low splash.

The middle-aged man stood behind Song Yuwei, the old housekeeper who had served Song Tinghui's family for decades, and suddenly fell to his knees.

"Prime Minister......

Song Tinghui's belief that he would die calmly was suddenly shattered at this moment, and he shouted angrily: "What are you doing? Didn't I tell you to go?! ”

Song Yuwei had already guessed what her father was doing through the information she got halfway.

Rebel......

The most serious crime, but Song Yuwei didn't understand why her father, who had always been loyal to the emperor, chose the path of rebellion.

After Song Tinghui told her about the fate of the Legalist family before, her already shaky beliefs were completely collapsed at this moment.

"Why?" Song Yuwei still looked at her father in disbelief.

"Lao Huang, leave the capital with Miss and Madame, and never come back!" Song Tinghui's eyes were bloodshot, and he said in a somewhat hoarse voice.

"Sir...... Lao Huang is incompetent, he can't stop the young lady......" Lao Huang lowered his head and let the rain wet him.

Seeing this scene, Lin Shou rubbed his eyes vigorously, wanting to squeeze out one or two tears from them, forcibly revealing an ugly and moving expression.

"It's really a touching plot, if it's some kind of blood, shouldn't Poor Dao be moved by your father-daughter affection, and then let you go?"

Song Yuwei bit her lip and looked at Lin Shou, not long ago Lin Shou was still a prisoner in his eyes who could be manipulated at will, but now his father's life was in Lin Shou's hands.

Song Yuwei opened her mouth to say something.

Lin Shou also showed a ridiculous look on his face, looking at what kind of words this heroine can say, is it begging for mercy? Or is it a stubborn death-seeking service?

But at this time, a violent explosion came from the east of the capital, and the huge fire seemed to make the entire capital briefly enter daylight again.

Lin Shou frowned and looked to the east, which was the direction of the nave in the lake.

That place was already a little weird, and he couldn't see that such an explosion was happening at this moment, what was going on, Lin Shou had some doubts in his heart, and decided to go there to take a look.

Lin Shou turned around and explained to Ah Liang and Tangerine: "You guys take care of the mansion. ”

Ah Liang and Tangerine glanced at each other, but their eyes were on Song Tinghui in the distance, could it be that the old man was really kind and let him go?

But Ah Liang and Tangerine did not refute, but nodded cautiously, indicating that they would definitely do a good job in this matter.

The next moment after Lin Shou finished speaking, his figure had disappeared in place.

Song Yuwei saw Lin Shou disappear, but her emotions were a little complicated, but fortunately, his father survived, and even Song Tinghui couldn't believe it.

However, no one noticed that Lin Shou did not take the frost sorrow with him when he left, it was still suspended in the rain curtain, and the sword body was shining with cold light.

In the next moment, Frost's Sorrow slashed down.

Song Yuwei's pupils constricted, and a round human head flipped a few times and landed at her feet.

Tangerine and Ah Liang breathed a sigh of relief, but Song Yuwei collapsed to the ground, staring at the headless body in a daze.

Song Yuwei was sad in her heart, but she also inexplicably felt a little relieved.

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Lin Shou naturally couldn't let go of Song Tinghui, he just had some teasing thoughts, and those boring affectionate scenes were not as interesting as the stories told by the storyteller in the teahouse in his opinion.

Coming to the sky above the nave of the lake, the original huge Buddha statue and those buildings have been turned to ashes at this moment, leaving only a huge deep pit in place.

Lin Shou looked closely, but found that under the deep pit, there was actually a huge amount of flesh and blood, and it seemed that these flesh and blood seemed to be part of a certain creature.

"It turns out that this entire island in the lake is actually a huge monster, this monster has divinity, no wonder Poor Dao didn't see any flaws at that time, and made a mistake...... Lin Shou muttered to himself, although he used his divine sense to carefully probe it at that time, but at this time, he found that there was actually a little divine breath in these residual flesh and blood, so he couldn't see through the monster's disguise.

"But what about that explosion? It stands to reason that this monster is absorbing the flesh and soul of the dead in the entire capital, and judging from the movement arranged by the emperor, the flesh and spirit absorbed by this monster is not enough for him to completely descend from the astral boundary...... He destroyed this great array that absorbed essence and blood, could it be that something stopped him? ”

The remnants of flesh and blood in the pit were still wriggling instinctively, and countless gray slimes were piled up in the pit and gurgling and bubbling, as if something was about to emerge from inside.

(End of chapter)