Jiang Shan's eyes turned, and the Great Dao Divine Light Hole in his eyes shot out, perceiving the origin of time and space, and landed directly on the bed Li Shimin's body and soul.

The true dragon luck is blessed all around, and there is the light of the stars in the depths of the soul, and a star purple dragon can be faintly seen, and the emperor's life is shining, and the dignity is extremely indescribable.

It's just that the eyes of that star dragon have a faint bloodthirsty aura.

Jiang Shan's brows furrowed slightly, it is unknown whether his memory will be restored, but it is indeed contaminated with a little demonic energy.

It's just suppressed by the emperor's luck and Li Shimin's own will, and no problems have been exposed.

After all, demonic energy only increases the negative emotions of living beings, but the emperor himself cannot be treated with common sense, and cruelty may not be able to be a good emperor.

Killing his brother and forcing his father to kill his nephew and daughter-in-law.

This is a heinous scum for an average person.

But for the emperor, the basic operation.

It does not prevent Li Shimin from being a good emperor in the slightest.

It's just that even Li Shimin is infected with demonic energy, how many people in this palace are infected with demonic energy?

Imperial luck can be suppressed, but what about the rest?

Jiang Shan's brows furrowed, and he thought that he was about to track it down, when he saw that wisps of imperceptible black aura suddenly surged from the woman on the bed, injecting into Li Shimin's body.

Jiang Shan frowned when he saw it, and wondered in his heart, if Li Shimin was affected by the Heavenly Demon, Jiang Shan could still understand that both the Ziwei Emperor in the previous life and the Human Emperor Li Shimin in this life had the qualifications to be demonized, but the Yang family, the former Qi princess, had no interests at all from the perspective of cultivating immortals.

Jiang Shan's gaze swept over, and he gained insight into the origin of the Yang family, and found that there was hidden demonic qi in her body, but these demonic qi were quickly absorbed by Li Shimin, and after some clouds and rain, she herself had no demonic qi, as if it was just a transit station.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Shan became more and more curious, and did not immediately study the Yang family, obviously the people behind the scenes just used the Yang family as a tool, if they wanted to catch people, it was better to put the Yang family fishing first.

Instead, he continued to walk around the palace, but the more he went, the stranger it became.

It is said that the palace is the most filthy place in the world, and it is true.

From the prince and princess to the eunuchs and slaves, they all have shady deeds.

Even the crown prince Li Chengqian, who has already left the palace, is no exception, and is messing with Yile people.

Men on top of men, I can't bear to look at them directly.

Jiang Shan had a bad chill, so he simply stopped looking at it and stayed in the palace all night, the wind was calm, and nothing happened.

In the blink of an eye, it was another day, and it was the time of the hour, the time when the clouds were originally needed.

However, Jiang Shan looked up, but saw that there was no cloud in the sky, and he immediately knew the plan of the Jinghe Dragon King, and his face was slightly cold.

It's really lawless, this time the holy decree has been written, and he dares to do it according to his own heart.

Very good.

At the beginning of the journey to the west, it starts with you, a good dragon.

Jiang Shan sneered, made a way to incarnate outside his body, ran to Ximen Street and disguised himself as Yuan Shoucheng, and then lay on a big bed in the palace, quietly waiting for the Jinghe Dragon King to find death.

Sure enough, when the time came, Fang Buyun, the dragon king of the Jinghe River, thundered at noon, and the rain stopped at the time of the rain, which was an hour late, and the amount of rain was only three feet and forty points.

In the will written by Jiang Shan, there was a difference of one hour, and he was three inches and eight points of rain less.

The capital crime committed by the Dragon King of Jinghe is still unknown, and he flew to the street of Naximenli with high spirits, crashed into the hexagram shop, and smashed the signboard, pen, and inkstone in the hexagram shop.

Jiang Shan looked indifferently at his last before he died, but it was up to him.

After all, the Jinghe Dragon King is dead, and Yuan Shoucheng can not be there.

Seeing that Jiang Shan was indifferent, he had no intention of being afraid, and the Dragon King of Jinghe, who had been smashed for a long time, had no sense of accomplishment, so he wanted to pick up the door panel and say: "You demon who talks nonsense, hexagram is not good, your words are ridiculous, the time and point of the rain today are not right, and now you are still sitting dangerously, get out of Chang'an City as soon as possible, and spare you for your capital crime!" ”

"Capital offense? Whose capital sin is it today? Jinghe Dragon King, can you hide it from others, can you hide it from me? Today, the decree of the heavenly court, but because of your own selfishness, you arbitrarily changed the hour, overruled the points, and violated the rules of heaven. You already have your name on the dragon platform, if you don't run away early, you dare to come here to scold me? Jiang Shan laughed when he heard this.

When the Jinghe Dragon King heard this, he was shocked, and said in his heart, how could he know?

Faintly realizing that something was wrong, the Dragon King of Jinghe looked at Jiang Shan again, and saw that Jiang Shan's body seemed to be bathed in divine light, and he couldn't see the clue at all, and he was even more afraid in his heart, so he lost the door panel, dressed up, and knelt down to Jiang Shan and said, "Mr. Hugh is strange." What Fang just said, but it's just a joke, how do you know that the fake becomes true, this is a violation of heaven, and I beg Mr. to save me. ”

Many things are not weighed four or two, but they are weighed, and a thousand catties can't be suppressed.

I secretly said in my heart, when I go back, I will check carefully, who leaked the news and which one is harming me?

"It's funny that you're going to tear down my shop, and now you're asking me to save you?" Jiang Shan sneered, this old dragon is really going back more and more.

"Xiaolong was in a hurry and offended Mr., so he asked his subordinates to send gold and silver in the future to make up for Mr.'s loss." The Dragon King of Jinghe hurriedly said, but seeing that Jiang Shan was indifferent, he said, "My Jinghe family has a big business and countless wealth, Mr. said the number, Xiaolong will definitely make up for it." Please also ask Mr. to help, otherwise Xiaolong's life is on the verge now, and he can't care about anything. ”

In the end, the threat was overflowing, and there was a murderous turn in his eyes.

Jiang Shan glanced at the Dragon King of Jinghe, and was even more amused in his heart, and said, "I can't save you, I just point out a way to live and reincarnate with you." ”

"Please sir." The Dragon King of Jinghe said immediately.

"At three o'clock in the afternoon tomorrow, you should go to Cao Guan Wei Zheng to listen to the beheading. And Wei Zheng is now a courtier under the current emperor Li Shimin, if you want to die, go to sue the current emperor at this moment, if you can ask Li Shimin for golden words, you will be fine. Jiang Shan said.

The Jinghe Dragon King wanted to coerce again, but seeing that Jiang Shan's eyes were shining with divine light, he was afraid in his heart, so he didn't dare to say any more, so he immediately turned around and left, and did not return to the Jinghe Dragon Palace, and went directly to the palace.

In the palace, Jiang Shan sneered, and saw that the Dragon King of Jinghe relied on his priesthood and quietly entered Li Shimin's dream, begging Li Shimin to save him, Li Shimin did not know the details, and easily agreed.

Another day, he specially invited Wei Zheng to come to play chess, wanting to delay Wei Zheng under an excuse.

As a result, when Wei Zheng was playing chess, he pretended to sleep, and his spirit went out of his body, went straight to the nine heavens, and beheaded the Dragon King of Jinghe.

The dragon's head fell from the nine heavens, and another rain of blood fell.

Li Shimin hurriedly asked Wei Zheng, only to know the cause and effect, and he was surprised in his heart, but he couldn't blame Wei Zheng, but gave a reward.

Just thinking that he promised the Dragon King of Jinghe, but now he broke his promise, Li Shimin felt a little uneasy in his heart, and had a faint sense of foreboding.

Sure enough, this day passed out, and before I was asleep, a voice suddenly sounded in my ears.

"Give me back."

"Give me back!"

Li Shimin was startled, and quickly got up, and saw a headless dragon corpse appear in front of him, and the headless neck was still bleeding, bubbling down drop by drop.

Li Shimin has been on the battlefield all his life, experienced in a hundred battles, and when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but be taken by the momentum, and subconsciously defended himself and explained the reason, but the headless dragon corpse didn't care about him at all, and only said to himself, "Give me back", and killed Li Shimin.

The yin qi is rolling and the evil qi is surging, Li Shimin's eyes are sharp, and he brazenly hit the dragon corpse, but let him be the son of heaven in the world, no one can stop him from killing on the battlefield, but where is the opponent of the dragon corpse?

After a fight, he was strangled to death by the dragon corpse, and woke up alive in the dormitory, his face was white, without blood, and he hurriedly shouted "There are ghosts", so that Taoist priests and monks came to do it, and ordered Qin Shubao and Yu Chigong to guard the dormitory day and night.

As a result, whenever he fell asleep, he was disturbed, and finally his body became heavier day by day, and he died helplessly in the thirteenth year of Zhenguan.

A wisp of soul drifted uncontrollably to the underworld.

Jiang Shan's eyes lit up slightly, and he also entered the underworld.

(End of chapter)