On the Hall of Jiaolan.

Liang Qunchen was like a little quail, sneaking up and shrinking his head, silent as a cicada, not daring to speak, standing on top of the main hall, looking at the fake Zhu Youwen who was still sitting next to the dragon chair, crying and mourning one by one.

The bloody scene of the corpse slaughter just now, as well as the corpses of the Xuanming Sect in the place where they went to the hall, and even the unscrupulous people who were on their side at this moment, full of murderous aura, and the stubborn Liang sergeants outside the hall, all frightened these officials.

"Someone, carry it up." Li Xingyun stood in the center of the main hall, between the two rows of ministers, with his hands behind his back, facing the imperial platform and the dragon chair that no one sat on, his body standing straight.

As soon as his words fell, several Xuanming Sect members walked out carrying a large wooden box, until they came to the Jiaolan Hall, where they placed the boxes full of various kinds and materials on the hall.

The wooden box "bang" fell on the Jiaolan Palace, which made all the Liang ministers present tremble.

"This is the evidence of the secret dealings between the ministers and the ministers who are related to him from the house of the traitor Zhu Youqi!" Li Xingyun finished speaking, raised his hand and took a scroll of books into his hand with his internal strength, spread it out, and laughed coldly twice: "Jie Ji ......"

Then the palm of his hand loosened, and the book fell to the ground.

Raising his hand, another roll, and throwing it on the ground, Li Xingyun looked around at the ministers of Liang State in the hall while looking at it.

All the ministers of Liang Guo who were swept by his gaze did not dare to breathe, and only after Li Xingyun took his eyes away, did he dare to wipe the sweat on his forehead tremblingly.

"Your Excellency, what should we do with these people?

Is it the Nine Clans? Or let him suffer that inch-sized death? Or, let him taste the methods of our Xuanming Sect? Li Xingyun's voice fell, and the bad people on both sides of the hall pulled out their scimitars together, and the bright knives made the Liang Guochen's ministers even more frightened.

"Please also ask His Royal Highness to decide." Li Xingyun looked at the fake Zhu Youwen on the royal platform and spoke.

"Uh, ah......

Why don't you burn them all. Fake Zhu Youwen opened his mouth and stumbled, at this moment, he was trying his best to think about what the bad people gave him yesterday.

These words fell into the ears of many people who already had the will to die, like the sound of heaven, very beautiful, and the courtiers who disliked Zhu Youwen's cowardice in the past can't take care of so much at this time.

Second Highness, it is their light!

At this time, the fake Zhu Youwen sat next to the dragon chair and couldn't say a word anymore.

I was so nervous that I forgot the words.

"During the Battle of Guandu, many of Cao Cao's men wrote letters to Yuan Shao, and after Cao Cao defeated Yuan Shao, he seized these letters, and Cao Cao burned them all.

Second Highness, is you going to follow the ancients?

Kechen is worried that there will be ......" Li Xingyun looked at the fake Zhu Youwen who was stumbling on the stage and couldn't find a word anymore, and glanced at the two bad people who packed tickets with him, and then he opened his mouth and read out the words that should have been read by the fake Zhu Youwen.

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the words of the courtiers in the palace.

"Please Your Royal Highness the Second Highness ascend the throne and bless me as a beam!" In the crowd, an official in an official robe fell to the ground, and his head slammed on the ground, and even the black gauze hat on his head was knocked off.

"Please enthrone Your Highness and bless me."

As more and more people fell to the ground, there was only one sound left in the entire Jiaolan Palace.

The corners of Li Xingyun's mouth under the mask hooked, and he ran the exercises, and his figure disappeared in place, and he came to the outside of Jiaolan Palace, beside Yang Yan, Yang Miao and Meng Po.

"Yang Yan and Yang Miao, the two of you come with this seat, and the Second Highness has an errand to hand over to you alone." A deep voice came from behind the mask.

Yang Yan and Yang Miao glanced at each other, then looked at Li Xingyun in front of them and nodded.

Li Xingyun glanced deeply at Meng Po before leaving, and Meng Po held the coiled dragon staff and lowered her head, indicating that she knew.

……

The corridor is like a wonderful passage in the time tunnel, and the lanterns hanging high on both sides reflect its magnificence and solemnity. Walking in it is like walking in the long river of history, feeling the precipitation of the years and the splendor of the years. The graceful vaulted ceiling, carved with gorgeous flowers and delicate patterns, is particularly elegant.

This is the palace of the Great Liang, and it is extremely luxurious.

A group of three people, walking inside the palace.

Li Xingyun took the lead, walking in the forefront, dressed in black and wearing a mask, and behind him, there were Contra brothers with weapons in their hands and shirtless...... Ahem, water and fire judges Yang Yan and Yang Miao.

After a long time, Li Xingyun stopped.

Yang Yan and Yang Miao glanced at each other and stopped.

"Lord Xudu, is there anything you need my two brothers to do?" Yang Yan was a little anxious, he looked at the drunken capital in front of him, and said a little anxiously.

Are you going to investigate Meng Po's problem? Their brother couldn't wait to tear down Meng Po and feed it to the dogs.

"Lord Xudu, but there is an order, my two brothers go to the soup and go to the fire, and they will not give up." Yang Miao was simply loyal, and like Yang Yan, after seeing Li Xingyun urging the Nine Shadows Xuantian Divine Skill, he had no doubts about his identity.

Li Xingyun turned around, faced Yang Yan and Yang Miao in front of him, and slowly took off his mask, and said in his original voice: "I want the two of you to help me go to the Netherworld to investigate, how are Zhu Wen and Zhu Youqi father and son lately?" ”

Yang Yan and Yang Miao were at a loss for a while, but when they saw the face behind the mask, they were both shocked.

"Li Xingyun!"

The two brothers, Yang Yan and Yang Miao, exclaimed, looking at Li Xingyun in front of them in disbelief.

Before the other party could react, Li Xingyun had already urged the Nine Shadows Xuantian Divine Skill, captured the Yin Qi to protect his body, surrounded by black qi all over his body, and his body had reached Yang Miao's body, raised his hand to pinch his neck, and picked him up.

Yang Yan was shocked back a few steps by the yin qi around Li Xingyun, and at this moment, Li Xingyun had already urged the Nine Shadows Xuantian Divine Skill and began to absorb the internal force essence in Yang Miao's body.

"Ahh Yang Miao's expression was distorted, and he screamed in pain, and at the same time, his originally strong body began to lose weight.

Seeing this, Yang Yan was shocked in his heart, he couldn't care about the difference in strength anymore, he condensed his internal force, the flames in his palm were rolling, and it was extremely hot, and he slapped a palm that was enough to easily melt gold and smelt iron with Fuyang Divine Skill, and hit Li Xingyun directly.

Li Xingyun ignored it, and it wasn't until Yang Yan slapped his palm on Li Xingyun's side that he found that his palm power was blocked by Li Xingyun's protective yin qi and the internal force of the external transformation, and it could not have the slightest impact on Li Xingyun himself.

"You can't break my exercises, let alone my internal strength!

The Xuanming Sect no longer needs your followers, but your internal force of yin and yang, this seat will laugh and accept. Speaking of this, Li Xingyun exerted a slight force and shook Yang Yan's figure back a few feet.

Because the gap in skill was too large, Yang Yan was injured by the power of this shock, flew upside down for several feet, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and fell to the ground, and when he looked up again, Yang Miao's body, which had turned into a dried corpse, was thrown to the ground like garbage by Li Xingyun.

'I'm sorry, I need the power, the power to change everything......

(End of chapter)