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Zong Yang and the three of them went to the Red Cold Palace, while Liang Yu stayed in the small hall, and an uninvited guest suddenly visited.

The guests of the Yin Yang Palace are divided into three classes, the first class guests are worshiped by the Yin Yang Palace, high up like a god in the sky, even if you pray, you may not appear to fulfill it, if you do things for the Yin and Yang Clan, you need the Yin and Yang Clan to come up with things that can be exchanged for equal value, so if it is not a big matter, the Yin and Yang Clan will not easily invite them, and the first threshold to become a first-class guest is the cultivation of land immortals, which makes countless strong people in the world sigh with admiration. The second-class guest Qing was also treated favorably by the Yin Yang Palace, but he belonged to the gods of the land Gongshan and the like, and he was incense to eliminate disasters for others, as long as it was entrusted by the Yin and Yang clan, it would be effective. If any third-class guest is thrown in the world empire, he can open a sect and win the prestige of one party, but in the Yin-Yang Palace, he can only be at the bottom, to put it mildly, he is the eagle dog captive in the Yin-Yang Palace. The person who came was the strongest in the first class, Tang Shiqing, the chief guest secretary.

Tang Shiqing, who was wearing a black Jiao blue background, gave people a gloomy feeling, and hanging on his waist was a wild knife from the Sakura Empire, with a long blue sheath, and the natal object cultivated with the master, of course, it would be contaminated with the master's artistic conception and temperament, this wild knife was not murderous, but full of anger. Tang Shiqing and Liang Xi sat opposite each other in the single pavilion in the courtyard, the dead leaves of the old trees in the courtyard fell, but every dead leaf drifted into the pavilion and disappeared without a trace.

"You're still the same." Liang Wei put his hands in his sleeves and said with a gentle smile, if he didn't wash the boss's feet for a day, his two hands were always a little uncomfortable.

The chief guest secretary completely ignored the greetings of the former chief guest secretary, and his emaciated cheeks were like stone carvings, without any expression.

After half a ring, Tang Shiqing raised his head, just as a dead leaf was drifting into the pavilion, as if time and space were stagnant, and the dead leaf was hanging in the air and was quickly chopped into the subtlety by an invisible sharp weapon, and he finally spoke: "You and I will make an end." ”

Liang Wei shook his head and sighed, "I'm afraid you won't have a chance to win me in this life." ”

Tang Shiqing's eyebrows were full of anger, and he asked, "What do you mean?"

Liang Wei replied: "I have cultivated my life to the end. ”

Tang Shiqing's eyes were glazed, staring at Liang Xuan, his whole body's qi was pressed towards Liang Xuan, and he suddenly sneered: "You keep your promise the most, so when the Yin Yang Palace changes hands, I should have one last chance." ”

Liang Wei smiled bitterly: "You are ruining my righteousness." ”

Tang Shiqing lowered his eyelids and lost four words: "It has nothing to do with me." ”

Hongxia will reflect the ground red, Tang Shiqing is ghostly when he comes, and he is also haunted when he leaves, the ground is his elongated reflection, and the cool eyes are slightly rickety standing at the entrance of the pavilion, and his eyes are full of red glow. The chief guest secretary of the Yin Yang Palace who left has another identity, one of the thirty-six true demons of the red moon, who became a demon only because he was calculated by the enemy, and took the body of his lost daughter without knowing it. Tang Shiqing stayed in the Yin-Yang Palace and sat in the position of the chief guest secretary, just for one reason, that is, to wait for a life and death duel with Liang Yao. Tang Shiqing once said that the demons in his heart are incomprehensible, only death is peaceful, but how many people die because of his death.

Liang Wei passed on the cultivation to Li Xuanzang, didn't he have the idea of getting rid of this crazy demon, he had already gone to the martial arts high-rise building alone to watch the wind and clouds, and now he only had the promise of taking her to walk the rivers and lakes.

On the Red Cold Palace, Zongyang Crow and Yin Yang Snow Concubine chatted for a long time, Yuan Ben lay on the ground and fell asleep very soundly, when parting, the crow picked up Yuan Ben and carried it on her back, Yin Yang Snow Concubine did not send her downstairs, because she didn't like the farewell scene since she was a child.

Walking out of the Red Cold Palace, while waiting for the carriage to come, the crow said lightly: "Big brother, when Concubine Xue arranges for you to meet the head of the Wanfu Sect, there should be a harvest." ”

"Yes." Zong Yang nodded, "There is one more thing, when we return to the southeast gate, you will send someone to draw the words on the remaining six gates." ”

"Okay." The crow had heard Zong Yang mention the divine text on the door, on the east gate

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It was the word "殇", and the word "moon" on the southeast gate was the word "moon", and he also wanted to know what the other six characters were.

"Then you know Lu Beiyou," Zong Yang suddenly asked.

The crow did not answer directly, but looked back at the Honghan Palace under the afterglow of the red glow, and said with a heavy expression: "Coincidentally, I had a relationship with him at that time, but he was killed by the former Dongmen Emperor Murong Fusu by the will of the Yin Yang Palace, and I saw his body with my own eyes at that time, but unfortunately such a chic figure was finally buried in the mass grave." ”

Zong Yang was speechless.

The three got into the carriage and left.

Knowing that the person was gone, Concubine Yin Yang Xue walked to the side of the railing, smiled poignantly after being silent for a long time, and murmured: "I have always kept that farewell letter, the handwriting is like his, but how could I not know that it is not his own handwriting." Brother Tian'er, although you don't say it, how can I not know that he is dead, as long as I keep the letter, I can deceive myself that he abandoned me, and I can deceive myself that he is still alive, how good. As long as I live, there will be him in this world, even if it's just a memory, how good. ”

There are people crying in the Red Cold Palace.

When Zong Yang and the three of them returned to the small hall, they found that Liang Yu was no longer there, and there were words before, and it was inevitable to fight to protect the Yin and Yang Monarch to sit on the throne of the head of the family, so Liang Wei needed to retreat in the Yin Yang Palace for a few days. Without lingering, the three of them planned to leave the Yin-Yang Palace, or the steward led a team of black-armored soldiers to see them off, and the carriage gradually moved away from the Senran Palace City, but Zong Yang's mood was heavier when he left than when he came, and the identity of the crow was known by the Yin-Yang King's Landing, how could the latter give up. No matter what kind of big tricks the Yin Yang King's Landing has, at least he will not easily give up the position of the head of the family, if he finally takes charge of the Yin Yang Palace, then the three brothers of Zongyang will have no room to stay in the City of Innocence, so they must find clues about their life experience in the Yin Yang Palace as soon as possible.

The southeast gate suddenly opened, and the carriage drove straight out, and Zong Yang got off the carriage and said goodbye to the steward in the square.

On the God of Wealth Street, thousands of feet away from the square, someone stepped on his sword and fell heavily from the sky, wearing silver soft armor, and flicked his sleeves and said angrily to the people around: "Get out"

Several more figures flew from high above and landed on the rooftops of the buildings around the silverarmoured men, dressed in strange costumes.

The silver-armored man suddenly roared: "The thousand foxes from the southeast gate come out"

The three of Zongyang, who left the square, did not know about the crisis of Qianhu, and walked towards Caishen Street with a smile, at this moment, a thing swept from the sky, and the shadow covered the pedestrians on the street, and finally fell to the ground one foot high, raising dust and startling everyone back.

Zong Yang stopped and looked at it, this thing was a big ball of flesh in brocade clothes, with a fat head and big ears, with thick arms in front of his chest, sitting on a curved giant sword with an arm wide as a snake.

"Qingluan" Zong Yang was surprised.

The South Gate Emperor Qingluan Yin Owl laughed, and the wide brocade robe swayed, and a gray serpentine vitality came out of it.

"Snake Demon Land Immortal" Yuan Ben said in shock.

Zong Yang's back waist was unsheathed, the black chain was scattered, the crow held the hilt, and Yuan Ben also had an ape god phantom on his body, and the atmosphere instantly cooled.

The pupils of Qingluan's demonic snake eyes stood up, and suddenly burst out with gray qi that was both real and illusory, and the three Zong Yang who were ready to shoot at any time were affected by this gray qi, and their eyes were hollow, as if they were petrified. A snake condensed by ash gas appeared on the three of them, spitting snake letters and swimming, Zong Yang's side was suspended in the air, and among the three, only Zong Yang seemed to be strongly breaking free from some kind of restraint, and the five fingers of his right hand moved.

Qingluan's right arm stretched out, and the snake-shaped vitality on his hand was wrapped around and extended towards Yuan Ben, pulling Yuan Ben in front of him like a telephoto in the air, and his fat right hand with a gemstone ring pinched Yuan Ben's head.

"Three days later, the south gate, give you a chance to save him, don't provoke my words, otherwise there will be no chance." Qingluan coldly dropped these words and took Yuan Ben into the air. 00 collected and organized, the copyright belongs to the author or publisher.