The eunuch brought the person and left by himself, without saying a word to Lu Yun during the whole process.

"System, check-in!"

"Detected: [Zongren's Mansion]."

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Eight Transformations of the Divine Dragon!"

As Lu Yun expected, this time the system sign-in really allowed him to get the top-level Body Forging Realm exercises.

According to the Vientiane Martial Saint, the "Divine Dragon Eight Transformation Sutra" is a forging body realm technique created by the martial arts sages for the seven-clawed dragon spirit, a top-level melting gold, which can condense eight different forms of armor, which can be called supernatural and extraordinary.

"Now you can try to break through to the Forging Body Realm!" Lu Yun said happily.

But what surprised Lu Yun was that the seven-clawed dragon spirit refused to come out alive or dead, and no matter how much he drove it, it would be useless.

"What's going on?" Lu Yun was a little panicked.

If the seven-clawed dragon spirit is unwilling to cooperate, then it is equivalent to that the two sign-in rewards are all in vain, and he has to find the cultivation techniques and gold of the forging realm again.

Just when he was at a loss, the seven-clawed dragon spirit flew out and circled in front of Lu Yun's eyes.

Lu Yun always felt as if it had something to say to himself.

Really.

It pointed to the seven fingers on its paws, and then two more in the free space.

"What do you mean?"

Lu Yun's eyes lit up: "Do you want to say that you will wait until you evolve to the Nine-Clawed Dragon Spirit before cultivating?" ”

The seven-clawed dragon spirit seemed to understand Lu Yun's words, nodded happily, and blended into Lu Yun's body with a brush.

Lu Yun, who figured out the reason, didn't completely put his mind at ease, after all, things that could make the seven-clawed dragon spirit evolve were available but not available, so where should he find it?

In a tall hall.

Zong Ling sat on a dark wooden chair carved with strange beasts, playing with the walnuts in his hand, and the whole person was silent.

The eunuchs behind him stood in the shadows, their whitewashed faces and their crumpy bodies making the environment full of a strange and solemn atmosphere.

"What is Yan'er doing?" After a long time, Zong Ling asked.

An old eunuch stepped forward, caught Zong Ling's outstretched foot, and took off his shoe cover with great effort, while another eunuch brought a chair from the corner and concocted it in the same way, and the two of them kneaded Zong Ling's thigh.

"If you return to the sect order, the third prince has been outside, what exactly is he doing, the little ones don't know, but he once asked someone to come back and report that he wants to surprise you."

"Surprise? This kid has a heart! The wrinkles on Zong Ling's face arched, and he smiled: "Among all the dragon sons, the three princes are the most filial!" ”

Speaking of this, his voice changed: "Lu Yun, that little thing who doesn't know what to do, dares to do anything wrong with the support of Xichang, and doesn't take our royal family in his eyes, this time he has to be locked up for a few days!" ”

"Yes!"

The old eunuchs agreed in unison, but they didn't dare to slack off in their hands.

"Ouch, light, my old bones can't stand up to your strength."

"Yes."

The other side.

Concubine Wu went to the West Factory and asked to see Cao Ronghui by name.

"What, you said Deacon Cao went out on a mission?" Concubine Wu Niangniang wondered.

How could it be such a coincidence?

"How long has he been out?" Concubine Wu's tone was slightly anxious.

"Back to Niangniang, Deacon Cao has just gone out, and it is estimated that it will be less than half a pillar of incense." The factory servant on duty at the gate replied.

"Just went out ......," Concubine Wu muttered to herself.

"Thank you father-in-law."

"You're welcome."

Concubine Wu Niangniang looked at the gradually falling sunset, and had no choice but to return to the palace.

At the gate of the capital division.

The convoy engraved with the logo of Anton's palace slowly traveled, Li Pingce sat on the horse at the front with a solemn face, and the guards around him saw him and bowed their heads one after another.

"I've seen the prince."

"Hmm."

Li Pingce nodded, and his eyes looked at the carriage behind him from time to time, could it be that there was some treasure hidden in it?

Edict of Prison.

A dark shadow flashed in front of its door and quickly vanished, but it alerted the guards.

"Who dares to trespass on the edict!"

"Stop!"

The guards ran in the direction where the shadow had disappeared, leaving only a few to guard the door.

After a while, there was a sudden smell in the air.

"It smells so good! What does it taste like? ”

"Not good!"

Thump! Thump!

With the sound of a few falling to the ground, the black-clothed figure Shi Shiran entered through the gate just now.

Looking at her graceful figure and the vastness of her chest, she seems to be a woman.

I don't know why, there is no one in the heavily guarded edict prison at this moment.

The figure in black came to the prison where the Nine Emperor Princes, Li Qishuang, was held, and took off his hood.

A tear mole in the corner of the eye was particularly eye-catching.

She turned out to be Queen Dugu!

"Frost." Queen Dugu shouted at him, her tone seemed to be different from the past, with a hint of strangeness.

"Mother!"

Li Qishuang, who was distracted by the batch, stood up from the ground, hurriedly threw herself on the railing, and stretched out her hand to hold Queen Dugu's hand tightly, as if she was afraid that she would run away.

"Help me! Help me! ”

At this time, the Nine Emperor Princes Li Qishuang was unkempt, and he was no longer the same as before, and now he couldn't even notice the rustiness in Queen Dugu's tone.

and the affection hidden under the heartache eyes.

What kind of look is that?

If you had to compare it, it would be like a farmer in a field looking at the wheat that was about to be harvested.

"Frost, good." Queen Dugu's hand slowly brushed the cheeks of the Nine Emperor Princes, gently wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes for him.

"Mother, I'll get you out."

"Hmm!" Li Qishuang nodded heavily, his face full of excitement.

"Wait!" A question suddenly occurred to him.

"Where's my father?"

Hearing this, Queen Dugu smiled, that smile was so gentle, so maternal.

Anyone who sees it can't help but rush into her arms.

Indulge in her love.

"Shuang'er rest assured, my father is discussing with the Xuantian Lord, and he is not in Beijing now. The guards in the edict prison were also transferred away by the people who had been arranged by their mothers a long time ago. ”

"Well, that's good! That's it! Li Qishuang shouted excitedly.

After a long period of detention, his spirit seems to have become more extreme than ever.

"Mother, why don't you let me out?"

"Frost ......"

Queen Dugu looked at his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Get a good night's sleep." ”

"Huh?"

Just when Li Qishuang was wondering, an unknown fragrance poured into his nose.

"Mother, you ......"

Thump!

He collapsed, unconscious.

Queen Dugu carried him alone, walking like a fly.

What no one expected was that the queen mother, who had lived in the deep palace for a long time, turned out to be a martial arts master.