In the drizzling sky, there are many visions, wind, rain, and thunder!

The realm of supernatural powers has already passed through the five elements, holding yin and yang, communicating with the vitality of heaven and earth with its own vitality, causing changes in heaven and earth, and the power is endless.

Although Tang Yinlong has not yet reached the realm of supernatural powers, it is not impossible to forcibly rely on the peak of life to urge supernatural powers, but this supernatural power completely cut off the possibility of his stepping on supernatural powers and damaged the foundation.

But he was very happy, and his smile was wanton, as if he had seen the scenery he most wanted to see in his life.

The rain in the palace with its red bricks and blue tiles and steep eaves is not as vibrant as it is in spring and summer, but it is also bleak.

It's just that Tang Yinlong thinks that the beautiful scenery is not the flowers and trees in the palace, the vermilion walls and blue tiles. It's a floating corpse that fell everywhere on the stone slab!

The floating corpse smashed the stone slab where the palace maids usually walked carefully, spitting water in their mouths, their bodies convulsed, their limbs swollen, and their shapes were miserable.

When thousands of floating corpses appeared inside and outside the palace, as if they had been drowned in water and salvaged for several days, a sour smell instantly spread.

Wen Qingfeng looked furious, it was not easy to run a duel under the feet of the emperor in the imperial city, and it took him thirty years of hard work to do so.

The subordinates who walked into the Tang Dynasty Palace with him this time were naturally the elite of the elite, not only absolutely loyal to him, but also possessed certain abilities.

However, Tang Yinlong used today's rain curtain to kill all these elites, how could he not be angry? The arc around him flickered, and his flying goatee threw out a few drops of rain!

The moment countless swords touched his body, they turned into ashes, and the rain poured them down and turned into a puddle of stains under his feet.

In the midst of the screams, Wen Qingfeng strode in front of the smiling Tang Yinlong, he poked out with one palm, and slammed the neck of the Tang Emperor with the tiger's mouth.

The corners of Tang Yinlong's mouth were bleeding, and his feet were hanging in the air, and he had no power to resist!

Wen Qingfeng, who was furious, did not stop his pace. Walked all the way through the rain curtain under the eaves, shattered the colorful bead curtain in front of the door of the imperial study that the queen mother had strung up herself, and rampaged all the way.

The big hand that shone with a faint blue light began to emit a burnt smell.

Tang Yinlong didn't struggle, still with a hideous smile, and knocked over the familiar things all the way to the huge carved dragon wooden pillar in the imperial study.

A loud roar resounded through the palace, and the round wooden pillars were knocked out of countless wood chips, turning from round to flat.

Countless dust and ash fell on the top of the imperial study like a torrential rain, and countless rare treasures fell on the expensive velvet carpet, and then the glazed tiles began to fall. The study is about to collapse!

The blood in Tang Yinlong's mouth became thicker, feeling the convulsive electric current drilling into his body, looking at the scene of the collapse of the study in front of him, he raised it with his left hand and waved his hand.

Wen Qinglan outside the study was half-kneeling on the steps, the dust on the eaves mixed with the rain made her dirty, she saw her husband's gesture, but struggled to stand up and rushed into the imperial study.

The shattered tiles met Wen Qinglan running unexpectedly. There was a crisp sound that was not loud under this collapse.

A stream of blood flowed down from the show, filling Wen Qinglan's left eye, flowing in the outline between the nose, and smearing a blood red on the white neck.

Wen Qinglan's body shook. Fallen in the imperial study!

Tang Yinlong looked at his beloved wife, and pinched his hands, which had already emitted green smoke and seemed to be ripe from the inside out, on Wen Qingfeng's wrists, and exploded!

Wen Qingfeng didn't know the power from Tang Yinlong. But this power made him a little irresistible.

The hand on the neck is getting looser. Tang Yinlong finally had a little room to breathe, and he opened his mouth as if his face was about to melt, and his upper lip was dripping with blood from his face. Fell on his dragon robe, tumbling and falling to his feet.

A cloud of black smoke came out of his mouth, and the smell of rancid smell erupted, Tang Yinlong used his already shattered throat and said, "I, I want to kill you." ”

Tiles like rain falling splashed around Wen Qingfeng, and Wen Qingfeng didn't know why Tang Yinlong killed him.

He just watched the eyelids on those red eyes fall bloodily, and said softly, "I won't kill Wen Qinglan." ”

Tang Yinlong naturally didn't care about this kind of commitment at this time, of course he hoped that Wen Qinglan would not die, but he most hoped that Wen Qingfeng would die with him.

So, he stretched out his almost skinless arm and slammed it into his chest.

The dragon robe on his chest had turned black, and without the expensive golden-threaded dragon, his fingers suddenly turned into ashes, revealing his originally strong, but now shriveled black chest.

When his palm pierced his chest, the flesh was gone, and only Bai Sensen's white bones remained, but he could still move.

Wen Qingfeng was shocked by Tang Yinlong's ruthlessness, and after a breath, a cloud of filth appeared on Tang Yinlong's white palm, which seemed to be his internal organs.

He subconsciously took a step back, and Tang Yinlong let out a muffled snort.

The electric current and water stains in his body instantly gathered on this bloody and blurred internal organs, and Tang Yinlong used his last life to complete the prototype of his final blow.

The internal organs are the physical medium, and the thunder and lightning powers that Wen Qingfeng has exploded in his body are adhered to them, and he is blessed with the full condensation of his own spirit fusion in water.

When this mass of internal organs filled with flowing water and arcs was thrown out of his hand by Sen Sen's white palm, Tang Yinlong showed a smile that he thought was very good-looking, but because the skin and flesh of his face melted and fell, it looked extremely terrifying!

Wen Qingfeng didn't dodge, after this blow, he felt that he couldn't dodge, and instantly understood that before Tang Yinlong died, his cultivation had already achieved a small success.

When the mass of internal organs touched his clothes, the water curtain suddenly spread all over his body, and the electricity shone brightly from the water curtain, and the imperial study finally collapsed completely!

Tang Yinlong, who was sitting under the pillar, stared at the door of the imperial study where countless dust fell, looking at Wen Qinglan, who was muddy and only half of his face was exposed, but the eyes above the originally terrifying face showed endless tenderness.

Soon after, a drizzle fell into the unroofed and ruined study room.

Gentleness is gone.

The aftertaste remains!

............

The drizzle hit Wen Qinglan's muddy cheeks, which were mixed with blood and dust, and she woke up slowly.

Wen Qinglan supported her body with her arms, saw the dilapidated scene in front of her, and saw the carved dragon wooden pillar lying diagonally in the ruins.

She staggered to her feet, ignoring Wen Qingfeng, who was sitting on the top of the carved dragon wooden pillar and breathing heavily, as if she was a wolf like a chicken in soup.

She came to the crooked and burst roots of the wooden pillars, which were littered with broken tiles.

She tore off her long sleeves, revealing two white jade-like arms, and began to throw the tiles behind her.

The queen mother, Wen Qinglan, was like a crazy scavenger lady who was begging in Shengjing at this time, and noticed that there were treasures under the garbage heap.

In the rain curtain, her back was stubborn and firm, and Wen Qingfeng, who had been hit hard, squinted his eyes and raised his head, looking at the sky where the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the scorched goat's beard on his chin fell off, turning into dust that should be knocked down in the rain.

He sighed and said softly, "Why bother, even if you see him, he is not the one you like, I'm afraid he is just a terrifying carrion!"

Wen Qinglan ignored the enemy who killed her husband, and still discarded the obstacle that covered her husband, and then she saw a head.

The skull is absent, charred black, the pupils are eyeless, the eye bones are white, the jaw is lipless, and the teeth are loose.

Tears erupted in her eyes instantly, she knew that this charred corpse was her beloved husband, and she did not feel any fear in her heart, but continued to pull the pieces of wood around him.

Wen Qingfeng, who didn't have a goatee, stood up, he knew that his time was running out, and with his supernatural realm, it was extremely difficult to calculate the reaction time of the immeasurable and frosty when planning to attack Ouchi.

He must go now, otherwise a cruel effort will be in vain, but before he leaves, he must say a few words, a few words of truth!

Wen Qinglan heard his footsteps in the ruins, but she was still focused on what was in front of her, as if as long as Tang Yinlong's corpse was brought out in the ruins, she could bring him back to life.

Of course, there is no magic magic in this world to bring the dead back to life.

Actually, she just wanted to hug him!

Wen Qingfeng came behind Wen Qinglan, and in the night when the rain was getting heavier, she watched the water droplets crumble into a splash on her curved back.

He hesitated for a moment and said, "Do you know how to enter Shengjing City?"

Wen Qinglan's whole body trembled and she didn't answer, but her body language had already expressed that 'Shengjing City' really existed.

Wen Qingfeng was already satisfied when he got this answer, he didn't hurt the killer, nor did he cruelly stop Wen Qinglan's actions, but said: "Actually, you are my daughter!"

As these words blurted out, there was a sudden thunderous explosion in the sky.

The lightning brightened Wen Qinglan's cheeks full of tears, her body did not tremble at all this time, she was still doing what was in front of her, ignoring Wen Qingfeng.

Wen Qingfeng didn't speak again, but he felt that he was extremely tired, and a corner of his body seemed to collapse like this imperial study, and he turned to leave.

Wen Qinglan didn't say anything about his departure, she finally removed all the sundries around Tang Yinlong, and then she helped him up and hugged him into her arms.

Tang Yinlong in his arms was still radiating warmth, and the white bone eye sockets that had lost his eyeballs were hollow, and they looked even more terrifying in this night.

But Wen Qinglan didn't dislike him, but felt that his eyes were extraordinarily gentle, she hugged him tightly and began to cry.

The saddest cry in the world is not heartbreaking, not hysteria, but an adult who is obviously mentally mature, but cries like a child.

Wen Qinglan hugged her beloved husband like this, her shoulders trembled, her convulsions continued, and she cried like a child.

The cry resounded through the top ...... the Forbidden City. (To be continued......)

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