Dali Temple is a place where the court is imprisoned for repeat offenders, so the streets outside Dali Temple will be particularly deserted at any time.

If it is not for the merchants who are in a hurry to rush the goods, they will generally choose to take a detour.

For fear of being noticed by Rashomon, he will get into some terrible life lawsuit.

So even if the sun is at noon, it still can't bring a trace of warmth to this place.

The seemingly deserted and unpopular Dali Division, the top of the steps was also empty, and there were no soldiers guarding it.

The door of Dali Temple was closed, and Ling Tiansu's figure appeared at the bottom of the steps, holding the Fang Ming Huang small book in his hand.

He looked up at the top of the stone steps and smiled.

Although the cultivators hidden in that space were very good at hiding their aura, there was still a gap compared to the shadow attendants in King Ye's Mansion.

However, this kind of strength is only used to guard the gate of this Dali Temple, which is a little unusual.

In order to save time, Ling Tiansu did not deliberately hide the existence of the Ming Huang Xiaoben in his hand.

Therefore, when he appeared under this stone staircase, it was obvious that dozens of breaths above the stone staircase were locked on him at almost the same moment at that moment.

The dozens of breaths were cold and presumptuous, but when it touched his body.

It is better to sense the bright yellow book in his hand, but it dissipates instantly, and he does not dare to be rude.

Even across these thirty-six steps, Ling Tiansu could feel the sudden change in the attitude of the ten Rashomon guards hidden in the shadows.

The corners of his lips raised slightly, it seems that this bright yellow little book is still very good.

came here in a hurry, thinking about how to deal with Gu Ran's case all the way, and said that he was not in a hurry at all, which was false.

After all, he was only a fifteen-year-old boy after all, although he had the intelligence and cunning of a natural fox.

But in the face of this kind of case involving several major families, it is inevitable that there is still some nervousness.

But the strange thing is that when he is now stepping on the steps of this Dali Temple, holding the bright yellow book given by the Son of Heaven in his hand, he is inexplicably calmed down.

His hurried steps stopped and became gentle, and he stepped up the stairs step by step, a full thirty-six steps.

When he crossed the last step, he was approaching the gate of Dali Temple.

The guards who were hidden in the shadows never appeared.

I could only hear the sound of "creaking...... of wood rubbing, and the door painted with dark red paint in front of me was slowly opened.

Then a cold wind mixed with a faint smell of blood came to his face, blowing his black hair.

Ling Tiansu frowned slightly, his nose has always been sensitive to the smell of blood.

And the cold wind that came out of the door was definitely not driven by the opening of the door, and the faint but long-lasting smell of blood was definitely not wafting from the inside of Dali Temple.

Although Ling Tiansu has never entered Dali Temple, today is the first time.

But he also knew that the dungeon where the felons were held was still far apart from this door.

No matter how cruel the method is, it is impossible to let the smell of blood waft to this point in the bloody punishment.

So, there's only one possibility.

Whether it's the cold breath or the faint but long-lasting smell of blood......

It could only be emanated from the man in black leaning against the dark red lacquer doorway.

The people of Rashomon.

This is the first thought in Ling Tiansu's heart, and his status is not low.

Because when his gaze fell on this man with eyebrows and eyes, an inexplicable chill suddenly invaded his eyes, and his blue pupils became more and more icy blue.

The chill penetrated deep into his brain like a galloping electric current, and then spread throughout his body, as if at this moment, all the blood in his body was frozen and condensed.

Obviously, those who come are not good, and those who are good do not come!

Ling Tiansu's heart was slightly cold, because he faintly sensed that this person's strength was only one step away from An Ruo.

Although most people break the mirror, it seems to be a step away, but it is as far away as a snow-capped mountain.

Breaking the mirror is a big threshold in the cultivation of the heavens, and often the great powers of the ages are defeated in this seemingly small step.

But the man in black in front of him gave Ling Tiansu no such feeling at all.

In the eyes of others, the peaceful realm that others are afraid of but yearn for is just a very simple thing.

Although half of his body was hidden in the shadows, the other half of his body appeared in the sunlight, which was extremely dazzling.

Even if the black clothes seemed to be about to merge with the darkness, even if the dark face seemed to have been dormant for a long time, the pale face was in stark contrast to the gloomy black clothes.

He is like a gem that has been hidden in the darkness for a long time, and when the slightest corner is revealed in the light, it will emit a dazzling light.

At this moment, he gave Ling Tiansu a strange feeling.

His way of cultivation is the opposite of ordinary people.

Those countless people fantasized about taking a step away from breaking through the realm at all costs, but it was as if they were kicked away by him, deliberately suppressing the realm and not breaking through.

Ling Tiansu knew that this was by no means his delusion.

Because even the peak of the Great Perfection Realm of Soul Condensation would not bring him such a great sense of oppression.

Just one look at his face made him feel cold all over his body.

The black-clothed man in front of him had a calm expression, and he took a step forward, his black cold eyes were not stained with a trace of emotion.

He nodded slightly: "Rashomon Xia Yunqiu, I have seen His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

His tone was as flat as his expression, and his voice had a special elegance that was different from his dark appearance.

But it was this attitude of neither salty nor light, neither humble nor arrogant, that made Ling Tiansu more and more sure of the thoughts in his heart.

This person... Very proud!

And when he heard him tell his name, he was even more sure of what he was proud of.

"Click".

As the words of this Xia Yunqiu fell.

It seems to be a response, and it seems to be a mockery.

On the side of this extremely quiet long street, the faint sound of broken ice coming from Ling Tiansu's body was not obvious.

But when it falls on Xia Yunqiu's ears, it is a little harsh.

The gloomy gaze lifted slightly, and he finally landed his gaze on His Royal Highness the prince, his head tilted slightly, as if he was puzzled.

Ling Tiansu smiled, and his hands were slightly bent and stretched to dispel the chill attached to his bones.

Ling Tiansu looked him up and down several times with playful eyes, and suddenly said, "You are very proud?"

The dialogue between the sword and the edge made Xia Yunqiu slightly flustered.

His deep eyes narrowed slightly, and he was silent for a moment, as if thinking about how to answer.

Then he nodded slightly, and said in a very serious tone: "Yes, I am proud. ”

asked very casually, but in exchange for an extremely serious answer.

Because he has always been proud of his summer and autumn, this is not a secret worth hiding.

He suddenly found that he liked the noble-born prince in front of him.

At least compared to the young master of the Gu family, it is much more pleasing to the eye.

Anyone who knows him Xia Yunqiu will put a negative definition on him as cold, ruthless, powerful, withdrawn, cold-blooded, and so on.

Some people will even say that he has low self-esteem, and he is an unfavored concubine, and these definitions are also appropriate for him.

But it is really surprising that His Royal Highness the young prince can see his essence at a glance.

But the next scene made his rarely relieved face sink like a cloudy day in September.

Ling Tiansu snorted and chuckled, covering his stomach with the bright yellow book given by the emperor, looking very funny.

His eyes were melancholy again, his dark gaze became more and more aggressive, and he lowered his eyes: "Is there anything worthy of your amusement?"

He found out that he was actually wrong, this son of the world was as annoying as Gu Jinyan!

Ling Tiansu suddenly restrained the smile on his face, and said: "But your pride seems to be in the wrong place and object, this world really can't understand what you have to be proud of." ”

Most of the body hidden in the shadows leaned out slightly.

The thick black eyebrows were like two sharp swords, diagonally across the sides of his sideburns, such a pair of eyebrows brought a bit of heroism to his pale cheeks, but they could not hide the gloom on his face.

"I don't think your status as a son can affect me in any way, and I don't think there's anything wrong. ”

Ling Tiansu said: "I'm sorry, your pride is your personal emotion, this world has no way to say where you are wrong, just that you used the wrong place, if you don't understand, this world can say more concisely and clearly, that is your so-called pride, in the way of this world's eyes, get out of the way! Don't stand there in the way!"

Ling Tiansu's tone was very unkind, of course, he didn't want to be polite to him.

The chill emanating from Xia Yunqiu's body became more and more intense, condensing from his body. Rolling like a cloud, the frost and cold wrapped him, bringing him a trace of dusty temperament.

It's just that Ling Tiansu obviously felt the hidden forbearance and killing in the cold.

Xia Yunqiu said slowly: "Doesn't His Royal Highness the Prince feel that his pride is more unreasonable than mine?"

Ling Tiansu laughed and said: "You are wrong again, this son has never been proud, but he is just relying on his family background and this imperial gift in his hand to be rampant with you, and these things outside his body are not his own after all, where is there to be proud of, this is very clear to this world." ”

Speaking of this, Ling Tiansu's tone suddenly paused, and he looked straight at him.

Then he said earnestly: "Those who are truly proud, their pride is mostly due to their ignorance, and you ...... It is the kind of proud person in the mouth of this son. ”

Xia Yunqiu laughed silently.

Under the smile, a mouthful of snow-white white teeth did not bring the slightest warmth to his smile, only a cold gloom.

The leg that had just crossed the threshold retracted into the darkness, and did not continue to engage in a verbal battle with him, and the chill around his body was all subsided.

He turned his body slightly with a calm gaze, and said indifferently: "Time is limited, please ask His Royal Highness the Prince to go first and complete the handover task as soon as possible." ”

Ling Tiansu's eyebrows raised slightly, as if he was a little surprised by his attitude.

I thought he would continue to argue for a few words, but I didn't expect to restrain his emotions so quickly, but isn't this just another way of compromise.

At the same time as the corners of his eyebrows sank, the corners of his mouth were quietly hooked, but there was no smug look.

Ling Tiansu stepped over the threshold and didn't look at him anymore, and his figure disappeared into the darkness.

(PS: There is one more tonight)