Spring flowers wither, summer rain at the beginning of the break, dripping dew crystalline, lying among the grass and flowers, greedy and fragrant, sweet sleep.

Two or three koi fish leap out of the water and spit out several clear blisters, leaving behind a string of seven-colored brilliance.

The Heavenly Master looked solemn, brushed his long white beard, moved his wrist lightly, and flicked the hook to catch a crystal bubble from the water, looking carefully, the dark moon in the inner world was in the sky, several ivory towers poured into the sea of fire, and countless warships swept through the sky, like migratory birds in the autumn solstice, forming formations from time to time, taking care of each other.

The scorching light bullets of different colors fell into the billowing dust, and under the cover, several huge refining artifacts several feet tall lifted the azure lightsaber, strode into the mist, and slashed out a few sword lights.

An angry roar resounded through the sky, and the huge refining artifact shattered into pieces, and the terrifying creatures that stood up to the sky stepped out of the billowing ashes, wrapped in a thick black mist, wielding the bronze blade of the sword, bringing endless karmic fire, burning everything in sight.

The bubble shattered, the Heavenly Master clenched his fists angrily, sighed that the creation was like this, broke the boundary, and said: "Ni Guang is dead, and the demons are around, can there be a backup plan?"

The old man at the bottom of the sea tapped on the stone wall and said with a smile: "Ni Guang is just the bait to lure the king into the urn, the Kunlun disciple is just a sword used to slay demons, the real trump card has always been in our grasp, want to enter the imperial tomb, the jade seal, the emperor is indispensable, when the Qi country is pacified, it is impossible for Luoyang not to return the jade seal." ”

"The praying mantis catches the cicada, the yellow finch is behind, good. ”

The Heavenly Master nodded with satisfaction, and with a flick of his finger, the endless deep sea leveled out a whirlpool, and the nine-colored streamer poured into the waves, and the looming karmic fire killing and robbery in it immediately disappeared.

Last night, the rain was sparse and the wind was sudden, the flowers on the roadside withered, and the Ni family was condemned for committing chaos in Linzi without the slightest storm, and the people lived as usual, but there was a little more whispering after dinner.

Compared with the market where whispers are circulated, the temple seems to be more peaceful, and death and life are also great, compared to living, what is the so-called old love of the teacher?

The red carpet golden hall, carved dragons around the pillars, wind chimes wearing crimson phoenix clothes, sitting behind the bead curtain, His Royal Highness's ministers forbidden, and the throne under him has never been so stable for a day.

The tree has been quiet, the wind is not stopped, a few wisps of flowing clouds fall from the sky, the rebellious divine envoy jumped down the flying clouds, the green clothes are fluttering, the tips of the hair Yayoi are a little streamer, looking around, the eyes are as sharp as a knife, the frightened attendants outside the hall have knelt down, the head of the chief steward took a deep breath, trembled and frightened, and called out to the hall, "The heavenly palace divine envoy has arrived!"

The voice was slightly sharp, and the minister, who was about to do his best to be honest, lowered his head, and everything in the hall was completely disrupted, and fell into a dead silence.

Feng Ling clenched the phoenix robe tightly, and before she could speak, the divine envoy in the courtyard flew straight into the temple, holding her head high, implying sarcasm.

Seeing that the god envoy was domineering, the only remaining three or two generals in the court couldn't help but cross their eyebrows, and they all fainted before they spoke, and the god made Wan Er chuckle, and his eyes came, and the ministers bowed their heads, and they would die against the sky, in order to live, they had already left behind the "for the country and the people, at all costs".

There are many literati who are not afraid of death, but it is a pity that they do not exist in the court of Qi at this moment.

"Qi Jun, now you and I know the situation, this god asks you, do you want to fight or peace?"

The wind chimes groaned slightly, his eyes swept over the ministers, and he sighed that human nature was cold, people did not dare to fight with God, once upon a time when the human race fell to such a state?

"The country of Qi does not want the people to suffer from the flames of war, and is willing to make peace. ”

"In this case, please Qi Jun immediately cede the ten cities to Yan and Zhao, so as to calm down the incident, and when the matter is over, this god will personally recover the territory for Daqi!"

The left eye of the god emitted a white light of ecstasy, and the hazy light invaded the sea of wind chimes, interfering with the thoughts of the wind chimes.

God's will is supreme, dominating mortals, it cannot be refuted, let alone refused, the matter of cutting the city, this woman has to agree, and if she doesn't agree, she has to agree.

The feeling of lethargy is like the tide rising and falling, constantly impacting the sovereign's reason, the wind chime Su clenched the palace skirt in his hand, stared at the beautiful eyes, pursed his lips, and secretly bit the tip of his tongue, using the heart-rending sting to maintain his sanity, and never compromised.

This is Ziyou's country, as long as she lives, every inch of land cannot be lost!

The king stubbornly guarded the land, but His Royal Highness's ministers had already lowered their heads and lost their holds.

Compared with the two, the divine envoy was even more displeased, the white light of the ecstasy in the left eye dissipated, and the right eye lit up with a soul-snatching red glow, dazzling and disillusioned.

I wanted to leave a glimmer of life for this Qi Jun, but it seems that it is not necessary at this time, this is not the Qin State, and the people here have long forgotten how to hold their heads up, don't say that it is the monarch who kills, even if it is their parents and relatives, how many dare to resist?

The palm of the wind chime gradually loosened, and his eyes blurred, as if he saw the figure of his lover in the golden light reflected in the hall......

It doesn't matter if you die, whether you go like this, your home, or your country, what's the point of sticking to these things without him?

The mind is loose, the stagnant red light instantly fills the entire sea of knowledge, the fantasy glare will reflect the temple in detail, the three souls of the wind chimes are shocked, and the heavenly soul is about to vacate the spiritual sea, the temple of Qi Guozong sounded a dragon chant, the dragon of luck rose into the sky, and the loud chant was long, wanting to awaken the fighting spirit of the monarch!

If the soul of heaven is lost, mortals will die, the people must not be homeless, and the country must not be ownerless!

If Feng Ling hadn't heard of it, she let the heavenly soul leave her body, and at the moment of life and death, the brilliant sword qi attacked from outside the hall, scattering all the soul-snatching red rays in the hall.

Xu Ziyou's appearance disappeared, the wind chimes came back to his senses in a trance, cold sweat soaked the clothes, and the horror of the rest of his life after the catastrophe carried out his heart, his eyes were slightly red, and he was full of sourness and tears.

She is a king, and she can't show weakness.

The divine envoy turned around and paced, urging his spiritual power to straighten out his robes, his eyebrows were full of majesty, and he did not hesitate to kill in his heart, "Who are you?

"God? You also deserve to call yourself heaven? Okay, let's count you as heaven, but this is the world, even if it is heaven, you have to honestly obey the rules for me!"

The person who came stepped into the temple, short hair and white clothes, holding a sword in his left hand, followed by a sword behind his back, Danfeng's eyes were full of coldness, the corners of his mouth were smiling, and his momentum was dusty, with a killing intention, like a fairy and a demon.

The divine envoy narrowed his eyes, and when he saw that the person who came was only in the realm of the grandmaster, he was determined, took a step forward, and pointed to the tip of Luoyang's nose, and shouted coldly: "The vertical son is rude, he is guilty of chaos, and his mouth is speechless, damn it!"

After speaking, his eyes flashed with bright light, straight to Luoyang to know the sea, Sauvignon Blanc, the cold light flashed through the temple, and a sword pointed out like a white rainbow through the sun, like thunder on the ground.

The two-color divine light was broken by the sword qi, and the divine envoy just wanted to withdraw and float away from the temple, a god flew out, dressed in solemn black clothes, short hair and starry eyes, burly and strong, his arms were a few circles thicker than ordinary people's thighs, his body was nearly nine feet but the wind was swift, his palms were surging purple light, and he held Sauvignon Blanc tightly in his hands.

"Luoyang, it depends on the owner to beat the dog, this is my dog, you can't beat it!"