A wisp of divine thought is in reincarnation.

In the study, Xia Ziyu's main eyes were slightly closed, sitting upright, and the purple gold divine light around her body bloomed like a blazing sun.

Si Yueshan had tried to get closer, but as soon as she approached, she was locked by an extremely powerful qi machine.

Horrified, she had to mumble back to her seat.

She really couldn't figure out that the boy in front of her, who was only seventeen years old, turned out to be the Taoist companion in the second half of her life.

This is special, the point is this guy, there are really a lot of women around.

I have to send it to the door myself.

Feeling a little loveless, she sat in the seat angrily, biting Sydney hatefully, and venting her resentment.

My own teachers have found themselves an errand.

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South Pluto.

In the middle of the tomb.

Phantom Yunshu and Dao Yan are still comprehending the way of the coffin on the sacred mountain.

Phantom Yunshu cultivated, Dao Yan glanced at it, looked at Phantom Yunshu's figure, and sneered, "It's such a handsome little lady, it's a pity, the old Taoist, there is no such blessing." ”

After that, he cultivated unexpectedly.

He doesn't know how much older he is than Phantom Yunshu, and he is a very thick-skinned person, so he won't be angry with Phantom Yunshu.

Even if Phantom Yunshu said that he was not cheeky before, he just laughed it off.

A few days passed, and he didn't interrupt Phantom Yunshu, shamelessness was a little shameless, but over the years, he knew that there were still some existences on this continent that he couldn't afford to provoke.

The woman in front of her can be described as stunningly beautiful, and if she looks at her temperament, she knows that she is not a good match, if she angers Phantom Yunxuan, when the time comes, the world will be big, and I am afraid that there will be no hiding place for yourself.

Back then, he Daoyan was just a disciple of the Liu family in Huaizhou, but he was hunted down and killed for thousands of years, and even now, he didn't dare to step into Huaizhou again.

The Holy Land Clan, can't be provoked.

Dao Yan smiled bitterly for a while, then turned his head to look at the crystal coffin, "I don't know what era this is, and what is the formation prohibition placed on it?"

In today's mainland, the saint does not come out, he also knows, he is the strong man of the Emperor Zun Realm, but he is a casual cultivator, so he has to climb up step by step.

During this time, he had comprehended and seen too many prohibitions on the formation method, but as he thought about it, everything was changing, and he was just taking the essence and observing the core of so many formations, prohibitions, and the avenues on them.

His Dao has been finalized, once he entered the emperor's realm, and he has already cultivated his own avenue, and now even if he sees that no matter how powerful the Dao is, he can only learn from each other's strengths.

His formation cultivation is now advancing by leaps and bounds, as for his own cultivation, he has not made much progress, but above the formation avenue, he has even touched the threshold of breakthrough.

But he always felt that something was missing, so he didn't dare to slack off.

If he can break through the saint realm in this tomb, then after he goes out, he won't have to worry about the people of the Liu clan continuing to hunt him down.

Thinking about it a thousand years ago, he was also a disciple of a heaven-level force, but he met that damn disciple of the Liu family.

Heaven-level forces, although they are heaven-level, but the gap between them cannot be calculated.

Although he sincerely apologized, the Liu family still couldn't let him go, and even destroyed the sect where he was located.

In order to protect him, the sect sacrificed everything, just to exchange for his Daoyan to live.

That's all.

It's not that he didn't think about revenge, but his qualifications were all destroyed in the great battle between the sect and the Liu family.

Completely became a waste.

Fortunately, he found another way, changed his appearance, and became a formation mage.

A formation mage who has long been extinct on the mainland.

With this layer of identity, he escaped the pursuit of the Liu family again and again.

After cultivating for thousands of years and returning to the Emperor's Realm, he still didn't dare to face the original demons.

Fortunately, if order is re-established today, he has a chance to breathe.

The fact that he was not born above the saint gave him a great opportunity.

He even heard that on top of the Tianjiao Conference in the Wasteland, an emperor of heaven and earth appeared.

To say that he Daoyan has no ambition is pure nonsense, and the hatred of the sect will never be forgotten in his life.

Even if a thousand years have passed, he can still be scared half to death when he sleeps.

Countless unjust souls, those are thousands of unjust souls, all because of him, they were killed.

Now, he contemplated the prohibition and the formation, and waited for the day when he could meet the emperor of heaven and earth.

I heard that it was the young master of the Qin clan, and he didn't deal with the three clans of Huaizhou, even if the chance of meeting him was slim, he had to give it a try.

As long as you can break through the saint realm, you may be recognized.

At that time, he was qualified to argue with the Liu family, and even one day, he could set foot on the land of the Liu family and avenge his master, uncle, and even his brothers.

Let them rest in peace under the Nine Shadows.

Contemplating the forbidden formation, he continued to condense the imprint with his hands, and a hazy brilliance bloomed in his hands, but in this hazy brilliance, there were a series of formations, these formations seemed to be out of order, and they were not forbidden formations, and Dao Yan seemed to be doing it casually.

However, if someone who is proficient sees it, or Xia Ziyu who has experienced the illusion, will definitely find that Dao Yan has acted this time...... It turned out to be creating a formation forbidden.

As a person who specializes in formation prohibition, Dao Yan knows about thousands of large formations, but now, he wants to take the initiative to create his own formation way.

Dao Yan knows very well that all inheritances are inheritances after all, not their own way, only their own way is the only one.

Whether it is a magic spell or a formation, only one's own things are one's own, and those handed down by others are never one's own.

Every cultivator, who has reached the pinnacle of wine on the Great Dao, who has not created a magical spell in his own hands, is unique and unparalleled in the world.

Others, after all, belong to others, and they are the inheritance of the Dao Law, and they may not be as handy as the Divine Channel Law created by themselves.

The most important thing is that Dao Yan was awakened by the action of Phantom Cloud Shu breaking through the big array with a sword before, and his previous formation prohibitions were all obtained by him from the secret realm everywhere, and naturally he also had a way to crack it.

Although he didn't know how a little girl in the quasi-emperor realm broke through his big array, but if there was really an enemy like this woman, how could he have a way to live?

A person who cultivates the formation, the formation prohibition is broken in an instant, what other means can he use to kill?

Compared to mana and supernatural powers, how could he compare with those holy land clans on the mainland?

Dao Yan had already felt it in his heart, and after being split open by the Phantom Cloud Relief Sword Array, he then saw the fresh formation prohibition everywhere in the tomb, and since then, the idea of creating a formation prohibition has risen in his heart.

There is ambition in his heart, not only revenge, but also to create the next unique formation, such as those peerless formation emperors before the eons, even if he breaks through the sky and leaves, the people of the future generations are still unbreakable, even if it is those holy land clans, don't think about breaking the formation he left behind.

It's a pity that learning formations is easy to learn, but the difficulty of creating formations is not overwhelming and creating a Taoism.

In half a month, Xia Ziyu walked from the north of the West Fire Spirit Continent to the capital, Dao Yan's formation was still just an outline, he had been contemplating it for a long time, and even the shadow of the formation prohibition had not appeared.

Dao Yan withdrew his eyes, and suddenly, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the forbidden formation of the coffin.

"This saint prohibition, if you can touch a little, it shouldn't touch anything, right?" Dao Yan smiled, a little confident, he already had some experience, it was not the first time he had done this.

He had been like this all the way to the depths before, so that he would neither disturb the forbidden formation nor have any accidents.

A little light fell on the formation prohibition of the crystal coffin, and in an instant, the forbidden formation roared, and countless divine lights rushed into the sky, and the entire tomb trembled slightly.

This movement woke up the phantom cloud who was cultivating, and looked at this Dao Yan with cold eyes, and said coldly, "Old Taoist, what the hell are you doing!"

Phantom Cloud was a little annoyed and glared angrily.

Dao Yan hurriedly turned his head and said with a smile, "It's okay, the old Dao is just a feeling, there is only a slight shock, and it will not touch the power of the formation prohibition!"

Just as he spoke, Dao Yan seemed to see Phantom Yunshu's sluggish expression, especially those cold eyes, which turned out to be a little fearful, as if he was alive and seeing a ghost, in fact, even if he met a real ghost, Phantom Yunshu would not be so out of shape,

Dao Yan turned his head a little dazed and confused, and looked at the Shun Phantom Yunshu, his gaze fell on the crystal coffin.

Suddenly, the blood on his face disappeared in an instant, Dao Yan looked at the coffin, opened his mouth slightly, and cold sweat the size of a bean grain oozed from his forehead.

After a while, sweat rained down, and his heart was heartbreaking, and he roared: What the hell?

I saw that in the crystal transparent coffin, on the wrinkled face of the old man in the coffin, the closed eyes had opened a gap at some point, and then, the gap in the eyes became larger and larger, blooming with a crystal light, like two sharp swords breaking through the darkness that had been chaotic for a long time.

This saint has been buried, lifeless, and I don't know what era it is.

Lived!

In this large tomb located in the Southern Underworld Divine Continent, there is actually a ...... buried

Living saints!

When the dead saint opens his eyes, what could be more terrible than this.

How incredible it is for the strong to say.

The ants said, the saint was angry, and the rivers and mountains were stained with blood, how could the ants under the two saints be able to compete.

In an instant, thousands of thoughts appeared in Dao Yan's heart.

It was the phantom clouds, and the mood slowly calmed down.

A saint who had been hidden for a long time, or a saint who had not yet died, suddenly woke up and saw that someone was digging his grave, and he also touched the formation prohibition he had laid down, not to mention, they were not only touching the saint, but the coffins of most of the people present.

Even mortals, when they learn that their ancestors' graves have been dug up, they will be furious, let alone a saint and a strong man?

At this moment, Dao Yan felt that he was going to die, and he longed to go back in time, go back to the moment before he touched the crystal coffin, and cut off his fingers.

Let you fucking owe, now it's okay, test it, and end up tempting a saint to come back to life.

The saints are alive, and now they are probably the ones who are dead.

He didn't want to die.

If the revenge is not avenged, how can you die.

Phantom Yunshu also had a kind of trepidation at the beginning, the panic that the premonition came true, if she could, she would rather not have this kind of conjecture before before and it would not come true at this moment.

The old man in the crystal transparent coffin opened his eyes, looked at the two of them, his eyes were turning, and the depths of his pupils reflected the figures of Phantom Yunshu and Dao Yan.

You can see that in those old eyes, it seems to be silent and dead at the moment, but it seems to contain the waves of the angry sea.

But the old man in it didn't move, he just watched quietly, as far as his eyes could see, but Dao Yan didn't dare to move at all.

Phantom Yunshu was thinking about how to break the game, although she already had a plan in her heart, she still felt a little unsafe, so she didn't move.

For almost a quarter of an hour, this was Dao Yan's most torturous period.

The anger in the old man's eyes slowly dissipated, and he looked at the two of them, but he didn't speak, and he didn't do anything else.

"Girl, this ......" Dao Yan panicked.

"You leave first, I'll keep an eye on him!" Phantom Cloud said indifferently.

Dao Yan was stunned, and his afterglow fell on the eyes of the old man in the coffin, and in a state full of fear, he moved his steps tentatively slightly.

One step, the eyes of the old man in the coffin also moved, falling under Dao Yan's footsteps.

Dao Yan didn't dare to move, he said tentatively, "Senior, junior is just here to comprehend the formation prohibition, not to do something that damages yin morality by digging graves. ”

As he spoke, the old man in the coffin was still in the coffin, his eyes moving from Dao Yan's footsteps to Dao Yan's body.

There was no response, only a pair of eyes moved slightly, but Dao Yan's scalp exploded instantly.

Suddenly, he gritted his teeth and directly turned into a long rainbow and swept out of the sacred mountain, flying in the sky.

He couldn't wait to use all his strength at this moment, and a large array appeared under his feet, and after just a few breaths, he appeared on the periphery of the tomb, patting his chest and looking at the coffin on the sacred mountain, and said in his heart: It's dangerous.

And in the light of his eyes, Phantom Yunshu had a flat expression.

The eyes were indifferent, perhaps more like they had expected it.

Dao Yan was stunned, he looked at the figure of Phantom Yunshu, and there was extreme disbelief in his eyes.

That's a saint, that's mighty, in the realm of a saint, it's not a weak person.

A saint who has been buried in a coffin is now alive, this little girl is such a posture?

Nothing?

Dao Yan looked at Phantom Yunshu, and finally, he turned around with bitterness.

Phantom Yunshu is still there, but he slipped away first, no wonder his state of mind has not been able to break through.

In a flash, he thought about it a lot, and his heartstrings relaxed for some reason.

I'm afraid that there is something hidden here, if the saint in the coffin wanted to kill them, he would have killed the two of them a long time ago, why would he only move his eyes in the coffin.

After some consideration, he chose to turn back, and when he approached the sacred mountain, Dao Yan still gritted his teeth and hesitated, although his heartstrings were loosened at the moment, there was still some unavoidable fear.

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On the other side, in the study, Xia Ziyu was still in the reincarnation of divine thoughts.

On the streets of Kyoto, a teenager, a youth.

Xia Ziyu thought for a moment and looked at him, "What if someone from the royal family intervenes in this matter?"

Situ Changfeng paused, slowly put the noodles brought to his mouth back into the bowl, picked up the wine bowl and took a sip, then looked at Xia Ziyu and spoke, "If the royal people intervene, what will happen to you?"

"Kill!" Xia Ziyu replied coldly.

One word, it makes the air around it feel like it's going to freeze.

Situ Changfeng smiled, with a slight tremor in his eyes, and then shook his head slightly and said, "This is your style of acting, but have you ever thought that since these people dare to make a move on you, it means that they are absolutely sure." ”

"Maybe the power of the royal family was nothing to you before, but now it is tantamount to a behemoth. ”

"Moreover, there are monks among them, if there is really the shadow of those sects outside behind this, what should you do?"

Xia Ziyu's expression still didn't change at all, and he didn't choose to answer these questions, but asked, "Will you make a move on me?"

"No!" were two very firm words, without the slightest hesitation.

"That's enough, as for who wants to kill me, and who is behind it to help in secret, I will naturally find out!" Xia Ziyu said, "Since they want to kill me, then I'll let them kill me, but whether they can kill me depends on their ability!"

Situ Changfeng looked at him and asked, "You want to go head-to-head?"

"I hate to hide, I'm in the open, they want to kill me, they just do it, I'll do it one by one. Xia Ziyu said indifferently.

Situ Chang was in a hurry and did not continue to talk about this topic.

"You've grown a lot taller in the past two years, and your momentum has become more compelling. Situ Changfeng said with a gesture.

"Two years, but it has passed quite quickly, I have been stationed on the frontier for two years, and when I came back, I only saw an empty house. Xia Ziyu sighed.

Situ Changfeng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and patted Xia Ziyu on the shoulder, "My home is your home." ”

Hearing this, Xia Ziyu looked at Situ Changfeng, got up and said, "Sit in the room, I have something to tell you!"

He suddenly thought that since this prince was here, he might be able to pull out some things, and Situ Changfeng had some power in his hands, let him check it.

The two walked into the lobby side by side, Xia Ziyu sat on the main seat, looked at the courtyard outside, and said softly, "Last night, I killed a lot of people here, and the last monk blew himself up!"

When Situ Changfeng heard this, he looked at the courtyard outside and shuddered, but he heard that Si Ming said the scene last night, he really didn't know what kind of strength Xia Ziyu had to kill all those killers.

There were a total of two hundred and seventy-eight corpses in the Xia Wang's Mansion last night, and each corpse was almost killed by a sword, without the slightest mercy.

This kind of iron-blooded killing, even if it is a border battlefield, is not as good as it.

This eighteen-year-old boy has such a decisive heart, which makes his heart tremble, he has always wanted to win over Luo Jingyu in his heart, but Luo Jingyu has always had a salty and indifferent attitude.

In the past, because of the existence of the Xia family, he didn't dare to have the slightest evil intention, originally thought that after the Xia family left, Xia Ziyu, who was alone, must be in his pocket, and if he didn't obey, he would get rid of it.

However, reality directly gave him a severe beating.

That's more than two hundred lives, and they were all slashed by Xia Ziyu's sword, and they didn't even seem to blink their eyes.

He hurriedly put away his careful thoughts, and hurried to meet the prince, even if he could not use it for himself, he must not be alienated.

Situ Changfeng's face changed, and he sneered, "Those people are so bold that they dare to attack and kill you in King Luo's Mansion!"

"It's okay for you to do it, otherwise I'll die of sadness!"

Xia Ziyu didn't care about Situ Changfeng's 'deep affection', and then spoke, "Just two hours ago, your father and I were attacked and killed by Jianghu killers on the top of Minshan Mountain, and the last person who died mentioned a surname. ”

"What surname?" Situ Changfeng's face changed suddenly, and he looked at Xia Ziyu and asked anxiously.

"Xiao!" Xia Ziyu spat out words like thunder.

Situ Changfeng frowned, and said, "Xiao, do you want to talk about the people above the court?"

Xia Ziyu bowed his head and laughed, "Yes, a Xiao surname who can mobilize arrows, do you say it's funny?"

Situ Changfeng's heart was furious, he rarely saw Xia Ziyu smile, he usually looked cold, and people didn't dare to approach.

Although the young man's smile seemed to make people feel full of sunshine, in this cold and windy season, it seemed even more chilling in the heart and chilling down the spine.

He still clearly remembered the last time Xia Ziyu smiled and directly broke the limbs of a minister's heir, and he is still lying in bed, unable to take care of himself.

According to Xia Ziyu's words, "Kill or bury!"

Situ Changfeng had a hunch in his heart, this emperor was afraid that he was going to make a wave, this lord, it was best not to provoke it, otherwise it was the same thing whether he lived or not.

Xia Ziyu's smile meant that someone was going to be unlucky, as long as it wasn't him, fortunately, he didn't have any grievances with this lord.

Situ Changfeng exhaled deeply, feeling a little depressed, looked at Luo Jingyu and said, "Do you want to find out that person?"

Xia Ziyu's slender fingers tapped on the tabletop, "Of course you have to find it out, this ghost is not alive, I need your help." ”

"After the deed is done, I can do one thing for you, as long as it is not to kill innocent people, slaughter people, and rebel!"

When Situ Changfeng heard this, he shook his head slightly, "I'll help you check the matter, I don't have anything to do for you, you just owe me a favor!"

"Yes!" Xia Ziyu bowed.

"I'll go, don't you know how rare your Prince Xia's favor is?" Situ Changfeng howled, and then he spoke, "There are only a few people in the court who can mobilize arrows, and now that you and your father are excluded, there are only two left." ”

Situ Changfeng analyzed it, gradually frowned tightly, looked at Xia Ziyu and said, "I suddenly discovered a very serious matter!"

Xia Ziyu nodded and motioned for him to speak directly, he also wanted to know what was a serious matter.

"The rest of the people who can mobilize the arrows, one is the great general Han Xiaozi, and the other is the national teacher Lu Ming!" Situ Changfeng said slowly.

"And then?"

He knows all this, and he doesn't need Situ Changfeng to remind him.

"There are two major Xiao family families in the hands of this national teacher, not only that, but under this national teacher, there are also two other two families in the imperial capital, these people are all students of the national teacher, and they are all in contact with each other.

Xia Ziyu tapped on the table, thinking to himself, he didn't think about these things carefully, but now that Situ Changfeng said it, Luo Jingyu felt more and more that the water in this court was deep.

The officials protect each other, and the existence of a powerful government and the opposition protects those students below, and it is extremely interesting to have a relationship with each other.

So is that surname Xiao the Xiao family under the national teacher?

"You go and check the accounts of the arrows first, and by the way, give me the information on the forces controlled by the national teacher, I need to investigate, if it is really what you guess, then....... I'll get rid of them all!" Xia Ziyu said coldly.

Seeing Xia Ziyu get up, Situ Changfeng was shocked in his heart, and said secretly, "This guy, it's not going to be directly into the National Teacher's Mansion, right?"

Xia Ziyu looked at Situ Changfeng's shocked expression, and said, "It's not as serious as you think, I'm just going to ...... Visit, that's all!"

"That's all! I'm afraid you don't know how much the national teacher hates you to the core, you go to visit, and you can't make a storm in the city?"

Situ Changfeng could only say these words in his heart, and as for what Xia Ziyu wanted to do, it was not up to him to intervene.

The wind and snow are flying in the sky, like poplar catkins sprinkled on the world.

Xia Ziyu stood in front of a mansion, looking at the low-key and solemn gate, which seemed to have no luxury, but the plaque on the gate was already priceless.

"National Teacher's Mansion, I just don't know if the National Teacher will be surprised after seeing me!"

There are some things that need to be seen before the truth can be known.

Some killings need to be done in person to know the flaws.

Winter rain or winter snow.

Night slowly fell, and a Xuanmo cloak walked on the long street.

Cross the main street and walk through several alleys.

As far as the eye can see, the figures are already sparse, and lanterns are hung on the streets, illuminating the path of the forerunners.

Alone in shape, with his hands in his sleeves, he walked slowly, and the shadow pulled under the faint light of the elder.

In front of that figure, it seemed like a road with no end in sight.

"Although the road is far, there is light, and the line will be reached; although the thing is difficult, the companion will do it, and the long road will see the dawn!"

The young man took three steps and paused, and sighed, "If you don't return from this trip, then you won't return!"

One step, two steps, three steps......

The young man's footsteps never stopped, and he only heard the voice, "Why don't you come out and see it?"

After half a ring, the young man was slightly stunned, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Hey, it's still gone, you go, from the streets, when you hand the sword, the movement is a little smaller, this is the imperial city. ”

The young man seemed to be talking to himself, and he seemed to be talking to people, but he only heard his voice and did not see him.

And the boy himself stopped, three feet away, under the faint light, the sharp edge appeared.

"You're here!" said the young man.

Raising his eyes to look at the figure in front of him who couldn't see his face clearly, a black armor, a long sword with cold light, and a Shura mask on his face.

"This trip, to kill you!" the voices of men and women could not be heard slowly coming from under the masks, and the sonorous sound like the collision of swords resounded in the long streets and alleys.

The boy shook his head slightly, and continued to move forward, faster and faster.

Three zhang, fleeting.

By the time the Shura mask turned his head, the young man had already fallen beside her, "You can't kill me, you have never killed me, let alone come?"

Click!

With a slight sound, the Shura mask split into two pieces and fell to the ground, revealing a face that amazed all beings.

Three thousand green silks flew in the cold wind, there was not the slightest ripple in the light of his eyes, and he turned to look at the young man's distant figure, "Xia Ziyu, you bastard, you are still like this after so many years." ”

The young man paused slightly, and spat slightly, "Yes, then, I'm sorry? Why bother?"

As the words fell, the young man's figure had disappeared into the long street, and only the long shadow pulled by the light was reflected on the ground.

The figure in black armor picked up the Shura mask on the ground, and tears fell from his eyes, "This was obviously given to me by you, but now you have cut it off, do you really want to be so ruthless?"

Hei Jia turned to look at the long street under the faint light, and strolled forward, "This time, I will accompany you, even if you will drive me away later!"

The young man finally walked out of the long streets and alleys, the front was clear, the snow behind him was dotted with blood, and the Xuanmo robe was stained with blood.

The young man looked up at the night, the falling snowflakes, his eyes were a little confused, and he shook his body slightly and continued to move forward.

He met the national teacher, but what was the result?

The two clashed for a long time, but they still didn't find the result he wanted.

The words of the national teacher Lu Ming vaguely sounded in his mind, "We are just chess pieces, playthings, maybe the entire dynasty is just a thing in the palm of your hand." ”

Xia Ziyu's heart was not calm, he didn't find his own answer, and the national teacher didn't find his own answer.

The whole dynasty was enveloped by a treacherous cloud.

It wasn't just him who was assassinated, they could only survive like prey in this game.

"Plaything, prey?" the boy murmured.

The only thing that answered him was the cold wind of the evening, and the boy left, and since the world did not give him an answer, he went to ask for it himself.

In the long street behind him, corpses were lying on the ground, and the figure in black armor gradually walked out, but the figure of the young man was long gone.

Xia Ziyu walked in front, Heijia walked behind, and she finally caught up.

Back at the mansion, Xia Ziyu stopped and looked at the two figures waiting in his mansion, one figure was wearing a dark red official robe, and the other figure was Situ Changfeng.

The two of them were startled when they saw Xia Ziyu's appearance.

Situ Changfeng hurriedly stepped forward to support Luo Jingyu, "Why did you come back like this?

The voice was hurried, helping Xia Ziyu to walk towards the mansion, his afterglow fell on Hei Jia, and when he walked to the mansion, he asked, "Lord Wang, ...... this woman?"

Xia Ziyu shook her head helplessly, "Let her in!"

After Xia Ziyu returned to the mansion, he went to change into a brand new clothes, and then walked into the lobby with a white robe, looking at the black armor and said, "Go and change your clothes, Shura Jia, do you want to scare the people in the city to death?"

Hei Jia took his shirt and left, and Luo Jingyu looked at Situ Changfeng and the middle-aged man in the majestic official robe and said, "I didn't expect the national teacher to come here." ”

National Teacher Lu Ming, with a pair of thick eyebrows and big eyes, looked at Xia Ziyu above you and snorted coldly, "Xia Ziyu, I really wish you were dead!"

Xia Ziyu disagreed, and said, "The national teacher didn't come here just to curse me for two words, right?"

Situ Changfeng said as a result, "Lord Wang, we are here for one thing, and the arrows have eyebrows." ”

Xia Ziyu rubbed her wrist and turned her head to look at the two, "Who is it?"

"Xiao Jin!" Lu Ming and Situ Changfeng said in unison.

When Xia Ziyu heard this, his eyes shook slightly, and a look of pain appeared in his pupils, "Then did he make a move?"

Situ Changfeng naturally knew who the person in Xia Ziyu's mouth was, it was not Xiao Jin, but his son, a scholar who was arrogant and arrogant a few years ago, Xiao Moshu, a little scholar who walked the rivers and lakes with a sword.

Lu Ming shook his head slightly and said, "A few years ago, after Xiao Moshu came back, he was already closed, as for whether to make a move or not, we can't judge it or not, but we can be sure that my student made a move!"

Unspeakable sadness, their own students want to kill themselves, only sorrow.

Xia Ziyu looked at Lu Ming and said, "If I kill him, will the national teacher stop him?"

Lu Ming opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he stopped talking and fell silent.

"I'll go with you!" a female voice like a yellow bird sounded outside the lobby.

When a few people heard the voice, a woman dressed in white walked into the dim lobby, with clear and bright pupils, curved willow eyebrows, long eyelashes trembling slightly, fair and flawless skin revealing a faint red pink, and thin lips like rose petals delicate and dripping.

The devilish figure was vividly displayed under the white clothes, and she smiled at Xia Ziyu, "Childe, is it okay?"

Xia Zi glanced at it indifferently, "What are you going to do, the Shura armor has been removed, so you can stay alive!"

Situ Changfeng's eyes wandered over the woman, and he exclaimed, "Lord Wang, where did you pick it up?"

The woman glared at Situ Changfeng coldly, and a few words popped out from between her teeth, "Prince, go pick it up and try it!"

When the words fell, the atmosphere in the lobby was a little colder, Situ Changfeng shivered, tightened his neck, and the woman's eyes fell on him like a sword, cold and terrifying.

Lu Ming looked at the woman and said, "The monk entered the Heavenly Wind, have you ever had a customs clearance document?"

The woman looked back and smiled, "Isn't the national teacher stupid, in today's heavenly wind, monks still need to clear customs documents to enter the country?"

Lu Ming's eyes contained anger, and he was choked by a sentence and didn't know what to say.

Xia Ziyu looked at a few people and said, "I'm going to the Xiao family, you guys go back!"

Situ Changfeng looked at Xia Ziyu and said in surprise, "Now, what are your injuries?"

"It's okay, I'm fine, since the news has been confirmed, then starting from the Xiao family, I will overturn this game of chess!" Xia Ziyu said coldly, and the snowflakes in the mansion seemed to be frozen at this time.

Lu Ming sighed and didn't say anything, just shook his head slightly.

Situ Changfeng groaned, "If something happens to the Xiao family now, I'm afraid everything will start to change!"

Xia Ziyu sneered, "What I want is a change, since Tianfeng will become a Shura field, then if there is no change, how can I break the game?"

In front of the mansion, Lu Ming and Situ Changfeng looked at the distant figure, Situ Changfeng sighed and said, "How good it would be if everyone was like him in the heavenly wind, why should I worry about the wind of heaven and the wind of others?"

Lu Ming smiled bitterly, "A thousand miles and a soldier, standing side by side, a hundred generations and a saint, it is difficult to follow the heels!"

Situ Changfeng turned his head to look at Lu Ming and asked with a smile, "What did the national teacher say to the prince before?"

"It's good that the prince still doesn't know, so don't ask about these things. Lu Ming sighed, turned to leave, and said softly, "It's useless to be a scholar!"

Situ Changfeng looked at the gradually falling snowflakes and muttered, "Freezing three feet, it's not a day's cold, and scholars are actually not useless, sir, you're wrong!"

Xia Ziyu and the woman walked in the snowy alleys, and the sound of crunching sounded in the alleys.

"Shura Jia, ten thousand ghosts are afraid, the blood of all beings, and the people are safe!" Luo Jingyu said softly.

The woman suddenly raised her head, looked at Xia Ziyu's side face, and asked with a smile, "Childe, do you think I shouldn't come here?"

"It really shouldn't be!" Luo said with a shocked feather.

The woman was silent, a pair of slightly forceful wrapped in sleeves, and in the invisible sleeves, snow-white hands were slightly red, "I've been looking for you for a long time, and I finally found it, but you're still a bastard as always." ”

"You sent me thousands of miles back then, and when I left, I said that I would come to you, I have always kept the mask you gave me, and I have worked very hard in cultivation, I can help you now!"

The woman lowered her head, but she didn't see her toes, and the snowflakes falling on her chest were cold, as if falling in her heart.

Xia Ziyu was slightly stunned and said, "When I sent you away back then, it seemed to be winter!"

He turned his head and rubbed the woman's head, and smiled, "Actually, I'm very happy, but it's a pity that I'm just a lonely person now, and there are many dangers around me......"

Before the words fell, the woman laughed, "I'll accompany you, in fact, you really look good when you smile, the same as before, it hasn't changed." ”

Xia Ziyu sighed, "Hasn't it changed?"

He turned his head suddenly, his voice became cold, and he looked at the closed vermilion gate in front of him, "What hasn't changed is the sword in his hand!"

The snow struck, and the two of them rose up like a rainbow and landed in front of the gate.

"Xia Jiaxia Jingyu, come to visit Lord Xiao!"

The sound was like thunder, and the imperial city moved in anger.

In the Xiao family's mansion, countless killers were secretly arranged.

In the lobby of the Xiao family, the lights were bright, and several Xiao family figures sat in the lobby, everyone's faces were pale, and their hearts were like ashes.

In addition to the Xiao family, there were several other people sitting, all of whom had extraordinary bearings, and the aura on their bodies was extremely depressing.

They looked at the brazier in the middle of the lobby, where a pile of wooden signs was burning.

The charcoal inside has long since burned out, and now these wooden plaques are the life cards of the people who were killed not long ago.

The four members of the Xiao family stared at the brazier with ugly faces, and the other middle-aged people with extraordinary bearing did not have much change in their eyes except for their ugly expressions.

Because for these people, people are dying every day, but they are just ants, and when they die, they die.

"A few immortal masters, what should we do now?" the gray-haired old man asked in a deep voice above the main seat.

Several immortal masters told them before that as long as the situation was laid out, it would be easy to get rid of a hairy boy who had no foundation.

But now, the dead soldiers cultivated by their Xiao family have died one after another, and even the people sent by several immortal masters have died a lot.

The snow is falling heavily, and the fluttering snowflakes gather together, but they can bend the branches, which makes people feel dull in their chests.

Obviously, their plans have failed time and time again.

An hour ago, several immortal masters came together, carrying long swords and dusting in their hands, looking so unhappy.

The news that could be brought made the Xiao family unable to sit still, and the thunderbolt-like news of nine days has been echoing in the minds of the Xiao family.

At that moment, Xiao Jin, the head of the Xiao family, was sitting on the main seat, his eyes were cracked, his eyes were bloodshot, and his pale hair was messy, staring at the fate card that was thrown into the brazier by several immortal masters.

I wanted to draw the young man's blood and eat his flesh, and his wrinkled face was twisted together, hideous and terrifying.

At his age, he should have already looked down on the world, and living one more day would be God's extrajudicial mercy, so why be afraid of death?

But he was unwilling in his heart, he wanted to bring his family to the top and make the Xiao family stand at the top of Tianfeng like the original Luo family.

For this reason, he ignored his old face and groveled to recognize Lu Ming as a gentleman, wanting to seek a way to transform.

He refuses to die, why can his Xiao family only become a vassal of others, and Lu Ming is a good old man who doesn't know how to change.

Wholeheartedly for the country and educate the world.

He is not, he can do whatever it takes to achieve his goal, he said that if he can't move Lu Ming, he can only think of his own way.

He will sit under one man of the heavenly wind above ten thousand, and even his husband must be respectful when he sees him.

He waited for a long time, and finally came across the opportunity in his lifetime.

The existence of the Xia family is not only his dissatisfaction, nor is it his family's fear.

He worked hard to lay out, and with his youngest son who was less than twenty years old, he had a relationship with the Xia family.

became close friends with the only son of the Xia family and wanted to climb the high branches of the Xia family.

Even so, the Xia family has never looked at his Xiao family squarely, and only handed over his youngest son.

This made him feel uneasy and resentful.