Shang Yi, Liangzhou.

A feudal king's mansion is located in Liangzhou Jubao Mountain, the style is magnificent, like a small city, covering an extremely wide area.

There are rockeries, forest gardens, and a man-made stream that is miles long, the stream is crystal clear, and many koi fish are raised.

This Shangyi Royal Mansion alone cost hundreds of thousands of gold, and there are a large number of priceless ornamental objects on display, which are diverse and eye-catching.

Shangyi Wang Zhao Gangguang is rich enough to rival the country.

I think back then, he (shēn) was the eldest son of several princes, and he has always been wise and brave, if it weren't for the old emperor (ài) Zhao Gang envy, I'm afraid that the throne of the Son of Heaven would belong to him now.

Among the several vassal kings of the Shengchang Dynasty today, Zhao Gangguang, the king of Shangyi, is the most powerful.

He and his second brother, that is, today's son Zhao Gangxian, are both cultivators, and their realm is not low.

The vassal king in Ping (rì) seems to be inconspicuous, but in fact he is the most scheming, and even rumors have been circulated in the rivers and lakes that he wants to rebel, but it has not been confirmed.

The name of the 魍魉府 under his hand is far stronger than that of the 魍魑阁 (rì).

The "Three Rakshasas" of the Devil Mansion have never changed people so far, they have always been the old three, and this alone makes the Charm Pavilion unreachable.

Not to mention that the mansion master Ling Moying also has a pair of immortal soldiers, the "Abyss Sinking Hammer".

Between the two, the gap is huge.

The Pavilion and the Mansion were built in almost the same year, and each of the two factions worked for the vassal king.

The two brothers, Ling Shimo and Ling Moying, have been at odds since they were children, and they have liked to compete with each other since they were children, but Ling Shimo, who is the younger brother, is always inferior to the elder brother.

Back then, the princes fought for the emperor, and Zhao Gangguang, the king of Shangyi, and Zhao Gangyi, the king of Xiang'an, were on the same front, and they were definitely all the way, so in the ping (rì), the two vassal kings felt (qíng) very well, so the relationship between the Charm Pavilion and the Mansion naturally could not be too stiff, and the two sides had always maintained an attitude of not being angry.

It's just that now the Charm Pavilion is shattered, and the trees are falling and scattered, which can be regarded as a complete achievement of the Dragon's Mansion, and the latter is the title of the first demon path, and no one can threaten it.

In addition, Zhao Gangyi committed suicide in the prison of the Soul Ancestral Hall, Zhao Gangguang deeply regretted this, he still had something to ask this half-father and half-mother brother, but now it has become empty talk.

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In a large garden in the palace, Zhao Yuan, the county lord, and a handsome young man were playing chess in the pavilion.

Outside the pavilion, there are two maids and two servants, who are the entourage of the sisters and brothers in the hall.

The four entourages were dressed similarly to ordinary people, but they were all first-class martial arts realm masters.

The boy opposite Zhao Yuan is named Zhao Yan, the only son of King Xiang'an.

Compared with his sister's (xìng) son, Zhao Yan is much better, he never relies on (shēn) Shi Xuanhe, he is arrogant inside and outside the house, on the contrary, he is very polite, but the boy has a shortcoming that is very annoying, that is, he will talk non-stop, no matter what the topic, he can talk more and more.

Zhao Yan held the sunspot in his hand and gently placed it on the chessboard made by Meiyu, "Sister, you really want to go out on a trip, can you take me with you?"

Zhao Yuan picked up a white child, paused, and then dropped the child, "After a few (rì) will leave." Even if I let you follow, my father won't agree. ”

Zhao Yan seemed to see hope, and said seriously: "If I convince my father, then you will take me out?"

Zhao Yuanyuan said lightly: "No." ”

Zhao Yan, who looked a little similar to his sister, was disappointed and complained: "My father is really eccentric, and he even gave you a fluorite to help you break the mirror, and I am now a little Xuanhuang Realm, and the realm is pitiful, but he won't give him a red flint when I ask him." ”

Zhao Yuan smiled: "Red flint is not too expensive, you can buy it with the money you have saved." ”

Zhao Yan said helplessly: "You can say that red flint is not very expensive, I can't afford it anyway, even if I can afford it, then I have to smash the pot and sell iron." ”

Zhao Yuan sighed, "Then don't buy it." ”

Zhao Yan stopped the chess pieces in his hand and said with a little anger: "Sister, can you be kind to me." ”

Then he slowly dropped the chess pieces, and said flatteringly: "Sister, you said that you are about to go out to travel, this time we sister and brother don't know when we will see each other again, why don't you give me a red flint stone before leaving? With your strength, it should be very simple." ”

Zhao Yuan looked at the chessboard and didn't look up at the younger brother opposite, "Shouldn't I say these words to you, my sister is leaving, and you, who are younger brothers, don't know how to give a farewell gift." ”

Zhao Yan glanced at this sister who always bullied her, and then delicately landed a sunspot.

Zhao Yuan's white son suddenly fell into a dead end, she frowned, and after a moment of silence, she said indifferently: "I'll ruin a move." ”

Before Zhao Yan could speak, she had already changed the position of a chess piece, "Okay, it's your turn." ”

Zhao Yan was helpless, and continued to fall, "Why don't you lend me that half-immortal soldier of yours first, if you take it out for a tour, it will inevitably be seen by people, and it will definitely cause trouble because of it at that time, so it is better to leave it to me for safekeeping." ”

Zhao Yuan turned a deaf ear and concentrated on studying the chess game.

Zhao Yan continued: "I heard that our Uncle Wang died in the Soul Ancestral Hall, but I didn't expect that there really is such a place in this world. The grapevine said that the second prince Zhao Shenghan would go to Xiang'an to become the king next, and I don't know if it's true or not. ”

"Sister, will you still participate in the next Jiangling Fight, I will definitely participate anyway, and when the time comes, I will also sit on our father's war horse Shanhai, the venue of the next Jiangling Fight should be the turn of Medicine Valley, alas, but I have to stay up for another three years during this period, and the time is really a bit long." ”

"It's all my father's fault, it wasn't what happened that day, I won't be allowed to go to Xuanyun Temple with you, it's good, I missed a great show in vain, you said let me go even if I don't participate." This year's Jiangling Fight is really a fight between the gods, not to mention the several major forces in the past, this year is a 'divine flower', which is really strange. ”

"Sister, how did you kill that half-immortal soldier at that time......

Zhao Yuan finally showed an angry face, "If you talk again, I'll whip you!"

The reason why she was angry was that on the one hand, her ears were about to be cocooned, and on the other hand, the situation on this chessboard, even if she had ruined a son just now, she was still at a big disadvantage.

Zhao Yan stopped for a moment and muttered: "If you don't let you say it, you won't let it be said, what is the murder." ”

The boy didn't seem to think about it, and left a son at random.

Zhao Yuan stared at the chessboard, his face was dark, and he said impatiently: "What is a broken chess, don't play, you can play it yourself." ”

After that, the woman stood up (shēn) and walked away quickly, followed by the two maids.

Zhao Yan continued to sit in place, looked at the chessboard, and said to himself: "I have already let you go." ”

In this chess game, Zhao Yan was not serious at all, every time he made a move, he played on the spot and never hesitated.

He has been smart since he was a child, he learns everything quickly, and his chess skills are also exquisite, he and his sister apprentice to the same person, this person is named Yuan Yao, is the strategist of Shangyi Wangfu, and he and Ling Moying are known as Zhao Gangguang's right-hand man.

This strategist of the vassal prince's mansion had said a long time ago that Zhao Yan's future was far better than Zhao Yuan's, which is why Zhao Gangguang usually disciplined him extremely strictly, and He Zeng didn't want him to inherit his mantle in the future.

Zhao Yan slowly separated the black and white chess pieces into the chess jar, and after cleaning up the chessboard, the handsome young man called the two servants and left the garden.

Because the vassal prince's mansion was so large, Zhao Yan, who wanted to go back to his room to meditate and practice, walked for half an hour before arriving at his destination.

Coming to a small exquisite courtyard, Zhao Yan asked the two servants to leave on their own, saying that this meditation would take at least one day, and there would be no need for two servants to accompany him.

As soon as the handsome young man pushed open the door of the house, he saw a crystal clear and shining red stone.

He immediately picked up the red flint, looked left and right, and was excited, and then he couldn't help but smell a faint fragrance in the room, and the young man quickly understood.

"My good sister, she is still the same knife mouth and tofu heart as always. ”

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In a secret room (yīn) in the Shangyi Palace, there is a thin middle-aged man sitting on a stone seat, which has a bit of a throne meaning, a little domineering.

In addition to this thin middle-aged man, there were two men and a woman standing side by side in front of him.

Each of these three people has a token engraved with the words "魍魉府" around their waists.

The four people in the secret room all have a bit of a sense of ghosts, and I am afraid that just one glance can scare the child into crying.

A withered old man with a skull cane in his hand, his face was pale, and he was extremely ugly, this person was the one who had brought the county lord of Shangyi back from Nanzhou before.

A strong man of five big and three thick, bare-chested, nine feet tall, stood between the old man and the woman like a little giant, burly and majestic.

This person has incomprehensible characters tattooed on top and bottom, densely packed and very penetrating, and only a pair of eyes can be seen on his whole face, and if you look closely, his eyeballs are full of small words.

This person's name is Fang Luoli, and he is so taciturn and terrifying that he almost only talks to the short middle-aged man in front of him, and the rest of the people ignore it.

The woman who looks like a ghost is named Yuluo, her clothes are thin, she only wears a translucent black gauze dress, and she looks at it so much that people think about it, but the three men in the dark room are unmoved, she and Wuhui have also been to the Tianxiangjiang tide together before, and that time she entered the bottom of the tide and gained a lot.

The three people standing here are the "Three Rakshasas" of the Dragon's Mansion, and the short middle-aged man sitting there is naturally the master of the Dragon's Mansion, Ling Moying.

Ling Moying, whose face was like the bark of a dead tree, looked wicked and asked, "How many Martial Green Realms have been sent out this time?"

Yuluo said softly: "Eleven Wu Lu Realm, nine Ying Orange Realm, a total of twenty people. ”

Ling Moying said: "There is a monk from the Battle Blue Realm in this group, do you think these twenty people sent out can successfully bring the Divine Flower back?"

Wu Hui smiled and said: "Even if these twenty people are sent to death one by one, it is enough to kill the monk of Xuanyun Temple, as long as this monk is eliminated, the remaining few people will be easy to say." ”

Yuluo echoed: "In that group of people, except for this monk who is in the Zhan Lan Realm, the rest of the people are the highest in the Ying Orange Realm......

Ling Moying leaned back on the stone chair and said, "Don't be careless, otherwise you will almost be killed like my stupid brother." ”

Wu Hui said: "The younger brother of the mansion master was saved by the Tower of Babel, and it seems that it was the hand of Lord Candlelight. ”

Ling Shimo nodded, and then admonished: "Remember, this kind of thing (qíng) can be said here, and when you get outside, Hugh has to mention it again." ”

Wu Hui nodded slightly, "Subordinates know the measure." ”

The lights in the dark room flickered, and the horror permeated people.

After a moment of silence, Ling Moying ordered: "Luoli, why don't you go to Xiang'an too, I still don't worry about these twenty people." ”

The burly man had a strong voice and said a good word.

Wu Hui instructed: "The monk of Xuanyun Temple has comprehended the blood soul armor, don't suffer when the time comes, strive for a quick victory, don't let him make the blood soul armor." ”

Fang Luoli turned a deaf ear, and the old man with a skull cane smiled helplessly, it was really incomprehensible (qíng).

Ling Moying stood up from the stone chair and said, "Just listen to the one who has no return, when the time comes, fight quickly, and then go early and return early." Let's go now. ”

The burly man took the order and left.

(End of chapter)