Mishui Palace.

A bewitching woman is lying on her side on the couch, covered by red veil, and you can faintly see the charming spring light exposed under the brocade jade silk.

Under the soft bed, a giant wolf with a black body and horns like a deer raised its head and glanced up, whimpered a few times, and then swept towards the disciples who kept coming to report the news with scarlet eyes. The woman on the bed did not turn around, but stretched out her toes as white as green onions and hooked the ears of the giant wolf. The wolf then lay down in pleasure and went back to sleep.

"Palace master, it has been ascertained that the death of King Wenchang is related to the Fat Dun'er Sect!"

"Fat Dun'er teach?"

The palace master of Mishui Palace was half incredulous, and he didn't look back, "What do you mean? I want to know how King Wenchang died!"

Without waiting for the disciple to retreat, then someone waved his hands, walked forward with his head down, knelt on one knee and said crisply: "Qiyu Palace Master, the prince passed on the book, King Wenchang was assassinated by the Fat God Sect with witchcraft, which humiliated the emperor's face, and specially ordered the Mishui Palace to go to Fengming City to strangle the Fat God Sect." ”

"Fat God Sect? Fat Dun'er Sect!"

The cold fragrant shoulders of the palace master of the Mishui Palace were suddenly trembling by the flower branches of the anger, and the jade foot kicked the head of the giant wolf fiercely, and the disciple who said that the Fat God Sect was the Fat Dun'er Sect was suddenly frightened and turned pale, and hurriedly begged for mercy: "The palace master spares his life, the palace master spares his life!"

"A bunch of rubbish, even a name is wrong!

When the wolf received the order, he was extremely excited, and his upper lip curled up into rows of folds, revealing his sharp, thin fangs, and suddenly the man stood up, and its body changed into a human body, only the head remained as it was.

The werewolf grinned, picked up the screaming female disciple and jumped out of the Mishui Palace.

The rest of the disciples seemed to be accustomed to this, and some of the charming women stared at the werewolf's face with excited looks.

"Qiyu Palace Master, Luoyang Gate Tianxuanzong also sent two Gate Masters and Helmsmen to Fengming City, but they have one more task than us, eradicate the Demon Sect! ”

"It seems that the news of the princes is faster than ours!"

The palace master of the Mishui Palace turned around, revealing half of his charming and peerless face. It's just that the other half of the face is hidden behind the copper face, which makes people deeply curious.

"Pass the order, let the intelligence spies start infiltrating the princes' spies from now on. After speaking, she stroked her cold mask, and her eyes showed all kinds of doubt, "The prince won't let us be enemies of the Demon Sect, it seems that the immortal master has defected." It's also strange to say that the immortal master bet on King Wenchang, but let King Wenchang die in his rabbit nest, it's really strange!"

Mishui Palace and Fengtian God Sect have always been incompatible.

Hundreds of priests of the Fengtian God Sect were all dug from the corners of the Mishui Palace, and in the face of the loss of masters in the palace, the Mishui Palace had no countermeasures. Even the entire palace is secretly proud of becoming a priest of the Fengtian God Sect, but they love and hate, jealous of those corners that have been dug up.

In order to avoid the loss of talents in the sect, the palace master of the Mishui Palace specially tamed a vicious wolf, which was specially used to punish those female disciples who made mistakes.

At this time, in the city lord's mansion of Fengming City.

Fengxuan King Cui Xiuran indifferently swept towards the two heads on the coffin, one was the cool shopkeeper of Zuixuan Building, and the other turned out to be Zhuang Manwan.

King Fengxuan's slightly narrowed eyelids couldn't stop trembling, and this trembling seemed to be contagious, from top to bottom, straight to the corners of his upturned lips.

Before the contemptuous smile dissipated, King Fengxuan suddenly trembled, hurriedly dismounted, and almost fell crookedly.

As if carrying Wanjun Mountain, he staggered to Zhuang Manwan's head, holding the already stiff head and crying silently. King Fengxuan desperately held Zhuang Manwan's head in his arms, and suddenly, he raised his head and roared out with an open mouth and an "ah".

"Ahh

The green tendons on Cui Xiuran's neck burst out, his red eyes were full of murderous aura, and he was furious at Xue Jiaoniang.

King Fengxuan was definitely not so sad when the old city lord died, who was this woman named Zhuang Manwan, who made King Fengxuan sad like this.

The prince Mo looked at it coldly, he was not afraid of King Fengxuan's sudden attack, but he had a trace of pity for King Fengxuan.

This pity comes from Daji, and the pain of losing a loved one will always be remembered by him.

With the passage of time, this feeling was infinitely magnified in Wang Zimo's heart, and it turned into a wisp of inner demon wrapped around his chest.

The prince choked silently, watching King Fengxuan sacrifice a spear and stab it into his chest, the Yuan Force in his body suddenly did not obey the call, as if he was stuck in the mud and turned around and was blocked everywhere.

Xue Jiaoniang didn't expect Wang Zimo to really stand there stupidly and let people kill.

Seeing that Wang Zimo didn't move for a long time, he hurriedly patted him on the back, and then pulled Wang Zimo aside by the collar.

The red tasseled spear grazed Wang Zimo's chest and stuck it on the ground, King Fengxuan walked over step by step, stared at Wang Zimo and asked, "Why did you kill Wan'er?"

At this time, Wang Zimo came to his senses, looking at the red-tasseled spear that was still shaking on the ground, his eyes were full of horror. Just now, I was bound by the demons in my heart, but fortunately, my aunt made a timely move!

The prince looked at Xue Jianniang silently, "Auntie." ”

"Liang shopkeeper judges, King Fengxuan should know better than anyone else in his heart. If I hadn't found out in time, I'm afraid that it would have been Bai Su who had been beheaded on the execution ground in the west of the city, not the middle priest of the Heavenly God Sect!"

Xue Jianniang was as cold as ice, Wang Zimo had never seen her so angry.

"The middle priest was unfortunately killed when he was saving Bai Su, but I didn't expect King Fengxuan to not even let go of the corpse, and he wanted to cut off her head, is it really that I am a soft persimmon in the Heavenly God Sect, can I pinch it casually?"

Xue Jiaoniang was the high priest of the Fengtian God Sect when she was in Jiuli, and lived in the Jingzhou Helm all the year round, and the high position was respected by the whole sect. It can be said that Xue Jiaoniang's feelings for the water rudder are no less than those of the Jingzhou rudder.

"Auntie......"

The prince didn't know how to comfort Xue Jianniang, and that day Xue Jianniang said that Bai Su was sleeping at home, and the prince believed it by default. I didn't expect her to really go through the ghost gate, if it weren't for the priest in the Fengtian God Sect to protect her, Bai Su would probably have been sleeping!

"What happened to Bai Su?"

Xue Jiaoniang shook her head, "It's okay, it's just that I was slightly injured and frightened too much, and I can heal after a few days of rest." ”

Bai Su is kind-hearted, and the last thing he wants to see is to fight and kill. The little girl often said, "Brother is not allowed to fight anymore." Hanging on his lips, the prince agreed with a full mouth, but he didn't expect to hurt his sister again.

However, the command of the priest ......

Wang Zimo's eyes turned red suddenly, and his eyes were full of murderous intent when he looked at King Fengxuan.

"Why kill Wan'er!"

King Fengxuan stretched his neck, he was not Xue Jianniang's opponent, so he naturally targeted Wang Zimo.

"She's just a child, why did you kill her? Why?"

"How can I explain to my mother?"

Zhuang Manwan is Cui Xiuran's younger sister, who followed her mother's surname, and is the closest person to him besides her mother.

"Bang dang!" Xue Jiao Niang threw a curved bow on the ground and said indifferently: "Sneak attack on the young master of the Holy Sect, it's not a pity to die!"

The prince suddenly understood.

It turned out that this woman named Zhuang Manwan was the assassin who was standing on the top of the drunken Xuan Tower and released cold arrows just now. Unexpectedly, she turned out to be the younger sister of King Fengxuan.

There will be brave men under the great reward.

Even Wang Zimo himself didn't expect that his head would be so valuable in the eyes of the world, and even a weak woman who was powerless wanted to get a piece of the pie.

After learning who the woman was, Wang Zimo not only did not sympathize, but was more happy.

King Fengxuan wants to kill Bai Su, Bai Su is the sister of Prince Mo's treasure, which is a dead knot that cannot be dissolved in Wang Zimo's heart. But King Fengxuan's sister wanted to kill Wang Zimo, but she never thought that she would lose her head instead of killing someone.

Isn't that ironic?

King Fengxuan must die!

Anyone who wants to hurt Bai Su must die!

He and King Fengxuan looked at each other, and their incomparable fighting intent came out high. The two flew to the roof in unison, each sacrificing his weapon, and the battle was about to break out.

At this time, the entire Fengming City was shrouded in bloody rain.

In the Celestial Cult, the Decay Water Rudder is purging traitors. A movement to purge religion arose.

A big man was walking down the street when he was suddenly dragged into a claustrophobic alley and lost his life. A woman poked her head out of the green building, the red handkerchief in her hand was swaggering, and before she could call out to the guests, her head was taken off, and before the head hit the ground, she was caught by the black-clothed man running on the street, holding her and disappearing.

All kinds of acts happened in every corner of Fengming City.

Xue Jiaoniang wants to turn this Fengming City into her own territory, take Fengming City as a starting point, spread to Jingzhou, and at the same time rely on the natural barrier of Fengming Pass to block Shiluan who comes back from Kunxu.

This is a big deal that is not known to the prince!

The hunting north wind drove the black clouds to roll, like overturned ink, covering the mutilated last quarter moon. The crescent moon that occasionally showed half of the corner was dimly yellow, and then it was obscured by the increasingly bent canopy of elm trees, casting a patch of uneasy shadows on the roof.

The cold raindrops fell, and at first it was cloudy, and within a few moments it was the size of a soybean. If it only rains for a short while, the wind will stop. The bright moonlight fell and shone on the ground, and the puddles of water sparkled brightly, and the scenery in the distance was as bright as dusk.

Looking at the two people fighting equally on the roof, Xue Jiaoniang puffed out her pink cheeks and shook her head and sighed.

She knew that the prince had completed the two rites, and that the foundation had been strong and solid for two days. Xue Jiaoniang didn't know that Wang Zimo had an encounter in Dajue Temple, but she was sure that Wang Zimo always lacked a breakthrough to break through the consummation of Liangyi and enter the ......

Thinking of this, Xue Jiaoniang stroked her forehead helplessly, she didn't know what realm Wang Zimo would step into next.

Five planets?

It seems that he has already completed the five elements.

Six gods?

The honest little turtle was taken out by Shenxiao Lei Gong, and the road of the six gods could not be followed.

"Hey, I can't figure it out! It's really nerve-wracking!"

Xue Jiaoniang simply didn't think about these headaches.

Wait and see what happens, anyway, Wang Zimo's cultivation has risen steadily, and if he comes, he will be safe, just accept it calmly.

With the flip of her wrist, Xue Jiaoniang skillfully threw out the cold sky that had never been shown in Kunxu, with a crisp sound of "ding", under the frightened eyes of the servants of the City Lord's Mansion, the lids of the two coffins were pried open together, and then a bewitching woman walked out of the coffin on the left.

"Good work, Priestess Hime. ”