The wind and snow were blowing, and the Great Banyan Temple trembled.

Time seems to stand still.

The entire temple was empty, and all the monks went to Lanling City with the mission, and the only one who came, except for His Royal Highness, was Yi Xiao'an.

The door was closed, blocking Yi Xiao'an from the door.

The black layman's clothes fluttered in the wind, Yi Xiao'an stood outside the door, did not push the door, tied the two black horses under the tree outside the temple, propped up his oil-paper umbrella, stood quietly in the wind and snow, and waited for the door of the temple to open.

She looked at the Great Banyan Temple, in the ancient atmosphere, there seemed to be some unreasonable breath, like a demon, and like a ghost, terrifying, across a wall, she could also smell the monstrous hatred of those breaths.

"It turned out to be the little brother's Tantuo statue......"

She murmured softly: "You evil spirits, you should have been robbed forever in the ghost gate, and you have been sinking for thousands of years, and now you are only separated from the world by a wall, no wonder you are so crazy......"

The corners of the woman's lips raised slightly, and she said with a smile: "It's just that you, it seems that you hate the person who oppressed you so much, but you can't rush out, and even if you rush out, you can't help him." ”

Yes.

Those evil spirits are like crazy, constantly impacting the courtyard wall of the Great Banyan Temple, even Yi Xiao'an, who is standing outside the temple, can sense the evil aura in the ghost gate, stacking up layer by layer, but can never break through the confinement, can only be trapped in the statue of Tantuo Bodhisattva.

These ghasts naturally want to break out of here.

But even if you fight and scatter, you will never be able to fulfill your wish.

So they hated one person very much.

Suppress the people of the ghost gate.

Outside the temple is comfortable, red walls and white snow, and I don't know how long it has been in the temple.

Yi Xiaoan waited for the door to open.

His Royal Highness walked out of the temple.

Looking through Xiao Chongding's back, you can see the white light in the Buddha hall like day, ten thousand ghosts converged, a young monk sitting on a futon, hands folded, eyebrows and childish, closed eyes and sitting quietly, demeanor like a mountain.

Yi Xiaoan smiled and asked, "What did the little senior brother say to you?"

Xiao Chongding looked up at the black-robed girl in front of him, frowned and said with some doubts: "I said everything...... Again, like, nothing was said. ”

"It's like, I've forgotten everything. ”

His Royal Highness looked back at Qingshi and saw that the cold in his body was gone, and he was no longer tortured as in his memory.

No matter how hard he tried to think about it, he couldn't remember what had just happened in the Buddha hall.

Yi Xiaoan sent himself a short section of the road to Chuyang Guan Valley.

When the woman in the black layman robe saw her off, she asked, "Your Highness is going to Lujia Town on this trip?"

Xiao Chongding said exactly.

Yi Xiaoan lowered his eyebrows and said seriously: "Lu Jia has blood light, His Royal Highness is good at doing it himself." ”

His Highness was stunned.

......

......

Lujia has a blood glow.

In the heavy snow in Lujia Town, there was indeed a faint color of blood, flowing out of the threshold of the City Lord's Mansion, snake-shaped and twisting, dyeing a red path in front of the City Lord's Mansion.

The king of Xining stood in the palace, and the accompanying masters stood outside the city lord's mansion as if they were facing a great enemy.

Wind and rain at night.

In the two rows of eaves outside the city lord's mansion, one after another black-clothed figures gradually appeared.

There were some snow trails on their bodies, their eyebrows were white, and they were holding arm crossbows, and at this moment, one hand was pressed on their forearms, and the crossbow arrows that were ready to be fired were slowly aimed at the man in the open space of the City Lord's Mansion.

Gu Shengcheng's voice was not loud.

Everyone can hear it.

"What if I say...... I didn't kill people, do you believe it or not?"

King Xining shook his head.

"In that case...... the new lord of the Western Regions smiled, "Then it's on my head." ”

Gu Shengcheng raised his head, his gaze swept over the eaves in the distance, and asked softly: "It's a guest from afar, you want to kill me, is it possible that you won't let me fight back?"

The king of Xining looked solemn and raised his arm, so the two rows of crossbowmen who were lying on the eaves behind him slowly put down the crossbow arrows.

"Huaiyang Hou!"

Gu Shengcheng raised his voice suddenly, his voice was like a knife like a cold wind, blowing through people's bones, he stretched out a finger, and with a "poof" sound, two long swords inserted under the ribs of Huaiyang Hou were pulled out, and after being pulled out by an invisible huge force, two sword lights crossed in the air, and returned to Gu Shengcheng's feet.

"He wanted to kill me. ”

So I killed him. ”

Gu Shengcheng's voice was calm, and he asked softly, "That's it." ”

The King of Xining narrowed his eyes, accompanied by Gu Shengcheng's void point and drawing his sword, and the Marquis of Huaiyang, who was nailed to the wall beside him, fell to the ground with a "bang", and the body was still warm, but the two long swords were pulled out, but there was no blood.

As the largest vassal king in the northern territory of Qiliang, the king of Xining vaguely felt ...... I don't want to think about it so simply.

The cause of Huaiyang Hou's death is somewhat strange.

With so many people present, they died almost at the same time before and after, except for Gu Shengcheng, who else had cultivated to a powerful place, who else here could do this?

All of them died from the bleeding of the Seven Holes.

Such a cause of death can only be done by a great cultivator who is out of the body with Yuan Li and has a rich background, and oppresses the acupoints with Yuan Qi.

King Xining frowned and took a deep breath.

He raised his head and looked at Gu Shengcheng, who was standing in the heavy snow.

The City Lord's Mansion in Lujia Town, originally thought that because of the demonic power, there was no snow that could fall, but at this moment there was a thin layer of snow on the ground.

Gu Shengcheng was dressed in light clothes, his eyebrows were lowered, and he said, "King Xining, you and I both want peace, you might as well wait a little longer before the Lanling City delegation arrives." ”

He raised his head, slowly looked in a certain direction of the mahogany eaves of the City Lord's Mansion, and muttered, "Look...... How?"

......

......

Mahogany eaves.

Yan Zhi saw the oppressive gaze, she sighed, the voice almost came out, her mouth was firmly covered by a big hand, she subconsciously wanted to struggle, but the person behind her didn't know when to stick up, with great force, cut her hands back, held it down, and then pressed her voice to the lowest, and said viciously: "You are crazy...... Don't want to live anymore?!"

Yan Zhi turned her head and was shocked to see Huang Hou's face.

The little marquis of An Le first glared at her viciously, and glared at her until she didn't dare to make a sound, then slowly let go of the hand covering her delicate red lips and made a gesture not to move in front of her lips.

"'He' has already seen us......" Huang Hou narrowed his eyes and said thoughtfully: "Now that there are many great cultivators in the Spring and Autumn Period, Gu Shengcheng, who is the new lord of the Western Regions, should be able to be included in the top five, and I am afraid that even the great god general of Lanling City is not his opponent." ”

Yan Zhi gritted her teeth and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Huang Hou smiled lightly and silently, and his voice was extremely soft: "Yanzhi Great Beauty, what are you doing here?"

When Yan Zhi heard this, her face changed suddenly, she quickly glanced around, and saw that she was not pretending to be a man, the softness of her chest that had lost her restraint at the moment, and her curvy body were all unreservedly exposed under the tightness of the night clothes, and then saw Huang Hou's ill-intentioned eyes, and scolded angrily: "What's the matter with you, disciple!"

The voices of the two were intense, but no one dared to really speak out.

As Huang Hou just reminded him.

With Gu Shengcheng's cultivation, within a radius of ten zhang, no matter how the wind blows, it is impossible to avoid his ears and eyes.

I'm afraid that the glance he cast before has already seen where he is.

Yan Zhi witnessed the scene of Huaiyang Hou from the arrival to the death, the shock in her heart was incomprehensible, her expression was in a trance and she didn't know it, if it wasn't for Huang Hou just covering herself and being taken away by Gu Shengcheng's glance, she would have screamed and exposed her identity.

"Listen up......"

Huang Hou took a deep breath and said solemnly in her ear: "You and I have seen the death ...... of Huaiyang Hou"

Yan Zhi looked at the little marquis behind him.

"The Marquis of Huaiyang wants to force His Majesty to start a war with the Western Regions. Huang Hou took another breath and tried to keep his voice steady: "He didn't even hesitate to ...... It's ridiculous to do such a thing. ”

Yanzhi could no longer agree.

Absurd.

It's ridiculous.

Qi Liang only has a total of nineteen Dao realms.

As the master of an entire Dao realm, what do Huaiyang Hou think, he can go to Shulan Ling City and say to His Majesty in person, why do you need to do such an extreme thing?

"The death of the Marquis of Huaiyang, the death of one of the princes of Qi Liang, this is a big thing. Huang Hou narrowed his eyes and said word by word: "This means that if the Western Regions want peace, it is no longer so simple. ”

"If the great vassal king of the north, the king of Xining, dies here again, then there is no doubt about it...... His Majesty will be furious and directly send troops to break the border of the Western Regions. ”

"But the truth ......"

Yan Zhi pointed to the fallen corpse in the City Lord's Mansion, and said with some confusion: "The Marquis of Huaiyang is ......"

"It's suicidal. ”

Huang Hou lowered his eyebrows and said with a smile: "What? Do you want to jump out now and tell the King of Xining the truth you just saw?"

"How do you explain why you're seeing this?"

"How do you explain your clothes?"

Yanzhi closed her mouth.

"The reason why Gu Shengcheng didn't kill us was because we saw the truth. Huang Hou squinted his eyes, looked at the man standing in the open space of the City Lord's Mansion, and said slowly: "But we can't jump out, and we definitely can't now." ”

Yan Zhi looked at Huang Hou.

"Yanzhi. ”

Huang Hou suddenly sniffed and said with a smile: "Why are you so fragrant?"

Yan Zhi's cheeks turned red in an instant, her voice was unsteady with anger, and she rolled the word angrily, and Huang Hou smiled even more: "You want to kill someone?"

Yanzhi didn't speak.

"With your cultivation, can you kill Gu Shengcheng?"

"Give you ten times more energy, can you hurt him a hair?"

Yan Zhi was silent.

Huang Hou said in a steady voice: "Ping Demon Division Xuansi Little Immortal Master Rouge, home from Lujia Town, in the eleventh year of the Spring and Autumn Period, Lujia has a big demon haunted, your family is ruined, and then went to the Ping Demon Division of the Fengsui Great Wall, leaving the only case record. ”

"Your master died in a mission in the Western Regions in the thirteenth year of the Spring and Autumn Period, and then there is no more rouge in this world, only Yanzhi. ”

"Your parents died at the hands of the demons. ”

"Your master also died at the hands of the demon clan. ”

"If you don't guess wrong, you have no relatives or old friends in Lujia Town, because they ...... They all died at the hands of the demon clan. ”

Huang Hou's expression was solemn, and he said softly: "You just want revenge like that?"

Yan Zhi bit her lip and even bit out blood.

She closed her eyes, and the night of the eleventh year of Spring and Autumn came to her mind.

Snowy night, Lujia Town.

The blood light emerges, and it is unforgettable.

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