A moment later, Duo Jiao summoned all the ministers to discuss political affairs, and there was only one thing to say, and that was Yan Zhu's death.

Now in the court, the ministers are withered, and they are no longer as gathered together as before.

But there are also some new faces, who should have been promoted in the last few days.

"Auntie, she...... That's how it fell. ”

Duojiao couldn't help but wipe away her tears.

"Your Highness mourns. ”

After speaking, Lord Wen immediately drafted a draft and suggested that the royal family hold a funeral.

Duo Jiao immediately agreed to this matter, and wanted to bury it thickly, the utensils used by her aunt during her lifetime, the books she read, all the secret books, gold and silver treasures, all of which were to be buried, and everything was handed over to Lord Wen to deal with.

It's just that in private, she instructed Master Wen to handle this matter again.

"My aunt has always loved to be quiet before her death, and all the secret burials are set up next to my father's tomb, and the real tomb is set up in Dongling Mountain. ”

"Yes. ”

"Where did Shao leave him? ”

Lord Wen shook his head, and then his eyes moved, "Your Highness, the old minister doesn't know, but some time ago, the old minister saw His Royal Highness the prince and he went out of the west gate of Yongyuan City alone......"

"Simon?" Duo Jiao fell into deep thought.

In the direction of the West Gate, it will only be one place.

"Your Highness, the minister has a question. Master Wen suddenly interrupted Duo Jiao's thoughts and asked.

The eyes looked at Duojiao, and their eyes were cautious.

Duo Jiao smiled and said, "Master Wen, just say something directly." ”

"Your Highness, Her Highness Yanzhu ......"

"At first, I tried to save her, but I couldn't help but fall down, and my aunt used the last of her strength to send me up. I ...... with my own eyes Seeing her fall into the flames of the abyss, there is no chance of survival. Duo Jiao said this, the scene vivid, her voice and breathing trembling, her eyes moistened, which made it difficult for her to continue, but she continued, "She, sink. ”

......

In the deepest part of the tomb of the gods, lava billowed and black smoke rose.

The palace of King Di has long been dilapidated, and then replaced by a large area of lava.

In the lava sea, the huge vortex still swirls as before, unchanged for eternity.

Underneath the lava, a crimson flame was still burning and sinking, and if you looked closely, it was not difficult to see that there was a human figure in this flame, none other than Yanzhu.

That's right, Yanzhu didn't die, but life was better than death.

The blazing lava enveloped her, her body destroyed again and again, and reborn again and again with the help of the undead fire.

The immortal fire absorbed the endless power of fire in the lava, and it did not exhaust at all, but became more and more vigorous.

But Yanzhu's ability to endure burning is limited after all, and she is almost crazy in the midst of death and rebirth that seems to be never restless.

This is torture, naked torture!

As time passed, her body continued to sink.

Every day, only a few feet sink.

It wasn't until the body was finally hammered and shaped that it would no longer be destroyed by the heat, that the surrounding scenery suddenly changed.

It turned out that Yanzhu had sunk to the deepest part of the lava sea.

There was nothing else here but a huge gray stone lotus.

In the middle of this lotus flower, there is a transparent crystal coffin. In the coffin lay a woman dressed in red, with a pale face and lips as red as blood.

The woman was dressed in a beautiful and luxurious dress, as if she had just fallen asleep, and her skin was still smooth and supple.

But she exuded a strange power that could keep out the lava outside.

To be precise, the lava outside seems to exist because of this power, but this kind of power is definitely not possessed by people, and the majesty it exudes alone makes people's hearts palpitate.

And when Yanzhu thought that he could rest when he fell here, suddenly, gray-red flames surged all over his body.

Yanzhu, who thought that no flame could hurt her anymore, suddenly changed her face, because of the extreme pain began to twist, and began to howl, she fell to the ground with her head in her arms, her body convulsing in pain.

Scenes from the past flashed through her mind.

The first killing, the first killing, the first evil...... Countless sins of the past flashed through her mind,

The flames on his body also burned more and more fiercely.

It's just that due to the existence of the immortal fire, Yanzhu is still able to barely maintain immortality.

Of course, she didn't know that King Di in the past did not hesitate to spend a lot of money, and she didn't know where to get the Samadhi True Fire of the First Flame between Heaven and Earth, and used great strength to separate it.

Two of them were used as formations, one bundle was obtained by Duo Jiao, and the other bundle was obtained by herself, but the last bundle took root here and guarded here.

And the flame here is nothing else, it is the last of the true fire of samadhi.

King Di planted the fire in the stone in the woman's body and fused it with it to keep her.

The fire in the stone, also known as the stone lotus karmic fire, is the most blazing flame between heaven and earth, and there is no one.

But it has a unique characteristic, just like an inextinguishable fire in the air, a fire in the wood that can't be killed, and the fire in the stone can't ignite anything dead despite the fact that the temperature is very hot.

Because that's karma!

In life, it is inevitable to make mistakes, inevitably kill people, and inevitably bear karmic debts.

The more evil you do, the heavier the karmic debt, and the karmic fire is ignited by the karmic debt, and the greater the sin, the more vigorous the fire will naturally be, but it is not the human body that burns, but the soul, and all the sinful karma is on the soul.

No matter how small an ordinary person's mistake is, he will not be able to withstand the calcination of this karmic fire, and in an instant, his soul will be burned.

But this Yanzhu, all the way down, the body was burned by lava, and it was repaired by the immortal fire, and it was repeated countless times.

With each reincarnation, the soul and body are more closely combined, and when the body can withstand the calcination of the flames, she has already become one with the spirit and body, regardless of each other, and has cultivated a special strength.

Now she has been cleansed of her sins by karmic fire, and because of the unity of her spirit and body, burning her soul also damages her body.

It's just that as soon as the body is damaged, it will recover immediately.

But Yanzhu was born in the royal family since she was a child, and there are many wrong and evil things that she has done since she was a child, not to mention the fact that she has killed her beloved, loved ones and blood relatives, the triple heaviest sin in the world, can make her miserable and endure endless burning.

Now that the flames had just begun, and it was only the little evils that she had before that she had so many as a cow's hair, she began to let out heart-rending screams, and it was obvious that she couldn't last long.

......

In the Gobi land, the wind and sand are rolling.

Just now, Gang Zhenxi suddenly roared, and Wuya was blown away directly like a broken kite. Wuya lay behind a huge stone, his face pale, his eyebrows closed, as if he were dead. And Yi Shaocheng and Gang Zhenxi, moving while fighting, have already changed locations.

At this time, the sound of slight footsteps was getting closer and closer, and the body of the ironclad man was approaching.

The blade of the cold greatsword fell to the ground and cut all the way through the yellow sand.

The soul came to Wuya, paused, and the blade detached from the ground, slowly, steadily, stabbed into Wuya's throat.

Sen Leng's blade stopped when it was about to stab, and after hesitating for a few breaths, his ears moved.

The soul turned its head suddenly, a slight smile on its face.

The blade was retracted, and it continued to fall to the ground and drag forward.

......

In the cold mountain behind the Gobi Desert, Yi Shaocheng is still fighting with Gang Zhenxi.

It's just that at this moment, both of them are already embarrassed, and the moves they use are just ordinary slashes.

This is enough to show that both of them are exhausted, and now, they are just consuming each other to see who falls first.

"I didn't expect it...... And you, the fish that slipped through the net...... Let me ...... today Become like this......" Gang Zhenxi laughed at himself tremblingly, but his face was full of pride. He looked at Yi Shaocheng who seemed to be going to fall down in the next moment, and his eyes were cold and joking, "I can look like this, I don't blame you, I blame me for being too kind at the beginning, and now, I should make amends." ”

After that, Gang Zhenxi looked at the holes on his body, and even the liver and gallbladder were removed, which was an unprecedented shame.

"I am a man of God, a man of God, a man of God...... Two hundred years of God!"

The roar was full of unwillingness, holding the full moon battle axe, dragging and rushing towards Yi Shaocheng.