Chapter Twenty-Six: The Extradition of the Ghost King
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Where did the extradition of the Seventeen Immortals come from, Qian Ze really didn't think about it carefully, isn't it the Seventeen Killers.
was mentioned by the Southern Dynasty, Qian Ze faintly sensed the mystery in this, and extradited the seventeen immortals to kill the royal family, there are so many people in the royal family, why can't these seventeen people be moved?
The accident of Bai Dyeing Mo's death, Qian Ze won a fluke, let's not say anything, but killers like Yun Ghost and Lianyin, Qian Ze used his brains to destroy them, the people of the royal family are not rice buckets, there are 30,000 palace shadow guards, and the power of Rong Chengjia is supported behind them, how can they survive until now?
"They... Is it from the royal family?" Chisawa asked tentatively.
"No, no, no, you're so naΓ―ve bro. "The Southern Dynasty picked up a few pieces of inlaid and decorated gems from the little puppet, played with them in his hands, leaned under the camphor tree, and stilted his legs.
"These seventeen people, there are six or seven sects that I know alone, they are the elite drawn by the Yingzhou forces, and they form such a team, ostensibly to assassinate people in the royal family to show the position of the prince in the struggle for power, but in fact, they each have evil intentions. β
"Look at this. Nanchao pulled out a notice from his arms, which was a wanted hunt and kill order for Qianze, and the inscription was an orchid seal at the foot of Xiaoyao Mountain.
"Bai Dye Mo was sent by the Murong family of Xiaoyao Pavilion, and his eldest was also the person who extradited the Seventeen Immortals. β
"The Pavilion... A little impressed. Chisawa tried to think about the name of the place in various impressions.
"Tsk, I don't understand, don't you. Nanchao raised his chin and introduced with his eyebrows fluttering.
Among the extradition of the seventeen immortals, the biggest leader is the Ghost Emperor, three little ghost emperors, and then down are four ghost kings, Bai Dye Mo is among these four ghost kings, like Yun Ghost and Lianyin are all little ghost immortals.
"And then?" Chisawa cupped her cheeks and listened quietly.
"The identity of the Ghost Emperor has always been a mystery, I think they extradited the Seventeen Immortals and they haven't seen the Ghost Emperor much, but among the three Little Ghost Emperors, one is particularly powerful. β
"Oh, what's that trick?"
"He's crazy, he's titled Seven Evil Qingluan, not to mention other little ghost emperors, even the ghost emperor, he doesn't care about it. β
"Cut, I don't have the Ghost Emperor in my eyes yet. Chisawa sighed.
"Two natures, people have a hard background, they can fight their father, and the ghost emperor respects his father for three points, can you?" Nan Chao glanced at Qianze, "Just you, a ghost king can destroy you, Huh Se Mao." β
"You speak with such an accent that's funny. "Qian Ze has long wanted to laugh at the tone of the Southern Dynasty's speech, he is quite a small person, but he speaks in a pure Lingbei Han dialect.
"Look down on our Lingbei dialect, I hate you guys the most, it's ugly. Nanchao pouted.
"Okay, you go on, you go on. Chisawa raised his hand and said "please".
"That's just like the words. Nan Chao was satisfied, touched his chin, and continued, "The extradition of the Seventeen Immortals can basically represent the distribution of power and class division in Yingzhou, the four wealthy families in Yingzhou, except for the Rong Cheng family, are the three little ghost emperor families, Xuanjing Hall, Frost Palace and Shenlong Palace. β
"I know this, the Condensing Frost Palace and the Shenlong Hall have close contacts with the imperial court, and the Xuanjing Hall is said to be the hall of gentlemen, specializing in the study of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting. "Qianze also knows some general information about the rivers and lakes.
"This is not true, the most prosperous power here is the Xuanjing Hall, extending in all directions, along the Panling Ancient Road, or along the Yingjiang River, running through the north and south have its forces. β
"The power of the four ghost kings is secondary, I remember that there is a ghost king named Smiling Rakshasa who is the holy daughter of the Western Regions Brahma Yintian, and the lotus sound is also sent by Brahma Yintian. β
"You can't remember too much, you just know that you are not far from death. Nanchao waved his hand.
"Tsk, how do you speak!" Qian Ze suddenly grabbed Nanchao's collar and was about to hit with his fist, but his left hand quietly stuffed a folded piece of paper between his sleeves into Nanchao's collar.
"What are you excited about!" Nan Chao shouted, looking at Qian Ze's eyes changing slightly, Nan Chao swallowed his saliva, glanced at both sides a few times, and saw a black shadow in the distance flashing away.
"Okay, okay, you're the boss. Nanchao snorted and put the gem in his hand into the placket of his clothes.
"Then boss, you're busy, I'll get out first. β
Nanchao picked up the soybean bag on the ground and ran away with a puff of smoke.
"Hmm..."Chisawa tapped his fingers on the ground, stood up, and left with a group of small golems behind him.
In the Tiangong Pavilion, Rong Cheng Piaoxue sat on a beaded rosewood chair, his fingers were on the armrest, and an inch round pearl was embedded in the armrest, and Rong Cheng Piaoxue's slender fingers swam in the pearl.
As the finger presses, a deep depression appears in the pearl, and with a finger touch, the surface of the pearl becomes smooth again.
A little girl who was also wearing a silver foil mask walked in from outside the door and knelt at Rong Cheng's snowy feet.
"Lord, Prince Qianze did go to see a young man, and he talked about trivial matters, and he didn't mention any special people and things. β
"Good. β
"Lord, shall we continue to follow?"
"No need. Rong Cheng Piaoxue shook his head slightly, "It's better to let him go by himself, this kind of person has a strong temper, if this seat forces him, he won't be obedient." β
"But our people in Qi Town have found nothing so far, even if the son of Qianze goes to Qi Town, he probably can't find anything..."
"Who said that he should go to Qi Town now?" Rong Cheng Piaoxue looked at his slender fingers, "The prince of the Penglai royal family is also fighting for power, and the Ayawang Pavilion has been mixed in, this difficult bone of Qi Town, let's leave it for later to think about it, and evacuate some of the people from Qi Town first." β
"Yes. β
"Go and say hello to the extradition of the Seventeen Immortals, and say that Qian Ze is from this seat, and tell them to watch it. β
"Yes, Rong Chengrin retired. β
Chisawa lay on the carved bed in the living room, unable to sleep after tossing and turning, watching the scorpion hook on his right index finger sparkle.
"Xuan'er, wait for me. β
When he found her, he went back to Peach Blossom Valley with her, this kind of frightened and frightened days, Qian Ze felt tired of it, and he didn't want Mo Xuan to be wronged again.
It's been three years since he came out of Gu Lin, and Qian Ze is almost twenty years old.
Again and again, from death to death, anyone will feel tired.
"Four ghost kings..."Chisawa got up from the couch, sat down in front of the bookcase, and raised his pen to draw a few marks.
Western Regions, Brahma.
Jiangnan, Xiaoyao Pavilion.
Koto, Seven Star Tower.
When he wrote the last one, Chizawa's hands trembled a little, and the ink droplets stained the paper.
Northwest, Penglai, Ayano Pavilion!
According to Qianze's understanding, the Ayawang Pavilion collected countless Penglai demon beasts and mythical beasts, turned bones into pills, or took their furs, or imprisoned them as playthings.
Although Ayahime, the lord of the Ayawang Pavilion, is only a ghost king, she can be called Xuanji Breaking the Army, she is familiar with celestial phenomena and stars, and she has a radius of thousands of miles, and no demon beast can escape her eyes.