In a study room in Gusu Yanziwu, Murong Bo was staring at the three black-clothed warriors in front of him with a gloomy face, listening to their statements without saying a word.

"Tell the head of the family that all the 'Xuanyin Nine Maids' under the command of Miss are missing, and the subordinates guess that they should be ...... By...... Kill!" said one of them, shuddering.

The Phoenix Tail Gang is in shambles, it's hell on earth. When the three of them heard the news, they rushed to find that the huge phoenix tail gang had already gone to the empty building, and their own young lady, that is, the third aunt's wife, had already returned to the void. As for the "Xuanyin Nine Maids" in his mouth, they are actually just the nine maids of the third aunt's wife, although they have some kung fu, but they really can't be on the stage, and they have long been tempered by the Huangfu Demon Fire and become a pile of dry bones.

"So, no one knows what's going on?" Murong Bo said hoarsely.

"This ......," said the other man, "I heard from the people who fled that it was a young boy, and it was still ...... Some people say that it is the emperor's death......"

"Hmph, do you believe this?" Murong Bo had a gloomy face, after the emperor was besieged and killed by the imperial court, he had personally gone to the ruins to inspect it, and he was very sure that this great enemy had died. What's more, he had fought with Huangfu Yan, and he was clear about his methods, and he didn't think that Huangfu Yan could have such a method of burning corpses and bones.

"Isn't there a single survivor of the Phoenix Tails?"

The three men in black looked at each other, those people had already been frightened, hiding invisible, how could they find them in a short time.

Murong Bo naturally knew in his heart that the gang members who chose to flee for their lives were all greedy for life and afraid of death, and it was really inappropriate to find out. waved his hand, motioned for a few people to step back, and sighed secretly: "Qiankun Secret Record, what's missing?"

It's been half a year since I got the Qiankun Secret Record, except for the initial improvement of my skills, there is no growth at all, and even forced cultivation will have some misfortune of counterattacking with qi and blood. He is a master of martial arts, and he knows that there is a difference, and he does not dare to continue cultivating. Since then, his newly acquired treasure Yizi Yunzhonghe has become a test object for him to verify this secret record.

Seeing that the other party was stable and his skills were growing rapidly, Murong Bo also suffered from gains and losses in his heart, and after repeated research, he revised the Qiankun secret record slightly, and his cultivation was nondescript, and as for the progress of his skills, it was not satisfactory.

A righteous daughter like the third aunt, he has only accepted one over the years, and although it is a pity that she died suddenly, it is not worth mentioning compared to the great cause of restoring the country. The righteous daughter is gone, and there is also the righteous son, Yun Zhonghe has behaved extremely peacefully during this time, in addition to cultivating the Qiankun Secret Record according to his requirements, other things are also obedient.

"This evil master who suddenly appeared is unheard of, it should be coming for the Phoenix Tail Gang!" Murong Bo comforted himself, although the destruction of the Phoenix Tail Gang was a pity, it was better than his Murong family being targeted by such murderers. Thinking that in a few days, the Wang family's industry would be rightfully incorporated into his hands, and his mood was a little calm, and he began to cultivate an improved version of the Qiankun Secret Record.

......

Dian Jing looked at Yan Jing, who was chattering non-stop, and suddenly felt a little sad, and some reluctantly agreed a few words, and then excused herself to leave. As soon as I arrived at the door, I ran into the emperor's death who was pulled by the heavenly machine.

nodded unnaturally, ignored the two, and went straight to the depths of the courtyard.

Huangfu was a little inexplicable, and then saw the Tianji monk with a wicked smile: "Now it depends on how you end, it's not so easy to hug left and right!"

"Phew, what are you talking nonsense, you're thinking too much!" Huangfu Yan pursed his lips, he didn't have the slightest idea of Yanjing, and he was even matching her with Niu Er. As for Dian Jing, although last night's events were a little chaotic, he was not unimpressed, and sighed, the two have been inextricably linked since the last time they cultivated their souls. If Ruri is the person who has been with him for the longest time, then Dianjing is the person who knows his experiences best after being reborn.

Yan Jing came with Niu Er, and it can be seen that the two get along well. In fact, Niu Er, an honest person, is also the easiest to make the girls defenseless, maybe Yan Jing doesn't have that lover-like feeling, but in the huge Black Wind Village, there is only one person who can speak.

After a brief conversation, the emperor ordered the two to leave first, and he wanted to stay here for a while.

Yan Jing was a little understanding, and chuckled: "Little sister, can I ask my senior brother an abrupt question?"

While listening to the chirping of birds chasing and frolicking through the window, Huang Fu replied casually: "Senior sister teach!"

"Senior brother has seen so many famous beauties on the rivers and lakes, who can make you fall in love the most?"

Huangfu smiled bitterly and said, "Senior Sister's question is more difficult to resist than any miraculous feats, can Senior Brother surrender?"

Yan Jing "poofed" and said with a smile: "It turns out that the world-famous blue-shirted swordsman is so sloppy in this regard. ”

Huangfu shrugged his shoulders and said: "Everything is just as it happens, and it's good to live without burden." It's you, such a big girl, it's time to talk about marriage!"

Yan Jing was silent for a long time, and said angrily: "It's all my grandfather's fault!

Niu Er raised his eyes in surprise, looked at Yan Jing who was puffing up, and turned his gaze to Huangfu Yan with a pitiful face.

It doesn't matter if the emperor dies, he doesn't care about this superstitious custom: "What's this, you don't like that kind of gentleman in the first place, you can rest assured to chase your own happiness in the future......"

Only then did Niu Er know that Yan Jing had just been born and married Mo Xiaoyang's son. But compared to Mo Xiaoyang's civil and military skills, his son is a gentleman who eats, drinks, and has fun. Where does Yan Jing look down on him?

"Hmph! My grandfather is a dead brain, saying that the big husband will keep his promise as soon as he says it, and he will not withdraw from the marriage even if he dies. That idiot, if he dares to marry my Miss Ben, he will beat him so that his father can't even recognize him. Yan Jing raised his chin and snorted angrily.

Niu Er was in a good mood, and said with a smile: "That's it, it's ......"

Huangfu Yan looked playful: "I think Niu Er, this kid is good, and he is even more obedient to you......"

Yan Jing's face turned red, he lowered his head and played with the corners of his clothes, clapped his hands a little unnaturally and got up and said, "Big man, let's go, go shopping, we don't come out to drink tea......"

The emperor saw the backs of the two of them disappear, and said to himself: "It's better that she is gone, so that I won't be distracted and take care of her." It wasn't until there was a sound of the piano in his ears that he suddenly cleared up and forgot his chaotic thoughts for a while.

He stood up, pushed open the wooden door, and followed the sound into the courtyard. I only saw that under the flowery pavilion, Dian Jing was dressed in white, sitting in it playing the piano and singing, singing a song of longing, full of affection, turning a thousand times.

The emperor listened attentively, his heart was connected, and he was stunned again. (To be continued.) )