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It was noon, the spring was brilliant, but in the Xianwang Mansion, the atmosphere was heavy, the guard was heavy, and the Tiangang gathered outside the remote mansion of the Wangfu, waiting for the battle, and they were all looking at the wooden door with anxious eyes, because the Xianwang had entered the house for an hour, and there was no response, and more importantly, the status of the dying Bangmo in the house was as lofty as the previous Dongfang County.

Although Bang Mo has withdrawn from Tiangang for many years, its status has not declined at all, and it is a legend, on the one hand, because of its natural appearance and national color, and it is not like Dongfang County to cover his face with a scarf, but his true face is revealed, which makes the men of the Holy Gate crazy, on the other hand, his heart is ruthless, even if he treats his companions, he is ruthless, and such a woman who attaches equal importance to beauty and strength is naturally strong.

"Squeak!"

With the sound of the wooden door opening, King Xian walked out slowly, appeared in the anxious eyes of everyone, and slowly paced in front of the crowd, exuding a monstrous momentum, as majestic as an emperor.

"Meet the Holy Lord!"

Because of the strict hierarchy in the Holy Gate, although everyone was anxious, they did not immediately ask the Holy Lord, but first bowed to the virtuous king.

"Hmm!" King Xian seemed satisfied, gradually regained his momentum, and replied briefly, "There is nothing to do anymore!"

As soon as the words fell, King Xian walked through the crowd and slowly left the backyard. Although King Xian's face was as usual and his breath was heavy, no one noticed that King Xian's arm trembled slightly, and his steps were a little staggering. When he was able to walk in a no-man's land, King Xian relaxed his body, held on to the wall, and panted slightly, obviously King Xian was also extremely consumed and suffered internal injuries.

After a while, King Xian's heart slowed down a little, and he said to himself: "Hehe! I can't imagine forcing me to use forbidden arts, so that I can be completely cured, to meet my own requirements, Bangmo must be in its heyday, when the time comes, I will be the strongest, and Bangmo will also be of great use, hehe, so, the world is in my hands!"

King Xian raised his head, looked around, and his heart moved, as if he remembered, that is, he said: "I didn't expect to be here unconsciously, alas, I don't know if there has changed?"

As he spoke, King Xian stepped forward and slowly moved towards the East Garden.

When King Xian left, everyone pushed open the door, looked at it, and they were all stunned, only to see that the woman on the bed had a ruddy complexion, fair skin, and a snowy chest, and the moving curves were beautiful and abnormal, and the trace of internal force it exuded was extremely strong, making it difficult for people to imagine that this was the woman who was seriously injured and dying before, and now the ink is clearly like she is asleep, and there is no trace of damage.

This kind of scene makes the Holy Lord even more godlike in the eyes of everyone, such unpredictable, and the healing method of rejuvenation should be unparalleled in the world.

The winding path leads to the secluded, tossing and turning, the virtuous king walks in the garden, his eyes are blurred, his eyes are sad, and he seems to be reminiscing, but he has to stand in front of an antique house, and his eyes are even more revealing a trace of love, that is, he can hear him muttering to himself: "Mingyue, why don't you want to help this king, is it a great crime for this king to use some extraordinary means to sacrifice some people, isn't this a preparation for being able to ascend to the throne quickly and benefit the people?"

King Xian pushed the door in, looked at the room arranged by him and Mingyue, and couldn't help but sigh: "The house still hasn't changed, but the people are gone......

Inside the room was a reddish curtain, red as fire, and through the curtain, King Xian looked around the boudoir, which was once familiar but now somewhat unfamiliar. On the opposite side of the bed is a dresser inlaid with tortoiseshell shells, which is very gorgeous and dazzling. On the wall on one side of the dresser hangs an embroidered silk silk, embroidered with peony flowers, this peony embroidered delicately moving, just like the bright moon as passionate as fire, enchanting and charming, King Xian stared at the peony in a daze, sad in his eyes, and sighed in his mouth: "Little sister, this peony was also chosen by me back then, just because it conforms to your temperament." ”

The left side of the house is separated by a white jade screen, and the guqin behind the screen is still half exposed, King Xian walked in the house, went straight to the guqin, stroked the sound of the piano with his hand, and then gently touched the strings, making a "ding" and "ding" sound, the previous bright moon was playing a sultry tune here, relieving the sorrow for King Xian, and now, the jade people can no longer play music here, and King Xian's heart can't help but be a little desolate and lonely, the military advisor is not there, and no one in the huge holy gate can talk to him, share joys, sorrows, and sorrows with him.

In the past, he had Mingyue, no matter what happened, Mingyue would always use her piano sound to heal the scars in his heart and walk with him, but now, he is about to ascend to the coveted high position, but the jade man is no longer there, leaving him alone.

Xianwang thought of Mingyue's fiery figure and that coquettish voice, he was a little impulsive, although he had never gotten Mingyue, but Mingyue was always the woman he wanted the most in his heart, and he thought that the woman in his dream might cry and beg for pleasure under Ye Feng at this time, he was slightly angry in his heart, and his eyes were full of fierceness, but he used the forbidden technique because of urging, and the consumption was huge, and he was already injured internally, that is, with the anger in his heart, his body hurt a little.

Hyunwang, who endured the pain, leaned on the wooden table and sat down lightly on the wooden chair, calming the excitement in his heart a little, and Hyunwang's movements did not escape a pair of eyes outside the window.

On the trunk of the tree outside the house, a black figure hung upside down, legs crossed on the tree, his body was light, his face was calm, and his eyes revealed fortitude. ”

With a slight movement in his heart and a slight decision in his heart, he turned over and jumped over, hung down on the eaves, looked around, and chuckled: "Everyone says that the Holy Gate is strong, but in my opinion, it is nothing more than that, and it is not enough for me to walk in it alone. ”

But after all, King Xian is the world's top master, although he was excited in his heart, coupled with his internal injuries, his skill consumption was extremely high, and he failed to find the enemy outside the house, and when he calmed down, he was already aware of the movement outside the house, but he was silent, still the original expression, but his hands were already carrying the exercises, a little strength, and his heart was also a little anxious, and he couldn't help but ask himself: "Who is it? The palace is heavily guarded, who can have such light skills and be able to sneak into the depths of the palace?"

"Bang dang!"

Suddenly, as soon as the wooden window opened, a light and shadow flashed, flying in, King Xian was slightly startled, but his reaction was extremely fast, and his right arm showed sword qi, resisting the light, and then, the light and shadow fell, and King Xian fixed his eyes on it, but it was a sharp dagger.

"Who is Your Excellency?" King Xian asked in a deep voice, the flying knife of the person who came, no matter the angle, technique, and speed are superior, but the strength is slightly insufficient, probably its internal force is slightly weaker, but it is also a rare secret weapon master in the world.

"Hehe......" the man chuckled, and after a moment, he could be heard again, "I am the one you are looking for." ”

As soon as the words fell, another flying knife struck, and the speed was even greater, but King Xian didn't say anything, but exclaimed: "You are the person behind the saint!"

"Not bad!" A figure appeared from the shadows, smiled confidently, and said, "My name is Ye Jiuzhong!"

The voice fell, the flying knife arrived, nine heavy than the sky, one knife broke the sky!