Chapter 896: The Spirit Tribe’s Close Kill, the Empress’ Shyness
It was early spring, and suddenly a drizzle began to fall in the sky. The dense crowds in the streets and alleys of the Qiongxiao Imperial Capital raised their oil-paper umbrellas. , colorful, like a cluster of flowers.
"My lord, please don't get wet in the rain."
Wang Cheng carefully opened the prepared umbrella, fearing that Xin Zhuo, a Yuanji realm master, would be caught in the cold.
Going all the way, in front of you is the Nine Emperors Lane leading to the palace.
Xin Zhuo silently thought about the feasibility of the inheritance of the Holy King of the "Big Ice Realm". When he reached the alley, he suddenly stopped and his expression became cold.
"Master, here we come!" Wang Cheng looked nervous, and he felt an unusual aura.
Xin Zhuo hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said: "It shouldn't be aimed at us, let's see again."
These breaths are very heavy and depressing, and you can feel them even through the rain curtain. Stocks are locked and murderous, but the target is not here.
Time passed slowly, and after about ten breaths, a figure suddenly came from the end of the alley, covered in drizzle, and was very far away. It was discovered that although this person was small, he was very agile. Being vigorous and vigorous is like leaping and shrinking, which even ordinary Yuanji realm masters cannot do.
Judging from the purpose, it is exactly Xin Zhuo and his wife.
Xin Zhuo and Wang Cheng immediately stepped aside. As they got closer, they saw the man with a short stature, a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, a lot of hair on his face, and holding an iron rod.
“Brother Monkey?”
Xin Zhuo almost blurted out.
The man was stunned for a moment and didn't understand, but he grinned, showing sharp white teeth.
However, at this moment, seven weapons descended from the sky. They were all Wujiyuan weapons, filled with indescribable power and true energy. They cut through the rain curtain, rippled, and struck with unparalleled power.
There was a neat "匌" sound in the air, piercing the eardrums.
The seven Yuanji realms took action, and their true energy, origin and martial arts were restrained to the extreme, killing them in pieces.
Although this method is not as vast and glorious as the sky, it is not at all powerful.
Xin Zhuo had no choice but to grab Wang Cheng and duck fifty feet away.
And the "Monkey Brother" turned around and roared: "Bait the human race, I am Sun Kongkong of the Spirit Race. When my ancestor suppressed the masters of the Human Race and the Human Emperor, you were still eating your shit!"
As he said, he stepped a little further , shattered a piece of hard stone slab, jumped up, opened and closed the iron rod in his hand, and the wind blew up, rolling up pieces of five-element fire.
"Dang, Dang, Dang..."
The deafening explosion spread in all directions, like tearing apart, and the surrounding buildings collapsed irresistibly.
“Death!”
The broken stones and rubble suddenly stopped in mid-air, and seven figures flashed around them. They were Bai Liuyun, Murong Pi and others, as well as Feng Shuning and Tuoba Ling'er from the palace.
The seven people, supplemented by divine bodies and bloodline visions, mainly based on the power of the origin, and using martial arts as a means of attack, quickly gathered and shot away. In their hands, the Wujiyuan soldiers were chopped down with force, and rolled up a mighty momentum. .
The sky above the entire alley was filled with brilliance, and the powerful aura tore apart the surrounding walls.
The Spirit Clan Sun Kongkong was not afraid at all. He bared his teeth and grinned. His eyes glowed red. He raised the iron rod high and smashed it down hard. One of them turned into seven.
“Dang Dang Dang...”
The seven people from Bai Liuyun actually flew upside down. Although they were not injured, they were knocked away, which showed Sun Kongkong's domineering power and profound cultivation.
However, in the blink of an eye, the seven Bai Liuyun people came over again, with even greater momentum and murderous intent.
And there were five or six figures speeding towards them in the distance.
In the corner, Wang Cheng couldn't help but feel frightened when he saw this, and whispered: "Master, let's go, the spies of all races are just killed without any fancy, no need to look anymore!"
Xin Zhuo thought for a while and nodded silently.
The two of them took a detour and headed towards the palace. Violent waves were still coming from the alley behind them, and a large number of guards were already on alert to disperse the people watching.
Xin Zhuo now understood in his heart that Yuanji realm warriors could actually fight like this. Close-range hand-to-hand combat was more lethal. Since the dual cultivation of melee combat and "Fa Wu Tong You Xuan", he has become accustomed to fighting from a distance. Rapid fire at the enemy from a distance.
Wang Cheng seemed to see what he was thinking and said with a smile: "My lord is curious why they are fighting like that?"
Xin Zhuo said: "That's true!"
Wang Chengdao: "My lord has only practiced for sixty years... My lord has not yet participated in the battle of Zhongyuan Tianque. I don't know how powerful the masters of the ten thousand races are. The masters of the human race are fighting with each other. With the flow of true energy, martial arts, and origin, tens of feet, hundreds of feet, and countless Ten or even hundreds of miles away, the competition is fierce, and most of the ten thousand races are not only physically strong and possess innate magical powers, but many can also ignore the true energy and martial arts, making them very difficult to deal with.
Therefore, shock killing at close range is the most appropriate, but often one-on-one in the same situation cannot defeat the masters of ten thousand races. Therefore, the most decisive way for us to kill ten thousand races is to kill in groups at close range. ”
“Educated! "
The palace is in front of you. Walk through Fenglinmen and pass through the Peacock Pavilion to reach the Jiulong Palace. However, as the "Lord of the Harem", Xin Zhuo can go anywhere. During this period, he was fused with the original power. The torture was enough, and I suddenly thought about what the Empress Ji Yaoyue's side was like.
Thinking of this, she looked at the big eunuch behind her and said, "Lead the way to Sheji Palace. Wang Cheng was startled and quickly saluted: "No, my lord, the harem is not allowed to interfere in politics. Besides, your wife is just His Majesty's sister, isn't she?" ”
His voice became smaller and smaller as he spoke. He understood that the person in front of him could not tolerate sand in his eyes and was a very thoughtful person. This period of time has proven that he had the same temperament as His Majesty. He was afraid of killing people without blinking an eye. He gritted his teeth and said: "Well! But! Just go and have a look, don’t be reckless.”
Xin Zhuo has already moved forward.
The "Sheji Palace" is located 999 feet west of the Jiulong Palace. Although it is not on the central axis, it is in the middle of the palace. It is the place where the great emperor of the Qian Dynasty handles government affairs.
Looking from a distance, it looks like a giant dragon hovering, lying prone on the ground. When you get close, you will feel respect. At this time, the drizzle is dense, as if it is about to rise into the sky. This design is ingenious. It can be called a miraculous craftsmanship.
In the exquisitely carved palace courtyard, a large number of civil and military ministers and frontier officials reporting on their duties were waiting in the rain to be summoned. They were chatting in small groups. When they saw Xin Zhuo arriving, they could not help but keep silent and look at their noses. Looking at the nose and heart, everyone put on airs.
The courtiers' rejection of Xin Zhuo has never changed.
Wang Cheng's expression changed and he angrily said: "In front of my lord, you are so ignorant of the rules. What crime should you do?"
A large number of civil and military officials respectfully stepped forward and saluted: "We have seen this before. Your Highness!"
Xin Zhuo turned a deaf ear. He just looked at the main hall. Ji Yaoyue was getting tired day by day. He was afraid that he was too busy with government affairs. What was the point of doing this?
Just as he was about to enter the main hall, two figures walked out side by side. One was a young man in a five-clawed golden dragon robe. He was Ji Bixuan. The other was in a purple robe and had a long body. It was Jiang Yugui.
"Brother Xin is here, I thought you were hibernating during this period." Ji Pixuan smiled, waved his hand to the ministers to excuse themselves, and looked at Xin Zhuo up and down with stern eyes, as if he was looking for a scar? Whip marks?
I looked for it for a long time but couldn’t find it, and I was a little disappointed.
Then he pointed to Jiang Yugui next to him and said, "Doesn't this person need an introduction? You must know him."
Jiang Yugui didn't speak, and didn't even look at Xin Zhuo, looking calm. The clouds were dark, or in other words, there was undisguised disgust or contempt in his eyes.
“They are all younger brothers.”
Xin Zhuo also didn't look at the two of them, just passed by and said something casually.
"Uh..." Ji Pixuan was stunned, then his face turned red, and he took a long breath before he could bear it.
The face of Jiang Yugui changed, and he transmitted the message into the secret passage: "Mr. Ji has never looked down on such a villain like him. I don't know what kind of madness my sister has gone. This time in the ancient holy king's well, if we still let If he is alive, you and I will have no face anymore!”
Ji Pixuan said: "What if he becomes a saint on the spot? Can Jiang ignore a saint?"
Jiang Yugui smiled brightly: "Those ten gates only count if he breaks through them, not to mention that saints don't count. Strange! ”
Throw your sleeves and leave!
Ji Pixuan was silent for a long time, shaking his head and smiling softly.
……
The main hall of Sheji Palace.
The surroundings are lit with refreshing Halloween incense, and the curtains are fluttering.
Four people who looked like generals were bowing and standing in awe.
On the tall dragon throne above, the cold and majestic empress, dressed in a red nine-dragon robe and an imperial golden hairpin, is bending over her desk to review documents, with a very tired look on her brows.
Behind him, Princess Wuyou and Tuoba Ling'er held up Luo Fan.
The hall was quiet.
Until Xin Zhuo walked in, the sound of footsteps was particularly loud.
The four generals turned back in surprise, their expressions changed slightly, and they hurriedly saluted: "Your Highness!"
The empress also looked up, with a trace of doubt on her exquisite but intimidating face, and then changed her face. In order to be cold and stern, he scolded: "Why are you here?"
Xin Zhuo didn't say anything, and rushed to the empress' side, picked her up by the waist, and said: "Have a rest today, Daqian's sky will not fall."
"Uh..." The four generals sighed slightly. He was stunned, then his face changed drastically, and he saluted again, "Wei Chen, please leave!"
Leave in a hurry!
Wuyou and Tuoba Ling'er also lowered their heads and left in a panic from behind.
The empress' slender body was allowed to be held by Xin Zhuo, her beautiful eyes were slightly cold, and she scolded again: "Bold! Let me down!"
Xin Zhuo patted her hard. Buttocks, said: "Don't make trouble, take a rest today!"
The empress's face is as red as a persimmon, her sword eyebrows are slightly frowned, she is more and more cold and charming, which makes people feel a strong sense of conquest inexplicably, but She didn't seem to be able to smile. She bit her lower lip and suddenly bit Xin Zhuo's nose. Then she got very close and exhaled like blue, with a hint of pleading: "Husband, please, don't break my appearance!"
(End of Chapter)