A sword stirred up,
Bloody night sky.
When the bloody sword light dissipated,
The rickety figure had already died.
This sword shocked everyone's hearts.
This sword suppressed those strong men who were spying in secret.
The commoner boy stood in the sky, with a strong murderous intention on his handsome face.
The red long sword was like an evil sword tearing apart the sky, and it was filled with a terrifying aura of killing.
Yan Xiaoliu and Chen Jiu turned pale.
Their frightened bodies trembled slightly.
None of them dared to step forward, they could only look at the young man in civilian clothes with murderous intent from a distance.
That sword was so amazing,
That sword left an indelible shadow in their hearts.
They looked at the young man who looked like a peerless god of death, and they did not move at all.
"Whoever wants to follow you again must be prepared to be killed."
Ding Xiaoyi looked around with cold eyes,
His voice was like the curse of death, reverberating in everyone's ears.
Seeing that the two figures did not move,
He turned around and chased the soul butterfly that had flown far away, and instantly disappeared from everyone's sight.
Chen Jiu found that a large area of his back was wet with sweat, and Yan Xiaoliu on the side was not much better.
Unable to hide the horror in their eyes, the two looked at each other.
A bitter look appeared on Yan Xiaoliu's face.
He patted Chen Jiu on the shoulder and said:
"You're lucky that guy didn't kill you just now. Forget it, don't mess with him."
"But that psychic jade butterfly."
Chen Jiu was still somewhat willing, and he said helplessly to Yan Xiaoliu.
"Forget it, even the peerless magic weapon has his life. Do you really not know who that person is?"
Yan Xiaoliu sighed and said to Chen Jiu.
"Nonsense, how do I know him? Besides, when did such a murderer appear in the imperial capital?"
Chen Jiu still had a frightened expression on his face, and he asked again.
"You really don't know who he is?" Yan Xiaoliu asked Chen Jiu again.
"How do I know who he is? I really don't know?"
A look of grievance appeared on Chen Jiu's face, and he answered Yan Xiaoliu with a mournful face.
"We are lucky to be alive. That guy must be in a hurry, otherwise if we disturb him like this, he might die like the hunchback."
Yan Xiaoliu patted Chen Jiu's shoulder and comforted him.
"Yan Xiaoliu, do you know who he is?"
The fear in Chen Jiu's heart did not dissipate, and he asked Yan Xiaoliu again.
"This is the real God of Killing. If you see him in the future, you can take as many detours as you want. We can't afford to offend him."
Yan Xiaoliu looked in the direction where Ding Xiaoyi disappeared, and he warned Chen Jiu.
"Who is he? When did such a murderous god appear in this imperial capital?"
Chen Jiu was still puzzled.
"Although he is not very well-known in the Imperial City, he is well-known in the Slaughter City and Jiange...",
Yan Xiaoliu turned around and left, and Chen Jiu hurriedly followed behind this impressive middle-aged man.
Yan Xiaoliu's voice echoed in his ears, and the two figures quickly disappeared into the vast night.
Several figures emerged from the dark corner,
Their faces were extremely pale, and their eyes flickered with surprise.
That sword had completely suppressed them,
No matter how reluctant they were to let go of the softly shining butterfly shadow, compared to their lives, they had no choice but to give up.
Ding Xiaoyi followed the soul butterfly and appeared outside a majestic palace.
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Looking at the magnificent palace.
He couldn't help but be stunned. This was the imperial palace, Dayong Palace.
Could it be that Ye Qingqing was kidnapped into the palace? He couldn't help but wonder secretly in his heart.
Dayong Palace is heavily guarded.
There are also powerful talisman formations carved on the walls of the palace.
Although these talisman formations are not worth mentioning to Ding Xiaoyi, it seems that the soul butterfly cannot pass through the talisman formations and enter the inner courtyard of the palace.
Ding After Xiao Yi circled around the palace wall, he did not find any entrance.
At this time, the palace wall gate was closed tightly.
Not even a small bird can fly in.
It seemed that the only option was to forcefully break the talisman formation near the palace.
He thought secretly in his heart.
He came to a hidden city wall, holding several jade slips tightly in his hands.
The soul butterfly fluttered its crystal wings and lingered around Ding Xiaoyi,
The soul butterfly could not fly into the palace, so it had to surround Ding Xiaoyi.
It seems that this soul butterfly is also psychic and is not far away from Ding Xiaoyi.
With a wave of the jade slip in his hand,
Several jade slips fell into the city wall.
As he muttered words, waves of ripples rose up like water ripples.
Ding Xiaoyi stepped on his heart sword and shot towards the top of the city wall.
The soul butterfly landed on his shoulder, and his figure turned into a stream of light and quickly disappeared outside the city wall.
The soldiers on the palace wall felt a weak wave of energy gushing out.
The weak energy fluctuation quickly disappeared, and then they felt a breeze blowing from their shoulders.
"It's weird weather, why is there a gust of wind?"
One soldier couldn't help but complain to the same.
"Can you just say a few words? Isn't it normal to have wind? It's just a gust of wind, don't you make a fuss about it?"
A soldier looked at the bottom of the city wall, and the night of the imperial capital came into his eyes.
"What time is it now? It's time to change shifts, right?"
Another soldier asked, yawning.
"It's still early, it's not yet midnight."
A soldier hidden in the darkness made a faint voice.
Ding Xiaoyi's figure flashed and he appeared in the inner courtyard of the palace.
He didn't know that this was the courtyard of the palace.
The soul butterfly flapped its wings and headed towards the depths of the palace.
They bypassed the patrolling palace guards and arrived at an elegant courtyard.
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The soul butterfly flew towards the other courtyard, with Ding Xiaoyi following closely behind.
He was also very confused. This courtyard seemed to be different from Queen Feng Qingwu's.
There are no patrolling guards in this courtyard.
There were only a few guards standing in various courtyards of this courtyard.
They stand slouched and languid, showing no alertness at all.
Ding Xiaoyi easily bypassed the lazy guards and arrived at a palace in this courtyard.
"Jingbi Court",
Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but be startled when he saw the plaque above the palace.
Jingbiyuan is usually the residence of the princesses of the Dayong royal family.
But he didn't expect that he would be brought to the palace of the princess of the Dayong Royal Family by this soul butterfly.
Just as he was thinking secretly, the soul butterfly flew into the palace.
After entering the palace,
The soul butterfly flew towards the depths of the palace again, and there were several small and unique courtyards in the palace.
Ding Xiaoyi turned east and west in the palace and finally came to a courtyard that exuded a quiet atmosphere.
The small door of the villa is written "Xiubiju", so I don't know which princess of the royal family is the bedroom of this villa.
Ding Xiaoyi's figure was like the wind, and he entered the courtyard directly.
He saw a room in the courtyard lit up with faint candlelight.
He was startled,
It's so late, and the owner of Xiubiju hasn't gone to bed yet.
Through that window screen,
Ding Xiaoyi vaguely saw the outline of a beautiful figure.
He looked at the figure in the candlelight, but there was an inexplicable nervousness in his heart.
He felt that the blood all over his body began to become restless, and this feeling surprised him.
Why do I feel nervous inexplicably, and my blood is agitated more and more frequently.
He had never felt like this before, this feeling was like a call from family blood.
He felt the blood of his relatives calling him, and he was stunned.
He looked at the figure in the candlelight,
It was a slender and graceful figure,
There was only a vague shadow, and he couldn't tell the other person's age.
The blurry figure seemed to be embroidering something with the help of the weak candlelight. She seemed very focused and meticulous.
When Ding Xiaoyi saw the blurry figure, he couldn't help but be fascinated.
The blurry figure seemed to be pulled by a thread.
He really wanted to enter that house and see the true face of the vague figure in Mount Lu.
"His" sound,
The soul butterfly flew directly into the house.
Before Ding Xiaoyi could stop him, the soul butterfly had already entered the room.
"What a beautiful butterfly, where did this butterfly come from?"
A soft female voice came from that room,
The voice sounded like fairy music to Ding Xiaoyi's ears.
He trembled all over,
The sound made the blood in his body boil.
He could feel that this was blood resonance, and the owner of that house was his relative.
