A black shadow came rushing from the sky, and the cold wind suddenly rose in the grass garden, as dense as a halberd. In the invisible and unintentional strong wind, the sword intent suddenly came vertically and horizontally, and three traces like the claws of a goshawk broke through the space!
Xifenghou's eyes suddenly bulged, filled with blood.
His excited and angry cry for help was completely strangled in his throat. He stretched out his hands and grasped towards the window where Ying Ji was, his eyes full of despair and unwillingness.
Finally, he slowly fell down, with his back facing upwards. Three sharp claw scratches fell on his back. The wounds were deep enough to show the bones, and even the bones of his spine were severed.
The bright red wound turned red-orange due to the sword intent in the claw marks, and the surrounding flesh rolled up and twisted little by little, like withering embers of fire.
"Puff puff..."
Above the sky, a bird that looked like a black hawk but was not an eagle fluttered its wings.
After all, there is no eagle in the world that has three heads.
The three strange birds screamed sharply and finally folded their wings and landed in the arms of a young man who came in a hurry and looked anxious.
Ying Ji looked at the bird with a strange smell, and her eyes finally showed a slight change.
Her tilted head came back to straightness little by little. In the winding corridor, the wind tore the branches of flowers, and the broken light and shadows came into view, which was a bit scary.
The murderer was not one of the six Yin Kings as Ying Ji thought, but an unknown young man.
Although Ying Ji remembered that his name was Manfu, she could only barely gain a foothold in the court.
How dare such a junior kill a prince in front of the Queen's Palace?
What's even more concerning is that he actually kills people with Xu Yin!
Manfu was secretly carrying out an assassination mission, and Xu Yin was involved. Everything was going well, but Xi Fenghou was too difficult to deal with, and it was a tough idea, so he actually escaped here.
When he realized where he had broken into, Manfu broke into a cold sweat. He didn't even have time to wipe the blood on his face. He knelt down and saluted: "Your Majesty, Manfu! See your majesty!"
"Hoo!!!" The window suddenly opened wide, and the strong wind shook the depths of the courtyard. The two windows turned into powder, and white-brown dust danced wildly, hurting the eyes.
The falcon on Manfu's shoulder seemed to be greatly frightened and was about to flutter its wings.
A soft and slender hand came through the wind and strangled its neck. The spread wings instantly became weak and relaxed.
The whole house was shocked and pale, not daring to look up. They only saw a corner of the dark red skirt floating in front of their eyes.
Xu Yinmo, who could instantly kill the prince, fell into the hands of the empress, and was like a chicken that could only be slaughtered.
Above the head, a woman's cold voice came: "How come my Xuyin is in your hands?"
Feeling the murderous intent that was about to overflow, Lord Manfu's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.
Secretly thinking, Your Majesty the Prince, why are you so unreliable? You took away the four seals from His Majesty’s Palace, and His Majesty has no idea about this!
Listen to the tone of this accusation!
This is treating him as a traitor to the country!
Lord Manfu knew that if he used the name of His Highness the Crown Prince at this moment, he would definitely be able to escape.
He was filled with fear, but he also remembered Bai Lian's instructions not to reveal his identity to His Majesty.
"Oh? The bones are quite strong."
As the dangerous voice sounded, Manfu felt a cold palm fall on the top of his head, and his whole body seemed to be covered by frost, unable to move.
"I would like to give it a try, how hard can your skull be?"
At the moment when the five fingers suddenly closed together, the horrified Manfujun felt that his mind would collapse in the next moment.
The suffocating feeling of death continued to dry up his blood. Lord Manfu trembled and trembled all over, but he gritted his teeth and said not a word. He closed his eyes as if appointed and waited for the trial.
Unexpectedly, that hand suddenly let go of him.
Lord Manfu's whole body went limp. He seemed to be alive again after the disaster. He collapsed to the ground covered in sweat and looked up at the unpredictable Ying Ji.
Hear her murmur: "That's all, why bother with a junior?"
She also let go of her other hand, and the bird flapped its wings and flew back to Lord Manfu like it was avoiding snakes and scorpions.
Ying Ji looked down at Dan and said, "Is this Xu Seal given to you by the young man from Jiuyou?"
Manfu Jun Xindao's answer to this question did not seem to go against His Highness the Crown Prince's wishes. He had no choice but to nod his head and say yes.
Ying Ji raised her eyebrows slightly.
I underestimated that boy. In a short period of time, he was able to bring out Xu Yin after entering the forbidden place...
"Okay, please step back."
The Manfu looked at Lady Ying Ji in disbelief, thinking that Your Majesty did not know the prince's secret order, so he killed the important ministers and princes in front of His Majesty.
His Majesty didn't even ask, as if the person who had just been killed was just an ant.
Is it possible that Your Majesty... has the same thoughts as His Highness the Crown Prince, and has long known that for the Zhongyou Dynasty, such an old and immortal cancer as Xifeng Hou should not be left behind?
Although he had doubts in his heart, as a minister, Manfu did not dare to speculate on the holy will, so he had no choice but to pick up the life he had picked up, resign and leave.
Ying Ji's face was full of doubts, and she couldn't understand what kind of method Bailian used to get the Xu seal?
In other words, what he took away was not just Xu Yin.
I don't know why, but an extremely absurd and unrealistic idea came to my mind for no reason.
The thoughts were unclear, like a looming floating thread. As long as one end was grasped, a shocking truth could be revealed.
Ying Ji was irritated for no reason. She didn't care much about the Four Seals of Zhongyou, but by some mistake, she turned around and entered the palace, and her aura disappeared.
Not long after, Mr. Manfu just walked out of the Empress' inner garden.
Before he could relax his tense heartstrings after the disaster, a majestic pressure like a mountain suddenly came from behind him.
Immediately afterwards, poor Manfujun was like a little chicken that was unable to walk smoothly, being effortlessly slapped to the ground by the tiger's giant palm.
He knelt down on all fours and knelt firmly on the ground.
Even the most courageous person would be frightened by this sudden act.
Lord Manfu's mentality was about to collapse due to the manuscript. He shook his legs and said mournfully: "Why don't you give me a good time, Your Majesty?"
Ying Ji stood desolately in the courtyard door, like a thin reflection, but there was an indescribable emotion between her brows.
Her voice seemed to be trembling: "Room..."
Room?
It was so confusing that Mr. Manfu couldn't understand it at all, but he didn't dare not respond.
He raised his head in fear and looked up at the holy face of the empress, only to see the fluttering eyelashes under her black eyes, which contained something incomprehensible...expectation, forbearance, fear, and excitement.
Like a very thirsty person, suddenly received a handful of dry, sweet but insignificant spring water.
It was clear that she was the one in charge of life and death, but at this moment she looked even more frightened than Manfu, fearing that the water in her hands was a phantom of her own imagination.
She added: "Which room? Which one does he live in? I want to go, I want to have a look."
I don't know if it was Manfu's illusion, but he felt that His Majesty's thoughts were all confused, and his words were all confused and unclear, and he didn't even notice it.
He asked in a daze: "Whose...whose room is it?"
There was a loud bang, and a rockery next to Manfu lying on the ground suddenly exploded into rubble all over the ground.
Her Majesty the Empress was obviously very impatient when she couldn't speak clearly.
He was so frightened that he suddenly reacted and said hurriedly: "Ah ah ah, are you talking about the Messenger of the Nine Netherworld? He lives in the Shaosi Palace! He is in the Shaosi Palace!"
Almost as soon as the last note fell, Ying Ji's figure disappeared in front of the courtyard gate.
Bang!
The door of Shaosi Hall was suddenly pushed open, strong wind rushed in, Ying Ji's black hair brushed her cheeks, and she danced wildly.
When she entered the palace, she even tripped over her own belt. Her face, which had been extremely haggard and weathered after years of suffering, was filled with so many repressed emotions that it seemed like she was about to explode!
There was no popularity in the palace, but she was like a headless fly, eager to dig deep and search for it.
Finally, her eyes were fixed on the cold black jade that exuded a faint luster between the beds, and her breath was instantly taken away.
Ying Ji suddenly pursed her lips, and it was like a fire resurrected from the darkness in her eyes.
…
…
Shen Tu prepared three masks for Bailian, one was the face of Ying Xiu, one was the face of a strange male young man, and the third one was very strange, it was a woman's face.
Its name is to make it easier for him to walk in the world.
But Balian always felt that there was something special about the King's Palace in it.
Shen Tu's craftsmanship is extremely superb. It is not like the human skin masks used by ordinary martial arts schools in the world, nor is it a low-level illusion.
That thin piece of skin was made of unknown materials. It was extremely thin and transparent. It stuck between the cheeks and fit tightly. There was no trace on the edges, as if a new face had been born on the face.
There is no illusion, and wearing a mask with a human face doesn't make people look a bit stiff or strange.
Balian had just left the imperial city, and behind him was a large group of Zhongyou Yingling ministers escorting them out of the city. He put on the mask of Ying Xiu.
As expected, whenever he walks out of the Zhongyou Dynasty with this face on his head, he will be secretly contacted by people from the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance.
Yin Baishuang looked at Balian's face, touched his chin and said, "It's really strange. When I first met you two hundred years ago, I thought your face was very appetizing. Looking at it today, it's really weird. It doesn’t look good anywhere.”
Balian said helplessly: "There is nothing we can do about it. The old fox from the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance is not that easy to deal with."
Yin Baishuang said meaningfully: "Yes, in this world, there are many people who don't like lakes..."
Before Balian could figure out what she meant when she suddenly said this, he just had a premonition in his heart. Before he could think about it, a crimson shadow appeared in the distant mountains.
In the blink of an eye, the figure was only a few steps away from him.
Ying Ji stood there quietly, with pale skin, red clothes and black hair, a slender neck, and a slender figure. Her two arms were hidden in her sleeves, and her large palace robe was fluttering in the wind. See the charming and graceful meaning.
The only thing that was surprising was that the Empress was carrying an untimely small package behind her. It was bulging and still moving. It was unknown what it contained.
Bai Lian never expected that Ying Ji would leave the Empress Palace and chase her here, but she was really shocked.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty?"
Ying Ji hummed softly, her voice was ethereal, and she couldn't tell the truth: "This title sounds really comfortable and refreshing."
Only then did Bai Lian realize that he was holding Ying Xiu's face at the moment.
He hurriedly tore off the skin on his face, his heart pounding, and hurriedly said: "It's me, it's me, Your Majesty."
"I know it's you. Ying Xiu is dead, isn't it?" Ying Ji looked straight at Balian: "This is what you told me."
Balian was not sure what Ying Ji's purpose was in chasing him here, so he had to bite the bullet and answer: "Three days ago, there was some trouble in the Guozheng Palace. I need to borrow his identity as the crown prince to meet with the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance for a while. people."
Ying Ji hummed again: "The word 'borrow' is used very well, what else?"
besides?
Why is this tone so weird?
Balian suddenly felt that she was difficult to deal with: "No... no more."
Why is he so nervous?
Ying Ji chuckled, stretched out, and looked at the distant sky in her foreign country. There was a blue luan bird fluttering its wings, and it was about to leave its homeland.
She smiled and said: "Today is such a good weather."
This topic is really confusing and fits the title of Mad Queen.
She waved to Bai Lian in a casual manner, and said with a narrowed smile: "Young young man is leaving Zhongyou, and I don't know when we will see each other again. Please come closer and let me take a good look at you. "
The expressions on the faces of the ministers escorting His Royal Highness the Crown Prince out of the palace suddenly became strange and strange.
Is this what their Majesty can say?
The Ying Ji Xu saw on weekdays was usually crazy and abnormal.
Occasionally, she would do some unbelievable things, so that Bailian was not suspicious and wary, and even noticed the playful expression of Palace Master Yin Xiao at this moment.
When he was walking towards Ying Ji, the wind was strong because of the height on the bank.
The wind undulated between the sleeves of the empress's robe, causing the bright red sleeves to flutter lightly, like ripples on the water. Between the rolling and flying, a long, furry thing was revealed.
Prince Qiao Yudian, who stood behind him, rubbed his eyes, thinking he had seen it wrong.
After taking a closer look, I saw it right.
What His Majesty is hiding in his sleeve...is actually a feather duster? !
Or a feather duster made of extremely bright red, green and gold feathers? !
What kind of evil spirit has your majesty fallen into? Why are you running around with such a demeaning thing in your arms?
Qiao Yu saw the thing in Ying Ji's hand, and Bailian, who was sharp-eyed, naturally took a look.
He suddenly stopped and his hands were neatly put away and clasped behind his back.
From Yin Baishuang's angle, you can just see his two index fingers hidden behind his back, entangled with each other.
Then I heard Bailian say seriously: "Your Majesty is a great cultivator who is unique in the world. You can see it clearly from thousands of miles away. I don't dare to offend the Holy Master, so I'd better just stand here." (To be completed.) Continued)
