Inside the Daliang Palace.
Li Xingyun looked at Wen Tao in front of him, raised his hand to take off his mask, and asked, "You said you just met me?"
"Yes, supervising the country." Wen Taoyan looked at Li Xingyun in front of him with certainty and replied.
"How can you be sure that it's me and not someone else in disguise?" Li Xingyun looked at Wen Tao in front of him and asked.
"Ah? Am I being deceived?" Wen Tao said with a look of disbelief on his face, "But you also demonstrated the Tiangang Technique, which should be a unique skill that only you and the Marshal can master."
Speaking of this, Wen Tao felt it carefully and found that the Li Xingyun he just met and the Li Xingyun in front of him were indeed completely different in terms of momentum and aura.
"I understand." Li Xingyun understood.
After Wen Tao said this series of conditions, he understood.
In this world, there is indeed a person with the same face as him, who can also perform Tiangang Jue.
"Brother Wen Tao, can you still find them?
Also, where are my junior sister and Brother Shangguan? "Li Xingyun looked at Wen Tao in front of him and continued to ask.
"Miss Lu and Brother Shangguan should be in Xianzhou at the moment. I came here after receiving a secret message from the commander." When Wen Tao said this, he asked in disbelief: "How can there be someone with the appearance of a prisoner in this world? It’s the same, but what about the person who knows Tiangang Jue?”
Because the only one who can do this is...
Wen Tao didn't dare to think about it anymore.
'Yuan Tiangang, what do you want to do this time? Li Xingyun raised his head and looked at the bright moon in the sky, thinking with a complex expression.
"I'm trying to find them for the Supervisory State." Wen Tao looked at Li Xingyun in front of him and nodded, took out his compass, and began to act.
At this time, Wen Tao also realized that he had been deceived.
"Jian Guo, they are no longer in Bianzhou." After a long time, Wen Tao looked at Li Xingyun in front of him and replied.
"We are already some distance away from Bianzhou, so we are going to Weizhou." Wen Tao looked at Li Xingyun in front of him and replied.
"Zhu Youwen should also be traveling with him." Wen Tao looked at Li Xingyun in front of him and continued to add.
"Weizhou." Li Xingyun lowered his head and pondered. He could probably guess Fake Li's next move, but from the bottom of his heart, he still wanted to give Fake Li another ending.
"Brother Wen Tao, although Brother Shangguan has high martial arts skills, caring about him can lead to chaos. I'm afraid that something will happen to him again.
I have to ask you to rush back to Xianzhou overnight and bring the news to my junior sister and brother Shangguan, so that they can be careful about someone who looks exactly like me. "
…
The next day, morning.
In the Jiao Lan Palace.
At this time, the palace is magnificent, brilliant and majestic, which makes people awe-inspiring. When the lanterns were first lit in the hall, the golden walls were brilliant, the jade pillars were towering, and the bead curtains were fluttering.
But the mottled blood stains and the smell of blood on the imperial platform and dragon chairs added a bit of the same color to the extremely luxurious hall.
Li Xingyun stood in the Jiao Lan Hall, dressed in black and wearing a red armor and copper ring mask with black patterns on his face. With his hands behind his back, he looked down at the shocking dark red blood stains on the glazed bricks in the hall.
Two bad guys dressed as members of the Xuanming Cult slowly walked into the Jiao Lan Hall holding down the fake Zhu Youwen.
With a 'pop' sound, the fake Zhu Youwen fell to his knees without hesitation when he saw Li Xingyun in the hall.
"Do you remember them all?" Li Xingyun looked at the fake Zhu Youwen who was kneeling on the ground and buckling his head. He looked at the two Xuanming followers behind him with suspicion and asked.
"Please rest assured, Supervisor." A bad guy patted the iron armor on his chest and said to Li Xingyun in front of him.
The other man was holding a scimitar, and the scimitar in his hand was wrapped with a beautiful sword flower. The cold light shone in the entire Jiao Lan Palace. He raised his hand and put the knife on the fake Zhu Youwen's neck.
"Do you remember everything?" The bad guy looked at the fake Zhu Youwen in front of him with a threatening tone.
"Remember...remember, remember." When the fake Zhu Youwen saw this, he said tremblingly. As he spoke, he tried to move his neck farther away from the scimitar that shone with cold light.
"Okay, pass the order and go to court." Li Xingyun's deep voice came from behind the red-armored copper ring mask with mysterious patterns.
…
Inside the palace.
Starting from the stone steps of Jiao Lan Hall, two rows of bad guys dressed as members of the Xuanming Cult, wearing black armor, wearing ghost masks, and holding scimitars, lined up from the stone steps to the outside of the gate.
On the road in front of them, from outside the door to the stone dragon statue and in front of the Jiao Lan Hall, the corpses of the Xuan Ming cultists were densely covered.
Liang Guo officials wearing official robes were slowly walking towards Jiao Lan Hall.
They carefully stepped over the corpses of the Xuanming cultists, stepping on the mottled and shocking bloodstains, suppressing their nausea, and suppressing the uneasiness and fear in their hearts as they walked towards Jiao Lan Palace.
Behind a group of court officials were Meng Po, Yang Yan, Yang Miao, and a group of bad guys dressed as members of the Xuan Ming Cult.
In the entire Daliang Emperor's capital, Bianzhou, only Yang Yan and Yang Miao can be regarded as pure members of the Xuanming Sect.
When the officials stood still in the Jiao Lan Hall, they found that there was no one on the dragon chair. There were mottled blood stains on the dragon chair and the imperial platform. The second highness Zhu Youwen, who used to be submissive in the past, now moved a golden chair. He sat next to Zhu Wen's imperial desk.
"This, this..." An official was shocked when he saw this. He was overwhelmed by the information that came to his mind at this moment.
"My lords, I have some unfortunate news to tell you today." Li Xingyun raised his hand and coughed twice, wearing a mask, his figure suddenly appeared in the middle of Jiao Lan Hall.
Before the Liang officials around him could react, he continued: "Last night, Zhu Yougui committed regicide and the emperor died."
"What!"
"this……"
"Your Majesty, he..."
The entire Jiaolan Palace exploded instantly. A group of Liang officials who usually shouted and shouted at each other were now whispering to each other like chirping chickens.
"In order to kill His Highness the Second Highness and the Emperor, and then seize the throne, Zhu Yougui did not hesitate to collude with Li Xingyun, a remnant of the previous dynasty, in a conspiracy!
This Fengdu is currently serving as the leader of the Xuanming Cult under the orders of His Highness the Second Highness.
Last night, I and the Second Highness joined forces and fought to the death to defeat Zhu Yougui. Unfortunately, we were still unable to save the emperor, and the remnant of the previous dynasty, Li Xingyun, escaped. "Li Xingyun coughed lightly and continued.
All Liang Guo officials looked at each other and were at a loss.
Before they could react, Li Xingyun glanced at the fake Zhu Youwen who was in charge.
It's time for a treat.
"Uh, uh, oh, hello, adults." The fake Zhu Youwen said hello to all the Liang Guo officials in the hall. Suddenly, he saw Li Xingyun's dangerous eyes, and his heart trembled. He shuddered, and then he quickly continued: "Um, last night... you adults didn't join in with Zhu Yougui, you should be rewarded..."
(End of chapter)
