Zezhou, in the governor's mansion.
The originally gorgeous hall of the mansion was now transformed into a mourning hall.
Zhu Youzhen's body was placed in a coffin.
Li Xingyun came to the lobby with a group of people wearing black armor, ghost faces, and Xuanming Sect costumes.
Several people wearing Xuanming Sect costumes took off their masks, and it turned out to be Ji Ruxue, Xuan Jingtian, and Miaochengtian.
"Go and give the order to Wang Yanzhang. Do not disturb the people. Anyone who disobeys the order will be killed." Li Xingyun took off his red armor and copper ring mask with mysterious patterns, turned his face and gave an order to a bad person.
"Yes." The bad guy responded with a respectful clasped fist.
Li Xingyun walked to the coffin containing Zhu Youzhen's body, raised his hand, and used his internal force to open the coffin lid.
Inside, Zhu Youzhen's silver-robed body was lying in the coffin. Li Xingyun raised his hand and placed it on Zhu Youzhen's hand to check the pulse.
Then, Li Xingyun dropped Zhu Youzhen's hand.
Raising his hand, he slowly closed the coffin, and Zhu Youzhen's body was slowly shrouded in darkness again.
After today, Fengdu's identity should come to an end for the time being.
"The order is sent, except for the Zezhou garrison, the rest of the Liang State troops will return to the court.
Wang Yanzhang was ordered to escort Zhu Youzhen's body back to Bianzhou. "Li Xingyun slowly took off his mask and hung it around his waist.
"Yes!" Behind him, a group of bad guys saluted in unison.
When Xuan Jingtian and Miao Chengtian saw this, they also clasped their fists and saluted, and then Ji Ruxue also clasped her fists and saluted Li Xingyun.
…
Taiyuan.
The chief helmsman of Tongwen Hall.
In a room filled with the fragrance of books and ink.
Inside the house, there are gorgeous tapestries hanging on the walls and delicate carpets on the floor. There are rows of bookshelves in the room, with volumes of books placed on them. Light pours in through the windows, reflecting the magnificence of the room, making people involuntarily immersed in an atmosphere of elegance and nobility.
Sanqianyuan wore a human skin mask of Li Siyuan, a white Confucian robe, and a Xiu Wen fan on his waist, and was meditating in the house.
Blue gas flames billowed around it, surrounding its entire body.
It is the Holy Qiankun Gong.
He practiced hard for many days and practiced with great concentration, and finally mastered the Holy Qiankun Kung Fu to some extent.
Dean Sanqian breathed a sigh of relief. At this point, unless Jian Guo did something to reassure him, he could really rest assured.
However, when thinking of Li Xingyun's words, 'There will be a time when you can rest assured in the future', Sanqianyuan still felt uneasy and a little uneasy.
I don't know why, but starting this morning, Sanqianyuan felt that his brows kept twitching, as if something bad was about to happen.
Suddenly, he felt a breath approaching this place.
A man with a stooped figure, red hair and a red beard, and a somewhat shrewd look on his face came outside the house.
'Li Cunzhong! 'The alarm bells in Sanqianyuan's heart rang loudly, and with a strong sense of vigilance in his heart, he stood up slowly, walked gracefully outside the house, faced Li Cunzhong, and stood with his hands behind his back.
Li Cunzhong was Li Siyuan's confidant. Although his martial arts skills were not high, he knew Li Siyuan very well. If he made a mistake and made a mistake, the great cause of supervising the country and being the commander-in-chief might be ruined in his hands.
Outside the house, there was a disciple of Tongwen Hall wearing a white robe and a Tongwen Hall standard mask standing outside the door. He knelt down on one knee and saluted Li Cunzhong: "See the master."
Yes, the face behind this mask...is none other than Quinn, the helmsman of the Taiyuan Bad Guys Division!
After leaving Jinyang Palace that day, he picked up the plane and temporarily ditched Li Cunren. Then, he changed his appearance and was next to Li Siyuan in the Tongwen Pavilion.
At this time, he couldn't help but sigh that the supervisor and the commander were both clever and clever.
Sanqianyuan was worried, fearing that his cheap brother Li Sizhao would be dead now without a burial place. Li Cunzhong came here to report his funeral.
With Jianguo's power now far above that of the Great Heaven, as long as Li Sizhao comes in front of him, there is no way he will be spared.
"Holy Lord, big brother, good news, good news!" As soon as Li Cunzhong saw Li Siyuan coming out, he put on a flattering smile, looked at Li Siyuan in front of him and said.
Sanqianyuan (inner heart): ∑(дlll)?
When Sanqianyuan heard this, his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly spoke in Li Siyuan's voice: "What's the matter? Ninth Brother is so irritable."
"Brother, with a clever plan, Yasheng has made a great contribution. Brother, this is the information sent back by Yasheng." Li Cunzhong respectfully handed a piece of information to Li Siyuan with both hands.
Sanqianyuan raised his hand and took the information from Li Cunzhong. When he looked up, his brows furrowed.
'My brother Si Yuan has just met. Your Highness and I, along with Zhu Youwen, the ghost king of the Xuanming Sect, have arrived outside Luzhou City. Li Xingyun has some rare things to live in. Come quickly. '
The letter was very brief, and Li Sizhao felt that his elder brother's thoughts were the same as his at this moment, coercing the emperor to order the princes.
Li Xingyun's background has been compiled into an image to spread to the world. This fake Li has the same face as Li Xingyun, so that's right, he is His Highness.
So in his mind, he directly replaced the fake Li with the words "Your Highness" and "Li Xingyun".
The fake Li is an important chess piece of Yuan Tiangang. Not everyone among the bad guys knows about the existence of the fake Li. At least Sanqianyuan has been at the helm of Guanwai all year round. What's the use of him knowing this?
As time went by, this letter took on another meaning when it fell into Sanqianyuan's eyes.
'What the hell! Sanqianyuan cursed in his heart, pointed the note at the sun with some disbelief, and looked at it carefully under the sunlight.
What about the peace of mind you promised?
What is this?
Before he could react, a Tongwenguan disciple wearing a white robe came to the place, knelt down on one knee in front of Li Siyuan, and respectfully reported: "Holy Master, King Jin has an order for you to come and see him quickly."
Sanqianyuan thought about the last time he met Li Keyong, and his heart skipped a beat again.
…
Raojiang.
It is a land of beautiful mountains and green waters. It is truly a paradise. It is surrounded by mountains, shaded by green trees, and clear streams flow through the mountains. Along the way, there are lush vegetation and blooming flowers. The scenery is very beautiful.
The air is fresh and the sun is shining brightly, it feels like you are in a fairyland on earth. The cool mountain breeze blows from the valley, making people feel refreshed and pleasant.
The girl was dressed in purple. On the top of her head is a smooth long purple hair, which falls on her shoulders like a waterfall.
Her face is pretty and charming, her facial features are exquisite, and her big eyes under her long eyelashes sparkle with crystal light, making people stunned.
She has a beautiful figure and graceful curves that attract people's attention involuntarily. Her skin is as white as snow, with a faint pink color, like buds in spring. The whole person exudes a fresh and elegant atmosphere, which makes people involuntarily want to get closer to her to feel the fragrance of youth.
Chi Meng.
At this moment, she has embarked on a journey to the Central Plains to find the bad handsome man.
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