As she spoke, a layer of green light lit up all over Grandma Murong's body, turning into a circle of green vines that surged forward.
Bang——!
With a muffled sound, the green light shot by Concubine Ning shattered a tree trunk and exploded.
A figure was suddenly exposed to the moonlight.
Jiang Yunzhou was shocked: "Is it him!?"
Mo Xiu and Chu Yan also recognized the person who came, it was the retainer who made a big fuss in Prince Kang's Mansion two days ago.
At this time, the sky-wide vines released by Aunt Murong had surrounded him, entangling him tightly almost as soon as he jumped from the tree branch. Then, Concubine Ning's hands were quickly turned over, and a green sword light suddenly formed.
"Don't do anything yet!" Jiang Yunzhou suddenly stopped.
"Huh?" Concubine Ning turned her head and looked over in confusion.
Jiang Yunzhou took a few steps forward, a strange look flashed in his eyes: "He seems to have no ill intentions."
Hearing what he said, everyone looked at the tied up guest, as if they really didn't see him fighting back. Grandma Murong quickly completed her hand seals, and a ball of flame suddenly lit up on the branches of the vine.
By the light of the fire, everyone could see the face of this guest clearly. His face was thin, and his goatee was a little gray. His eyes were sunken in the sockets, and his eyes were lifeless, as if he had lost his soul.
Jiang Yunzhou suddenly realized that he just lost his soul.
A strange feeling arose from the bottom of his heart, and Jiang Yunzhou took steps forward, approaching the doorman step by step.
"Yunzhou." Concubine Ning raised the green sword light and called out worriedly.
"fine."
Jiang Yunzhou nodded, signaling her to rest assured, and continued to approach the retainer.
When he came within ten feet of him, the strange feeling in his heart became stronger, as if he had an inexplicable connection with this person.
Jiang Yunzhou turned to look at Grandma Murong and said, "Mammy, please let him go."
Aunt Murong was slightly surprised. This person was truly in the Guiyi Realm. His aura was sinister and cold. He was definitely a guy who had contaminated countless lives. He was very dangerous!
Concubine Ning seemed to notice something unusual about this person and nodded towards her.
Aunt Murong understood and waved her hands, and those tough rattans dissipated instantly. However, after the bound guest regained his freedom, he still stood motionless, without even moving his eyes.
Jiang Yunzhou's eyebrows were frivolous, he pondered for a moment, and tentatively ordered: "Raise your right hand..."
Under everyone's surprised gazes, the doorman's eyes flickered, and he actually slowly raised his right hand and kept it there quietly, as if waiting for Jiang Yunzhou's next instruction.
…
Ling'an City, in the study of an exquisite house very close to the imperial palace.
The candlelight was dim, and bursts of electricity flashed brightly and dimly in the room.
Gu An was sitting cross-legged on the futon, with blue and purple arcs intertwining in his hands, forming a spherical grid with constant crackling sounds.
He closed his eyes tightly, his expression solemn, a thin line of cold sweat slid down his forehead, his cheeks were slightly red, and he seemed to be suffering from great pain.
a long time.
Gu An was expelled suddenly, his face became as pale as paper, and he murmured: "Why did it become like this? Why did there suddenly be so many variables!"
He wiped away the sweat from his forehead and his eyes were cold and cold.
After pondering for a moment, Gu Anban took out a red lantern from the cabinet and snapped his fingers. As the current flashed, the wick flame jumped and burned instantly.
He untied the red rope and hung the lantern under the eaves. At the same time, he took out a purple spirit Gu and crushed it gently, then raised it in the air and dispersed with the wind.
After doing all this, he returned to the study, sat in front of the desk, and waited quietly.
The red lanterns hanging under the eaves swayed in the wind, and there was silence everywhere.
After about one stick of incense.
A squeak!
The door to the study room was suddenly pushed open.
Outside the door, a hunched black figure stepped in, holding a red lantern and walking slowly towards Gu Anban.
Under the candlelight, his old face was bloodless and gray, and his deep-set eyes were full of blood red, exuding a ghostly and sinister aura that made people tremble with fear.
"See Young Master."
The old man slowly stretched out his skinny hands to bow, his tone was hoarse and unpleasant, like the neighing of a night owl.
This person is the last emperor of Qian Kingdom's personal bodyguard, Liang Wusheng, a spiritual master in the realm of life and death.
"Well, Uncle Liang is exempt from the gift."
Gu Anwen stepped forward to help him up, turned around and picked up the teapot, poured a cup of hot tea for Liang Wusheng and handed it to him, then asked:
"Uncle Liang hasn't found the whereabouts of the sacrificial spirit yet?"
Liang Wusheng took the tea cup respectfully and sighed: "Oh, never, the person who wiped out my sacrificial skills is probably still above me in cultivation."
Gu An was a little surprised when he heard this and said: "In this world, can there be a death spiritual master who is stronger than Uncle Liang?"
Liang Wusheng put down the tea cup and said quietly: "Although the death spiritual master has declined, there are many crouching tigers, hidden dragons and hidden masters in the world. As far as I know, there is a death in the Ling Pavilion who has reached the peak of the life and death realm. Spiritualist.”
"What?!"
Gu An's handsome face revealed a hint of shock: "The Ling Pavilion is a model for spiritual masters in the world, how can there be a death spiritual master?"
Liang Wusheng nodded: "It was the person who proposed the plan of the Death Legion to the late emperor, but for some reason the news was leaked halfway."
"Will he be the one who takes away Uncle Liang's spirit this time?" Gu An asked.
"No, he can't do it. Although I am not as strong as him, I am superior to him in the art of living sacrifice." Liang Wusheng shook his head in denial, and then said with relief:
"But there is no need to worry, young master. This person probably doesn't know about the relationship between the spirit sacrifice and me."
Gu An sighed and said, "It's a pity that Uncle Liang has worked hard all his life. The sacrifice of the spirit has almost touched the threshold of life and death."
"It doesn't matter, I'm still poisonous. When he comes back tomorrow, I will turn him into a corpse puppet and train him for half a year. I believe he can break through the realm of life and death in one fell swoop. Then I will join forces with him to kill the four pillars of the Jin Kingdom one by one. Young Master’s great plan can come true!”
Liang Wusheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his hoarse voice sounded like an evil ghost.
Hearing this, Gu Anban affirmed: "Well, King Yu is dead, and there is really no need for Du San to stay by his side."
"Young Master called me here, shouldn't you just be worried about the sacrifice of spirits?" Liang Wusheng asked.
"That's right, Emperor Jin's recovery has thrown our plan into chaos. I just tried my best to divination, but there are too many variables, and the original plan is already difficult to achieve. We may really need to start that plan." Gu Anban said solemnly.
Liang Wusheng's brows were as wrinkled as dry tree bark: "Master, have you thought about it? Once you lose control, I'm afraid all life will be ruined."
Gu An shook his head: "I don't plan to fully activate it. I have sent people to Jinzhou. If nothing unexpected happens, Nan Yan will take action soon. I called Uncle Liang this time because he hopes that Uncle Liang will go to Beiliang himself." , I plan to use that plan to cause chaos in Beiliang first, and under heavy pressure, war will break out in the north."
Liang Wusheng said: "Young master wants them to bite dogs."
"That's right, I didn't want another war, but now it seems that the Jin Emperor is getting better and better. If this continues, the Jin Kingdom will only become more and more stable."
Gu Anqi let out a long sigh, as if he had made some important decision:
"There will be darkness before dawn. In order to save thousands of people from suffering, I have to make this decision."
"Young Master Shengming!"
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