Dressed as a villain eunuch, he was robbed by the world because of his sand sculpture.

It took Yan Zhuo a long time to recover from the state of being suffocated by the moon and losing all his majesty.

She quietly looked back at Xie Qianlan and found that there were several people between him and her. She could only see her head but not her body.

He relaxed a little, glanced sideways at Jun Jing several times, looked down at his collar, tightened it to the same width as Jun Jing, straightened his body, put one hand behind his back, and looked forward.

After a while, he walked past Jun Jing from the front, then passed Xie Qianlan, step by step, very noble and decent, his silver hair barely swaying, and finally stood beside Qi Yejin.

Qi Yejin's face didn't look good, Feng Yi had won too much.

"What's wrong with Emperor Jinyan?"

"I am sure that Yue Fuling is in Feng Yi." Yan Zhuo's voice was very low, so only Qi Yejin could hear it, "Do you think that little eunuch looks like her?"

He had fought with Yue Fuling, and he always felt that the little eunuch's posture and strength were similar sometimes.

Although it's only occasionally, it's not exactly the same.

But you should check it anyway to feel at ease.

Qi Yejin directly rejected it, "It's impossible."

"Why?"

"Do you know the origin of the woman who dared to slap you and set the palace on fire?"

"Humph, I wish I knew someone was arrested in the morning!" Yan Zhuo squinted his eyes.

And now it’s a double slap!

Qi Yejin said: "I have been checking her, and I had no clue at first. Until one day when the monks from Gulin Temple came to visit, I asked casually, but they became very frightened and asked me not to check her anymore."

"Does Gulin Temple know her?"

"Do you still remember the sword that woman used when she called herself Yue Fuling?"

"There is a word about "disaster on the world"?

"Yes, that is the Sword of Disaster. Monk Gulin recognizes the Sword of Disaster. She is the master of the Sword of Disaster. In short, it is an existence that even Zen Master Sanxun of Gulin Temple dare not talk to directly."

Sanxun Zen Master is the most powerful person in Gulin Temple, and his status is still above the world.He is also the only monk in Gulin Temple who can communicate directly with Buddha.

Yan Zhuo had a stern look on his face, "You want to say that this enemy is nowhere to be found?"

"At least not for the time being. Zen Master Sanfun of Gulin Temple cannot face the sword master, let alone you and me?" Qi Yejin said: "If you are willing to join forces with me to destroy Feng Yi and unify the world, you may still be qualified to talk to him. "

Even if he couldn't get justice by then, the other party would always be wrong for burning the palace, and he would be able to get some benefits anyway.

Yan Zhuo resisted the urge to roll his eyes and directly jumped to the topic, "Since she has such a high status, did she come to your and my palace to mess around when she was full and had nothing to do?"

Yan Zhuo stared at Yue Fuling, "I think he has a very similar behavior style to this little eunuch."

Qi Yejin: "If you want to know, cooperate with me to destroy Feng Yi, and then you will be able to..."

Yan Zhuo turned around and left: "I will definitely find her! Kill her!"

While speaking, Yue Fuling had already won.

Because Yuan Chen and Jin Yan decided to go together.

then……

In the end they failed miserably.

"Wow, I'm so powerful!" Yue Fuling looked at her hands.

Unexpectedly powerful.

She looked around, feeling like there was some kind of buff here, making her moves more flexible and versatile, and giving her endless energy.

This was probably the reason why she danced so hard on the tomb of Longzhong.

Winning or losing was determined from the moment Yue Fuling came on stage.This time she really won, and the audience didn't react much.

But Yue Fuling never cared about it, and thanked everyone around her, "Thank you, thank you, thank you for your praise. This is an honor that I deserve, deserve, and deserve! Thank you everyone!"

"Who praised you?"

"I can't help it anymore, I really want to hit him."

"Hold it, you can't beat me."

"Then scold me a few times. I can't do it every time."

"Try?"

"Try it!"

Someone said loudly: "Although you are good at martial arts, you are really immoral. If you fight three times alone, how will you let Feng Yi and other warriors deal with themselves? Although our two countries have lost, most of us are polite and moral! Without martial ethics, what’s the use of being good at martial arts?”

Yue Fuling leisurely carried the iron rod, "My friend, what you said is wrong, let alone the majority. You are more moral than me when you just go to the street to pick up someone."

The whole audience looked at her in shock.

"What should I do? He has no shame!"

You Huaize kindly advised, "I advise you to stop it. At least now you are still standing on the moral high ground and can point fingers at my brother. When my brother starts to kidnap you morally, you will not only be unable to speak out, but you will also be so guilty that you can't sleep. "

His brother is not moral, but he is very good at kidnapping others morally.

Jing Zhan also said: "Everyone, give up. Our emperor can't defeat Xiaoyuezi, and now it seems that he can't defeat him either."

Everyone left the Dragon Bone Mountain Range in silence.

Yue Fuling saw that the golden tree was covered with Feng Yi's signs and stood in front of Jun Jing, "Your Majesty, I have frightened them in the past three days. Even if I am alone tomorrow, they will not be able to win! In order to show that Contempt, I will be the only one to go tomorrow!"

She has the Buddhist bead that she lost in the prime minister's house during her lifetime.

She didn't need to let Jun Jing see how many people were unwilling to fight.

Some people want to embarrass Jun Jing, but she won't give them a chance.

Wen Juan smiled and said: "I agree with Eunuch Yue, let's kill him with one general and one soldier, seven in and seven out!"

The door to the imperial study room is closed.

Inside the room, Yue Fuling and Jun Jing stood face to face for a long time.

Yue Fuling stood a little uncomfortable, "Your Majesty, do you want to challenge me to a duel?"

Jun Jing: "..."

He took a step closer, and when Yue Fuling raised her feet and stepped back, he said, "Don't move."

Yue Fuling silently retracted her feet and stared down at the red edge of the dragon pattern that was so close.

It’s too close, it’s almost cross-eyed…

Jun Jing couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, then suppressed it again, with a cold voice, "Aren't you very arrogant outside?"

Yue Fuling: "This is called psychological warfare. I am preparing the ground for tomorrow's actual combat."

"What's the foreshadowing?"

"Huh?" Yue Fuling didn't understand.

Jun Jing said quietly: "Prepare my thousands of troops?"