The female master reported to the palace master, the master is favored by the road

Li Xuan's face was slapped to the side, and a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his lips. In just a moment, Li Xuan quickly adjusted his state, knelt on one knee, bowed his head and apologized: "Li Ge Li Xuan, please punish me."

The fact that she could make the Master of Qingfeng Jiyue so angry that he beat someone up showed that what she had done had touched the Master's bottom line.

Silver hair was blown by the wind in the dark night. A pair of friendly light brown eyes looked at the woman in front of him coldly without any emotion at this moment, and asked in a cold voice: "Who entered the temple's star destiny pool?"

The Temple Star Fate Pool is not a pool, but a palace that concerns the life and death of all the people in Dongyun Country. The jade tablets in it lead to the national pulse of Dongyun Country and the lifeblood of the palace master.

Although the jade tablet is not fatal, it has the aura of the Palace Master. If someone who understands the mystical arts and is a Heavenly Master tampers with it, the seriously injured Palace Master will be unable to do anything. On the contrary, if the life force is transferred, it will create the illusion that the Palace Master's life force is lost, and he will be confused and unable to check.

If he and the young palace master had returned later, Dongyun would have been in chaos.

Not everyone can enter the Star Destiny Pool. Without the handwritten instructions from him, Xuan Huang and Yan Feng, one cannot enter the Star Destiny Pool.

"My Lord, it's the Middle Pavilion Master Mu Qi."

Kong Qi frowned, "Where did she get the imperial edict?"

The Central Chamber is directly under the Palace Master's jurisdiction and is responsible for law enforcement. Knowing the law but breaking it is really a good thing.

Li Xuan reported: "It's not a handwritten order, it's a mysterious spell."

Kong Qi's face was as cold as ice: "Did you get the results from the interrogation?"

Li Xuan: "My subordinates are incompetent."

Kong Qi closed his eyes, "I am indeed incompetent."

In a female-dominated dynasty, women are respected.

Dongyun, it is not that men can be equal to women. Rather, the phenomenon of women being respected in Dongyun is more serious.

If you see a man in Dongyun who is in a position that is superior to many women, then this man must have the corresponding strength and intelligence to be superior to them.

Just imagine which woman would be willing to condescend to be under a man, so in Dongyun, strength is respected and there are numerous masters everywhere.

However, Yunxiao Palace, which gathers all kinds of top masters, has allowed people to take advantage of loopholes. It really needs to be rectified.

Retracting his thoughts, Kong Qi asked coldly, "Have the two Palace Masters Xuan Huang and Yan Feng returned to Dong Yun yet?"

He remembered that before going to Nanling, he asked someone to come back, and he had not seen the two people until now.

Li Xuan: “No.”

The coldness in Kong Qi's eyes intensified. "Notify everyone. First, the Divine Platform will be opened in the Divine Temple tomorrow. Reappoint the masters of the two halls and the nine pavilions! Second, execute the Yunxiao Order against Xuanhuang and Yanfeng. Third, investigate the spies in the palace and hang them. Fourth, seal the palace."

As orders were issued one after another, Li Xuan's eyebrows twitched and he was horrified.

"Your command, sir."

Kong Qi's eyes fell on the red light not far away, "Back off."

"Yes, Master Si."

Kong Qi retracted his gaze, raised his hand and made a seal, "Nine stars move, palace defense formation, rise!"

boom--

As the last word fell, the magic array surrounding the Yunxiao Palace began to change.

Kong Qi looked deeply at the red light, tapped the ground with his toes, and left the spot.

When he appeared again, he had landed in the temple.

The little children knelt down and saluted.

"Greetings, Master Si."

Kong Qi ignored him and walked quickly towards the observatory.

His silver hair and white clothes fluttered, and his anxious look made people inexplicably nervous.

He had to contact the young master now, and he must not let anything happen to the young master! If something happened there, he couldn't imagine what the palace master would do.

Nanling, the capital of tombs, and the observatory.

A young man in white was sitting cross-legged on the star platform, with a palm-sized purple mist glass stone plate suspended above his head.

Not far from the boy was a mysterious sea of ​​empty stars.

The clear eyes watched the changes in the sea of ​​stars without blinking.

How many days have passed? He still hasn't contacted Kong Qi. His brother-in-law couldn't find out why he was groggy all day long, sometimes even falling asleep during meals out of exhaustion.

Just as Ping'an was becoming increasingly impatient, the myriad stars in the void began to change.

Ping An's eyes lit up, and he stared at the moving stars. As the stars changed their positions, his sea of ​​consciousness calculated what the other party wanted to express, and uttered each word from his red lips.

"The monarch is of one mind. If the monarch is injured, the lord is in danger!"

When the last word fell, Ping An's pupils dilated, his breathing became disordered, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

The monarchs are of the same mind? Contract! The same mind knot!

The inheritance of the companion god unfolds in the sea of ​​consciousness, and the interests of the heart knot are so clear that Ping An's heart trembles.

The covenant of the same fate, the master is the brother-in-law, the master is... the elder sister! If the brother-in-law gets into trouble, the elder sister's life will definitely be in danger.

The inheritance ended, and there was no time to regulate his breathing. Ping An raised his hands that were placed on his knees, his fingertips flew and he pinched the seals, and the suspended stone plate slowly fell into his body.

The stone plate disappeared, and the starry sky before my eyes slowly dissipated like fog in the light.

"Um……"

Another mouthful of blood rushed up from his throat, Ping'an's face turned pale and he groaned.

The sorrow of lovesickness, the deep thoughts in the bones, the calamity of love is just like this.

Ping An swallowed the blood in his throat and quickly stood up. He staggered a bit and used his profound strength to rush towards the Princess's Mansion.

As soon as we landed near the Princess's Mansion, we saw the Empress's carriage parked at the foot of the mansion from afar.

Ping An took out a face scarf and put it on, ignoring the palace guards, and strode up the stone steps.

His white clothes fluttered, and the black jade Saint Son's token on his waist swayed as he walked.

The guards at the gate of the Princess's Mansion did not stop him.

"Lord Holy Son."

Ping'an responded and ran quickly towards the Zichen Hall in the mansion.

As soon as I rushed into the hall, I heard a burst of apologies one after another.

Ping An's expression was extremely gloomy under his veil. He looked at the royal guards standing guard around him and walked towards the center of the palace.

Before he could even get close to the main hall, he was stopped by the guards.

"Sir, please stay."

Ping An narrowed his upturned phoenix eyes slightly, and said in a clear and melodious voice: "What do you mean?"

"Xuan Shengzi."

A deep female voice interrupted the female guard's words that she was about to stop.

The female guard bowed and stepped aside, saying respectfully, "Sir Saint, please."

Ping An walked into the hall. The air was filled with the smell of blood. He looked up and saw servants kneeling on the ground. In the middle of the hall lay a man in a small servant's uniform.

His sight fell on the woman in the main seat, who was dressed in a black dress. Her majestic and sharp eyes were still so familiar.

However, his heart at this moment was no longer as impetuous and hateful as the last time he came with Kong Qi.

He stepped forward and saluted: "Your Majesty, Xia Yue pays respect to Her Majesty the Empress."

Xiayue is the pseudonym given to him by his elder sister, which means that his elder sister met him in the middle of summer (June).

Every move of the young man in white is graceful, calm, elegant and noble.

Ji Lanhuang stared at the person who came, and her hand on the chair handle suddenly tightened. It was not for anything else, but because the boy's eyebrows and eyes were so familiar. In her heart, she felt the intimacy she had when she first met Linglong.

This reminded her of the information Wen Ying brought, which showed that the man had a red mole on the left side of his nose.

Could it be that Yu'er is pregnant with twins for her?

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