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"What do you mean by crossing over?"

In the imperial study in the Daming Palace in Chang'an, two women sat opposite each other. This was not in accordance with the etiquette between the emperor and his subjects, but neither the emperor nor his subjects cared about it.

"You must have seen that world, too."

Lan Ling looked exhausted and hadn't even wiped off the sallow makeup on her face. She was completely different from the bright and delicate Li Tong.

But she couldn't care about that now.

Li Tong couldn't care less.

"I have."

In front of Lan Ling, Li Tong did not call himself "Zhen".

"He came from that world, which means he traveled through time."

Li Tong suddenly snorted.

Lan Ling looked a little unhappy.

"Don't get me wrong, I just suddenly remembered who he was. It turned out to be that kid."

Li Tong is not stupid, or rather, she is very smart. If she still can't guess that Zhao Yushu is the Jade Rat, then she might as well give up her position.

Lan Ling naturally knew Zhao Yushu's true identity after he traveled through time. Thinking of what Zhao Yushu said about him being slapped in the face by Li Tong's maid as soon as he arrived, she suddenly wanted to laugh.

The two looked at each other, and the corners of their mouths couldn't help but curl up. Li Tong couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud, and Lan Ling also laughed.

Unbridled laughter was heard from the imperial study.

"Ahem, well, I agree with what you said last time."

Lan Ling stood up and bowed respectfully: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Li Tong did not pretend to be humble, or perhaps to her, what she did was worthy of Lan Ling's respect.

"But I'm not worried enough. Go wash up and come with me to meet someone."

"Who?"

"Someone who has a connection with him, or with Jade Rat."

Li Tong's trip was of high standard. Although she left the palace incognito, and it seemed that there were only Lan Ling who had changed back into her usual clothes and three external guards brought from Prince Fu's Palace with her, but in the dark, three internal guards had formed a triangle to protect the two of them in the center.

General Wang was still leading the army outside, and he and Lan Rong were intimidating the Liao Kingdom on the left and right. However, Taoist Miao, who had a good relationship with the royal palace before, was cleared out. Even Wan Qiming, who abandoned Li Huan and ran away in the imperial mausoleum, was recruited back. The last one was the old man Wuxi, who was wanted by Li Huan. After Li Tong ascended the throne, he tried to come to Chang'an to lift the wanted order, and was recruited by Li Tong by the way.

This force can almost run rampant in the Tang Dynasty.

"Who are we going to meet? It's such a big event."

It was the first time that Lan Ling saw so many interior scenes outside the academy.

"Another emperor of the Tang Dynasty."

"Ok?"

It was too unbelievable for this sentence to come from the mouth of the only emperor of the Tang Dynasty.

Li Tong lifted the curtain of the carriage, and the sunlight from outside came in.

"In broad daylight, I am the empress of the Tang Dynasty, but over there, they have their own emperor."

Lan Ling looked at Li Tong's finger pointing downward, thoughtfully.

Although Li Tong gave face to a certain underground emperor, that person had no intention of picking up the favor.

Are you kidding? There are three inner scenes surrounding you, and you are not an old immortal in Dongdu, so how dare you be so arrogant?

"Well, I am Yan Sanlang, nice to meet you, Your Majesty."

The Lord of Chang'an Ghost Market, an inner world who never showed his true face to anyone, was forced to bow and salute Li Tong who was sitting on his throne.

If others wanted to find him, it might not be easy, but he happened to be an inner scene, surrounded by three inner scenes, especially with the two masters of playing with space and barriers, Old Man Wuxu and Wan Qiming, there was nowhere to run.

"Yan Sanlang, I'm going to ask you a question. Don't lie and don't be silent. If you answer well, you can continue to be the emperor of Ghost City. If not, there's no need for you to stay here."

Li Tong was polite to Lan Ling, but there was no need to be polite to Yan Sanlang.

"I know, Your Majesty, please ask."

"What does the Beimang Mountain lineage have to do with you?"

Yan Sanlang raised his head suddenly, his eyes as sharp as swords, but the next moment, a Taoist priest who was as skinny as a zombie stood in front of him, looking at him expressionlessly.

"Since I can ask this, you should know that lying is meaningless. Don't worry, I am not interested in interfering in your family affairs, but I need you to do something."

Yan Sanlang bowed his head again: "I once learned a little bit from Mount Beimang."

"Aren't you the descendant of Beimang Mountain?"

Yan Sanlang smiled and said, "In Beimang Mountain, there is a unique martial art passed down from generation to generation, the Shadow Step. I have only heard of it but never seen it. The sect's guardian blade has also been lost. For many years, I have neither the martial arts method nor the precious sword. How dare I call myself the successor?"

"I'll ask again, what does the Beimang Mountain lineage have to do with you?"

Yan Sanlang hesitated for a moment: "My ancestors were once disciples of Beimang."

"Okay, now that the heir of Beimang Mountain has appeared, I want you to help him."

After Li Tong finished speaking, she stood up and left without even waiting for Yan Sanlang's response. Someone would naturally handle the follow-up matters, so she didn't need to explain it personally.

Yan Sanlang's expression was even more shocked than when Li Tong pointed out that he was related to Beimang Mountain. Beimang Mountain had been extinct for a hundred years, and as to who exterminated the family and whether there were any surviving descendants, it was all a mystery. Most cultivators had only heard of it.

But now, the heir of Beimang Mountain has appeared, and the emperor wants to help him himself.

If I run away now, I will have a good chance. The inheritance of Beimang Mountain is best at running away. Besides, if she doesn't let me lie, then I won't lie? What a joke.

But if he ran away, all the foundation he had built with so many years of hard work would be gone. The title of underground emperor sounds good in name, but people can find him whenever they want. It should not be difficult to change the owner of the ghost town.

"How do you know he is related to Beimang Mountain?"

Lan Ling listened to the whole process and couldn't hold it in any longer.

"I don't know, at least not for sure."

Li Tong smiled slightly: "You think he is only the owner of Chang'an Ghost Market, the Lord of Dongdu Ghost City is missing at least half of the time."

Lan Ling suddenly realized.

"Then, this person never shows his true face to others, and he especially likes to hide in the dark. The information I got only suggests that he may be related to Beimang Mountain. Let's give him a try today. What did Zhao Yushu say? This is called..."

"Bluff."

"Now, there are four interior scenes."

Li Tong was quite exhausted. "If we call on General Wang and the Academy, half of the inner world in the world will be here. If these people work together, the entire Linhuang Prefecture can be destroyed. I don't believe Yelu Mingjing can stop them."

Lan Ling shuddered all over. Just a dozen inner scenes were enough to destroy the capital of the empire that occupied half of the world. This was the first time she felt fear of the power of the cultivators.

Li Tong clenched his fist and knocked on the car wall. The old monk who was driving the car pushed the door open a crack.

"Your Majesty, what are your orders?"

"Let's not go back to the palace yet. Speed ​​up and go directly to Taizong's mausoleum."

"it is good."

After Li Tong finished giving the order, he looked at Lan Ling and said, "Since I promised you, I will definitely do it. This should be done as soon as possible. I hope you can be a witness. If one day in the future, Mr. Liu wants to do something to me, or the future monarch, please remember what Li Tong did for him today."

Lan Ling lowered her head: "I promise you on his behalf."