There are always authors who commit crimes against the wind

Tianye, Yuner City, Jichen Palace.

Holding the blood-dripping long sword in his hand, Cheng Che strode across Youshang's warm corpse in one step, and walked slowly towards the nine-story high steps outside the hall.

Shen Yun's sky was bleak like overturned ink, and the white moon in the sky was lonely and cold, as if scorning the pupils of the common people.

Beside Bai Yulan, a woman with veil and bare arms was sitting lazily. She stretched out her hand and yawned, her beautiful eyebrows were submerged in the darkness:

"...Your Highness, are you worried?"

Cheng Che said in a low voice: "I'm afraid the Lord of the Nine City is worrying too much. Everything is ready, and the only thing he owes is the east wind. After walking alone for so long, how could he be afraid when he is about to come?"

Jiu Biyin giggled, she turned over and sat on the railing, the silver bells on her feet shook and the sound was empty:

"A total of 27 monks below Foundation Establishment were captured, and a simple Xiaoyin Sha Formation was set up with 90 people's blood essence. Where is the crown prince?"

Cheng Che replied: "The maids filled with yin veins have prepared 200 people to complete the evil palace of the Nine Palaces—"

He paused, "A dead real dragon emperor, including his concubine and concubine who was blessed by Ziwei, and two royal virgins who were born with phoenix veins, shouldn't it be enough?"

Jiu Biyin raised his eyebrows: "Is my younger sister used?...His Highness is so cruel...But it really suits my appetite."

Cheng Che turned his head and said, "However, I had already agreed with Lu Cangyan about the most important extremely yin bloodline...but the lord saint took him away suddenly, and this link is broken now. I don't know what the lord is determined to do make up?"

Jiu Biyin's winking eyes were like silk: "Ah, you don't know, little Che'er, giggling... Anyway, you don't have to worry about this... We have prepared a better container for you to use..."

She stood on the railing, and the oppressive night breeze lifted her loose silk:

"Those ox-nosed and old-fashioned people have all gone to Qingyuan Mountain for a meeting now. When the big formation is completed, we will lure Lei Jie to Qingyuan Mountain, hehe... Aren't they all about karma and avenues all day long...Since They like it, and now let them carry a big karma for me, Biluo Tianxiu, hahaha!"

"When the time comes, the Holy One's long-cherished wish will be fulfilled, and your spiritual roots will be restored, little Che'er. It's the best of both worlds. I'm sure I'll treat my sister to a drink..."

Cheng Che lowered his eyes: "The Nine City Lords don't make fun of me. There is still half an hour before the lunar eclipse, so let's get things ready first."

Turning around and walking back to the Jichen Palace, the bloodstains painted in the underground palace had long been absorbed by the mysterious runes painted in the palace earlier, so Cheng Che went straight to the dragon seat without squinting.

The young man in black clothes just leaned sideways on the high soft pillow, his expression couldn't be seen clearly in the dim light.

There was only a few breaths of silence, and a group of weeping women in bright clothes and enchanting postures were quickly brought up by pushing and shoving.

Standing at the front was a graceful woman in her forties. She had a heavy phoenix hairpin and was majestic, and there was anger in her always majestic willow eyes:

"Cheng Che!! You dirty bastard! Being the crown prince is not enough!! Are you actually trying to push the palace to the top right now!!??"

Her well-maintained long armor was tightly gripped into her flesh: "By the way, which of the concubines present is not your elder!? Our group of harem women will not block your way to heaven! You are so indiscriminate that you will kill them all Is it because you are worried that the history books will not record a sum of tyranny for you??"

Cheng Che Zhiyi was lying on a high place, but he slowly raised his head upon hearing this.

He smiled slightly: "Are you finished?"

The queen felt a chill all over her body.

She cheered up, and her luxurious face couldn't help twisting a little: "Bastard! Bastard!! She just doesn't know what to do and is heartless!!...How dare you stare at me... How presumptuous! Presumptuous!!!"

Cheng Che clicked his tongue in boredom, raised his chin, and threw a dagger straight into the woman's shoulder with a flick of his hand.

It seemed that Cheng Che moved too fast, the woman was knocked down with astonishment on her face, and her first reaction was to help the heavy golden phoenix crown on her head.

The hairpin didn't hold onto it, but a hand with sticky blood stains on it. The woman seemed to be stunned, and then let out a howl of pain like killing a pig.

Cheng Che waved his hand in disgust, and dozens of arrows that quenched the cold were shot out from the nearby dark place. Many concubines were accidentally injured and screamed, but there were still more arrows that directly pierced under the empress's gorgeous palace attire, dyeing them through. The whole place is resplendent and resplendent.

The audience was silent, except for the injured Fendai, only the heavy sound of a golden nanmu coffin being lifted up creaked in the hall.

Raising his eyebrows, he watched the four trembling, bowing, and sweaty-eyed waiters throw the queen into the coffin like trash. Cheng Che knocked on the handrail, and soon another row of gods came up, holding a plate full of wine. A small jade cup for liquor.

Slowly swallowing and picking up a cup, Cheng Che circled around to the dim light in the distance, and poured the wine into the coffin with his backhand.

Throwing the cup to pieces on the ground, His Royal Highness immediately smiled brightly:

"Now the empress has set an example to follow the late emperor... Concubines, what do you think?"

Many young concubines immediately turned pale when they heard the words, and many of them couldn't help but kneel on the ground in an instant, weeping until they were covered with red makeup.

Cheng Che didn't even look at those women, and kicked away a concubine who tried to hug his leg. He climbed onto the high platform again, and gave an order, and the heavily guarded soldiers in scales all mentioned those women. The wine was poured in.

The crying and cursing stopped here, and Cheng Che watched coldly as the crowd collapsed to the ground with dead bodies, but he allowed more coffins to be carried into the so-called [-]-year-old Ziji Palace, turning a picture of the prosperous world into a human world. Purgatory is mourning and anxious.

He sat back in his seat, looked up at the silent commander of the guards, but his voice was so warm that he couldn't fault it:

"Lord Zhao, where are the two princesses?"

Zhao Yi fought all over, his bearded face was full of vicissitudes of sleep and food in recent days:

"Your Highness...His Highness Anyang and His Highness Yongle are also your sisters... but two weak girls, it's fine to marry them...Why bother..."

Cheng Che continued: "I just asked you where you are, and didn't ask you to tell me what you have."

Zhao Yi knelt down on the ground in iron armor, and he wanted to say a few more words, but a woman in black robe suddenly entered the hall without a sound, stretched out her hand and threw two people out.

Zhao Yi's head was dripping with cold sweat, the two were Cheng Xin and Cheng Zhen.

The woman spoke with a hoarse voice like crushing autumn leaves: "The princess has been found, and the lunar eclipse is only a quarter of an hour away. Your Highness, please hurry up and return the Jiugong Formation."

Cheng Che said: "Thank you, Lord Naihe, for your help, I'll set up the formation now."

After sending the two princesses to the center of the hall, Cheng Che pulled out a gleaming magic weapon dagger from his lapel.He took a piece of blood-colored chalcedony from Naihe Palace Master, and filled it into the groove in front of the dagger handle, and the blade immediately gushed with blood.

He moved step by step to the center of the hall, stretched out his hand, and grabbed Cheng Xin's neck.

--Fragile?Pitiful?Flesh and blood?

Cheng Che had a sneer in his eyes, but his expression was neither sad nor happy, as if what he was going to kill now was just a passer-by who met once.

Passing the dagger straight forward, Cheng Che didn't care that Cheng Xin might hear it at this time, but whispered softly to himself: "...you are born in the emperor's family. You have a bad life. You will have a good pregnancy in your next life. It is best not to meet someone like me again." Such a brother..."

Before he finished speaking, a strong sense of disobedience suddenly surged in Cheng Che's heart, and he subconsciously took a step back to shake off the woman in his hand. Cheng Che had just retreated ten steps violently, when a dark and gloomy long whip suddenly came from The "Cheng Xin" who seemed to be in a coma swung out of his sleeve and knocked the dagger out of his hand!

Cheng Che's complexion changed drastically: "Who!!?"

The one who answered him was Yangyang Tangtang's sword, and Nanli Minghuo swung a phoenix shape from the Huangjue sword, breaking through thousands of illusions and burning away the disguise on the face of "Cheng Xin" Come with a disguised palace dress.

The accident happened so quickly and unexpectedly, Cheng Che's face twisted, and he wondered where the strange feeling just came from.

How can his good sister have such a tall figure! ?

"Fang Jibai!!!"

Gritting his teeth and calling out that name, Cheng Che jumped on the spot to avoid the bright flames, and reached out to pick up the crucial dagger.

Fang Jibai immediately slashed forward with his sword, and it was about to pierce Cheng Che's brow, but suddenly, from the side, an ink fan depicting mountains and rivers swung across, and it blocked Huang Jue's determined blow. .

Fang Jibai was instantly defeated when he was defeated, suppressing the furious thoughts of the phoenix bone in his sword, he silently swallowed the blood in his mouth, and directly wiped the dripping blood from the tiger's mouth into the flames.

Naihe Palace Master's cloak was torn apart by this pair of strokes. The woman under it had a young and beautiful face, with white hair flaunting wildly. The only evil thing was the ferocious bloodshot that gradually climbed from her neck to her face as she practiced kung fu. .

Fang Jibai said silently: "In the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, blood Yan Luo Li Suhun."

The woman's voice was hoarse and she pointed out Fang Jibai's identity: "A Taoist cultivator in the middle stage of the heartbeat... no! It's a Taoist cultivator in the early stage of Jindan!?"

There was consternation in her voice: "Impossible!! Going to see Er a few days ago was nothing more than Bigu Dzogchen, and you crossed a big realm in three days...you can hide your cultivation!!?"

Fang Jibai spat blood and sneered coldly: "It's strange? Isn't it just pretending to be weak and pitiful? Who can do this?"

Li Suhun took a look at him: "A Golden Core cultivator who is less than twenty... With such a strong and surging vitality, the blood must have a greater effect, right?"

The blood in her eyes suddenly sprang up: "Since it is delivered to your door! Then don't blame me for being rude!!"

Yuxian struck out from Huangjue's back again, Fang Jibai wrapped his whip around Li Suhun's wide-open folding fan, turned over and delivered the long sword again!

The maple leaves condensed with sword energy immediately flew open, Li Suhun didn't dodge or dodge and went straight to kill, raised his palm and pushed away a piece of fallen leaf sword intent.

She laughed loudly: "Although at your age, the golden elixir is really at its peak...but there are people out there who have not yet entered the Nascent Soul stage, do you still want to go through three tricks in my hands?"

Fang Jibai retreated [-] meters in an instant, and raised his hand to call out the sword spirit of Huangjue again. As soon as the seal on the bottom of his hand was knotted, a golden white flame ignited around Li Suhun immediately.

The white-haired woman couldn't help frowning: "This divine fire is really annoying, but it's a pity that your cultivation base is too low, even if this flame can really suppress the devil energy, how many levels can it suppress?"

When the fan flipped over, blood gushed out, Li Suhun smiled, and took one step to kill Fang Jibai again.

She still had time to turn around and told Cheng Che: "Continue to form formations!! Being able to disguise yourself under my nose, not killing him is simply a stain!"

One door drew Fang Jibai to the wall of Jichen Hall, Li Suhun continued to ask Cheng Che: "Without a princess, the evil Yin should not affect much, right?"

Cheng Che had picked up the dagger again at this moment, and pressed the blade against Cheng Zhen's neck. There was some fear in his voice:

"Although the impact is not great, after all, one is missing, so we can only fill it with the blood of more concubines."

He pondered for a while: "The graves of my good brothers should be in the capital, right?... If it's impossible, activate the formation first, and add the bait later, it's not impossible..."

- Swish! !

His words were interrupted again, Cheng Che covered his arm that was bleeding suddenly, and backed away with a gloomy expression.

That Cheng Zhen did not know when he woke up. At this moment, those deer eyes were proud and bright, and he didn't look half spoiled.

Fang Jibai leaned on his sword and stood up from among the broken tiles:

"Since I can change my appearance, who stipulates that I can't change my appearance again?"

Tear off Cheng Zhen's camouflage on the face, and Xi Niaoji's eyes were full of fighting spirit: "The suzerain clearly saw it, and he was really caught off guard."

Cheng Che's gloomy face was full of waves: "...Sect Master? Which sect? Isn't Fang Jibai the apprentice of Shenghan Lu Cangyan?"

Xi Niaoji squinted at him: "Same thing... who stipulates that you can't be the suzerain if you are an apprentice? Let's say that in your Netherworld Palace, although the saint is Ye Chuming, there is still a Laoshizi Sheng on the top of your head." Respect?"

Li Suhun's complexion changed drastically, but before she could say "presumptuous", seven or eight people suddenly sat up in the pile of dead concubines, and they all tore off their masks, removed their hairpins and took off their clothes.

A young man with blond eyes and dark hair came out of the crowd cursing: "Damn Yang Guanjing, there is something wrong with your grandma!!? Why are we all dressed up as women!!?"

Yang Guanjing was the woman in the green skirt lying behind him, she was taking off her skirt while unloading her bracelets, this guy still had time to reprimand him coldly when he heard the sound:

"What's the matter with women?? How can you look down on other lesbians!!? Look at the Naihe Palace Master of the Underworld Palace under Biluo Tianxiu. Although she is a 300-year-old old lady, she is so cultivated and energetic! This That's what you bastard should learn!!"

She Gu was furious when he heard the words: "Grandma, you are a bastard!!! I am a monster!! Heavenly!! I will be your cultivation base in the foundation building period as soon as I leave the nest!!"

Yang Guanjing glanced at his mouth: "For a long time, you are still the youngest, and the dog is a nickname, the elder's nickname for the younger..."

She Gu's eyes widened, and he had the urge to go back in shape: "You lied to me that I am uneducated, aren't you?? This is not a pet name for Lao Shizi!! It is clear that Master Suzerain and his master call Suzerain "Ji Bai"" White……"

Fang Shizun, who was still supporting the scene with a sneer, was suddenly discouraged:

"Shegu...you!"

Yang Guanjing said strangely: "Isn't it? These days I also stayed with Lu Zunzuo for a few days, except for occasionally being called the first one... the most common one is the full name, right?"

She Gu was instantly indignant: "You bastard lied to me again! This is all written in the notebook by the suzerain himself... What 'today the master said that Abai will come over tonight'..."

Fang Jibaijun's face flushed instantly, and under the eyes of all his subordinates "Oh...", he immediately drew She Gu back to his original form with a sword:

"You dare to peek at me and interpret my dreams!!?"

The lion-sized evil spirit beast suddenly froze:

"...Ah? That's the suzerain's dream...But how can you dream all day long, 'Ah Bai, come here tonight', 'Ah Bai, come in again'..."

The gossiping green eyes of the nearby colleagues suddenly turned into sympathy and prayer, and She Gu couldn't help but muttered: "...why...you human beings have dreams that come true, do the same every day..."

Fang Jibai roared angrily: "Get out of here!!"

The author has something to say: ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha, even if the master is not around, Fang Shizun himself can lift himself up ha ha ha ha ha ha! ! !

In addition, why is the comment area so quiet this weekend... Is this the legendary...the darkness (decadence) before dawn (May [-]st)? ? ? ?

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