Chapter 583

"Want to escape?"

The evil voice came from the gate, and immediately a strong wind came from the mat, directly wrapping the blood shadow of the high priest.

Then Wu Chuang Nan Zhao came in with his hands on his back, his face was fierce, and his feet were very heavy.

All the people around knelt down: "see the emperor, long live the emperor, long live the emperor!"

But Wu Chuang Nan Zhao didn't pay attention to anyone. He went straight to the high priest and looked at him with slightly narrowed eyes. His eyes were poisoned.

It never occurred to him that the high priest would make the harem of Xishu a mess. His noble mother became his plaything.

Wu Chuang Nan Zhao didn't look down to see the Empress Dowager. He didn't want to see it or had the heart to see it.

Maybe she died, on the man she finally hoped for. Even to her death, she did not have the heart of repentance.

The blood shadow of the high priest was slowly engulfed by the strong wind. When he reacted, his legs were gone.

He was shocked: "little emperor, have you got the spirit of the witch family?"

Wu Chuang Nan Zhao refused: "in order not to waste your hundreds of years of skill, I have to use you to sacrifice this spirit poison, so that you can die properly."

"Jin He gave it to you?"

"So what?"

The high priest was furious: "this beast, I know she has an affair with you. It's not a good thing."

"You're dying. What else can you do?"

Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao raised his fingertip and thrust his hand into the heart of the high priest. Suddenly, a touch of gilded blood overflowed.

"You are really a demon."

"Ha ha ha..." the high priest grinned and said, "little emperor, you can't kill me. The demons will never die."

"Not necessarily." Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao cold Yi a, ask a way: "let me guess, you must be one of the four big elder of the demon clan."

The grand priest raised his eyebrows: "little emperor, sooner or later, you will be destroyed by the demons. Why kill all of you? I'll stay on the line and see you in the future, won't I? "

"You dream."

Wu Chuang Nan Zhao's hand was frozen, and the wind wrapped around the high priest became stronger.

His soul was quickly engulfed by Linggu, and only half of it was left. He could not move. He could only watch himself annihilate a little.

The spirit of the witches was born with the host. It devoured the cultivation of the high priest and directly turned into the skill of Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao.

There is no specific image of Linggu. It can turn into wind and rain, so it can easily bewitch people's mind.

Among many people present, only Xiao Mu knew something about it, and he was very alert.

The situation has gone, and the high priest did not struggle any more. He said, "I have lived for thousands of years, but I fell into your hands. When you were in proton mansion, you should not be allowed to live. "

"Thousands of years, you should have lived enough."

Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao looked at the high priest coldly, and his mind was full of what he had experienced in Xiling city.

The bloodbath, the humiliation and the torture are disappearing with the disappearance of the high priest.

At this time, two trees hidden in the trees were whispering in the Wutong tree outside the courtyard.

"My Lord, I can't believe that the three elders live in other people. No wonder Linglong can't recall him. Are we going to save him? "

"It's no use keeping such a self incriminating person."

Speaking, a red shadow came out from the branches and leaves, "but even if it's useless, it's not my turn to clean up the door. It's not an outsider's turn. You go to save him."

"Yes

The devil's flame turned into fire, and the Phoenix flew directly to the courtyard. The sharp claws clasped the high priest's half body and flew away.

Because the speed is too fast, no one can respond.

But Su Yin saw the real body of Fire Phoenix, which was the devil flame. She hurriedly looked around, didn't see Ling Jue appear.

But there was a feeling that he must have come.

Xiao Mu and Changfeng jump on the beam, where there is the shadow of Fire Phoenix.

Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao Leng Leng, not too surprised, took back the spirit Gu light way: "you all up."

"Thank you, Emperor."

"Ah, oh..."

The baby in the arms of dusk rain suddenly makes a small milk sound, which attracts everyone's eyes.

Wu Chuang Nan Zhao also turned to look at the baby, black and white eyes with a faint light, too deep to see through.

The little guy's fleshy face is very beautiful. There is the shadow of the Empress Dowager between his eyebrows and eyes, but his facial features are more like mingxie.

A big one and a small one looked at each other, and the little one kept leaning on her, but no one could hear what she said.

Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao raised his fingertips to touch her, which made Su Yin's heart tremble: "emperor, emperor, this is just a child."

"Are you afraid that I will kill her?"

Su Yin trembled and said: "the emperor is the emperor. He must have compassion and will not kill the child."

Wu Chuang Nan Zhao looked at Su Yin meaningfully, withdrew his hand, and looked down at the blackened empress dowager on the ground.

Glass fire how fierce, so instantly, the Empress Dowager is beyond recognition, and even hands and feet are missing a lot.

Muyu got down on his knees and said, "emperor, the grass people are guilty. They didn't take back the glaze fire in time, so the Empress Dowager..."

Wu Chuang Nan Zhao ignored the dusk rain, looked around and made a decision. Suddenly, a strong wind filled the air.

It's embarrassing that he can't let so many people know what happened tonight.

Soon, the bodyguard on the beam rolled down and showed his teeth. When I got up, I was confused. I was bewitched by the spirit.

Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao took the child in the arms of dusk rain and looked at him. The little guy's dark eyes were as bright as obsidian, very pure.

She doesn't know that the person in front of her is very dangerous. She pouts her little mouth and leans. Oh, little milk sound is cute.

Shaoqing, Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao handed the child to Zhao Zhen: "send the child to Huarong palace, let Mrs. Jin he keep it."

"Bang." Zhao Zhen took the child carefully and stepped aside.

Wu Chuang Nan Zhao took off his cloak to cover the charred body of the empress dowager, picked her up, and glanced at Su Yin.

"Don't talk to anyone about what happened tonight, or I'll never forgive you."

Several people have knelt down: "grass people dare not."

"Matchless, go to court some day. I still like to see your heroic appearance."

After that, Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao walked away with the Empress Dowager's head in his arms.

Su Yinshan stood up, looked at Liz, then at Changfeng: "the Emperor just asked me to go to court?"

She's a little unbelievable.

Lisi hesitated and said, "the Empress Dowager is in great need. It is estimated that there will be another storm in the court. The emperor needs people at this time."

"But I can't change my face. How can I go to court?"

"Lady, can I help you?"

The words of ridicule came from the tall Wutong tree outside the door. Su Yin looked up at it and saw that she was leaning against the fork and smiling at her.