Chapter 127

A few years ago, Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue left qingshanzong and traveled tens of thousands of miles until they came to Haizhou. They reappeared in the world because they had to participate in the four seas banquet.

During the journey, they met many monsters, people and monks, and then killed them with a sword.

Zhu GUI, abbot of Heilong temple, is one of them.

The so-called eminent monk is the best * * * female. Secretly, he doesn't know how many harmful things he has done. Just because he is old to concubine Hu in the palace, no one dares to take care of it.

Unfortunately, he met Zhao Layue, so he simply died.

Hearing this, imperial concubine Hu flew into a rage and vowed to avenge Zhugui.

Qingtian division used such a large array to hunt down the murderer everywhere, largely because he was under too much pressure in the palace.

No one thought that Zhao Layue, the leader of the ninth peak of qingshanzong, killed Zhugui.

At this point, the matter can only be stopped. Qingtian division suffered a great setback. Deputy inspector Shi FengChen was seriously excluded and lost all his real power.

Can the imperial concubine really put down this resentment? Everyone knows it's impossible.

Zhao Layue also knew this, but looking at the beautiful woman under the tree, she didn't have any fear and didn't even feel uncomfortable.

Even if you are the most beloved imperial concubine of the emperor of God, can you fight and kill a peak master of Qingshan sect?

The sight of concubine Hu stayed for a moment on the faces of Zhao Layue and Jing Jiu. The anger in her eyes flashed away and said, "so you are Zhao Layue."

Zhao Layue said calmly, "yes."

Princess Hu didn't know what to think. Her lips were slightly tilted. She smiled and said, "during the new year's festival, your mother went into the palace and met one side. It was a little far away. She didn't look very clear, but she vaguely remembered that Zhao Fu's life was very beautiful and gentle. You were far worse than your mother."

This sounds simple, but it's not. It's ridicule, but it makes people speechless.

The so-called distance naturally means that Mrs. Zhao's identity is not noble enough and not close enough to her.

She said that Zhao Layue was not as good as her mother, and Zhao Layue could not refute it. Otherwise, should she say that her mother was not as good as herself?

This is what the women in the palace are good at. The confrontation between words is very fierce, very secret and difficult to parry.

Zhao Layue is not a little daughter and won't use these means, but she has her own way to deal with it.

"I will tell my mother not to enter the palace again."

After listening to this, concubine Hu changed her look slightly and realized that her opponent today was not the weak and lovely sisters in the palace, but... A big man in the monastic world.

Zhao Layue is now the leader of Qingshan peak. From any point of view, she is the object that the imperial court must respect.

Even if she is a imperial concubine, why should she threaten each other? If you really use some official means, I'm afraid you'll get yourself into trouble.

As for whether Zhao Layue's parents will be greedy for the power of the world of mortals... That's also impossible.

As long as Zhao Layue speaks, her father will resign without hesitation, and her mother will not enter the palace again. Even the whole Zhao family may move to Nanhe Prefecture.

Because the next millennium of the Zhao family is all on her.

The seemingly innocent concubine Hu is naturally a very intelligent person who can get the favor of the emperor. She wanted to understand all this in a very short time.

The more clearly she thought, the more depressed she felt.

I took an embroidery needle and prepared to embroider flowers and birds. I had a competition with the other party. As a result, the other party didn't follow the routine and directly cut it with a sword

The depressed imperial concubine didn't want to pay any more attention to Zhao Layue. Instead, she looked at the little girl of the hanging bell sect and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time."

The little girl snorted and ignored her.

Hu Guifei smiled and said, "Oh, I still have such a grudge at this young age. Don't forget that I made lotus root cake for you."

The little girl said, "madam, I was stopped from entering just now. What are you doing here? I was only four years old when my mother brought me to Chaoge city last time. I don't remember anything."

"Aren't you a child now?"

Hu Guifei said, "I didn't let you in for your own good."

The little girl said, "you are worried about me in the nunnery."

The woman of the hanging bell sect looked at the look of Jing Jiu and Zhao La Yue and explained a few words.

It turns out that Tianjin people have a rule that they can only see three people a day.

At this time, the nunnery is very quiet. Luo Huainan may be in it. There are only two places left today.

Princess Hu naturally wanted to stop the rest of the people.

Hu Guifei said, "do you have any important questions for a little girl?"

"What about you?" The little girl sneered and said, "you just want to have a child for your majesty. What's there to ask about this kind of thing and whether it needs to be done."

As soon as this remark was made, the atmosphere between the scenes suddenly became a little awkward.

As everyone knows, the imperial concubine and empress are deeply loved by the emperor, and the holy family has always been immortal. She is the undisputed first person in the imperial palace. The only problem is... She has no children.

But this kind of thing, even if you know it, can only be hidden in your heart. Who will say it directly, not to mention in front of the imperial concubine. Princess Hu was a little angry, but she still endured it. Her eyes turned slightly, smiled and said, "children's families, where do you know what to do to have children?" When she spoke, her lips and teeth were slightly bitten, and her eyes were flowing. Unexpectedly, she naturally showed a beautiful meaning. The woman of the hanging bell sect was a little unhappy. The little girl blushed, spat and said, "what a fox!" Well nine thought, you're really right. Hu Guifei's Taoism is deeper than Xiaohe in Haizhou city. Zhao Layue can't see her real body, but how can she hide it from his eyes. He narrowed his eyes slightly and thought that even though the fox had been enlightened by Buddhism, it was naturally seductive and easy to indulge in debauchery. If you see the emperor, you should still remind him. At this time, a young man came up the stone road. The young man was dressed in plain brocade, and there were small curly green leaves on his belt. The leaves were stained with some fine ash, which should have fallen from the Lake Pavilion. The man's breath is so good that it's hard to see the depth, but with his walking, he has a noble spirit coming to his face. Looking at the visitor, concubine Hu was surprised, nodded and saluted slightly, and her face hesitated. After all, she still stood where she was. The young man walked up to her and said expressionless, "father doesn't have no children. What do you want to ask?" Concubine Hu was a little angry, but she was afraid of each other's identity and was hard to say, so she had to curl her mouth to express her dissatisfaction. Looking at this picture, Zhao Layue thought that the little girl of the previous hanging bell sect had also curled her lips to express her dissatisfaction. She couldn't help smiling. Her bad feeling towards the imperial concubine was weaker. The young man turned to Zhao Layue and said coldly, "Taoist friend of Qingshan sect?" Zhao Layue took a look at the well. Well nine looked at the little girl of the hanging bell sect and asked, "your name is se se? "The color of spring?" The little girl was a little uneasy. She looked at the young man and whispered, "it's half a river." The young man said, "I think it's shivering." Well nine said to Zhao Layue, "it's the se who gets the se." This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.