Chapter 205

Concubine Hu Guifei has been in Yunmeng Mountain for many years. Even if Luo Huainan and many people support Jing Xin, many people should support her,

She narrowed her eyes and said, "it's too easy to be found afterwards. It's too dangerous."

Gu Qing said, "the whereabouts we want are very simple. Firstly, he is not in Yunmeng Mountain, and secondly, it is not an emergency."

Concubine Hu was stunned and thought it was really much simpler.

Meeting these two conditions at the same time, the whereabouts of naluo Huainan could have been known.

She stared into Zhao La Yue's eyes and asked, "don't you doubt that I'm behind your assassination?"

"Because you gave Shi FengChen's adopted son a sum of gold and silver?"

Zhao La Yue said expressionless, "although you did this thing like an idiot, I'm not an idiot."

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A faint golden light suddenly appeared in the night.

Zhao Layue and Gu Qing stop.

"It seems that the peak master's injury has healed."

People wrapped in a tight black cloak looked even more short and fat.

The light in front of the hall illuminated his face.

The Royal is dedicated to jinmingcheng.

Gu Qing is very nervous and his lips are dry.

Zhao Layue didn't speak.

Jin Mingcheng took out a sword from under his cloak, handed it to her and said, "the name of the sword is Chu Zi."

Zhao La Yue said, "I have a sword."

Jin Mingcheng said, "didn't the frost sword fall on the snow field?"

Zhao Layue said, "I have my own."

Jin Mingcheng said, "the sword is general and can be recognized. Unlike the chuzi sword, it has been hidden in the palace for hundreds of years and has long been forgotten."

Gu Qing thought warily, is this killing with a sword?

"Your Majesty, if you want to kill someone, do you still need to borrow someone else's hand?" Zhao La Yue asked.

Jin Mingcheng said slowly, "Your Majesty is the Lord of the world. Because you bear a common word, it is inconvenient to do many things."

Zhao Layue said nothing more and took the sword called chuzi.

Gu Qing glanced at her and was surprised.

He was very opposed to entering the palace tonight. There are too many dangerous and real strong practitioners hidden between this seemingly ordinary temple.

It's easy for these strong practitioners to destroy him and Zhao Layue. He even thinks he can't hide his whereabouts at all.

But Zhao Layue was very calm and didn't worry at all. She seemed to know something.

What he didn't know was that Zhao Layue had guessed that Jing Jiu left Zhao Yuan that day to see the emperor in Lishan.

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There is a deep mountain in the north of Yu County. There is a sect of cultivation here called beiximen. It is a small sect outside Zhongzhou sect. It is famous for being good at making weapons and arrays.

One day in midsummer, more than ten teachers and disciples of beiximen went out of the mountain towards Guiyun city. Three ground level magic weapons were refined by beiximen the year before last. Two of them were dedicated to Yunmeng Mountain, and the remaining one was inconsistent with the skills in the door. It was ready to be sent to the treasure Pavilion in Guiyun city for auction.

Zhenqi Pavilion is as famous as baoshuju of Qingshan sect and Waizhai of yimaozhai. Of course, it also has the same profound background. It is the industry of Yunmeng Mountain cold food valley.

What beiximen didn't expect was that the most important magic weapon at this zhenqige auction was not its own production, but a herb.

"What kind of grass is that? Is it more important than the magic weapon of the earth level?"

"Anyway, it has nothing to do with you and me. I heard that the buyer has been determined."

"Who dares to make a calibration in the treasure pavilion? Is it what the master of Zuting wants? "

"Uncle Liu, do you know this?"

That herb caused a lot of speculation and discussion among beiximen disciples.

People looked at the thin middle-aged man in the lead and asked curiously.

The martial uncle surnamed Liu listened to these discussions and smiled silently.

He knows more.

That herb should be the rumored Sanqing herb. Of course, it is qualified to be placed in the most important position of the auction.

The Castle Peak sword sect has released the wind. Naturally, no one dares to compete with them for this herb. They just go through the process according to the rules of Zhenqi Pavilion.

Outside the valley is the plain, and Guiyun city has a smooth road all the way.

Cicadas chirp in bursts, as if to see them off.

Suddenly, the cicada disappeared.

The martial uncle Liu raised his eyebrows and said, "be careful and arrange the array."

There is a word called silent cicada. It's midsummer. It's hot. Why does the cicada sound suddenly disappear?

A very light black fog floated in from the valley, and the new fruit among the trees collapsed in case of it.

The disciples of beiximen looked very cold. They took out their magic weapons as quickly as possible and formed a defense array.

The black light fog gradually dispersed, and several figures gradually appeared. From the perspective of clothes and cold breath, it is by no means a good generation.

"I didn't expect you to be in a low state, but you are quite alert. You can find our whereabouts in advance."

An indifferent old man said, "the little Lord wants you to take that baby. Hand it over quickly." The martial uncle Liu said, "it's the demon of Xuanyin sect. This is Yu County. It's less than three thousand miles from Yunmeng Mountain. When did you become so brave?"“ Zhongzhou is Zhongzhou. You are you. Even if you kill all of you, what can you do? Can the Taoists in Yunmeng Mountain still come? " The old man is an elder of Xuanyin sect. He has extremely powerful evil skills. He doesn't have these small sect teachers and disciples in his eyes. He's just a little afraid of the array of beiximen - somehow, Xuanyin sect has a strong and direct desire to win that magic weapon. Instead of competing in the treasure pavilion through casual cultivation, he chose to grab it directly. So the battle began, the air was torn, and countless air currents collided with each other. The black fog is getting thicker and thicker, and the clear light emitted by the beiximen array is getting darker and darker. Beiximen disciples stood in the array, destroying their magic tools and maintaining the array. Under the impact of Xuanyin sect, they supported very hard, and their faces became paler and paler. They thought that the signal for help had been sent out. They didn't know when the same sect would come to support. Could it still be in time. The Xuanyin sect elder looked coldly at the picture in front of him. It seemed calm, but in fact he was a little anxious. It is not far from beiximen. What if the other party comes to help? More importantly, if Yunmeng Mountain is disturbed, it will be in trouble. Suddenly, there was a gap in the array. The Xuanyin sect elder's eyes suddenly cooled, turned into a black fog, broke through the clear light and came to the disciples of beiximen. When the black fog recondensed, he showed his figure and hit the martial uncle Liu with a Yin flag. Martial uncle Liu didn't dare to resist these magic tools. He avoided back with the help of magic tools. He didn't care to expose the disciples who maintained the array. The Xuanyin sect elder wanted this effect. With a sneer, the Yin flag wrapped the nearest beiximen disciple in with a heavy evil spirit. His Yin flag carries the Yin Qi and blood Qi of Disha. If ordinary practitioners have no magic weapon to protect their body, they will die if they touch it. The beiximen disciple looked ordinary and smelled ordinary. He was about to turn into blood. He seemed to be stunned and stood still. Elder Xuanyin suddenly felt something wrong. A small bronze clock suddenly appeared in front of him. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.