Chapter 633

Ping Yongjia asked, "what's up?"

Gu Qing did not speak and said to ah Piao, "Your Majesty is waiting for you in the palace."

A Piao blew the black hair on his forehead, turned his eyes, sent out a bad light, and said, "I'm the future emperor of the underworld. I'll come and go as soon as I shout. I don't want face?"

No matter whether she wants face or not, she should go or have to go. The study tunnel opened, and she walked in angrily. When she came out, it was the bedroom of Duke Lu's government.

There was a piece of extremely valuable porcelain on the flower rack. Ah Piao thought about the school rumors many years ago. His face projected curious and eager light. His heart was itching. His right hand behind him quietly stretched out a finger.

The white haired Duke Lu came in, looked at the light on her face and knew what she was thinking. He quickly said, "it's not necessary! No need! "

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Duke Lu took ah Piao into the palace. Naturally, he covered it carefully and didn't let anyone find it.

Before the meeting was over, he took her to the Empress Dowager's bedroom.

Looking at ah Piao, Empress Dowager Hu immediately got up from the couch, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, held her in her arms, and said painfully, "how did you come back after so many years? Look, this white face and thin body must not eat well."

After the battle of Chaoge City, a Piao lived in the palace for several years. Empress dowager Hu always wanted a daughter and loved her. A Piao was very affectionate to her, but she couldn't help saying, "there's no sun below, of course it'll be whiter."

Empress Dowager Hu smiled and scolded: "as soon as she opened her mouth, she knew she was a disciple of Shenmo peak and couldn't speak well."

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Jingyao went back to the hall to get an important thing. Listening to the Queen Mother's complaint, he didn't say anything to a Piao. He couldn't help sighing and said, "mother, after all, she is the future emperor of the underworld. You can't always treat her as a child, but you should respect her."

Empress Dowager Hu was annoyed and said, "I gave her all the pearl flowers your father gave me. How can I respect her?"

Jing Yao was very helpless. He thought this was not the same thing. Then he thought of some rumors. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "there's something I said. Don't be angry, but master, he's going to get married. You'd better pay attention and don't always..."

The back of Mrs. Hu was like frost. She patted the table heavily, stared into his eyes and said, "why do I often call him into the temple? Don't you know why? Not all for you! Want to avoid suspicion? I'm more than ten feet away from him. I can't see my eyes and eyebrows clearly. How do you want me to avoid suspicion? Shall I move to chessboard mountain, or do you want to go back to my hometown cave? Make it clear to me! "

Jingyao didn't dare to say anything. He hurried forward and knelt down. He coaxed her for a long time, and then fled from the bedroom. After he left, Empress Dowager Hu's anger immediately disappeared and became unusually calm. Just the next moment, she suddenly raised her hands to cover her face and cried silently.

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In the well house, Ping Yongjia looked at the empty courtyard and said, "elder martial brother, when can we plant another tree? Hasn't the elder martial sister calmed down yet?"

Gu Qing smiled and said, "it's so blunt to change the topic. It seems that the little junior sister has taken good care of you in the underworld these years."

Ping Yongjia scratched her head awkwardly and said, "I always feel that elder martial brother wants me to come back seriously. It must be no small matter. I'm a little nervous."

"It's really not a small matter. It's even dangerous." Gu Qing said: "in the battle of the imperial song city, bu Laolin also made some efforts, so the imperial court didn't pursue them too tightly afterwards, but it didn't expect them to take root in the imperial song city. In recent years, some troubles have been caused, but in this way, bu Laolin also showed more face. Last autumn, I found a clue to roughly confirm the location of immortal Taiping, I invited you back this time to help me catch him or kill him directly. "

Ping Yongjia was surprised and said, "me? Just me? Just me? "

Gu Qing said, "no one knows who Lao Lin is in the imperial court and sects. I can only trust my own people."

Hearing his own words, Ping Yongjia had no fear, but still had some doubts and said, "you and I can't beat him together."

"I now have the Imperial City array. If Immortal Taiping enters the Chaoge City, he can be controlled somewhere for the time being."

Gu Qing looked into his eyes and said, "what you have to do is to stimulate the sword idea and kill him like a hundred years ago."

Ping Yongjia scratched her head and said, "what you're talking about is the immortal sword array?"

"Yes, your sword intention was used by master at that time. Only you know how to use the immortal sword array in Chaotian mainland."

Without waiting for him to speak, Gu Qing continued, "you'll be in the palace at that time. Just arrange the array every other space."

Ping Yongjia said nervously, "the immortal sword array does often appear in my dream, but I don't have self-confidence."

Gu Qing said, "I have been studying the three implicit forms of Chengtian sword in recent years. We can discuss them."

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When Gu Qing and Ping Yongjia whispered head to head to discuss the big event, their master lay on the couch not far away, closed his eyes, still beautiful, and the lotus was never covered with dust.

Jingjiu has been sleeping for a hundred years. Many people in Chaotian mainland remember him, and the disciples in Qingshan will never forget the old ancestor.

But remembering and missing are two different things.

People in the world are busy singing the colorful life. Where would they miss him?

That is, these people at the end of the peak of God and the descendants elsewhere will often miss him and hope that he can wake up as soon as possible.

Now these people are facing the most troublesome and dangerous situation in the world. Naturally, they miss him more and think if he is here, will these things happen?

The question is, even if Jingjiu really wakes up at this time, can it solve all this?

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Zhao Layue's sight fell on the distant ice peak in the north, with some blood color.

She was also thinking about this problem and soon came to a conclusion.

Why should I count on you?

Even if you are Jing Jiu.

Since you didn't accompany me into the snow and didn't accompany me for six years, I'll go out alone.

Firth's sword moved without wind, cut the sleeves and skirt, and then wrapped the cloth belts tightly around her arms and thighs like a needle and thread.

The floating sense of immortal family suddenly became the smell of iron and blood battlefield.

Zhao La Yue closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Holding the handle of the Fu Si sword with both hands, she whispered, crushed the ice and snow, and welcomed the snow charm in the sky.

Wipe, a bloody sword cut open the blue glacier, and then cut through the bluer sky.

Countless crystal chips are flying all over the sky, colder than the cold. They shoot around like arrow rain, then bounce up on the ground and are rolled up again by the roaring wind.

More than ten cold and terrible smells, like cold beasts, rushed to her body, like biting, hurting her body and grinding her spirit.

The sound of bombardment kept ringing in front of the glacier.

She kept falling and flying.

Blood sprayed everywhere like ice chips.

There were more and more wounds on her body and her face became paler and paler. Her hands holding the hilt were still so stable and her eyes were still so cold.

The sky gradually darkened, it was night.

I don't know whether to escape or chase, she and those snow demons came to the snow field from the glacier.

Under the light of stars, the guards of the snow queen looked like monsters in mythology.

These monsters don't seem to feel tired at all. They haven't reduced the intensity and frequency of attacks from beginning to end.

Her white dress had many holes. She was only supported by the cloth belt tied to her arms and thighs. She looked like a little girl who was going to fish in the stream.

The blood no longer splashes, not because Xuemei can no longer hurt her, but because her blood is about to run out.

The flesh and blood torn by the sharp claws of snow charm is a palpitating light pink.

Early in the morning, there were cracks everywhere in the snow, just like her body.

Many of Xuemei died, and fragments of the corpses can be seen everywhere. Five Xuemei were not dead or seriously injured, and surrounded her.

Her breath was heavy, her chest heaved slightly, and her body was full of rags and torn flesh like rags.

Jade bones can even be seen in several places.

The stars could not bear to see this picture. They gradually disappeared into the night and were soon replaced by the morning light.

She can't.

In fact, when He Wei, the leader of Kunlun, attacked her and fell on the surface of the glacier, she was dead.

But she continued to fight for a day and a night.

The breeze blew her short hair like weeds and her flesh blurred body, bringing no less pain than lingchi, but it could not make her thick eyebrows tremble.

She slowly let go of her left hand and only carried the Firth sword in her right hand, like a fish just touched out of the stream.

She looked down at the snow in front of her feet and didn't speak.

She was so tired that she didn't sit down, because she knew that if she sat down, she would never be able to stand up again.

The five snow demons looked at her, and their crystal like eyes seemed to change some emotion.

Emotion is a rare thing for such high-level snow country monsters, not to mention their emotion at this time is respect.

The rules of snow country are very simple. Respect will only be the praise of low-level life to high-level life.

They are the personal guards of the snow queen. Over the past countless years, this respect will only be given to her majesty.

But respect doesn't mean goodbye. They walked towards Zhao Layue, and the shadow brought by the tall figure gradually closed like a mountain.

Zhao Layue is very good at deduction and calculation. She knows that the next moment is death and there will be no accident.

At the moment when the long night was coming, she thought of many things, and then thought of many things, but her breath gradually calmed down. On the avenue, no monk can accept the long night gently and calmly, but when the long night really comes, it's also a good thing to be calm（ The last sentence is taken from a reader's comment official account. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.