Li Yuncong said: "Talk less and do more, Xiao Dezi is just familiar with Yuanfu, and there is not much contact with the outside world, our family will branch Yuanfu for a while, and you can do other things yourself." ” Hu Xiaotian smiled: "Thank you Gonggong Li."
This guy pinched his voice to speak, in fact, the tone of the eunuch was roughly the same, and Hu Xiaotian controlled the tone of yin and yang very well.
Li Yuncong said: "What are your plans?"
Hu Xiaotian said: "Let's find out the details here." ” As night fell, Hu Xiaotian entered the secret passage from the cave under the statue of Wen in the Library Pavilion, this secret passage was no secret because too many people knew about it, but fortunately, this secret passage could connect the Zilan Palace, the Siyuan Bureau, the Library Pavilion and the Yao Pond.
Hu Xiaotian sneaked into Yao Chi along the secret passage, since the successful restoration of Long Xuan'en, the vigilance of the Ethereal Mountain has also been significantly relaxed, Hu Xiaotian came to the waterfall of the Ethereal Mountain, and climbed up the cliff, this cliff is as smooth as a mirror, straight up and down, Hu Xiaotian relies on the first-class rock climbing method, using both hands and feet, and using the golden spider eight steps to climb to the top of the Ethereal Peak.
It's nearly midnight, the whole Lingxiao Palace is shrouded in a night, under the moonlight, you can see that the Lingxiao Palace has been repaired, the main hall is majestic, the red bricks and blue tiles reflect the cold light, like a lonely giant, the north of the Lingxiao Palace is the Cloud Temple, and the Lingxiao Palace from the waterfall just passes here.
Hu Xiaotian once had the experience of entering the Cloud Temple, that time he came with Long Xiyue to worship her mother, but I don't know if the current Cloud Temple is still the same Hu Xiaotian quietly climbed over the wall and entered, no one stayed in the Cloud Temple, Hu Xiaotian was familiar with the road, and came to the main hall, he remembered that he had seen a portrait of Qiqi's biological mother here at that time, and since he came this time, he simply took the sheep and took it away.
It's okay to give it to her as a gift on the day you meet Qiqi.
Hu Xiaotian found Ling Jiazi's portrait, took the portrait off the wall and rolled it up, and when he cleaned up the scroll, he felt that something seemed to be rolling inside, and he couldn't help but be stunned.
This painting scroll is really hollow, there is a string of purple spar bracelets hidden in it, the author of this painting is Long Xuanen, and he is naturally the spar bracelet hidden in it, this bracelet is a women's ornament, it can be inferred that it should be Ling Jiazi's jewelry, and the old emperor may be a commemoration of this bracelet collected here.
Hu Xiaotian sighed secretly in his heart, Long Xuanen, the old dog, didn't even let go of his daughter-in-law, it was really not a thing.
He couldn't help but have a guess in his heart, what was the relationship between Long Xuanen and Qiqi, and Qiqi would be his flesh and blood Hu Xiaotian left the Cloud Temple with confusion, sneaked silently under the moon, and came to the outside of Lingxiao Palace, just when he was about to enter Lingxiao Palace, he suddenly heard a frightened scream from the southwest corner, Hu Xiaotian's heart sank, and he looked around.
Soon he heard messy footsteps, and the two warriors stumbled out of the Lingxiao Palace.
One of them was covered in blood and his right arm was gone.
The two were horrified: "Help" Before they could escape too far, a black shadow shot out from the Lingxiao Palace like a ghost, his hands clenched into claws in the moonlight, and his body swooped down from mid-air, raising his claws and plunging deep into the skulls of the two men.
The two stood there.
His body twitched, and soon he died, and the black shadow pulled his blood-stained hands out of their heads, and slowly turned his face, the moonlight reflecting his pale face.
His eyes were lifeless and lifeless, this person turned out to be Longting Town, Hu Xiaotian gasped, not that he was dead, he couldn't imagine that this guy was still alive in this world, no wonder Hong Beimo came here three times and twice, but for his sake, the old emperor shouldn't know about the affairs of Longting Town, Hu Xiaotian was secretly frightened, so Qiqi's situation was going to be dangerous.
It's just that he remembered that in the past, the martial arts of Longting Town were sparse and ordinary, and he didn't know why he became so powerful in a short period of time, could this person have any adventures At this time, a figure floated out of the Lingxiao Palace, and the man came to the corpse, inserted five fingers into the still bleeding brain, and praised: "It's not bad, it's not bad, it's not in vain what the old man taught you." ” Hu Xiaotian was a little familiar when he heard this person's voice, and when the person turned his face, he almost didn't exclaim, that person turned out to be the evil monk of Tianlong Temple, but what made him even more surprised was that the eyes that had been blind in the past were actually scorching, and he didn't even have eyeballs in the past, but now he suddenly has a pair of eyes.
Hu Xiaotian and Buwu can be regarded as a master and apprentice, since the last time they were separated in Tianlong Temple, they have never looked at each other, Hu Xiaotian thought that Buwu had already left Kangdu, but he didn't expect that he not only did not leave, but hid in the palace, thinking of the super martial arts of Buwu, Hu Xiaotian secretly guarded in his heart, even if his martial arts were much better than when he left Tianlong Temple, but when it came to actual combat, he may not be able to win over Buwu, in the past, when he was blind, he was so powerful, and now he has eyes again, His martial arts will inevitably go to the next level.
Looking at the eyes of the unenlightened, Hu Xiaotian secretly wondered, what kind of person can make the unenlightened dead wood see the light again He thought that he was unique in this era in terms of surgery, but he couldn't imagine that there were still people in this world who could perform eye transplantation, could it be that Hong Beimo did it, if it was really him, where did this person come from, how terrible would he be Long Tingzhen said in a low voice: "I still have to stay here until Mr.
Hong didn't say that he wanted to help me ascend to the throne of the crown prince, but why didn't he take action?"
He smiled and said, "I don't care about these things, you go and ask him." ” Long Tingzhen said: "What is the difference between me and a prisoner?"
Buwu said: "Let's go to the medicinal bath." ” Long Tingzhen sighed, turned around and walked towards the palace.
After Long Tingzhen left, his unenlightened gaze returned to the two corpses, and said in a low voice: "Dust to dust, soil to earth, the donor has been here for a long time, why don't you dare to show up?"
Hu Xiaotian couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, he thought that he had exposed Xingzang, but he looked at his right front with unenlightened eyes.
In the dark, a white-haired man walked out slowly, and that person turned out to be Murong Zhan, the commander of the inner guards.
Only then did Hu Xiaotian realize that he didn't realize that he didn't find himself, but he didn't notice the appearance of Murong Zhan, this Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the Dakang Palace, it was really not to be taken lightly.
Murong Zhan's pale eyes looked at him unconsciously, he didn't speak, and held the hilt of the knife with his right hand.
Hu Xiaotian knew that Murong Zhan's martial arts were not weak, but compared to Buwu, he might not be his opponent.
Buwu sneered: "Commander Murong, don't you know, this Ethereal Peak is a forbidden place for the royal family, and no one is allowed to trespass without the emperor's will, as the leader of the inner guard, you know the law and break the law, what crime should you be guilty of?"
Murong Zhan didn't say a word, and looked coldly.
Buwu said: "If you don't speak now, I'm afraid you won't have the opportunity to speak in the future."
He stood there, the wide black monk's robe was windless, but it was bulged up by his rapidly ascending powerful internal breath, and the cold murderous aura quickly dispersed, enveloping the surrounding area within ten zhang, and the grass and trees shrank for it, and under the powerful murderous aura, Murong Zhan's momentum was completely restrained by the other party.
Hu Xiaotian was a little far away, but he still felt an invisible oppression, he thought that even if Murong Zhan was not an unenlightened opponent, but the two should be about the same, but from the current point of view, the difference in cultivation between the two was too great.
Murong Zhan had already started to start, he suddenly pulled out the long knife on his waist, and while drawing the knife, his left hand took the lead in moving, it turned out to be using the action of the knife as a cover, but the real killing move was his left hand, and a projectile ejected out.
Buwu slashed out with a palm in the air, and the invisible palm print slashed at the projectile in the void, and the projectile wave exploded with a bang, turning into countless green phosphorus fires, and the phosphorus fire ignited when it met things, Murong Zhan pulled out the knife in his right hand, pinched it on the handle of the knife, and touched the mechanism, and the blade turned into dozens of cold flying blades, shooting towards Wuwu.
Hu Xiaotian couldn't help but be amazed when he saw it, in his impression, Murong Zhan didn't seem to have so many means, and he couldn't imagine that Murong Zhan was hiding deeply, and he was still a master of hidden weapons.
Buwu didn't move, let those flying blades shoot in, and the flying blades touched his protective body, and they fell to the ground with a dingdong dong, unscathed.
After Murong Zhan made two secret moves in a row, he immediately fled into the distance.
He should know that there is a huge disparity in strength between himself and Wuwu, and he doesn't dare to stay and fight.
The unenlightened body suddenly activated, and the last hair came first, blocking Murong Zhan's escape path, raising his dry fist, and according to Murong Zhan is punch.
Murong Zhan's hands shook, and a silver light shot out, but it was a white snake, facing the fist of the unrealization.
When Hu Xiaotian saw the white snake clearly, his heart couldn't help but sink, he had seen the same white snake before, but when he was in Yongdu, when he joined forces with Qiqi to deal with the three disciples of the Colorful Sect, how could it fall into the hands of Murong Zhan Don't let Hu Xiaotian think too much, the white snake is already close to Wuwu, this white snake is extremely poisonous, as long as it bites the skin, the other party will inevitably be poisoned to death, but Buwu didn't put this white snake in his eyes at all, without waiting for the white snake to get close, the fist wind has already shocked the white snake into a blood mist.
The fist wind castrated non-stop, Murong Zhan changed his body continuously, but he could not avoid the envelope of the fist wind, his chest was hit by the invisible fist wind, and his body flew out like a kite with a broken string, and fell to the ground five zhang away.
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Buwu took a step forward, but saw Murong Zhan waving his arm in pain, and thousands of points of floating golden light approached Buwu, but they were small golden insects.
Buwu snorted coldly and said: "The pearl of rice grains also shines."
He threw two punches in succession, and the powerful fist wind seemed to blow two gusts of wind in front of him, sweeping away the golden poisonous insects.
Drunk high, slept for a day, just got up to code words, and strive to come again in the evening to be continued: