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A city guard appeared on the top of Bailiyun Palace. The guard looked down at the tribal army and Qinghong Luan Guards swinging in the wind below. He had heard the name of Fengming Mountain in just a few words and was slightly moved.

However, if he obeys the order of the demon general, he does not have a clear intention, how dare he let it go at will? He pointed to the demon general's white tiger flag on the city and said, "If there is a demon general and we guard the Yun Palace, why do you need the tribe guards to mobilize all the troops? Besides, you will abdicate.

The ceremony is imminent. I believe that Your Majesty has taken action to subdue the rioters just now. You have seen it with your own eyes. How can you say to serve the king?"

"I would like to advise you to withdraw your troops as soon as possible. The crime of siege of this army is extraordinary. At the least, the execution of the worst, the extermination of the clan should be exterminated. You will wake up early before your crime is reduced to avoid being trapped in your own cocoon!"

The voice of the guards on the top of the city echoed, and Chen Yao, the leader of the Giant Spirit Clan, was in a dilemma again.

He was swaying and swaying.

He is the leader of a clan and a son of man. The great elder and family are equally important to him, and he really has no choice.

Just when Chen Yao was in a dilemma, two figures walked out of the Qinghong Luan Guard behind him. The two great commanders of Fengming Mountain's cultivation level, Qingluan Guard, led You and Hongluan Guard Palace Evil.

Chen Yao held the ceremony of juniors.

The commander of Qingluan Guard, named Yin You, said: "It would be better for me to enter the Yun Palace first to find out the situation. If there is really a change, I will notify you separately."

Chen Yao looked at the two seniors hesitantly, and thought that this was the best way to go now, so that he would not make a rash move: "It's just that the city gate is closed, and the guards on the top of the city may not let go at will. How can the two seniors not move?

The voice and color are infiltrating.”

The commander of the Hongluan Guard, Gong Sha, smiled and said, "The vast Bailiyun Palace City will always have missing blind spots. With the cultivation level of our two people, entering the city is not difficult."

Chen Yao nodded: "I'm sorry, two of you."

...

At the ceremony of abdication under the Fusang tree, more than the people who were anxious because they could not find out the actual situation. Chen Yao, the leader of the Giant Spirit Clan, was outside Jueyun Ridge, and Jiang Manlou and Mo Xiangqi and others were also anxious.

"You can just go in! Waiting alone is not a solution." Jiang Manlou led many experts from the Tiannan Alliance to hide in this deep mountain forest for several days, ready to respond to Luo Changfeng and Muyun Sword City at any time.

Unfortunately, there has been no movement for several days.

There was no news from the hidden stake that Tianji Pavilion was placed in Jueyun Ridge. It can be said that it knew nothing about the current situation in the demon realm.

Mo Xiangqi glared at Jiang Manlou and said, "I really think that the six hundred-mile Jueyunling is an ordinary market?" Jiang Manlou spread his hands and said, "What do you think you should do?"

The white-clothed sword floated in and suggested, "I can sneak in and explore the truth first."

Everyone looked at each other.

It seems that this is a good suggestion.

But the blindfolded man Yueyingtut said, "I don't think it's right."

The white-clothed sword floated and Chen looked at him and asked, "Why?"

Yueying puppet explained: "The city master's cultivation is naturally not weak, but he has not entered the realm of transformation and disaster. Six hundred miles of Jueyun Ridge hides dragons and lies in the tiger. To be honest, if they really encounter a difficult problem, they can't handle it together.

No matter how many you are, it will be of no use."

Yue and the other two said, "I agree with the fourth brother's statement."

Although the White-Clothed Sword Floating and Chen claimed to be the first young master of the Sword Forging City, he was considered the best among his classmates in terms of cultivation and talent. After seeing Luo Changfeng and Muyun Sword City, he also knew in his heart that there was still a little difference between them.

Therefore, I did not think that the Yueying Puppet said was deliberately belittling himself.

Jiang Manlou said disheartenedly: "Then I can only wait?"

Mo Xiangqi sat down next to an ancient tree: "Wait a little longer."

...

The world is broken by the Mirror of Heaven.

In the noisy town called Longmen in the desert, Bai Zhiqiu, a white-clothed, fairy-haired fairy-like and Confucian-spirited gentleman in the inn, has been waiting for ten years.

Until one moment, lying in the bamboo chair in the backyard, he closed the book in his hand, glanced in the direction of Tiannan, and then sighed at the two graves in front of him.

Mr. Bai Zhiqiu called out: "Advice."

A ten-year-old girl in a purple dress with a pink jade carved girl ran out, crossed her hands behind her back, looking obedient and delicate: "Teacher."

Mr. Bai Zhiqiu looked at the little girl's mouth full of cake stains, and smiled helplessly.

It is very different from the Princess Ningxue of the Great Yan Empire back then. Perhaps because of the mixed dragons and snakes of Longmen Inn, this girl Ye Ziyi has been used to all kinds of practitioners and even foreign races since she was a child. She has long learned to be naughty and do everything she can.

It is not an exaggeration to call the inn bullying.

Whether it is the same age as the Longmen Town, or the guests who often stay in the inn, have eaten all kinds of tricks from this girl.

First of all, Bai Zhiqiu, a teacher with unfathomable practice, is always by his side. In addition, Ye Ziyi has a cute appearance at a young age, and the guests who have been teased by her in the past are ultimately unbearable to blame and can't help but laugh and cry.

Bai Zhiqiu asked, "Have you eaten snowflake cake again?"

Ye Ziyi shook her head innocently, even though the cake stains on her mouth had betrayed her.

Bai Zhiqiu said: "Can all the homework be completed?"

Ye Ziyi blinked and said, "It's done."

Bai Zhiqiu stood up.

The little girl, who was afraid of being knocked on her palm again, stepped back.

Bai Zhiqiu said: "The teacher wants to leave for a while, and before coming back, he will see the effect of washing the monument."

Ye Ziyi nodded obediently: "The disciple knows."

The two tombstones in the backyard of Longmen Inn have been there since she remembered it, and it has been ten years since she was still in the past. Ye Ziyi has asked the teacher countless times, but Bai Zhiqiu never said a word.

In addition to asking her to clean the tombstone every day, Longmen Town has strong sand and no matter how windy or rainy this job has never been interrupted.

Strangely, the little girl Ye Ziyi was not tired of it.

She felt a special sense of intimacy towards these two tombstones. Even if she was naughty and did everything she wanted, Bai Zhiqiu was often lazy in the homework assigned by the monument. However, she was extremely quiet and very serious when washing the monument.

Especially when she touched this tomb with the words Yan Ningxue, she would feel sad every time she would touch her heart. Then she would burst into tears unconsciously, as if she was lying inside, just like herself.

...

Under the Fusang tree in Bailiyun Palace.

In the semi-falling Qinglong Hall, Luo Changfeng and Muyun Sword City, strangled by the demon emperor of the yellow python robe, were not crushed to pieces.

After Luo Changfeng recast his mind, he received the blood evil spirit of the butcher's sword and tempered his body. Mu Yun Jiancheng sat and watched the mountain with millions of swords, with millions of sword intent hidden in his body. The two were definitely not the body of the venerable of the Transformation Realm.

The fall of a hundred feet high only made them feel a little painful and could not cause fatal injuries.

The demon emperor seemed to know this very well, and still looked at Luo Changfeng contemptuously, approached gently, staring at Luo Changfeng's eyes: "I heard that there is a broken sky map in your body."

Luo Changfeng, who was strangled to his throat, sneered in a hoarse voice: "Do you want it?"

The Demon Emperor curled his lips: "I will take it myself."

As soon as the Demon Emperor's voice fell, Luo Changfeng and Muyun Jiancheng in their sight gradually changed color strangely, as if a drop of light ink dripped into the clear water, and then the ink melted away. Everything in front of him began to be a kind of

The grayish-white dark colors extend the infection...