The Rebellious Emperor Dragon of Thunderbolt World

Chapter 281
Ziyao Imperial Palace, a letter, Lonely Marquis pays cold attention to it, the letter has not yet been opened, but the civil and military crown is like a candle, and he has already detected the content.

"Invitation card?"

"Yes." Lonely Hou nodded slowly, "News is the most difficult thing to suppress. Su Zhenzhen will not allow the killing in Nanwulin to continue."

"Ha." The hell doll master chuckled, but didn't speak.

"Killing is a necessary means of change. Since ancient times, all reformers have shed blood, and the implementation of the ban on martial arts is also the same. Why, I have never seen the world ending of the ban on martial arts, why do I assert that this ending must be wrong."

"Lonely Marquis, what is your next step?"

"Um……"

Lonely Hou didn't answer, but took out a scroll from the side bookshelf, and slowly spread it out, with many names written on it.

Su Zhenzhen, One Page Book, Yin Moxiao, Mo Zhaonu, Yulianghuang, Attacking the Heavens...

Afterwards, there were Sanada Ryumasa, Xuanyuan Bubai, Yinqi Zhuwu and others. The ink marks were still new, and they were obviously added later.

Now the names of Yiyeshu, Yin Moxiao, Mo Zhaonu, Xi Mie Tianlai, and Sanada Ryumasa have all been crossed out with one stroke.

"This is?"

"The list of people who may affect the implementation of the military ban." Lonely Hou coughed twice and said: "Mo Zhaonu and Sanada Ryumasa withdrew from Shenzhou, and a page was seriously injured again. It is difficult to get out of the inside, Xi Mie Tianlai has lost the help of the demon world, and Yin Moxiao is trapped in the practice."

"Xuanyuan Bubai, isn't this person dead?" Hell Doll Master asked doubtfully.

"I can't see the dead body." Lonely Hou shook his head, and then said: "Hell Human Shape Master, I have something to entrust, such and such, such and such..."

"What about you?" After listening to the explanation, the hell doll master asked.

Lonely Hou picked up the letter on the table: "Since Su Zhenzhen is an invitation, there is no reason for Lonely Hou not to go to the appointment."

"Well, if that's the case, let's split up our work."

As soon as the words fell, a bleak blue color disappeared into the room.

"Ahem, cough, Su really..."
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Yin Moxiao and Sang Daoliang left the border of Nanwu Forest and then transferred to Linggu Mountain.

The master of Linggu Mountain, named Feiyu Resentment Concubine, known as the Queen of Gu and Poison Concubine, usually hides in the deep mountains, although she is not well-known outside, but in the three worlds of medicine, Gu, and poison, her name is like thunder. It was also because of a few suspicious cases that Yin Moxiao was introduced by someone, and he had several encounters with Feiyu Yujiu just now.

But when the two came to the foot of Linggu Mountain and were about to go up the mountain, a figure loomed from the mountain and appeared in front of Yin Moxiao and the other two.

"It's actually the Patriarch who came." The white-clothed swordsman couldn't help but be surprised when he saw Yin Moxiao.

"Meng Zhuangshi, see you for a long time."

When Yin Moxiao visited Linggu Mountain for the first time, he met the swordsman in front of him.

Meng Baiyun, an infatuated swordsman who has been guarding the foot of Linggu Mountain all year round, when he learned about Meng Baiyun and Fei Yu's resentment against concubine from his friends, even with Yin Moxiao's experience, he couldn't help but sigh.

Meng Baiyun's own swordsmanship is superb, but because of emotional distress, his swordsmanship lacks concentration. If things go on like this, his swordsmanship will only become more and more wasteful, and the damage to his mood can only be recovered through hard work.

"I have something to do, I want to ask Miss Yuan Ji." Yin Moxiao said.

"So that's how it is. The Patriarch still has this friend, so please go up the mountain." Meng Baiyun nodded, and the three of them climbed up to Linggu Mountain, but there was only a tower standing on the top of the mountain, which could smell strange and medicinal fragrance Scatter overflow.

Outside the gate, a swordsman stood with his hands behind his back, his aura was like a rainbow floating in the wind and clouds, unpredictable.

"Huh? Who is this?" Sang Daoliang asked doubtfully.

"In recent days, a gentleman came to visit, and this is the entourage of that gentleman."

When mentioning that person, Meng Baiyun looked a little unnatural.

Generally speaking, most of the people who come to Linggu Mountain to visit are patients, and they will leave after being cured. Only that person not only stayed in Linggu Mountain for a few days, but also chatted and laughed with Fei Yujiu all day long... …

"Follow?"

Sang Daoliang and Yin Moxiao didn't know what was going on in Meng Baiyun's mind, but they were each surprised. The swordsman standing outside the door at this moment is not an ordinary master, but such a person can only be a follower?Then what kind of identity should his master be.

The swordsman didn't look sideways, and ignored the three of them. Yin Moxiao and the others walked straight in, and saw a stone table in the courtyard. Two figures were sitting opposite each other, talking and laughing from time to time. A moment of stagnation appeared on the surface of the white cloud.

Among them, the woman is dressed in white silk and red damask, with a gorgeous face, and a drunken moon flower on the right cheek. The demeanor of Jin is exactly that—what is the point.

And the action of the three people stepping in also attracted the two people's attention, He Zudao couldn't help but be surprised when he saw the person coming.

Godfather?Sang Daoliang?What are they two doing here?And the corpses on their backs?

"Is it the Patriarch?"

"Miss Yuan Ji, the old man came to the door this time to ask for something."

"The Patriarch asks for a favor, and Kuan Ji has no reason to refuse."

"Your Majesty, He Zudao, I have heard the name of the founder of Famen for a long time, if there is something that He can help, I will not refuse."

He Zudao's gaze fell on the corpse carried by Yin Moxiao, and his brows were slightly frowned. He vaguely felt that the power in his body had become more active since the previous battle. When he saw the corpse, It's probably not a good thing to have the urge to devour, to make that force so excited.

Is it evil?

"Your Excellency, what is the point?"

What is the name of Dao, Yin Moxiao has also heard from Suzhenzhen that a person with a rather mysterious origin seems to have mastered many secrets of martial arts. From the current point of view, at least he has a hostile relationship with Zhengdao.

"The details are as follows..."

Afterwards, Yin Moxiao narrated all of what he had seen and heard in Nanwulin, and the ominous premonition in He Zudao's heart became more and more intense.

This description, would not be...

He Zudao looked at the corpse, faintly feeling something was wrong.

At this moment, Fei Yu Ji Ji understood the whole story, nodded her head and said: "Ji Ji understands, and ask the ancestors to bring her to the room, Ji Ji can make some preparations."

"Thank you."

Afterwards, under the guidance of Meng Baiyun, Sang Daoliang went to the attic, where Fei Yujiu was preparing for the autopsy. In the courtyard, in an instant, there were only two people left, Yin Moxiao and He Zudao.

"Mister seems to know something about this person's symptoms?" Yin Moxiao asked.

When he was describing it just now, Yin Moxiao had already noticed a subtle change in He Zudao's expression.

"Yes, and no, it's just He's guess at the moment. As for the specifics, let's wait for Miss Yu Ji to conduct an autopsy before making a conclusion."

He Zudao looked at the pavilion in front of him and fell into deep thought.

(End of this chapter)