Respectfully ask Your Majesty to kill the immortal

Chapter 116 Silhouette Nezha
After checking and checking, it turned out that the Queen Mother might be involved in this matter, Xu Mochen felt a little dramatic.

The Queen Mother no longer cares about court affairs, and in some respects, Xu Mochen is grateful.

Even if there is no blood relationship between the two, under the dual background of the royal family, immortal cultivators and human race, the Queen Mother treated him with the utmost benevolence and righteousness.

What if it really has something to do with the Queen Mother.

"Who else knows about this?" Xu Mochen asked.

Tang Derun replied cautiously: "No, the embroidered clothes envoy, I don't know that the person in Tianyi Temple is the Queen Mother."

"Bring people back, don't startle the snake," Xu Mochen pondered, "Go back and check the relationship between Dali Temple and the Queen Mother carefully."

Tang Derun's eyes flickered: "Your Majesty, you suspect that between them..."

"Human races don't see each other visually," Xu Mochen said of his worries, "but they are immortal cultivators, and the relationship behind them is intricate.

At that level, the identity of the queen mother is nothing special. "

Tang Derun was silent. At this point, he really felt that the emperor was too difficult.

Xu Mochen showed off his face and smiled: "The soldiers come to cover the water and soil, let's go back to the palace first."

Today's visit to the research institute is just a routine inspection, so I didn't know that I got extra news, and it was considered rewarding.

Shen Zhining was going to stay, Zhao Lingbo wanted to ask her for more knowledge.

Logically, concubines are not allowed to leave the palace, but the Dagan national style is open, and Xu Mochen is a time traveler, so he doesn't pay much attention to some ancient rules.

During the period, I went to visit Li Bitong. After a few days of recuperation, she has almost recovered.

Only then did Xu Mochen return to the palace with peace of mind.

On the other side, Shen Zhining brought the green bamboo back to the house, closed the door, and the green bamboo asked in a low voice: "Mother, the skin on your body is two days old, do you want to take it off and wash it?"

"Of course." Shen Zhining loves to be clean, "By the way, wash the other sets of leather as well."

"My servant thinks that His Majesty should like your current set the most. You have a good figure, and even this servant is dazzling." Cui Zhu joked.

Shen Zhining shook her head: "Don't be ridiculous, as long as you are a cultivator, Your Majesty is not interested.

You see, he didn't take the time to see Miss Shu. "

"Miss Shu is a different person, she looks like that, and I don't know that Your Majesty has such strong tastes." Cui Zhu was still nagging.

"Humans always have their own hobbies, and the emperor is the same." Shen Zhining could take it easy, "You wash the set you want to change first, and I'll change it first when it's done."

Cuizhu agreed: "My lady, 'Sinking fish and falling geese, closing the moon and shameful flowers', which one do you think is better?"

Shen Zhining was watching while scratching her skin, when suddenly there was a sharp piercing sound from outside.

She reacted quickly, and immediately put the skin into mustard seeds, raised her palm, and the candle went out: "The cultivator is here."

Cuizhu also held his breath: "I just attacked the research institute not long ago, why is it coming again?"

It seems that someone specifically targeted His Majesty.

Isn't it dangerous for them to be involved.

Although there are defensive formations here, the only ones who have cultivation are Li Bitong and the two of them.

The sharp piercing sound rang around the research institute, the intention was very clear, it was to tell you that someone was coming.

The long skirt in the courtyard was shaking, and Li Bitong had already slipped out.

Seeing this posture, Shen Zhining and Cui Zhu hurried forward: "Miss Li."

"Ma'am," Li Bitong nodded, "this is a common thing recently, don't worry about me, I can handle it myself."

Shen Zhining shook her head: "You were injured recently, so many people have multiple strengths, besides, this is the capital city, and immortal cultivators don't dare to mess around, it's probably just to test the depths."

Li Bitong nodded in agreement.

But seeing a purple figure flash past, one person leaped along the eaves and rushed out.

"That's Miss Shu." Li Bitong recognized it.

"Go up and have a look." Shen Zhining frowned, "Although she is a stranger, she may not be an opponent of a cultivator."

Li Bitong pointed out with his fingers, and the paper dance unfolded. After the three jumped on it, they stepped on the paper and left in the air.

Their speed is faster than horses, but Shu Wuyin moved first, and this is the outskirts, the terrain is complicated, after turning a few turns, he lost his figure.

"Shu..." Shen Zhining was about to shout, when suddenly a burst of cold air came over her, and she hurriedly avoided.

"Whoosh, whoosh," five or six cold lights flashed, shredding Li Bitong's paper into shreds.

A black shadow came through the air, at an extremely fast speed, before Li Bitong could react, he slapped her on the right shoulder, causing Li Bitong to turn several times, and blood spurted wildly.

"Who came here!" Shen Zhining was secretly surprised, Li Bitong's strength was about the same as her own, so she never expected to lose with one move.

The black shadow didn't answer, his hands were flying, and the cold light scattered in the sky.

Shen Zhining and Cui Zhu hurriedly backed away, where the cold light went, the grass and trees were cut off.

With the help of the night light and the scanning of the divine consciousness, Shen Zhining could see clearly the essence of the cold light: "A sword without edge?"

It is a sword without a hilt.

The black figure smiled "hehe", and suddenly burst into a ray of light, more than a dozen edgeless swords pierced through Shen Zhining's body with lightning and flint.

It's a pity that Shen Zhining's body is just skin, and she is an immortal cultivator in the Nether Realm, otherwise this blow would definitely kill her.

"Silhouette supernatural powers are ever-changing." It is a matter of life and death, she no longer keeps them, and the two supernatural powers behind her are opened, and they immediately display their supernatural powers.

Suddenly, a figure appeared.

But seeing this person stepping on the hot wheel, the left hand is the sky silk, the right hand is the circle of heaven and earth, and the golden light is shining on his body.

It is Nezha, the silhouette that Shen Zhining manifested.

Facing the indiscriminate bombardment of the opponent's bladeless sword, Nezha was not afraid at all. He urged the hot wheel, took the Huntian Ling, and threw the Qiankun circle, and bounced off the surrounding swords one after another.

The black shadow sneered: "Not bad supernatural powers, at first glance I thought it was the primordial spirit, but...

After all, it is a virtual god made of leather. "

He quickly formed seals with both hands, and a big bell flew out of the three big caves.

"That clock is..." Shen Zhining's pupils shrank for a while, "Meng Lan Basin! You are an immortal cultivator in the world of Buddhist cultivation."

Amidst the black shadow's loud laughter, he pushed the big clock and made a loud "boom".

With the loud bang, the body of the bell swayed with golden lights in Sanskrit, engulfing Shen Zhining and the green bamboo.

The world of Buddhist cultivation is the nemesis of the Nether Realm.

Both of them vomited blood when they encountered this heavy blow.

Shen Zhining spat out a mouthful of blood, and the Qizang Shenfu frantically pumped out spiritual energy, barely resisting, she put away Nezha, grabbed the green bamboo with her left hand, and was about to leave.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Li Bitong lying on the side. She swung her long sleeves and pulled Li Bitong over.

All of this, the black shadow just stood by and watched.

Shen Zhining carried Li Bitong on her back, and was about to leave, but felt a pain in one hundred and eight places on her body, as if pierced by ice, she turned her head: "You..."

Sombra was very satisfied: "The second..."

On the other side, Shu Wuyin, who was riding his horse, heard the bell.

"While tuning the tiger away from the mountain?" She immediately reined in the horse and rushed back.

When they arrived, they saw Shen Zhining and the other three, lying on the ground unconscious and spitting blood.

She dismounted immediately: "Who did it?"

(End of this chapter)