After pampering her sick and weak husband, the idiot's legitimate daughter cheated on her

Yun Wuyang arrived at Linglong Pavilion and was forced to rest for a while by Tinghe. When she regained consciousness, she realized that it was only the early morning of the next day.

Yun Wuyan broke out in a cold sweat, and the scene of Cheng Shiyuan falling and the scene of Liu Shu being tortured were replayed in front of his eyes.

She grabbed her hair irritably and curled up into a ball. After finally calming herself down, she raised her head and took a deep breath.

The first thing she asked the head of Linglong Pavilion was how to kill Imperial Master Dashuo.

The female manager looked embarrassed: "Miss, we would never dare to do such a big thing without His Majesty's instructions."

Yun Wuyang frowned: "But I have already found General Liu, I just need you to cooperate with me and help me."

The female manager hesitated for a long time, then said: "How about... I can send a message back to Yunqin for you? Ask your Majesty what to do."

Yun Wuyang was silent for a while and then said: "No, thank you."

It wasn't until the female boss left that Tinghe came over. Of course, she was first and foremost worried about Yun Wushuang's safety: "Miss, it only takes five or six days to send the message. Why don't you go back to Yunqin first?"

Yun Wuyang shook his head: "I can't go back. If I go back, wouldn't all my previous efforts be wasted?"

It was even more impossible to send a message, because the emperor's attitude towards Liu Shu being captured was unclear, so if she sent a message back, it would only be to ask her to return to Yunqin.

Just when Yun Wuhuang was at a deadlock, someone suddenly pushed the door open and entered.

"Linglong Pavilion can't do it, but I can."

Yun Wuyan raised his head, and the figure of a young man came into view.

The young man's very pale eyes were clear, but there was a rare unruliness hidden in them. The long eyelashes clung to his eyes docilely, and the bridge of his nose was high, which seemed to reveal a strong personality.

Yun Wuyan, whether it was Yunqin or Dashuo, she had been in all the lands of flowers and willows for so long, and she had never seen anyone whose face was more divine than Xiao Shuoyue. She had never seen such a cold and indifferent person. A gentle handsome man.

Yun Wuyang was stunned: "Sir?"

Xiao Shuoyue stared, and he responded: "Yes."

You don't need to think about it to know how Xiao Shuoyue won the favor of the Imperial Master. With just this appearance, she stood out among the group of "disciples" surrounding her.

Not to mention that although Xiao Shuoyue appears to be as innocent as Xia He who just emerged from the mud and is unsullied, the sedimentation of age that is unfazed by humiliation and humiliation is really unique.

Xiao Shuoyue repeated it concisely and comprehensively:
"I can."

During the sacrificial ceremony on the second day, Imperial Master Dashuo led his two disciples on his left and right onto the high platform step by step.

Yun Wuyang had already put on the disguise mask made for her by Linglong Pavilion. After touching the strange touch, she couldn't help but sigh that everyone had their own abilities.

She mingled among these nobles and watched the Imperial Master lead Xiao Shuoyue up to the heights.

Yun Wuyang muttered in his heart, he didn't expect that Xiao Shuoyue could make the Imperial Master trust him so much in just a few days.

But the feeling is that Xiao Shuoyue gives people too much trust. Could this be a real immortal?

Yun Wuyan rubbed his chin, feeling that Xiao Shuoyue was probably the kind of rational man who would come over and talk to you for half an hour if you stole his wife.

She nodded, amused by her own thoughts, and smiled for a second before turning serious.

At this moment, an accident happened.

Suddenly, an arrow was fired fiercely from the darkness. The Imperial Master Dashuo turned around with a sharp look in his eyes, and dodged the arrow with a swift movement of his palm.

Then, countless feather arrows fell from the sky.

Yun Wuyang was shocked, this was not their plan!
She subconsciously looked at Xiao Shuoyue, only to see Xiao Shuoyue pull out the short sword from her waist and stand in front of the imperial master to block the hidden arrow for her. The nobles and believers who were worshiping devoutly below saw this scene and screamed and became confused. : "There is an assassin——"

Someone tripped and fell, and the scene became even more chaotic.

Yun Wuyang saw the seductive woman in red robe coming down from a high place quickly, and he immediately realized that if he lost this opportunity, the assassination would no longer be possible.

The National Preceptor, a cunning woman, will definitely become more defensive after experiencing this change.

Regardless of who caused this commotion, Yun Wuyang gritted his teeth and shouted: "Protect the National Preceptor!"

Immediately, she swept over with the dagger hidden in her sleeve!

The rain of arrows stopped, and the Imperial Master glanced at her. The woman laughed disdainfully. Of course, it was obvious at a glance that Yun Wuxu was an enemy rather than a friend: "Little girl, you are eight lifetimes away from competing with your aunt!"

Yun Wuyang clenched his hands tightly, then loosened them in an instant and waved three unknown white objects from his sleeves.

The next second, white smoke suddenly rose, and the soldiers who came to quell the commotion were frightened back and could only stand in front of the scared nobles.

The Imperial Master was shocked, but the next second she gritted her teeth and said: "Playing dirty? Okay!"

The next second, Yun Wuyan's eyes widened and he instinctively ducked away from his original place.

Sure enough, someone standing behind her suddenly screamed.

Damn it, the white smoke dissipated faster and faster.

Yun Wuyang was worried for a while. Just as she was trying to die together, the area shrouded in white smoke gradually became clear.

The Imperial Master suddenly turned around as if she was aware of it, and saw the young man standing unarmed behind her, taking a step back and making a gesture of holding a sword.

When she saw it clearly, her panic calmed down: "The sword in your hand was knocked out just now, you didn't..."

Before she finished speaking, her eyes widened.

An excellent spiritual sword appeared in Xiao Shuoyue's hand out of thin air at some point. The sword pierced her chest, and blood continuously poured out of the hole.

The Imperial Master coughed out a mouthful of blood, and her eyes widened. She was afraid that the red bloodshot eyeballs would explode due to swelling in the next second.

She was afraid that she couldn't even finish her sentence: "Where did your sword... come from..."

There was a touch of handsomeness mixed with etherealness in the delicate facial features of the young boy Xiao Shuoyue, and now the blood spattered by the sword thrust added a bit of bloodthirsty that was quite inconsistent with his eyes.

He simply described the facts lightly:

"It cannot be seen with the naked eye."

It's Ming Sujian! ! !

Yun Wuhuang felt at ease in an instant. With her revenge being avenged, she relaxed almost instantly.

However, the meaning of Xiao Shuoyue's words is really intriguing. Da Shuo's Imperial Preceptor claims to be an immortal who obeys the destiny, but he gets involved in the court and colludes with the prince to do many chaotic things. What is he if he is not a fake immortal?
Naturally, she cannot be compared with the real banished immortal masters like Xiao Shuoyue.

The other disciple who was following the Imperial Master was stunned on the spot. He finally managed to save his life but came up:

"...You killed her? Didn't she poison you?"

　Mr. is very handsome, but he won’t let you chase him (stick out his tongue)

　　(End of this chapter)