Tantai Jin went in for a long time, but never came out.
Wei Xi had no choice but to call Ye Chufeng.
Now everyone in the palace is in danger, and there are even rumors among the people that Tantai Jin is inherently ominous, and the weather in winter is so strange.
Sheep **** has always been wise to protect himself, at this time it is totally unreliable. Now Ye Chufeng is the only one who is not afraid of death and capable. It is said that there is a contract between Master Ye and His Majesty. Tell him the matter, and it is impossible for him to betray your Majesty.
"It's true, Master Ye, your majesty's palace has faintly spread out the past few days... that smell. The girl can't keep her body, and the person is dead, why not let her go into the soil for peace?"
Ye Chufeng nodded: "Thank you Wei Gonggong for telling me."
Ye Chufeng rushed back from Linwei City, and he didn't expect that more than a month had passed since Tantai Jin had not buried his third sister's body. No wonder the palace people looked terrified and kept secret.
In this dynasty where the dead are the greatest, Tantaijin’s behavior is chilling.
Wei Xi sighed.
He didn't dare to tell this Master Ye specifically what else his Majesty did.
Who is the master, Wei Xi knows very well. After all, the power of life and death for everyone is still in the hands of Tantai Jin.
Ye Chufeng approached the palace, and he also smelled the shallow smell that Wei Xi said.
The incense to prevent the decay of the corpse was put in the room, and the delay has been the extreme now.
Wei Xi whispered uncomfortably: "Your Majesty went in this morning, but he hasn't come out so far. The eyelids of the minion jumped, Master Ye, nothing will happen, right?"
Ye Chufeng said, "Let someone come and open the door."
"But..."
"I will be responsible for what happened."
Wei Xi responded. Soon the palace gate was pushed open. Not to mention Ye Chufeng. Even Wei Xi didn't expect to see this scene before him. He softened his legs and forgot to salute, so he knelt and crawled. Get out.
Ye Chufeng's face was pale, he walked forward, and tightly pulled Tan Taijin's collar: "What are you doing!"
Xuanyi little tyrant laughed in a low voice: "Keep her, let her be with me forever."
Blood flowed out of Tantai Jin's body, dyeing the weak water under his body red. Around are a few magical artifacts left by the old Taoist priests.
Taijin's face was pale, but he smiled happily, the weak water formed a thin layer of ice crystals.
Ye Chufeng looked at the bodies of his three younger sisters, remembering the behavior of Tan Tai Jin just now, shuddering and gritted his teeth: "You unexpectedly want to seal yourself in the weak water with her!"
Tai Jin is looking for death, he may not survive, and the third sister cannot leave decently.
Ye Chufeng looked at Tantai Jin's frantically stubborn eyes, and suddenly remembered that he used to entertain Tantai's bright courtiers in front of the hall.
At that time, all of him thought it was just intimidation and deterrence. Today, Ye Chufeng realized that he was a complete lunatic, and there was nothing he couldn't do.
Taijin said indifferently: "Who gave you the courage to come in, get out!"
"You are crazy, I want to take my third sister." Ye Chufeng said, and went to hug the cold corpse on the bed.
One hand crossed over, Tan Tai Jin patted it with a palm.
"Do you dare to touch her?" Tan Tai Jin said coldly.
Ye Chufeng's face was very ugly, and he couldn't care about the contract or the difference between the monarch and his subjects. At this moment, he didn't even think about it, he only found it absurd.
The two fought. One had a nine-tailed fox demon pill in his body.
Tai-Jin hit Ye Chufeng with a punch and a fist, his expression was creepy.
Ye Chufeng didn't want the third sister to be uneasy when she died. He raised his hand, and a ball of flame flew toward the corpse on the bed.
Tai Jin's gaze froze for a moment, and he didn't even want to pounce on the corpse.
The flame burned his back. He didn't notice it, and extinguished the sparks on the girl's body under him carefully and in a panic.
Ye Chufeng looked at all this weakly, and for a long time, he closed his eyes.
"You look like this, if the third sister knew it, she would feel sick."
The words "disgusting" completely froze Tan Tai Jin, his eyes wore scarlet scarlet, but there were shallow tears in his left eye.
Ye Chufeng said: "When I beg you, and when I beg you for her, let her go and let her go."
Ye Chufeng closed his eyes: "She doesn't want what you give, and you never want to fulfill what she wants." She just wants to leave you, for which she paid so much, don't you really understand?
Taijin's tears fell on the girl's face. He was obviously right, but everyone in the world thought he was crazy and hoped that he would make it happen.
In the evening, Father Wei Xi brought good news.
Wei Xi said with satisfaction: "Your Majesty agreed to bury the girl."
Ye Chufeng was startled, thinking of the red eyes of the little tyrant.
Tai Jin still refused to let anyone touch Susu.
That day, Tantai Jin washed her body carefully, put on a beautiful hairpin for her, with insect-proof beads between her lips, and he personally carried the girl's body into the tomb of the emperor that belonged to him.
Below the mausoleum is the spiritual vein of a generation.
He asked people to seal the tomb and never went in again.
When the spring started, the snow stopped, Qianlongwei tried to rescue Ye Bingshang, Tantai Jin trapped thousands of Qianlongwei, causing people to shoot with arrows.
He let Ye Bingchang watch.
Ye Bingshang is trapped in a sealed jar, about to become a human being. She watched desperately as the people who came to save her fell one by one, only to scream.
After more than half a year of torture, she lost all her temperament. Recalling the past life with Xiao Rin, it turned out to be the most stable life in her life.
Tantai Jin beside him is like an evil spirit, just smiling.
Tai-Jin once wanted to get this power, but now he has a chance, but he cuts them by hand.
Ye Bingshang failed to survive the second year of spring.
When Tai-Jin knew, he was very interested in watching the monster in the cage that was said to have three lives. He didn't even raise his eyelids.
"Throw it away if you die."
He raised his hand and killed the monster. Suddenly I feel that this world has been boring for a long time.
*
Jinghe two years into the summer, the sound of horse hooves stopped in a courtyard.
Ye Chufeng stopped the horse and turned his head, sighed in his heart, and asked: "Your Majesty, do you want to go in with your ministers?"
Tai Jin curled his fingers around the reins, staring at the ground and shaking his head.
Ye Chufeng saluted him and walked into the courtyard alone.
I could hear someone inside asking about "Xiwu", Tan Tai Jin slowly raised his head and looked at the beautiful albizia flower in the distance of the fence.
Ye Chufeng came out quickly, and he sighed: "Your Majesty should let the third sister know that you saved your grandmother."
Tai Jin sneered.
broke the branch in his hand.
Ye Chufeng was not sure for the first time, whether Tan Tai Jin's feelings for the third sister was more love or hate.
But people die like a lamp, he...should have given up already.
"Your Majesty really doesn't return to the palace anymore?" Ye Chufeng asked.
Isn’t everything you’ve been pursuing so hard you’ve always wanted?
Taijin looked towards the direction of the imperial mausoleum, his dark eyes were silent, like a deep pool that could not be seen to the bottom. The corners of Tantai Jin's eyes hung down: "I want strength."
Ye Chufeng said nothing, did he want strength, or did he want to reverse the scene that made him crazy on the tower that day, to find the soul of fragrance that has long ceased to exist?
I don’t know when all kinds of monsters will begin to appear in the world.
An ordinary immortal has a status surpassing the emperor of the world. Penglai Fairy Mountain, Qionglou Yuyu, where is the imperial palace comparable?
仙, what a fascinating existence.
They are aloft, and it is the life of a mortal. The immortal gate has been opened wide, and everyone hopes that he has the qualifications to go to the immortal mountain to practice cultivation with the immortal long.
Tai-Jin stretched out his hand, and the acacia flower fell in his palm.
"Let's go." He crushed the flower, his pale fingertips dyed red.
What he first pursued was the power to make thousands of people kneel down and bow down.
Tan Tai Jin made his five fingers into claws, smoothed out the dense knife marks he had cut under his sleeves, Tan Tai Jin bends his lips coldly. His words must not allow him to die for the love thread that tortured him day and night, and the woman who had never loved him.
He wants to live, he has lived for thousands of years, and he has gone against the bright sky!
He lowered his eyes, covering a tear that he didn't even want to admit.
*
The white horse crossed the gap, and the albizia tree opened and thanked.
It's another spring in the world.
"Today tells the secret." The old man stroked his beard and gave a shot, "but said that five hundred years ago, there was a weird snowfall in the State of Zhou, and the emperor at that time was not anyone seen in history books. He was a mad emperor with a short reign. Later, he burned the annals of his history."
"His past has been put to ashes, leaving the world only a daydream. Some people say that he once loved an unparalleled Mrs. Ye and fought in several countries just to bring that lady to his side."
"Some people also said that there was a woman with an unknown surname in his life. The woman did not have a seat, and she did not know who her name was. It was only known that after the heavy snowfall in Zhou, no one saw her again."
Someone booed in the audience: "That monarch must love Mrs. Ye, otherwise, how could he not even give the title to an unknown woman?"
The old man did not deny listening to the guests, and said with a smile: "Look at the officials and listen to the old man. Five hundred years ago, although the dynasty where the Crazy Emperor was in war, he deterred all directions and would eventually dominate the world. But no. How long did he suddenly disappear into this world."
"Some people say that as an ordinary person, he has died in the mortal world. Others say that the swordsmen who defeated the tyrant killed him. But...some people speculate that the person has been to the ghost crying river in the underworld legend."
When I heard the three words "Ghost Cry River", someone immediately said below: "Smelly old man, all day long, how can anyone go to the Ghost Cry River! As everyone knows, that is the place where the souls of mortals are devoured. Will the mad emperor go to die? What five hundred years? In the previous state of Zhou, there was no mad emperor in the annals of history. Maybe there was no such person. You said, am I right?"
As soon as this statement came out, many people immediately echoed: "Yes."
"I always talk about these boring past events and what to do. If you have the ability, you can talk about the opening of the fairy gate, and collect the news of the disciples!"
"Yes, not about the immortal world, but also about the demon world and the demon world."
The old man shook his head.
Since ancient times, mortals have always yearned for cultivating immortals. I am always curious about things about spirits, monsters, and monsters, but if there are monsters, everyone is in danger.
Now that the story has become a thing of the past, the spectators are already gone, and the old man no longer tells this story.
After all, he doesn't even know what the truth was five hundred years ago.
"There are five realms in the world, gods, immortals, mortals, demons, and underworlds. The gods have already fallen, and demons only do cruel things. Needless to say, let’s talk about the one-hundred-year routine of immortal gates today. Who will get the flower this time?"
"Do you still need to talk, of course it is the first Hengyang Sect of Xianmen!"
...
Listening to the book building again became lively.
On the corner of the second floor, the woman in Tsing Yi flattened her mouth in disdain.
"That's hard to say. This year, the Hengyang Sect participated in the Grand Competition are all new disciples, thinking that everyone is as enchanting as Gongye Jiwu, who broke through the golden core and entered the middle stage of the Nascent Soul in just 30 years? Look at me Don't beat them down this time!"
Yuzhuang, who was wearing the same color robes, said with a headache: "Junior sister, the master said, this time I took you to Hengyang to learn art from Quxuan Xianzun. You have heard enough of the mundane fun, let’s hurry to Yujian and go to Hengyang Sect. It is inevitable to be impolite to be late."
The woman in Tsing Yi snorted, knowing that it was urgent, so she got up with the man and joined the teacher.
This school of them is called the "Chixiao Sect", with blue satin as the dress, and the female disciple swears in the shape of a drop. The founder of the ancestor was a disciple of the Shangqing Xianyu and the demigod Mingye.
There are so many inheritances in the upper Qing that the Chixiao Sect is the second largest immortal gate under Hengyang.
"Sister Cen, can you ask brother to take you?"
Cen Mixuan did not look back, and Yu Jian had already left. Looking at Cen Mixuan's back, Mei Zhuang smiled wryly.
Sister Cen does have arrogant capital. She is only more than a hundred years old this year, but she is already in the middle of the Golden Core. As the daughter of the head of the Chixiao Sect, she is noble and beautiful.
It's just that this temperament is true, so others can't bear it.
I don’t know if the Hengyang Sect can accept the younger sister. I heard that the head of Hengyang also has a jewel in his hand, who is loved by all the teachers. The younger sister passed by, wondering if she can get along with her?
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