Chapter 896 – Spirit Race Nearly Killed, Empress’ Shyness

Chapter 896 – Spirit Race Nearly Killed, Female Emperor’s Shyness
It was in the early spring, the sky suddenly drizzled, and the dense crowds in the various workshops and streets and alleys of the Qiongxiao Imperial Capital raised oil-paper umbrellas, which were colorful, as if they were a mass of flowers.

“Lord, don’t get wet.”

Wang Cheng carefully opened the prepared umbrella, fearing that Xin Zhuo, a Yuanji realm expert, would get wet with wind chill in general.

All the way forward, in front of them was the Nine Emperors’ Alley that led to the palace.

Xin Zhuo silently thought about the feasibility of the inheritance of the Saint King of the “Great Ice Realm”, and suddenly stopped at the entrance of the alley, his expression cold.

“Lord, it’s coming!” Wang Cheng’s expression was tense as he sensed an unusual aura.

Xin Zhuo hesitated for a moment and shook his head, “It shouldn’t be directed at us, look again.”

These auras were very heavy and oppressive, even through the rain curtain one could feel a lock and killing opportunity, but the target was not here.

Time passes slowly, about ten breaths later, a silhouette suddenly from the end of the alley, wrapped in the sky of fine rain came in a flash, the distance is very far, found that although this person is very small, but the hands of the athletic, this kind of athletic, as if moving and shrinking the ground, the ordinary Yuan Zhi realm experts can not do.

See its purpose, is Xin Zhuo two people here.

Xin Zhuo and Wang set up immediately dodged to make way to the side, closer, only to see that person five short stature, sharp mouth, monkey cheeks, face grew a lot of fluffy hair, carrying an iron stick.

“Monkey?”

Xin Zhuo almost blurted out.

The man froze for a moment, not catching on, but grinned, revealing a mouthful of sharp white teeth.

However, right at this moment, seven weapons descended from the sky, all clear Martial Extreme Origin weapons, filled with origin power and true qi that was difficult to articulate, cutting through the rain curtain, rippling and chopping in a powerful and unparalleled manner.

The air emitted a neat “miso” sound, piercing one’s eardrums.

The seven Yuan Extremity Realms were making their moves, and they were restraining their true qi, origin and martial arts to the extreme, killing them in pieces.

This kind of tactic, although not as vast and full of heavenly splendor, was not at all less powerful.

Xin Zhuo had to grab Wang Cheng and dodged to fifty feet away.

The “Monkey” turned around and roared: “Scrub bait human race, I am Spirit Race Sun Kongkong, my family’s old ancestor suppressed the human emperor expert, you are still eating farts!”

Said a little foot, shattered a piece of hard stone plate, a leap up, the hand iron stick wide open, tiger wind, rolled up a piece of five elements of fire.

“When when when ……”

Deafening explosions, tearing generally spread to the four directions, the surrounding houses and buildings can not be inhibited from collapsing.

“Die!”

Those crumbling rubble suddenly stopped in mid-air, seven silhouettes flashed to surround the four directions, it was Bai Liuyun, Murong Pi and the others and Feng Shuning, Tuoba Ling’er and a few others inside the palace.

The seven people were supplemented by divine bodies and bloodline visions, with origin power as the main means of offense and martial arts as the means of attack, swiftly saving and shooting away, with the Martial Extreme Origin Soldiers in their hands, chopping down with force, rolling up a vast momentum.

Over the entire alley, light and splendor shot out in all directions, and the mighty aura tore through the surrounding walls.

That Spirit Race Sun Kongkong is not afraid, bare teeth grin, eyes reddish aura, iron rod raised high, smashed down hard, one into seven.

“Dang dang dang ……”

Bai Liuyun seven people unexpectedly flew backwards on their backs, although they were not injured, but they were shocked to fly, which shows the overbearing power and the depth of cultivation of this Sun Kongkong.

However, in the blink of an eye, the seven Bai Liuyun people swept in once again, rolling up an even greater aura and killing intent.

And there were another five or six figures in the distance rapidly speeding towards them.

At the corner, Wang Cheng saw this and could not help but be frightened, whispering, “Lord, let’s go, Ten Thousand Races traitors, just a fancy-free kill, no need to look any further!”

Xin Zhuo thought about it and nodded silently.

The two of them took a detour and headed to the palace, a burst of violent fluctuating sounds were still coming from the alley at the back, a large number of forbidden guards had already alerted and dispersed the people to gather around.

Xin Zhuo at this moment in his heart, the Yuanji realm of martial artists can actually still be so fighting, close-range physical combat, more lethal, since the close combat, “law and martial arts Tongyi Xuan” dual cultivation, he has been accustomed to long-distance rapid shooting against the enemy.

Wang Cheng seemed to have read his mind, and laughed: “Is the Lord curious as to why they are fighting like that?”

Xin Zhuo said: “Indeed!”

Wang Cheng said: “Lord only cultivate sixty …… Lord has not yet participated in the battle of the Middle Abyss Heavenly Que, do not know the toughness of the experts of the Ten Thousand Races, the human experts kill, with the flow of true qi, martial arts, and origin, dozens of zhang, hundreds of zhang, dozens of miles and even hundreds of miles away to spell out the highs and lows, and most of the Ten Thousand Races not only have tough physical bodies and natural talents, many of them can also ignore true qi and possess divine abilities, and many of them can also ignore the true qi. The majority of the Ten Thousand Races not only have strong physical bodies and natural aptitudes, but many of them can also ignore true qi and martial arts aptitudes, making them very difficult to deal with.

So close range shock and kill, the most appropriate, but often the same realm one-on-one is not able to beat the Ten Thousand Race experts, so we kill the Ten Thousand Race, the most dry and decisive way is to kill the group at close range.”

“I’ve been taught!”

The front is the palace, go phoenix Lin door, through the peacock xuan to the nine dragon palace, just as the “master of the harem” Xin Zhuo, where can go, this period of time by the fusion of the power of the origin of the torment is enough, suddenly wondered, Ji invited the moon emperors side, in the end, how is it all about.

Thinking of this, looked to the big eunuch behind him who was like a follower: “Lead the way to the Saji Palace.” Wang Cheng was startled and hurriedly saluted : “No, my lord, the harem must not interfere in politics, not to mention that your wife is only His Majesty’s sister isn’t she?”

The more he said, the smaller the voice, he is to understand in front of this eyes can not tolerate sand, is a special idea, this period of time has already proved, and and his majesty is the same nature, only afraid to kill without blinking an eye, clenched his teeth and said: “Here! But go to see can, not reckless.”

Xin Zhuo has gone forward.

The “Jijik Palace” is located nine hundred and ninety-nine feet west of the Nine Dragons Palace, although it is not on the central axis, but it is in the center of the palace, and it is the place where the nine or five kings of the Great Qian Dynasty deal with political affairs.

From afar, as a huge dragon circling, lying on the earth, people close to unconsciously will have respect, at this time the rain is dense, as if it is going to rise up in the air in general, the ingenuity of this design, can be described as a ghostly work of art.

Carved palace courtyard, at this moment a large number of civil and military ministers and report on the duties of the feudal officials are waiting in the rain summoned, three or two chatting, see Xin Zhuo arrived, can not help but shut their mouths, eyes watching the nose and nose, each set up a frame.

The courtiers’ heart to reject Xin Zhuo never changed.

Wang Cheng’s face changed and angrily rebuked: “The lord is in his presence, you and others are so unaware of the rules, what should be the offense?”

Only then did a large number of civil and military personnel respectfully come forward to salute: “The humble ministers have met with His Highness, the Lord Sovereign!”

Xin Zhuo ignored, he just looked towards the main hall, these days Ji Ying Yue is getting more and more tired day by day, I’m afraid that the political affairs are too busy, what’s the point of doing this emperor?
Just about to enter the hall, two figures walked out side by side, a five-clawed golden dragon robe clothing youth, is Ji Pixuan, another purple robe, long body jade, is Jiang Yugei.

“Xin brother arrived, thought you hibernated this time.” Ji Pixuan kindly smiled, waved his hand to signal the group of ministers to be excused, his eyes burned as he looked Xin Zhuo up and down, seemingly looking for scars? Whip marks?

After searching for a long time and not finding any, he was a little disappointed.

Only then did he point to his side, Jiang Yukui, and said, “This one doesn’t need to be introduced, right? You guys definitely know each other.”

That Jiang Yukui did not speak, did not even look at Xin Zhuo, with a breezy look, or rather with undisguised disgust or contempt in his eyes.

“Both younger brothers.”

Xin Zhuo similarly did not look at the two, rubbing his shoulders and casually saying.

“Uh……” Ji Pixuan’s jaw dropped, then his face turned red and he let out a long breath before he managed to hold it in.

That Jiang Yugui face changed, voice transmission into the secret said: “Ji also has not looked up to him this kind of sins, I do not know what kind of crazy you sister, this time within the Taikoo Sacred King’s well, if you still let him live, you and I two families, and then there is no face!”

Ji Pixuan said: “What if he becomes a saint on the ground? The Jiang Clan can ignore a Saint?”

Jiang Yugui smiled in the sun: “Those ten gates, he will only count if he breaks through them, not to mention that saints are not that rare!”

Throwing his sleeves, he left!

Ji Pixuan was silent for a long time, shaking his head and laughing lightly.

……

The Great Hall of the Social Jik Palace.

The surrounding area was burning with the awakening All Saints incense, and the curtains were fluttering.

Four military general-like men were bowing and standing at attention.

On the tall dragon seat above, a red nine-dragon robe, imperial gold hairpin, cold and majestic female emperor, is ambling to criticize the paperwork, the color of fatigue between the eyebrows is very obvious.

Behind her, Princess Wuyou and Tuoba Ling’er were holding up the Luo fan.

Silence in the hall.

Until Xin Zhuo walked in, his footsteps were exceptionally loud.

The four military generals turned around in surprise, their faces changed slightly, and they saluted in a panic: “Your Highness!”

That empress also looked up, a trace of doubt appeared on her exquisite and stunning, yet intimidating face, which changed to coldness and sternness, reprimanding: “What are you here for?”

Xin Zhuo did not speak, a flash to the empress side, will be her waist pick up, said: “Today rest, the great qian’s sky can not collapse.”

“Uh ……” the four military generals slightly froze, then their faces changed greatly, once again saluted, “The micro ministers leave!”

Hurriedly left!

Worryless and Tuoba Ling’er similarly bowed their heads and left from the back in a panic.

That empress’s slim and slender body was left to be held by Xin Zhuo, her pair of beautiful eyes slightly cold as she once again rebuked, “Bold! Put me down!”

Xin Zhuo heavily patted her buttocks and said: “Stop it, rest today!”

The empress a face as red as a persimmon, a pair of sword eyebrows slightly knit, more and more cold and beautiful, people inexplicably rise a strong sense of conquest, but she does not seem to be able to laugh, biting her lower lip, suddenly biting Xin Zhuo’s nose, and then the distance is extremely close, exhaling like orchids, with a hint of pleading : “Husband, please, do not break my Dharma phase!”

(End of chapter)



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