The sky was covered with frost, and the cold old eunuch appeared under the Lingyan Pagoda. In an instant, it was as if it was in the middle of winter, with a cold wind and a thin layer of frost attached to the ground.

Seeing this, the onlookers retreated one after another and did not dare to stay too long.

It is said that after a man castrates, the yang energy leaks out and the yin energy is even more heavy than that of a woman. Now it seems that it is true.

Many people secretly scolded the eunuch for being weird in their hearts, but their bodies were running out honestly.

The hot summer in July suddenly enters the cold winter. Even ordinary people who have never practiced martial arts know that this old eunuch is not easy to mess with.

The old eunuch Leng didn't care about the unrelated civilians. He looked at Feng Chaonan's blood-colored face and the bronze mask thrown aside, and sighed: "One more died, Your Majesty is really going crazy this time."

This dead prince lost all the hope of Feng Tianming's life.

The chances of success for seven blood relatives decreased again. In the original situation of Jiufeng Chaoyang, only nine blood relatives were killed to ensure success. Feng Tianming didn't mind sacrificing nine unpleasant princes for his life.

But now, even if he pays all his favorite eighth prince and little princess, the Nirvana Festival may not be successful.

"And Fengjiu..."

The old eunuch frowned slightly, and his spiritual sense expanded outward like a sea of ​​radius. In an instant, it covered a range of ten miles and was still spreading outward.

"No?" The old eunuch's brows were locked tighter.

From Feng Chaonan's words before his death, Eunuch Leng knew that Feng Jiu killed Feng Chaonan. Logically speaking, Feng Jiu couldn't even run out for a mile at this time, so he should have been searched by his spiritual sense immediately.

But the fact is that Eunuch Leng's spiritual sense has spread to the entire Divine Capital, but the trace of the ninth prince has not been found.

"Is it someone helping me? Or is it that rare treasures cover up our spiritual search?"

No matter which one it is, it will be a big trouble.

"It seems that this ninth prince, who has never been visible but not visible, is also simple." Eunuch Leng smiled femininely.

This is really an interesting thing.

Eunuch Leng served four generations of emperors. He had been on duty in the palace since the first emperor of Northern Zhou. Although his strength was far less than that of Meng Shanhe, who was also a member of that era, he lived for a long time, saw a lot of things, and saw a lot of rare things.

However, a series of events that happened to the Northern Zhou royal family in this generation made the knowledgeable Eunuch Leng surprised, saying that life is sometimes more exciting than drama.

Fengjiu's actions today made Eunuch Leng feel that this drama is about to usher in a high (defense harmony) trend.

"I can't say that our family will call him His Majesty in the future."

The eight people went one by one. Now even with Feng Jiu who escaped, only seven blood relatives could bear the pressure on Feng Tianming, and the success rate of the Nirvana Sacrifice has decreased again.

Eunuch Leng felt that he had to make some plans for the future. Now His Majesty seems to have a chance of survival successfully.

Waving his hand to induce the cold air, the frost that was born for no reason quickly covered Feng's body facing south, forming an icicle. Eunuch Leng grabbed the icicle and flew towards the other princes.

He also had to save other princes. The emperor ordered all the surviving princes to gather in the palace and wait for the arrival of July 28th.

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In a small alley away from Lingyan Pagoda Street, Qingyu grabbed Fengjiu and the pharmacist's shoulders with both hands, and slowly appeared in the air.

"Is this the power of the God-Transporting Realm?"

Looking back on the search for the spiritual sense that seemed to be as powerful as heaven, Qingyu is still in a state of great excitement.

Qing Yu, a powerful man in the Shen Realm, has never seen him once or twice. During the Battle of the Shendu City, Qing Yu watched the battle situation at that time throughout the whole process.

But seeing it does not mean facing it.

Only when he truly faced a powerful man in the realm of Gods, Qingyu intuitively understood what martial arts is.

Just searching for divine thoughts made Qingyu's heart as violent as a mountain torrent. If he faced such a strong man directly, he didn't know whether he died in one move, two moves, or half moves.

Qingyu slowly let go of his hand, Fengjiu fell directly to the ground, his face full of fear. However, the pharmacist, because he was too weak and had not even practiced his spiritual sense, he could not feel the horror of the spiritual sense trend.

At this time, if the pharmacist looked at a loss, he had no idea why His Royal Highness Ninth suddenly fell to the ground.

"This time, the killing of Feng Chaonan has not made you show your face because the old monster came to disrupt the situation, but Feng Chaonan's shouting before his death has already created momentum for you. Soon, people in the entire Northern Zhou Dynasty will know that the ninth prince Feng Jiu killed the evil Qinglonghui Dragon Head Gongzi Yu.

And what is surprising is that Gongziyu is the sixth prince of Northern Zhou Dynasty - Feng Chaonan." Qingyu forced himself to stop the unstoppable warning sign in his heart and said lightly.

Feng Jiu was still gasping desperately on the ground, as if she could exhale the fear in her heart.

He had an inexplicable connection with Qingyu. When he sensed Eunuch Leng's spiritual consciousness, Fengjiu also received a more detailed perception from Qingyu.

This put him under pressure that the divine realm could not bear, making him unable to speak until now.

Qingyu ignored him and continued, "Next, the Qinglong will be Cain invisible and disappear in this world. Pharmacist, go and inform Ji Tang and Blood Bat No. 1 to make them restrain their tracks.

In the future, the killer's business will be handed over to them. They ordered the two of them to lead the men and form the killer's organization, Bloody House, and continue their future business."

"Also, the black blame for Changshengsan was also thrown to Feng Chaonan. In the future, in addition to your superficial identity, you will also act as a doctor. All the matters of Changshengsan's antidote will be handed over to you."

The pharmacist is not very talented in martial arts, but in medicine, I don’t know if he has learned the secrets and has a different talent.

Especially in the dispensing, since he handed over all the medical skills and poisonous arts at hand to him, the antidote configuration of Changsheng San and the various poisons that Qinglong Club needs to use on weekdays were all handled by the pharmacist.

"Yes. Thank you for the Dragon Shou!" The pharmacist was overjoyed and bowed to him.

"Yeah, go."

The pharmacist hurriedly left.

Qingyu looked up at the sky with his hands behind his back, looking at the white clouds and the clouds in the sky, and the impermanence of the clouds. Looking back at the past Gongziyu years, he murmured: "The dragon can be big and small, and can rise and hide; if it is big, it will rise and vomit fog, and if it is small, it will hide; if it is rising, it will fly between the universe, and if it is hidden, it will lurk in the waves.

The Qinglong Society will hide in the gaps of history and continue to develop. And it is time for me to create a new dark identity."

Qingyu looked back at the vain magic mirror hanging beside him, and suddenly had an idea in his heart.
Chapter completed!