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In the depths of Yongle Palace, several fire trees and silver flowers compete to open, bathing in aura, swallowing the glow, flowing with color, and fragrant in the courtyard. (Please search Bayi Chinese Net, the fastest updated novel website!)

Jing Younan stood at the foot of the steps, his fists clenched, only to feel a cold air coming out of his back and backbone, and his whole body was cold.

He never thought that when he came to Yongle Palace, he actually heard such a secret that the last emperor of the Middle Ages Holy Dynasty faked his death to escape, and he planned to hide the sky and cross the sea, trying to reorganize the rivers and mountains after a thousand years and rebuild the world.

This kind of whirlpool is really not something that he, a monk who has just been promoted to the foundation building realm, can be involved in.

The light makeup on He Yuwei's face was washed away by tears, and it became a big flower face, she didn't care, she rushed to her sister in three or two steps, her tone was choked, and said, "The king can really come back from the dead?" Yuqing, don't lie to me. ”

"Sister, I didn't lie to you. He Yuqing gently patted her sister's trembling shoulders and said in an unprecedentedly gentle voice, "It won't be long before the three of us can be together again." ”

"Okay, that's good," He Yuwei said incoherently, wanting to cry and laugh, the feelings in her heart were complicated and indescribable.

He Yuqing didn't speak, just cried with him.

She knows her twin sister best, since she entered the palace, a heart has been tied to the king, the king is her heaven, is the whole of her life.

The news of the king's death must have been like the sky had fallen for her, and the whole world had lost its glory. Over the years, my poor sister has suffered and suffered many sins, but she is lucky to be able to survive until now.

After a while, He Yuwei stopped sobbing, wiped away her tears, tidied up her dress, put her bun back up, and said solemnly, "Let's wait for the return of the king and the dragon, and the mountains and rivers will rise again." ”

He Yuqing nodded, his eyes turned to Jing Younan, who was quietly moving towards the entrance of the main hall, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he said coldly, "You learned such a big secret, and you still want to leave?"

Jing Younan sighed secretly, knowing that he couldn't leave safely, he simply stopped his steps and said, "Two, our well water does not interfere with river water, I can make an oath that I will never reveal what I know today, can I?"

He really didn't want to conflict with the two, these two people were obviously the imperial concubines of the Holy Dynasty in the Middle Ages, although the realm fell below the realm of heaven and man, but he must have a lot of powerful means, and it was really not a cost-effective thing to fight to the death with such a difficult character.

"Oath?" He Yuqing chuckled disdainfully, "I only believe in the dead to keep secrets, go die." After speaking, she waved her water sleeves, and a dark cloud rose from the ground, large and square, and the endless thunderous breath was brewing, boiling, spreading, and in the blink of an eye, sealing all directions.

"Thunder channeling," the mantra came out, the clouds rose sharply with the sound, straight up to the sky, the electric snake danced wildly, and the thunder was horizontal, as if it was going to turn into a thunder world, sweep away the demons and evils, and clear the sea.

"Damn, it's thunder art," Jing Younan's face changed instantly, among all the Taoist techniques, the lethality of thunder art is so strong, it has always been one of the best, and the heavenly tribulation that makes the monks fear like a tiger is usually the thunder tribulation, I don't know how many monks died under the power of this destruction, and their bodies and spirits were destroyed.

It's just that thunder art has always been easy to learn and difficult to master, and the thunder art mastered by ordinary monks can only deter wandering souls and wild ghosts.

Obviously, the thunder technique performed by the woman on the opposite side, He Yuqing, is the authentic true transmission, thunderclouds are born in the void, and the thunder above the nine heavens is induced, and the thunder is turned into thunder with a thought.

"Jiuyao Ming Emperor Mirror," there was no way to escape, Jing Younan had to grit his teeth and sacrifice the treasure mirror, \u4

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The true qi in F53 was continuously poured into it, and the divine light hung down, protecting the surrounding body.

"Fall," the cold female voice sounded again, with a murderous intent, undisguised.

The thunderclouds rolled, and in the dazzling lightning, hundreds of cyan thunderbolts slammed down from the thunderclouds, like a landslide and the ground cracked, and the rivers and seas burst the embankments, mighty and irresistible.

"Sister, are you okay," He Yuwei picked up the rickety He Yuqing and asked with concern, understanding the truth of the matter, she no longer hated her twin sister.

"Sister, I'm fine," He Yuqing's pretty face was white, her hands and feet trembled slightly, her realm strength was far from recovering, and she forcibly cast a thunder technique at this time, and suffered a backlash, and the injury was not light.

"It's good that I killed that guy, and the news that the king is going to wake up won't get out. ”

He Yuqing let out a long breath, and the true qi in his body was running, and he began to slowly recover his vitality.

At this time, as soon as the thunderclouds closed, a red light rushed out, passed the temple gate, and fled into the distance, and disappeared in a few breaths.

He Yuqing was dumbfounded, and it took a long time to come back to her senses, and she asked in disbelief, "Sister, is he not dead?"

He Yuwei smiled bitterly, "I didn't expect him to be able to escape from your thundercloud, careless." "How is that possible?"

He Yuqing still didn't want to believe it, "He's just a monk who has just stepped into the foundation building realm, how can he still be alive?"

"If he's not dead, he's not dead, he's seriously injured anyway, and it's impossible to affect our plans. He Yuwei patted her sister's round shoulder and said softly.

"Hmph, the next time they meet, he won't be so lucky. He Yuqing is still not very reconciled, you know, what she practiced was the famous Taoist thundercloud in the Middle Ages, and in a single thought, she attracted the thunder of the nine heavens, turned into a rolling divine thunder, killing gods and destroying Buddhas, and was invincible.

Even if the strength of the realm has dropped sharply now, it will not be helpless against a small foundation building monk.

"Sister, the awakening of the king is the top priority now, and when we recover our full strength, the foundation building monk will be an ant-like being\u5

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728, you can pinch it to death at will, you don't want to lose a big one because of a small one. He Yuwei knew that her sister was so strong, so she had to tell her carefully.

"Well, just let him live a few more days. He Yuqing pressed down the thought of continuing to chase and kill, nodded, and sat cross-legged directly, the three sun-returning lamps above his head hung down the treasure light, like dripping water under the eaves, nourishing the body.

After about half a cup of tea, He Yuqing's pretty face turned from white to red, and her body rose up, and her weakness was swept away.

"The effect of the sun returning lamp is really extraordinary," He Yuwei sighed in admiration, and saw He Yuqing's vitality and relaxation.

He Yuqing smiled and said, "At the beginning, the king had already been aware of the secret conspiracy, but the rise of the Immortal Dao was the trend of the times, and even if the magic power was invincible, he would not be able to go against the sky. ”

"The king had no choice but to pretend to be mediocre on the surface and plan carefully in secret. ”

"It's just that the people of the immortal path are not fuel-efficient lamps, they are all old and cunning, and many of the king's backhands were recognized by them one by one, pulled out, and finally even forced the king to death, so that the holy dynasty turned from prosperity to decline, and the immortal road rose. "It's just that they never imagined that the king would cut off the cause and effect with their hands, so that he would come back from the dead after thousands of years, and then try to prosper the general trend. ”

"It won't be long before we'll make our voices heard by the entire Immortal Dao!"