"I'll go to his uncle! Where is that bastard Bailiyun? I have to suck his muscles to sacrifice to his great grandma today!" Xu Da's roar shocked the entire coach's mansion three times in a row.
Old Xu really rolled up his sleeves, shaking his tiger tendons and bear skin. Manshu's mansion searched for Baili Yun's whereabouts, with great momentum, and it was really unstoppable.
Who told Baili Yun to provoke anyone? He must provoke this precious young master who is holding the black tiger in his heart.
"Bailiyun!" Old Xu's voice shook into the wall in the neighboring courtyard. Shu Ling frowned slightly by the noise, and his hands were just bandaged by Yi Chen Zhui's wound.
Yi Chen still has lingering fears until now, and he can't figure out why the head-on man came to release his blood early in the morning?
"If Bailiyun comes to find you again, run faster and I will deal with him later."
Yi Chen chased Wen Xu and smiled, "Uncle Ling, why does that head always dislike me..."
Shu Ling glanced at him, "He doesn't like anyone else, let alone you, even the marshal was scolded a lot by him."
“…”
Shu Ling suddenly remembered a familiar word and poured it out casually: "If Baili Yun's mouth really had the ability to curse people, the ten marshals probably wouldn't have survived now."
“…”
"So don't pay attention to him, just think he is a mad dog. If you really care about him, be careful of your death."
“…………”
Although Shu Ling's words were a little cold, it made Yi Chenzhui feel relieved inexplicably.
It turns out that he is not particularly annoying, but that boss has an extremely strange temperament...
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The Marshal's life and death were unknown for several days. Before he knew it, Meng Qiu had passed. Ji Qiu was at the beginning of the summer. As early as the beginning of summer, the King of Northern Yan, who had written a letter saying that he was going back to Beijing, finally led the royal golden fire cavalry of the past to climb the gates of Kyoto.
The emperor personally led all civil and military officials out to the suburbs of five miles outside the city gate to welcome the King of Northern Yan.
The army of the King of Northern Yan came from afar, with long golden armor and cloaks like fire. It came from afar, like a divine weapon falling from the sky.
The "Golden Fire Cavalry" was given by Emperor Taizu.
Even though the combat power of the Golden Fire Cavalry is far less than that of the Tielin Army, these three brilliant words still represent the noblest glory of Dali.
Not only because this army was passed down from Emperor Taizu, but also because this army was once invincible and carried the stability of Dali for hundreds of years.
No matter what, this army that the late emperor once led by himself always brought the emperor a sense of intimacy more than Jun Han's Tielin Army.
Although they are all sharp, the sun's brilliance is always warmer than the dark flames of the black armor.
The emperor envied the endless beauty of the Golden Fire Cavalry from afar, holding the dragon head with the golden stick in his hand, feeling very regretful, and couldn't help but lower his head, and sighed secretly to glance at his unscrupulous legs.
I thought that the late emperor was extremely brave and brave, so he fought in the north and north when he was young. Even in his later years, he was still very arrogant. Now, the emperor hoped that he could become the emperor on the back of a horse when he was young. However, the gods were not good, but he fell down when he was practicing horsemanship. Although he did not hurt his life, he completely lost his thoughts of practicing martial arts.
Now, he can only stand this exquisite and dazzling golden dragon stick that seems to be very noble, and with his young body, he supports the emperor's demeanor to look up to these warriors on the battlefield whom he admires the most.
The emperor looked at the King of Northern Yan slowly coming from afar, and sighed in his heart, and called "Father Zhong,"
"I am here." The Prime Minister hurriedly saluted and responded.
"How long has it been since the Emperor's uncle returned to Beijing?"
"It's almost twenty years."
It seems that since the year the late emperor passed away, he has never returned to Beijing.
"It's been so long..." The emperor lowered his eyes and looked at the ground, his thoughts were deep, not knowing what he was thinking.
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When encountering such a major event as King Yan of Northern Returning to Beijing, even the head of the lottery in the Jin Normal University had to go with his arm hanging on his back, so the huge Jin Normal University fell into the huge Jin Normal University for a day without a leader.
Li Tianxiao was finally fooled by Baili Yun to come to Jinshi Academy. Even with resentment all the way, he still followed him into the evil devil's cave.
The casting hall of Jinshi Academy almost covers the entire East Courtyard, and only wants to leave the outermost courtyard for people to enter and exit the pedestrian road.
"Have you seen the opportunity long ago?" Li Tianxiao asked in a calm voice.
"Of course, everything must be prepared in advance."
Bailiyun sat leisurely on the eaves of the fifth-floor casting hall, fiddling with the spirit plate as if on his own kang.
"You shouldn't want to rob the Jinshi Academy..."
"A attempted robbery."
Baili Yun tweaked the silver needle on the spirit plate, took out the blood-filled crystal cup from his arms, and put a drop into the center of the plate.
As soon as the blood fell from the plate, it suddenly licked the entire silver needle red as if it had been filled with spirit, and a shallow layer of blood mist rose.
The spiritual breath contained in the blood was drawn out by the spirit plate. Li Tianxiao only took a look and said in surprise: "This is the breath of the ghost star..."
“As you see.”
"Where did you get it?"
Baili Yun straightened the spirit plate and replied casually: "It doesn't matter where you get it. Just help me find that thing."
Li Tianxiao turned his eyes thoughtfully, and a faint abyss fell in his heart. A strange and unfair feeling suddenly filled his bloodline.
"Jun Han... can't he also study ghost stars?"
"He's not that boring."
“…”
Baili Yun held the spirit plate with one hand, took the time to glance at the sky, then lowered his eyes, and the blood-stained silver needle had already designated the direction.
"Okay," Bailiyun stood up, glanced at the wall to the east, and gave a wink to the dark shadow over there.
"Who is that?" Li Tian asked with a smile. When he turned around, he saw Baili Yun wrapped in a thin and light mist, flowing up and down, and his clothes danced in a flash, and he actually became a woman's appearance.
"……………” Li Tianxiao's chin hit and almost slid down from the eaves - why did he steal the appearance of his sister Li Hansheng?!
"What's your look? I will only change her in a woman." Baili Yun looked at him wrongly, but his appearance looked like a beauty, but the strange color in his eyes did not decrease at all.
Li Tianxiao was almost choked to death by his mouth and his eyelids twitched unnaturally, and it took a long time to hold out the strange tone: "What are you doing?"
Baili Yunping calmly put a mask on his face, "I am the marshal's man, so of course I have to cover it up a little just in case."
"You, how could you do this trick..."
Usually, only demons who need to transform into human forms can achieve this kind of illusion.
Baili Yun transformed a light smoke into the spirit plate and dissipated, "It's just a little trick." As he said that, he threw another mask over, "You put it on too. If you accidentally reveal your identity, I won't care about you."
“…”
"Listen, that thing is in the clean altar on the third floor of this casting hall. We just need to pretend to attack, attract attention and then escape."
Li Tianxiao put on the mask in silence, and followed Baili Yun to jump off the eaves beam.
There are not many guards in the Jinshi Academy, but there are many hidden secrets of various mechanisms - most of them are the casting masters here who are idle and use waste materials to tinker with scraps of materials. The layout is different and the power is uneven, but too many are really troublesome.
Gui Wu saw the two people jumped off the eaves and quietly hiding their bodies, hiding in the wind and jumping into the courtyard.
Zhutang has two doors, east and west, and there is no window on the entire floor. There is only one vent on each floor with a cyclone wheel that only comes out and never enters.
The two of them picked up a no-one space and sneaked into the door, but immediately got into a corner of the entrance.
A casting master with cuffs hanging on the corners of his clothes was walking through the two of them with a pile of scattered timber humming a song, walking down the low steps, and walking straight towards the furnace with fire-breathing lights.
The first floor is lined with five-dimensional furnaces, and the figures of people scattered between the furnace gaps and roads. They are all born with big and thick pots. The fire bursts out, and the whole hall is surrounded by "ding bells". Chad's ears are numb, which is really lively.
The structure of the casting hall of Jinshi Academy cannot be understood by the layout of ordinary houses. It looks like a tower, with cold iron in the stone walls, and the walls are carved with complex and regular patterns, and the green flowing flowing is full of patterns.
All the permanent things in the casting hall have been removed from the five elements, so there is not even a lamp. Just against the flowing light on the wall, the light is a little dim, but it can still keep the vision clear.
The spiral ladder is walking beside the wall, and there is a circle of breathing patterns along each ventilation opening. The sunlight outside the cavity is shattered by the whirlwind wheel, leaking into the hall, and even the shadow cannot be illuminated.
The two of them quietly reached the stairs through the noise and chaos, like two rays of wind, and they shook over in the blink of an eye.
The humming master's neck cooled down, and the little tune on his lips stopped abruptly. He looked back and saw nothing, and hummed his miscellaneous song that was not close to the tune.
Near the third floor, Baili Yun pulled out a dagger from his sleeve, his eyes shook with murderous intent, and stared at a figure at the entrance of the stairs.
The one who turned out the entrance was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, holding a pile of books in his hand. When he suddenly turned out the entrance, he saw a dark shadow carrying a sharp light, and the prickly cold rushed towards his throat.
Li Tianxiao shook forward and swung the young man with a palm before Baili Yun took the knife.
Baili Yun's knife froze in the air, Li Tianxiao put the boy in the corner and glanced at him.
Two pairs of eyes with different expressions under the mask gave a look awkwardly.
"Let's go." Li Tian smiled and Pingmo said. Baili Yun flashed his eyes, put away his knife, shrugged, "Habit."
Turning through this entrance is where the altar is located.
The two of them swaggered up to this level, and dozens of casting masters surrounded by the clean altar all looked back.
Both sides glared at each other for a moment, and Baili Yun suddenly shouted: "Super the ghost star!"
...
"Someone has invaded!!!"
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The emperor's guard who welcomed the King of Northern Yan passed by the city's heart, and the people in the city stopped to watch. In the midst of a bustling moment, a dazzling fire suddenly burst out from the Jinshi Academy.
It is like a brilliant firework in the bright white and blue sky.
The large army suddenly became determined, and all civil and military officials, including His Majesty, were full of shock.
The alarm bell of Jin Normal University sounded loudly, and even on the main road between two streets, you could hear clearly.
"Protect Your Majesty!" The King of Northern Yan gave the order, and several Jinhuo Cavalry generals who accompanied him into the city immediately surrounded the emperor's carriage.
The fire broke out in the distance for three consecutive sounds, and then two dark shadows like light swallows jumped out on the fire, their bodies flew into the sky, and in the blink of an eye, they sank into the eaves of the building.
Gao Shijie stared at the direction of the Jin Normal University like a soul flying outside. The only intact left arm couldn't help but cover his heart, and his body was trembling and about to fall. The iron deputy commander standing beside him hurriedly supported him.
"Master Gao is calm, if it only explodes, Zhutang can withstand it."
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Gui Wu raised his eyes and looked at the two of them flying far away, threw away the Taoist talisman again, and then touched the gate of the Jinshi Academy, a red and blood-burning fire burst out.
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Gao Tongshou sucked in a tragic breath and almost choked himself to death.
Chapter completed!