The dragon phoenix shed a lot of blood.

Her shoulders and abdomen were injured by the "time pause" area of ​​the head of the law enforcement department during the battle with Mo Shou.

The head of the Tiandu Law Enforcement Department is so powerful that it is unfathomable.

After this battle, Long Huang was vaguely sure in his heart... If it was a one-on-one challenge, Mo Shou would definitely have the strength to challenge the three extreme star kings.

Not inferior to the hard-working body.

Taboo realm that transcends the realm of Star Lord.

And extremely high talisman attainments that can cause severe damage to the Star Lord.

These three points combined together make Mo Shou faintly become a "perfect" practitioner. The head of the law enforcement department, the combat experience revealed during the fight, is powerful and cold-blooded, and will never be wrong at all. It is perfectly like a puppet refined from the art of ghost cultivating in the East Realm.

The black long skirt sways in the wind.

Long Huang covered her arms, curled up slightly, and her whole body shrank in the wind... She did not leave Tiandu directly, but chose to hide her energy and sting Qian in the Tiandu Imperial City.

Xu Qingke was able to endure until today and suddenly attacked.

Even the teacher fell into his hands. With the meticulousness of the white-haired counselor, if he wanted to take away that "key", he would have made extremely strict defenses in Tiandu City.

With my current injury, it is undoubtedly a joke...

Long Huang leaned his back against the shadow of the alley, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and the injuries left by Mo Shou could not be completely removed with her starlight... The pain spread deep in her shoulders and abdomen.

Sweat beads appeared on his handsome face.

Long Huang's hair was sticking into a bunch of hair. She opened her divine thoughts. The sound of the golden-armored guards outside the alley stepped on the ground from far to near, then from near to far, and finally slowly disappeared.

The Law Enforcement Department is already the thing in Xu Qingke's hands.

The intention of the white-haired counselor was actually very obvious when he dared to attack Lotus Pavilion... The reason why Tiandu City has been peaceful for many years is because there is an "king" who knows everything.

And now, just under your nose, something like this happened, and His Majesty was unaware of it.

It will be dawn.

The woman in black dress leaned against the alley made a decision.

Long Huang decided to stay in Tiandu City not just to "keep the key"... Xu Qingke is now stirring up the storm of Tiandu. If nothing unexpected happens, tomorrow's Tiandu Imperial City will reappear thirteen years ago, even more tragic than thirteen years ago.

She can't sit still.

She pursed her lips, and what the teacher said before she left was slowly echoing in the back of her mind.

Go to the Spring Breeze Teahouse... to get a tea called "Nanhua"...

Chunfeng Teahouse is the secret base of His Royal Highness the Prince of Lotus Pavilion. It is a place where "literati and elegant guests" drink tea and reminisce about the past. There are many people in Sansi here. These people are from Sansi, but they are higher than Sansi... The reason is very simple. Behind Sansi, they have a real and deepest identity.

They hold the White Dragon Order.

He is an absolute loyal staff member for the prince.

In other words, Chunfeng Teahouse is the prince who intervenes in the affairs of Tiandu, and in the struggle between the east and west, he maintains no struggle or scramble, but has the guarantee of his right to speak.

This is a secret institution that transcends the Three Sessions. Although it is wrapped in a layer of "tea house", it is the "dead soldier" that the Lotus Pavilion has been devoted to for hundreds of years, with absolute loyalty and concealment.

The teacher has something wrong now, and the iron rule cannot be turned on.

Behind Xu Qingke is a whole Western border. The riots of the law enforcement department have already been staged on Tiandu Street. If nothing unexpected happens, the whole city is searching for itself... If there is another place in Tiandu that is safe.

That is the Spring Breeze Teahouse.

While there is still a faint night.

Long Huang's two fingers gathered together to form a sword, and passed by her skin injuries, bringing out a "sneering" starry mist. She forcibly blocked her injuries with her sword energy. Long Huang's injuries were not serious, but it would affect her qi blockade. Using this method to block the injuries will greatly reduce the healing speed of the injury, but it can give her half a stick of incense.

This is not a good idea. At this point, there is no better choice.

Mo Shou is a master of formations who is proficient in talismans. If he appears rashly with injuries, he may be as close as possible.

What Long Huang needs most now is time.

She raised her head and glanced at the sky.

The "laws" of the Tiandu Imperial City suppressed the Star Lord to the point of being ordinary practitioners. Even without such suppression, the Dragon Phoenix's extreme speed would not be able to be used... The movement is too great, which is equivalent to falling into the trap.

During the period of hiding in the alley to heal her wounds, she dissipated her spiritual thoughts and silently recorded the patrol trajectory of the law enforcement officers, and her spiritual thoughts remained in a state of inclination.

Long Huang's figure suddenly moved.

Even without Xinghui, she is still a "top assassin" with ghostly body skills.

A black phantom shuttled through the dark night that was about to burn out in Tiandu City.

When his toes were pointed, the dragon phoenix was like a sharp arrow that was silently ejected, rubbing the backs of the two golden armored guards and shooting out of the alley. The wind blew the leaves. The two golden armored guards subconsciously turned their heads to the left. The dragon phoenix had already swept into the entrance of the alley on the right and flashed away.

She blocked the starlight with her sword energy.

Qi and blood in the body are constantly stacking.

This is the "speed" obtained by aggravating the injury.

The map of Tiandu City spread out in her mind. The Imperial City is an ancient city with a steady and neat parallelism, so neatly... Every street and every alley are along the central axis pressed by the Chenglong Hall of the Imperial Palace.

From west to east.

On the streets of Tiandu, there are woodcutters who are carrying shoulder poles and get up very early, wondering why the number of golden armored guards in the imperial city has increased several times today... Suddenly a hurricane swept by, and the water in the wooden barrel splashed and rolled down.

The dead leaves falling from their shoulders have not reached the ground.

The speed of the dragon phoenix is ​​as fast as a black lightning, but it is hidden and quiet, and it is difficult for ordinary people to catch it with their naked eyes.

When practicing in the northern border, Mr. Yuan Chun's teachings to her were completely different from those of her hardships.

Mr. Yuan Chun taught her to hold her breath, calm her spirit, speed up, hold her sword, and unsheathed her hair.

Teach hard to meditate, meditate, or meditate.

The gentleman wanted her to become the most acclaimed "assassin" in the world.

And hard work is more like a "small hill" that remains unmoved by wind and rain.

The wind and rain remain as peaceful as a mountain.

In that alley, hard work has indeed become the mountain that blocks the wind and rain.

Long Huang gritted his teeth, and the wind was howling beside her, and it was broken by a sword intent. The streets and alleys were thrown by her eyes, getting closer and closer... She followed the teacher to Chunfeng Teahouse. The teahouse had a dignified entrance and an unknown retreat, connecting the huge backyard and mansion of Chunfeng Teahouse.

Her speed suddenly decreased, and she pressed her hands on a stone wall. She flew gently, and her feet did not step on the yard wall. She was like a light black bird, rushing in front of the tide when dawn came, and fell into the shadow of the backyard mansion of Chunfeng Teahouse.

Dragon Phoenix held its breath.

She stood under the wall of the teahouse mansion, and the shadow covered her. She slowly raised her head. The sunlight in the dome was slowly advancing like a tide, and was finally blocked by the high wall.

Behind the high wall, she heard heavy footsteps.

The soldiers patrol.

The "mob" of the law enforcement department is not taken seriously by Long Huang. Her "breath-catching" technique has been practiced to great success. Even great practitioners who specialize in practicing the soul and have extremely keen spiritual consciousness will find it difficult to detect her existence.

Stepping into the Spring Breeze Teahouse Mansion, all this went smoother than I thought.

Long Huang's sword energy blocked the injury. She did not rush to get out of the shadow, but instead used this short time to figure out her own ideas.

Find the prince... tell the prince about the teacher...

No...not right.

Long Huang frowned.

You must never tell others about the key... The teacher once said this to him, and the teacher's meaning is very clear. In Tiandu City, you cannot trust anyone except yourself.

No one can trust...the only one who can rely on... is himself.

Long Huang narrowed her eyes, rubbed her eyebrows, bent down, and walked against the wall as she stepped on the steps.

The mansion of Chunfeng Teahouse is quiet.

She followed her husband to Chunfeng Teahouse once, and she went to the place where her husband hid tea. This time she was familiar with the road. There were dozens of empty rooms in the teahouse mansion. Some of them lived in the staff, while others were piled up with miscellaneous items. The dragon and phoenix walked in the darkness under the eaves of the mansion, walking cautiously and carefully without leaving any trace.

She pushed open the door of the teacher's tea hiding and closed it gently.

"Nanhua tea..."

The woman in black dress looked a little tired. She looked at two rows of wooden racks, one can of tea after another, and each can of tea was covered with yellowed talismans with names written on it... Mr. Yuan Chun collected various rare tea varieties from all over the world.

The Dragon Phoenix's divine thoughts swept away.

Both rows were swept through.

"No?"

She pursed her lips.

Long Huang looked at another place inside the room and frowned slightly... It was the place where the teacher sat quietly and drank tea and practiced. There was a cushion on the ground. When the divine thoughts swept here, they were blocked and unable to enter.

The woman in black robe with a pale face slowly came under the futon. She gently moved the futon away and knocked on the wooden board with her fingers.

The floor of the teahouse made a dull and thick echo.

One piece is crisp and empty.
To be continued...