Chapter 126 Chaos Caused

The sky is covered with clouds, without the glow of stars and moon. In the darkness, Yu Wenhe stands at the bow of the boat and stands with his hands behind his back.

The night wind was strong, and the clothes were whistling.

With a clamor, waves splashed by the boat, and a figure jumped up from the water and swept to the bow of the boat.

On the surface of the river, a black shadow turned around skillfully, rubbed against the side of the ship, and sneaked into the river.

"Linghu Xingda meets with the master of the stake!" the man knelt on one knee and said loudly.

"explain!"

"Report to the clan leader, the Dark Gold Guard will not retreat when he fights to the death, and the cobbler is not found in the carriage."

"Huh? What does it mean?" Yu Wenhua and his eyebrows were tightened, and a pair of eagle eyes shone with cold light.

Linghu Xingda replied: "Zhou Wenhuai probably used the bag-breaking plan."

This is of course just a guess.

Yu Wenhuai was silent for a moment, sneered a few times, and said suddenly: "I didn't expect that Zhou Wenhuai, the old sexual embryo, could still play this trick! Humph, it doesn't matter if you are just a cobbler! If you send an order, the guards gather a large army and return to defend Jiangdu in three days to protect His Majesty's safety!"

"Abide by the order!" Linghu Xingda responded, and copied it with his hand. He took Yu Wen and the platinum token he threw. He didn't get up and turned over the boat.

Waves splashed everywhere, and a black shadow floated from the river. He landed steadily on the back of the black shadow, and hissed, and the black shadow swung its tail, swaying through the waves, quickly moving away.

...

In Jiangdu Palace, the hall on the top of the white jade pedestal is like a dormant beast in the dark, towering and solemn, but it is now filled with a cold and cold atmosphere.

Liu Jin and Eunuch Liu gently pushed open the hall door and flashed into it.

The hall was empty, with only a spirit gathering array, with the spiritual energy inside being as rich as thick fog, rolling, as if something was constantly stirring.

He came to the formation and stood quietly, like a sculpture.

Suddenly, the thick fog was absorbed like a long whale, and it was instantly absorbed.

There are two people in the center of the formation, one lying and one sitting.

The noble lady lying there was Mrs. Xuan Hua, with a rosy complexion, as if she was asleep, and her chest was slightly undulating.

The black shadow sitting beside her was wrapped in a black robe.

"Saint Queen!" Liu Jin and Eunuch Liu called in a low voice, "Son of the Holy Son, you're almost unable to hold on! Chaos in the city are frequent, I'm afraid that someone can't hold back and prepare to take action!"

"Chen Family?" The Queen's voice was shriveled and hoarse, like a night owl yelling, which was particularly harsh.

"The Chen family is not a problem, and it is very suitable for use as a sacrifice and refining." said Eunuch Liu, "The real hidden danger is the Yuwen family, who has already mastered more than half of the military power."

"Well, where is Yu Wenhua and his body?"

Liu Jin and Eunuch Liu trembled.

The Holy Queen was murderous.

Isn’t the Yuwen family ready to move? Then kill Yu Wenji and let the soup stop the boiling, and will it be temporarily calmed down!

This is a good idea!

pity!

Liu Jin sighed in his heart and replied with a thorn in his mouth: "Yu Wenhua and his whereabouts are uncertain, and there is a Taoist who has hidden him for him and has no idea how to start."

The black shadow sat upright on the ground, silent, without any angry look. After a long time, she sighed and said, "Let's hold the enthronement ceremony in three days!"

After saying that, she slowly looked up and looked at the sky. She seemed to be able to see the heavy clouds blocking the glow of the stars and moon through the dome of the hall, and cursed: "This thief, God!"

...

Sleeping loudly in the cold.

A night of storm failed to disturb his good dream.

When he got up in the morning, he felt as if he was stepping on a ball of cotton under his feet, floating.

It's exactly the same as when I was in the Summer Palace.

Could it be that it is going to make a breakthrough again?

It is only ten days before the enthronement ceremony.

After such a fuss last night, the guards from the Zhou Mansion were obviously much tighter.

The cold tried to walk around the Zhou Mansion, but was held back by Mingqin and Fu Liu, and could only let the air in the small courtyard where they lived.

He couldn't help but complain.

This means that it will be very difficult for him to slip out at night.

He didn't know if he had any clues about what he had entrusted to Manager Guo.

There is also the little vixen Hu Qiushui who kept saying that he was waiting for him, but he didn't know where he went and whether he could see her again.

When he thought of his pissy baby face, he never kissed him, and felt extremely regretful.

The sky is gloomy and not as cool as before the rain, but rather stuffy.

It seems that water can be twisted out in the air.

This day was a bit abnormal.

Yan Han stood in the yard, looking up at the sky, and was really puzzled.

There was a sudden noise coming from the front yard of Zhou Mansion, and someone was shouting: "Hurry up! Hurry up to call the imperial painter into the palace!"

Mingqin and Fuliu also heard it and looked at each other.

The dark gold waiter, Wei Wei, and the coach Song Gang, and a few people rushed over. The old housekeeper of the Zhou family followed behind him, but he couldn't keep up with them.

"Hurry up! Come with me to enter the palace!" Song Gang shouted as soon as he saw Yan Han.

Song Gang was injured, with a cloth strip tied on his left arm and applied medicine. He rushed over, grabbed Yanhan's arm and pulled it out.

"Shishou Song, what's going on?" Yan Han asked.

Song Gang replied: "Eunuch Liu's instructions, don't ask! Just follow me!"

Strange! It seems that the situation is urgent! Could it be that the foolish monarch has made a mistake?

Yan Han secretly guessed in his heart.

Now he already knows that in the eyes of Yin and Yang Palace, the so-called saint Concubine Xiao was cultivated to achieve the saint son. However, the foolish monarch, who was the saint son, was full of longevity, but he did not know that he was just a chess piece in Yin and Yang Palace, prepared for the saint queen.

Therefore, his cultivation method is simple and crude, and is a quick shortcut. Perhaps the Yin and Yang Palaces have been arranged, and he broke through to the Yuanshen Realm when the enthronement ceremony was held in Jiangdu.

Unexpectedly, when he was in the summer palace, he actually broke through to the soul realm. It was probably because of this that he hurried to Jiangdu and never showed up.

The biggest possibility is that he had a mess! He was backfired. Now he can't suppress it, so he yelled so anxiously.

If he was called to the palace urgently and asked him to paint for death row prisoners, then this guess would be most certain.

The carriage ran, entered the palace, and headed straight to the main hall in the center of Jiangdu Palace.

Without seeing Eunuch Liu, the secret waiter of Weiwei and Song Gang, he sent Yan Han directly into the hall and told him: "Picture as fast as possible! Call me after finishing!"

There was no one in the hall, but there was a man sitting on the phoenix throne. His black robe was as empty as it was, with a haggard face and his eyes were dull, and I don't know where he was looking.

As soon as he saw this person, Yan Han felt a chill in his heart. However, this person seemed to have no cultivation and no so-called atmosphere above his head, but it was like white mist rising.

There was no trace of aura fluctuation on her.

Even if she is a man or a woman, Yan Han is not sure, but she looks more like a woman.

Strange! Who is this? How could this be?
Chapter completed!