This king who likes to skin and make drums for his concubines is indeed a good father. He is extremely fond of his daughter.

"Father, you have never seen the strength of the vice president. If you can, we should not be enemies with him." Lu Chenjia said seriously.

After Longqing died, her heart died.

But when she heard that her father was preparing to kill Zhao Changle with all the strength of the whole country, she hurriedly came out to stop him.

"My flowers, just take care of your flowers. Blood and swords should not be your concern." He stood up and gently stroked Lu Chenjia's hair.

"Father! Are you not afraid of the academy and the Master causing trouble for our Yuelun Kingdom then?" Lu Chen asked hurriedly. She felt that if the whole country was in power, Zhao Changle would have no way to survive.

But is it worth it? What will be the consequences of doing this?

The Emperor of the Tang Dynasty had already expelled the monks of Yuelun. Does his father really want to go to war with the Tang Dynasty?

"The Master is very old. Although I am also afraid of him, the academy is a place for etiquette. Since the vice president killed your aunt, we can naturally take revenge.

And this vice president is willing to attend your aunt's funeral. That means what he is facing, so if he dies, the Master and the Academy should not blame us."

The king said confidently that he did not tell his daughter that the temple had promised that as long as he could kill Zhao Changle, they would give Yuelun Kingdom a book of heaven. And by that time, if the Tang Dynasty sent troops, the temple's guardian Knights would also take action.

And the Hanging Temple is the main force against Zhao Changle this time, and he couldn't see what kind of way out this arrogant Zhao Changle still has.

Lu Chenjia didn't know much about these things, so she could only say in the end, "Father, I think you should be more cautious."

"I understand, my flowers." The king said gentlely to his daughter.

After Lu Chenjia left, King Yuelun murmured to himself, "I just think you are a practitioner in the six realms, and I don't believe that 100,000 cavalry can't kill you!

As long as I get the Book of Heaven, I can live. My flowers need my protection."

He suddenly coughed, and the minister quickly knelt down, his face almost buried in the ground. The king put the handkerchief in his sleeve and said to him, "I hope you can achieve the right result in the next life!"

After he finished speaking, he killed the minister with a dagger on his waist.

The king suffered from a strange disease. He didn't want to be known by his ambitious sons. Because the temple told him that the Book of Heaven could save him, but he needed to exchange it with Zhao Changle's head.

In order to survive, he agreed.

Temple

In the Tianyu Temple, Tianyu God's Seal looked at the Sima Cheng Lixue and said, "I don't know why, the head teacher seems to mind Ye Hongyu learning sword with Zhao Changle, and even let the crazy king of Yuelun deal with him.

It would be great if Zhao Changle was so easy to kill!"

Cheng Lixue lowered her head, not knowing what to say.

"Forget it, let him try it. It was originally difficult for us to let the light of God shine on the Tang Dynasty. Now there is another vice president Zhao Changle, which makes people too afraid." Tianyu God's throne sighed.

"So let the head sect try, what if he really succeeds." said the Tianyu God's throne, "What kind of cultivation do you think this deputy dean has?"

"Sixth realms? It can't be the seventh realm!" Cheng Lixue hesitated and said.

"The most terrifying thing is here. No one knows how strong he is." Tianyu God said with a frown.

How can God's brilliance shine on the entire world?

After Cheng Lixue left, he took out a pattern painted by Wei Guangming from his body. This was what Wei Guangming finally decided to go to the wasteland and not to Chang'an.

He took a deep breath and opened the painting that looked like a random graffiti. When he saw the painting, he saw the painting, blood and tears flowed out of his eyes.

After a while, he put down the painting and said sadly, "I didn't expect that you made me take this step, and you also let me see the light!"

He had entered the realm of Apocalypse, and because of Wei Guangming's painting, he also saw the light far away in Chang'an.

When they arrived in Nanjin, the singing and dancing sermon received several performances, so Gongsun Lan quickly called everyone to prepare for the evening performance. Changle went out alone to walk. To be honest, their singing and dancing skills were really average. Changle watched it on the road and was reluctant to go and watch it again.

He came out of the capital and wanted to stroll around. Not far from Changle, there was a mountain. The mountain was flat and the cliffs on three sides were smooth. From a distance, it felt like it was not like a mountain, but more like a sword.

"I said why did you feel the sword energy? It turns out that Jiange is here." Changle felt the sword energy, so he was curious and came over to take a look.

Unexpectedly, this is Liu Bai's Taoist temple

Jiange!

After taking a look at the old ancient pavilion with distinct black and white, Changle muttered, "This Liu Bai has such a bad taste."

This time, I was originally attracted by the sword energy. After seeing that it was Jiange, he had no intention of going in to visit. After taking a look, he turned around and left.

After Changle left Jiange, Liu Bai, who was settled in the cabinet, who was leaving after his affairs, suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong with Master?" a disciple asked at the stunned Liu Bai.

"Nothing happened." After Liu Bai finished explaining, he said, "Don't follow me when I go to Yuelun this time."

After he said this, all the disciples were stunned. But no one dared to disobey Liu Bai's intentions.

Only his younger brother Liu Yiqing asked in a slight manner, "Brother, didn't you agree to take us to see the vice president of the academy?"

"Because I suddenly found out that you were not worthy." Liu Bai had no intention of insulting them at all, because he really felt that they were not worthy.

They quickly lowered their heads, and Liu Bai said to Liu Yiqing, "You go to the academy after I leave. Try how strong that Thirteenth Mr. is."

"Yes! Brother." Liu Yiqing nodded excitedly.

Although Ning Que shot and killed Long Qing, people still regarded him as a good stepping stone.

After saying that, Liu Bai did not hold the sword, turned around and left the sword pavilion. After feeling the sword intent of the vice president a little, Liu Bai felt that this trip to Moon Wheel would not be lonely.

When Changle returned, the singing and dancing performance had already ended. Seeing Gongsun Lan's joyful appearance, she must have made a lot of money.

"Everyone is lucky today, I'll treat you to a good meal." After Gongsun Lan finished speaking, everyone seemed very happy. "Mr. Zhao, let's go together."

"I've eaten it, you guys go." Changle said to them with a smile. Everyone left without invitation.

The next day, when they left Nanjin, they met a man who looked like a sword on the road, standing at the city gate waiting for Changle.
Chapter completed!