In the capital, a spring snow that came early reminds people that the cold winter has not passed. Not long ago, half of the city walls that were destroyed in the south city were repaired today.

The Imperial Garden, the plum forest, the white snow and the ink plum complement each other. Dugu Zheng was wearing a strong outfit and whispered a pen, while there was a beauty beside him grinding ink.

The painting is not the snow scene in the plum tree, but a beautiful woman wearing white marten fur.

But a tear mole on the corner of the woman's eyes added a little bit of charm and a little more agility.

The plum blossoms all over the trees suddenly fell, and a cold wind blew it away into the sky. In the rain of flowers, an old man in gray came from the depths of the plum forest. His gray and dry short hair made him look extremely depressed.

But the faint aura of the superior was a little stronger than that of Dugu Zheng who stopped writing.

The Imperial Garden is a place where Tang Yan said that the secret guards could not be inserted into, but the old man could avoid many levels and appeared in front of Emperor Daxing in a noble manner.

"The demon blood baby who was taken away from Mangshan back then is already a great master?"

Dugu Zheng didn't speak, and although his expression was respectful, he was neither humble nor arrogant.

"The Great Prosperity Dynasty is in your hands, so is it such a way to prosper?"

The old man in gray spoke again, and his tone was already extremely impolite.

Dugu Zheng frowned slightly, and the beauty beside him retreated, while the pen in his hand was heavily ink, and a very upright word for sin was drawn on the brand new rice paper.

The old man in gray robe did not speak, but felt a strong aura coming to his face.

A purple gold dragon energy soared into the sky from behind Dugu Zheng. The old man in gray robe seemed to be unable to resist any more, and he retreated one step, retreated one step.

Blood was spitting out, and red plums fell on the snow.

"The world is my world! The country's important weapon is not a joke. Since I have returned to Mount Mang, then I will be the king here in the capital. Do you know?"

Dugu was raising his hand, and a drop of ink dripped on the rice paper with a drop of ink on the tip of the pen. The wolf hair seemed to be pointing at the old man with a sharp aura of armor.

The old man in gray robe raised his hand and jumped a long golden whip between his waist, which was stabbing the brush.

However, although the old man in gray robe could barely block this force, a blood-colored flower exploded in his chest.

"If Mangshan doesn't like the bloodline of the Demon Emperor, solve it yourself!"

Dugu waved his hand, and the rice paper placed beside him rolled up, held it in his hand, and moved away from the imperial garden.

The old man in gray robe covered his heart and looked at Dugu's back as he left, but he couldn't help but sit among the remaining flowers in the plum tree.

For more than thirty years, where is there a puppet emperor in the world for thirty years? In a supreme position, he naturally has the supreme words and deeds.

What's more, Dugu Zheng is not a person who is at ease with others! He no longer wants to have any restraint for the thirty years of Dragon Pose.

………

Sitting under Wangfeng Peak, the group was staring at the Qionghua Forest in front of them, and it was the first time that Tian Qi discovered that this place was evergreen all year round.

"Who? Dad, who did you think we came from?" This was the first time Tian Zihuan heard that he had a grandmother.

Sitting on Xiaowu's back, Tian Zihuan was thinking about this question. Mother's mother must be no longer her biological mother.

Otherwise, why did my mother never mention it once? The relationship is a bit complicated. She is still young and can't handle too complicated things.

Walking by listening to the sound, you will soon be able to see the Qionghua Palace, which is like a fairyland on earth. Tian Zihuan fell in love with it in an instant.

Luchang was dressed, Lu Zhuer was waiting aside. Tian Zihuan had seen this guy, who looked very similar to his mother. But his identity was quite mysterious.

Pei Suyi didn't expect that she could actually see the Qionghua Palace, which is rare in the world. The ancient charm here is even stronger than the Peiyuan of the Pei family.

Arranged everyone to live, Tian Qifengli and Mei Qingxuan were taken to the underground palace of Qionghua Palace by Lu Zhuer.

"Miss Tang Yan has taken action, and she has been in there for a while, but..." Lu Zhu'er didn't continue to say that things were obviously not so easy to solve.

"Qing Xuan Fengli is in charge, Lu Zhuer takes care of Qionghua Palace as usual." Tian Qi made a decision soon.

Feng Li hesitated for a few times, but still didn't say anything to follow him. Strictly speaking, this place is not Li Ziqiu's parents' home! Feng Li shouldn't have interfered in such private matters.

Sometimes I really want to live like Tang Yan, at least I don’t have to take too many such things into consideration. Unfortunately, some relationships were destined from the beginning.

"Master bring this." Mei Qingxuan handed the Blood-Drinking Sword to Tian Qi, as if exactly the same as the little guy carrying a sword many years ago. Tian Qi smiled and did not refuse. Lu Zhuer didn't say much.

There is certain danger in this underground palace, otherwise so many masters would not have been abandoned.

Above the gate of the underground palace is a very finely carved jade flower, while Lu Zhuer stepped forward and put a fist-sized Yuan crystal into the groove in the middle.

The stone door, which was about a meter thick, opened to both sides. There was a mechanical technique on this door, and the one that activated the mechanical technique was the top-grade Yuan Crystal that was enough to launch a strangle the great master.

An extremely strong scent of sulfur came towards me, but there was no feeling of hot and dryness.

Lu Zhuer handed Tian Qi a pocket, inside which were three identical Yuan crystals. Tian Qi nodded and tied them to his waist.

Following the long stone steps, Tian Qi's figure disappeared, and the opened stone door slowly closed, and a series of faint green fluorescent lights lit up along the sides of the stone steps.

Tian Qi could feel the ground here becoming more and more slippery, activating light skills. Tian Qi was almost like a gecko swimming in the wall, and he quickly went down into the increasingly narrow cave.

A strong fishy smell came, and Tian Qi fell to an open cave-like place.

Misty filled with water fog

There was a faint fire coming from all over the world, and the temperature on the ground was very high, and it could almost burn through the soles of the shoe without being wrapped in Qi. However, the entire cave was quite cold.

Tian Qi's mental power spread out, and soon he felt a faint sound of gasping in front of him.

Without hesitation, Tian Qi opened the qi to wrap around his body, quickly turned and moved, protecting the blood-drinking sword in front of him.

The cave became colder and colder, the white mist gradually became thinner and weaker, and the light became weaker and weaker. There was a layer of ice-killing water on the ground that could just be more than the feet.

This cave was larger than Tian Qi thought. After walking forward for several miles, Tian Qi could see clearly the scene in front of him.

The white-haired old woman sat upright on a huge Tai Chi stone platform, and beside her, Li Ziqiu, Li Xuanji, and Tang Yan were unconscious.

The old woman turned her back to Tian Qi, but did not turn around, but instead stared at the darkness in front of her.

It was like a tiger roar coming from deep from the cave, and Tian Qi immediately flew over and landed on the stone platform.

Ali and Tang Yan are in a state of restoration, and Changchun's mood in her body is to operate on their own to protect themselves.

But Li Ziqiu on the side was more dangerous. There was a depressed yin evil force in his body. Tian Qi just used his true energy to explore it and knew that nearly half of the meridians in Li Ziqiu's body had been abandoned!

"I woke up and Ziqiu was also ruined by the evil aura of the tiger dragon!" The old woman spoke, but her voice was not as old as she was.

Tiger Dragon? Tian Qi remembered the cold air that always shrouded himself when he first came to Qionghua Palace!

And in an instant, the feeling once again attacked Tian Qi at close range and particularly clearly!
Chapter completed!