The host of fast travel, she always rolls over

Chapter 125 The short-lived darling of heaven (47)

"The strength is evenly matched?"

Jing Zhao's dark eyes were deep, and he glanced at the chief guard who grew up with him in a dark and unpredictable way.

"Forgive me for my poor eyesight, I really can't see it." Now that he had said everything, Zuo Qing had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue.

"Hehe!" Jing Zhao snorted.

"I don't know when the Taoist priest made my guard commander feel so fond of him?"

"My lord..." Zuo Qing's forehead broke out in cold sweat, he opened his mouth to say something, but under Jing Zhao's gaze, he was speechless.

"Let's go!"

Taking one last look, Jing Zhao took the lead in turning around as the battle was coming to an end.

Jun Anzhi looked at the disappearing figures of the two men, and lowered his eyes.

Just now, after Hui'an took Concubine Tao's soul, she felt the power of repulsion from this world.

For two years, she hadn't sensed the power of repulsion in this world, but she didn't expect that Peach Demon's being accepted would make her feel it again.

Could it be that the main thread of this world lies in this picky monster?

What about the national teacher related to her?

Isn't the main thread on him?Jun Anzhi fell into a brief moment of contemplation.

"Two masters."

A pleasant voice sounded in the father hall, breaking the short silence.

Jun Anzhi stared, and then his pupils shrank for a while.

Because, standing at the entrance of Taoyuan Hall, the peach demon was taken away by the monk just a quarter of an hour ago.

Suddenly he looked back at the golden bowl in Hui'an's hand, and after confirming that it wasn't the monster inside that had escaped, Jun Anzhi looked at the person in front of him with peace of mind.

"Hello, two masters, I am Eleven, the hidden guard next to the prince." "Peach Concubine" introduced herself with a smile.

"It's so similar." Jun Anzhi breathed a sigh of relief.

When I saw her just now, I thought the peach demon had escaped from the monk.

"If Concubine Tao disappears from Taoyuan Palace inexplicably, it will arouse the suspicion of the national teacher, and His Majesty will make a big move there..."

Eleven explained in a soft voice to Jun Anzhi.

"That's good, the prince has thought it through." Jun Anzhi nodded.

Looking at Eleven, whose every move is exactly like Concubine Tao.

Jun Anzhi sneered in his heart, I am afraid that this plan was realized early in the morning with Jing Zhao.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for this secret guard to imitate Concubine Tao's manners and expressions so vividly.

To imitate a person, one must first be familiar with the person's living habits and charm.

A person's demeanor and inner soul are the hardest things to learn, but the eleven in front of him are so similar that they can be mistaken for real.

Now the situation is very complicated, Jingrui and Jun are getting married.

And Jing Zhao took the military power!
One piece of paper and one piece of military power are in a state of opposition above the court.

But Jun Anzhi saw clearly that if Jingrui didn't have military power in this game, he would miss the throne.

Since ancient times, political power has come from the barrel of a gun. Whoever has a bigger fist is the boss.

No matter how clever you are, it is useless in the face of absolute strength.

This……

I don’t know if the old emperor meant it.

Is this old guy deliberately letting things go into today's situation?
So, the old emperor is not completely blind?

He also knows how to pass on an excellent heir to himself, and clean up the rotten country that he has almost lost.

I thought so, but Jun Anzhi didn't say anything, she shouldn't care about the affairs of the temple.

And Jing Zhao is not an idiot, maybe he sees through many things without telling them.

Now there is nothing to do with Moon Tower.

Jun Anzhi and Hui An stood a few feet in front of the Moon Tower, even though the distance was so far, she still frowned uncomfortably.

"Amitabha..." Hui'an's face was as dark as water. He had converted to Buddhism since he was a child and believed that nothing in the world could shake his heart.

But now standing in front of the Moon Watching Tower, Hui An found that his cultivation level was far from home.

Because he was angry.

The entire Wangyue Tower is full of resentment, how many ghosts will it take to fill it in?
This practice is really inhumane.

"How is it?" Jun Anzhi looked at Hui An with a smile on his lips.

"I promise you!" Hui An closed her eyes and gritted her teeth.

This Taoist leader has seen his own temperament, so he is so confident.

"Master is indeed a man of temperament." Jun Anzhi said with a smile as if nothing had happened.

These words made Hui'an's already turbulent heart wave even more uneasy.

The corner of Hui'an's mouth twitched for the first time in 30 years, resisting the obscenities that blurted out, swallowed the words, turned around and walked towards the gate of the palace.

Endless coldness flashed in Jun'an's eyes, and he stood alone outside Wangyue Tower listening to the tragic call of the ghost inside.

They resent, they hate, the more evil spirits will be on their bodies, and these evil spirits will turn into sharp swords and rush towards the dragon's veins.

She had thought of this ending when she came, and proposed a solution to the formation to Hui An, but was rejected.

In fact, Jun Anzhi's proposal is very simple.

It is to beat all the souls inside.

Because the souls inside are already incomplete, even if they are released, he will forcefully open the gate of the underworld and let them reincarnate.

In the future, when they are reborn as human beings, they will also have defects, whether they are disabled or the five senses are out of balance.

There is also congenital brain damage!

What is the use of such a person being born into this world?

Because this formation is too domineering, entering it will slowly obliterate the three souls and six souls of people.

In the end, the soul flies away.

In other words, the soul inside is beyond salvation.

Therefore, Jun Anzhi wanted to eliminate all these souls in order to level Wangyue Tower.

But Jun Anzhi's proposal was strongly protested by the monk, who was unwilling to cooperate with her.

Therefore, there was the previous scene.

Jun Anzhi sighed, his eyes full of helplessness.

Looking at the tormented soul inside, she felt very sad in her heart.

As a heavenly master, she cannot save ghosts. She has to kill so many souls with her own hands, which makes her powerless!
It is certain that all the ghosts in the capital are inside.

And there are still ghosts from the next state, still rushing here.

Last night, she and Hui'an intercepted the ghosts who were driving here, and they all said that La came here on the orders of the King of Ghosts.

ghost king?Jun Anzhi sneered, she didn't believe it, there must be other black hands behind the scenes.

National teacher, what does he want to do?
But thinking about who his master is, Jun Anzhi is not surprised.

After a person dies, if there are no accidents, he will report to the underworld after the first seven days.

And ghosts with strong obsessions will escape the pursuit of ghosts and stay in this world.

But Jun Anzhi discovered that there were very few ghosts in this world.

The underworld will issue a sign, so that some good ghosts with self-cultivation in this world will also take care of the job of ghost messengers.

In a city, according to black and white impermanence, there are usually seven to ten ghosts in a prosperous area like the capital.

They are responsible for managing the ghosts in a city, so that they will not cause harm to the world.

For a long time, except for some special thorns, ghost messengers who have to be dispatched from the underworld, the ghost messengers who work part-time in the world have been managed very well.

But so unexpected happened like this.

(End of this chapter)