The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

The elixir melted in the mouth, and by the time Li Mochou realized it, it was already too late.

As the medicinal effect of the pill dissipated, Li Mochou suddenly felt that all the energy in her body disappeared without a trace. She put her hand on her throat and felt the strangeness there. Li Mochou looked at Chu Heng in horror, "What are you doing What did I take?"

"It's just something that curbs your strength, and it will naturally disappear after two months." Chu Heng said softly.

After all, Xiaolongnv is innocent and different from Li Mochou who is so ruthless. For the sake of convenience, it is better to let Li Mochou temporarily lose her strength.

Then he said to Wei Tianxing: "Find some people and escort Miss Long and her back to the ancient tomb. During the process, if you find the slightest abnormality in this person, break his limbs."

... ...

Wei Tianxing nodded hastily upon hearing this and turned to leave.

Not long after, two disciples of the Sun Moon God Sect who had reached the innate realm arrived, and they left with the unwilling Li Mochou.

Before Xiao Longnv left, she looked at Chu Heng, "Will you come to me?"

Looking at Xiaolongnv's eyes full of anticipation, Chu Heng smiled, "After the work is done, if you feel that staying in the ancient tomb is a little boring, then I will take you away."

Xiao Longnv nodded solemnly, and then left with Wei Tianxing.

But in the process, he turned his head three times at one step, with a strong sense of reluctance in his eyes.

The specific reason is not very clear in Xiao Longnv's heart, but she just feels a little inexplicably uncomfortable.

In this regard, Chu Heng could only sigh lightly.

It would be okay if they didn't know each other before, but now that they have known each other now, and after thinking about it for a while, the matter about Xiao Longnu still needs to be dealt with later.

Things are now piled up instead.

On the contrary, Murong Qiudi, who had watched the whole process before, looked at Chu Heng's actions just now, his eyes flickered, and his heart seemed to be moved. .

Chapter 410 The Time of the Eighth Battle

The moon is sixteen round on the fifteenth, and the decisive battle is scheduled on the night of the full moon, naturally on the sixteenth. +]

Originally, those who had obtained the qualifications to enter the palace gathered under the Forbidden City with ribbons in their hands, either with agitated or indifferent expressions.

However, it didn't take long for the general in charge of guarding these martial artists to enter the palace to find that the number of warriors at this time was far different from what they had expected. The number of warriors who were qualified to enter the palace was only 40 before, but now, there are enough warriors in the palace. More than 130 people are enough, more than three times more.

This also shocked the generals who guarded, and hurriedly transferred in new palace guards and people from the East Factory to prevent accidents.

Standing in the crowd, he glanced at the warriors who entered the palace around him. According to Hua Manlou, the worst among them were those at the peak of the "Nine Three Seven" Innate Realm, and there were even more than a dozen of them. A martial artist in the master realm.

With such strength entering the palace, it is no wonder that the guarding generals are like this.

But the more eye-catching ones in the arena are the two of them.

A man in black clothes like ink, his whole body reveals a feeling that seems to make people feel the meaning of death.

The other person has a straight face, and a gentle smile is always on the corner of his mouth.

But even with a gentle attitude, no one dared to get close. +]

In the line of sight of the two of them, almost all the people on the ninth floor came to watch this decisive battle with deep fear and admiration.

It's just because the two leaders, Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng who will fight tonight, are both the decisive swordsmen in this world.

The deadly swordsman Yan Shisan is the third young master of Shenjian Villa and the sword god Xie Xiaofeng who is as famous as Ximen Chuixue.

At this moment, the decisive battle has not yet started, and Yan Shisan's eyes have almost remained on Xie Xiaofeng's body all the time, and he never moved away.

The same is true for Xie Xiaofeng.

His eyes were also on Yan Shisan, who could give him great pressure.

"clang!"

With the ringing of the clear bell, many warriors who were originally going about their own business in the city couldn't help but stand upright, and poured into the opened city gate one after another.

After entering, there were already two people standing on top of the building.

Under the full moon in the sky, the same white clothes fluttered on the two people standing on a corner of the roof.

But the difference is that a person has a kind of loneliness that is overwhelmingly cold.

The body of the other person is cold enough to freeze a thousand feet.

Looking at the two top swordsmen above at that time, and the many warriors below, even those who have already stepped into the innate, they couldn't help but hold their breath.

In another room, at this moment, the emperor of Ming Dynasty, Zhu Wushi, was practicing calligraphy quietly.

Cao Zhengchun, the chief eunuch, suddenly walked in from the outside, followed by another person.

Hearing the sound of the voice, Zhu Wushi raised his head, but his complexion changed drastically.

Because behind Cao Zhengchun, there stood a person who looked exactly like himself and was wearing a dragon robe.

Such sudden changes made Zhu Wushi startled, and he couldn't help asking, "Who are you?"

Seeing the shocked Zhu Wushi, Cao Zhengchun smiled softly, and then introduced sharply: "This is the direct descendant of the Daxing royal family, the eldest son of King Pingnan."

In an instant, Zhu Wushi instantly understood the reason, and his face sank directly.

A majestic aura suddenly burst out from his body, and the majestic aura blew away the paper that was originally on the table.