Reborn 80,000 Years

Chapter VIII Yang Chen shot

After returning to the room, Yang Chen just started to practice, replenishing his energy. It wasn't until the night that Yang Chen woke up from the practice, then opened the door, and walked out creptically.

He lay on the roof, blending his body with the night. So that from beginning to end, no one found Yang Chen's existence.

After a while, two black figures suddenly appeared in Ling Yuyao's room. The moment they appeared, Ling Yuyao's room was also pushed aside, and Ling Yuyao walked out of the room.

"See Palace Master!"

The two shadows immediately knelt on one knee and said respectfully.

"Go, remember, only success is allowed, not failure!" Ling Yuyao waved, and after the two figures nodded and said yes, they turned around and turned into two black lightnings, which disappeared into the night. in.

After Ling Yuyao walked into the house, Yang Chen changed his face, just followed the two people and disappeared into the distance together.

What Yang Chen didn't know was that just as he walked on his front foot, Ling Yuyao walked out of the room, walked to the door of Yang Chen's room, and knocked gently twice.

"No one?"

Ling Yuyao frowned, and there was a look of doubt in her eyes: "Are you practicing? Forget it, just don't disturb him."

Ling Yuyao pondered for a moment, then turned back to the room and went to rest.

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Tianhuo Palace.

In a certain room.

Mu Lingyun wore a fiery red wedding dress, which looked glamorous and noble. Her face was covered with exquisite makeup, which made her already beautiful look even more alluring. Even the maids on the side could not help but secretly look at Mu Lingyun, with an admiring look in their eyes.

Saint...

It's really beautiful!

At this time, a maidservant came over and said with a smile: "Saint, according to the customs of the imperial city, a woman cannot take off her wedding dress the night before she gets married until she gets married the next day. Oh."

"I know."

Mu Lingyun nodded and looked at her face through the mirror, but her expression did not fluctuate much, but rather calm.

The maid said strangely: "Holy Maiden, what's the matter with you? You seem to be very unhappy?"

"Happy?"

Mu Lingyun was taken aback for a moment, and she sneered in her heart, and said lightly: "No matter what, what is your little girl asking so much for? You don't understand even after telling you."

As Mu Lingyun spoke, she suddenly saw the maid holding a bowl of water in her hand, she couldn't help but curiously asked, "What is this?"

"Oh, this is the water for bad luck!" The maid said with a smile: "Women, in order to prevent bad luck from being brought to a man's house when they get married, they will drink such a bowl of water and use all the bad luck with water. It's flushed!"

Hearing this, Mu Lingyun frowned slightly.

"There are so many rules for getting married."

Mu Lingyun said something softly, but she didn't say much, took the bowl from the handmaid, and took a sip.

"No way!" said the maid: "saint, you must drink all of this water cleanly!"

"so troublesome."

Mu Lingyun frowned, and after drinking the whole bowl of water, she handed the bowl to the maid again.

Taking the bowl in her hand, the maidservant's face clearly flashed a touch of joy, and she said with a smile: "Saint Maiden, please take a good rest. The maidservants are outside. If you have anything, please tell the maidservant!"

"Go down."

Mu Lingyun waved her hand and said calmly.

After everyone left, Mu Lingyun walked towards the lights in the house, preparing to blow out the lights and rest. But just when she just stood up, a dizziness rushed to her mind, Mu Lingyun whispered, and then, a sense of powerlessness swept across in an instant.

"what happened……"

Mu Lingyun supported the table with both hands, barely keeping herself from falling, panting violently. At this moment, Mu Lingyun only felt that her power had been completely emptied, and the feeling of weakness penetrated every inch of flesh and blood.

"Water... is that water!"

How clever Mu Lingyun was, she immediately remembered the reason, but even if she remembered the reason, it was too late. At the next moment, two black figures suddenly appeared in the room. Behind them, they both carried a sharp sword.

"Who are you?" Mu Lingyun's face sank.

"The one who took your life!" One of them sneered and said, "Miss Mu, I'm sorry, take people's money to help people get rid of disasters! We are also obliged to do something, so if you go down, don't blame us. !"

"Only you?"

Mu Lingyun sneered, a little disdain in her beautiful eyes.

She raised her hand and tried to use the power of the fairy body, but what surprised her was that no matter how hard Mu Lingyun tried, the fairy body seemed to have disappeared without any response.

"How could this be?" Mu Lingyun's eyes showed a little panic.

"Haha!" A man in black laughed, and said: "Miss Mu, you are a saint in the Heavenly Fire Palace, you are well-informed, you should have heard of the dry heart dew?"

Withered heart?

Hearing these three words, Mu Lingyun's face changed slightly, and her heart sank instantly.

"Come on!"

"Come on!"

Mu Lingyun let out a deep cry, anxious expression on her beautiful face: "Is there anyone, come on! There are assassins!"

however……

There was silence outside the house, and no one responded at all.

"Miss Mu, don't waste your effort." The man in black shook his head and said, "Do you think that since we dare to do this, we won't make any preparations? Don't worry, all the maids around you have been bought by us. Yes, even if you break your throat by shouting, they will just pretend not to hear it."

Hearing this, Mu Lingyun's heart sank again.

A sense of despair flooded Mu Lingyun's heart.

"Brother, don't talk nonsense with her, kill her quickly!" The other black man couldn't stand it anymore, and said sharply.

Hearing this, the person called "Big Brother" nodded, pulling out the sword behind him and rushing towards Mu Lingyun quickly.

Seeing the two approaching, Mu Lingyun rebelled intentionally, but was helpless. Now she can't do it even if she picks up something from the table and throws it out, she can only watch the sword as she gets closer and closer.

but……

Just when the two of them were no more than two inches away from Wood Lingyun, two hands suddenly appeared on the saints of the two, their palms were like ghost hands, and they quietly grabbed their necks.

Then he exerted a slight force-

Erasable!

The two people suddenly fell to the ground like mud.

I can't die anymore!