Raiders infatuated beauty

Clouds and mists half-covered the Huanjun Minglou, and the attendants guarding the gate saw Xiaodaotong coming from afar at a glance.

"stop!"

Xiao Daotong saluted respectfully: "I have my uncle's order, please entrust this painting to the landlord, and say it is a gift from my uncle Yu Zhanya, he will understand."

The attendant guarding the gate didn't know a lot of Chinese characters, but after hearing about Yu Zhanya's reputation, he thought about it and wanted to ask a few more questions, but saw that the little Taoist boy had already used the method to leave.

On the yellowed scroll, a picture of a banquet is outlined with a fine brush, with pavilions, terraces, pavilions, wine, music and poetry gatherings, and the eyes are full of excitement.

The painter's skill is even more exquisite, and he actually made this painting very vivid.

The attendant saw that this person had some supernatural powers, and also saw that the gift was just a painting, so he boldly sent the painting up.

"Who"

In the main hall, Jiang Huai turned left and looked at Zongli Qianheng, quite surprised, probably thought he had heard wrong, so he asked again.

Zongli Qianheng bowed and said: "Yu Zhanya entrusted a little Taoist boy to send it, saying that it was given to the landlord."

"It's really him who sent it." Jianghuai Zuolue cast a spell, and the scroll in Zongli Qianheng's hand slowly unfolded.

"It turns out that it's "Night Banquet Without Officials"."

Jiang Huai Zuo looked at the painting carefully, and saw that the painting was vivid, and all the characters were the same as in previous years. He remembered the past again, and his expression was a little dazed. This painting was a bet he made with Yu Zhanya before he practiced. It turned out that he lost, but he never thought that after many years, he would give it to him again...

It is rare to see such an expression on the landlord's face, so he naturally guessed that this person must have a lot to do with the landlord, and since he has been with Jiang Huaizuo for many years, he should know what to say and what not to say.

The painting turned yellow, but it still looked like Jiang Huaizuo's impression. He thought, Yu Zhanya must have preserved this painting very well all these years.

That was his best friend. He had been strategizing for many years, and his emotions and anger had always remained the same, but when he was mentioned, he rarely showed his true feelings.

But since he sat in this seat, everything he did yesterday would be like death, and the so-called true feelings in his heart would only hinder him from doing things.

He raised his hand, just as he was about to destroy the painting, his fingertips gradually grew spiritual power, but for some reason, he slowly lowered his hand.

With a wave of his sleeves, he hung the painting to one side and didn't look at it any more.

Zongli Qianheng didn't care about Yu Zhanya's purpose of sending a painting at this time. Seeing that Jiang Huaizuo seemed to have recovered from the painting, he said, "Master, the Jiaoming Pearl has been combined with the Immortal Statue , It's just that Shenzhu seems to have changed in recent days."

Leaning on the throne on the left, Jianghuai said, "What's the matter?"

Zongli Qianheng said: "It seems that it is because of Yanchun..."

Jiang Huaizuo said unexpectedly: "Really"

He didn't expect that it would be effective not long after this, and Dang even rushed to check the Immortal Statue.

There is no one in the hall now, only someone whispered in the empty hall, "You should go."

"I don't think there's anyone here..."

"They must be looking for the Immortal Statue... Yuru quickly follow them."

I only heard someone chanting formulas in a low voice, and the painting slowly left from the stone pillar hovering around the golden dragon, hung in mid-air and followed the wind towards the direction where Jianghuai Zuo left just now.

A dry temple.

A statue of Immortality is hanging in mid-air, with a bright light shining on its chest, it is the Pearl of Immortality.

Mingzhu was surrounded by black air, Zongli Qianheng said happily: "Lord, the resurrection of Yanchun is just around the corner, and soon he will become the master of the landlord."

Seeing this, Jianghuai Zuo was quite satisfied, "Everything I asked you to do has been done."

Zongli Qianheng said: "It has already been done, that Su Jianshen has already firmly believed in Yue Mi, and as for Young Master Huai, he is also under the master's control, he was poisoned by the master's poison, and at this moment his head is probably decapitated."

"Young Master cherishes this person's deep cultivation, if I don't get rid of him, he will be a stone in my heart after all."

A black crow slowly flew over from outside the pavilion, Zongli Qianheng saw this, raised his hand slightly, and saw the black crow stopped beside him and whispered.

Zongli Qianheng frowned and said: "Not good!"

He hurriedly said: "Pavilion Master, I'm afraid Su Jianshen and Young Master Huai have already..."

Before he finished speaking, the picture of "Night Banquet without Officials" fell on the ground at some point, and Su Jianshen and Gongzi Huai also came out of the painting at this moment, with a flash of inspiration.

Seeing this situation, Jiang Huaizuo had already guessed a thing or two, and only hated his own mother-in-law and mother at that time for not destroying this thing!

Zongli Qianheng gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "Lord, this Yu Zhanya is with them! The poison on his body was also cured by Yu Zhanya!"

Young Master Huai said slowly: "Since I know the Immortal Statue, I don't need to deal with you."

Jiang Huai Zuo hated Yu Zhanya for lying to him in his heart, concentrated his spiritual power and waved his palm at the two of them.

Su Jianshen didn't practice deeply, although he had some foundation, but Jiang Huai Zuo's palm had suffered a lot of force, even though he had split open with a sword, he couldn't bear it after all, so he took two steps back slowly, and vomited a mouthful of blood along the way.

He gritted his teeth, wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said angrily: "You killed my master and attempted to harm the common people. Today's revenge, I will avenge it even if I die!"

He lowered his head, recited the art silently, poured all he had learned in his life into this sword, and the long sword slowly hung in the air, pouring out all his mental strength.

But after all his cultivation was not deep, this sword was counterattacked by Jiang Huaizuo, seeing this, he slashed away, and slashed at Su Jianshen and Gongzi Huai with his palm.

The young master waved his long sleeves, and then blocked back, but Su Jianshen's spiritual power was weak, and he passed out.

Seeing this, Jiang Huaizuo narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "That day was really you..."

Young Master Huai did not deny it: "If I want to kill you, why should I do it myself?"

He stepped forward slowly, with a cold look in his eyes and said decisively: "Ten years ago, you sent the flower demon to kill my brother and my father. I have sworn to pay for this revenge with your life!"

At this moment, Jianghuai Zuo seemed to have figured out everything that had happened in recent days, squinted at him and said, "It turns out that you told those stupid Taoist priests in Zuowangzong about the loss of the Immortal Statue. Like, fighting with you, although I escaped, I was seriously injured. I always wondered if this person could be you, but I found out today that it was indeed you. You arranged all this to kill someone with a single move..."

He laughed loudly and said: "You want to kill me, but you don't know where I am, so you deliberately leaked the news to the people of Zuowangzong, and you want to use their hands to kill me, but you didn't expect that old Taoist priest to kill me. False with me...haha..."

Jiang Huai Zuo looked down at Su Jianshen who was in a coma and said: "Did he know all this? If he knew that his best friend was the real culprit who killed Master, would he forgive you? Look, I need to wake him up. I want him to know the whole story, lest he avenge the wrong thing."

The murderous intent fluctuated in Young Master Huai's eyes: "Unfortunately, you have no chance..."

I saw the seven-stringed bracelet on his wrist making crisp bells, and the spiritual light formed a huge long sword with a single sound, and the flood dragon hanging in mid-air gradually flew into the young master from the chest of the Immortal Statue. in the palm of my arms.

He accepted the Jiaoming Divine Bead, and said slowly: "Since I can give this thing, I can take it back."

Jianghuai Zuo naturally knew the power of the Jiaoming Pearl. Now that it fell into his hands, he was unavoidably apprehensive, and asked in a slightly slow tone, "What do you want?"

"Of course I killed you..."

The spirit sword had broken through the bamboo and slashed towards the left of Jianghuai. He had already blocked it with spiritual power, but it didn't last long, and he became invincible!

"Where are people!" Jiang Huai said angrily with his left eyes red!

"Who do you think will help you now?"

The long sword pierces Jianghuai to the left. In this world, there are some secrets that no one will ever know.

Some people live in purgatory, some people live in the world, between black and white, and finally some people move forward with heavy burdens.