According to the rules of the academy, violence cannot be used at will in the academy. If the head of the academy hadn't said it, no one would know that the original intention of this rule was not to restrict students, but to restrict teachers.
In the pavilion, the head of the hospital and Hong Wulei have been talking for a long time. The mist rises, obscuring the sight of the two of them. The old days have passed too long, and the old friends have grown up.
The City of No Tears, the leader of the kings, died fourteen years ago in the hands of the first swordsman of the Zhaluo Sect of Life Sect. However, the Red King is already a half-lord who is infinitely close to the supreme being in the world, so how could he be easily killed by others.
Everyone knows that there is an unknown conspiracy in it, but after the death of the Red King, the wall is pushed down by everyone, and no one cares about the facts.
Over the past ten years, the truth of the buried years has been difficult to find out. However, nothing is absolute, and there is no perfection in the world. People are the same, and conspiracies are the same.
When the accident happened to the red king, Hong Wulei Fang was ten years old. He didn't understand many things. After more than ten years, he gradually understood.
If you want to take revenge, you must have the corresponding strength and scheming. The daughter of the Red King, among her peers, is already the best in terms of cultivation and xinxing. Even compared to the younger generation of Tianjiao in various major sects, she is not too conceited.
However, to avenge the Red King, there is still too much difference.
During the conversation, Yi Qingqiu suddenly changed the subject and said softly, "Your son, not bad."
Hong Wuxi was stunned for a moment, and there was a flash of puzzlement in her eyes, and then her eyes narrowed, as if she understood something.
"In the future, if you can find a way to let him go with you to the city without tears, maybe"
In the following words, Yi Qingqiu didn't say it again. Some things can be clicked. How to do it, how to do it, depends on Hong Wulei's own ability.
That Ning Chen is too rational and not so easy to talk about. At least one of the bargaining chips, human feelings, and Hong Wulei should be taken out.
In the middle of the day, Hong Wulei returned to the small courtyard full of thoughts and knocked on the son's door, but received no response.
Pushing the door and entering, the room was empty. On the table, there was a book under the teacup.
"Go out to work, be back soon"
A few simple words, without any content, Hong Wulei sighed softly, and had to temporarily suppress the things in her heart.
White Emperor City, red clothes hang out, waiting for dark.
What to do in the dark, to do what Mu Chengxue did, to visit the palace at night.
The mission given by the head of the hospital had to be done.
The first grade of the official university crushed people to death, Mr. Xi, no matter how hard he was, the dean.
The most critical issue is that the big fist has the right to speak, which is the eternal truth.
When Chao Kaiyang Emperor, Yuan Huang, who was already close to the semi-exalted realm, had an accident when he was cultivating ten years ago. In one night, his life essence was exhausted.
Emperor Yuan had seventeen princes, four of which were the most outstanding and were crowned princes. Except for the fourth prince, the other three were all eyeing the throne.
However, his trip was not for this, but to see how long Yuanhuang could live.
A human emperor who is close to a half-respect, even if his lifespan is exhausted, it is not so easy to die. Yuanhuang has been holding on for ten years, and no one knows how long he can last.
Bailu Academy guards the original land and has a heavy responsibility. If the Kaiyang Dynasty is in chaos, the Academy will also be affected.
The head of the academy could not easily leave the academy, so the dirty work was handed over to him.
Of course, the dirty work pays off.
The thing he wanted most, the scroll of the sun, was only the first move.
It can be seen that the head of the hospital is also a person who can do business.
In addition to the volume of life, each volume of the celestial book records at least two methods of cultivation, and there are also mental methods that are combined with the next volume of the celestial book. It can be said that sending a trick to be a favor is for the head of the institute. , is nothing.
The night is about to fall, the lanterns are beginning to come on, and the pedestrians are getting fewer and fewer. In the White Emperor City, the lights of thousands of homes are on. The night in the late autumn is a little cold.
Along the Qinghe River, the willow tree is drooping down, the red clothes walk by, a willow tree falls and falls into the hand, the residual leaves are scattered, and the twigs are flying.
He pointed at the condensed qi, cut the willow into a sword, the faster and faster figure, streaked a residual red in the city, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Kaiyang Palace, Zhenghua Hall, Yuanhuang finished the final state affairs, his face flashed with a thick look of exhaustion, he got up and wanted to go back to the bedroom to rest, just at this moment, a red figure flashed by, the sword opened the candle, forced life comes.
Beside Yuan Huang, an old eunuch reacted first, fluttering the dust, turning into three thousand white silk, trapped in the sword.
In an instant, the red clothes flashed quickly, and a sword broke the dust, and then the sword sharply turned and burst out of the air.
Emperor Yuan was in great danger. At this moment, a red long spear came from the sky and blocked the sword's edge. In a flash, a young man with extraordinary martial arts appeared in the battle situation. swing.
Liu Jian flew back, the red clothes held the sword, the figure was like a phantom, the afterimage turned around, and the sword was again forced to the Yuan Emperor.
"The younger generation, who gave you the courage!"
The thirteenth prince raised his eyebrows in anger, and the red spear swept away with the strength of the sky and the mountains, and the bright red light was earth-shattering.
Hongyi didn't touch it hard, he avoided it at a high speed, turned back for a moment, bypassed the spear, and forced the emperor to kill.
The old eunuch came again, and the broken whisk made a bone-breaking magic weapon, and it was hard to regret the sword light.
However, at this moment, the red clothes disappeared, the magic weapon broke the sword, and the opponent was only an afterimage.
At the moment of crisis, the old eunuch whisked the dust around again, and the broken wires spread endlessly, blocking the whole body in a radius of ten feet.
The thirteenth prince swung his spear into a furious wave, and attacked fiercely, traversing the road before the emperor.
Shuangqiang blocked the fate, the magic soldier blocked Liujian, and for a moment, it was difficult to distinguish between reality and reality.
In the back, Emperor Yuan looked at the red figure that was moving at extreme speed in the battle situation, his expression was condensed, and the speed was amazing, who could this person be!
In the battle, the dust brush and the red spear were constantly moving, but it was difficult to capture the shadow of red clothes. After a dozen or so moves, suddenly, the sword's edge shattered, and the sword fell like rain, shrouding the two of them.
The sudden change, the old eunuch, the thirteenth prince did not expect it, and he moved back to block the sword, and the joint force showed a flaw in an instant.
No matter how unavoidable it is, no longer can it be stopped, Emperor Yuan's expression sank, and he turned his palm to block the move.
"The Extraordinary King"
The hoarse voice sounded, and the red clothes withdrew. The next moment, the figure scattered, the afterimage disappeared, and disappeared.
The Thirteenth Prince wanted to chase, but was stopped by the Emperor Yuan.
"Don't chase, it's too late"
Yuan Huang looked at the direction of the disappearance of the red clothes, his eyes were heavy, there were absolutely not many people in the world with such a speed, who is this person, and what is the purpose
Outside the Kaiyang Imperial City, the red clothes appeared, and after a short while, disappeared again.
The academy, under the light of the morning sun, a new day arrives, sorry Hongzhu walked out of the small courtyard, and went to teach according to Ning Chen's instructions.
In the Huxin Pavilion, the red light gathered, appeared by the lake, and immediately walked to the small pavilion step by step.
"How?" Yi Qingqiu said softly.
"An old fox" Ning Chen sat down and replied.
"Oh?"
Yi Qingqiu frowned slightly and said, "You mean, Emperor Yuan is acting?"
"It's not about acting, it's about getting into the show. His lifespan is indeed exhausted, but he is now a half-honored person, not even a normal half-honored person." Ning Chen calmly said.
"Exchanging longevity for great progress in cultivation?" Yi Qingqiu said with narrowed eyes.
"Besides this, is there any other explanation?" Ning Chen said lightly.
"It still doesn't make sense. What is the purpose of him doing this?"
The light flashed in Yi Qingqiu's eyes, Yuan Huang was already the emperor of a dynasty. Although the four princes were getting more and more wings, they were only able to achieve today's achievements with the tacit approval of Yuan Huang. As long as Yuan Huang was alive for one day, the four princes did not There may be any chance.
"I don't know much about conspiracy and calculation. The head of the hospital should think about it himself." Ning Chen's mouth curved slightly, and said.
Yi Qingqiu came back to her senses, saw the smile on the former's face, frowned again, and said, "Did you guess something?"
"The head of the hospital has thought a lot, I'm just a martial artist, what can I understand?" Ning Chen laughed.
Yi Qingqiu waved his hand, a page of golden paper manifested, the fiery breath circulated, and at the moment of appearance, the water mist on the lake surface rose, which was extremely extraordinary.
"Half trick" Yi Qingqiu said seriously.
"make a deal"
Ning Chen responded that he didn't bargain too much, he couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry, the future is long, and there are opportunities.
When the reward was received, Ning Chen stopped going around in circles and asked directly, "The head of the hospital can think about who is the most powerful force in the Kaiyang Dynasty, other than the imperial court?"
"Academy!"
Yi Qingqiu's expression sank and replied. "The head of the academy is wise, as the old saying goes, there is no room for other people to sleep on the side of the couch, the day the academy exists, the power of the Yuan emperor will be constrained, and even to decide the next emperor of Kaiyang, he must first discuss with the academy, I think, Don't say a dynasty emperor,
Even if I were an ordinary person, my heart would not be comfortable," Ning Chen said calmly.
"click"
The teacup shattered, the tea splashed, and Yi Qingqiu's eyes flashed coldly. Bailu Academy guarded the original land, and had been living peacefully with the Kaiyang Dynasty for thousands of years. She had never thought that the problem would come from here.
"Of course, this is just my guess, but aside from that, Yuan Huang really has no reason to make such a choice, and has kept it hidden until now," Ning Chen said calmly.
Yi Qingqiu heard the words, Jing Si, her expression became colder and colder. After a while, she waved her hand and dropped the words. On the heavenly book, the golden characters reflected on the lake, fulfilling the promise.
"Your reward," Yi Qingqiu said slowly.
"Thank you"
Ning Chen thanked him and took all the words on the lake in his heart, then got up and walked out of the pavilion.
Just as he was about to step out of the pavilion, Ning Chen stopped for a while, reminded him softly, and then walked away without further words.
"Head of the hospital, if Emperor Yuan dies, even if it is you, do you have to show up once? The central heaven at one time, but the real forbidden place on earth, ten years of preparation, once you invite you to enter the urn, and then you want to leave, it will be difficult."
The last words echoed in the pavilion, causing the eyes of the people in the pavilion to change several times again.
The "terrible mind" said lightly, I don't know if it was referring to the Yuanhuang who started the layout ten years ago, or the young man who guessed the whole plan in just a short confrontation.