"Well, that's what I said, and then he warned me to stop sabotaging his plans, or I'd die horribly. That's all." Nodding lightly, shrugging his shoulders , said nothing.
"What's the matter with you?" He lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then he asked.
"Together, it's nothing more than a question. Who am I to be able to destroy the Jiuli Illusion." After thinking about the three questions of the man in black, he smiled helplessly. These three questions can obviously be brought together into such a one. The big question, why does he still ask separately? After a pause, he continued, "He came to me to ask for a few things from the tomb of the gods, as well as the entire weak water that separates the human settlement from the animal settlement."
"Who is he?" Baili Liumo frowned and asked with a frown.
"According to Beichen Moxuan, he is the patriarch of the Jiuli clan. No one knows how many years he has lived. Maybe it existed since the ancient war between gods and demons. Later, when the Jiuli clan fell, he disappeared. According to Beichenmo Xuan said that he fought against Murong Xing'er more than a thousand years ago. Back then, he was in a state of being completely pressed and beaten by Murong Xing'er, but when he fought against him that time, Beichen Moxuan said that his ability has grown now. A lot, it's not so easy to deal with." Leng Yetong reorganized what she heard from Beichen Moxuan and told Baili Liumo, touched her chin, and fell into deep thought.
"I want to see the information about the Jiuli tribe. You should have it." After a moment of contemplation, Baili Liumo looked up at her and said lightly, "The so-called knowing yourself and your enemy can win a hundred battles, since you have already fought with them. If you have an enemy, you must first get to know my opponent."
"Well, in my study, come with me." Leng Yetong nodded, took his hand, and the two walked in the direction of Luo Yange's study.
On the other hand, in the palace, the queen feeds the emperor with medicine in small bites with a medicine spoon. He wiped the medicine soup from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, sighed silently, put down the empty bowl in his hand, covered his face, and wept silently.
Suddenly, everything around was still, and the queen's posture remained in hiding her face and crying bitterly, and the tears on her face also stopped falling. Bursts of mulan incense came, and Beichen Moxuan's figure emerged among the fluttering magnolia petals.
After leaving the Jinnan Palace, he thought a lot, although he hoped that Tianfeng would be more chaotic, so that he could find the Jiuli people earlier, and then leave this place of right and wrong. But on second thought, he didn't want her to be even more difficult. The current situation has made her a mess, and he didn't want to cause her any more troubles.
Sighing softly, a wry smile raised on his lips, she was his life and his calamity. He took a few steps forward and walked to the edge of the dragon couch. He looked down at the emperor who seemed to be asleep. The spiritual power in his hand was injected into his body like blue silk, leaving clear wandering lines on his skin. He raised his hand gently, pulled his spiritual power back, lowered his eyes, drew a spell in the air with both hands, and recited a spell in his mouth, the spell fell, the spell appeared, emitted a soft light, and slowly merged into the emperor's body. Feeling the disintegration of the sorcery in the emperor's body, he removed all the restraints, and he left quietly as when he came.
'puff'! ! Concubine Ru of Jingyang Palace suddenly vomited blood, and she fell softly to the ground, her eyes filled with incredible.