The eldest disciple was so shocked that he couldn't speak, who the hell is such an arrogant person? Why even the walls of the palace were blasted? She is not afraid of...
"ah… "
The moment he saw He Lanqing, the disciple's thoughts were all tied up.
He had never seen such a person, who seemed to be wearing a beam of light, wearing a black cloak, and the hood of the cloak covered his face, revealing only a pair of amazingly perfect red lips, which were careless Lifting the ground, a seemingly inadvertent movement, but it makes people's breathing tight.
Mysterious, cold, but exuding a demon-like aura.
His heart thumped almost involuntarily.
He pressed his heart, watching the other party sitting on a tall horse, and that horse was like its owner, like an invincible emperor.
Qiao Wei also thinks her mother is too handsome, those blockbuster fairy knights are so weak compared to her mother, her mother is the real cool, handsome and domineering!
Qiao Wei was so happy that she ran over in a hurry: "Mom!"
He Lanqing stretched out her slender jade hand and touched her daughter's small face: "Well, not thin."
Qiao Wei smiled happily: "Of course I haven't lost weight!" When eating with Wangshu little fat man, he can eat an extra bowl just by looking at how the little fat man eats. How could he lose weight
"Who is he?" He Lan looked at the unconscious Prince Yin on Qiao Wei's back.
Qiao Wei hurriedly said: "He may be the cousin of Mingxiu, his story is a bit long, I will talk to mother later."
He Lan nodded.
Thinking of something, Qiao Wei said again: "Mom, why are you here?"
He Lanqing's red lips curled lightly and said: "If you don't come again, won't you be bullied by a few Yeluo little bastards?"
Mentioning those miscellaneous things made Qiao Wei really choked up! Thinking that she, the dignified hermit little Dolma, was suppressed by a dead man and couldn't handle it, it was simply too abominable!
What's even worse is that the guy who stepped out injured Master Huo!
"Mother, Master is injured!"
Huo Shigong was seriously injured and unconscious. Two Xuanyi guards carried him over on a stretcher. He Lanqian probed Huo Shigong's veins and sealed his acupoints to prevent the chaotic true energy from wandering in his veins. Wei said: "Watch your master, mother will meet that thing."
Qiao Wei took it for granted, saying that she was right, she was no longer a normal person after she had practiced to that point, but thinking of the strength of the other party, Qiao Wei still reminded weakly: "Master said that is a ghost king, mother You have to be careful."
He Lanqing raised her slender fingers and blew on her nails dyed with bright red cardamom: "Ghost King? Heh, interesting."
Bu Lun was still firmly supported on the shoulders by the eight dead men with long swords. A gleaming black spear was half inserted in the Bu Lun and half exposed to the air. This spear was made of black iron. , weighing up to 100 catties, let alone shooting it, it would take a lot of effort for an ordinary person to even lift it up. Being poked by such a cold and hard weapon, the consequences are not optimistic.
There was no movement inside the step, and the surrounding area was also silent. A cool breeze blew in, making the veils dance.
Such a scene, just looking at it, makes people feel horrified.
The eldest disciple leaned against Qiao Wei's side.
Qiao Wei raised her eyebrows and said: "There has been no movement for a long time, what are you doing? Could it be dead?"
The eldest disciple said without hesitation: "Impossible! The ghost king will not die, no one in the world can kill the ghost king!"
As soon as his words fell, the black iron spear stuck in the rifle flew out of the rifle like an arrow off the string, and the speed was so fast that it was difficult for people to react.
Before the eldest disciple could understand what was going on, the spear stuck to his face and shot towards He Lanqing who was on the side with a murderous aura!
Everything happened in a blink of an eye.
The eldest disciple's heart jumped into his throat.
The spear pierced He Lanqing's heart, but He Lanqing didn't even lift his eyelids. With a flick of his fingertips, the black iron spear weighing a hundred catties bounced away, and the spear spun in mid-air. A few times, it was inserted into the ground with a bang!
There was a clank.
He Lan sat on the horseback, her cloak was blown up by the cool breeze, her face showed no superfluous expressions, but the powerful aura that belonged to her alone completely crushed the opponent's aura!
Qiao Wei instantly turned into a little girl: "Wow!"
The eldest disciple covered his chest, his heart beat even harder, he felt as if he was going to die...
The one in the stepper seemed to be completely enraged, a powerful internal force surged out of the stepper, and the eight dead men with long knives who carried the stepper couldn't hold back this powerful internal force, and the corners of their mouths overflowed Blood comes.
Qiao Wei stood behind her mother, poking her head out. The other party's internal energy was completely blocked by her mother, and she couldn't feel anything. But looking at the group of coachmen, the ghost king is going to make a big move
He Lanqing smiled disdainfully: "The ghost king in the legend only has this ability?"
The other party seemed to be completely enraged by these words, and let out a low roar, the rifle began to shake, the tassels on the gauze curtain almost shook to the sky, and the dead man with the long knife spitting out more and more Much blood.
He Lanqing sneered, stepped on the stirrup, and his vigorous figure jumped up, rushing into the step.
"Mom—" Qiao Wei yelled.
He Lanqing walked through it, grabbed a man in silver armor and a masked iron tool, flew out, and threw it to the ground viciously!
She herself turned around in the air, and fell back on the horse in a heroic manner.
The eldest disciple rubbed his eyes, suspecting that he was wrong, what did this woman do? Why did he just blink, there was an extra person on the ground
The armor on the man's chest was pierced by something, a black blood hole.
The eldest disciple looked at the spear beside him, could it be... this person... is the one who is walking, the one who is... the King of Ghosts, right
Was the Ghost King really shot? How can this be
Of course, even if he was injured, he was still the ghost king, and the aura that belonged to the ghost king was still frightening. With a sharp gaze, the eldest disciple's legs went limp!
The Ghost King stood up, he wanted to kill He Lanqing with one palm, but before he could strike, He Lanqing flew up and kicked him a hundred and eighty meters away!
He bumped into a rocky mountain, and the rocks crashed down, burying him in the rubble.
He pushed aside a stone and stretched out his hand from the ruins.
He Lanqing slapped him with a palm, causing him to withdraw his hand immediately!
He Lanqing pulled out the spear on the ground, rode on the horse, and walked over slowly.
Qiao Wei knew that this was to kill the ghost king.
Unexpectedly, when He Lanqing walked halfway, the eunuch's high-pitched communication voice sounded from the path not far away: "Concubine Rong is here—"
Qiao Wei: Hehe, this old hag can't bear to show herself at last
That's right, if he doesn't show up again, the ghost king will be killed by his mother.
If such a powerful "killer" is lost as soon as he appears on the stage, Concubine Rong will be heartbroken for several years.
Qiao Wei untied King Yin from her back and handed it to Xuanyi Wei beside her. Then, she walked up the bluestone palace road and watched a group of people walking over carrying an extremely luxurious sedan chair.
The sedan chair stopped two feet away from Qiao Wei, and the middle-aged eunuch slowly opened the curtain of the sedan chair. Concubine Rong sat in the sedan chair, her cold eyes swept across the mess, and when she saw the collapsed palace wall, she slightly Then, as if ignoring the rest of the people present, she only looked at Qiao Wei intently, and said, "Madam Ji is going to openly rebel?"
With the support of her own mother, Qiao Wei straightened her waist, put her hands behind her back, walked forward a few steps swaggeringly, and looked at her unceremoniously: "What rebellion did I do?"
Concubine Rong said coldly: "You colluded with the National Teacher Palace, hijacked the son of the palace, killed so many palace guards, and brought a group of unknown people to destroy the palace wall and trespass into the palace. What is rebellion?"
Qiao Wei snorted, raised her eyebrows and said, "I'm called a rebel? What is it called when Concubine Rong puts the emperor under house arrest?"
Concubine Rong's fingers tightened: "When did I put the emperor under house arrest? You don't want to spout blood."
Qiao Wei smiled lightly and said, "It's impossible for the emperor not to know about such a big incident. Why didn't he come forward? It's not that you put him under house arrest, what else could it be?"
Concubine Rong said bluntly: "The emperor is always in charge of everything, such a small matter is not enough for the emperor to take care of himself. The emperor entrusts me with full power to handle it. Now, I will investigate and deal with you according to the order!"
Qiao Wei said disdainfully: "You can pull it down! The emperor doesn't care, and the prince, it's your turn to be a waste concubine?"
The middle-aged eunuch jumped out, pointed at Qiao Wei's nose and said, "Bold and unreasonable! How dare you be rude to Concubine Rong—"
He Lanqing slapped her across the face.
The middle-aged eunuch was slammed into the palace wall by the huge internal force, fell heavily to the ground, convulsed, and died.
Concubine Rong looked at this scene in disbelief: "You..."
He Lanqing smiled coldly: "Is my daughter the one you can shout at?"
Concubine Rong clenched the handrails of the sedan chair.
Xuanyiwei walked over in an orderly manner, one team lined up in front of Qiao Wei, and the other team surrounded Concubine Rong and the Imperial Forest Army, drew their bows and arrows, and aimed the cold arrows at everyone's hearts.
The guards of the Royal Forest Army panicked instantly. The instincts of the martial arts practitioners told them that the martial arts of this group of soldiers in black armor were far superior to theirs, not to mention the bloodthirsty aura that seemed to be tempered on the battlefield. It makes people shudder.
Concubine Rong's face turned blue and white: "Mr. Qiao, are you really going to do this?"
Qiao Wei said: "Isn't it because you forced me to do this? You didn't let the dead soldiers kill me. How could I go against you, my mother?"
The imperial guards looked at Concubine Rong one after another, what did Madam Ji say? Concubine Rong let the soldiers kill her
Concubine Rong said sternly, "I didn't let the mortals kill you."
"That's weird. You didn't let it go. Could it be the National Teacher Hall? Madam, you can open your eyes and see clearly. The dead men on the ground belong to the National Teacher Hall. They were all killed. You It is said that I colluded with the National Teacher Hall, so who killed them? Don't say it was me, the wizard is here, he can testify for me, I am innocent!"
The eldest disciple nodded!
The Imperial Forest Army looked suspiciously at the dead soldiers on the ground. They had seen the people in the National Teacher Hall, and naturally they all recognized them, and there were still a few corpses on the ground that were their new colleagues from the Imperial Forest Army...
These colleagues seem to have fought with the dead soldiers of the National Teacher Hall. It is not surprising that the dead soldiers killed their colleagues, but it is intriguing that the dead soldiers were also killed.
Because no guard of the Royal Forest Army has the ability to kill the dead soldiers of the National Teacher Hall.
Concubine Rong's eyelashes trembled: "I will order a thorough investigation of today's matter. If someone really framed you, I will pay you back." Innocent, you go back and leave the person behind."
"Who is left behind?" Qiao Wei asked knowingly.
Concubine Rong said angrily: "My son, I am willing to let you go, so you should let my son go too."
Qiao Wei said: "His Royal Highness is willing to follow me."
Concubine Rong said: "Without the emperor's order, he cannot leave the dungeon."
Qiao Wei spread her hands: "The emperor personally ordered him to be released, have you forgotten, empress? Do you want to call the guards from the dungeon to confront him?"
The Imperial Forest Army all looked at Concubine Rong.
Concubine Rong really forgot about this matter! This matter is neither big nor small, after preparations are made, everything can be resolved, but in order to rescue the ghost king, he came out without preparation.
The corners of Concubine Rong's mouth twitched: "I now remember, there is indeed such a thing."
Qiao Wei smiled slightly: "Then, goodbye, empress."
Concubine Rong looked at King Yin in Xuanyiwei's hands unwillingly, her hands were tightly pulled into fists, but she glanced at the ghost king under the ruins, and then slowly let go of her fists.
The top priority is to keep the ghost king.
He Lanqing dragged her daughter to the horse, and Qiao Wei sat in her arms and grabbed the reins.
She hugged her daughter tightly in one hand, and held a spear in the other: "Huofeng, let's go."
The steed stepped on the collapsed palace wall, and walked out gracefully and arrogantly.
Concubine Rong glanced at the backs of the crowd, immediately stepped out of the sedan chair, rushed to the ruins, and lifted the stones away piece by piece with her bare hands, hugged the ghost into her arms, and lifted his mask: "Ghost king, ghost king!"
The ghost king was seriously injured, but his life was still there.
She breathed a long sigh of relief.
Unexpectedly, the breath was not finished yet, a gleaming black spear flew from the sky, directly pierced the ghost king's eyebrows, and instantly pierced the ghost king's head!
The ghost king froze, his arms drooped...
Concubine Rong collapsed and roared like crazy: "Ghost king, ghost king, ghost king—"