In the distant sky, a thin rope was spread flat in the sky. Su Yun sat on the rope and looked at the Prime Minister's Mansion from afar.
It was brightly lit there.
What was strange was that there was only one coffin in the courtyard, and no one else.
What was even more bizarre was that around the Prime Minister's Mansion, on both sides of the interconnected streets, there were people everywhere in the shadows!
No one made a sound, they just pricked up their ears, listening attentively to the movements in the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Last night was already extremely weird, but this night was even weirder than last night.
"Xue Qingfu is here."
Su Yun perked up and whispered, "This person can only be him."
His clothes on his shoulders fluttered, and Yingying came out from under his neck and stuck her head out to look around.
It was windy tonight. Although the book monster Yingying had wings, they were made of paper, so she could only hide in his collar.
"There are still people in the sky!" Yingying whispered.
Su Yun looked around and saw a shadow flying in the sky. It should be the wings transformed by the magic power. There should be many people in the capital who can see that this night is dangerous, so they are all waiting for this battle.
However, not many people could predict Xue Qingfu's arrival.
"I wonder if Mr. Shui Jing expected Xue Qingfu to get involved in this battle."
Su Yun looked into the distance and saw some strange shadows on the distant buildings. They should also be masters of Dongdu. He whispered: "Xue Qingfu and Wen Guanshan will suffer together. If Wen Guanshan dies tonight, then tomorrow night will be the day Xue Qingfu dies. Therefore, Xue Qingfu must protect Wen Guanshan no matter what!"
Yingying didn't take these to heart and said, "I sensed the human demon, as well as the evil and twisted human nature."
Su Yun's heart moved slightly, and he looked around and finally saw the girl Wutong.
The woman stood on top of a building called Shenxianju, on top of the dragon's head, her hand on the dragon's horn, her red dress fluttering behind her.
In this night, everything is black, only the lights and her red dress reflect a different color.
Su Yun retracted his gaze and thought to himself, "Wu Tong is getting stronger. Dongdu is simply a devil's cave, full of filth. Somehow, I feel that she is the only clean one in this filth."
He couldn't help but laugh.
That is a human-demon, the most evil and demonic creature in the world. Wherever it passes, disasters occur and countless people are killed and injured. Why do I feel that she is the only clean one
"Could it be that I have been bewitched by her?"
Su Yun felt a chill in his heart. The legendary human demon was indeed good at bewitching people and confusing all living things. Throughout history, there were traces of human demons behind every natural disaster that caused huge casualties, countless man-made disasters that killed and injured, and wars that left corpses everywhere.
Whenever a human demon appears anywhere, the spiritualists become extremely nervous and try to get rid of it as soon as possible.
Could it be that his faith in the Tao is not strong enough, and he has been unknowingly influenced by the human demon Wutong
He saw the human-demon Wutong, and Wutong also sensed him.
The next moment, Hong Shang passed in front of Su Yun, and the girl Wu Tong walked barefoot on the golden fairy rope, grabbing the rope with her toes to avoid falling, and walked towards him.
"Master Su, Mr. Shuijing is extremely evil right now."
Wutong came over: "He has been corrupted by Dongdu. The demonized Qiu Shuijing will show an extremely terrifying side tonight!"
Su Yun snorted coldly and was about to speak when Yingying suddenly said excitedly, "Mr. Shui Jing is here!"
Su Yun didn't bother to argue with her and looked towards the villa of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
From his position, he could see almost everything below. The lights in the Prime Minister's Mansion were bright, and he could see it clearly.
Su Yun looked down from above and saw Mr. Shui Jing, dressed in blue, holding a paper umbrella, with his other hand empty, walking towards him from the other end of the street.
There was nothing covering his face, only the shadow of the paper umbrella cast over the moonlight, shading the area above his lips.
However, anyone could tell from his walking posture that he was Qiu Shuijing, Censor Qiu, one of the three highest officials of the dynasty!
In the darkness on both sides of the street, the masters held their breath and dared not make any movement.
Although they were hiding in the dark, they could not hide from masters like Qiu Shuijing, nor from other people who were also hiding in the dark.
The strange thing was that Qiu Shuijing seemed not to see them, and the other people in the darkness seemed unable to see each other, let alone Qiu Shuijing.
"This is Dongdu!"
Su Yun looked at this scene and suddenly felt an inexplicable fear: "What a terrible place! In this power-hungry metropolis, this is not a secret assassination, but an open murder!"
It was so absurd and bizarre that it made him feel sad.
He used to be a blind man, but he had a clear conscience. However, those masters in Dongdu and those wealthy families had good eyesight but they pretended to be blind!
"Are Mr. Shuijing's reforms really useful? Can they really save this country?"
He suddenly had a strong emotion, which was a doubt. He doubted whether Qiu Shuijing was really able to turn the tide and save the collapsing building!
"But Mr. Shuijing is right. He is the only one in Yuan Shuo's era who can come up with a plan to save the country. Zuo Pushe can't come up with it, and Saint Xue can't come up with it. Prime Minister Wen's plan is even more ridiculous."
Su Yun calmed down and said silently in his heart: "If Mr. Shui Jing's reforms cannot change Yuan Shuo, then what about my path? What is my path?"
"Mr. Shuijing went in!" Yingying said.
Su Yun put his thoughts aside and looked down, only to see Qiu Shuijing push open the door of the villa and turn around to close it.
He walked towards the mourning hall where Wen Guanshan's coffin was placed, as if he had come to his own home, familiar with the place.
Su Yun's heart became nervous. Although he knew that Qiu Shuijing was extremely powerful, the one guarding Wen Guanshan's coffin was, after all, Saint Xue of Xue Qing Mansion, and Han Jun, the three saints in one, the ultimate winner of the Longling Burial Case!
Although Yingying told him that Xue Qingfu was also seriously injured, even if Xue Qingfu was seriously injured, he was still an unfathomable Saint of the Original Dao!
Qiu Shuijing's realm is just to conquer the saints, verify the saints' unique skills, and develop his own unique skills. Can he be a match for Xue Qingfu
"Besides, Wen Guanshan may not be dead yet!" Su Yun's breathing was a little rapid.
"Teacher." Qiu Shuijing came to the mourning hall, put away his paper umbrella, and bowed to Xue Qingfu.
Xue Qingfu looked up, and Yingying was able to see his face. She whispered, "It's Xue Jinchao! The Minister of Rites during the reign of Emperor Ai!"
Su Yun was slightly startled and looked down, only to see that Xue Qingfu's face at this moment was not Xue Qingfu, but the face of Xue family's second-generation saint Xue Jinchao.
In Tiandaoyuan, there is a sculpture of Xue Jinchao.
"He didn't use his own face. Besides not wanting others to see Xue Qingfu's face, there was another reason, which was that Xue Qingfu was too seriously injured."
A terrifying thought occurred to Su Yun: "If he puts on Xue Jinchao's mask, his injuries may be alleviated a lot. That mask should be his spiritual weapon, or even a body that has been refined into a spiritual weapon, a spiritual body!"
Yingying learned from the conversation between Di Ping and Qiu Shuijing that Xue Qingfu, Wen Guanshan, Daosheng and Shengfo were all severely injured, and Xue Qingfu should not have much strength.
Therefore, this is a great opportunity to wipe out all political enemies in one fell swoop and implement your own reform path!
But if Xue Qingfu's spiritual soldiers were those masks, Xue Qingfu's physical injuries would be healed, leaving only spiritual injuries!
In this situation, Xue Qingfu is actually the strongest one!
"Good disciple."
Xue Qingfu smiled and said, "It's worth my time to teach you in Tiandao Academy. In the past, you were always too soft-hearted and unwilling to kill. That's not what a real man should do. But tonight, you made me change my mind about you. What do you think your chances are of winning against me?"
"I once told Your Majesty that I have a 60% chance of winning against the teacher, but if the teacher comes first, then it's 90%."
Qiu Shuijing said calmly, "Teacher, you don't know that I have thoroughly studied the skills of the two saints of the Xue family. In addition, when you took action in Shuofang, you exposed your cultivation and supernatural powers. Your body of the Three Saints is no secret to me. In addition, a few days ago, the "Sixteen Chapters of the True Dragon" that your longevity depends on was made public by Su Shaoshi. Although it has not been long, I have still found many flaws in it in these days."
Xue Qingfu's face gradually became gloomy, and the smile on his face slowly disappeared.
"In addition, the teacher was seriously injured in the battle with Prime Minister Wen. Even if he changed his face, he could not change his spirit. The teacher's fighting power was reduced to 60% out of 10. Therefore, the student has a 90% chance of winning." Qiu Shuijing concluded.
Xue Qingfu laughed loudly, slowly moved his feet, stood in front of Wen Guanshan's coffin, and said lightly: "You are worthy of being my good disciple. You have surpassed me. But even if I only have 60% of my strength, with Prime Minister Wen, I will still win."
He looked around, searching for Di Ping's whereabouts, and said leisurely: "Your Majesty is also in the dark, right? You alone are not strong enough to challenge me and Prime Minister Wen. This time, Your Majesty will definitely take action, but Your Majesty's cultivation is only at the level of a conquering saint. Even if you use immortal arts, you can't kill me and Prime Minister Wen!"
Qiu Shuijing shook his head and said, "Teacher's prediction is wrong. His Majesty is not here, but in the palace."
Xue Qingfu was stunned, his eyes full of suspicion: "In the palace?"
Qiu Shuijing nodded and said, "I will arrange for Your Majesty to wait for someone in the palace."
"Waiting for someone?"
Xue Qingfu's voice was a little hoarse: "Who is he waiting for?"
"Your Majesty is waiting for the person in the coffin."
Qiu Shuijing said calmly, "During the day, I stabbed the coffin with a sword and found that there was a dead person in the coffin. The real Prime Minister Wen has already escaped. You thought you were working with him, but you didn't know that he left you here to die, while he went straight to Huanglong to kill the emperor. And all this..."
Xue Qingfu's face changed drastically. He suddenly turned around, pulled out a sword from the coffin, and chopped it down with one sword. The coffin broke apart!
There was a corpse lying in the coffin. It was Wen Guanshan’s corpse!
But this corpse has no life at all!
"It's all under my control!"
Qiu Shuijing's voice came, with endless indifference: "Teacher, I have learned better than you!"
Beside Su Yun, Wutong exclaimed: "Qiu Shuijing is a great man. Even if he has fallen into a demon, he is still a great demon among demons!"
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