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Chapter 228 Lang Fei

It was dawn, and the singing of crickets came from Taiqing Palace.

The eunuchs were used to it and were not surprised. They still worked hard and cleared the jade steps, completely unaware that the Taiqing Palace had turned upside down.

Emperor Kuang sat upright on the tallest golden dragon chaise, looking motionlessly at the same motionless crickets in the cage. The crickets beside him saw the death of the same kind, and they were not sad about the death of the rabbit and the fox. They had long seen such a scene, and they still flapped their wings and roared, as if they were gloating. The emperor on the dragon chaise looked even more ugly.

There were no ministers or eunuchs in the Taiqing Palace, only the crickets he raised.

Yuan Sanlang, strange bat guest, bitter fox, ghost big... The name of the legendary master is engraved on the back of the cricket. Every time a person dies, the crickets in the cage will die suddenly. I thought that these crickets would usher in the triumph of ten years later with him, and then kill them in exchange for compromise and integrity in order to achieve eternal prosperity in order to achieve eternal prosperity of the country. Who would have thought that in less than half a month, the crickets he carefully raised died one by one, and their lives are connected. In other words, four of the nine young men carefully selected from the secret palace have fallen.

"When man and heaven fight, no one will be an opponent. But all I want is Dakuang's fate. Could it be that you will not leave it to me?"

The sound of teeth rubbing sounded, and the emperor who had been in power for twenty-two years suddenly raised his head, his sharp and tyrannical eyes crossed the Taiqing Palace and shot straight into the sky.

Clouds flowing high in the sky, bringing a picture in Emperor Kuang's mind that even he was fascinated by.

The moon rises and the people are graceful. There are three thousand famous harems in the harem, but it is not as good as the glance when the veil falls.

"Sima family, is this the big gift you prepared? I want to use this girl to harm my royal family... Instead of giving it to me, it is better to give it to me."

Closed his eyes, Emperor Kuang took a deep breath, as if he was smelling something, his anger gradually subsided and he chuckled.

The emperor has the world in the left hand and the beauty in the right hand, and the beauty in the right hand is indispensable.

Yuan Sanlang and Qibake died at the hands of stepping stones. Emperor Kuang was relieved and was sent to the legendary masters of Wu, Qin and Zhongdu to implant the secret realm Taoist talisman. The legendary masters who encountered and saw them when they were born could be clearly transmitted back to Beijing. Although Gui Da and Kuhu'er also broke the Gui Da and Kuhu'er, they accidentally saw Sima Jin's true appearance, which was a compensation for Emperor Kuang, which was worth much more than the two legendary masters.

"The eight hundred ghost army scouts in the palm of his hand forced Kuhu'er to death... I thought that Princess Ice in the Sima family was just a more powerful girl, but she didn't expect that she would have a demonic face that would confuse people in troubled times. She was really a serious family... Even most ghosts were confused. In this way, even immortals, gods and demons could not escape unscathed."

The smile on his face became stronger and stronger. Emperor Kuang tapped his finger lightly. Soon, the yellow bell rang and the sound of footsteps came from a distance.

The gate of Taiqing Palace slowly opened, the old eunuch bowed his waist and walked in carefully, his eyes falling on the body of the emperor playing with crickets. A trace of mockery flashed in his eyes. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, do you have to pay an early court today?"

"Morning court?"

The emperor, who had a lot of fun, raised his head and looked confused: "What is morning court?"

The eunuch was slightly stunned, then smiled bitterly and muffled: "The servant told Sikong and Situ to discuss it myself today."

After saying that, the eunuch chief kowtowed three more times and stepped back with tactfulness.

"Yes, how are you preparing for your marriage with the Sima family in Wuzhong?"

One foot had already left the threshold, and Emperor Kuang's casual voice came from his ears. The old eunuch was surprised, but he still said in a lot of silence: "Report to Your Majesty, the marriage between the seventh lady of the Sima family and the ninth prince will be better..."

Before he could finish speaking, Emperor Kuang waved impatiently: "I'll do it earlier."

The eunuch was stunned, but he didn't dare to explain anything to the unpredictable emperor. He laughed and said, "Yes, I'll tell the ninth prince."

Sighing inwardly, the boss held back the impatientness in his heart and was about to leave, when Emperor Kuang heard the voice that could not be heard in his ears.

"I am rumored to enthrone Sima Jin, the seventh daughter of the Sima family, as Concubine Lang, and Xuan will enter the palace today."

He raised his head suddenly, and the eunuch general looked at the emperor who continued to concentrate on teasing crickets in disbelief. He opened his mouth and buried his head after a long time.

"Slaves obey the order."

The palace gate closed again. With the sound of crickets singing their wings, the emperor sitting on the dragon throne smiled meaningfully, took out a piece of jade from his arms and pointed it into the void.

In the air in front of him, two copper doors appeared. The door opened, and there was a red road inside. At the end of the red road was the palace on the cliff.

Emperor Kuang narrowed his eyes slightly and waited without any rush. After a long time, a slender figure walked out of the door, danced lightly with his purple skirt and knelt on his knees.

"See Your Majesty."

The purple dragon girl is neither humble nor arrogant.

"Go to Wuzhong immediately and order to take action and use your magical method of Tianlong to help the Sima family control Sima Jin."

Emperor Kuang said calmly.

"I accept the order."

The purple dragon girl stood up and was about to leave when an inexplicable voice came from behind.

"Would Langke have any abnormal movement?"

My heart beat slightly, and two smears of pink clouds flew up from the purple dragon girl's cheeks, which quietly faded away as she turned around.

"Report to Your Majesty, except for crazy words, he is very honest."

"This is very good. If it is hard, it will be broken; if it is soft, it will be timid. If it is hard and soft, it will be a good match. His life is the top fate in Dakuang, and it will have great uses in the future."

Listening to Emperor Kuang's words, the purple dragon girl felt a little confused in her heart, but she still nodded.

"If this person can truly surrender to me, he will give him whatever he wants, including yourself."

Hearing this, the purple dragon girl's delicate body trembled slightly, and complex flashed in her eyes. She bowed calmly and turned around and said she was leaving.

Another arrangement was settled again. As long as Sima Jin and Langke were in hand, Dakuang's luck would be very good as long as they had these two people in hand.

Emperor Kuang thought with satisfaction that although one or two variables were inevitable, the four legendary masters were defeated, but for this game it was just a trivial wave. The legendary masters were also divided into strengths and weaknesses. These four people were the bottom ones among the legendary masters. With these four people as a lesson, I think the rest would be a little more concerned.

After thinking about it again, Emperor Kuang found no flaws again.

Among the secret mirror Taoist talismans, the Qin State and Zhongdu, four legendary masters have all taken their positions, and the unsurprising killing on the Xijiang River is coming to an end.

"After all, the crickets I raised are stronger."

After a smile, Emperor Kuang restrained his skills, dissipated the mirror image in his mind, and leaned on the dragon throne and fell asleep with his clothes.

......

The silver spear came out and returned without success. With the sound of gurgling water, the silver spear flew away again.

An Bochen looked at the tiger's mouth, which was shattered by blood, endured the pain and clenched Wuxie, looked up at the boy with white hair like a giant ape, swallowed his breath and stepped forward.

Wuxie. Thunder Tide.

The overwhelming purple thunder was flooding like a tide, carrying three thousand kilograms of powerful force, but the boy curled up, his white hair stood up like a hedgehog, blocking Lei Chao with a sarcastic smile on his lips, staring at An Bochen playfully. The look of An Bochen had seen that look in Yuan Sanlang's eyes, and in the eyes of Qibake.
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