Hongjiang Water Palace.

Deep in the blue waves, a huge blue dragon with his head raised and his tail raised, stretched out his beard and carefully held a corpse into the crystal hall. At that moment, there was a turtle-like appearance, and Luang Po came up to greet him.

"Your Majesty, this trip is still smooth, nothing happened?"

Luang Pi asked anxiously.

If the Heavenly Court ordered the business to be done, if the matter was done, it would be possible to ask the immortals to plead and give gifts. However, this time the matter was secretly entrusted by the Western Lingshan Mountain, and there would be no problem at all.

Especially, what a powerful man like Guanyin Bodhisattva personally told him, the family could not be exhausted.

"It's okay, the body is basically complete, the soul has not yet left the body, and Hei Bai Wuchang dares not approach him. He is not dead, so bring the treasure."

The old Dragon King of Hongjiang shook his body and turned into a dragon-headed old man. He let out a long sigh, took a bright pearl from Luang Po and placed it in the mouth of the body of "Chen Guangrui".

I saw white lights flashing.

The corpse, which was originally ugly, gradually recovered a little vitality. The bones on the neck grew up, and the expression became peaceful. The breathing was even and slow, as if in a dark and sweet sleep.

The old dragon king stroked his beard and chuckled, "With this Tan Mengzhu protecting his body, Chen Guangrui was considered a blessing in disguise, and he would never suffer from any disease from then on.

Eighteen years later, it would be a great merit to wake him up.

The Bodhisattva’s mercy actually gave me a fortune. It’s really gratifying. Prime Minister, from today on three days of the grand banquet, I will celebrate it well.”

"Yes, congratulations to the prince."

The old turtle bent down and responded with a smile, turned around and went to arrange food and drinks.

Eighteen years are one-third of the life for ordinary people, but for the demons of the aquatic race who have a long life, such as the Dragon King of Hongjiang, it is just a time to take a nap.

I thought that I would not be able to obtain a lot of merit in a short time, and from then on, I would go further in my cultivation.

The old dragon king laughed out loud.

After laughing, I carefully prepared the incense table, chanted the name of the Bodhisattva, and silently reported today's affairs in my heart. After hearing a few sings of Sanskrit in my ears, I felt relieved.

He moved "Chen Guangrui" to his bedroom, put it in a crystal coffin, and prepared to wait day and night, and never leave him.

...

The river boats flow downstream and gradually disappeared from afar.

In the water grass by the river, a long thin tube poked out of the water surface. After a while, a wet head appeared.

Then he exposed his upper body, but it turned out to be a strong young man wearing black water.

The young man narrowed his eyes, looked around, slowly spit out a sip of water, swam to the shore, rushed into the forest, and ran overnight.

When I arrived outside the Wanhua Shop, I took off my horse and ran wildly. I walked straight to a place in the middle of the night and reported loudly.

The candles in the house were brilliant, and an old man with gray hair was sitting upright on a tiger-skin chair, holding a roll in one hand, looking carefully.

"Prince, as expected, the legitimate son of the Li family in the Duke of England's mansion had already killed Aunt Chen, took the documentary of taking office, and pretended to be the substitute."

“…go down.”

Yin Kaishan finally raised his head, with a slightly old look between his eyebrows, and waved his hand.

After the man in black retreated, the old prime minister sighed, "Jiao'er, I can only do this for my father. Please be blessed."

Some things cannot be hidden from others.

The court is more dangerous than the battlefield.

Even as the prime minister, he is actually unable to do so.

However, it’s good that everyone can understand it.

What the emperor needs is a prime minister who is neither friends nor friends.

What my daughter needs is a lover who will never leave her.

And what about the British Duke's Mansion?

Also got what they wanted.

The legitimate son died of serious illness and no one will ever succeed from then on. I believe he will be able to live a long life without being suspicious.

In this way, everyone is happy.

Many years ago, Yin Kaishan hoped to meet a wise king and be able to show his ambitions.

When I am about to grow old, I hope I will not meet a wise king.

...

"unlucky."

Li Wuding had no idea what was happening in secret.

After he killed "Chen Guangrui" with a few sticks, he let out a sigh of anger, scooped water in the river, and washed his hands carefully.

Yin Wenjiao has always admired Li Wuding's obsession with cleanliness, and often looks at him with a joke.

However, at this moment, under the light and shadow of the oil lamp, she didn't think it was ridiculous, but instead felt chill in her heart.

‘Maybe, this is the true color of the generals on the battlefield.’

The hideousness of Li Wuding's master and servant when he killed someone still scared her a little.

After all, although she came from a prime minister family, she had experienced many things, but when she saw someone being beaten to death and killed in front of her, one of them had a sweet love with her last night, and she felt a little sad.

For some reason, I felt a little afraid of the heroic and strong man in front of me.

Li Wuding washed his hands and hugged him forward and told the pain of separation from lovesickness these days.

Yin Wenjiao took a step back inadvertently...

Li Wanding was slightly stunned, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and then he laughed: "Look at me, I forgot that I was still wearing the dirty clothes of my husband, and I almost became abrupt."

Li Wuding has always been dedicated to doing things in full play.

To pretend to be a stern husband, you have to look like a stern husband.

Of course, you must also act like a top scholar.

After saying that, he brought the Chu Xin official uniforms prepared in advance and entered the cabin, preparing to wash his body and change his original appearance.

As soon as I entered the cabin, I saw a person in front of me looking at him with a smile.

Even though Li Wuding has been through many battles and is from a wealthy family, he is used to being treacherous and dangerous, and his heart is beating in his throat at this time.

Without thinking, he drew a knife and slashed it quickly.

The sword light was as fast as snow, faster than a blink of an eye.

With his third-level Wushu Sect's strength, he can mobilize the vitality of heaven and earth, gather his body, and practice the level of iron and steel. He is confident that even if there is a ghost in front of him, he can still slash it with one knife.

The blood evil spirit of the general can destroy evil spirits and kill ghosts, and it will be invincible.

It turns out that there is no ghost in front of you.

But it's even harder to deal with than a ghost.

The sword force broke through the wind and roared, slashing to the side of the shadow's neck, and suddenly stopped.

Li Wuding's body also stopped moving.

He was completely frozen in his original place, and the air around him squeezed and bound like a mountain, making people unable to move.

The energy of heaven and earth that I feel on weekdays can never be felt at this moment.

Even the qi and blood in the body have solidified and breathing is extremely difficult.

"You are not Chen Guangrui, who are you?"

Li Wuding roared angrily.

There was already fear in my eyes.

"Young Master's words are boring. I am not Chen Guangrui, who else can I be? The hit just now hurts so much."

Yang Lin's eyes were slightly cold: "If you want a woman, just get married. Even if there are difficulties, it doesn't matter if you elope.
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