Da Liang's ministers are like small quails, and they have a diverse shrinking. If they are cold, they dare not speak. They stand on the main hall and look at the fake Zhu Youwen still sitting next to the dragon chair, crying one by one.
The bloody scene that just killed the corpse, and the head of the Xuanming church in the place when the upper hall was on the side of them, full of bad people on the side of them, the Daliangri soldiers who were strong and persistent outside the hall, all of them, all of which were all stubbornly and persistently.
These officials scared these officials.
"Come, lift up." Li Xingyun stood in the middle of the hall, between the two rows of ministers, carrying his hands, facing the dragon chair to Yutai and the unmanned dragon chair, standing straight.
As their words just fell, several Xuanming Church came out with a large wooden box until they came to the Jiaolan Hall, and they put the boxes filled with various types and various materials on the temple.
The wooden box "一" fell on the Jiaolan Hall, so that the people of Liang Guochen could not help but tremble.
"This is the evidence of the large and small ministers who are related to the affiliate Zhu Youzheng's house!"
I laughed twice: "…… 了 ..."
Then the palm of his hand was loose, and Ren Na Jian fell on the ground.
When raising his hand, another volume, throwing it on the ground, Li Xingyun looked at the Liang Guochen workers in the hall.
Liang Guochen, who was swept by his eyes, did not dare to breathe. After Li Xingyun moved away, he dared to wipe his forehead sweat tremblingly.
"The adults said, what should these people deal with?
Is it the Jiu Jiu tribe? Or let him get the death of that inch of scales? Or, let him taste the means of our Xuanming religion? "
A group of Liang Guochen workers were even more frightened.
"Also invite His Royal Highness to decide." Li Xingyun looked at the fake Zhu Youwen on the Royal Terrace, and said.
"Uh, ah ...
It ’s better to burn it." The fake Zhu Youwen spoke, and the road of baba. At this moment, he was doing his best to think about the things that bad people explained to him yesterday.
This words fell into many people who were already dead, like the sound of natural sounds, and it was extremely pleasant. In the past, she had abandoned Zhu Youwen's cowardly courtiers.
His Royal Highness is their light!
At this time, fake Zhu Youwen sat next to the dragon chair and could no longer say a word.
It's too nervous, forget the words.
"During the battle of Guandu, there were many people who wrote a letter to Yuan Shao under His Majesty of Cao Cao. After Cao Cao defeated Yuan Shao, he seized these letters. Cao Cao burned all of them.
His Royal Highness, is it necessary to imitate the ancients?
Ke Chen is worried, there will be ... "Li Xingyun looked at the fake Zhu Youwen who couldn't jump out of a word on the stage.
Open the words that should have been read by the fake Zhu Youwen.
Before the words were finished, it was interrupted by the words of the court officials in the palace.
"His Royal Highness ascended to the throne, bless me!" Among the crowd, an official wearing an official robe fell to the ground, a heavy head on the ground, and even the black hats on his head were lost.
"Please ascend the throne of the second Royal Highness, bless me."
As more and more people fell to the ground, the entire Jiaolan Hall, there were only this sound left.
The corner of the mouth under the mask of Li Xingyun, the operation method, the body disappeared in place, came to the outside of Jiaolan, Yang Yan, Yang Miao and Meng Po's side.
"Yang Yan, Yang Miao, the two of you came with this seat, and His Royal Highness had to give it to you alone." The deep voice came out from the mask.
Yang Yan and Yang Miao looked at each other, then looked at Li Xingyun in front of him, nodded.
Li Xingyun glanced at Meng Po deeply before leaving. Meng Po helped Panlong's head and bowed his head, saying that he knew it.
Nympho
The gallery seems to be a wonderful passage in the time tunnel. The high -hanging lanterns on both sides reflect its magnificence and solemn. Strolling in it, like walking in the long river of history, feeling the precipitation of the years and the gorgeousness of the years. The beautiful arched arch.
The shape of the ceiling, carved with gorgeous flowers and exquisite patterns, looks particularly elegant.
This is the palace of the beam, which is extremely luxurious.
Three people, walking in the palace.
Li Xingyun was the first, walking in front of him, wearing a black suit, a mask, and behind his body, he was holding a weapon, the soul Dou Luo brothers on the upper body ... Keke, Yang Yan, Yang Miao, Yang Miao.
For a long time, Li Xingyun stopped.
Yang Yan and Yang Miao looked at each other and stopped.
"Master of the capital, what do I need to do with my brother?" Yang Yan was a little acute. He looked at the capital in front of him, and said anxiously.
Is it going to check the question of Meng Po? Their brothers couldn't wait to remove Meng Po to feed the dog.
"Lord Yudu but instructed that my brother went to Tang and danced, and he didn't say anything." Yang Miao simply faced loyalty. Like Yang Yan, after seeing Li Xingyun urged Jiuyou Xuan Tian's magical power, he gave him to him.
There is no doubt in identity.
Li Xingyun turned and faced Yang Yan and Yang Miao in front of him, while taking off the mask slowly, he said with his original sound: "I want two to help me go to Yin Cao Difu to find out.
"
Yang Yan and Yang Miao were at a loss for a while, but after seeing the face after seeing the mask, they were surprised.
"Li Xingyun!"
Yang Yan and Yang Miao exclaimed, looking at Li Xingyun in front of him, he couldn't believe it.
Before the other party reacted, Li Xingyun had already urged Jiuyou Xuan Tian Divine Gong, came to the gesture of the yin, surrounded by black gas, his body was in front of Yang Miao, raised his hand to hold his neck, and put it up.
Yang Yan was retired by Li Xingyun Zhou's body. At this moment, Li Xingyun had urged Jiuyou Xuan Tian Divine and began to absorb Yang Miao's internal strength.
"Ah!" Yang Miao twisted and screamed in pain. At the same time, his original exquisite figure began to lose weight.
Seeing this, Yang Yan was shocked, and he could no longer care about the gap between strength, condensed internal force, and the flames in the palm were rolling, extremely hot, and took a picture of Fusheng Shen Gong enough to easily melt the iron and iron, and hit Li Xingyun behind him.
Li Xingyun ignored it. It was not until Yang Yan took the side of Li Xingyun's side that he found that his palm was blocked by Li Xingyun's body yin and exogenous internal force.
Caused a slightest impact.
"You can't break my exercises, let alone my internal force!
Xuanmingjiao no longer needs your followers, but your internal force of your yin and yang laughed. "As a saying, Li Xingyun made a slight force and shocked Yang Ye's shape.
Because the gap between the skill was too large, Yang Yan was injured by the power of this anti -earthquake, flying down, and hemorrhage, fell to the ground, and when he looked up, he had turned into a corpse's body.