Song Baige said: "Good Luck Boy, you don't want to cause a fight between the two parties because of yourself, right? If you do it, the eunuchs at Yuqing Palace will not stand idly by."
Everyone looked forward to the good luck.
The lucky student looked gloomy, and after a while, he said: "Brother Meng, go in first, I'll wait."
Meng Huaichuan sighed, reached out and patted the lucky student on the shoulder, and said: "Don't worry, I will make it up to you."
Later, Meng Huaichuan picked a few friends with good family backgrounds, and together with Li Qingxian, they entered the gate and walked inside.
Meng Huaichuan sighed and said: "Brother Ye, Lucky Life used to be just a young and frivolous thing, but it's different now. Just give him a chance."
Arriving in front of the gate of the Yuqing Palace courtyard, Li Qingxian stopped and shouted: "Brother Lin, come over here and have a chat."
Lin Zhenyuan walked over and stood still like an iron tower.
The other people recognized each other and walked away, leaving only three people standing in front of the door.
Li Qingxian said: "There are some things I didn't want to say at first. But do you two understand some numerology?"
Meng Huaichuan laughed and said: "My father forced me to learn it when I was a child. I don't know how to use it, but I know a lot."
"I don't understand, but I hear a lot." Lin Zhenyuan said.
Li Qingxian said: "Have you ever heard of the Eighteen Sons of the Tianming Sect?"
Both of them changed their expressions.
To ordinary people, this is a secret, but to these powerful people, this situation is very famous because the Destiny Sect has used it many times.
Li Qingxian said: "I can't go into details. It's like I'm stirring up trouble or something. Some things are not as simple as they seem. Even if this is Yuqing Palace, you two can just stand here. Say goodbye."
Meng Huaichuan wanted to ask, but when he saw that Li Qingxian had turned around, he took back his words.
Watching Li Qingxian enter the square in front of the palace, Meng Huaichuan asked: "Is what he said true or false?"
Lin Zhenyuan laughed and said: "You kept saying good luck and extraordinary luck along the way, and that you are the savior of the team. How come you are here and he says the same thing, but you don't believe it anymore?"
"Does Good Luck know this?"
"He?" Lin Zhenyuan stopped talking.
Meng Huaichuan looked at the back of Li Qingxian who was getting away, and fell into deep thought.
Li Qingxian entered the square in front of the palace and saw that Shen Xiaoyi was still casting spells, with sweat dripping from his small nose and a faint white steam floating above his head.
Li Qingxian sighed in his heart, the Destiny Sect's methods were indeed extraordinary.
Li Qingxian used his fortune-telling skills and raised his head to look at the sky.
In the half of the broken cauldron, the golden python raised its head high and stared at Shen Xiaoyi who was lowered.
Invisible forces surged from top to bottom like torrential river water.
Shen Xiaoyi was like a fisherman caught in the raging waves, struggling to cope.
Li Qingxian waited quietly. Suddenly, there was another noise outside the door.
Li Qingxian walked out, followed by Meng Huaichuan. When he walked to the door, he saw the smile on the lucky man's face fleeting.
Li Qingxian looked outside and saw three teams arranged in three directions.
The leader of one team was a swordsman with a sword scabbard and a bun on his head, whom he met on the way.
The other team is the puppet cultivator team we just saw, with Black and White Wuchang sitting on white paper horses.
The third team turned out to be demon cultivators, and the team was exactly the same ones who went to the Lawn Palace before.
In front of the ruined monument, Gu Huizi was severely injured by the electro-negative drummer. But at this moment, Gu Huizi had completely recovered. There were thorns on his head, his eyes were green, and his whole body was as smooth as white jade. All his injuries were gone.
What was different from before was that there seemed to be countless bugs swarming under Gu Huizi's skin, the big ones were like thumbnails and the small ones were like flies.
His skin seemed to have become a passage for insects, and the dense bulges were constantly moving and never ending.
Li Qingxian had goosebumps all over his body and his scalp was numb.
Most people looked at Gu Fuzi in the same way, with horror and disgust that could not be concealed.
"What these bugs did is really disgusting." Lin Zhenyuan opened his mouth and cursed.
The sword repairman scabbard said: "I really want to crush those bugs with one foot, the chirping sound must be very nice."
The air suddenly became colder.
The demon monk behind Gu Huizi glared at the two of them.
The lucky man frowned.
Li Qingxian said loudly: "According to the order of the prince, no one can enter the East Palace. The leader of the Yuqing Palace, Mao Shigao, ordered me to recruit a small number of righteous men to guard the East Palace. Friends of the Puppet Cultivator and Sword Cultivator can each send five people to enter the gate. Do not
Let Xiaoxiao hit the prince."
"Thank you, Brother Ye." The scabbard selected four people and entered the door.
Black and White Wuchang also selected three people and then entered.
Gu Huizi walked forward. Li Qingxian pointed at Gu Huizi and said to the two guards: "This person is afraid of colluding with assassins and disturbing the harem. Please stop him, brother guards."
"yes!"
The two guards drew their long knives and pointed them at Gu Huizi.
"The rest of you are waiting, retreat immediately!"
Gu Huizi slowly took out a waist badge from his hand and said: "The noble concubine ordered me to come and enter Yuqing Palace to protect the prince."
Lin Zhenyuan whispered: "Do you believe it now?"
Meng Huaichuan glanced at the lucky man and said nothing.
Li Qingxian said: "According to the order of the prince, no one else is allowed to enter Yuqing Palace. Since you belong to the imperial concubine, please guard at the door."
"You won't let me enter the palace?" Gu Huizi narrowed his eyes.
Li Qingxian smiled and said: "As long as you have the crown prince to save your life, the guards will let you go immediately."
"You want to force me to take action?" Gu Huizi narrowed his eyes.
"I want it too!" The scabbard stepped out of the threshold.
This sword cultivator was already extremely handsome. Now every time he takes a step, a layer of faint light appears on the surface of his skin. After taking five steps, the light all over his body converges into a sharp sword light. The dust under his feet seems to have been swept by a sharp blade.
Scattered in all directions.
"They have all been promoted as major repairmen, and I also want to compete." Lin Zhenyuan also stepped over the threshold.
Inside and outside the gate of Yuqing Palace, everything was silent.
Everyone knows about the conflict between martial arts cultivators and demon cultivators, but no one expected that Sword Sheath and Dongyue would be so fierce, and would take action before they even had a disagreement.
Li Qingxian smiled at Gu Fuzi, showing his teeth, and said: "If you step on the steps, I will kill you in front of the door."
Li Qingxian's teammates moved closer and stood behind Li Qingxian.
Gu Fuzi narrowed his eyes.
In the Criminal Department, the two had a fight.
In front of the ruined monument, the two of them exchanged another move.
Unexpectedly, there was another disturbance outside the gate of the East Palace.
Suddenly, Qiu Ye, who was in the square in front of the palace, hurried over and whispered: "There is something going on."
Li Qingxian ordered the guards: "If he dares to take a step forward again, kill him!"
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Gu Huizi looked at Li Qingxian's back and hesitated to take a step.
Li Qingxian hurried to the square in front of the palace and saw a strong wind blowing around Shen Xiaoyi. The magic weapon he placed was trembling slightly, making high-frequency metal knocking sounds and clanking sounds.
In mid-air, the thirty-six life weapons were originally more than ten feet above the ground, but now they were pressed down one foot high. They were still falling and might hit Shen Xiaoyi at any time.
Shen Xiaoyi actually lowered his head and was unsteady on his feet.
Li Qingxian secretly thought that this was not good, this was a precursor to the collapse of his fortune-making skills. He suddenly waved his hand, and thirty-six luck fishes flew out and burrowed into thirty-six fate weapons.
Li Qingxian rushed forward and supported Shen Xiaoyi.