The Path Toward Heaven

Ping Yongjia asked, "What is it?"

Gu Qing didn't speak, and said to A Giao, "Your Majesty is waiting for you in the palace."

Ah Biao blew the black hair on his forehead, rolled his eyes, exhaled the ill-tempered light, and said, "I am the future emperor. Come as soon as you shout, leave as soon as you shout, do you want to lose face?"

Regardless of whether you want to lose face or not, you still have to go. The study is open. She walked in eagerly, and when she came out, it was the bedroom of Luguo Mansion.

On the flower stand, a piece of porcelain was known at a glance. A Piao was thinking of the rumors of the teacher many years ago. His face projected light of curiosity and eagerness. He felt itchy, and his right hand behind him quietly stretched out a piece. Finger.

The white-haired deer Guo Guo came in, looked at the light on her face and knew what she was thinking, and quickly said, "No need! No need!"

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The Lu Guogong took A to the palace and naturally took care to hide it, so that no one found it.

The chapel was not over yet, and he took her to the queen's palace first.

The queen mother looked at Ah Piao, and immediately she got up from the couch, wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, held her in her arms, and said distressed, "Why did it take me so many years to come back, alas, this face is white, this He is thin and must not eat well. "

After the battle in Chaoge City, A Piao lived in the palace for several years. Queen Mother Hu always wanted a daughter and loved her. A Piao is very affectionate to her, but after hearing this, she can't help but say, "There is no sun below, of course it will be whiter."

Queen Mother Hu laughed and cursed: "I knew that I was a disciple of Shen Mofeng when I opened my mouth, and would not speak well."

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Jing Yao went back to the palace to pick up something important. After listening to her mother complaining, she didn't say anything to A Piao. She couldn't help sighing and said, "Mother, after all, she is the future emperor. You ca n’t always take her seriously. Children should still be respectful. "

After listening, the queen mother was annoyed and said, "I gave her all the pearl flowers that my father gave me. How can I respect them?"

Jing Yao was very helpless, thinking that this was not the same thing, and then remembered some rumors, hesitated for a moment and then said, "There is one thing, I said you do n’t get angry, just Master he is going to be married, you still pay attention Just don't always ... "

The back of Mrs. Hu was frosty, and she took a few shots, staring at his eyes and saying, "When do I always call him into the temple, you do n’t know what it is for? It ’s not all for you! Do you want to avoid suspicion? I and him After a dozen feet, my eyes and eyebrows can't be seen clearly. How do you want me to avoid suspicion? I move to Qipanshan, or do you want to go back to my home cave? Tell me clearly! "

Jing Yao dared to say something no matter where, hurried forward to kneel, coaxed for a long time before finally coaxing her, and then fled and left the palace. After he left, the anger of Queen Mother Hu suddenly disappeared and became extremely calm, but the next moment she suddenly raised her hands to cover her face and began to cry silently.

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In the well house, Ping Yongjia looked at the empty courtyard and said, "Brother, when will you plant a tree again, isn't your aunt still dead?"

Gu Qing smiled and said, "It's so blunt to change the subject. It seems that in the underworld these years, Xiaoshi has looked after you well."

Ping Yongjia scratched her head awkwardly and said, "I always feel that my brother wanted me to come back seriously, it must not be a trivial matter, and a little nervous."

"It's really not a trivial matter, it can even be said to be more dangerous." Gu Qing said, "At the time of the battle in Chaoge City, Bu Lao Lin also worked hard, so the court did not pursue it too tightly afterwards, but did not expect to let them in Chaoge City Gradually taking root, something has happened in recent years, but in this way, Bu Lao Lin also showed more face, let me find a clue in the fall of last year, roughly confirmed the position of Taiping real person, I ask you this time When I come back, I want you to help me catch him or kill him directly. "

Ping Yongjia was surprised and said, "Me? Just me? Just me?"

Gu Qing said: "No one knows who Lao Lin is in the court and factions. I can only trust myself."

Hearing his own words, Ping Yongjia didn't have any fear anymore, but she still had some doubts and said, "I and you can't beat him together."

"I now have the imperial city formation. If a real person in Taiping enters Chaoge City, he can temporarily control him somewhere."

Gu Qing looked into his eyes and said, "And what you have to do is to inspire the sword and kill him like a hundred years ago."

Ping Yongjia scratched her head and said, "What are you talking about?"

"Yes, your sword was used by Master at that time, and only you in Chaotian Continent knew how to perform the Xianxian Sword Formation."

Gu Qing did not wait for him to speak, and continued, "You will be in the palace at that time, just line up."

Ping Yongjia said a little nervously: "Xianxian Jianzhen did appear in my dreams often, but I was not confident."

Gu Qing said: "I have been studying the three implicits of Chengtian Sword Technique in recent years, and we can discuss it."

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When the brothers Gu Qing and Ping Yongjia whispered to discuss the big event head to head, their master was lying on a couch not far away, eyes closed, still beautiful, and the lotus was never dusted .

Jing Jiu slept for a hundred years, and there are still many people in Chaotian Continent who remember him, and those disciples in Qingshan will never forget this ancestor.

But remembering and missing are two different things.

People in the world are busy singing the colorful life, where would they miss him?

That is, these people at the end of God and other people from other places will often miss him, hoping that he can wake up as soon as possible.

Now that these people are facing the most troublesome and dangerous situation in the world, naturally they miss him even more, thinking if these things would happen if he were there?

The question is, even if Jing Jiu really wakes up at this time, can all this be solved?

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Zhao Layue's sight fell on the distant ice peak in the north, with some blood.

She was also thinking about it, and soon came to a conclusion.

Why should I count on you?

Even if you are Jingjiu.

Since you didn't accompany me into the snowy field, and you haven't been with me for six years, I will go out alone.

The Firth sword moved without wind, splitting the sleeves and skirts, and then, like needlework, wrapped those straps tightly around her arms and thighs.

The fairy-like meaning of the fairy tale suddenly turned into a taste of **** battlefield.

Zhao Layue closed her eyes, took a deep breath, held the handle of the Furth sword with both hands, drank a little, stepped on the ice and snow, and greeted the snow charms in the sky.

Wipe, a **** sword light cut open the blue glacier, and then cut through the bluer sky.

Countless swarf fluttered all over the sky, colder than the cold, like arrow rain, shot around, then bounced on the ground, and was whipped up by the howling wind again.

More than a dozen cold and terrible breaths, like a cold beast, rushed to her body, like a bite, hurting her body and rubbing her spirit.

The sound of bombardment kept ringing in front of the glacier.

She kept falling and then flew up.

Blood was sprayed like ice dust.

There were more and more wounds on her body, and her face became paler, but her hands holding the hilt were still stable, her eyes were still indifferent.

The sky was getting dark, and it was night.

I do not know whether to escape or hunt, she and those snow charms came to the snow field from the glacier.

Under the starry sky, the guards of the Snow Queen looked scary like monsters in myth.

These monsters don't seem to feel tired at all, and they have not reduced the intensity and frequency of attacks from beginning to end.

Her white clothes broke through a lot of mouths, relying only on the straps tied to her arms and thighs, and looked like a little girl who was going to touch the fish in the stream.

The blood no longer splattered, not because Xuemei couldn't hurt her anymore, but because her blood was almost gone.

The flesh that was torn by Xuemei's claws was glowing pale pink.

There were cracks everywhere in the morning snowfield, just like her body.

Xuemei died a lot, and the fragments of the corpse were seen everywhere. There were five Xuemei who were not dead or seriously injured, and surrounded her.

Her breathing was heavy, her chest was slightly undulating, her body was covered with rags and torn flesh like rags.

There are several places where even jade bones can be seen.

The stars couldn't bear to see this picture, gradually disappearing into the night, and soon replaced by morning light.

She can't do it.

In fact, the moment she was attacked by the head of Kunlun He Wei and landed on the surface of the glacier ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ she was out of work.

But she continued to fight day and night.

The breeze brushed the short grass-like hair, brushed her flesh-blooded body, and brought about no less pain than Ling Chi, but it couldn't make her thick eyebrow tremble.

She slowly let go of her left hand, holding only the Furth sword with her right hand, like carrying a fish just out of the stream.

She looked down at the snow in front of her feet that was dripping with sweat and did not speak.

She was so exhausted that she didn't sit down because she knew that if she sat down, she would never be able to stand up again.

Five Xuemei looked at her, eyes like spar seemed to change a certain mood.

Emotions are extremely rare for such high-level snow country monsters, not to mention that their emotions at this time are respect.

The rules of the Snow Country are very simple. Respect will only be a tribute to higher life by lower life.

They are the guards of the Snow Queen, and for countless years in the past, this respect will only be given to Her Majesty.

Just respect does not mean to stop there. They walked towards Zhao Layue, and the shadow from the tall figure gradually closed like a mountain.

Zhao Layue is very good at deducing calculations, knowing that the next moment is death, and there will be no accidents.

At this moment of the long night, she thought of a lot of things, and then thought of a lot of things, but her breath gradually calmed down.

On the road, no monk can accept the night gently and calmly, but when the night really comes, it is also good to be calm.

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(The last sentence was taken from a reader's comment on the public account.)

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