Ha ha ha ha……

Under the night, a arrogant laugh echoed in the huge temple.

Swords and guns, blood, trembling people...

The fire suddenly started burning from all directions!

In just a moment, the temples, ancient trees, human bodies, the arrogant ambitions, and the great rivers and mountains were all submerged in the raging fire!!

Headache, blurry eyes!

The illusion reappears!

Wine, wonderful songs, old monks, Buddhism...

Being rich and magnificent, thousands of troops, and the people howl...

During the journey to the east, the Emperor of Qin suddenly died of illness and death. The prince, King of Qi, Xue Rengao, was extremely killed and could not bear the great responsibility of the world...

Today, our civil and military officials of the Qin Dynasty have a total of 589 people. We have invited the second prince, King Renyue of Jin, to ascend to the great treasure as soon as possible and rule the world...

Jun Ye, we are not soldiers, we are civilians, don’t kill us...

Long live, long live, long live...

Child, don't kill my child...

Headache, pain!

Screaming, heartbreaking!

brush……

After a darkness, it slowly lit up again.

My heart was beating wildly, as if I was about to lose my breath.

Where is this coming?

In front of me, it seems like a palace.

It's the cave on Jinglang Ridge, am I back?

No, there are no ghosts or ghost fires here, there is only an extremely magnificent Golden Palace.

The floor is paved with gold bricks, the huge pillars of brackets, the statues of eight gauze beauties, the eight dim high lamps, the Buddhist altar, the lotus throne...

This palace is much larger than that cave and is a hundred times more refined.

And I was standing under the double-eaved bracket gate of the main hall, looking at the gloomy hall, feeling like I was about to be swallowed by it.

Kill... Kill...

Outside the hall behind, at a thick night.

A faint cry of killing came, like a surging undercurrent.

I gasped again and felt a sharp pain in my body.

I was injured, all over my body, as if I had just been injured for a while, and I still felt bleeding.

There was a strong sense of alcohol on my face and in my heart.

There was also a chaotic breath flowing in the body, making people feel upset.

Is this the external vital energy?

That's right, Xue Ju once said before that his second son Xue Renyue has a high talent for external transformation, and he also asked the old monk to teach him astrology.

It is not surprising that he has the ability to transform his external cultivation.

But this energy is very strange.

There is the profound and upright nature of the Right Path Dharma, like Buddhism, but it is mixed with countless evil spirits, and like demonic Dharma.

Could it be that Xue Renyue can practice both Buddha and demons?

How is this possible?

"hey-hey……"

I suddenly laughed and stepped into the gloomy hall.

A piece of clothing took off my body, floated away, and fell under the altar in front of me.

It seemed like a cloak, dark black and blood-stained.

I slowly raised my right hand, holding a piece of paper in my hand with rows of blood words written on it. It seemed to be some names, with dozens of them.

My left hand was covered with blood and wrote two more words at the end of the paper, which seemed to be the same name.

"You ants, too, want to compete with me for the world?

Delusion, hahaha..."

I laughed wildly, and the sky flashed, the paper caught fire, and the blood turned into ashes.

My laughter gradually grew and became crazy:

"Parliament, I am happy tonight. I will immediately place a banquet for the nine-curve, seven-delicate, and hundreds of flowers in this Qinxing Hall. I will have a great banquet for all the civil and military officials, ten days!"

The echoes floated in the empty hall for a long time.

No one responded.

"palace!"

Still no one.

"This eunuch!"

I said angrily, "I just received the punishment, but I dared to be negligent. When I turn back, I will give him a red face, which will completely ruin his appearance!"

Gong is a castrator, and his face is ruined.

It seems that Master Pei’s record is correct, and our inference is also correct.

This Xiqin Eunuch Palace is the leader of the "Weng Bo" gang in the upper city, Kong Yuan.

"No form..."

I called another name, and my crazy voice became a little gentle:

"You come out and join me in singing the last night's "Yu Tanqiu" again..."

Wuxiang, in Qin'an Valley, the bald man once called himself "Wuxiang".

When singing, the bald man is a singer.

This is also suitable.

The bald man was one of the generals and officials of the Western Qin Dynasty who "fake death" back then. He was the regular attendant of the Tongzhi Sanqin cavalry of the fake Qin Dynasty, Ning Wuxiang.

"How can you leave the garden with spring scenery, and fall in autumn in the river..."

With a long sleeve thrown, I started singing and sang:

"Wuxiang, do you know, why did I give you this name?

There is no form or form, no one form, there are ten thousand forms, which are all the colors and forms in the world..."

I just said and sang, my voice was so resentful, bringing some of the grievances of a scholar who failed to speak, and there was an indescribable weirdness.

"Okay, my 'Liu Sheng Lianqiu' has been finished singing. It's your 'Saner Xichun'. Wuxiang, you can get up...

No form?

Ning Wuxiang?!"

When I heard no one responded, my gentle voice suddenly became violent again:

"Okay, even you a vulgar actor...

Concubine Shu! Concubine De!

Lipin! Jingpin!

…”

The names of dozens of concubines seemed to have stones penetrated into the sea and were instantly swallowed by the night.

In the huge palace, there was nothing but echo.

"Reverse..."

The corners of my mouth trembled:

"The people outside are disobedient and want to take my world.

You people inside are not obedient and want to take my throne?

Kill, I will kill you all!!”

The demon light burst out from my hands!
To be continued...