"Let the wine linger between sweet and bitter taste buds, sweet first and then bitter, both bitter and sweet, just like... the feeling of first love!" Ling Lingfa used his three-inch tongue, and fooled her, successfully stepped on others, attracting Qin Cao's attention...

"Congratulations!" the madam came over and whispered: "Miss Qin Cao invites you to the flower hall to talk."

Ling Lingfa nodded slightly, glanced at the hall without a trace, but found that Yang Ming had disappeared, and secretly complained: "Where are you going? A guy with no loyalty, didn't he say he would be guarding outside?"

At this time, Yang Ming had already left Huixian Yaxu. Since the Wuxianghuang wanted to make arrangements, he would not take action in advance. Therefore, he would not have any worries about his life when he was left alone with Ling Lingfa.

An hour later, Ling Lingfa spoke from Huixianya. As soon as he turned a corner, he felt someone blowing behind him. He turned around and saw a ghost shadow and shouted, "How come you are here."

Yang Ming walked out from the other side and said, "I invited him over."

...

Before a stick of incense, Yang Ming rushed to the palace to meet the emperor and reported his speculation to him.

The emperor was furious and said, "This must be the conspiracy of the old man Wuxianghuang. I hate others lying to me the most. I will send troops to fight Huixian Yaxu, arrest that bitch Qincao and torture it a hundred times a hundred times." The emperor said, "It makes sense. Since it was proposed by you, you must be the candidate."

Yang Ming said: "I am the only one who takes responsibility. However, I am the only one who is not good at it. I am afraid that I am not able to do anything, and I still need someone to help me?"

The emperor said: "You can choose the masters under my command."

Yang Ming said: "No need to do too much, just ghost shadows are enough."

"good."

...

"How is it, have you investigated it clearly?" Yang Ming said.

Lingling said: "I found that there is more than just a problem with this piano exercise. She is probably not even a woman."

The ghost shadow said in horror: "How do you know? Are you and him, you two..."

"Get out of here, damn gay." Ling Lingfa spat, and continued, "With my keen observation, who can deceive me? After I discovered that Qin Cao was not a woman, I made another bold assumption. In the world, there is only one faceless old guy who has a deep hatred with the emperor and can have plastic surgery so beautifully." Ling Lingfa said, "How can I show off my best with such clever and superb acting skills? The old guy Wuxianghuang doesn't know that his true face has been seen through by me now."

Yang Ming said: "That's good!" Then he said to the ghost, "It's not time to go, and we'll do it right away."

The ghost shadow said, "Okay, what are your plans?"

Yang Ming said: "My plan is to get straight to the point and attack Huanglong. I will rush up and chop the old guy up. If I can't beat him, you will come out to help. If I win, the old guy wants to run away, you will come out to stop him. Do you understand?"

"clear."

"Walk."

...

Qin Cao's boudoir.

A woman in red gauze was sitting in front of the dressing table and tidying up her makeup in front of the mirror, showing her beauty.

At this moment, a "boom" sounded loudly.

The roof of the attic suddenly exploded, and countless rubble and gravel rolled towards the woman in front of the dressing table like eyes. The sound of "swooshing" breaking through the air was amazing.

But these amazing hidden weapons are just used to cover up their eyes and ears, but their real killer weapon is the sword energy mixed with gravel.

No movement was seen. The woman in red suddenly moved one foot away like a statue.

The sharp sword energy arrived first, and with a "bang", the dressing table was cut into two pieces, and then countless rubble splashed onto the ground, making a "dodo" sound, all of which were embedded into the floor.

"Flying immortals from the sky."

Yang Ming fell down with the rubble. Before he could land, he slashed in the air and the flying fairy sword energy shot towards the woman in red.

The woman in red got up and leaped, with elegant movements and dodged calmly.

With a "bang", the sword energy blasted the chair where the woman in red sat into pieces.

"I have no grudges and no grudges with you. Why did you kill Qin Cao when you meet?" Qin Cao asked with a frown.

Yang Ming said: "Is there really no resentment or revenge? Emperor Wuxiang, don't pretend, you old guy."

Qin Cao said in confusion: "The Emperor Wuxiang? The young master probably misunderstood. I don't know what the young master is talking about?"

Yang Ming said: "Pretending, keep pretending. Hehe, if I hadn't really known the truth, I would have been deceived by you. Since you refused to admit it, I'll beat you up and show your true form."

As he spoke, he rushed over and shot a foot-long sword light from the long sword. The tip of the sword trembled slightly, and a sword shadow turned into a waterfall, heading towards Qin Cao like a waterfall.

Faced with Yang Ming's mercury-like offensive, Qin Cao could only use his ability to hold the bottom of the box, use the true energy of the faceless energy, slashed his palm several times, and turned his palm into a knife, passing through the gap between the sword shadow.

Countless sword shadows disappeared in an instant.

Yang Ming suddenly retreated back to his original place, looked at Qin Cao and said, "The Wuxiang Divine Art! Don't you, the old guy, admit it?"

The Wuxiang Emperor laughed to the sky, his flesh squirmed on his face, and he returned to his original appearance during his breathing.

Faceless man.

This is the sequelae left by his practice of the formless magical power.

"I think I'm dressed in perfect shape. How did you see that?" said the Wuxiang Emperor.

"Want to know? Guess!"

Yang Ming sneered and attacked with his sword.

"Bang bang bang!"

The two fought three times, and Yang Ming was shocked and retreated again.

The Wuxianghuang smiled and said, "Haha, are you the only ones here to die? You are not my opponent, so take your secret to the underworld."

Yang Ming sneered and said, "If you are not sure, how could Yang take risks easily?"

The Wuxiang Emperor's expression froze. He immediately raised his ears and listened, but did not hear the breath of others. He snorted and said, "Bluff."

"Is it a bluff? You will know if you take my sword?" The long sword was raised in front of him, and Yang Ming said word by word: "Heaven, outside, flying, immortal!"

As his voice sounded, a sword energy burst out from him, and the sword energy stormed and made the curtains in the room whistle. Then the sword energy converged and condensed, compressed to a line, and slashed towards the Wuxiang Emperor.

"No color without form, it transforms into all phenomena. No form without color, life without boundaries. I am the only one in the world."

The Wuxiang Emperor shouted violently, gathered the true energy in his body, wrapped his hands in an invisible air mass, and blasted forward.

"Boom!"

Two qi strikingly collided, exploded between them, blowing a hole in the ground of the attic.)
Chapter completed!