Starting From Huashan Sword Slave, Signing For Ten Years

The black pylorus originated from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect.

There was a civil turmoil in the Wando Cult. One force failed to seize the throne, led people to betray the Wando Cult, and became a no small force in the evil way.

And it does everything to its extremes, and the poison made is blue.

Wu You Hun San is the most frightening poison in the black pylorus. It is colorless and odorless, and it is difficult for ordinary masters to detect and suppress it.

Once accidentally struck, the toxicity will be like bone gangrene, the strength and foundation of the poisoned person will disappear in just a few days, and it is rumored that there is no antidote to the black pylorus.

Li Yong held the bottle cautiously, a little hesitant, "She is Princess Wucheng!"

"Heh... beware that the father will blame him, do you think Princess Wucheng is very important to him?

"If she is a filial daughter sincerely, then she will be able to serve the country by focusing on martial arts, and the emperor will not leave her in the cold.

"But she is an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf who wants to get involved in the throne. If her talent is not too high, the emperor is just hesitating and hesitated to do it.

"In that case, I'll make a choice for him."

Liu Mingzhi was very confident. Once Liu Wushuang was abandoned, no one would threaten him anymore.

Speaking of it, the Yuan Emperor had won the throne only through the **** means of killing brothers and brothers before sitting in this position.

Liu Mingzhi felt that no matter how ruthless he was, the two of them were the same, and the Emperor Yuan had even more reason to appoint him as the prince.

"It's time for my father to make a decision!

"Her strength is abolished, and her sword eye will never be restored this time! But she can still use her last residual heat to become a tool for the marriage of the big man and the barbarian, and a plaything for others!"

He talked to himself, as if to convince himself.

Li Yong paused, then said, "Then I will make arrangements."

"Shadow slave!"

In the courtyard pond, Li Yong gave a soft drink.

A cloud of black mist, ghostly transformed into a human form, a tall and thin person wrapped in black, with only a pair of indifferent eyes, standing in front of Li Yong.

Shadow slave, one of Liu Mingzhi's henchmen.

The strength is weird, the ghostly body style is not a heavenly rank, but when Li Yong faces him, he is frightened and dare not neglect.

"Let Liu Wushuang be poisoned! No worries, colorless, odorless, floating in the air, soluble in food, water... silently, it makes people fascinated, you must be careful when using it."

Li Yong handed him Wuyouxun.

Without any response, the shadow slave turned into a black mist and disappeared without a trace.

Even Li Yong could not detect his trace.

...

Just after a stick of incense from the action of the prince prince.

Inside the deep palace, inside the imperial study room.

"Your Majesty, King Kang is ready to take the initiative to Gong Wu Cheng, Hei Youmen has no worries, and wants to destroy the princess."

An old **** calmly walked into the imperial study room and bowed to his knees.

The person sitting on the high seat slowly raised his head, wearing a dragon robe, a burly figure, but a mediocre appearance, not looking like an old farmer in the field, simple and honest.

But his eyes were extraordinary, majestic and indifferent, and always conveyed a sense of overlooking.

Even if the old **** in front of him, Shen Yue, the chief executive of the Ouchi, the strength of the peak of the heavenly rank, under these eyes, slowly lowered his head, and did not dare to look at each other.

"Huh." The Yuan Emperor snorted slightly, "Finally, he did it. Two years ago, when he conquered the Black Pylon and the Great Profound Dao, he had the strength to do it, and he should clear his opponent!

"With this mind and courage, if the opponents were me and his uncles, I'm afraid they would have been eaten up by my brothers long ago.

"It's a pity Wushuang talent..."

Emperor Yuan sighed.

With Liu Wushuang's talents and qualifications, they are far better than Liu Mingzhi.

Emperor Yuan also had a hint of thought that made her the first female prince in the history of the Han Dynasty.

However, Liu Wushuang's seemingly reverent eyes are actually resentful and unwilling.

After seeing her ambition and loyalty clearly, the last thought of Emperor Yuan disappeared.

He turned around, "After Wushuang is poisoned, you take out the spiritual deed from the treasure house and give it to King Kang. He knows what to do."

"Ling Qi..." Shen Yue paused, then nodded, knowing the Yuan Emperor's plan.

He slowly withdrew from the imperial study room.

...

Late at night, Princess Wucheng Mansion.

Liu Wushuang is cultivating cross-legged, she has an intuition that she is getting closer and closer to the heavenly rank.

In the dark, it was as if she would break through at any time. This is also why she has rushed to practice in the past few days, but it is a pity that she has not made a breakthrough.

The difference is small, but it may take a month or even six months to make up for it.

While she was devoting herself to practicing, the Yitian Sword suddenly moved and screamed slightly, as if to warn Liu Wushuang.

She suddenly opened her eyes, the Divine Sword sensed the enemy?

Liu Wushuang picked up the Heavenly Sword and opened the door. Two female guards with strength in the ground were dead.

A dark shadow, standing behind the shadow of the pillar, looked at Liu Wushuang with some surprise.

He was the Daxuan Dao Master and Liu Mingzhi's confidant, Shadow Slave. He was confident that Liu Wushuang would not be able to discover it, but the other party had discovered it.

Liu Wushuang's face looked a bit ugly as he was close in front of him, with his eyes facing each other. This person was too weird. Standing in front of him, he looked like a stone.

"Shadow slave!" Liu Wushuang narrowed his eyes, holding one hand on the hilt of the Heavenly Sword.

She knows the origin of this person, the master of the Great Profound Dao Dao, one of the evil Dao, but the unique technique of the Youxuan Sutra is very weird.

It is famous for its ghosts and quick successes. In terms of shortcomings, the life span is the same as that of ordinary people. No matter how strong it is, it can only live for a hundred years at most.

Two years ago, he surrendered to the great prince, trying to exchange the merits of the dragon for the future of the Great Profound Dao.

Suddenly appearing here ~www.NovelMTL.com~ It is impossible to come to her to surrender.

"Oh, that's all." Ying Slave said to himself.

He wanted to quietly blow Wuyou soul into the room.

It seems to be the inferior method of the rivers and lakes, but with the shadow slave's weird body method, this kind of thing is not the first time, and I have never missed it.

But since he was discovered, there is nothing to cover up. Let alone poisoning, he is confident that he can kill Liu Wushuang within three moves.

The first genius of the Han royal family? Not even a heavenly rank, it can't be his opponent.

The hand hidden in the faint black mist suddenly moved, and the afterimage was as fast as lightning.

The speed... has exceeded the limit of the ground-level energy response.

Liu Wushuang couldn't see clearly, but she didn't care. Faced with such a strong man, she only had a chance to make a sword!

Over the years, a sword that has never been made!

Since the Yitian Sword came into her hand, she had never used it except to hold it.

To be special, the Heavenly Sword is precious as a divine weapon, and he possesses profound and profound power. Holding it, Liu Wushuang's martial arts will is extremely firm, not to be confused by foreign objects, and he is not afraid of the sword intent of the heavenly rank.

The sword eye has also improved slightly.

Speaking of it, Ye Qing did not force Yitian Sword to recognize the lord, but in these years of getting along, Divine Sword subtly recognized Liu Wushuang as the lord.

The peerless Shenfeng left the scabbard silently, as fast as he was shocked, without any breath leaking.

A white light illuminates the entire courtyard, and the sky above the courtyard is slightly bright.

But this wiping off comes faster and gets faster.

The black energy surrounding the shadow slave slowly disappeared, revealing his thin, ugly body.

Those eyes were full of shock and fear, and the mouth under the black cloth trembled, but he could no longer speak.

Only then yelled wildly from the bottom of my heart, "Shen Soldier!"

Immediately, the pillars, courtyard furnishings, and the distant courtyard walls all turned into powder.