"Emperor, why don't you just take Wen Jingzhu's life?" The female official dressed in gold silk satin spoke from the side: "The imperial vein is the leader of the seven veins. Even the leader of the Wuyuan Alliance must avoid us three points! Although the pearl vein is strong, if you want the pearl to be self-destructed, she must do the same!"

"It's very simple to kill Zhu. But if you die, it would be too cheap for this bitch! What I want is to let the Holy Lord recognize Wen Jingzhu and know what kind of bitch she is!"

Bang!

The woman pounded hard on the armrest of the dragon chair with an angry look on her face.

"Is your noble body worth living in Qingcheng for several years?" The female official said in a angrily manner: "There is no good thing for men in the world!"

"It's worth it! At least I know that the Holy Lord still misses that bitch Wen Jingzhu! But what's interesting is that in the past three years, I have tried every means to drive away, but I have not been able to let the Holy Lord leave. It seems that the Holy Lord really likes that woman named Jiangling."

The woman wearing a phoenix robe and a crown raised her lips slightly and said proudly: "If Wen Jingzhu knew, would she be angry?"

"My imperial vein ranks first among the seven veins and controls supreme power! I can make Ye vein masks, allowing Li Wuxin to sneak into the North Sea! I can let the defeated vein hide in Yongcheng with the Dragon Cauldron, and can run the election of those who seal the vein and hold the vein. Even if it is the pearl vein, the Mahayana Palace will not serve me?" Speaking of this, her fair right hand clenched slightly.

"But, I can't make the Holy Lord fall in love with me."

The woman lowered her head and a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes.

"Emperor, there is no good thing for men!" the female official repeated again.

"I'm tired, you guys go back!"

The woman stood up from the dragon chaise, turned slowly, and looked quietly at the empty hilt of the sword hanging on the wall.

On the hilt of the sword, two phoenixes were carved.

What was originally contained inside was the Great Zhou Lan Ye Sword!

The Lanye of the Great Zhou Dynasty, its original name is Fenglou Longque.

The treasure of the imperial lineage!

"I will never let you down in this life." As the woman spoke, two lines of clear tears fell from the corners of her eyes.

...

Shushan.

Nine Star Palace!

As a sect that has been passed down for thousands of years, Shushan has luxurious architecture.

The mountain where it is located is towering into the clouds.

Especially the Nine Star Hall, it stands on the clouds.

Just like a fairyland!

Inside the hall.

Dozens of people stood.

The leader was wearing a blue shirt with a long steel sword behind him.

"Baihai is so bold. He dares to harm the third elder of Shushan in Dragon Slaughter Bay!" The man in green clothes looked angry and pointed at a portrait in the center of the Nine Star Hall, and said sternly: "If the ancestors find out, they may laugh at us incompetent!"

"Sect Master! I'm willing to go to the battle!"

A white-haired old man walked out of the crowd and said coldly: "Beihai bullies too much, and even Han Shiyin's body was not left behind! This is already humiliating me, no one in Shushan! I immediately went down the mountain and took the head of the prince-consort in Beihai to pay tribute to the third elder of Shushan!"

"Three days later, it will be the day when my ancestors of Shushan broke through the pass! This time, the ancestors are determined to be on the top of the sky! But at this moment, this kind of thing happened. It made me a little worried about my ancestors' mood."

The man in blue shirt looked sad: "The thousand-year-old sect actually killed two elders by the other party. Such a shameful thing has never happened in the thousand-year history of Shushan!"

"The shame of blood must be washed with blood!" The old man with white hair said in a deep voice: "When I take the head of the thief on the neck and avenge his previous shame!"

"Han Shiming, Han Shiqing!"

As soon as the man in the blue shirt finished speaking, two middle-aged men stood up in the crowd.

"You two follow Han Shilong down the mountain and must cut off the thief's head! Otherwise, we will not be able to bear the anger when our ancestors broke through the pass!"

He spoke out for advice.

After saying that, he turned around and looked at the painting in the center of the Nine Star Hall.

On the painting, a man in white holds a long sword and points his sword to the sky!

This is the first founder of Shushan and a martial artist.

"Sect Master, there is a helicopter flying towards the Nine Star Hall!"

Suddenly.

Outside the gate, a disciple of Shushan broke into the hall and knelt on one knee. "There was a strange sign on the plane. The elder who was in charge of guarding the mountain gate said that it seemed to be the Wuyuan sign."

"Wu Yuan?"

Many people were surprised to hear this title.

"Wuyuan came to my Shushan to do? Everyone has never been in contact with the river for thousands of years."

The elder of Shushan looked puzzled.

Even the head of Qingshan was surprised.

"Confirm, is it Wu Yuan's plane?"

He asked again.

Wu Yuan took it as his mission to overthrow the Wanshan League.

Before the Holy Lord disappeared, no one dared to contact Wu Yuan.

Once discovered by Zuoqiushan, it would be a punishment for extermination.

But everyone knows the existence of this organization.

It was not until the Holy Lord suddenly disappeared and Zuoqiu Mountain was in chaos that Wu Yuan reappeared in front of the world.

Now, Wu Yuan’s plane has actually landed on Shushan?

What medicine is sold in gourds?

"Let's go out and have a look!" The head of Shushan waved his hand and led the elders in the Nine Star Hall to strode to the wide courtyard.

Three minutes later.

A helicopter landed slowly in the courtyard.

There is a dragon and a phoenix pattern on the plane, which many people have never seen before.

Soon, the propeller stopped rotating.

The plane door was opened and a woman walked down inside.

The woman was wearing a croaker robe and black veil on her head.

In his hand, he holds a golden scroll.

"Your Excellency..." Han Shicheng, the head of Shushan, took two steps forward and said, "Wu Yuan's person?"

"Imperial vein!"

The woman looked at him coldly and asked, "Where is the leader of Shushan?"

"I am!" Han Shicheng frowned slightly.

The woman's domineering attitude made him very unhappy.

Shushan is an old sect, and even Wuyuan is not qualified to speak like this.

What's more, Han Shicheng is the head of Shushan.

You don’t need to be polite when facing a Wuyuan envoy.

"Are you the head of Shushan?"

The woman narrowed her eyes, looked at Han Shicheng, nodded and said, "Very good, there is the emperor's order here, you can follow the above!"

After saying that, she threw it lightly.

Bang!

Han Shicheng took action and quickly unfolded the scroll.

When he finished reading the text above, his face changed wildly!

"I want me to commit suicide?"

Han Shicheng's hands were trembling slightly, and he smiled angrily: "Do you know, this is Shushan?"

"Know!"

The woman nodded.

"Do you know that I am the head of Shushan, Han Shicheng?"

Han Shicheng asked again!

"I know!" The woman raised her hand and pointed at him: "What the Emperor's vein wants is the head of your neck! If so, this matter will be revealed. Otherwise, at dusk today, the imperial army will be in a dilemma and destroy Shushan!"

"You..." Han Shicheng's face turned purple and his breathing became more and more rapid.
To be continued...