Transcending the Nine Heavens

Two people walked out of the treasure trove side by side before realizing that the sky was already dark.

In front of the palace, a man with two horses is waiting for two. It was U Qian Qian, who saw Chuyang come out, and U Qian Qian overjoyed. "Your Majesty, please hurry back to make up for the Emperor's Palace. Something happened to the Emperor's Palace! ”

“Something happened to Heaven's Palace? What is it?” Chu Yang frowned.

“There are a bunch of people in black. Everyone has great martial arts skills. We must hand over the people who came from that day...” Wu Qian said anxiously: “We explained for a long time, they still won't forgive us or believe us... If they don't sit outside, they will have to ask the Imperial Seat to understand. I'm afraid it's already unthinkable! ”

Chu Yang was shocked and hurried over to his horse. "Your Highness, it is urgent that I go first.” Then again: "Your Royal Highness, please let the guard escort you directly back to the Prince's house, and don't come to make up for the heavenly palace; I'm afraid it will be dangerous. ”

He said that he immediately picked up the mask and cape handed over by Wu Qian Qian. One of the leaps has been hanging neatly in the half-empty cape, falling back to the horse, his legs clipped, and the horse whistled out.

Wu Qian Qian Qian followed closely, the two rides, blinking disappeared in front of Iron Replenishment Heaven.

Iron replenishes the sky, and drinks: “Go back to the Prince's house immediately; there is nothing important.” At this moment, he has made up his mind, and in any case, let the two shadows go to the Reign Palace to see who is so bold!

In the Emperor's Palace, at this moment, a man leans on his horse!

In the palace, fourteen seats, all filled with people in black, in the position of Chuyang, sitting a man in black mask, the Great Horse Golden Knife, his eyes glistened. There is nothing in sight about the organization created by the Prince of this country himself...

Everyone has a cup of tea in front of them, and the heat rises. But it was before Qian Qian left, she exhausted her lips and tongues to make these people sit here safely.

On one side, in the small courtyard of the Hall of Blood, there was an intermittent outpouring of groans. But someone got hurt trying to stop these people...

These people, are the ones Chu Yang hated, that is, the ones who hurt Mo Ming Dance!

The Dark Devil family!

They finally came to the door!

After all, it was in front of the public that Chuyang ordered the man to be sent to the Emperor's Palace on that day. It was only weird that they could not hear.

The horseshoe sounded violently outside.

The people in the black in the hall are all eye-catching: is the legendary King Chu Yan finally coming?

The horseshoe stopped at the door, followed by a rush of footsteps, a man with a mask and a black cape in his head walked in quickly and freely.

Two eyes, in the night, in the light, like two cold stars; constant and calm.

King Chu Yan, finally appeared in front of the palace. With cold eyes, he slowly weighed a circle and asked the fourteen masked men in black who had not stood up in the hall: "Come here, you want to find Chu? ”

The words of King Chu Yan were not deliberately alienated, and, very peacefully, apparently his mood at this moment was very peaceful. In the voice, with a little surprise, it seems to have no idea what these people came here for!

“Are you King Chu Yan? Lord of the Imperial Palace?” The black throne sitting at the top snorted coldly, smiling softly: “What a great official power, such a big shelf! ”

Chuyang's legs were a little soft, not because of fear; but because in the treasure trove, due to time constraints, he used all his power and spiritual strength to help Jiuzhang sword swallow, until finally finished swallowing, which directly caused Chuyang's full body power oil to run out of lamps, nothing left.

This happened immediately afterwards. The horse raced back, and there was even less time to adjust; however, Chuyang was intent on this situation.

Now that the timing is so coincidental, Chuyang naturally has to use the mouth of these people to release such ridiculous rumors as “no martial arts at all”...

“In front of your predecessors, the junior officers naturally dare not set up any shelves.” Though Chuyang was wearing a mask, his voice gave birth to a feeling like spring breeze. Seems to meet friends who haven't seen each other for years, with intimacy and tenderness.

He called himself a "junior officer” when he said, "I am a court official, not a river and lake man!" You guys talk to me about things, the stuff on the river and lake, try to use it as little as possible.

“Oh?” As a king, how brilliant are your eyes? Sitting at the top of the throne, he almost immediately saw through the situation of Chuyang. At one moment, he had to be a little surprised.

The Imperial Palace, the biggest agent of the Iron Cloud, doesn't have half the energy in his body, and his mental strength is weak!

Just an ordinary man who can't do martial arts!

Look at him walk, his feet float, his eyes are deaf, his bare muscles have no such martial arts distinctive colour, he truly has no martial arts!

Is the rumor wrong?

“You've come a long way and haven't asked, you are…” Chuyang asked.

“You don't have to know who we are.” The master of the throne, Yinsen, looked at him: “I came here today just to ask the Chu imperial throne about something and figure out something. ”

“Oh, I know why you're here.” Chu Yang Tyran walked into the palace, walked into the surrounding of two thrones and twelve Wuzheng masters, then glanced at him and sat down peacefully on a seat beside him.

“Did you know?” The master of the throne looked faintly at Chuyang; at this moment, Chuyang was very close to him, and it was perfectly clear that he was not mistaken, which was an ordinary man.

“Two days ago, at the gates of the city, two men were found by the officers, who had already been seriously injured; they took the initiative and sent it to the palace.” Chuyang's voice was filled with sighs, but he had no regrets.

“Where are those two now?” The eyes of the throne stared closely at Chu Yang; under the oppression of his own eyes, Shu said that he was an ordinary person, that is, a Wuzheng, and that he could speak half a lie, but could immediately become invisible!

“Oh, seniors must know, in our iron clouds, talent is precious.” Chuyang sighed: "After years of war, the power of the country has long been scarce. And the lack of talent is also serious to the extreme; Chu, ever since His Royal Highness was honored, joined the Emperor's Palace of Heaven, worried day and night, could not sleep. Thinking of the gravity of the situation, I often sigh of powerlessness. ”

Chu Yang wen crept the way.

The eyes of the throne revealed a little impatience, but there was still no sound.

“The other day, suddenly discovered that a master had fallen in my iron cloud...” Chu Yang grinned bitterly, "So the lower officer moved his soliciting thoughts...”

When he said that, fourteen black men in the hall simultaneously snorted in their nostrils. What do you think it is, a common man? That's Mo's family, and he's a king!

If you worship him as your godfather, how can he accept the solicitation of a country for the next three days? But when he said this, people suddenly realized it.

Chu Yang's motive for saving those two men was completely clear! Everyone is in a position to think that if they were in the same position as the Emperor of the New Heavenly Palace, I'm afraid this would also arise...

The current iron cloud is too difficult...

“It turns out that it's the undersecretary who wants it too much.” Chu Yang sighed with loss.

“What happened to those two?” The eyes behind the throne mask flashed and asked. Not even he himself noticed that his voice was much softer than it had just been.

How can you blame someone for doing all they can for their country and not knowing it?

“There's nothing wrong with the big guy. Although the internal and external injuries are serious, he can rest for a while, but the little girl has some difficulties. Little age, frightened, seriously injured, almost healed..."

Chuyang used a venerable tone of voice: “Thanks to His Royal Highness the Prince's thirst for Xianru, he took two men to the palace to find Mr. Doo Seongdu...”

“The accident, however, was that the little girl was too badly injured and that Mr. Du could only relieve herself temporarily; it could not be cured...”

The throne in black has a contemplative colour in its gaze, nodding slowly. For his sword, although it was blocked, it was not something a nine-year-old girl could bear... this guy's words should be true.

Chu Yang said that, nine true, one false. Other than their own motives, almost everything else is true. Naturally makes it sound easy to get letters...

“And then what? ”

“Then the big man... hey, which brother is truly loyal and sincere. He's a good man!” Chu Yang was not stingy in praise of Mo Chengyu. He exclaimed: “In such a situation, he should leave immediately. After only cultivating a half-day of kung fu, he should hold his little master to find a famous doctor...”

“The Lower Officer retained everything; at that time, it was further suggested that, if he were willing to stay, the throne of the heavenly palace could be filled with such conditions, but Chu could not be moved...” Chuyang praised: “His only condition is that, as long as we can cure his little master, he can promise to do one thing for us. But unfortunately, only on this condition, we can't do it...”

“I can't... hey...” The throne hey hey smiled, full of shame. Heartways, my own black demon sword, you want to break it? What an impotence!

“What you're saying is a little untrue! You're lying to me!” The sensitive perception of the throne is that Chuyang has always been very serious and is telling the truth, but at the end of the day, he flashed a little...

“This... okay. Senpai's eyes are like torches!” Chuyang looked at him with admiration and said helplessly: “Indeed, the tall man concluded that although his little master could not be cured, he owed us a favor in the future.” (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)