Please Kill the Demon

The biggest event in Canglang City today is naturally Miss Xue's tour.

The so-called empty alley.

As a country of wind, flowers, snow and moon, the enthusiasm for dance and music is from top to bottom, and there is a pilgrimage-like enthusiasm for Nanyinfang, the mecca of music in Kyushu. Although the disciples of Nanyinfang had never traveled east to this place before, in every election season, a large number of Fuyao people traveled across the ocean to cheer for the Yu Dynasty.

Now that Xue Lingxue is here for the first time, the Huazhilou, which is in charge of the performance, has opened up all four walls, leaving only beams and columns, and bought more than ten surrounding buildings and then bulldozed them, just to allow more people to enjoy the performance.

Such a grand scene is rare in the history of Fuyao country.

"Didn't expect you to be so popular here?" Chu Liang sat on a balcony on the top of a building and said to Xue Lingxue with a smile.

As practitioners, the eyes and ears are far superior to ordinary people, so they don't need to crowd in the crowd, and they can clearly see the performance in the Flower Building from the surrounding buildings.

And on the tall building opposite, there are already more than a hundred soldiers with swords and armors surrounding them, and the King Fuyao will watch the performance there later. In recent years, the monarch who has lived in seclusion has not appeared in public for a long time, which is enough to show his love.

Xue Lingxue covered her face with a white gauze, looked at the scene, and said softly: "I never knew that Fuyao Kingdom has such an elegant and good melody. In the future, I can talk to the workshop owner and add some performances here."

"It's so good." Hu Saburo, who was wearing a black hood behind him, said, "People in Fuyao have admired Nanyinfang dance music for a long time."

"Shushan people are too." Lin Bei followed suit and nodded.

"You can do it." Iron Hammer rolled his eyes at him, "Is it dance music that you admire? I'm too embarrassed to expose you."

Chu Liang stared in the direction of the palace in the distance, and said, "Here we come."

A group of chariots and horses meandered out from the gate of the palace. The lead car was pulled by a strange beast through the streets and alleys until it arrived under the tall building. Dozens of guards lined up like a wall to escort the people in the car into.

The window sash of the tall building has long been tightly covered, making it impossible to see the situation inside. They didn't rashly use their spiritual sense to spy, so as not to disturb others.

"The defense of Monarch Fuyao is very tight." Lin Bei looked at him from a distance and said, "How do you assassinate him?"

"Dragon Dancer's cultivation level is not high, even if she pretends to be Miss Xue and can get close to the monarch, it is unlikely to succeed in assassination." Chu Liang said.

When he heard Tiger Saburo's narration yesterday, he had this doubt.

Han Lingshou, the ruler of Fuyao Kingdom, is over 30 years old. Although he has never asked about it, he has cultivated to the sixth level with sufficient resources. With Dragon Dance Girl's cultivation base, even if she was taken by surprise, it was unlikely to assassinate her.

But since Jing Wuya made people pretend to be Xue Lingxue, there must be a conspiracy, so they still have to wait and see. Anyway, whether it was to expose the fake Xue Lingxue, or to destroy General Yubo's plot, he had to take this trip.

And in the tall building opposite, where they couldn't see.

Fuyao Monarch Han Lingshou walked up the stairs indifferently. His cheekbones were slightly protruding, his cheeks were thin and his eyes were long and narrow. When going up the stairs, several people need to be guarded.

All the way to the top floor, there were only two old men in black and white hair left behind Han Lingshou, and his expression relaxed.

"Miss Xue! Miss Xue! Hehehe..." Fuyao Monarch rubbed his hands together, and came to the balcony excitedly, "The frost is falling, and the south of the Yangtze River is full of snow!"

"Your Majesty." The palace man behind him coughed, "Solemn."

"..." Han Lingshou froze, sat down resentfully, and muttered, "There is no outsider."

The two palace maids started to move and opened the curtains, and the dust-proof cloth covering the screen and the table case. When the hula la cloth cover fell, a bright and tall mirror appeared on the side of the screen, reflecting the figure of the people in the room.

...

"Xue Lingxue! Xue Lingxue!"

When the figure on the high platform appeared holding the piano, there were enthusiastic cheers from all directions. The woman on the stage had translucent white skin and eyes like clouds of smoke. Who else could it be if it wasn't Xue Lingxue?

"It's really the same." Lin Bei exclaimed, looking at the woman on the stage, and at Xue Lingxue next to her, there was no difference in appearance or body.

"Otherwise, how could I admit my mistake?" Tie Hammer said, "It's not surprising that she can only disguise her appearance, but she can also pretend to be Ling Xue's piano skills, which is simply unimaginable."

This is also a doubtful point that puzzles Chu Liang.

Even if it can change appearance, how can it change the piano art? This is almost impossible to achieve with any magical technique.

Zheng——

With a sound, the show begins.

As the rhyme slowly flowed out, the surrounding crowd began to immerse themselves in it. "Xue Lingxue" on the stage played "Pingjiang Night Wind Song".

When the music is halfway through, even the passing birds in the sky stop and fall into intoxication on the branches.

"This piano piece..." Even Xue Lingxue was a little shocked, "It's obviously better than me, and the sound path is extremely high!"

"No." Chu Liang said suddenly: "This can't be the Dragon Dancer, and she doesn't need to get close to Fuyao Monarch to assassinate, their goal has already been achieved at this moment!"

While speaking, his figure has already turned into a long wind and went straight to the tall building opposite.

The dao rhyme of this Night Wind Song lingers on that building, and the people inside are affected far more than the surrounding audience. At this moment, the guards inside are likely to have fallen into the illusion.

The assassination has begun!

Using Xue Lingxue's tour to lure the monarch out of the palace, and then tricking the guards in the building with qin music, and there must be someone cooperating.

Bang——

Chu Liang crashed into the top floor, only to see an empty quiet room with a wide balcony in front, and only one chair in the room.

There was a sudden noise behind him, he turned around abruptly, and saw himself reflected in a bright mirror!

"go!"

Chu Liang raised his hand, and a beam of colored light flew out, instantly turning into a mist of seven colors, covering the mirror.

Hulong!

The mirror turned over immediately, and two assassins in light armor and black clothes sprang out from behind, holding strange double-headed sharp blades, spinning and flying towards Chu Liang.

Chu Liang didn't want to waste time here, so he spread his wings behind his back, boom——

Ever since he proved the way with Zhanxu, his previously powerful Shenlong body is not so powerful compared to the way of swordsmanship, so he seldom uses his body when fighting against people.

But the cultivation base of these two killers is far inferior to his, and it is worthless to use Zhanxu sword again, it is better to save the cultivation base of true energy and save it for the enemies in the future.

Boom——

With a roar, the attacks of the two killers slashed on the dragon's wings, but they bounced themselves out, slammed into the wall and fell still, their muscles and bones were broken, and they seemed to be dead.

Chu Liang's Shenlongfa is weak compared to his swordsmanship, and compared to these two killers, just retaliation is enough to kill him.

He continued to transform into a long wind, rumbled down, and saw a terrifying scene below the third floor.

Blood and corpses were everywhere, flooding the entire floor, and there were palace guards everywhere. And a figure in iron armor standing like a demon god was holding the head of an old man in black with one hand, boom!

General Mimi!

He did it himself.

The palace man was also at the seventh level, and he was expected to be the most important bodyguard of the Fuyao monarch, but he lost to Jing Wuya and was eventually killed here.

And another palace man of a lesser state had already died here. In the pool of blood, the terrified King Fuyao was about to break through the wall and escape.

But when he bumped into it, he was bounced back by a light curtain.

A formation had already been set up in this building, otherwise this moment of fighting would not have alarmed the outside world.

The bloody armored Jing Wuya caught a glimpse of Chu Liang, and said in a voice as deep as thunder, "Why should Shushan disciples get involved in this matter..."

While speaking, he had raised his fist.

boom!

The next moment, the iron armor appeared at the place where Chu Liang had just stood.

Chu Liang shrunk to an inch and escaped ten feet away, leaning his back against the wall of the building, and thrust the Demon Slayer Sword into his palm.

laugh--

A flash of sword light surged out, submerging General Yubo's heavy armor, and after the wave of sword energy passed, there were only scratches on the armor instead of a deep injury.

"call……"

General Yubo let out a sigh of relief and resisted the sword. Even though he was not injured, it was not easy.

But when he raised his eyes and looked around again, he found that this floor was empty, and there was a crack in the wall on the other side. It turned out that that was the real purpose of Chu Liang's sword, he was to cut through the formation.

Not only did Chu Liang escape, but even the figure of the King Fuyao disappeared.

General Yubo read slowly: "Chu Liang..."