Record of Chaos

(The 830 demon queen opens the face to welcome the crane girl, the prince touches Guanghan infatually)

Although Muluo was angry, she couldn't immediately mobilize personnel to assassinate the two people.

Not to mention whether the whereabouts of these two people can be found, and whether they can break through the heavy guard of the court. Even if you really find a chance, it would be costly to deal with a tree of Golden Core Sanhua.

These two also knew this was the case, so they didn't intend to hide the fact that they had taken refuge in the emperor. This is one of the certificates that they can get recognized by the Hou Tu court.

Although we can't kill them for the time being, Muluo can't just leave it alone. Soon this matter will be announced to the Demon Realm, that the two people, Rong Qianzi and Fu Yu, will always be nailed to the shame of the tree man and even the entire Demon Realm.

Once the Tree Sovereign Demon Ting and the Hou Tu dynasty face up in the future, in the comparison of the survival of the two dynasties, any demon clan will not let the two of them have a chance to regret.

In fact, there are two other things in the interrogation. One is that Hong Ru has insiders to detect that the East China Sea Sea Demon is ready to move, and may take advantage of the opportunity of King Yun to raid Jinzhou, the Cuiyu Palace is less than fifty miles from the coast, so he must be guarded.

She doesn't worry much about this. Be on guard will be on guard. The sky fell and was supported by Golden State Guard. Besides, how many sea monsters come to fight, what is there to be afraid of?

Another thing is that in addition to Gouzhu and Lian Ling, Lin Meier, Huang Lu, Murongqing and others will teleport to Yuntian City within half a day, and then return to Jade Palace soon.

The news made Muluo very happy. She gets along with Huang Lu, Murongqing and others, but is congenial with Lin Meier, probably because although they both pretend to be human cultivators, they are all demons in their bones.

In the past few days when Lin Meier was absent, she had been a bit boring on this Cuiyu Peak.

"Get up! Go, go hunting, don't come back if you can't catch good things! Prepare hot pot tonight!"

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Two days later, Kun Yuan was forty years on April 15th.

On the Beiming Icefield, apart from the howling cold wind, behind a towering iceberg, there was a faint red light. That was the aura of the protective formation deployed by King Yun's Northern Expedition Army dozens of miles away from the mountain.

Against the backdrop of the red light, two figures appeared on the lonely ridge. The figure in front is slender and beautifully curved, just like a bud protruding proudly from a mountain rock.

The other is a tall man with clear bones. But his gaze is a bit wretched, and he always looks around at the beautiful figure of the woman in front of him.

This person is not someone else, it is the third prince Haoqi, who has been grudges against the evil and has grown up.

Since Haoqi was defeated by King Yun in the Monument of Self-Life, he was deprived of the king and all authority after returning to the Houtu Dynasty, and was completely excluded from the battle for the throne. Even the Xuan Tiewei masters under him also defected to Hao Tong.

But he also discovered that all day long eating, drinking and having fun, immersing in food, beauty and beauty, is also a good life. Anyway, no matter how he fell, he was still the third prince of the Hao family, and no one would dare not give him face outside.

He also knows that this is actually impossible. Because even though he can indulge in pleasure now, without power, there is no hope of longevity.

Not only that, Emperor Kun Yuan ascended at any time, and once his father ascended, his eldest brother Hao Tong, who had ascended the throne and was eager to consolidate his position, could hardly guarantee that he would not take his own knife.

Therefore, Emperor Kun Yuan said to him that as long as this matter is done, he will restore his prince status and give him a body of the best inner alchemy. In the future, he will come without hesitation when the heavens will force him to ascend.

It's just that he didn't expect that he would be a striker all the way. And this matter is the main thing, it is an extremely cold ice beauty, the legendary goddess of Guanghan Nanwan.

This caused him to have many charming thoughts in his heart. After all, such a female cultivator is unmatched by any Fan Yan and vulgar fan.

When this matter is over, I will regain my prince status and have the body of the best inner alchemy. I will "enshrine" this goddess in my own palace to cultivate a long life and ascend together. Isn't it beautiful?

It stands to reason that for a female nun like this, he should be the one who took the initiative to come over and hug.

But this is only his imagination. After he was squeezed out of the circle of power, he came into contact with ordinary people, and he rarely had any intersection with the monks of the Xuanmen. A goddess with golden core and double flowers, even the emperor may not be willing to offend him completely, let alone him.

Helplessly, he kept babbling words along the way, and this goddess also always looked cold, and the words in reply didn't add up to a few words.

"Since King Yun can't be allowed to live, then why do we have to bring the nuclear jade to the past?"

Following the goddess of Guanghan to the top of the iceberg, Haoqi asked. He found that only when he asked about topics related to this mission, the iceberg goddess would let go of her restraint a little, and talk to him a few more words.

The emperor's explanation to him was very simple: "The nuclear jade must be delivered, and King Yun must be ruined." Of course he was willing to do so, but he didn't know how these two contradictory things got together.

"One of the two nuclear jade has been tampered with and has a defect. If you use it to turn on the teleportation array, only the person who activates the molten gold body can be successfully teleported. Everyone else will die during the teleportation."

Hao Qi suddenly realized that even he was secretly stunned, his heart said that this trick was really poisonous.

The only way for the thousands of cultivators trapped on the North Ming Icefield to save their lives was to take the seeds of the molten gold body, and then honestly cut off the path and became a puppet controlled by the court.

As for those mortals, not to mention that they don't have the seeds of molten gold. Even if there is, 90% of it is death. Therefore, the army of King Yun is undoubtedly annihilated.

With the character of King Yun, the Tenth Club stayed with the army to die together. Even if he didn't die but escaped alone, the commander of abandoning the army would be the end of the loss of people's hearts and reputation.

What's more, with him and the goddess Guanghan, he won't let him leave Beiming alive.

"No, didn't you bring two nuclear jade? What about the other one?"

"The other one? You took it on the road and accidentally broke it." Goddess Guanghan described a fact that will happen in the future in an unquestionable tone.

In short, Emperor Kun Yuan has tried his best on this matter. The only two nuclear jade in the treasury were taken out. However, the luck of the Beizheng Army was too bad. One was damaged by the idiot, Haoqi, and the other was defective.

Thinking of King Yun's embarrassment back then, Haoqi couldn't help but sneer. He looked back at the faint red light in the dark horizon and said, "Then what are we waiting for here? Don't hurry over?"

The goddess Guanghan looked at the direction opposite to King Yun’s camp without expression, and said: “Even if we go, King Yun will not use our nuclear jade. Because people with King Yun are taking nuclear jade from Fengdu. Come."

"Huh?" Haoqi was taken aback, "Where does King Yun get the nuclear jade? How is this possible? Then what shall we do?"

"It's very simple. They dismantled the teleportation formation in Fengdu City, and that's it. We are also very simple. Wait here and kill the people sent by King Yun."

A trace of contempt and disgust flashed in the cold eyes of the goddess Guanghan. Because the prince quietly approached between questions and answers, he was already standing less than half a foot away from her side.

Not long after she teleported to Fengdu, she noticed the continuous spatial fluctuations after Fengdu teleported. It is obvious that the Golden State Army in Fengdu is fully withdrawing.

Apart from wanting to remove the nuclear jade from the teleportation formation, she couldn't think of any reason why the Golden State Army was eager to withdraw from Fengdu at this time when King Yun was still in Beiming. This shows that King Yun will have another nuclear jade.

Fortunately, no matter how fast the people sent by King Yun, they would definitely fall behind her. Because she will start first. So she only needs to block the opponent from interception in a certain position in front.

She can know who the opponent she will meet. She had read the information of all the monks who were closely related to King Yun in the Tongtian General Administration. There is only one cold monk that the other party can use, that is, the elder of the true biography of Cuiyu Palace, whose surname is Zhuo!

A complete cultivator in the Purple Mansion, she can easily kill it~www.wuxiaspot.com~Of course, the premise is that this person can be stopped on this ice sheet.

Because King Yun just wanted to build the Zhenyuan Tower, the camp was concentrated in the core of the Xuedu Ruins. However, the Chen people did not have a fixed concentration, and there were many guards all around, almost surrounding King Yun's Northern Expedition Army.

Surrounded on all sides, only flying over this iceberg is a way that will not touch the dust tribe's attack. So she just has to wait here.

The only thing that made her feel in the way was the dude prince who was always trying to stick to it.

Finally the goddess stopped and stared in the southwest direction. While asking for advice, Hao Qi approached quietly, and was finally less than half a step away from the iceberg beauty.

It's a pity that he didn't smell the fragrance of beauty as he wanted, but felt that she was surrounded by a layer of strong wind that far surpassed the cold wind of the North Ming, and it was as sharp as a blade. The wind blows to pieces.

But this little thing can't stop him, an expert who is drunk with flowers.

He suddenly screamed, and his feet slipped forward.