Son-in-law Dan Zun

"Is this your biggest hole card?"

Luo Wushu raised his head, glanced at the deep alley with no one, suddenly a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He didn't know how powerful Henggu Wushuang Fate Soul was.

But right now, you can see how domineering the soul of life transformed by the Thunder Dragon is.

"boom!"

With a thought in his heart, his body was shining brightly, stinging the eyes of the man in black.

The violent wind howled, blowing Luo Wushu's white clothes fluttering, hunting and hunting.

The dragon soul in front of him appeared, and Yan Hui's eyes swept toward the black-clothed man to the black-clothed leader, overbearing and impossibly overbearing.

"This……"

The black-clothed leader's gaze stagnated, and in his eyes, there was an incomparable sense of astonishment and fear that quickly poured out.

"Is that a dragon?"

The few surviving people in black all had their eyes wrong, and then they seemed to think of something again.

No, that is the soul of life.

But, how can anyone have a dragon soul?

Could it be that he is the true dragon emperor of my Yuan Kingdom?

"kill me?"

The voice of Long Yin roared with Luo Wushu's cold voice.

In the next instant, the thunder dragon roared out, and the dragon claws filled with thunder light smashed out, facing the huge magic monument.

"Boom!"

The sound of violent collision resounded through the world, and the entire imperial city seemed to be shaken at this moment.

The moving storm of spiritual energy swept away in a terrifying posture.

Suddenly, the walls on both sides of the alley collapsed suddenly.

"can you?"

In the storm, an icy questioning sound resounded abruptly.

"Crack!"

As soon as the shout fell, a crack appeared on the huge magic stele in an instant, and then it spread quickly, and completely shattered in several horrified eyes.

"Roar……"

The voice of the dragon chant remained the same, the thunder dragon didn't stop for a while, and the huge real dragon claws directly smashed the opponent's head.

The black-clothed leader wanted to resist, but the dragon's claws were so overbearing that even the devil monument could be broken, not to mention the hasty resistance.

With the sound of Long Xiao, his head was already clasped by sharp claws, and he lifted it up.

As long as Luo Wushu's mind moved, that sharp claw would squeeze his head without hesitation.

"Whose person are you?" Luo Wushu shouted, his eyes swept across the leader of the man in black like a sharp blade.

"Under the world, could it be Wang Tu, whose person do you say I am?" the black-clothed leader bluffed.

However, deep in his eyes, there was an uncontrollable panic.

Luo Wushu's gaze was too terrifying, and it actually made him unable to resist.

"I know you are a member of the royal family, but you are not qualified to represent the entire royal family."

Luo Wushu asked again: "The eighth prince, or the sixth prince?"

"You..." The black-clothed leader gritted his teeth, plucked up all his confidence, and smiled Senran: "Guess!"

Luo Wushu stopped talking, but his expression became more and more indifferent, with a faint flash of cold light.

boom!

The real dragon's claws squeezed, and his head exploded directly, splashing blood.

"hiss!"

Between the heaven and the earth, there were several voices of cold breathing faintly spread out.

The severely wounded men in black looked at Luo Wushu, whose expression remained unchanged, with amazement.

In the bottom of my heart, there is a kind of fear of the name, which breeds.

"I say!"

"I say!"

Several people gave in almost at the same time, begging for mercy.

"Do you think I really care who the person behind you is?"

At this moment, Luo Wushu was not moved at all, and the thunder dragon took away the lives of several people.

"A bold fanatic, how dare you assassinate me in the imperial city."

Luo Wushu's mouth suddenly uttered a majestic voice, echoing with the voice of the dragon's chant, rolling like thunder, resounding across the sky.

Afterwards, the soul of life dissipated, and his figure disappeared into the night.

What?

Someone assassinated the emperor?

Who dared to do such an assassination in the imperial city of our Yuan Kingdom?

I just seemed to see the dragon shadow, is that the emperor's method?

Does the voice of the dragon chant represent dragon anger?

Soon, the movement here attracted a large number of people.

However, there is nothing other than the corpse in one place.

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An ambush left many people sleepless in the middle of the night.

However, Luo Wushu returned to the Qinse Restaurant and fell into a sweet dream like a okay person.

Early in the morning, Luo Wushu and Bai Ning came to the lobby on the first floor for breakfast.

Suddenly, there were voices of discussion floating in the ears.

"Have you heard? Last night, someone assassinated the current saint?"

"I heard, but it's fake."

"There has been news from the palace. It is false news. The current saint did not leave the palace at all last night."

"Fake, but I saw the sound of the dragon's roar resounding crazily last night, isn't it Dragon Fury?"

"Maybe it is, but it won't be the current Lord."

"But this matter must not be that simple, do you know? Those dead bodies are all Imperial Guards."

"Hi... Actually someone actually did something to the royal family?"

"I don't know, but among the dead, there was also a guard army captain, who was a strong man in the Royal Air Realm, who was squeezed to death."

"Which Captain of the Guard?"

"I don't know, but in the morning, His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince personally took someone to take away the corpses, it may be his own."

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Luo Wushu was eating breakfast casually, his eyes narrowed suddenly, was it the Eighth Prince?

He did not feel that he had any enmity with the Eighth Prince.

At best, it is to refuse the other party's toast. Is it necessary to send someone to assassinate it?

I don't know, did the Eighth Prince hear the last warning.

A smile suddenly appeared at the corner of Luo Wushu's mouth.

If the eighth prince is still lingering, he doesn't mind, and kills the opponent together.

Today, Mo Qingcheng did not come to Luo Wushu.

In this regard, Luo Wushu was also very happy.

He was already annoyed by his own appearance, and being too handsome is always easy to get people's attention.

If you add Mo Qingcheng's face to it, it is simply that he is always watched.

In contrast, a person is much better.

After eating breakfast, Luo Wushu asked Bai Ning to stay in the restaurant and seize the time to practice, while he went to the Alchemy Guild alone.

Today, it is not Qing Zhu who receives Luo Wushu, but he is the sixth-rank alchemist of the Alchemy Guild, and few people know it.

After spending money and renting an alchemy room, Luo Wushu persuaded the waiter to retreat and practice alchemy alone.

With yesterday's ‘failure’ and re-adjusted his mentality, Luo Wushu successfully refined the Seven-Star Linglong Pill.

Moreover, it has a perfect Dan pattern.

Later, Luo Wushu refined some more medicines to assist his own cultivation.

By the way, I also helped Yaoyue and Mo Fan refine some.

After returning to Qinse Restaurant, after another two days of quiet practice, Yaoyue and Mo Fan finally arrived in the imperial city one after another.

The guards sent by Mo Qingcheng at the gate of the city led them to the Qinse Restaurant.

What surprised Luo Wushu the most was that the two of them had undergone rapid changes compared to more than half a month ago.

Already, the cultivation base of the imperial Qi realm peak!

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