Chapter 657 Tianyan 49, only Meng Jiuer is missing

"Senior Liao, you can't even tell with your cultivation, then this girl is not here..."

The Pavilion Master said half of what he said.

"That's right." Senior Liao interrupted him: "Not in the Three Realms, not in the Five Elements, Pavilion Master, have you ever thought about what kind of person is not in these two?"

The owner of the pavilion suddenly shrank his pupils: "The Dao is fifty, the Tianyan is 49, and the lack of one in the Heavenly Dao is also the meaning of leaving a glimmer of life. If there is ninety-nine dissatisfaction, this pavilion understands."

The pavilion master suddenly squinted his eyes as if he had seen through the world of heaven, earth and human relations. It turns out that the lack of heaven and law means that all things are equal, and everyone has a chance to find life.

No matter how perfect he was, the appearance of Meng Jiu'er became this shortcoming?Who is she?
"Don't think about it, come with me, that girl is by no means an idle person, and she will become a great weapon in the future. This chance of life, Mr. Ge will be given by Miss Nine. Thinking about it this way, Mr. Ge doesn't think he is considered a Is the numerology that came out completely secret?"

"There is nothing in this world that is absolutely certain. The appearance of Miss Meng Jiu'er created the first line of promise. It is said that there is a deficiency in the way of heaven, let alone human beings?"

The pavilion master muttered to himself, no wonder Chuan Yangzi, the ancestor of Yiyang, had never accepted apprentices in his life, but he accepted Meng Jiuer forcefully.

This also means that he was reincarnated in this life to save Meng Jiuer from becoming a reality.

The pavilion master understands that Meng Jiu'er will not be successful for a day, and fellow Taoist Chuanyangzi will not be resigned for a day. It turns out that this is his duty.

Everyone has their own tasks and missions, as the so-called natural talent must be useful.

The pavilion master nodded: "Senior Liao, let's go."

The news that the owner of Qingfeng Yage had escaped from his cell was discovered by the guards on shift before dawn.

After opening the prison door, it was found that there was no such person in the prison. The ground and the haystack were searched everywhere, but there was no one there.

The shackles of the prison door were still firmly locked.

This matter immediately spread in the Ministry of Justice, saying that it was an illusion used by the demons.

When this matter spread to the previous dynasty, everyone was uneasy:

"Your Majesty the Cavalry, I feel that this matter is strange. It must be a sorcery. I am sure that the Emperor ordered all the monks to be executed to avoid future troubles."

The emperor behind the curtain coughed a few times and looked sideways in the direction of the screen.

Before the emperor could speak, a person came with a bag of medicinal food: "Your Majesty, it's time for you to take your medicine."

The emperor took the decoction with trembling hands, his eyes showed unwilling pain, and with a snap, he threw the medicine bowl out.

The hot air rises with the shaking of the curtain.

"Your Majesty, take care of your dragon body!"

Man Chao civil and military knelt down, but everyone was afraid of the secret letter in the hands of the owner of the Qingfeng Yage Pavilion, and now he suddenly disappeared strangely, making Man Chao civil and military panic.

After depositing a little, the Minister of the Ministry of Officials cupped his hands and said:
"Your Majesty, give an order. Search the whole city and quickly send people to arrest Yaodao."

As soon as the words came out, a group of terrified courtiers said in unison:
"Please the emperor give an order."

"Cough cough cough cough cough!" The emperor behind the curtain coughed so badly that he couldn't breathe for several times.

"Your majesty, my concubine told you not to work so hard, what will happen in the future if you hurt your body for the sake of state affairs."

A woman's gentle voice came from behind the curtain.

The ministers kneeling in the court hall couldn't tell which empress in the palace it was, and no one dared to ask for a moment.

"Cough, cough, cough..." The emperor behind the curtain hadn't stopped coughing for a while: "Decree... quickly spread that King Nanming will enter the palace."

As soon as these words came out, the civil and military officials of Manchu Dynasty looked at each other in blank dismay.

The emperor didn't even mention half a word about killing demons.

"Yes." The guard hurried away.

"Ahem... Retire." After finishing speaking, Emperor Huachang slowly got up and returned to his study, subconsciously glanced at the guards following him, and then at Concubine Chang of Zeng Jin:

"I know you hate me, but it's absolutely impossible for you to ask me to reiterate the case of Meng Jiajun."

Meng Yue smiled shallowly: "Isn't the emperor afraid of death?"

"Even if my body doesn't die, there are not many days left. What's the difference between death and death?"

Emperor Huachang slowly picked up the pen and flipped through the memorial, his eyes were full of loneliness. From the moment he saw Concubine Chang these days, he knew that the whole thing was not that simple:
"It's a pity that you are a family of women, otherwise you will be able to govern the world with your talents. Hehe, the Meng family has no descendants, and it is useless for you to listen to politics behind the curtain."

(End of this chapter)

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