Bad People Started as an Undercover Xuanming Sect

Chapter 88 Chapter 88
Outside the city of Bianzhou.

The autumn wind is bleak, and the fallen leaves are golden.

The young horse, the morning glow and the sunrise, the first ray of sunshine between heaven and earth shines on the golden road of the earth.

The boys and girls bid farewell.

"It's rare to have a confidant in life, brother Zhang, with you in this life, my life, Li Xingyun, is not in vain."

Li Xingyun and Zhang Zifan hugged each other heavily, without saying anything.

"Me too."

Zhang Zifan said with a smile, and patted Li Xingyun on the shoulder.

"Take care, take care of Lin Xuan, and take care of yourself."

"You too."

Different from the strong atmosphere of these two boys, the two little girls were chattering, as if they had endless things to say.

Lu Linxuan enthusiastically took Ji Ruxue's hand, and said with a smile on his face, "Miss Xue'er, I heard from my elder brother that you have written to the empress to leave Huanyinfang."

"Hmm..." Ji Ruxue blushed slightly and nodded.

"Then my senior brother must be very happy."

"Where is there..."

Ji Ruxue's jade cheeks were full of glow, her pretty face was so blushing that she didn't dare to look up.

At this time, Zhang Zifan said goodbye to Li Xingyun, and led the horse to prepare to set off.

Zhang Zifan and Zhang Zifan got on their horses and said, "Brother Li, Miss Ji, if you get bored staying in the Jianlu, come to Tianshi Mansion to find us."

Li Xingyun scolded with a smile: "You can't come to Jianlu to see us with your junior sister. I can't afford the travel expenses because it's so far away."

Zhang Zifan laughed out loud.

"Okay then, I'll buy you a drink then."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Zifan flicked his horsewhip and took a step ahead.

"Goodbye."

"Take care of yourself…"

Li Xingyun held Ji Ruxue's soft and boneless little hand, watched Zhang Zifan and Zhang Zifan's back, and said with a soft smile.

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The next day.

All traces of the Bianliang Palace were erased, as if nothing had happened.

Surrounded by many officials, a thin, submissive figure walked towards the dragon chair that symbolized the supreme under heaven.

"Congratulations to the Second Highness for enthroning!"

This person was supported by Zhu Yougui, the real substitute of Zhu Youwen.

Who would have thought that a substitute puppet could ascend to the sky in one step and ascend to the throne of Emperor Liang. This feeling...is really wonderful.

"Hahahahaha..."

Fake Zhu Youwen let out a maniacal laugh, stroking the dragon chair under him, and constantly adjusted his sitting posture, but he was uncomfortable at all, jumping up and down like a monkey.

"Cough cough, come here, tell me... tell me my will, let Zhu Youzhen kill herself immediately, go!"

Fake Zhu Youwen's face was flushed, his legs were slightly exhausted due to excessive excitement, he wanted to stand up but he couldn't stand firmly and then fell back, clasping his hands on the dragon chair and yelling loudly.

Maybe it's a guilty conscience, but as long as Zhu Youzhen dies, then his fake will have to be real.

I'm the emperor, I'm the emperor...

"Ha ha ha ha…"

If you have the power, you can get rid of all the people you don't like, you can get all the things you want, you can order the world, and you can do whatever you want!

Since ancient times, countless moral gentlemen and modest gentlemen have worshiped at its feet, and no one can resist its temptation, so what are brothers?Close relatives can also be killed!

...

On the other hand, look at the city of Luzhou at this time.

The two armies were at war, and the atmosphere was tense.

The car drove up, and Zhu Youzhen, who was dressed in bright silver armor, sat on it with a big horse and a golden sword. Behind him, hundreds of thousands of troops stared at him, their weapons flashing and revealing their sharpness, full of murderous aura.

Under the city of Luzhou, Li Cunxu, the heir of the Jin Dynasty, led people out of the front of the battle. He wore a golden armor mask on his face, and an actor with heavy makeup and light makeup was beside him.

Jing Xin Mo stood up fiercely, and angrily reprimanded Zhu Youzhen, "Hey! Zhu Youzhen, what is your intention to invade the country by raising troops for no reason?"

Zhu Youzhen sneered, he was ordered to take Luzhou, firstly to take this important place for military strategists, in order to capture Li Keyong in Taiyuan in the future; The Longquan treasure that the heart is fascinated by.

"Heh, Li Cunxu, I advise you to surrender obediently. The army behind me is four times as large as yours. What do you use to fight me?"

Li Cunxu snorted coldly, raised his fingers and sang: "Zhu Wen is a traitor, licentious and tyrannical, and violates our territory. Sooner or later, I will capture him, and sooner or later, I will kill him."

At this time, Zhu Youzhen's face was cold, and he was about to order the army to attack, but was stopped by a delicate and heroic woman in a red dress.

"His Royal Highness, a letter from Bianliang."

Zhu Youzhen's face darkened, and she opened the envelope, then she was taken aback, and her face became much uglier.

"Withdraw!"

"Zhu Youzhen, just now she uttered wild words, but now she has not moved. Is it because I am afraid, I am afraid, I am afraid, I will not succeed!"

Li Cunxu made sarcastic remarks later, but Zhu Youzhen, who has undergone tremendous changes, can't manage so much, she is really upset.

Seeing that Zhu Youzhen's army really retreated, Li Cunxu took off his mask and stared deeply.

"Since that's the case, then don't bother the officers and soldiers. All the officers and soldiers listen to the order and go back to the city~go~!"

at this time.

Inside Liang Jun's big tent.

Zhu Youzhen sat on the big tiger skin chair with a gloomy face, as if dripping water.

Zhong Xiaokui opened the tent and walked in, cupped his hands and said, "Your Highness, Bianliang..."

"Hmph, see for yourself."

Zhu Youzhen snorted coldly, and threw the envelope in front of Zhong Xiaokui.

When I picked it up, my pupils shrank suddenly.

"Zhu Yougui kills the king? Bad guy... His Second Highness ascends the throne and proclaims himself emperor, and wants His Highness to... commit suicide?"

"My good second brother, you are really my brother, you are really good."

Zhu Youzhen gritted her teeth, and angrily smashed her fist on the red lacquered wooden chair below her.

Zhong Xiaokui knelt down with a plop, and advised: "Your Highness, don't learn from Fusu and do that foolish and loyal act."

"Hmph, I'm not an idiot, but I'm not a soft persimmon either."

Zhu Youzhen thought for a while, and then came up with a clever plan.

"Come here, pass on the king's will, and say that my second brother has a villain and a sycophant who disturbs the imperial court. We are called... Qing Jun's side, yes, it is Qing Jun's side!"

"Also, tell Yang Yan and Yang Miao not to hide."

Zhu Youzhen laughed, and immediately ordered the army to return to the court.

at the same time.

After receiving the news that Zhu Wen and his son killed each other in Jiaolan Temple, the princes of the world had different expressions. .

The loss of a hegemon in the Central Plains is bound to lead to war.

Li Xingyun, who was in the eye of the storm, returned to Jianlu, opened a medical clinic, and lived comfortably with Ji Ruxue, ignoring the wind and rain outside.

But he still doesn't understand what this bloodline means, and how much interest there will be behind it. The chess player behind the scenes still refuses to give up, and the dark waves are surging.

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It was a sunny day with no clouds in the sky.

Among the thin clouds and mist, on the mountain peak, a charming girl with purple-red long hair pinched her waist, looking down at the majestic city below the mountain.

The young girl wore a raucous silver headdress that was curved like a crescent moon, her long purple hair was combed into a ponytail, revealing her white and slender jade neck.

The appearance is charming and pure, pretty and pleasant.

Under the curved willow-leaf eyebrows, a pair of charming and pure eyes are bright and pleasant, with a touch of red glow from the corners of the eyes, and a touch of crimson purple between the ruddy cherry lips.

A purple close-fitting skirt, revealing a touch of white and delicate skin on the shoulders and back.The graceful and graceful figure is curvy and exquisite, which sets off the hazy beauty of the girl.

Under the slender waist is a pair of purple moiré boots, and the slender and beautiful legs are straight, playful and cute.

A scimitar is pinned to the back of the waist, two purple and red gourds are hung on both sides of the waist, and a flute is twirling in his hand, exuding a kind of freedom and unrestraint from the nature of heaven and earth.

(End of this chapter)