Master, please don’t bring Feng Aotian back again!

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Recalling the first time I met Her Royal Highness the Princess in the Imperial City.

Her bright eyes instantly attracted Mo Benqing's attention.

Chestnut eyes.

Born to monitor the sky.

"There is a mysterious guidance for the weather in the world."

"He was supposed to be the next Heavenly Supervisor, but he was born into the royal family. It seems that this dragon energy belongs to Shangguan, and his fate is not to end."

Mo Benqing stood up slowly.

The old man's back suddenly stopped when he caught a glimpse of the yellowed papers on the table.

That is the secret method of monitoring the sky.

Prisoner Thunder.

"hiss."

Mo Benqing didn't remember taking these things out.

He's not that senile yet.

and so.

The old man walked quickly to the transparent glass.

Looking far into the distance:

"Your Highness, you..."

"Senior, Changsheng is here to ask you to go to Tiange."

The call from under the White Jade Tower brought Mo Benqing back to his senses.

The old man shook his sleeves and responded in a full-throated voice:

"No, I won't go to Changshengtian anymore. I'm sick."

"what?"

This sound like a huge bell...

You told me you were sick?

"Don't you understand?"

"As ordered."

The messenger downstairs quickly descended from the White Jade Tower and relayed Mo Benqing's meaning to the person from Changsheng.

"Your Highness, this move of yours is really too reckless. Others are playing chess, are you planning to overturn the entire chessboard?"

"Overturn the chessboard..."

He thought about it and suddenly smiled:

"But why not? This courage is the reason for being a king."

……

"Prisoner Thunder?"

Condensing heaven and earth into a cage.

Forcing everyone involved to share the thunder tribulation.

Is this the transfer of heavenly calamity?

Lin Li really hadn't thought about it.

He thought that transferring the heavenly tribulation meant finding another person to bear the thunder tribulation for his master.

At the very least, it can weaken some of it.

I didn't expect there was such a method.

And it is a method that the spirit beasts have always kept secret.

But most people can't withstand the tribulation of thunder.

and many more.

normal person.

Lin Li opened the window and looked toward the top of Changshengtian.

The sky is round and the place is round.

The local confrontation has come to an end.

All that was left was Xuanyuan’s Tiange.

It seems that those who can get up there are not ordinary people.

"Oh?"

The more I think about it.

The corners of Lin Li's mouth couldn't help but rise.

If it were anyone else.

Lin Li might consider the innocence and not take action.

But under the premise that everyone is an enemy.

What else does he have to worry about?

"What are the prerequisites for this secret method..."

It seemed that he had guessed Lin Li's thoughts long ago.

The boy just looked back.

Diao Chan had already shot a ray of starlight into his mind.

The way of restraint.

The means of forming an array.

It's like an old book that's gradually opening up in my mind.

All of them are engraved in the boy's memory.

Finish these.

Diao Chan's complexion became visibly weaker.

It couldn't even maintain its human form, and instantly turned back into its original white-striped ferret, lying limply on the table.

Until everything in your mind is digested.

Lin Li then looked at Diao Chan on the table with a look of sudden realization.

He opened his mouth slightly:

"This method isn't exclusive to your spirit beasts, right?"

In a word.

Diao Chan was sweating profusely.

But she didn't respond and just collapsed and pretended to be dead.

Anyway.

I have done what I needed to do.

To die is to die.

Wow.

I am dead.

70. Lin Li's Counterattack

The night is long in the Northern Mansion.

Shangguan Jin, who mistook a red flower for a golden hairpin, looked up at the stars in the sky.

Tonight just feels long.

"Your Highness."

The guards with swords came slowly.

His steps seemed particularly heavy.

All the bad news was now concentrated on the black bag in his hand.

Shangguan Jin turned around.

She recognized all the assassins around her.

The person in front of her was her confidant who was sent to the Central Territory to welcome Lin Li.

At that time, two people should have gone together.

However, only one came back this time.

And he was covered with bruises.

"I have done my job poorly, and I hope Your Highness will punish me."

The other party was clearly missing a leg, but he still forced himself to kneel down.

Shangguan Jin quickly helped him up.

Her Royal Highness the Princess has never been a cold-blooded and pedantic person.

"Lu Qing...how is it?"

The assassin shook his head. Even though he had already put life and death aside, his eyes were still trembling when he talked about his companions.

"We were ambushed while rushing to the central region. In order to cover my retreat, Lu Qing was killed by them..."

Shangguan Jin sighed after getting the answer. He looked at his disabled right foot and couldn't bear it, so he called his attendants:

"Take care of him."

The assassins have no ties and their only concern is their master.

They didn't even have any family members for Shangguan Jin to take care of, so Her Royal Highness the Princess was very grateful to them for being extremely loyal and even willing to sacrifice their lives for her.

"The subordinates are incompetent."

He lowered his head, and even though he was lame, he kept talking about his guilt.

Shangguan Jin sent someone to send him away.

Even for Her Royal Highness the Princess, it is difficult to deal with the shame caused by loyalty for a while.

The dead soldier is a chess piece of the master.

She shouldn't have been sentimental.

Shangguan Jin picked up the letters on the table that were continuously sent from the Central Territory.

These are all written by Lu Qing himself.

But according to the assassins, he had already died on the way to the central region.

So who is the person who keeps writing letters to me?

"Um……"

Shangguan Jin threw the letter into the fire. Seeing the blazing fire, she became concerned about the people in the Central Realm.