"..." What kind of master is this who is anonymous?Even if they want to seek revenge for the unjust souls who died at his hands, I'm afraid they still have to find out the name of the murderer first, right?

At the moment when Zai Lai and the others were chatting, Xuan Ling, who had gone to vent his anger on his sister's behalf at the behest of his second senior brother, had taken advantage of the night to enter the brightly lit Xiyuan Palace.

Without alerting any of the Yulin troops, or even the palace people who were watching outside the dormitory, Xuanling held a long sword in his hand. As soon as he stepped outside the dormitory, he used the tip of his sword to point the few warriors guarding the inner chamber of the dormitory. After breaking their air, he walked straight into the inner room, turned around and locked the door.

After being pushed awake by two prime ministers who never left his side while sleeping, Emperor Xiyuan looked at the man in black who broke into the palace at night in panic.

"You...who are you!"

Xuan Ling glanced at him and reluctantly spoke after a long time.

"I want you to take care of it!"

"..." This has reached the door of the room where he sleeps. Can he not ask?

Xuan Ling Qing Leng's eyes slowly narrowed, and the ink-colored long sword in his hand suddenly moved. Before Emperor Xiyuan could even see clearly what was happening in front of him, the right arms of the two prime minister-level guards guarding him flew up into the air, and then landed on the left and right sides of the dormitory respectively.

The floor of the dormitory was covered with precious snow-white tiger skin, which was immediately stained with large, colorful and dazzling blood stains.

With a clever flick, Xuan Ling shook off a few drops of blood on the sword, and walked towards the frightened Emperor Xiyuan step by step with silent steps.

"You...which sect are you from?" Emperor Xiyuan asked tremblingly, kicking his legs and retreating to the sleeping couch, "I, I warn you...if you dare to assassinate me, Xiyuan will never let your sect go!"

Xuan Ling's reaction was... He didn't even have a reaction. He still wore a handsome face, walked to the bed and raised the long sword in his hand again. Along with Emperor Xiyuan's frightened scream, strands of black hair were scattered in the bedroom.

After cutting off the arms of two prime ministers in one go and giving Emperor Xiyuan a new haircut, Xuan Ling left the palace without saying a word, leaving Emperor Xiyuan sitting on the couch in silence, looking at the shaved hair on the bed.

After a long while, he finally came to his senses, reached out and touched his bare head, and yelled angrily at the top of his voice when the Yulin troops in the palace rushed to rescue him.

"Who is he?" After just finishing talking about the third senior brother she admired the most, Zai Lai took the water glass handed over by Gu Xing, took a few sips to moisten her throat, and then continued her lecture with great interest.

"Fifth senior brother"

Chishui finally caught someone he had heard before, "The only people in the world who know Yi Yi is from the Golden Gate, and he has been looking for the soul paper."

"Because he acts in a low-key manner. This is the rule of the second senior brother." There is no way that her fifth senior brother has always been unable to be in the limelight.

Lu Lu was puzzled, "Why do you have to keep a low profile?" Why are there such big differences among the disciples of the Golden Gate?Peng Cai, who is famous all over the continent, and Xuan Ling, who is so low-key that he has never heard of it?What is the standard?

"He has a bad temper." He is the most impulsive in the whole division.

"That's it?"

Zai Lai was helpless at this point, and she sighed softly.

"The second senior brother said that if the fifth senior brother loses his temper again and embarrasses the Golden Gate, then he will take his nude paintings to the fourth senior sister and print them into a pornographic book." The fifth senior brother is scared to death that his butt will be printed in the pornographic book and become famous all over the world. Can he not restrain himself?

"..." What a terrifying threat.

But at this time, Jianyang, with a follower Mo Zhui who couldn't get rid of him, was in the small countries around the Lu country, carrying out their great mission of standing up for the girl.

Finally having a reason, he didn't have to restrain his arrogance. With all his arrogance, he kicked down all the doors of small countries. Whether it was the palace gate, the capital city gate, the gates of various government offices, or the homes of the emperor's relatives, as long as the doors were a little too big, he kicked them all to vent his anger.

Mo Zhui, on the other hand, watched with cold eyes and occasionally helped the villain.

He used the art of disguise to face the emperors of various countries. Whenever he visited a country, he would threaten the country to start war in the face of the neighboring emperors, regardless of how much trouble he caused for those emperors.

When it comes to Yue Qiong, whose reputation is as loud as Penglai's, Zai Lai's mood is extremely good.

"Fourth Senior Sister? She is very nice."

What's better?

At present, in the Xiyuan Kingdom, the number of yellow books is overflowing like a raging yellow tide. I heard that the Emperor of Xiyuan was so angry that he went to the Temple of Heaven and went to ask Yue to curse the eighteenth generation of Yue Qiong's ancestors.

"Senior sister, she usually loves to write and draw. She said that she is an ambitious and gentle person." In Yu Zailai's heart, the gap between Yue Qiong's image and reality was... a little bit big.

"..." Her ambition is to use the Little Yellow Book to unify all the countries?

Zailai nodded as he spoke, "She also has a good temper, and she always smiles at me."

In the meeting hall of Nanzhen Palace, Yue Qiong threw away the paintbrush in her hand, walked towards Queen Nanzhen with a smile, and showed her the latest painting of a naked man.

"What do you think of this one?"

Queen Nanzhen, who was tied to a chair, blushed and glared angrily at Yue Qiong, who didn't know what shame was.

She never imagined that Yue Qionghui, who had never had any grudges with Nanzhen, would visit the palace at night, poison an entire palace, and then break into the meeting hall and easily subdue a room of people. What next?After all the ministers were discussing state affairs, they sat on the discussion table openly and began to paint pictures for a group of senior ministers under the Queen's banner.

"What, you don't like it?" Seeing that she seemed dissatisfied, Yue Qiong changed another picture, "That's this one. Look, the size is so spectacular."

Like the people in the first hall, Queen Nanzhen, who was hit in the mute point and could not speak, was so angry that the veins on her forehead appeared one by one.

"I heard that your fiancé just died a while ago, and you are now worried about who to marry next?" Yue Qiong patted her on the shoulder with a knowing look, "With these paintings, you don't have to worry about it in the future. You see, I have drawn all the key points for you. You can choose whatever you like, big, small, thick, thin, long or short!"

Such a shameless person... Queen Nanzhen, whose eyes were red with anger, wished she could rush forward and bite her twice.

"Don't glare at me like that, I will think you are too grateful to me." Yue Qiong's evenly red lips said, "By the way, you don't have to think about going to the Golden Gate to complain to Penglai, because I was sent here by him this time."

"Next time your sister wants to steal my junior sister's man, be sure to ask her to think clearly." Yue Qiong bent down and whispered in her ear, and smoothly opened her acupuncture points.

Chapter 8(2)

As soon as the mute point was released, Queen Nanzhen couldn't wait to shout.

"Return their paintings to me!" Actually... she actually painted naked paintings of her Nanzhen ministers. If this matter is going to be spread, how can she, the empress, have any dignity?

"No." Yue Qiong didn't agree?He shook his head, "These are my meat tickets."

"Meat ticket?"

This was what she had in mind from the beginning, "If you want it, then use the money to ransom it. When the ransom is received, I will return it to you."

"You!" Queen Nanzhen was so angry that she almost moved her position. Some of the courtiers who had been painted with masterpieces, some of whom were very old, rolled their eyes unbearably and fainted one after another.

After Yue Qiong put away the painting, he waved goodbye to her gracefully, "Remember to pay the ransom quickly, otherwise if I accidentally print it in a book, don't blame me for not notifying you in advance!"

"Moon Dome——"

After roughly telling everything Yue Qiong had done since he was a child, Zai Lai didn't even notice how strange the other people's faces were, and he was still excited to continue talking.

"The next ones are my junior brothers and sisters."

"Stop talking, we don't want to know more..." A group of audience members were dying and waved their hands to her feebly.

"What did I say wrong?" Zailailaila pulled Gu Xing's sleeves.

"No." It's just that the truth always hurts people and destroys their impression of the Golden Gate.

Lu Lu looked at her with almost reverence, "Xiao Lai, is your school located on some kind of dragon, tiger, and tiger's den? Or is it in some beautiful place?"

"It's just an ordinary hilltop."