The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 113: Believe in yourself
Ping Yongjia asked: "What's the matter?"
Gu Qing did not speak, and said to Apiao: "Your Majesty is waiting for you in the palace."
Apiao blew the black hair on his forehead, rolled his eyes, exuding a sullen light, and said: "I am the future Emperor of the Underworld. I will come when I call, and I will leave when I call. ?"
Regardless of whether you need face or not, you should go or you have to go. The tunnel in the study was opened, and she walked in angrily. When she came out, it was the bedroom of the Luguo Mansion.
On the flower stand is a piece of porcelain that you can see at a glance. A Piao thought about the rumor of the teacher's door many years ago. His face projected a light of curiosity and eagerness. His heart was itchy, and his right hand behind him quietly stretched out. Gave a finger.
The grey-haired Grandpa Lu came in, he knew what she was thinking by looking at the light on her face, and quickly said: "No need! No need!"
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Gong Lu took A Piao into the palace, and he was naturally careful to cover it, so that no one noticed it.
The meeting was not over yet, he first took her to the queen dowager’s palace.
The Queen Mother Hu looked at A Piao, she immediately got up from the couch, wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes, took her into her arms, and said distressedly: "Why did you come back after so many years, take a look, this face is pale Yes, this thin body must not eat well."
After the battle in Chaoge City, A Piao lived in the palace for several years. Empress Dowager Hu always wanted a daughter and loved her very much. A Piao was very affectionate to her, but she couldn't help but say: "There is no sun below, of course it will be whiter."
Queen Mother Hu smiled and scolded: "As soon as she speaks, she knows that she is a disciple of God Mofeng, and she can't speak well."
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Jing Yao returned to the temple to pick up an important thing. Hearing her mother complained that she didn’t say anything to Apiao, she couldn’t help but sighed and said, “Mother, she is the future Emperor of the Underworld after all. She should be respected as a child."
The Queen Mother Hu was annoyed when she heard it, and said: "I gave her all the bead flowers your father gave me, how can I respect it?"
Jing Yao was very helpless, thinking that this is not the same thing, and then remembering some rumors, he hesitated for a while and said: "There is something, I said you don’t get angry, but the master is about to get married. You still pay attention, don’t always..."
Behind Mrs. Hu, like frost, patted the case heavily, staring into his eyes and said: "When I often call him into the hall, you don't know why? Isn't it all for you! Do you want to avoid suspicion? Me? They are all ten feet apart from him, and the eyebrows are not clear. How do you want me to avoid suspicion? Should I move to Qipanshan, or do you want to go back to my home cave? Tell me clearly!"
Jing Yao dared to say something, so he hurried forward and knelt, after a long time, he finally coaxed her well, and then fled away from the bedroom. After he left, Queen Mother Hu's anger disappeared without a trace and became extremely calm, but the next moment she suddenly raised her hands to cover her face, and cried silently.
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In the well house, Ping Yongjia looked at the empty courtyard and said, "Brother, when will we plant another tree? Isn't the sister-in-law calm down?"
Gu Qing said with a smile: "Turning the subject is so blunt. It seems that in the underworld these years, the younger sister has taken good care of you."
Ping Yongjia scratched her head in embarrassment, and said: "I always feel that my brother is serious about asking me to come back. It must be no small matter, a little nervous."
"It's really not a trivial matter, and it can even be said to be more dangerous." Gu Qing said: "At the battle of Chaoge City, Bulao Lin did some effort, so the court did not pursue them too tightly afterwards, but did not expect to let them in. Chaoge City has gradually taken root. In the past few years, something has happened, but as a result, Bulao Lin has also revealed more features. Last fall, I found a clue to roughly confirm the position of Taiping. I ask you to come back this time because I want you to help me catch him or kill him directly."
Ping Yongjia was surprised and said: "Me? Just me? Just me?"
Gu Qing said: "No one knows who Immortal Lin is in the court and the various sects, I can only trust my own people."
Ping Yongjia no longer has any fear when he hears his own three words, but still has some doubts, and said: "I can't beat him together with you."
"I now have the imperial city formation. If the real person Taiping enters Chaoge City, he can be temporarily controlled somewhere."
Gu Qing looked into his eyes and said: "And what you have to do is to arouse the sword intent and kill him like a hundred years ago."
Ping Yongjia scratched her head and said, "You mean the Zhuxian Sword Formation?"
"Yes, at that time your sword intent was being used by Master, and only you in Chaotian Continent knew how to use the Zhuxian Sword Array."
Gu Qing didn't wait for him to speak, and continued: "You would be in the palace at that time, just set up an array in the air."
Ping Yongjia was a little nervous and said: "Zhu Xianjian always appears in my dreams, but I don't have confidence."
Gu Qing said: "I have been studying the three implicits of the Chengtian sword technique in recent years, we can discuss it."
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When the brothers Gu Qing and Ping Yongjia were discussing the important matter in a low voice, their master was lying on a couch not far away, with his eyes closed, still beautiful. The lotus has never been dusted.
Jing Jiu has been in deep sleep for a hundred years, and many people in Chaotian Continent remember him, and the disciples in Qingshan will never forget this ancestor.
But remembering and missing are two different things.
People in the world are busy singing the colorfulness of life. Where would you miss him?
That is, these people of God Mofeng and the descendants of other places will often miss him, hoping that he can wake up as soon as possible.
Now these people are facing the most troublesome and dangerous situation in the world, so naturally they miss him even more, thinking if he is here, will these things happen?
The question is, even if Jing Jiu really wakes up at this time, can he solve all this?
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Zhao Layue's sight fell on the distant ice peak in the north, with a little blood.
She was thinking about this issue too, and soon came to a conclusion.
Why should I count on you?
Even if you are Jing Jiu.
Since you didn't accompany me into the snowfield, and didn't accompany me for six years, then I have to go out alone.
Fusi sword moved without wind, slitting the sleeves and skirts, and then twisting those cloth tapes tightly around her arms and thighs like a needle and thread.
The meaning of the floating fairy family suddenly became the taste of iron-blooded battlefield.
Zhao Layue closed her eyes, took a deep breath, held the hilt of the Firth sword in both hands, gave a low drink, smashed the ice and snow, and greeted the snow charms in the sky.
Wipe, a **** sword light cut open the blue glacier, and then cut through the bluer sky.
Countless crystal chips are flying all over the sky, colder than the cold, like a rain of arrows, shooting all around, and then bounce on the ground, being rolled up again by the howling wind.
More than ten cold and terrifying auras, like a cold beast, pounced on her body like a bite, hurting her body and grinding her spirit.
The sound of bombardment in front of the glacier kept ringing.
She kept falling and then flew up.
Blood is sprayed everywhere like ice chips.
She has more and more wounds, her face is getting paler, her hands holding the hilt are still so stable, and her eyes are still so cold.
The sky gradually dimmed, and it was night.
I don't know whether to escape or chase, she and the snow charms came to the snowy field from the glacier.
Under the shining sky of stars, the guards of the Snow Queen looked terrifying like monsters in mythology.
These monsters don't seem to feel tired at all, and they have never reduced the intensity and frequency of their attacks from start to finish.
Her white clothes have broken many gaps, and they are only maintained by the cloth straps tied to her arms and thighs, looking like a little girl who is going to fish in the stream.
The blood is no longer splashing, not because Xuemei can no longer hurt her, but because her blood is about to run out.
The flesh and blood torn apart by Xuemei's claws glowed with a palpable pale pink.
The snowy field in the early morning is full of cracks, just like her body.
A lot of Xuemei died, and fragments of corpses can be seen everywhere, and five Xuemei survived and received no serious injuries, and surrounded her.
Her breathing is heavy, her chest rises and falls slightly, and her body is covered with rags and torn flesh like rags.
You can even see jade-like bones in several places.
Fan Xing couldn't bear to look at this picture, gradually disappearing into the night, and soon replaced by the morning light.
She can't do it anymore.
In fact, the moment He Wei, the head of Kunlun, was attacked and fell on the surface of the glacier~IndoMTL.com~, she was already dead.
But she continued to fight for one day and one night.
The breeze shook her short hair like weeds and brushed her flesh and blood body, causing no less pain than Ling Chi, but it couldn't make her thick eyebrows tremble.
She slowly let go of her left hand, and only used the right hand to hold the Firth sword, as if she was carrying a fish that had just been touched out of a stream.
She lowered her head and looked at the snow dripping from her feet before her feet, without speaking.
She was exhausted to the extreme, but did not sit down because she knew that if she sat down, she would never be able to stand up again.
The five Xuemei looked at her, and their eyes like spars seemed to have a certain emotion changed.
Emotions are extremely rare for such high-level Snow Country monsters, not to mention their emotions at this time are respect.
The rules of the Snow Country are very simple. Respect is only a tribute to the lower-level beings to the higher-level beings.
They are the guards of the Snow Queen. For countless years, this kind of respect will only be given to Her Majesty.
Just respecting doesn't mean not letting it go. They walked towards Zhao Layue, and the shadows brought out by the tall figure gradually closed like a mountain.
Zhao Layue is very good at deducing calculations, knowing that the next moment is death, there will be no accidents.
At this moment when the long night was approaching, she thought of a lot of things, and then thought of a lot of things, but her breath gradually calmed down.
On the main road, no ascetic can accept the long night gently and calmly, but when the long night really comes, it is good to be calmer.
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