Xiao Zhongmou shook his head and said, "So many people, if someone uses magic to worship Taiyi, have already noticed that the eyes of Guangyuan are still in the seat. Who dares?"

"Brother Tu Su often lives in the mountains without knowing it, so it is better to stabilize food prices in Bingzhou and Qin Zhou. In other places, people have long complained that this evil fire will burst after being suppressed for too long."
Tu Su eyes some could not bear to "this is a taboo. If you suppress the Taiyi religion, can you find a way to eliminate the ghost sacrifice method before forming …"
"Can’t hold back"
Wang Xuan’s eyes are calm. "If there was absolute power in the past, but now the government troops are everywhere, I am afraid that the government troops will be unstable if they are suppressed everywhere."
Then Xiao Zhongmou and Tu Su suddenly looked to one side with scalp pins and needles.
It was Yan Guhong, the leader of the thief’s door, who saw that there were suddenly more people in the abyss.
"Make so much noise … ha ha ha …"
Yan Guhong corners of the mouth smile.
Wang Xuan glanced faintly. "Is Yan Kui-tou laughing?"
Yan Guhong sneered, "I laugh at the ignorance of the world, such as ants being profited by others, and I don’t know that a wildfire will disappear. At this time, it is a prosperous scene."
"Justice, righteousness and morality are all false feelings!"
Wang Xuan listened to silence.
Yan Guhong glanced coldly, "What do you think of this fire? The gluttonous army estimates that your prosperity will also be ruined."
Wang Xuan’s eyes are calm. "What Wang asks for is never wealth and wealth, and he won’t be treated as a fool. What do you want to do?"
Yan Guhong sneers at a figure that disappears instantly.
Xiao Zhongmou’s eyes are dignified. "My Lord, what does he mean?"
Wang Xuan shook his head slightly. "It’s just the opportunity to arch the fire. People like him don’t want to see the royal jokes and export evil spirits."
Say and look at the direction of the imperial city, with some doubts in his eyes.
"Who is this knife for …"
Chapter four hundred Yan Huang v. Causality casts a knife of public opinion
Shendu palace jidian
Since yesterday, all the officials in Shendu have been off for the New Year, and they will not go to court again until the day before the 15th.
The whole hall seems to be swinging, and the square outside the door is even more white, and you can feel the majestic loneliness of that round place.
Taidu Guxi walked alone in the square with the tattoo of Sun, Moon and Nebula embroidered in a crown.
This tiara is the imperial costume, and it will only be worn during ceremonies and sacrifices. Although it is gorgeous and solemn, it is troublesome to wear it.
He prefers simple cassock, but he has just received a message and hasn’t shown up for a long time. Yan Huang asked him to come in this dress.
"Father …"
TaiDuGuXi looked at the front pole temple pursed her lips and strode into the hall.
Cheep-cheep …
The original closed door is windy.
In front of the gatekeeper, the shining golden body guard has gone to the square hall, and only a figure of the throne is wrapped in a faint golden fog and can’t see clearly.
Du Guxi is not surprised to move on.
Although Ren Huang suppressed the country, the path of practice was completely broken by the divine power of incense, but there would also be amazing magical powers
An imperial decree can break up the ground.
A golden mouth can condense water, fire and wind.
Of course, there are also conditions. If the whole god is amazing, the palace is the center of the array.
When you leave the palace, your power is greatly reduced.
After entering the hall, TaiDuGuXi shook his clothes and bowed down solemnly and said, "I have seen my father."
The clear and clear hall kept echoing.
The golden light of the throne slowly dispersed and showed his head. Dai Jinmian was dressed in a robe. He was tall, with profound facial features and extraordinary bearing.
But his eyes are cloudy and his hair is white.
"Father …"
Too lonely to speak.
He didn’t see Yan Huang for several days, but he was old in a short time.
"hinder"
Yan Huang DuGuHong eyes calm slightly shook his head. "The secret method of seed-based life extension is against Shinto. How can there be no cost? Heer, you come …"
Too DuGuXi heart Yishan bitten to grind walked towards the throne step by step.
That place is convenient for the whole God Law Center, and it is also an important place of Shinto. Even if Guangyuan Zhenjun approaches, it will be rejected by Dayan’s 300-year-old incense power without Yan Huang’s permission.
TaiDuGuXi came to the throne somehow at a loss.