“Go along the street and you will see the Jiazi Hall, which is the secret storehouse of the imperial city. The historical records and the top-secret files of the state of Zhao, as well as some antiques, are placed there but the hall is so strictly guarded that even a bird can hardly access,” Zhao Shisong pointed at an area of seemingly plain houses and introduced slowly.Ning Changjiu looked in the direction he pointed at and saw the deep gate of the huge mansion with the stone lions and lamps. The guards came and went in order, who didn’t seem to be affected by the recent turmoil in the imperial city.Next to him, Ning Xiaoling was rubbing her eyes, who was still a little sleepy. Just now, after she was awakened by her senior fellow disciple, she was dragged out in a daze before asking what had happened.Ning Changjiu turned his gaze away. “What a great sword intent and a killing intent!”Zhao Shisong clenched his fists in his sle

This was the last autumn rain before winter. With the inexpressible coldness, it suddenly arrived before noon.The dark clouds gathered and collided with each other; the bright lightning roamed among the clouds like a huge serpent, causing the mountain to howl and the sea to roar amidst making clouds and bringing the rain.Lake Qifeng was roaring; pedestrians were escaping hurriedly throughout the imperial city. After Blood Feather suddenly showed up above the tower, civil and military officials scattered in all directions. The adjacent palaces in the shade of the clouds were just like cages for beasts.Outside the imperial preceptor’s mansion, those masters lurking in the dark for a long time were also astonished by the unexpected incident.The reemergence of Blood Feather was no trivial matter. It usually required a senior cultivator as the core force and tens of ordinary cultivators working together to repel such a monster.

When Blood Feather got out of the water, its two rivals did not chase it. It found that the three figures had become spots that could be hardly seen. They seemed to be in a stalemate, having no time to care about it.It felt a delight of escaping with bare life and had a sense of loss for no reason.It never expected that such an important character as it should be neglected. Somehow, the flame just made it feel so frightened.The huge figure gradually became smaller. It did not turn into the little red sparrow, but it became as big as a red-feathered falcon.It was originally a red-feathered falcon. Occasionally, it was lucky enough to get a few mouthfuls of a monster’s blood so that it was mutated and trod on the real road of cultivation.After gradually calming down, it was suddenly surprised to find that in the previous battle, the restraint in the body seemed to be broken by the last unintentional strike of the wo

In the dark attic, holding a copper wand which was about half a meter long and fully carved with inscriptions, Song Ce scurried across the murky corridor of the imperial palace.When he took the wand, the emperor ordered the others to retreat, so this place was still quiet.As he didn’t have the imperial blood, his palm had turned red and swollen due to the burning of the wand. However, Song Ce still held it tightly with an indifferently calm face.At the thought of the emperor’s shocked and flurried expression, he couldn’t help grinning.“As the emperor for over ten years, he has learned nothing but some shallow techniques of imperial calculation.”The corner of his mouth curled up coldly. Everything went quite well, so it did save him the trouble of unnecessary killings.He walked towards the rear of the imperial palace according to the route he had planned numerous times.After walking for

Thunder crashed above Lake Qifeng.The old fox in control of the wizard patriarch’s body vanished in situ within an instant.The woman in white, who turned into a streak of sword Qi and fled, was intercepted in the sky instantly. The sound of the sword and the claw colliding with each other rang violently, causing a series of dazzling sparks in the air.The woman hedged. The long sword danced around her body, glistening brightly and protecting her from the invading evil Qi.The “wizard patriarch” stopped in the air before her but the body’s aura had completely changed. The eyes that had gone as white as the dead fish’s eyes were dark now, just like two abysses. As long as one looked at the eyes, he would be bewitched.The woman in white stuck to her sword mind and did her best not to look the old man in the eye.She could feel that the old fox before her had become much stronger than before.W