Mo Qing Palace looked at the many files piled up in front of him, because of a long time to refer to, his eyes some interference, so he took out a small glazed bottle, and dropped a few drops of clear liquid into his eyes.

Although it is the New Year but not idle, the lady named Li Yongzhu has been in the palace for more than ten years, everything is normal in the weekdays, and no trace can be found, but the words of the chilling resentment she said at the banquet, the Holy One and the Queen can no longer exist, but they are not in prison.

"All have been dead for so many years, have they disappeared for so many years, and still have people come out to do what?"

Mo Qing Palace rubbed his eyes and said to himself, soft but incomparably harsh words, reverberating in the gray room.

Although God always has something to do, and the long mausoleum has never been stable, but since last year, the undercurrent in the dark of the long mausoleum has never been surging.

Night policy cold from overseas return, Zhao beheading, Zhao Jianfu's big rebellion, Yunshui Palace's great inversion unprecedented activities around the Changling, Xu Shi first out to sea, Song Qing book, the death of the South Palace wound, the reappearance of the nine-hidden underworld sword, the palace women insinuating the reverie... all this all seems to be unrelated, but Mo Qing Palace understands that all this is from the nine dead silkworms.

That man has been dead for so many years, just a faint legend... many hearts have begun to move.

In his view, for the extremely powerful Qin Dynasty at this moment, these people's hearts can only cause some gratuitous destruction, which is meaningless.

At this time, his deputy, the young official who took over the position of Qin Huai's book, knocked on the door and walked in.

"Mr. Mo, Wang Tai sent a famous practitioner here."Compared with the previous, the young official has also become a lot of old, after a quick ceremony, immediately without any nonsense said: "A in the fish market trying to assassinate Ding Ning practitioners, cultivation into five.At the same time, there were two other practitioners, one in four and one in five.The two men have been killed, but the bodies are still in their bodies for identification.”

“What!”

Mo Qing Palace stood up and said, “Send that person to the big floating prison!”

“No!Notification of the Chief!”

But he immediately changed his words: "I personally escorted the man to the big floating water prison!"

"You're doing well."

Then he told the young godkeeper to say this.

Two five-field, one in four, the fish market assassinated Ding Ning, two dead and one wounded, leaving a living mouth of five.

The young God-daughter official had indeed explained the complete information he needed to know in the first place.

Xue forgot to fight with Liang Liang, even the teachers of the holy son have come out of the cloud and a sword, saving Xue forgetful.At least all the true powers of knowing will know that this is what the queen means.

Only the real outlaws, and only the foreign outlaws, will know the power of the fish market, but in their hearts they ignore the power of the fish market and dare to do it in the fish market.

And to be able to invite three such outlaws to assassinate Ding Ning at the same time, is absolutely the real noble!

At the moment, this life mouth will be an extremely important breakthrough.

Practitioners have many unique means compared to normal people, they can cause their own rapid death, and they can also make themselves feel pain, but the water-flooding prison has many means to let the practitioner open their mouths, and it can also ensure that the mouth of the life will not be destroyed.

The key is to ensure that the living port can be safely transported to the Great Floating Water Prison.

Hearing the praise of Mo Qing Palace, the young god-daughter official was surprised in his heart, but he remained calm, and at the same time quickly said: "Wang Taihua said, he will fully cooperate with Mr. Mo to send this person into the water prison."

Hearing this, Moqing Palace was in a relaxed mood.

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For the long mausoleum, today is destined to be extraordinary.

Undeniably, the footprints of some people are enough to influence the history books of future generations.

There are many gardens in the west of the city.

It was once the location of many Wang people, but after some bloody killings in the early years of Yuanwu, it was rare here.Most of them were re-impaired, but they may feel that too many people have died and the anger is too strong, so the vast majority of places are still deserted.

In this deserted garden, there is a small temple, dedicated to the city, there are not many incense on weekdays, but about feel that such a temple will appear more stable, so there are noble people to supplement some silver two, so this small temple to maintain.

Before and after the small temple was only counted, and even just like the farmhouse, it just erected a bamboo fence wall.

It was overgrown, and at this time it was midwinter, and it was even more desolate.

Tall, full of the kind of unique inverted atmosphere of Fan Zhuo standing in front of this small temple at this moment, he stood next to a young man wearing a white fox hair coat, sword eyebrow star, beautiful appearance, white skin like curd, looks like a petite brother from a rich family, but his body is not even able to compare with the proud.

This kind of arrogance, unlike the kind of falsehood of many children from famous doors, but ten years of cold swords, once beheaded dragons, the death of the mountains and rivers, the smell of food in the mountains, and the natural precipitation after washing the lead.

He is, of course, a white mountain.

After singing the sword and killing the long mausoleum, his name has even been hidden above Zhao Yan's furnace.

The temple door where the paint peels off is hidden, and the threshold is not high, but in the eyes of the white landscape, it is full of real emotion at this time.

He reached out and pushed open the temple door.

In the corner of the central hall, there is an old temple, who is cooking things with a simple stove made of stones.

In the moment of seeing the old temple, Bai Shanshui sighed: "Everyone in the world is guessing why I must come to Changling and stop at the Long Tomb, but I don't know, just for Mr. Zhuang."A thousand times, a lot of hardship, spent countless hours, but I did not think that Mr. Zhuang you were hidden in this small temple.

The old temple wished to turn around, a long face full of wrinkles like a knife, but a pair of eyebrows were thick as black as ink, between the eyes flow, his body seemed to slowly release a kind of inexplicable temperament.

His yellow eyes became extremely deep, and it seemed that he could look out at all the streets of Changling, and in every wrinkle on his face, it seemed to release the wind and frost of countless years.

"It's not easy."

The old temple wished no hypocritical words, sincerely said: "You are the real gold body, if you die, the last spirit of the former Wei is gone, take such a big risk to find me, you really got the secret of the lonely mountain sword, and the lonely mountain sword hidden, related to me?" 」

Bai Shanshui smiled slightly and said with emotion: "Not only with Mr., this lonely mountain sword is hidden in the long mausoleum."

The old temple wished not only how many storms had been experienced, but when he heard this sentence, he was still surprised.

"I hope you can help me."

Bai Shanshui deeply bowed himself and bowed to the old temple, saying: "The country has no intention of re-opening, but this is the only hope that will not allow many Wei people to be displaced, and there is no place to sleep."

The deep worship of such people is to carry the heavy mountain and river breath of a country.

The old temple wished to take a deep breath, straighten up the body, and did not directly respond, but his eyes narrowed slightly: "What kind of thing are you getting?"

The white mountain water also straighten up the body, no longer say more, pull out a thing from the sleeve, and hand it to the old temple.

The double-eyed eyes of the old temple suddenly shrank, and the heart instantly set off a stormy wave.

Lying in the white mountains at this time, it is a shaved jade character.

This jade character is not complete, lack of corners, there are many lines on the surface as if they are engraved, but at this moment, in the eyes of the old temple, these lines all floated from the jade character, and endlessly extended in the air, like a mountain and a river, floating out.

There is no text on the jade character, and there is no mark related to the orphan mountain sword, but this old temple wishes to know that this represents the lonely mountain sword hiding!

Because he had seen such a jade character before... or, what he had seen was one of the missing corners on this jade character!

"It seems that all the money is worth it."

Although the old temple did not say any words at this moment, but only from his God, the white mountains and waters can already determine many things, he sighed, "I vaguely see that this jade line and the long mausoleum terrain is related, but the talent is still not enough, can not thoroughly understand the mystery."Sir, you and the man have jointly learned the fragments of this jade character, and successfully found some of the relics of the orphaned mountain sword, I must be able to help me this time."

“The facts are not as good as the outside world.”The old temple wished to take back its eyes from the jade character, took a deep breath, and looked at the white mountains and waters slowly.

The white water body is slightly shaken.

"The piece of jade character that appeared in the past has actually been in the treasury of the patriarchal department before."When I used to be the head of the Department of the Family Law Division, I did not know that this jade character was a map of the sword of the Lone Mountain, but I felt that there was a very special feature, and it seemed to be hidden in the mausoleum, but I could not understand it."The old temple said slowly: "I asked him to understand, and later we found out that the lines on this jade character are not the terrain of the Long Tomb area, but the direction of many special worlds and places in the world along the Great Tomb."

White Mountain took a deep breath and whispered: “The direction of heaven and earth?”

The old temple nods: "The map of the lonely mountain sword is not marked by the terrain, but with the flow of many worldly vitality to hint where the hidden land is."Perhaps those who left this map in the past feel that if the realm is not enough and the understanding is not enough, they are not worthy of anything hidden by the sword of the lonely mountain."

White Shanshui was silent for a moment, raised his head, looked at the distant sky and sighed, "So I must stay in this disgusting long mausoleum?"