The solitary figure eventually disappeared in the sight of the pure glazed.

The porridge is still hot.

She started drinking porridge.

Although the porridge is cooked, but today she is healed, her appetite is greatly increased, and she is still very sweet to eat.

The figure of the red smoke slowly emerged from the forest on the lake.

She went to the opposite side of the clean glaze and made a little bow.

Then he looked at the direction of the Yuanwu Emperor's departure and said softly, "He has a killing intention in his heart, but not to you and me."

He thought about it and said, "His killing will not be a solitary white."

Mu said, looking at the dried ash-like porridge in her bowl in her hand, frowned slightly, and said, “Why?”

"Because at least until I go to deal with the Yan people, it will not make me unhappy, he knows that if he kills the lonely, it will make me unhappy."The net glazed lightly responded: "The loneliness and those friends of him are too weak for him to shoot."

Just as it is certain that there will be no errors in the induction of animal husbandry, the pure glaze is also very sure that Yuanwu will not want to kill the solitary white.

But in this world, there are not many people who were worthy of Yuanwu's own hand to kill, so who will he kill?

And this person should not be far from here, otherwise Yuanwu could not show a hint of killing when he left to let the animal husbandry feel.

Clean glass is a true genius.

Especially after Changling followed Ding Ning's practice, she had unimaginable progress especially in grasping the hearts of the people.

The emperor didn’t just meet her.

And people like Yuan Wu are not willing to waste their time.

Especially when Yu Dingning was the old king's surprise dream, his time became more and more precious.

This secret residence of Ye Xinhe is on the shore of the lake in Taohua Lake, and the other person he wants to meet is in a tea garden that Ye Xinhe once liked to go to not far from the lake.

From the beginning of the change of the Changling, Ye Xinhe was not famous in the world of the practitioner, until the Deer Mountain Alliance appeared, and the pit died in one fell swoop among some of the top practitioners in the world.

But in the hidden years, although all the needs of Ye Xinhe's life are not extravagant, but very exquisite, if you use the words of the big heroes in the customs, it is very style.

The ancient tree white tea "white peony" produced in this tea garden is probably the best of the entire DQin Dynasty.

This tea garden also belongs to the private property of Ye Xinhe, and only tea is provided to Ye Xinhe every year.

Ye Xinhe drink, are Chen put more than five years, the taste of good taste of the old tea.

Ye Xinhe is dead, some tea farmers in this tea garden still do not know the news, and the tea stored for him is still neatly stored in the warehouse.

When the Yuanwu Emperor arrived at this tea garden, he could also smell the aroma of many new teas and smell a lot of the mellow of old tea.

But the most clear is a strong ghost breath that comes out of the tea garden pavilion.

Waiting for him in the pavilion was a very well-known practitioner, recognized as the Daqi Dynasty practitioner.

But in the eyes of the emperor, the practitioner was nothing.

Because he was just a puppet brought out by Sukhum.

"The widow wants to see Sukhin, not you."

Emperor Yuanwu did not waste time, he stopped at the door of the tea garden and said indifferently to the practitioner in the pavilion.

"There are facts that can't go away, so let me come and see you."The Qi practitioner in the pavilion gave a gift to the Yuanwu Emperor, "I will pass on your meaning to him in full, and there will be no mistake in saying a word."

“No need.”

The Yuanwu Emperor shook his head and said, "The widow originally asked him to meet here, that is, to kill him, but unfortunately he did not even have the courage to see the widow."Compared with the clean glass, he is too far away, always can not go to the table, not enough to suffer."

There was a sense of fear in the gloomy air.

The practitioner in the pavilion said with a slight trembling voice: "As an emperor, how can you talk about great things with respect and mutual benefit, and set up a killing bureau?"

"Only to obliterate what is not visible, to wipe out the clean, where there is nothing to believe, you think the widow is pedantic?"Emperor Yuanwu did not want to waste time, so when he said this, the clouds above had opened, and a holy pillar of light had fallen.

The practitioner in the pavilion was originally a powerful master, and when Yuan Wu's voice sounded, he had already screamed, and dozens of black clouds outside him were shooting out to go to the four sides.

Yet this pillar of holy light falls only on one of the black clouds.

A loud noise.

The black cloud was scattered, and the figure of the master was revealed in the pillar of light.

The black-bodied figure writhed violently, but even the screaming sound could not escape from the pillar of light.

The practitioner's flesh and blood layers were peeled off and shaken into flying ash, followed by the bones inside.The rest of the dark clouds, originally used to hinder and confuse perception, dissipated in an instant with the death of the Qi Master.

Such a seven-field master has no room for resistance in front of him.

The emperor was too lazy to look at the puppet again.

In his view, pure glazing is a piece that can be used with enough weight, while Su Qin is an obstacle that can be removed first.

Especially for his current annihilation, Su Qin is the kind of thorn that is not fatal enough, but it is disgusting.

Suzanne herself didn’t think so.

From the time he was practicing in Aries Cave, he thought that everyone was wrong about him.

Especially between yourself and the sherrow.

Not because of his choice.

He chose to go to another meeting.

He chose Zheng Sleeve between Yuanwu and Zheng Sleeve.

This choice seems extremely simple to him.

Every step of his strength, he is inseparable from the shadow of Zheng Slee, the most critical, in his view, the current Zheng Sleeve has reached the most decline, and he hopes to have such a strong ally as he.

When Yuan Wu killed his puppet, he had already entered a town that had become somewhat depressed by the ongoing war.

Before that, he had determined that the news was indeed Zheng Slee, and his men had already come to this town, and confirmed that Zheng Slee was in this town.

As he approached the courtyard of the rich, his face was all mocking laughter.

He is impatient.

He would like to see the hostess of the long mausoleum, who was dusted by Ding Ning from the clouds, and now face him as much as before, whether it was as cold as before.

It was only when he entered the courtyard and saw the people waiting for him inside, the mocking smile on his face froze for an instant, and the color in his eyes turned into a shock.

Zhang Yi was waiting for his arrival.

As in the past in the white sheep cave, Zhang Yi seemed a little nervous and uneasy.