Artifact

Although they didn't notice any murderous aura, everyone still couldn't suppress the black lines that appeared on the top of their heads—could this red flame be a more terrifying existence than Fudao?

Yi Qing coughed twice, and then Hong Lian's voice softened, and he made a round:

"I'll just talk about it, if I do that, I won't have to pick my skin when my father wakes up!"

Yi Qing asked, "Everything is done?"

Hong Lian replied: "Sister Yiqing, you see that I even contributed my physical body, and now I can only temporarily borrow the Red Moon Orb...... It's a little close, but it's almost there. "

"You have been busy for more than three months, and the requisition consumption of the Yan Kingdom alone for changing your formation has been a lot ......

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"Gotta get it, I know. At most, there will be one more full moon, and the Great Array Technique will be all revised! I rarely have the time to come and see Dad, and you won't let me do this?! Besides, there is still that kid who dissolves turbidity!".

Everyone listened to the conversation between the two and gasped one by one!

Obediently, dignified and turbid, she was actually called "that kid" by her...... What is the origin of the red burnt?!

Yi Qing didn't care what she was doing, and asked, "What if you leave?"

"Sister Yiqing is asking about Fu Dao that her father gave her to take care of, right? Hehe, this is not to worry, this baby was sent by Dad's father and Dad's grandfather, it is not a little bit of power, the more crazy Fu Dao is, the more true qi the big array can absorb. "

"Well, that's good, since everyone is here, let's go and see Night Thirteen!".

As soon as the thirteenth night was mentioned, the eyes of all the women were full of blazing light, and they rushed into the small courtyard, and in the midst of the noise, they heard a gong outside the courtyard wall, and the military horn sounded in unison

"His Royal Highness Silver Night has arrived at !!".

It turned out that it was the empress who arrived, and everyone was very happy when they thought of her, not only because from the selfishness of all women, Yin'er was the only one who had to wrap her whole body, but more importantly, such a weak girl actually helped Night Thirteen a lot in the final battle!

Unlike the others, only Yi Qing's face was wrenched.

Soon, I saw a group of people pouring in from outside the corridor, led not by Yin'er, but by Ruoli.

Ruoli saluted everyone, especially Yi Qing, and his tone was embarrassed: "Lord Yi...... Yin'er insists on coming, and I can't stop her ......."

Yi Qing stepped forward quickly, and saw several people carrying a heavy and luxurious wooden bed, on which lay a tightly wrapped person.

Needless to say, this is the silver night of the empress.

Yi Qingyu stepped back, came to the bed, and sighed: "Yin'er, you don't listen to my words anymore, your injuries are not healed yet, you must rest well!".

The person inside the bandage moved: "Ian, Yin'er really misses Uncle Thirteen...... I thought that every time I saw it, I would see it less than once, so I still wanted to come and see ......."

Ruoli on the side also said: "Master Yi, Yin'er can't help it, it's very time-consuming and labor-intensive to correct and correct the folds all day long, and it is un......realistic to go back and forth from Yundu to Qinghe Valley to recuperate."

Yi Qing was a little unhappy: "I'll just say, if you promote the Liaoyuan City Taishou Spirit, won't you have a hand-to-hand to help? Come on, I have to teach you a good lesson again, modern governance is not something that can be accomplished by one person! If the whole country depends on one person to guide the country, then this person is either a faint king or a tyrant!"

Don't look at it in front of outsiders, Yi Qing still has to call herself a national teacher or His Royal Highness, she doesn't say anything about it when they are all her own people.

Everyone chatted a few more words, and then they walked into the courtyard, where there were several courtyards, the largest of which was built for the night thirteen.

Before everyone entered the door, they heard a rush of footsteps in the courtyard, and a subordinate broke out

"Your Highness, your Excellency, Lord Night has woken up, !!."

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The

one who disturbed the thirteen good dreams of the night was the prisoner.

It's just that as soon as the prisoner wakes up the night thirteen, he nagged and counted him:

"Thirteen, the deity saw that you were a very smart person, and told the deity to cherish the flesh, but you didn't make this bird yourself!".

Listening to the word "bird-like" coming out of the mouth of Zhu Prisoner, Ye Thirteen couldn't help but want to laugh, but he couldn't make any sound, so he could only listen honestly to Zhu Prisoner's complaints:

"The deity never imagined that you would be willing to fight with your life in order to save people! You must know that even if Fu Dao was intimidated by the deity and had no fighting spirit, he was still a monk of the Yuan Shen Realm, not to mention that this person still controlled a naked eye treasure pupil!"

"Thirteen, your weakness is too obvious, if you don't have the help of that little silver, even if you win, you will end up a third-class cripple!

"You have to make it clear that this body is not only yours but also belongs to the Buddha-figure! If you are wounded, disabled, or even dead, isn't it a deception to the teacher and the annihilation of the clan?

Zhu Prisoner understood the current state of Night Thirteen, and he let out the anger that he had been holding back for three months, and then quieted down.

Zhu Prisoner was silent for a while, his tone changed, and his tone became a little proud

"But...... It's rare for the deity to see that in a moment of crisis, you actually deconstruct the shell of the armor extinguishing phase!".

"Huh...... Even the Buddha-figure could not discover the mystery of the shell of the armor-extinguishing phase in such a short period of time. "

"But the deity still has to scold you well! Is the shell used by you like this?—— actually use the shell type to wrap the Fudao layer by layer, although it can save you for a while, but look at it...... The armor has been destroyed to this appearance......

".

Listening to the sigh of the prisoner, Ye Thirteen felt that in addition to hearing, his vision began to slowly recover.

His eyes gradually lit up, and he gradually saw a man in a white robe with a white glimmer of light pacing back and forth in front of him.

Although it was not far away, from the perspective of Night Thirteen, the man's face was hazy and could not be seen really.

Thirteen was able to guess that this man must be a martial artist by making up his brain, and he could understand it just by looking at the frame of his fairy wind bones.

This person is a celestial man, Zhu Prisoner!

It's just that the "shell type" that Zhu Prisoner said, what is it?

Night Thirteen didn't understand, at this moment, he had just regained consciousness a little, and he didn't remember some details of the previous battle very clearly.

He only knew that under the terrible chaos at that time, in the center of the gray chaotic storm, the blue pupils were like a rampaging laser emitter, and countless cyan beams of light were scattered and flying all over the sky, and the disturbance storm spread layer by layer!

In such a situation, Night Thirteen has done his best, but he can't control the situation.

After that, the phase of extinguishing the armor changed inexplicably.