Chapter 839 (1/2)

”Chu Xingyun, are you crazy?”

In the night sky, Qian Yuxin's body was still shaking. She was frightened by Chu Xingyun's words. The latter not only did not escape, but also killed the Imperial Palace, which was beyond her words.

At the moment, the Imperial Palace gathers the powerful masters of various dynasties. It is powerful and powerful. Even the mysterious Lord Ji is also present. Now entering the palace is to seek death.

Compared with Qianyu's panic, Chu Xingyun was very calm, and said with his voice, ”it's a good time for everyone to gather in the imperial palace. Don't you want to kill qianyin and regain the imperial power?”

”Of course I do, just...” Qian Yu's heart is full of bitterness, but he can't say what he wants to say. He is afraid that he will attack Chu Xingyun's mentality. After all, not everyone can personally experience how strong the Yin and yang are.

Of course, Chu Xingyun was clear about Qian Yuxin's implication. He didn't say much, let alone explain. He just quietly raised the speed to the extreme and went straight to the palace.

Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo!

At the full speed of Chu Xingyun, they were like a meteoric light flying through the sky, cutting off the night. They hunted by the wind near their ears, and could sweep hundreds of meters away in almost every blink of an eye.

Such a terrible speed makes Qian Yuxin's pretty face pale. She looks down and finds that she is in a high altitude. With a glance, she can see the whole palace.

She had never experienced such a feeling, and it was very comfortable. It seemed that as long as she wanted to, she could reach any place in the world, and she could do what she wanted.

She moved her eyes slightly and looked at Chu Xingyun. The latter did not speak. Her long black hair was flying with the night wind. Her dark eyes contained divine light, as if she could see through everything, sharp and profound.

At this moment, the heart of dry rain was a bit crazy, and he forgot the panic and fear in his heart and quietly enjoyed the poetic feeling like a dream.

Even, she thought, if this night sky is eternal, how good!

At the same time, in the brightly lit palace, there stands a towering palace. Countless well-dressed imperial guards are stationed outside the palace, one person at a time, and the atmosphere is particularly solemn.

In the hall, numerous figures have been gathered. These figures are dignified in dress and powerful in momentum. They are obviously high-ranking people

but in the high hall of the hall, there is a thin man with sharp features, which gives people a sense of insidious cunning. Wearing a king's Robe, he has no Regal spirit. He feels extremely awkward when he moves around.

This thin man is a man of great virtue.

On the right side of qianyin, there is a mysterious man covered with black robes. He sits quietly with his head slightly drooping, covering his five senses with his robe and cap, so that he can't see his face clearly.

However, for his existence, no one dares to speak, and even dare not look directly at him, even the emperor qianyin. When he speaks, he must bow his back to show respect and fear.

This man, who is the chief Ji of the population, is the chief culprit of Zunwu city's turmoil.

”Gentlemen

At this time, qianyin stood up and stopped the discussion.