The void is chaotic, the fog is confused. The fields are hazy, and there is no heaven and earth. There are no mountains, rivers, forests, flowers, birds, fish and insects. Among the thick gray, there are only shadows, which seem to be close and far, and the top and the bottom... Thirteen shadows.

Even though the thick fog has not dissipated, its appearance and outline, even its demeanor and charm are still vaguely distinguishable. Thirteen shadows, thirteen exist. Both men and women have different clothes, and their clothes are different, and their elders are standing together. Joy, anger, or laugh, or they are innocent, or they are charming, or they are gentle and simple, or they are cunning and deep, and all kinds of things are all there. However, no one speaks or anyone takes action. They just stand like this, silent, as if they can last until the end of the world. Just because of time, in this strange space, they have lost its original meaning.

After a long time, the fog that was frozen suddenly began to flow. In the silence, there were suddenly bursts of sobs. Among the thirteen shadows, the person who was the most slender and weak on the outside squatted down on the spot, shaking like a frightened kitten. The face of the pink and jade carved face was filled with tears, and even if the person with a heartfelt heart could not help but feel a little pain in his heart.

"One, you are so useless. Why are you crying? You're so annoying, don't cry!" The cold and harsh scolding like ice crystal contained an irresistible sense of majesty. The woman in a dragon robe raised her hand and waved it hard. Her eyes were shining with a needle-like ray of light, which made people feel timid.

"Four, why are you so fierce?" The gray mist flowed. A boy who seemed to be only seven or eight years old, spread his arms and blocked the little girl like an old hen protecting a chicken. He was wearing the coarse white clothes of an ordinary Tang sect disciple, and his eyebrows were flying, looking very premature. The boy raised his head, stared at the woman in the dragon robe indignantly, and shouted: "Do you think everyone is like you? Now that it has become like this outside, it is natural to be afraid for a while."

"Isn't the situation outside very good now?" Someone laughed and joined the conversation. His facial features and the boy were printed in the same mold, but he was obviously a few years older than the boy, and he looked like he was about to be thirteen years old. He was full of arrogance. He said: "The world is in chaos, and the world is about to be in chaos. For our Tang Sect, it is a good opportunity. It is the right time to achieve the dream of "the world is the Tang Dynasty". Second, listen to your words the most, let her stop the sound quickly, otherwise we will not be able to do anything."

"San, you're talking simple." The woman in a dragon robe, "Si", was covered in sneer and turned around and said, "Although Yang Su, this old fox, is cunning, we have the handle of his past, and it's not difficult to deal with. However, the world's star came to the world and was astonishing as the spirit. With the ability of San, can you beat him? If not, why can you be confident that you can take advantage of the fishing waters and the fisherman benefit?"

"Three" said angrily: "Shut up! How do you know that this young master is fighting against Yang Xuangan, that crazy man? Even though the Purple Thunder Seven Strikes are domineering, will my Tang Sect's four weapons be inferior to him?"

"Three, calm." Another voice penetrated into the argument. A black tiger strode as the low roar of wild beasts. On the tiger's back was a young man older than two and three. It seemed that there was a young man who was about twenty-five or six years old, but his eyebrows and facial features were still similar to them. He was still wearing white clothes, but a golden belt was tied around his waist, which was a symbol of the Tangmen Golden Level Killing Envoy. His expression and demeanor were very calm. He said in a calm voice: "Yang Xuangan's world has arrived, and his resentment and killing spirit has accumulated for eight hundred years, and it has become so strong that it is too strong. It is not a wise move to compete head-on - let alone there is no need."

San couldn't help but say angrily: "Five, are you going to learn to be a turtle with your head?" Si Ze was stunned at first, then covered his mouth and smirked. The sharpness in his eyes had already been wiped out, and praised: "It's a good plan, a good plan. Five, after all, you are still powerful. Since Yang Xuangan calls himself the King of Western Chu, how could he not have Yu Ji accompany him? Six, whether our plan is success or failure depends on you."

In an instant, apart from the one who squatted on the ground and the two who were crying wholeheartedly to protect the first, everyone turned their eyes to the other side of the thick fog. The fog seemed to feel everyone's feelings, and then quickly rolled it to the side, just like pulling up a thick curtain, pushing the girl shivering behind the curtain to the front of the stage. Her delicate figure showed her tempting beauty everywhere. However, her face with a young and childish look made her look almost the same as "一". At this moment, if Yang Zhao could also enter this fog, he would immediately realize that the gap between his figure and thought was as far away as that of Zhuque Street in Daxing City, Yang Bingbing, who had once had a night's relationship with him. However, now she is not a princess Furong, but just "Liu".

Facing the scorching eyes of everyone, he pinched the corner of his clothes uneasy, lowered his head and snorted, "I...I... can't do it. One night, he has already handed over his body to the King of Henan. My mother has taught me before that my daughter's family must end up together, and it cannot be casual."

Si shouted impatiently: "Where did so much nonsense come from? Didn't you do a good job of seducing Yang Xuangan before? Now it's just another one, what's the problem? Anyway, one thing is dirty and two things are dirty, and you'll get used to it a few more times. Six, I understand. You have to do this even if you don't do it!"

Wu frowned and said, "This matter cannot be forced. Although Baxing is a half-crazy and half-stricken madman, he is definitely not a fool. Yu Ji has a deep affection for King Chu, even for life and death. If Liu shows a little bit of force, Baxing must see the flaws." Then he said softly: "Liu, we don't want you to be really timid with Baxing. Just have a scene. Baxing has already fallen in love with you before he awakens. Now, as long as you occasionally show some of Yu Ji's shadows in your words and deeds, you don't have to do anything more. Baxing will naturally take the bait."

"The method of the side and left-wing methods is not at all elegant." Unpredictable, Seven Shadows joined the discussion. Strangely, his appearance was neither like one nor two. Even though he had already walked out of the thick fog, the part above his neck was still a hazy and unstoppable. The person in front of him appeared, including one, and the six bent down to pay tribute to him at the same time, saying "Teacher". He said coldly: "Liu has broken his body, and Yu Ji has deep affection for King Chu, how could he commit himself to others casually? This flaw cannot be concealed by any means. So instead of being seductive with his sex, it is better to show his strength to Yang Su. To be honest with this old fox, it is more beneficial to our great cause of "the world's first Tang".

Wuxin was unwilling to accept it and said, "Teacher, then have we given up on the chess set up before? Showing our strength... Yang Su's old fox had not believed us at all. Moreover, their father and son are in trouble now. If the strength we showed was too strong, wouldn't we just be afraid?"

Qi Ningsheng said, "It is natural that there is no need to give up completely. But you have to act according to the opportunity and must not make mistakes. Hehe, there are major shortcomings in the character of the King of Western Chu. As long as you find the right opportunity to start, although Liu is not Yu Ji, he can still teach him to be fascinated by it. As for our strength, there is no need to show everything, just as appropriate. Four has already revealed hidden weapons before, and eight has already shown them one night. So from now on, you and the Five will not appear in front of Yang Su no matter what, in case of leaking the news."

Another figure walked out in the thick fog, standing side by side with Wu, and said in unison. The "Eight" was also a girl, and she looked almost twin sisters from "Liu". However, her behavior was heroic, not like the four's ambition, but completely different from the six's cowardice. Instead, she had a great attitude of a famous man, which made people admire him. Qi glanced at her, nodded with satisfaction, and continued: "In addition, the power of our Tang Sect must be hidden deep. Wan Zi Qianhong, Ninety-Nine Alone, Twelve Golden Powder, One Word and Nine Cauldron, etc. must be hidden. We had already taken a wrong shop on King Yang Xiu of Shu before, so we must keep our hands on this time, and we should leave some seeds for the Tang Sect of Shenzhou."

"Eight" asked in a deep voice: "Teacher, then... what about Tang Zhongqing?"

Qi sneered slightly, "With the old poisonous substance Tang Du, although the 'poison spirit' is of infinite use, it is always untrustworthy. Although it obeys Bayou's words, once the old poison comes out of seclusion, it may have played some tricks. Didn't Yang Su go to Wujiang with Yang Xuangan? Very good, then all the pursuers and troubles along the way will be left to the 'poison spirit' to deal with."

Ba twin eyebrows raised and said, "Leave them to Zhongqing to deal with it?" He stopped talking, but finally sighed and lowered his head sadly, "Yes, I understand. Then..." Before he finished speaking, the five figures standing between the thick fog and who had never participated in the discussion from beginning to end all warned: "Be careful, be careful, it's Yang Su!"

The heavy mist that enveloped the entire space suddenly began to rotate slowly. Whether it was the helpless crying girl one, the second who wanted to protect one, the third who was arrogant, the fourth who was wearing a dragon robe, the fifth who rode a black tiger, the sixth who transformed into Princess Furong, the seventh who was called the teacher by everyone, the eighth who was full of heroic figures, the eighth who was also quickly shrouded and swallowed by the gray fog. Finally, it was completely obscured, leaving no trace left.

Then, light was projected from the outside, covering the entire chaos in the blink of an eye.

Yang Bingbing sighed softly, raised her hand to put it on her forehead, covering most of the dazzling sunlight reflected from the front. Then she turned her lips and walked towards Xun's former Duke Yue of the Great Sui Dynasty next to her, Shang: "Dad, are you okay with your daughter?"

——Ousu has only one more dividing line today—

Today only has 1 update, 8, I'm sorry, everyone, m(__)m

Let me explain here that in the main text of this section, one is the original Yang Bingbing, the second is the original Tang Shisan. The third is the Tang Shisan when he was thirteen, the fourth is the aggregation of Yang Bingbing's inner desire for power, the fifth is the true Tang Shisan's death, Yang Bingbing disguised as Tang Shisan, and then became the personality of the leader of the Tang Sect, which is also the most common personality. The sixth is Yang Bingbing who partially restored my original self, the seventh is Yang Bingbing and Tang Shisan's master Tang Qianzhang, and the eighth is the personality formed by Yang Bingbing's ideal projection on himself.
Chapter completed!