Behind Liu Xie, Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty, whose face was as pale as paper, an old Taoist priest wearing linen and cloth slowly walked out, holding a sword in his arms.

Although the old Taoist priest's face was kind, his eyes shone with a cold light.

His appearance in Jingfu Hall was extremely out of place.

However, everyone from the emperor and empress to the civil and military officials and palace guards were not surprised at all.

Perhaps, it wasn't that I didn't feel the surprise, but that I didn't dare to show anything was wrong because I was frightened.

Zhang Kun stood at the door of the palace, Jiuxuan's eyes had already opened...

He saw that in addition to the colorful and thin energy floating in the hall, there were also countless dark shadows.

Those black shadows were floating and roaring, invisible to the naked eye, but they were real.

It makes people feel it more.

As a result, the atmosphere in the palace became very cold.

Stepping into the hall, the cold air rushed deep into my neck.

No wonder Cao Cao has been reluctant to enter the palace recently...

No matter who has experienced this coldness, even if they don't understand what's wrong, deep down in their hearts, they still have to be in awe.

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Chapter completed!