"Xiao Ji won't come?"

Concubine Ning was a little surprised, "Forget it, my brother has his own business to be busy, I don't know which girl to make fun of."

She smiled and shook her head, then turned around and began to choose tomorrow's hunting suit.

No matter how ordinary clothes are worn on her, they will turn into magic, let alone her carefully selected ones.

Slowly, she took out a light red tight hunting suit, tried it on, and turned it around in front of the full-length mirror.

The woman in the mirror is so beautiful that she seems to be a celestial woman descending to earth.

...

In the secret room with only eternal lights.

The old man was facing away from the door.

The orange-yellow light stretched out his back.

The iron gall turned back and forth in the palm of his hand.

He was calm and composed, as if everything was in control.

Whoosh swish swish!!

Figures flew over and then settled behind the old man, lowered his head without making any sound, just like a quiet statue.

The old man was the old man Wang Jushi of the current dynasty.

He still didn't turn around and focused on the iron gut in his hand.

He still has many years to live, and his hands still have many documents to deal with, so he often needs to activate blood.

Not long after.

Several more black shadows entered.

The door of the secret room was also closed.

The dark shadow who came in finally apologized: "Old Master, my subordinates have just fought with the Northern Region Mad Sword, so I'm sorry for coming a while later."

Mr. Wang snorted coldly.

Another black shadow walked out and said softly: "Enjoyed father, Duan Shuiliu is a martial arts fanatic, but his strength is very good. At least he can restrain a top master from Da Nei. He has won the battle with the Northern Region Mad Sword. Now he is here with victory, full of momentum. He is an important figure in our implementation of this shocking plan. I hope you don't get angry."

The person who speaks is the leader of the Thunderstorm Hall, Lei Jingyun.

Then Mr. Wang nodded and said, "Okay. Do you all know about tomorrow?

Passing through Yanyun Bridge is a small path that can be traced into the hunting field.

The emperor hunted the field and had five thousand elite soldiers, but there would be no one on that path.

At most, the emperor is surrounded by Concubine Ning, the prince, some ministers, and elites in the country.

You guys have dealt with these people, right?"

In fact, he has asked this question more.

Not to mention dealing with it, even if it is doubled, the strong men behind him can handle it.

Now, it can be crushed.

This is the result based on information poor and careful calculations.

...

Ji Wuzheng paced back and forth in the study.

He was full of energy, but he seemed nervous.

"tomorrow!"

"Tomorrow is the beginning of my arrival at the 9th Five-Year Plan."

He clenched his fists, as if he had seen a bright future.

"When the elders of the cabinet controlled the scene, I would control Concubine Ning and the emperor together with the elders of the cabinet, then enter the capital, give a speech, and then kill the beauty in front of the world, hang her head, and then let the father pass it to me.

That's great, it's really great."

He stroked his fist excitedly, as if he had seen victory.

No one knows the power of the elder better than him.

The cabinet masters are usually impartial in the court and play the role of a neutral in the undercurrent of fighting for the throne.

Who would have thought that he would have this most violent blow at this sudden moment?

Who could have thought?

Can his sixth prince suddenly rise up?

"Tomorrow, all those who once looked down on me will be trampled by me."

...

The day of hunting arrived soon.

Once the thin autumn rain is as thin as cow's hair, dancing in the sky.

But the rain won't wet the clothes, it's just hazy and dazed.

Five thousand elite soldiers had long surrounded the hunting area.

The emperor took Concubine Ning, Prince, and a group of people, under the protection of elite soldiers and masters, and hurried out of the north gate and headed towards the mountainous areas where he hunted.

No one saw it.

No one knows.

A fisherman wearing a straw hat had already sat on the Yanyun Bridge at some point, fishing alone in the ripples.

Yanyun Bridge is 89 meters long, which is the only way to take a small road to the hunting place.

The hook swayed back and forth in the water, not like he could catch a fish.

But the fisherman sat lazily, leaning against the guardrail of the arch bridge, with his legs hanging in the air. He was Xia Ji.

Dada dada...

Dada dada...

The grass moves with the wind.

The extremely subtle but fast moving footsteps came not far away.

Not long after.

A group of people wearing gray cloaks and bamboo hats quickly came here.

There are sixteen people in total.

All of these sixteen people are the real strong men of the royal capital.

But these people were stunned when they saw the fishermen fishing on the bridge.

Not afraid.

Instead, the fisherman appeared in the most critical position, which seemed a bit strange and inconsistent.

"past."

Lei Jingyun was the first to react, and she directed directly, "Child Luohan, please pay attention to the fisherman. When we all pass, if he has not moved yet, you can kill him directly."

Under her hat, a dull voice responded: "Yes."

Although Lei Jingyun is not the strongest person here, she has the talent to command, identify and use people.

At this time, the owner of the Thunderstorm Hall naturally had her own considerations.

Chi Luohan is a master whom his adopted father secretly gathered, and he is very strong.

He has great attainments in practicing martial arts. Even if he stands and lets people cut and kill, he will not be injured at all.

What's even more amazing is that he is good at a terrible skill:

The Nine Yang True Body.

This is a terrifying and extremely difficult magical skill. The first three levels need to be combined with a large amount of Fiery Yang Pills to practice. The middle three levels need to accumulate the Nine Yang true energy to reach its limit and then impact it.

Only by succeeding three times in a row can you advance to the first level, but if you fail, you need to start over.

This requires a lot of insight and patience.

I won’t talk about the last three levels and the legendary tenth level. It simply depends on the mysterious artistic conception to understand.

This is what is called "breakthrough depends on fate".

This fate requires insight, blessings, great wisdom, and great perseverance.

And the Red Arhat actually practiced the Nine Yang True Body to the eighth level.

This has to be said to be terrible.
To be continued...