There are many wonders in the sky with continuous drizzle, with wind, rain, and thunder!

The realm of magical power is already connected to the five elements, and the yin and yang are used to communicate with the qi of heaven and earth, causing changes in the world and its power.

Although Tang Yinlong had not yet reached the realm of magical powers, it was not impossible to force the magical powers to be activated by the peak of the Fate Xuan. However, this magical power was completely cut off the possibility of his foot stepping on magical powers and damaged his foundation.

But he was very happy, his smile was free and as if he had seen the scenery he wanted to see the most in his life.

There is rain in the palace with red bricks and green tiles and steep eaves. Although the surrounding scenery is not as vibrant as in spring and summer, it also has a unique sense of desolation.

However, Tang Yinlong felt that the beautiful scenery was not the flowers, plants, trees, red walls and green tiles in the palace, but the floating corpses falling on the stone slabs everywhere!

The floating corpse smashed the stone slabs that the guards and palace maids usually walked carefully, spitting water, twitching, swollen limbs, and bleak shape.

When thousands of floating corpses appeared inside and outside the palace that seemed to be drowned in water for several days, a sour smell spread instantly.

Wen Qingfeng looked furious. It was not easy to run a duel under the feet of the emperor in the imperial city to be loyal to him. He spent thirty years of hard work on this.

This time, his subordinates who walked into the palace of the prosperous Tang Dynasty were naturally among the elites. They were not only absolutely loyal to him, but also had certain abilities.

However, Tang Yinlong used today's rain curtain to kill all these elite soldiers. How could he not be angry? The electric arcs flashed around his body, and his flying goatee threw out a few drops of rain!

The moment countless swords touched his body, Huawei went ashes and was poured by the rain and turned into a pool of stains under his feet.

With a scream, Wen Qingfeng felt as if he had entered a no-man's place and strode to the smiling Tang Yinlong. He poked out his palm and used the tiger's mouth to slam the neck of the Emperor of the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

Tang Yinlong's mouth was bleeding and his feet were hanging in the air, without any resistance!

Wen Qingfeng, who was furious, did not stop his pace. He walked forward and broke through the rain curtain under the eaves, smashed the colorful bead curtain in front of the imperial study door strung up by the Queen, and rushed all the way.

The big hand, which shined with blue light and blue veins, began to smell burnt.

Tang Yinlong did not struggle, and still had a hideous smile, knocking over everything familiar along the way until the huge carved dragon wooden pillar in the imperial study room.

A huge roar resounded throughout the palace, and the round wooden pillars were hit by this collision and countless wood chips changed from round to flat.

Countless dust and ashes at the top of the Yu Study Room were hit like heavy rain. Countless rare treasures fell on the expensive velvet blanket and suddenly covered with dust. Then glazed tiles began to fall. The Yu Study Room was about to collapse!

The blood in Tang Yinlong's mouth became thicker, feeling the spasm and convulsive current penetrated into his body. He looked at the scene of the collapse of the study in front of him, but raised it with his left hand and waved his hand.

Wen Qinglan outside the study room half kneeled on the steps, and the dust on the eaves and rain mixed with her made her dirty. When she saw her husband's gesture, she stood up and rushed into the imperial study room.

The broken tiles met Wen Qinglan in an unexpected way. They made a crisp sound that was definitely not loud under the collapse.

A stream of blood flowed down from the hair, spreading Wen Qinglan's left eye, flowing through the nose, and applying a blood red ray on her white neck downwards.

Wen Qinglan's body shook and fell into the imperial study room!

Tang Yinlong looked at his beloved wife and pinched his hands, which had already come out of smoke, as if they were already ripe from the inside to the outside, and yelled!

Wen Qingfeng didn't know the power from Tang Yinlong. But this power made him a little irresistible.

The hand pinching the neck became looser and looser. Tang Yinlong finally had a little breath. He opened his mouth as if his face was about to melt, and his upper lip was bleeding from his face. He fell on his dragon robe and rolled and fell into his feet.

A ball of black smoke came out of his mouth, and the smell of rottenness spewed out. Tang Yinlong said with his already broken throat: "I want to kill you."

Tiles like rain fell splashing around Wen Qingfeng. Wen Qingfeng didn't know why Tang Yinlong killed him.

He just watched the eyelids on those red eyes falling down bloody, and whispered: "I won't kill Wen Qinglan."

Tang Yinlong naturally did not care about this promise at this time. Of course, he hoped that Wen Qinglan could survive, but he hoped that Wen Qingfeng would die with him the most.

So he stretched out his arm that had almost no skin and pulled it hard into his chest.

The dragon robe on the chest had turned black, and there was no expensive golden-lined dragon. His fingers suddenly turned into ashes, revealing his originally strong but now shriveled and black chest.

When his palm penetrated his chest, his flesh and blood were gone, leaving only white bones, but he could still move.

Wen Qingfeng was shocked by Tang Yinlong's ruthlessness. After a breath, he found a mass of filth appeared on Tang Yinlong's white bone's palm, as if his internal organs were his own.

He subconsciously took a step back, and Tang Yinlong let out a muffled groan.

The electric current and water stains in the body instantly gathered on this bloody and bloody internal organ. Tang Yinlong used his last life to complete the prototype of his last blow.

The internal organs are physical mediums, and Wen Qingfeng is attached to it, and all the thunder and lightning powers that burst into his body are blessed with his own full power to condense into water.

When the internal organs filled with flowing water and electric arcs were thrown by the palms of the bones, Tang Yinlong showed his smile that he thought was very good, but because of the melting and falling of the flesh on his face, he looked extremely terrifying!

Wen Qingfeng did not hide. After this attack, he felt that he could not dodge. He instantly realized that Tang Yinlong had achieved some success in cultivating his mind before he died.

When the internal organs touched his clothes, the water curtain suddenly spread throughout his body, and the electric current shone brightly from the water curtain, and the imperial study room finally collapsed completely!

Tang Yinlong, sitting under the pillar, stared at the door of the Imperial Study Room where countless dust fell, and looked at Wen Qinglan, who only showed half of his face, who was wiping his face, and the eyes that were originally extremely terrifying, showed endless tenderness.

Soon after, the drizzle fell into the imperial study room, which had no ceiling and only ruins.

Gentleness goes away.

The fragrance remains!

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The drizzle hit Wen Qinglan's muddy cheeks mixed with blood and dust, and she woke up slowly.

Wen Qinglan supported her body with her arms, saw the dilapidated scene in front of her, and saw the carved dragon wooden pillar lying obliquely in the ruins.

She stood up shakingly, ignoring Wen Qingfeng, who was sitting at the top of the carved dragon wooden pillar, breathing in a big mouthful of breath as if a cock was falling.

She came to the curved and bursting root of the wooden post, which was full of broken tiles.

She tore off the long sleeve tube, exposed two white jade-like arms, and began to throw the tiles behind her.

The Empress Wen Qinglan was like a crazy wife who was begging in Shengjing and was a crazy scattered lady who noticed a treasure under the garbage dump.

In the rain, her back was stubborn and firm. Wen Qingfeng, who was severely injured, narrowed his eyes and raised his head. He looked at the sky with increasingly heavy rain. The goatee's beard on his chin fell off and turned into dust that should have been knocked out of the rain.

He sighed and said softly, "Why do you have to do this? Even if you see him, he is not the one you like, I'm afraid it's just a terrifying rotten corpse!"

Wen Qinglan ignored the enemy who killed her husband and still threw away everything that covered her husband's obstacles. Then she saw a head.

The head has no hair, is charred black, the pupils have no eyes, a circle of white eye bones, the jaw has no lips, and the teeth are loose.

Tears erupted in her eyes instantly. She knew that the scorched corpse was her beloved husband. She did not feel any fear in her heart, but continued to pluck the tiles and pieces of wood around him.

Wen Qingfeng, who had no goatee, stood up. He knew that he had not had much time. With his inferior supernatural powers, it was extremely difficult to calculate Wuliang and Han Shuang'er's reaction time when planning to attack Da Nei.

He must leave now, otherwise all his cruel efforts will be wasted, but before he leaves, he must say a few words and a few truths!

Wen Qinglan heard his footsteps in the ruins, but she was still focused on doing what she saw, as if she could bring Tang Yinlong's body out of the ruins to bring him back to life.

Of course, there is no magical magic to bring about the death to resurrection in this world.

Actually, she just wanted to hug him!

Wen Qingfeng came behind Wen Qinglan, and in the darkness of rain, he watched the water droplets break into water on her curved back.

He hesitated for a moment and said, "Do you know how to enter the city of Shengjing?"

Wen Qinglan's whole body trembled and she did not answer, but her body language had already stated that "under the city of Shengjing" really existed.

Wen Qingfeng was satisfied when he got this answer. He did not kill him or cruelly stop Wen Qinglan's actions, but said, "Actually you are my daughter!"

As this sentence blurted out, a thunder suddenly came from the sky.

Lightning flashed Wen Qinglan's cheeks full of tears. This time she didn't have a trace of trembling, and she was still doing what she saw and ignored Wen Qingfeng.

Wen Qingfeng did not speak anymore, but felt extremely tired. A corner of his body seemed to collapse like the imperial study room, and he turned around and left.

Wen Qinglan did not express any expression of his departure. She finally pushed away all the miscellaneous items around Tang Yinlong, and then she helped him up and hugged him into her arms.

Tang Yinlong in his arms was still emitting warmth, and the white bones that had lost their eyes were empty and spiritless, which seemed even more terrifying in the night.

But Wen Qinglan did not dislike him, but felt that his eyes were particularly gentle. She hugged him tightly and began to cry.

The saddest cry in the world is not heartbreaking or hysterical, but is clearly a mature adult who cries like a child.

Wen Qinglan hugged her beloved husband like this, her shoulders trembled, twitched, and she cried like a child.

The crying sounded across the top of the Forbidden City…..(To be continued...)
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