199, Three Princes of the Empire

There is a square outside the gate of the branches of the six temples. At this time, not only the square is overcrowded, but also the streets and alleys leading to the square are blocked. Buildings farther away from the square are also full of people.

All eyes are focused on Han Jing. She was not relaxed just now, and her blood rushed to her throat and was pressed back. The wrist holding the sword was numb. After shaking slightly, she straightened up, and she walked forward step by step.

In front, the Xuanwang, who was frozen into an ice sculpture by the ice soul sword spirit, was carried away, and the vacancy he left was raised by another Xuanwang.

There is no secret skill of "chasing the wind and chasing electricity" to try to pass. In the face of the blockade of King Xuan, no matter how fast the speed is, it will help. What she bet was that the King of Xuan Temple did not dare to really let go.

The night lonely cloud is like a shadow, and the blood knife is still black and simple and inconspicuous. But the knife body sensed his murderous buzzing sound. However, no one noticed it under Han Jing's light and shadow, and even the knife power was suppressed by Han Jing's ice sword and did not receive the attention it deserved.

"Stop, or you're welcome!"

For this sound, it was a fierce shout, and Han Jing directly ignored it and continued to move forward.

Without wind, King Xuan's sleeves are not raised, but there is a magnificent pressure to form a solid aura centered on him, pushing the people around him away, like the same arc-shaped screen blocking Han Jing's way.

Is it okay to use Xuanli to condense the wall to deal with Han Jing, use pressure? Han Jing showed a sassing smile on the corners of her lips. A more powerful and magnificent cold pressure gushed out of the ice soul sword. The condensed aura of Xuan Wang would not be stronger than the bubbles spit out by the fish. It disappeared with a gentle collision and shattered silently.

"How could this happen?" He blurted out. Some people around me were palpitated by the pressure of the ice sword, and couldn't help thinking: Can they retreat in the face of the peerless murderer?

Smile coldly and move on. The stone slab under her feet has been covered with a layer of white frost. Every step, Han Jing will leave delicate footprints on it, and the king of Xuan, who stood in front of her, took a step back.

It was not until his heel touched the stone steps in front of the hall that he realized that he had been scared back by the little girl.

There was an incredible light and an extremely angry look in his eyes, "Woman, don't bully others too much! Don't think that with the indulgence of the Xuanqi Temple, you can do whatever you want!" His roar was earth-shaking, and several people lying on the top of the building in the distance were shocked.

With a cold smile, Han Jing was too lazy to refute and continued to move forward.

As long as Han Jing enters the door of Xuan Temple, the face of Xuan Temple will be lost, but if she really hurts her, with Yang Feng's indulgence to her and Mu Qingbai's attitude, Xuanqi Temple will definitely not give up.

Do you want to stop Han Jing at the risk of tearing the face of the two halls and ignite the flames of war?

Not only the Xuanwang facing Hanjing is thinking about this problem quickly, but also Bai Yi and all the senior officials of the Xuan Temple are thinking about this problem, and they all feel that it is difficult to ride a tiger.

The emperor of the Southern Desert Empire was also thinking about this problem. He was supported by the old eunuch who had been staring at the top of the palace, the highest building of the palace - the top of the astrological hall. The exterior of this building is six-pointed star-shaped, and there are no walls on the top floor. Only six columns support the vault-shaped roof, and the scenery of the imperial capital can be observed in an all-round way.

"Ming'er hasn't come back yet!" Emperor Nammo sighed like a remnant candle in the wind, his voice gradually faded, and his eyes gradually faded.

"The third prince is a filial child. He must have been closed without a summons." The old eunuch had clichés to comfort the master. When the master coughed violently, he was about to take the master down and rest, only to find that the master's hand was clasped to his wrist like an eagle's paw.

"Ming'er finally came back. It's the right time to come back. If he can stop the Xuanqi Temple and the Xuan Temple from fighting, there will be a need for the existence of our Bai family in the Southern Desert Empire.

The five emperors of Nanmo said excitedly. Although he is not in good health, his eyesight is as strong as before the recurrence of the old injury, and he can clearly see the white figure falling on the square of the Xuan Temple.

"Jing, what's wrong?"

The gentle voice appeared in her ear, and Han Jing felt that it was an illusion and turned around and shook twice.

The hobby of white clothes can't change. The snow-white clothes are always spotless and dazzlingly white, and the clothes are always so flat that even wrinkles can't be found. The loose black hair is as soft as satin, forming a sharp contrast with the white clothes, which makes people ignore the whiter and smooth skin than women.

He smiled gently, and his face exuded a bright and beautiful breath.

His body is straight, like a poplar tree standing at the end of the desert under the setting sun. It is lonely, but it contains great strength and strong will.

"Brother Bai?" Han Jing shouted in surprise.

"What happened?" Bai Yiming asked with concern.

There was a feeling of acting coquettishly in front of her brothers, and Han Jing cried when she heard her voice. A Jiang, they killed A Jiang!"

Because of the relationship between Mu Qingsong and Bai Yiming, Mu Qingbai also recognized Bai Yiming. At this time, he quickly came to describe the incident and hinted that Bai Yiming would stop Han Jing from searching the Xuan Temple.

In an instant, he understood the situation. Bai Yiming clearly let the two temples fight, and the regime of the Southern Desert Empire would separate and collapse. Before they could be relegated, the Bai family would have to roll out.

Although after the six temples were self-controlled, the power of the emperors of various countries was greatly weakened and even the power of the army was deprived. The commanders and removal of the armies of various countries must be reported to the military aircraft hall specially set up in the holy city. Military generals are sergeants, lieutenants, generals, marquis and kings at the level of martial arts. Emperors and civilian officials are not allowed to interfere in the military and politics.

However, as long as it is the imperial royal family recognized by the Six Temple Alliance, it enjoys corresponding privileges and is protected by the Temple Alliance. Speaking of which, the royal family of Nanmo Imperial Capital was originally the same ancestor as the Bai family in the ancient Xuan family circle, and it was only divided into two during the war period before the emergence of the Six Temple Alliance. Once the royal Bai family loses power, the fallen phoenix is not as good as the chicken, and it will be faster and more complete than the Bai family on the edge of the ancient Xuan family.

In public and private, Bai Yiming should listen to Mu Qingsong. But he said to Han Jing, "Ajing, don't cry. What do you want to do? Brother Bai will accompany you!"

Wiping the face of pear blossoms with rain, Han Jing sucked her nose and said, "I'm going to go in and search. I suspect that Hu Yilian is hiding in it. I must catch that bitch to avenge A Jiang!"

After Bai Yi whispered a few words to Yun Feiyan at this time, Yun Feiyan said, "Sister Jing, let your brother Bai go in and help you see it. He is the prince of the empire and can search fugitive on behalf of the imperial official, unless you can't trust him!"

Mu Qingbai naturally noticed the small movements of the white wing, and his quick response to this boy was quite admirable. The boy deliberately omitted Bai Yiming's identity as a student of the inner court of Fengyun College belonging to the Xuanqi Temple, and only taught Yun Feiyan to mention Bai Yiming's identity as the prince of the empire, so the prince of the empire will search the fugitive on behalf of the official, and the Xuan Temple is not so humiliated.

Bai Yiming can't object. In fact, although he had no feelings for the family, he was not cold-blooded enough to watch the family destroy, so he broke his old vows and rushed back to the imperial capital.

Mu Qingbai, who hoped for a peaceful solution, said while the iron was hot: "Han Jing, you don't have to be alone, otherwise Hu Yilian can find time even if she is really hidden in it. I'm here to be a guarantor for Brother Bai. If he intends to indulge that bitch, I will give it to you.

"Brother Bai needs you as a traitorous villain as a protection?" Turning her eyes, Han Jing also understood that Mu Qingbai's words were reasonable and did not insist any more. She said to Bai Yiming, "Brother Bai, please."

"Hmm." Bai Yiming nodded heavily. He was very moved by Han Jing's unreserved trust. Although he did not show it, he remembered it deeply in his heart. Helping her catch the murderer has also become a task that he must complete. Even if he doesn't find it today, he will continue to search. If he wants to see people and dies, he will definitely give Han Jing a result.

Bai Yi gestured to the Xuanwang who stopped in front of the temple and motioned him to make way for Bai Yiming.

Bai Yiming's figure disappeared in the door of the hall. Han Jing and Ye Guyun stood still and waited for the result. The people of the two halls did not dare to disperse, and the onlookers gradually dispersed because the two halls could not fight.

The Southern Desert Emperor on the Astrology Hall coughed a mouthful of black blood, but kept dancing and laughing. The old eunuch was so worried that he would hang up if he couldn't catch it in one breath.

He laughed breathlessly and gasped for a long time. Emperor Nanmo finally calmed down and smiled happily, "Sure enough, people are happy and energetic. Minger's crisis was solved when he came back, and the disease was also dispersed. Haha, he hasn't been so comfortable for a long time."

The old eunuch was finally relieved and said funnyly, "When the third prince comes back, our Southern Desert Empire will definitely be more prosperous."

"It's prosperous, but you don't have to think about it." Emperor Nanmo waved his hand with a bitter smile and said, "This child's temperament is indifferent and indifferent to fame and fortune. The tragic death of his mother's concubine makes him have no sense of belonging to the family. He can think about the blood flowing in his veins of the Bai family from time to time. It's enough to solve the crisis for the family like today. You can't expect too much on him."

"Alas, it would be easy to escalate the Southern Desert Empire with his brotherhood with Mu Qingsong, Yuguhong and Leng Wuhen."

"It's not easy to resolve his knot!" Nanmo Emperor sighed heavily, and the sound quickly disappeared into the blowing wind. When the wind blows, he tightened his robe, and an idea came out of Han Jing's mind. However, Yiming is very different from Han Jing. He should like her. If the Yun family can propose marriage with the Han family, this marriage should be able to resolve his heart knot. He said optimistically.