Reborn to marry a deceitful prince, cultivating immortals and slashing gods

"Father!"

"help me!"

He stared blankly at the mirror made of condensed purple light in mid-air, in which his daughter's heart-piercing plea for help could be faintly heard.

Yongdinghou stretched out his hand towards the mirror, and was about to stand up, when Li Qianyinsu raised his hand, and the mirror instantly disappeared into the void.

The sound of soldiers fighting outside the hall gradually calmed down, and several Liao Dan soldiers captured the leading soldiers from the Central Plains and surrounded them.

"Your family's daughter, I remember her name is Zhao Ranxi? Right?"

A purple butterfly rested on Li Qianyin's fingertips.

"Miss Zhao is both talented and beautiful, and she has a very high spirit. It must be that Lord Hou raised the girl very well at home, which gave birth to such a proud temperament."

"What are you going to do? What are you going to do to Ran Ran?!"

Seeing the widening smile on Li Qianyin's face, the man shuddered and rushed forward with fists clenched.

Two silver needles were nailed to his leg with a "swish", and Yong Dinghou, who had always been defiant, softened his knees and knelt down in front of Li Qianyin's feet.

Li Qianyin hooked her toes, lifted the brow of the opponent's forehead that was faintly bleeding from the ground, and kicked away in the opposite direction.

Seeing this man, who was about the same age as her father, lying on the ground and struggling to stand up, but repeatedly being pushed down by Liao Dan soldiers behind him, Li Qianyin snorted softly and said lazily:

"Presumably the Marquis doesn't know yet. Just a few days ago, when the Marquis was showing off his power in Linhuang, the emperor ordered that dozens of people in the Marquis Yongding's mansion be beheaded, and all the rest were exiled, and the men would serve as officials." Slave, female relatives are sold to Hualou—"

"I don't know if this concubine of the Hou Mansion who took pleasure in humiliating me in the past can bear a pair of jade arms as a pillow for thousands of people, and a little bit of red lips for thousands of people to taste. Huh?"

His daughter's mournful cries continued to echo in his ears, thinking of the huge house where everyone was being sold to death, Yongding Hou almost collapsed!
"Impossible, impossible!" He roared like crazy, "Your Majesty said, if you help him kill the first emperor, General Zhaonan, and then secretly kill the crown prince, he will surely keep me rich, rich and powerful for the rest of my life. Why."

"Master Hou wants to know? Oh, I almost forgot, I can no longer call you Master Hou."

Li Qianyin walked up to Elder Jixuan's already cold corpse, spread her slender fingers, and clasped the old man's unrepentant face.

"But it's a long story. What does Lord Hou think I'm coming to the north?"

Marquis Yongding stared helplessly at the girl, his pale fingertips scratched traces of blood on the dead man's skin, his expression was calm and terrifying.

"Isn't it because you cooperated with King Yi, wanted to save Pingzhou, and found me to avenge the killing of my father by the way?"

"Master Hou is worrying too much."

The corner of her mouth raised a beautiful arc, and she brushed away the broken hair in front of her eyes with one hand, her tone was a little brisk, but what she said next was extremely terrifying and strange:

"What's so important about Lord Hou's life alone, hee hee. If Elder Jixuan is still alive, he must know that my favorite thing in life is to slaughter people all over the house."

First, he felt a sudden chill from head to toe as if he had fallen into an ice cave, but his mind was still quite clear.

The man tried his best to stabilize his voice from trembling, and said in a steady voice:
"What a big tone, Luoyang, the eastern capital, at the feet of the emperor, how can you let a ruined orphan girl have the final say?!"

"That's right, of course His Majesty has the final say."

Li Qianyin concentrated her energy, only feeling a steady stream of internal force from her fingertips pouring into her body from outside her body.

It's dangerous, if it takes a while longer, the internal force of the technique in Jixuan's body will probably dissipate.

"On the way from Luoyang to Pingzhou, Lord Hou knows Lu Yan, the judge of Cangzhou Henghai Jiedu?"

Hearing this name, Yongding Hou's heart trembled, but he didn't say anything.

After Li Chen came to the camp that day, he quietly sent someone to Cangzhou. It is said that Lu Yan died in a tragic way, with no flesh and blood on his body, only a piece of human skin hanging on the skeleton.

He couldn't help but look at the movements of the girl's hands, and Jixuan's body that had been thinned out by the naked eye, and he had an epiphany.

From the corner of her eye, Li Qianyin caught a glimpse of the man backing away in extreme fear, she sneered, and continued:
"The two of you colluded secretly and set up a "slaughter business" in private, eating away at the common people, using human flesh as military rations, and then selling the original rations at a high price and putting them into your own pockets. "

"This matter was handed over by a paper pleading, and there was a lot of trouble in the court. The people in the world didn't want to cramp your bones—even if the emperor wanted to protect you, there was nothing he could do about it."

No wonder. No wonder Li Chenjin suddenly went to Cangzhou, and then went to the north to keep an eye on him.
It turned out that everything had been foreshadowed!
However, this business has been in business for a year, and many local officials have heard about it but dare not speak up. Why did it happen recently?
He suddenly raised his head to look at Li Heyan who was sitting on the short table opposite him, and thrust his long knife on the ground with its sheath, and slowly took a sip while playing with the wine cup.

"Could it be you? King Yi? I didn't expect that you are in the north, but your arms are so long——with the status of a dead person, you can turn upside down in the court?"

Hearing his name being called, Li Heyan raised his head with an "ah".

He narrowed his eyes and smiled, then shook his head, "Master Hou guessed wrong this time, I didn't expect all of this, it's all Qianyin's ability."

"How could you be a helpless orphan?"

Li Qianyin straightened up, a cloud of black and purple mist lingering in her hand.

She shook off Jixuan's shrunken corpse, took off a light blue handkerchief from her seemingly weak and boneless wrist, and wiped the dirt on her fingertips carefully.

The orthodox technique is pure, and it sucks much more smoothly than Lu Yan's stale qi.

"Master Hou doesn't know much about it."

She raised her eyes and looked at the man, her originally brown eyes were pitch black, bottomless.

Of course Li Qianyin would not tell him that the day before she left Luoyang, she asked Mingji, the young general, to investigate her father's affairs for her.

At the Peach Blossom Banquet, she vaguely guessed from Li Chenjin's meaning that General Zhaonan was killed by the joint efforts of the Son of Heaven and Marquis Yongding, but he was not the one who died in the fire, and the real cause of death was unknown.

However, when Li Yunyao helped the coffin to salute that day, even Li Heyan couldn't find the corpse, how could it be found by a princess who hadn't even been out of the palace a few times?
She felt strange, but she couldn't find out the real cause of her father's death.

However, when she was at a loss, Ming Ji found out about the shady affair between Yongding Hou and Lu Yan.

As soon as this matter happened, both humans and gods were outraged, even if Ming Ji hadn't intentionally promoted it, they could not escape the crime of ransacking the house.

Coupled with the two capable female envoys Baizhi and Zhuling sent by Gu's mansion, they fanned the flames in the city and spread the news, overnight, Yongding Hou's mansion became the target of public criticism.

Li Qianyin stretched out her finger again and tapped lightly.

The void fluctuated like ripples on the surface of water, and the purple mirror was even bigger.

Zhao Ranxi, the prostitute of the Marquis of Yongding, was gagged and tied up in a dark room, her eyes were red and swollen, and she let out a scream of "woo woo".

Her father, a general over half a century old, struggled to crawl towards Li Qianyin with his limp legs.

"Bitch, you are the same as your father and your mother! You should all be damned!"