"Haha..." Chu Xiang said with a smile: "In terms of liveliness, it is indeed lively here, but don't you think it's too noisy?"

"I like liveliness the most." Chu Ling said, "I'm afraid of being deserted."

In Lingyun Palace, no matter how many maids there are, it still feels too calm and not like the excitement on Suzaku Avenue.

Chu Xiang nodded: "There is indeed a lack of fireworks in the palace...Fifteenth sister, come to my house as soon as you leave the palace. Your ninth sister-in-law likes you very much and asked her to take you to join in the fun."

"OK."

"Old Gong." Chu Xiang suddenly turned his head and smiled.

Gong Qunying smiled.

He had already thrown up the fly whisk, and the silver thread was about to touch Chu Xiang's neck.

This whisk was so silent that Chu Xiang didn't realize it. If Fakong hadn't spoken in his mind, he would have been tricked.

Gong Qunying's expression suddenly changed.

The silver threads of the whisk actually froze in the air, and his body also froze, maintaining the momentum of reaching forward.

The long sword at Chu Xiang's waist came out of its sheath with a "choking" sound like a dragon's roar.

The sword body trembled endlessly, as if a silver snake was swimming around, making a "buzzing" sound.

He didn't rush to draw his sword, recharging his strength and then recharging his strength.

As the power accumulates, the sword becomes brighter and brighter, like a ray of lightning dancing around the sword.

Chu Ling was confused.

Before she could react, Chu Xiang stabbed her with his sword.

At this time, the long sword had turned into a pool of autumn water, and the previously dazzling light had completely converged into the sword body.

"Ding!" In the clear sound, the tip of the sword could not penetrate Gong Qunying's chest.

Chu Lingming's eyes widened.

She never expected that Chu Xiang would suddenly attack Gong Qunying.

A smile appeared on Gong Qunying's lips.

He possesses the Black Turtle Immortality Kung and is invulnerable to swords!

Fakong's voice came to Chu Xiang's ears: "Three inches below the right rib!"

At this time, Fakong was standing by the stone table in his yard, forming a seal with his hands, and both his left and right hands were forming the Immovable Mountain Seal to strengthen the power of the Immobilization Spell.

With golden light shining from his eyes, he looked at Gong Qunying from a distance.

In his eyes, Gong Qunying's skin and muscles disappeared, only his meridians and breath existed, like a crystal man.

The meridians are jade-colored, and the breath is like ink.

The immobilization spell immobilizes his breath and prevents it from moving, thus causing a break point in his breath, which is his current weakness.

"Buzz..."

Chu Xiang drew his sword and stabbed again.

"Brother Ninth..." Chu Ling said hurriedly.

Gong Qunying showed an expression of disbelief.

The tip of the sword was exposed from his back, and Chu Xiang's face turned red. All the strength in his body was concentrated in his hands. He grabbed the hilt of the sword and raised it fiercely.

The long sword went up along Gong Qunying's ribs, across his throat and head, and came out from Baihui point.

Chu Xiang used too much force. After the long sword left Gong Qunying, he spun around in a circle.

The tip of the sword passed through the wall of bluestones next to it, passing by silently. The bluestones were as unobstructed as tofu.

Chu Xiang's sword is a unique sword. For this sword action, he specially chose the sharpest sword among all the swords in his collection.

This sword cuts iron like clay.

But even so, he still couldn't break Gong Qunying's protective aura, which made him break out in a cold sweat.

A thin red line appeared between Gong Qunying's eyebrows, quickly spread to his nose and mouth, and then slowly tilted sideways, his eyes quickly dimmed, and he stared at Chu Xiang in disbelief.

"Bang" he fell to the ground motionless.

Chu Ling looked at Chu Xiang curiously, then at Gong Qunying who was lying motionless on the ground, frowned and said: "Brother Ninth, this is the manager of the Imperial Grandmother!"

"Of course I know." Chu Xiang shook his head: "If I hadn't done it, he would have killed both of us!"

Chu Ling frowned.

Of course she also saw Gong Qunying leaving the whisk first, and was very confused as to why he did this. He couldn't be a traitor to the Kunshan Holy Cult, right? Impossible.

And no matter what, Gong Qunying is the general manager of Yonghe Palace.
Chapter completed!