As time went by, Luo Yunsheng felt that his substitute, the mortal, had been cut open Tianjin with the shape of the Houxia, and the drama in the atrium had been performed one by one. Fu Yi and his queen and concubine returned to the bedroom. At this time, except for Fu Yi still protecting the demonic people around him, all the nervous Japanese soldiers scattered and returned to their original posts. Jingyuan's protective circle also became a little relaxed at this time. Luo Yunsheng, who had been hiding on the roof, thought that the opportunity had come, so he slowly moved his figure into ghost fog and sank into the shadow of the surrounding trees and porch. He slowly moved towards the bedroom where Fu Yi was.

When Luo Yunsheng moved to the outside window of the second floor of the room on the Fuyi floor, he suddenly stopped. Back to the shadow of the tree that he had just passed, and sacrificed the Nine Evil Soul Destroy Banner again to form a seal. Just as he disappeared, Japanese ninjas gathered from all over the world and stopped at the place where Luo Yunsheng was just now. In these Japanese ninjas, there was the ninja who had felt the yin evil spirit before, and the ninjas seemed to be the leader of others. He squatted down and reached out to sweep a layer of floating ten on the ground, revealing a piece of wooden talisman that had been broken into two sections below the earth. Seeing this broken wooden talisman, the ninja's eyes immediately became sharp and he gave a low command. The other ninjas also became nervous, each drawing out weapons and guarding the surroundings. One of the ninjas drew out an object similar to a whistle, as if he was about to blow it.

Luo Yunsheng knew that he had touched the mechanism buried by the ninjas. Although his figure had not been revealed yet, if these ninjas were allowed to spread the news that someone had invaded the Jingyuan, the opportunity he had finally waited for would be lost. He had already refined the Nine Evil Soul-Destroying Banner into his body and had no time to wait for a second chance. No matter what the final success or failure of the matter, his body could no longer bear the Yin Evil power of the Nine Evil Soul-Destroying Banner, and would eventually become a sacrifice to the evil ghosts in the banner within a few days.

Luo Yunsheng, who had no way out, no longer hesitated. Just when the ninja was about to blew his whistle, he immediately pushed the power of the Yin Evil in his body to sacrifice the Nine Evil Soul Destroying Banner to form the Nine Cellar Formation, covering the building, including the surrounding trees and flowers.

When the ninja blew the whistle, all the sounds were absorbed by the formation power of the Nine Evil Soul-Destroying Banner. Although it sounded very loud in the ears of these people, the people outside the Nine Evil Soul-Destroying Banner could not hear them at all. They could even see the fantasy created by the Nine Evil Soul-Destroying Banner Enclosure Realm.

When the whistle sounded, the other ninjas all relaxed at the same time. Only the ninja leader became even more nervous. He pulled out two knives, one long and one short, held them in his backhand, blocking them in front of him, like a entrenched poisonous snake, ready to deal with attacks from other directions at any time.

Luo Yunsheng fully displayed the power of the Nine Evil Soul Destroy Banner for the first time. The power he felt from it gave him an illusion that he could compete with the sky. The ninjas and people in the Demonic Path who had asked him to take care of three points before were regarded as ants by him. He pinched magic tricks with his hands, controlled the three Yinsha ghosts, and pointed at the ninjas. He no longer hid his body and led the remaining ghosts to rush towards Jiang Yi's room. The shrill screams from behind him were like beautiful music in his ears, which made him feel intoxicated.

A few minutes ago, in the room on Fuyi on the second floor, Fuyi's queen and concubine went back to their rooms to rest, and he was talking to a Japanese guest who was receiving today in the reception room. In addition to these two people, there were four demonic people with profound cultivation who always occupied four corners of the room.

"Mr. Nanyuan, why is your promise to the Union still not a single eyebrow?" Boyi, who heard the bad news again, slapped the table hard, straightened his chest, tried to make himself look heroic, and scolded the Japanese opposite.

"Your Majesty, there must be a priority in matters." Nanyuan Xiufu, who is a couplet, was not scared by Qingyi's pretentious power at all. He picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and said: "Now my Kwantung Army has not completely controlled Manchuria. Zhang Zuoshuang's son Zhang Xueliang still has a great influence in Manchuria. This person is very close to the government of the Republic of China. If you rashly ask Your Majesty to go to Manchuria at this time, you will be afraid that there will be unpredictable dangers."

"This is another set!" Fu Yi's face looked a little ugly. He said, "You said the same thing when Zhang Zuoshuang was alive. Now it's Zhang Xueliang, you still have this set of words." As he said, he snorted coldly and said, "If your strength is not enough, Lian can find another partner. Mr. Nanyuan. What do you think of the Soviet Union?"

Nanyuan Xiufu's face stood up and darkened. A sharp gaze shot out in his eyes, and he said with a slight threatening tone: "Is your Majesty preparing to give up the Japanese-Sing friendship we have established over the years? Does Your Majesty know what the consequences of doing this?"

Afterwards, Nanyuan Xiufu's expression suddenly stopped, and there was a trace of inexplicable fear in his eyes. But soon this expression disappeared and everything returned to normal.

"Isn't it that you don't pay attention to the relationship with the alliance?" Fighting Yi, who was still a little brave, just now, became a little soft. He lowered his head slightly and did not dare to look at Nanyuan. His tone was no longer as tough as before, and he did not notice what was abnormal in Nanyuan's past.

In fact, compared to Qi Yi, Nanyuan Xiufu seemed more uneasy in his heart. A few years ago, he also served as Fu Yi's liaison officer. At that time, Fu Yi had no other forces beside the old and young men of the Qing Dynasty, and it can be said that he was very easy to control. However, after he re-elected as the liaison officer half a year ago, he found that Fu Yi had a group of people around him, and all of them had a sense of evil spirit, which made him feel a little scared when he saw it.

Hideo Nanyuan had also asked the former liaison officer before, and the information he received was that these people were people with Qing dynasties and had joined in over the years. Because Fu Yi had never been around, he was particularly welcome to join Fu Yi, and all of them were incorporated into his personal guards, replacing the previous Japanese soldiers. Although the former liaison officer expressed opposition to this, he could not have had a quarrel with Fu Yi, and there were only more than 20 people who entered the personal guards. He felt that even if there was something wrong, he would not cause too much storm. In the end, he compromised.
Chapter completed!