Chapter 90: The death of the Yellow House Lord

This woman is a good idea! I will give myself the secret of planting mystery, and save the spirit, and keep the Xianyu and Baihua Palace.
And the marriage with the Zhao family, the damage of the pulse does not say, the Baihua Palace will also exist in name only, step rain will also fall into the hands of Zhao Wuhui.
Most importantly, the planting secret of this fairy rain will leak sooner or later!
And the immortal planting secret technique is given to himself, even if this planting secret is leaked, it will not endanger the fundamentals of the Baihua Palace. Compared with the survival of Baihua Palace, it is nothing.
A stone and a bird!
The bell sneer at the bottom of the centrifuge, these people, the intrigue is a bit more powerful than one!
"This is the first half of the fairy tale planting secret! After the event, I
Give you a complete planting secret! "The Yellow House Lord calmly handed a jade to the bell, and the look is natural, there is no such thing as the slightest!"
After the rain and the rain, I was so nervous that it was the tension of the face. This is the root of the Baihua Palace. Now it has been taken by an outsider. Is this still enough? But the Yellow House Lord said softly: "This is nothing compared to the future of Baihua Palace!"
Zhong Li took it over and saw it, didn't look at it, and threw it directly into the small universe. After getting the complete law, it was not too late to see it.
"When did I start?" Zhong asked, and quickly repaired what broke the soul, and then flashed to find his wife!
"The sooner the better! Cough, cough! Rain, help me to the hall, rain, and scream, I have something to announce!" Huang Gongzhu was still weak and talked, suddenly a severe cough To replace, the mouthful of blood rushed from the corner of her mouth, dyed the sleeves of the rain.
"Master!" Two women exclaimed.
"The rain is going to go!" Huang Gongzhu said painfully.
Step by step, Yu Yu also no longer hesitated, and helped the Yellow House to walk to the main hall.
Zhong Li also quickly raised the other arm of the Yellow House Lord. It was not that he was kind.
But now she is her own boss. Who is she going to pay for her death? Who is going to go to the lower part of my own planting secret?
So he quickly entered his spiritual power into the body of the Yellow House to protect her heart.
The Yellow House Lord is about to open the hand above his right arm. It’s difficult to connect himself now, he has to give up, and he has no malicious intentions, and even his own spiritual power into his own veins. in.
Yep? Strange, what happened? After Zhong Li took his spiritual power into the veins of the Yellow House, he immediately discovered an abnormality!
The spiritual power in the main body of the Yellow Palace is ruined, and the atmosphere of cold and cold is always present! what happened?
Zhong Li is very surprised, how can the spiritual power of yin and yang disorders exist? Seeing the Huanggong Lord is not like being hurt by others, it is like its own reasons.
I haven't waited for the clock to think about it again. I just felt that I was on the top of the Baihua Temple. Hey, the sound of the bells and drums ringing in the ear, rushing and panicking, the sound is better than a wave. The unreasonable feeling of irritability and tension seems to be something big to happen.
After hearing the bell, everyone in the Baihua Palace felt the Baihua Temple at the fastest speed, and looked at the extremely weak Yellow House Lord with a nervous color, and the clock that helped the Yellow House Lord.
For a moment, all the disciples of Baihua Palace were present, totaling 338 people, including men and women.
Relatively impetuous is the sect of hundreds of thousands of disciples. The Baihua Palace is completely weak.
Zhong Li took the Yellow Palace to the main seat and then withdrew to the side. He really couldn't stand the eyes of those people.
The men all use the fire of the eyes, and the women all use their eyes.
Zhong Li knew what they meant, and they all thought they would give it to the rain!
"The disciples!" said Huang Gong’s voice, which is extremely low.
Not finished yet, a piece of crying voice filled with the Baihua Temple. "Master!" "Master, what's wrong with you?" More than three hundred people squatted on the ground, crying and shouting.
The eyes of the Yellow House Lord also shed two lines of tears, and looked at the disciples of these Baihua Palace with relief. They said softly: "Well, get up, now listen to the teacher to announce important matters!" The voice is low, but the voice is low, but But through the majesty, it was introduced into the ears of every disciple.
Everyone in the Baihua Palace heard the words, but the emotions were even more exciting! I heard that the teacher who raised his own adult is so, how can he cry without crying?
"Okay!" The Yellow House owner drank, but it caused a sharp cough. When the disciples of Baihua Palace saw this, they immediately stopped crying, one by one, bowing their heads and kneeling on the ground, sobbing in a low voice.
Step by step, rain and sorrow stood aside, did not speak, but the shoulders of the jittery voice told Zhong Li, the emotions of both of them were also unusually excited. That heart-breaking face!
"Now announced for the teacher!" Huang Gongzhu said a faint sentence, and then said loudly: "Baihuagong disciple and step by step to listen to orders!"
"The disciple is here!" Step by step, randomly rushed back to the main hall and kneel down.
"The disciple is here!" Everyone in the Baihua Palace sighed a lot, including stepping rain. Only the clock stood alone from a stupid person, and the "eighteen touches" were stunned by nothing.
"Now it is announced for the teacher! Step by step is the forty-second generation of the Baihua Palace. This is the main token of the palace, Yuhuajian! Step by step, come to pick up the sword!" Huang Gong's main tone is serious and solemn. Respectfully watching the silver-white sword in his hand.
"Master respects me" step by step, want to say something, there is a slight panic in the tone.
"Step by step, pick up the sword!" Huang Gongzhu cold drink, unceremoniously interrupted the words of the rain, repeated said, the tone has been a bit annoyed.
"Yes, the disciple took the sword!" Step by step, he was helpless. He had to go forward and took the head and took the rain sword that symbolized the identity of the first house.
The clock has come a little since the moment when the rain flower sword appeared. This rain sword is still a top-quality artifact! I did not expect such a poor Baihua Palace to have a top-quality artifact!
The Yellow House saw the appearance, a pale smile on his pale face, nodded, and then sat quietly there, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, and the breath of life was slowly passing. A smile is always printed on the face, watching the rain, the forty-two with the palace owner, stepping rain!
Step by step, I saw that the master has not spoken for a long time, and when he raises his doubts, he sees the scene of the broken heart--the teacher is dead, and the teacher respects with a smile.
Tolerance, the one who raised himself, taught himself, loved his master and walked forever!
Watching the rain and stunned, the tears are like the flood of the embankment, and it keeps flowing! The Baihua Palace people are also stunned, just a good teacher, is dead!
For a moment, crying and crying!
In front of the Baihua Temple, the flowers that were in full bloom in the past were already dying.
The dark stems and leaves of the ink are also withered and weathered, and a gust of wind blew the particles of the sky!
When the clock left the hall, it sounded the cry of Luo Yi and the teacher before the body disappeared. For a moment, it was very confused!
What are the pursuits of the seven passions, the joys and sorrows, the old and the sick, and the pursuit of the life of the practitioners?
Zhong Li shook his head and found a place to sit in front of the Baihua Temple.
Next, meditate.
The gods were revealed into the small universe, and it was found that both the forest war and the Biyuan were settled, and they did not bother, but the return to the old is still in the deep stage of the establishment, and there are no signs of waking up.
Retired from the small universe, so close eyes and raise the spirit, behind him is the tragic, painful cry of crying, did not pay attention to.
As long as I have repaired the spirits, I will be rewarded with the help of the rain and the rain, and then I will go to find them. After that, I will have nothing to do with this weak martial art.
Hey, where are you? The heart of the clock has a deep feeling of missing!
I have always remembered the things in the lower bounds, the tenderness on my face.
For three days, for three days, the entire Baihua Palace was in deep sorrow.
In front of the Baihua Temple, it is covered with plain clothes and white, all in the shape of flowers.
The Baihua Palace will be the subject of the Yellow House, and the death of the Yellow House is revealed to the world.
Because the Baihua Palace is usually weak, there are very few sects that have been handed over to the Baihua Palace. At the funeral of Huang Yinyin, only a small number of people were present.
Zhao Jia just sent an insignificant figure. Therefore, the funeral is especially simple and not so strong.
And Zhong Li, who was sitting on the open space for three days, did not have any action.
This is the familywork of others, and I am not good at interfering with it. Moreover, even if you want to intervene, it seems that you can't take it yourself?
Three days later, Zhao Wuhui and a group of followers arrived at Baihua Palace on time. He did not forget his first-class events, and he was very excited.
Huang Yinyin is dead again. The Baihua Palace can be said to be worse, and his success is much bigger! But he did not show it,
Success or failure is here!
All the things that have been lost in the Baihua Temple have been withdrawn. At this moment, the Baihua Palace is no different from the three days.
But the atmosphere of the strong sadness can't be erased, and the palace owner is not the same person!
But for Zhao Wuhui, everything is the same as before.
The only change is my own mood, but the mood is not good.
If you are not afraid of offending the beauty, Zhao Wuhui even wants to sing a song - Heaven helps me too!