Chapter 640: The national division was beaten (3)

Until now, this woman is still so stiff.
Di Xiaoyun was angrily slapped up again with two slaps, the fan's blue and snowy eyes were staring at gold stars, and his cheeks were red and swollen like a pig's head.
"Go away!"
When Di Xiaoyun kicked Qingxue again, a gloomy voice came from behind him.
Qingxue stiffened, raised her head in surprise, and looked at the man who had just spoken out against Emperor Xiaoyun.
Wang actually opened his mouth to drive away the murderer for her? So, isn't Wang without feelings for her?
"Wang, I'm fine, don't blame the princess..." Qingxue supported her and wanted to stand up, and she showed a shy smile.
This smile appeared on her face, looking ugly and hideous, but she didn't know it, thinking that she could conquer this powerful man with a smile.
boom!
When Qingxue was dreaming about a bright future, she saw the man slowly raise his hand...
Immediately, a cage with thunder and lightning fell from the sky, and before she exclaimed, she was enveloped in the cage.
"what!"
The thunder and lightning in the cage instantly smashed her body, and the pain was like hitting the soul, making her voice piercing.
"Let me out!" Qingxue opened her eyes in horror, and quickly rushed to the cage railing.
Suddenly, there was a surge of electricity, and the severe pain made her quickly release her hand.
The thunder and lightning smashed down fiercely. Qingxue in this cage had already emitted a scorched aura, but by the way, she did not disappear in the thunder and lightning.
"The king doesn't want to say it a second time, who is posing as the king?"
"Yes..." Panic flashed through Qingxue's eyes. She just wanted to summon the man out, and a voice came in indifferently outside the door.
"It seems that a major event has indeed occurred in the White Moon Palace, but who can tell me what the is going on?"
It was a man in a moonlight robe. He smiled like an immortal, gentle as the wind, like a fireworks, left alone.
When Di Xiaoyun turned his head, he saw the man walking in from outside the palace gate, crying sadly: "Guo Shi, my sister-in-law is gone, oooo, she and Chen'er are missing..."
The national teacher frowned slightly, and he walked slowly towards Di Cang, with a small smile at the corner of his mouth: "Wang, I was in retreat some time ago. I just left the customs and I don’t know what happened. Me? I can also help find the queen."
In this demon world palace, the national teacher was the only person that Emperor Cang respected. When he glanced at the national teacher with bloodthirsty and cruel eyes, he recovered a little calmness.
"Before this, the king wants to ask the national teacher a question. Does the national teacher know in this world, is there a way to forge the smell of people? What if you want to find this forger?"
The national teacher seemed to laugh: "It seems that you have discovered it. I did use some special methods to forge a substitute for you hundreds of years ago. This substitute is used to fight against the strong in the gods, except for me, even God, there is no way to discover the truth or not, king, how did you learn about this substitute..."
He hadn't finished saying this, a fist shattered into the void, and it hit his face with a thud.
The national teacher was dumbfounded by the punch, he raised his head in astonishment, and for an instant, the man's furious expression came into his eyes.
"It turned out to be you!" Di Cang's fists clenched, and his eyes looked at the national teacher, as if he was looking at his father and enemy, full of anger.