Gate of God

Chapter 508: My heart feels cool and my heart is soaring

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It was a kind of paleness that came from within. It had nothing to do with emotions such as shock. It looked more like something special coming out of the skin.

Not only that, Yan Xiu's body trembled slightly, red auras lingered around his body, and he felt extremely unstable. "Nature's Novel"

"You..." Yan Xiu's eyes turned cold and his teeth clenched.

"what happened?"

The young masters from the aristocratic families looked at Yan Xiu whose expression suddenly changed. They all didn't quite understand what happened, but soon they understood.

because…

Their expressions also changed.

It was a kind of cold air rising from the soles of their feet, making their bodies feel as if they were placed in a huge ice cellar, and their whole bodies were wrapped in this cold air.

too cold.

It was so cold that their bodies were so stiff that they could not move. Not only their bodies, but even the blood and muscles in their bodies seemed to be completely frozen.

"Why is this happening?"

The sudden turn of events filled the faces of the young masters of the aristocratic families with horror. All of them stared at the envoys from the Southern Territory who were still standing there with sneers on their lips.

At this moment, they certainly understood why Yan Xiu suddenly lost his strength, because, like Yan Xiu, they also felt a sense of exhaustion that they could not use their strength.

"Is it poisoned?!"

"How dare these Southern Territory envoys poison themselves?"

"When did they..."

None of the young men from the aristocratic families had figured it out, and no one had seen what method the Southern Territory envoys used to poison them, but the fact was that their state was indeed similar to poisoning.

Pingyang's face also changed at this moment. There was a trace of anger in his clear eyes, and he bit his lips tightly: "How brave, a mere envoy from the Southern Region, dare to poison this princess in Yanjing City?"

"Don't get me wrong, Princess, we don't dare to poison you!" When an envoy from the Southern Territory heard Ping Yang's words, he immediately shook his head with a smile on his face.

"Do you think this princess will believe it?" Pingyang naturally didn't believe it.

"Believe it or not, it's the princess's business. We don't need to explain." The envoy from the Southern Territory smiled, and then his eyes moved from Pingyang to Fang Zhengzheng: "Fang Zhengzheng, today is the day you die! "

"Really? But you have already said similar words once before." Fang Zhengzheng smiled softly, with a look of disdain on his face, and then slowly stood up.

The envoys from the Southern Territory looked at the calm and unhurried Fang Zhengzheng, and the knives in their hands suddenly tightened.

Regarding Fang Zhengyi, almost everyone has a question in their mind, that is, is he useless? Although the possibility of it being useless is almost 90%, there is still a 10% chance...

And once that 10% possibility becomes a reality, it will definitely be a terrible thing.

"Come here, help!" Just as the envoys from the Southern Territory were looking suspicious, Fang Zhengzheng's voice suddenly rang out.

"thump!"

"thump!"

“…”

As Fang Zhengzheng shouted for help with an "incomparably domineering" cry, the faces of the Southern Territory envoys were also full of weirdness, and the surrounding young men from aristocratic families could no longer hold on and fell to their knees one by one.

"This guy is still the same as before!"

"Even if you are really scared, you can't be so undignified, right?"

"Just now, you looked arrogant, but now you are shouting for help, and you are not vague at all!"

The young masters from aristocratic families were quite speechless when they heard the cry for help ringing in their ears. This momentum must have become too fast, right

"The envoy from the Southern Territory poisoned and killed people in Qixingfang!"

"Someone come quickly!"

"Help!"

“…”

"Why don't you get out of here? Don't forget, this is Yanjing City, at the feet of the Emperor. Do you think there will be no city guards patrolling around here?"

Fang Zhengzheng obviously ignored the disdainful looks cast by the young men from the surrounding aristocratic families, and still shouted for help outside the shop with a cheerful look on his face.

"Yanjing City... at the feet of the Emperor? Hahaha..." After hearing Fang Zhengzheng's last words, an envoy from the Southern Territory finally couldn't help laughing.

"Are you scared?" Fang Zhengzheng continued.

"Afraid? Hahaha... We are so scared!" The envoy from the Southern Territory smiled again, and then he looked at the people behind him with a cold look in his eyes: "Close the door!"

"Yes!" Upon hearing this, several other Southern Territory envoys also ran behind them and completely closed the gate of Qixingfang.

"What are you doing? This is Qixingfang, you can't kill people here!" A maid saw several Southern Territory envoys trying to close the door and immediately stopped them.

"Get out!" The Southern Territory envoy raised his hand, and the maid flew out directly.

When the other maids saw this scene, their bodies immediately trembled and they kept running into the workshop, shouting loudly as they ran.

Such a scene also made the surrounding young men from aristocratic families frown.

and…

The most important thing is that they feel that something is wrong with the behavior of these Southern Territory envoys.

After all, although Fang Zhengzheng's behavior of shouting for help was a bit cowardly, in terms of method and effect, it was definitely the best choice nowadays.

Bali Fireworks Land is bustling and lively.

But it is also the place with the strictest security in Yanjing City. After all, there are too many conflicts here. Fights may occur over women, money, or even over a poem or a word.

so…

As Fang Zhengzheng said, it would be really weird if there were no city guards guarding the Bali Fireworks Field.

But the fact now is that Fang Zhengzheng has been shouting for so long, but the shadow of the city guards has not appeared yet, and there is not even a young man walking outside to come in to watch the fun.

How to avoid making people suspicious

Moreover, the most important thing is that the Southern Territory envoys actually closed their doors and closed the entire Seven Stars Square. This kind of behavior can be said to have completely deviated from the scope of normal envoys.

It's not strange to kill people on impulse, but to be bold enough to forcefully close the door and kill someone after hearing a call for help is definitely abnormal.

Just as Fang Zhengzheng said, this is Yanjing City, at the feet of the Emperor!

How dare the Southern Territory envoy be so bold

"I've been calling for so long, but no one has come... It seems there is no hope." Fang Zhengzheng glanced at the closed door, shook his head gently, and sighed.

"No need to struggle anymore, you will definitely die today!" The envoy from the Southern Territory looked at Fang Zhengheng with a cold tone.

"It's impossible. The security in Yanjing City has always been very good? How come no one came to save me?" Fang Zhengzheng seemed a little unwilling.

"Haha, yes, the security in Yanjing City is indeed very good, but it is a pity that this is Qixingfang!" Upon hearing this, the Southern Territory envoy also had a sneer on his lips again.

"So you guys also know that this is Seven Stars Square?" After Fang Zhengzheng heard this, he finally put away the fear on his face, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and showed a smile.

"What do you mean?" The Southern Territory envoy looked at the smile on Fang Zhengzheng's face and was shocked, with a vague premonition of something bad.

Because, his upright face now no longer had the fearful expression just now.

The opposite of…

Also very confident.

confidence

How to have confidence

The gate of Qixingfang has been closed, the city guards from outside have not arrived, and Yan Xiu is unable to move. In this case, shouldn't it be despair

It's just an act, it's definitely an act!

While he was thinking this, a chill suddenly rose from his back. It was an extremely sharp breath, like a sword, like a gun, and as cold as ice.

"Not good!" Although the Southern Territory envoy didn't believe it, he quickly reacted and was about to get out of the way, but his feet were stopped, as if he was caught by something.

Look down.

The expression of the Southern Territory envoy also changed suddenly.

Because, under his feet, there was a bright red vortex spinning constantly, pulling his body in place.

"Asura Road!"

Of course the envoy from the Southern Territory knew the meaning of this red vortex, but he didn't understand why there was a Shura Dao under his feet

Could it be that Yan Xiu was not poisoned

if there is not…

What did Yan Xiu's expression mean just now

The envoy from the Southern Territory really wanted to ask, but now was obviously not the time, because a red light had already lit up, crystal clear like blood, and was cutting directly towards him.

It was too fast, so fast that he couldn't react at all.

"Poof!"

The knife fell.

Along with the knife, there was also an arm, a bloody arm. The blood splashed up and sprayed into the air, blooming into a brilliant flower.

And it's not over yet.

Because there was a sword on his chest, a sword that penetrated from behind. It was cold and passed through his chest, bringing with it drops of bright red blood.

"How... could this happen?" The Southern Territory envoy's eyes were fixed on the still pale Yan Xiu standing in front of him, and the sword blade protruding from his chest.

He never imagined that such a thing would happen.

Everything is clearly under control, why would there be such a change? Why is Yan Xiu okay? Who stabbed the sword behind him

Could it be that the envoys from the Southern Territory standing behind him are all dead

What happened

The southern envoy subconsciously twisted his neck behind him with difficulty, and then his eyes widened again. Behind him, there was a woman standing.

an ordinary looking woman

The most important thing is that he knows this woman. She is the maid who was thrown away by him just now with a wave of his hand. But now, this woman is standing behind him.

In his hand, he also held a sword, a sword that pierced his chest.

"Vulnerable." A faint voice came from the woman's mouth. Compared with the panic just now, the woman's tone now was cold and emotionless.

The Southern Territory envoy's expression suddenly changed.

As a strong man in the reincarnation realm, although he cannot enjoy the glory and wealth like some noble families, he has always been respected.

When will I be called vulnerable

Moreover, these words came from the mouth of a maid.

The Southern Territory envoy's face was ugly. Of course, this was not because he was injured, but because the several Southern Territory envoys behind him were also surrounded by maids. The maid running for her life in the workshop.

Qixingfang!

At this moment, if he still couldn't figure this out, it would be impossible. However, what he couldn't figure out was why Qixingfang dared to get into such trouble

"Hahaha... How are my princess's acting skills? Not bad, right?" Pingyang's laughter sounded at this time, with a bright and flamboyant face.

"You? Just so-so. I think Yan Xiu is better." Fang Zhengzheng curled his lips and said casually.

"Tch, it's obviously me who confuses them, okay?" When Pingyang heard this, his pink little mouth pouted, looking a little unconvinced.

"I also think I'm a better actor." Yan Xiu spoke at this time, his tone cold, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

"..." Pingyang was stunned, and then a trace of anger rose on his face: "Yan Xiu, when did you become like this shameless guy!"

"Yan Xiu was just telling the truth, right? Don't you think the pale look on his face just now was very realistic? You see, they believed it all." Fang Zhengzheng said again.

"That's because they are too stupid!" Pingyang refused.

"Are you... acting?" Ninth Prince Lin Yun wanted to stand up, but found that his body could not move at all and was weak.

Poisoned

Not poisoned

What was going on? He, Fang Zhengzheng and Yan Xiu drank from the same bottle of wine, ate from the same table, and sat in the same position.

Why do they seem to be fine when they are poisoned

Fang Zhengzheng, Ping Yang and others ignored the looks of the people around them and continued to argue with each other, not caring at all about the words that stimulated the hearts of the envoys from the Southern Territory.

And Wen Dabao's mouth had already been opened, so wide that he couldn't close it at all.

Not just Wen Dabao.

The surrounding young men from aristocratic families also opened their mouths. They couldn't understand why things suddenly turned out like this. Could it be that they weren't poisoned

How can it be

The young masters of the aristocratic families look at each other, and they can all feel the weakness of their bodies. So, under the same roof, why are Yan Xiu and others okay

and…

Most importantly, what do they mean by acting? Could it be that they knew that the Southern Territory envoy would arrive at this time and that they would be poisoned

How can this be

not understand.

What I don’t understand even more is, in this case, is it really necessary to talk about whose acting skills are better

Also, why would Qixingfang get involved in this matter? Did Yan Xiu and Ping Yang arrange for people to be in Qixingfang early? Or is it because Qixingfang doesn't want anyone to cause trouble here

Countless questions arose in the minds of the young masters from aristocratic families.

Of course, no one answers these questions.

In Qixingfang, the only remaining sound was that of Fang Zhengzheng and Ping Yang discussing whose acting skills were better. Besides that, the faces of the envoys from the Southern Territory were getting darker and darker.

"It's over!" After enduring for half a quarter of an hour, the Southern Territory envoys finally couldn't bear it anymore. This feeling of being completely ignored would make anyone unhappy, and it was still very unpleasant.

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