The exquisite small building with carved beams and painted buildings, and the unique Xinrong courtyard.
After Zong Xuan arrived at the small courtyard outside Jingzhao Mansion, he opened the door and entered, but there was no one inside or outside.
The babbling baby was on the table in the middle of the lobby, while the two demon masters lay unconscious on the ground.
[Golden Crystal Glazed Art] After entering the innate, the slowness of entering the realm is simply appalling. The only way to solve it is to absorb people from the demon sect who have the same inner strength.
It is said that people from the Demon Sect also participated in the battle of Jingzhao Mansion this time, and these two people should be two of them.
After finding out that both of them were innate cultivation bases, Zong Xuan was even more excited. He didn't care about any information about the magic sect. He immediately covered the heads of the two with his hands, and the [Star-absorbing Dafa] was activated. After more than an hour, they Absorbed the power of the two people completely, made two popping sounds, and patted with vertical palms, the two of them died, and they didn't know who died in their hands until they died.
Zong Xuan adjusted his breath secretly, and then slowly opened his eyes. A figure was sitting by the table, teasing with the Feng family's baby in his arms.
Seeing this short but capable figure, Zong Xuan felt nervous in his heart.
Source Laizhou!
The number one warrior in Yingzhou who killed the "Heavenly Hand" Xue Gongwang, the fiercest and fiercest foreign sword.
Seeing Shentu Zhenyue's grandson in his hands, Zong Xuan could only smile helplessly...
"The child is hungry..."
Yuan Laizhou pulled out a smile uglier than crying on his cold face, then turned to look at Zong Xuan, and asked calmly: "The reason why I let you go is because you promised to help me kill Shentu Town Yue, I don’t know how you’re doing now?” After speaking, he narrowed his eyes and glanced at Zong Xuan, and said with a smile: “If you dare to lie to me, I have countless ways to prevent you from living or dying!”
With Laizhou's half-step mythical strength, Zong Xuan dared not make any mistakes in front of him, and if there was an accident, he might die on the spot.
"It's in progress according to the plan... Master Yuan just needs to wait for the shot to take Shentu Zhenyue's life!"
Yuan Laizhou continued to tease the baby, but listened attentively to what Zong Xuan said next.
Zong Xuan smiled slightly, and said, "Master Yuan, have you ever heard of the 'Golden Spike Wave Xun', one of the top ten strange poisons in martial arts?"
Yuan Laizhou gave him a funny look, and said, "Couldn't you tell me because you asked me to detoxify you?"
"Of course not. Apart from the antidote, only masters in the Mythical Realm can force it out of the body with extremely pure qi. Although half-step Mythology can force it out, after performing the work, it will inevitably Great loss of Qi, weak body... Master Yuan, have you ever said anything wrong?"
"That's right, that's what happened." Yuan Laizhou smiled.
Zong Xuan smiled confidently, spread his hands, and said: "That's why I have this plan..." While speaking, Zong Xuan stepped forward slowly, bit his finger in his mouth, and squeezed out a drop of blood. He was a little shocked in Yuanlaizhou Under the gaze, it slowly dripped into the mouth of the swaddled baby...
The blood enters the mouth and the poison enters the body.
At this moment, the baby who was just over three months old and could not speak human language, tasted the viciousness of human nature, and was poisoned by one of the top ten strange poisons in the martial arts world, the "Golden Thorn Wave Xun".
Even Yuan Laizhou, the number one martial artist in Yingzhou, couldn't help but twitch his eyebrows, and looked at Zong Xuan with a shocked expression, "What a poisonous method!"
Zong Xuan didn't care about the other party's sarcasm, just sucked his finger, and said calmly: "This junior has racked his brains in order to survive and fulfill Master Yuan's entrustment!"
"But you can't forget, right? The poison of 'Golden Thorn Wave Xun' is so strong that adults even have suicidal thoughts. Such a baby, I'm afraid it will be regarded as a painful death! And the first time the toxicity occurs is three days later, you What should I do?"
"So I won't procrastinate for too long, and I won't hand over the baby to Ye Qingxuan, but directly to Shentu Zhenyue..."
"Within three days?"
"Within three days!"
Yuan Laizhou gently put the child on the table, took a deep breath, and said: "You are more vicious than I imagined, but I like it very much! Indeed, when Shentu Zhenyue saw that his grandson was poisoned, he resolutely I won't ignore it, and 'Golden Thorn Boxun' can only detoxify if he is half a step above the level of mythology. It seems that he must personally detoxify his grandson. At that time, I will... Haha, haha... Yes, I really am I didn't misread you."
Yuan Laizhou stood up, opened the door with a clatter, and was about to leave.
Zong Xuan couldn't help but relax, but Yuan Laizhou turned around suddenly as soon as he arrived at the door, and said in a dark voice, "When did you find out that I was going to kill this baby?"
Zong Xuan was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly said: "This junior is so stupid that he didn't know that Master would have such an idea."
"You really don't know?" Yuan Laizhou narrowed his eyes slightly, Zong Xuan almost fell to his knees with murderous pressure, and said in a deep voice: "Give me a reason, why can't I kill this kid with one palm, and let Shentu Zhenyue's mind be overwhelmed?" Zhen, become crazy? In this way, can I also kill Shentu Zhenyue? It is much simpler and more straightforward than your winding method... "
Zong Xuan's face was sweating, but he still smiled, and replied: "This is very simple, but how can such a simple thing make Master Yuan feel interesting? Besides, the crazy Shentu Zhenyue... who would know?" Is it becoming more incompetent, or more terrifying?"
Yuan Laizhou's gloomy face couldn't help but smiled slightly, and then laughed out loud, turned around and walked away...
Zong Xuan, who was drenched in cold sweat, was left behind, and looked down at the cute little boy on the table in front of him, who was constantly sucking his thumbs with big eyes.
This fate, even if you try your best, you can't get rid of it!
…
In a small town in the south of Jingzhao Prefecture, Beiming Wudi occupied a seat alone, drinking dull wine in a small but clean tavern.
The streets were bustling with pedestrians, and martial artists passed by from time to time, and everyone was talking about the upheaval in Jingzhao Mansion last night.
The sky was sunny, but it couldn't dispel the dark clouds in Beiming Wudi's heart.
In Jingzhao Mansion yesterday, Beiming Wudi neither went to snatch the head, nor pleaded with the Eagle King.
He wants to leave, no one can stop him!
So he left, walking freely, and no matter it was King Ying or Hengwantong, they let him leave Jingzhao Mansion so easily.
Because everyone knows that Beiming Wudi, whose identity is doubtful, can disrupt the entire Eight Great Aristocratic Families as long as he is alive, making it difficult for Fengyi Pavilion to do so.
Another cup of bitter wine poured into my stomach.
He didn't feel lost because of his efforts last night, nor was he annoyed by Heng Wantong's pointing at his real body last night...
He is confused, confused, and unable to make a choice.
He is indeed a disciple of Tianji Pavilion, and he is also the disciple of Tianji Pavilion with the highest understanding of martial arts since hundreds of years of inheritance.
From the first day of arranging the task, he lived beside the real Beiming Invincible, observed his every move, imitated his voice, and when the conditions were ripe, he would assassinate him in one fell swoop, and then passed the peerless man in the Tianji Pavilion. With skillful hands, he made himself a face that was exactly the same as Beiming Wudi, and even his biological parents and elder brother could hardly tell the real from the fake.
In the beginning, he was just to find out the reality of the Beiming family. As his status rose, this task continued to increase—to enter the high-level, become the heir, inherit the position of the head of the Beiming family, and control and influence the eight great families...
He has done all these tasks, and he has done it when others are not optimistic about it.
This is not due to his conspiracy, but his persistence and pursuit in martial arts. He has become a master of the Tianju list, and the Beiming family has to make him the head of the family. This is a matter of course, not the scheming and conspiracy of Tianji Pavilion.
Pursuing the highest honor in martial arts is his dream, not some Patriarch of Beiming, let alone the belief of Tianji Pavilion...
At the beginning, he thought that as long as he could complete the mission of the teacher, he could get rid of those things, let himself concentrate on martial arts, and pursue the supreme realm of the unity of heaven and man.
But until now, dreams and reality have always made him helpless. The identity of Tianji Pavilion is like a sharp sword hanging above his head, which may fall down at any time, making him unable to avoid it.
Sometimes he really wants to give up his identity as Patriarch of Beiming, give up everything he owns now, find a place where no one is around, and hide for a year or two, at least after the battle between Luo Podi and Li Muchan in Zijin Mountain, and see the result, Then decide to stop.
Too bad it doesn't work either.
No one knows the horror of Tianji Pavilion better than him. The way Tianji Pavilion punishes traitors is horrifying. Even as a master of heaven, he never dares to imagine such terrible consequences.
You can neither advance nor retreat.
This fate, even if you try your best, you can't get rid of it!
Why did he fall into this kind of bad luck? He drank the wine in the glass, stood up dispiritedly, threw down the money for the drink, and walked heavily to the street.
The warm sunlight at the end of autumn shone on his fat body. The hustle and bustle on the street has nothing to do with him. Compared with other people, he is in another gloomy world.
He had a feeling of not knowing where to go.
At this moment, a warning sign appeared in my heart.
A figure slowly appeared in front of him, and at the same time, another figure appeared behind him...
The one in front is Song Bieli, and the one behind is Yan Wuchang.
"Brother Beiming, hehe..." Song Bieli showed a mocking look on his face, and said lightly: "Pavilion Master, please..."
Beiming Wudi looked back at Yan Wuchang, sighed secretly in his heart, and said slowly: "So, thank you two senior brothers for leading the way..."
…
Ye Qingxuan sat alone in a restaurant in the most prosperous old street of Jingzhao Mansion, with a plate of peanuts and a jug of old wine, and he poured himself a drink.
The streets were bustling with people, and it was impossible to tell that there had been a shocking battle here last night. All the corpses were secretly transported away, and the blood was completely washed away.
thump thump...
There was a dull sound of footsteps coming from the stairs. The martial arts of the past would not produce such heavy steps. Obviously, the other party reminded him that he had arrived, so as to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings.
Ye Qingxuan drank the fine wine in the cup without turning his head, and said calmly: "You don't need to look at Xiongtai, there is no one else here except this..."
With a cold snort, Ye Qingxuan sat down across from a tall man, but it was Nalan Chengji's first disciple "Iron Harrier" Tourei.