"Haha, I would like to thank the prince for looking up." Leng Yetong covered his face with a smile, and the coquettishness in his eyebrows made Wanyanlie swallow a mouthful of saliva unconsciously, with a small smile hanging on the corner of his mouth, he said with a smile that was not a smile, " There is something wrong with the prince. If it wasn't for King Wei's mistake, you wouldn't have a chance to play this piece. Also, one of you and I will die today, but that person is not me, but you."
"Heh, woman, you are a smart person, don't you think you can win at the hands of this palace?" Wanyanlie said with a sneer in his eyes, a killing intent flashed in his eyes, and said grimly, "Since If you can't use it for this temple, then this temple will send you to see the King of Hell today." As he spoke, he raised the bloody sword in his hand and attacked Leng Yetong.
"It's really hard to learn, but you should learn one thing after today, that is, don't question what I said." Leng Yetong smiled lightly, looking at Wanyanlie's eyes flashing a trace of pity, Shi pulled out the soft sword from his waist and fought with Wanyan Lie. Wanyanlie's martial arts are not very high in the first place. The Yi people use brute force to win. It is not difficult to deal with ordinary people. Secretly surprised in his heart, he gritted his teeth and waved the sword in his hand to deal with her, and kept telling himself in his heart that he couldn't lose, at least not to a woman.
"How is it, Prince Wanyan, can you now learn not to question what I said?" Wanyan Lie's long sword fell to the ground, and Leng Yetong's soft sword was placed on his neck, with a little pity in his eyes, and he chuckled softly. Shaking his head, he said, "Prince Wanyan, if I cut a sword on your neck, would you die?"
"You actually know martial arts, this surprises this hall." Being captured by Leng Yetong, Wanyan Lie was only panicked for a moment, then calmed down and said arrogantly, "This hall is an envoy of the Yi people, you have no right to deal with it. Me. If you kill me, the royal father of this temple will surely pacify your heavenly phoenix."
"This king will lead his troops to destroy your Yi people tomorrow, so you don't have to live anymore." Baili Liumo's murderous voice seemed to come from hell, his blood-stained figure appeared like an Asura, with a long hand in his hand. The sword pierced Wanyan Lie's heart without hesitation, and blood spattered all over him.
"Your Highness, you are really inconsiderate. Look, this blood has stained my skirt." Leng Yetong retracted the soft sword from his waist, looked down at the little blood on the hem of his skirt, and flattened his mouth. said dissatisfiedly.
"The King of Japan will send someone to make ten skirts for you." Baili Liumo gave her a sidelong glance, and said lightly, then walked towards the inner room, before returning to her in a moment, frowning and asking, " What happened to your father?"
"It's okay, I've been hit with Hundred Days Epilepsy. I've already given him the Concentrate Pill, and I've opened a house for the antidote. He'll wake up in three days." Leng Yetong said lightly, then looked at the fire outside. He asked indifferently, "All resolved?"
"Well, Yeran is going through the final treatment, but King Wei hasn't been caught yet." Baili Liumo nodded slightly, with a little killing intent in his eyes, gritted his teeth, and said bitterly, "But he won't be able to escape for long. This king is going to dig three feet into the ground to find him, and then kill him with a thousand swords." Leng Yetong raised his eyes and glanced at him lightly, then looked forward thoughtfully, the two of them were speechless.