It was indeed difficult for Yu Zhengzheng to argue, and she was shocked by Xiang Feng's excellent reasoning ability.
She really couldn't understand why Xiang Feng thought she was trying to sow discord between Shanshui and An Ning.
Firstly, she doesn't like Xiang Feng, and secondly, she has no grudge against An Ning. What is her motive for instigating discord between them
Obviously Xiang Feng didn't care. All he wanted was a step, a step that could both preserve peace and avoid those who questioned Shanshui.
Yu Zhengzheng did not explain. Before she went to find An Ning, she had promised Shanshui not to let Xiang Feng know about this.
Whether the man in black who escaped was Xiang Feng or not, it didn’t seem so important at this moment.
Even if that person was not Xiang Feng, Xiang Feng still broke Shanshui's heart.
Xiang Feng saw that Yu Zhengzheng remained silent and thought that she could not explain herself, so he simply acquiesced to the matter.
Did she think that because the king was special to her, she could take advantage of the king's favor and do whatever she wanted here
A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he waved his hand suspended in the air forward. The Chixiao Sword was like a dragon emerging from the sea, turning into a stream of red light and stabbing straight towards Yu Zhengzheng's chest.
Shanshui straightened his body and stood in front of Yu Zhengzheng without thinking: "If Master wants to attack, then go after Shanshui."
Xiang Feng's heartbeat suddenly stopped, and he clenched his hands violently, just stopping in mid-air before the Chixiao sword could pierce Shanshui.
His tone was a little stiff, and there seemed to be a hint of panic that was barely noticeable: "Shanshui, you are crazy!"
If he had stopped a moment later, the Chixiao Sword would have pierced Shanshui's body fiercely. Even if Shanshui was a demon, he could not withstand the power of the Chixiao Sword.
"I'm not crazy." Shanshui's drooping eyelashes trembled twice, covering up the dim light in his eyes: "Miss Zhengzheng went to find Miss Anning because of me."
"Master visited Miss An Ning last night, and when he came back, he wanted to sleep separately from Shan Shui. Shan Shui thought he had done something wrong, so he asked Miss Zheng Zheng to ask for me."
Yu Zhengzheng was stunned, a trace of heartache flashed in her eyes. Shanshui was afraid that Xiang Feng would blame her, so she took all the responsibility on herself.
Xiang Feng is really not worthy of a kind-hearted girl like Shanshui. He is more suitable to be with a scheming girl like An Ning. It would be best if the two of them can be together for a long time and not harm Shanshui.
Xiang Feng obviously didn't expect the truth to be like this. He was silent for a moment and let out a long breath: "Shanshui, your foot is injured. If I don't sleep separately from you, it will only aggravate your injury."
The reason they slept separately was because he was worried that Shanshui's injuries would worsen. He wanted to wait until Shanshui recovered better before sleeping with her. Since she was always careless and had a bad memory, he did not explain the reason to her.
Who would have thought that Shanshui would become so sensitive? After just one day of sleeping apart, she had already started to have so many wild thoughts.
Things have developed to this point. No matter who is lying, it is going to be a difficult ending.
Rong leaned against the door frame, watching all this coldly.
He seemed to have predicted Shanshui's future fate through today. It was ridiculous that Shanshui's whole life would be ruined by Xiang Feng.
It turns out that this kind of love is the most useless.
Xiang Feng's Chixiao Sword was still hanging in the air. Shanshui didn't think so much about it before, but since Shanshui and Yu Zhengzheng got closer, he became suspicious.
Even if what happened today was indeed as Shanshui said, Yu Zhengzheng often said bad things about An Ning in front of Shanshui. Otherwise, Shanshui would not be so resistant to An Ning.
If Yu Zhengzheng stays, she will be a nuisance. It is better to take this opportunity to get rid of her, so that Shanshui will not learn bad things from her in the future.
Thinking of this, he activated the Chixiao Sword again. The sword body nimbly bypassed the mountains and rivers, transformed into a cloud and flew towards Yu Zhengzheng.
This time he was determined to kill her. The blade of the Chixiao Sword hummed, carrying a brutal murderous aura, and the blade attacked her fatal point fiercely.
Everyone thought that the matter had been resolved, but they never expected Xiang Feng to suddenly take action. This was so sudden that even Rong Shang was stunned for a moment.
Seeing the sword blade entering her body, Yu Zhengzheng subconsciously raised her hand to block her eyes, and a faint green light appeared in the palm of her hand.
The bamboo forest outside the house suddenly made a distorted hissing sound, the lush green trees swayed vigorously, the thick branches stretched silently, and the roots quickly extended from the ground towards the bamboo house, all this happened in an instant.
A glacier emitting a chilling cold air penetrated the ground. The glacier was completely clear water blue, and the surface was covered with a thin layer of frost. The body of the Chixiao Sword was frozen by the frost, and the crimson light disappeared.
No one noticed that a light brown tree root broke through the ground along with the glacier. The tentacles of the tree root were tightly wrapped around the blade of the Chixiao sword and were frozen in the glacier along with the Chixiao sword.
Xiang Feng stared at the glacier in a daze, his body stiff: "Your Majesty..."
General Rong crushed the frost in his fingertips and narrowed his eyes slowly: "Take care of your personal affairs yourself. If you can't handle it, I don't mind helping you."
Xiang Feng tried to struggle: "But she..."
Rong Shang interrupted him: "Don't touch her."
His voice sounded calm and composed, but only he knew that his heartbeat suddenly stopped at the moment the Chixiao sword pierced Yu Zhengzheng's heart.
He prided himself on being ruthless and cold-blooded, and never had any extra emotions in his daily life. Even on the rainy night when he massacred the Donghuang Dragon Clan, his heart was still calm.
There was no joy of revenge, nor was there any confusion of loss, as if no one and nothing could affect his mood.
But just now, a small stone was thrown into his heart, which was like a stagnant pool of water, causing faint ripples.
He couldn't figure out why this was happening. Was it because she was dead and there was no one to apply medicine to him in the illusion
Or was it because he had just used a Chongming bird egg to detoxify her yesterday, and had wasted his own blood on smearing it on her spiritual herbs. If she died like this, he would feel unwilling
He couldn't figure it out and felt a little irritated.
The more he looked at the Chi Xiao sword, the more annoyed he felt. He clenched his bony palm slightly, and the Chi Xiao sword that was frozen by frost instantly exploded into powder, leaving only a bare hilt.
Rong Shang narrowed his eyes and opened his thin lips: "You must remember that everything I give you can be taken back at any time."
Whether it is the Chixiao Sword or the mountains and rivers.
What he said was a double entendre, but Xiang Feng mistakenly thought he was referring to his own life.
Xiang Feng's Chixiao Sword was given by Rong Shang, and when Xiang Feng was hunted down by major sects in the world of immortal cultivation, it was Rong Shang who saved his life.
But to Xiang Feng, the Chixiao Sword is more important than his own life.
Although he became a disciple of a medical school, he was not very interested in medicine. What he really liked was swordsmanship, and he once dreamed of becoming the number one swordsman in the six realms.
Rong Shang saved him, and inadvertently saw him practicing swordsmanship with a branch, so he gave him the ancient artifact Chixiao Sword.
The Chi Xiao Sword can be said to be the spiritual sword that all sword practitioners dream of. He was grateful to Rong Shang and treated the Chi Xiao Sword carefully as if it were a treasure.
He had already reached the state of unity between man and sword. The Chixiao Sword was like his wife, children and blood relatives. But now, Rong Shang easily chopped it into pieces.
He clenched his arms at his sides, a hint of forbearance flashed in his eyes, but he did not say anything in rebuttal.
Rong Shang glanced at Yu Zhengzheng and said in a slightly cold voice: "Why don't you leave quickly?"
Yu Zhengzheng looked at the ice chips on the ground under her feet and raised her head in a daze. Her eyes were red and there seemed to be a hint of tears in her eyes.
The Ghost King saved her again
In the eyes of everyone, the Ghost King is bloodthirsty and vicious. In his eyes, human life is worthless. It is just a matter of moving his fingers to kill anyone he wants, but the number of times he has saved people is very few.
When she was with him, he was mostly cold. His face was ordinary to begin with, and his mood was always changeable, which made her unconsciously feel a little alienated.
She had always been afraid of him. He was like the god of death standing beside her with a scythe, ready to cut off her head at any time and make her disappear from this world.
But at this moment, she had an inexplicable idea.
It seems that he is not as scary as imagined
Looking at those wet eyes, his throat tightened slightly and he felt his breathing become heavier.
Seeing that she was still not moving, he slowly exhaled: "Null in the feet?"
Yu Zhengzheng was stunned, looking a little confused.
He patiently asked again: "Are your feet numb?"
Yu Zhengzheng looked at him in a daze: "This is not good..."
Rong Shang frowned and said in a stiff tone: "Are your feet numb?" If they are not numb, then walk away. Why are you standing here
Seeing that he seemed angry, Yu Zhengzheng hesitated for a moment and asked softly, "Mom?"
On: "…"
Seeing that he couldn't communicate with her, he simply grabbed her by the back of the collar and carried her out of the bamboo house.
Heng Wu Xianjun chuckled: "I didn't expect that the Ghost King is still a man who cherishes women."
Rong Shang glanced at him and said: "I am not only kind and gentle to women, but also attractive to both men and women. Do you want to give it a try, Immortal Lord?"
Heng Wu Xianjun's smile froze: "That's not necessary, I don't have a homosexual tendency..."
Before he could finish his words, he heard a rumbling sound in his stomach, as if protesting against him.
Rong Shang raised an eyebrow: "The Immortal Lord has lived for tens of thousands of years, but he is not as good as a Jindan stage cultivator?"
At least the Jindan stage cultivators are all practicing fasting, but Immortal Lord Hengwu is still growling with hunger, which is really a shame for the heaven and the demon clan.
As soon as Rong Shang finished speaking, the gurgling sound sounded again, but this time it did not come from Immortal Lord Hengwu, but from his stomach.
His expression changed slightly, and his narrowed eyes were full of sinisterness.
He hadn't eaten since he became an adult, and he couldn't even remember what it felt like to be hungry, let alone have a rumbling stomach.
He secretly gathered his strength, trying to stop the embarrassing noise that kept coming, but no matter how he adjusted his breathing, the sound did not disappear.
Rong Shang turned his head and stared at Yu Zhengzheng with narrowed eyes.
Did this woman hear it too
Yu Zhengzheng was a little embarrassed. The Ghost King's face did not look very good, and there seemed to be some murderous intent hidden in his eyes.
She hastily distanced herself from the matter: "It was too windy just now, I didn't hear anything."
It would have been fine if she didn't say anything, but once she did, her expression became even worse.
Immortal Heng Wu smiled again: "This is the power of the Nine Palaces and Eight Diagrams Formation. No matter who enters the formation, they will gradually become like ordinary people in the formation."
This "gradually" refers to the nine levels of illusion. Every time they enter a level of illusion, they will take a step closer to becoming helpless mortals.
This is why so many people have entered the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams Formation, but no one has been able to get out alive.
As mentioned above, the more powerful a person is, the harder it is for them to get out of the formation, because it is difficult for them to accept this kind of cliff-jumping-like drop.
On the contrary, someone like Yu Zhengzheng, who has always been a loser, would find it easier to break through the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams Formation.
Seeing the smile on Hengwu Immortal Lord's face, he looked at him expressionlessly: "Are you feeling very proud?"
There were a few "gurgles" mixed in with his voice. His words, which were originally full of solemnity, now seemed a bit funny.
Immortal Lord Heng Wu was indeed very proud of himself; this Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams Formation was the one he was most satisfied with among all the formations he had created.
But he didn't dare say anything more. He had already had one leg pierced by the Ghost King yesterday, and he didn't want to be stabbed again today.
Someone outside the fence carrying a basket called out, "Are you all passing through and want to stay here? There is a banquet for 100 families in Taohua Village today. Are you interested in joining us?"
Yu Zhengzheng was stunned for a moment. This formation was quite advanced and even had NPC guidance for novices.
She didn't know whether to accept the invitation, so she set her sights on Immortal Lord Hengwu.
Immortal Lord Hengwu is the creator of the formation and should know how to break it. We just have to wait for his decision.
Obviously Rong Shang thought so too. They both cast their eyes on Immortal Lord Heng Wu at the same time, but when their eyes met in the next moment, they looked away one after another.
The first one to look away was Yu Zhengzheng. Although she was not as afraid of him as before, she still didn't dare to look him in the eye.
His eyes were dark, shining like cold stars, and like a bottomless abyss, standing out extremely from his ordinary face.
She was a little confused. Although he was not very good-looking, he was in his prime and should be as vigorous as a wolf. Why had she never seen a woman around him
Could it be that... he's not doing well there
Rong Shang saw her turn her head away and raised his eyebrows in confusion. Her face seemed a little red.
Why is she blushing
Could it be that she felt embarrassed because she was caught peeking at him
He chuckled and slowly raised the corners of his lips.
It turns out that little girls are easily shy.
Immortal Heng Wu couldn't stand the flirting between the two, so he limped open the wooden door and accepted the visitor's invitation: "Now? That would be troublesome."
Several people who were originally in the bamboo house came out one after another.
An Ning must have been comforted, and her expression seemed to have returned to normal, and she no longer had the suicidal look she had just now.
Shanshui, on the other hand, was a little absent-minded. She used to always follow Xiang Feng closely, but now she deliberately kept a distance from Xiang Feng.
Yu Zhengzheng and his group followed behind Immortal Lord Hengwu. Immortal Lord Hengwu had lost his cane and sword, and his calf was pierced by an ice spike. He walked very slowly at the moment, and everyone was so anxious that they wanted to carry him away.
Xiang Feng had just lost his beloved sword, and everything made him angry. He couldn't help but say, "Look at the way the Immortal Lord walks. He seems unworthy of the title of Guardian God of Heaven."
This was tantamount to rubbing salt into the wounds of Hengwu Immortal Lord. The once glorious guardian god had fallen to such a state that he even had to limp when walking. These words were truly heart-wrenching.
Heng Wu Xianjun only paused for a moment, but he was not angry. He smiled warmly and said, "That's right, so now I am not the guardian of heaven."
Xiang Feng originally wanted to fight with Immortal Lord Heng Wu, but this heavy blow was like hitting cotton and he didn't get any response at all.
When Immortal Lord Hengwu saw that Xiang Feng stopped talking, he was about to take a step forward, but a small hand as pure as jade stretched out in front of him.
He looked up in a daze, only to see an apricot pink dress.
Shanshui was holding a bamboo cane in her hand. She liked to make small gadgets on weekdays. Seeing that Hengwu Immortal Lord had difficulty walking, she twisted a bamboo stick into a cane.
Seeing that he didn't move, she stuffed the cane into his palm and said, "If it doesn't fit you, I'll make you a new one later."
Immortal Lord Hengwu lowered his white eyes and looked at the emerald green cane. There seemed to be a faint warmth left in his palms.
He pulled the corner of his mouth and said gently: "The little girl is still considerate."
Shanshui smiled at him and said nothing more.
Xiang Feng looked at that smile, and his heart seemed to be pulled into a ball. Shanshui rarely cared about others because she only had eyes for him.
He really disliked Immortal Lord Heng Wu, especially this man because he was smooth-talking and it was obvious that he had ill intentions towards Shanshui.
With the walking stick, Immortal Hengwu walked faster than before. Not long after, they arrived at an open grassland.
The grassy area was about half the size of a football field, and was surrounded by cherry and peach trees. When the wind blew gently, the scene was a beautiful sight of falling petals.
There were countless long square tables in the middle of the grass. The villagers were busy serving dishes with simple and honest smiles on their faces, which reminded Yu Zhengzheng of the grand banquet she had attended at a wedding in the countryside when she was a child.
She felt a little nostalgic. It was not the end of the world yet, her parents were still alive, and she was just an ordinary schoolgirl.
They happened to be sitting at the same table. The villagers of Taohua Village were very enthusiastic and proactive. When they saw guests coming, they immediately stopped what they were doing and greeted them.
A man with a goatee and wearing a white coarse shirt came over, holding a pot of wine in his hand. He smiled amiably and said, "I am the head of Taohua Village. Today, we are holding a banquet for 100 families in Taohua Village. I heard that there are distinguished guests coming from afar, so I specially sent someone to invite you to attend the banquet."
The village chief briefly introduced himself. He looked around and set his sights on Rong Shang: "This distinguished guest looks kind, and he looks a bit like my brother who has been away from home for more than ten years."
Rong Shang raised his eyebrows and slowly uttered a syllable from between his teeth: "Oh?"
The village chief picked up the wine glass, tears welling up in his eyes: "I feel so ashamed of my brother. I have many things in my heart that I want to tell him, but unfortunately I am afraid I will not have the chance anymore."
"If this distinguished guest doesn't mind, could you please have a drink with me? It will make up for the regret in my heart."
He looked at the clear wine in the glass with a slightly lazy and distracted expression.
If you play some drugging tricks, it would be a bit boring.
He raised his bony hand, slightly bent his thin knuckles, tapped the jade wine glass lightly, put it to his lips and sniffed twice.
The corners of his mouth were smiling, but his eyes were cold and unbreakable: "Good wine."
It is indeed a good wine, this is the best Qiulubai.
To make Autumn Dew White, a vessel is placed on the grass in autumn to collect the dew dripping from the branches and leaves in the early morning. This dew is then used to make wine through several processes. This wine tastes sweet and mellow, and is extremely precious and rare.
The village chief's smile was sincere and the wine was of the finest quality, so why wouldn't he drink it
Rong Shang raised his arm slightly and brought the wine glass closer to his lips.
Before he could touch her thin lips, a slender, jade-white hand pressed down on his arm. He narrowed his eyes and lazily lifted his eyelids.
Yu Zhengzheng gritted her teeth and pressed his arm back onto the wooden table. "You can't drink. Have you forgotten that you had a rash the last time you drank?"
She didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but this was all too weird.
Although she had never attended a Hundred Family Banquet, she had heard of the process of the banquet. Generally, before the banquet began, the locals would serve a bowl of oil tea.
She saw oil tea on the table not far away. The existence of this thing meant that the Hundred Family Banquet did have this rule.
If these villagers were really enthusiastic, why didn't they bring them oil tea when they sat down
There are rules for toasting at the Hundred Family Banquet, but it is the local women who toast the men, and the wine they offer is low-alcohol and mild glutinous rice wine.
Not to mention that the village chief, a grown man, came over to toast them. Since they were guests, the village chief bluntly said that the Ghost King looked very similar to his younger brother who had left his hometown. Isn't this a very abrupt and rude thing to do
No matter what, there must be something wrong with this wine.
The Ghost King saved her once in Shayu Valley, and just now saved her again in the bamboo house. If she stayed out of it, knowing that the wine was problematic, and watched him drink it...
Yu Zhengzheng's fingertips pressed on his sleeve, and they turned slightly white because she was holding on too tightly.
She was sweating coldly, but she still forced herself to remain calm and said, "If you get a rash, you'll cry out that it's uncomfortable and itchy. You'd better not drink this wine."
The village chief hesitated and asked, "Who is this?"
Yu Zhengzheng was about to use the word "godfather" to fool around, but Rong Shang raised the corners of his lips and chuckled: "My wife is very strict, I'm afraid you can't drink this glass of wine."
Yu Zhengzheng: “…” Who is your wife? Why don’t you say I am your underwear? !
The village chief smiled meaningfully and said, "I understand. My wife feels the same way."
He did not force Rong Shang to drink, but only said a few polite words: "Everyone, please feel free to eat and drink. If there is any poor hospitality, please do not blame me."
After saying that, he took the wine jug and went to another table.
The villagers who had just stopped to watch them continued to work on their work. Because they were sitting far away and the food had not yet been placed on the table, the enthusiastic villagers took the lead in filling up their table.
Not long after, the villagers finished their work and sat down one after another. After drinking a bowl of oil tea, the banquet began.
Originally they thought that everyone would eat the food on their own table, but the villagers did not stay at their tables for too long. They started walking around with their plates to pick up food.
Even the uneaten dishes on their table were taken away by villagers with chopsticks.
Yu Zhengzheng looked at the table full of fish and meat and couldn't help swallowing her saliva twice. She hadn't eaten the whole day yesterday and was now so hungry that she was barely walking.
Although she was drooling, she didn't dare to pick up her chopsticks.
She looked at Immortal Lord Heng Wu: "Why don't you eat?"
Immortal Heng Wu smiled, picked up a piece of braised pig's trotter from the plate in front of her, put it in his mouth and took two bites: "Little girl, you are quite vigilant. Are you afraid that this dish is poisonous and dare not eat it?"
He chewed it twice and made a swallowing motion: "Eat it with confidence, it's not poisonous."
The few people who had already been fasting were now dizzy with hunger. Xiao Yuqing still maintained his gentlemanly appearance, but Yu Jiangjiang could not care less.
Yu Jiangjiang was in pain all night last night. When he woke up in the morning, he watched the fierce battle in a daze and had almost exhausted all his strength.
Seeing that they all started eating, An Ning hesitated for a moment and put two bites into her mouth.
The puppet does not need to eat. Her body is already that of a dead person. Even if she enters this illusion, she will not become a living person.
Everyone was eating, even Rong Shang took a few bites, but Shanshui was the only one who didn't pick up his chopsticks.
Heng Wu Xianjun noticed her and asked, "Why don't you eat? Don't you like it?"
Shanshui shook his head: "I'm not hungry, and I don't really want to eat."
Heng Wu Xianjun smiled and said, "It's better not to eat it. If you eat this food, you will stay in the first level of illusion forever."
Yu Zhengzheng stopped eating and looked at him stiffly: "Didn't you eat too?"
Heng Wu Xianjun nodded slightly and spat out the pig's trotter meat in his mouth: "I won't eat it now."