I frowned and put down a sunspot, while I picked up the bowl of black soup with a strong smell, poured it down in one breath, put down the medicine bowl, I smiled at Fengyi sect master, "If the sect master doesn't mind, it's quite easy. Medical skills, willing to diagnose and treat the master."
The clear and clear eyes above the veil of Fengyi Sect master revealed a hint of cold light, and said lightly: "I dare not work hard, but it is only seven days, and this seat can still support it." As he said, he put down a white child.
I smiled helplessly, thinking that the sect master of Fengyi did not trust me, worried that I was poisoned by the drug. If it is normal, when the sect master of Fengyi is not injured, the mere poison will naturally not hurt her, but it is hard to say now, Feng Yi The sect master was really cautious.
Glancing at the chessboard, one of my dragons has already been killed by the sect master Fengyi. It's a shame. If it wasn't for my other purpose, why would I bother playing chess with the sect master Fengyi? But Fengyi The door owner probably didn't want us to suspect that she would walk away, so he agreed to my request and let's play chess together in the flower hall, otherwise, whether it's recuperating or practicing, it's better than facing me, the enemy who made her career go to waste. Much more
I glanced at the chessboard again, and after abandoning the son to admit defeat, I picked up the pen that I put aside, thought it over, wrote a new prescription, and handed it to Dong Que: "I added two more medicines to this prescription, two Send it over an hour later, and also, you go and see if Xiao Shunzi has cleared the customs, and if he does, let him come to see me." If Xiao Shunzi came to play chess, he would be much better than me. Who kept King Qi in the room all the time, otherwise why would I be sick with Sect Master Fengyi
Dong Que took the prescription and respectfully withdrew. Sect Master Fengyi silently looked beyond the bead curtain, and had no interest in picking up chess pieces. The leaves of the parasol trees in the atrium are yellow, and the west wind is getting colder. This autumn is really depressing. After a while, the head of Fengyi's Sect, Liu Mei frowned, she heard someone walking slowly, with a strange rhythm in that person's slow pace, as if blending in with the surrounding environment, like fallen leaves, silent, like After the water passed without a trace, this person's martial arts had entered the innate realm. Fan Huiyao sighed, remembering that he had such an achievement when he was thirty-five years old.
After a while, Xiao Shunzi jumped up the door curtain and walked in. He didn't see him for three days, and his temperament changed again. If he used to be like a sash sword and a lantern, although he was usually obscure, but when it came to a critical moment, such as standing on the ground. In front of Fengyi's sect master, he could no longer hide his arrogance and sharpness. But now, his temperament has become as gentle as jade, a little more rounded and peaceful, even facing Fengyi's sect master, he is so calm and elegant. Although I don't understand the mystery, I can guess that Xiao Shunzi's martial arts have reached a higher level due to the pressure and persecution over the past few days. After pouring a glass of wine, I held the glass and said, "Xiao Shunzi, congratulations on your success, and go further."
Xiao Shunzi stepped forward to take the wine glass with both hands and said, "Thank you, Young Master, for this servant can gain an inch, and I should thank the Master of the Fan Clan." After saying this, he calmly gave Fengyi a gift to the Clan Master. A look of regret flashed in Fengyi's eyes, and said, "Brother Li's speed in martial arts is truly admirable. It's a pity that with the talent of Brother Li, it's a pity to be among the servants. Mr. Jiang It’s too wrong to feel sorry for Younger Brother Li.”
Xiao Shunzi and I both smiled faintly and looked at each other. How could other people know the origin of our relationship? We have an ordinary master-servant relationship. The solicitation of others has been completely pushed, and others cannot really treat him as a servant, and this servant status allows Xiao Shunzi to act without any scruples, without worrying about his identity and morality. This is how we have always been masters and servants. The most important reason is commensurate.
Opening his eyes, Li Xian felt a headache after a hangover. In the past few days, he almost fell asleep drunk and woke up with a headache. After getting up, he really saw a bowl of hangover soup on the table next to him. He drank the hangover soup in one breath, and the sour taste made him frown. In the past few days, he was ordered to be the hostage of Fengyi's sect master, and he didn't need to do anything. He only needed to stay in Wanqiuju, so he simply used alcohol to anesthetize himself. Although this was due to the blow Qin Zheng's death brought him, Li Xian understood that it was not the real reason. In any case, Li Xian was well prepared for Qin Zheng's death. Once the coup d'état failed, the royal family would not tolerate a betrayal and treacherous princess. Although Qin Zheng's death was her own choice, even if she escaped this time, she would only survive. What makes Li Xian so painful is the difficult situation he is facing now. King Yong has not yet said how to deal with him, but Li Xian understands that the best outcome is to take back his military power and make himself an idle clan. . If he can't go to the battlefield again, Li Xian really doesn't know how to spend the rest of his life.
After taking a shower and changing clothes, Li Xian walked out of the room with a new look. Since his fate was already like this, he didn't want people to see his jokes. As soon as he walked into the yard, Li Xian heard the sound of chess pieces falling on Qiping from the flower hall. With a move in his heart, he walked towards the flower hall. He opened the bead curtain and walked in. He saw at a glance that under the west window, Jiang Zhe was playing chess with Fengyi's sect master, but he looked leisurely, while Xiao Shunzi next to him looked serious and twisted his chess pieces. After thinking hard, you will know who is really playing chess. When he came in, both Fengyi and Xiao Shunzi didn't lift their heads, only Jiang Zhe turned his head and smiled slightly, then Jiang Zhe stood up, pressed Xiao Shunzi to the chair, and walked over , gave a salute and said, "Your Highness, are you feeling better?"
Li Xian sighed and said, "Why do you have to ask for it knowingly, by the way, I haven't paid attention to what's going on outside these days. Does the emperor have any will?"
I looked at Li Xian's haggard face and said, "As far as the minister knows, the emperor has ordered to depose the crown prince's throne, and the crime of the crown prince's treason should be handed over to the three provincial councils, but according to the minister's speculation, it will be a ban. Or give death. The prince's vassals in the East Palace will all be handed over to the Ministry for deliberation, and the least official position will be cut off and never employed. The prince was demoted to the king of Anguo, and he was sent to the fief. No imperial decree was allowed, and he was not allowed to leave the fief without permission. The concubines born to the rest of the concubines and concubines were handed over to the Korean lady to raise. Although they were still listed in the genealogy, all titles and rewards were deprived. As for the guilt of His Highness After returning to the capital, we will discuss the place, but although Princess Qi committed suicide, the crime is still inevitable, the emperor has ordered the family tree to be removed, and the prince born to Princess Qi will not be implicated, but he will not be able to inherit the throne of the prince."
Li Xian sighed and said: "Second brother Rende, he can be considered merciful, you can tell him, I will not hold on to military power."
I persuaded: "His Royal Highness, you and His Highness King Yong may wish to have a good talk, maybe there will be unexpected gains from His Highness."
Li Xian said bitterly: "Suiyun, you don't need to persuade me, I will not be in love with the military power, presumably as long as I act cautiously in the future, the second brother will not be too embarrassing for me, by the way, how does Lu Jingzhong deal with it, the second brother is right I'm afraid he hates it?"
I smiled lightly and said, "His Royal Highness King Yong has already sent Xiahou Yuanfeng to kill Lu Jingzhong. It should be now. There were too many things in the past two days, and His Highness was too busy."
At this time, I heard Fengyi's sect master say: "Winning the king and defeating the bandit, that's all, Li Xian, it's useless to ask these questions, if you want to live a few more years, you should go to King Yong earlier to show your loyalty. "
Li Xian didn't say anything, but there was a bit of ridicule in his expression. He must have made mistakes and begged for mercy, something this arrogant prince could never do in his life.
In a side hall of Yulin Hall, Lu Jingzhong stood in front of the window and quietly looked out the window. He knew that his aptitude was not high, so he never bothered much about practicing martial arts, so when Fengyi door put him under house arrest, Although he was angry, he did not resist. Anyway, Fengyimen wanted to control the government, and it was impossible without him. No one could understand the original forces around the prince except him, Lu Jingzhong, so he never saw Li Hanyou and others' arrogance. In his eyes, what he needs to seize the palace is force, and he can't afford to interfere. But some things are not something that these women with higher hearts can do. Not to mention other things, in order to force King Qi to send troops, they have to release themselves from the house under house arrest, although they are still not allowed to leave the Jade Lin Palace. But when they needed to negotiate with Emperor Yong, they had to let themselves come forward. Li Hanyou and those people couldn't do these things. It is Wei Ying, although he is talented, but when it comes to those subtle political affairs, he is still far from himself.
However, King Yong successfully pulled back the situation. When he heard the sound of fighting from all sides of the hunting palace, Lu Jingzhong was really chilled. He knew very well that no matter how clever a counselor was, he would be able to deal with those swords, spears, swords and halberds. Useless. The failure of the prince means his own failure. Under the nest, there will be no eggs. In the past few days, he was ordered by King Yong to be placed under house arrest in the side hall of Yulin Hall, and he had also thought about whether there was a possibility of survival. Unfortunately, although he was not willing to die for the prince, he did not join King Yong's entry level. There is only Shi Yu who complements each other around King Yong, Wen You have three heroes and other advisers, Wu You has the eldest grandson, Jing Chi and other generals, and even more proficient in strategy such as the wizard Jiang Zhe, there is a place for him, not to mention that he used to be the prince. He has repeatedly forced King Yong to be in danger, but King Yong will never give birth to the intention of recruiting. I am afraid that he has only been placed under house arrest for a few days without dealing with it. Either he is too busy to forget, or he does not want to let himself die happily.
At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside, neat and powerful, presumably a team of well-trained sergeants, those people were separated by the door, and then one of them pushed the door and walked in. When Lu Jingzhong looked back, he saw Xiahou Yuanfeng dressed in green clothes, as bright as a jade tree in the wind, holding a tray in his hand with a jade bottle on it. As soon as Xiahou Yuanfeng entered the room, the sergeant behind him closed the door. Xiahou Yuanfeng put the jade bottle on the table in the center of the room, and said lightly: "Master Lu, the lower official has been ordered to come and see you off."
Lu Jingzhong trembled in his heart, and an inexplicable tiredness welled up in his heart. He walked to the table, picked up the jade bottle, and played with it for a moment, saying, "Xiahou, it is normal for my Yuezong disciples to kill each other, but I still don't understand. Why did you betray the crown prince? You must know that if you hadn't sent out the secret decree of King Qin Yongqin, King Yong would have died this time. At that time, your status will only be higher than it is now. For the sake of our uncle and nephew Come on, just make it clear."
Xiahou Yuanfeng was silent for a moment and said, "Didn't Shishu know, I was poisoned by Jiang Sima, so I was forced to surrender."
Lu Jingzhong smiled and said, "Don't lie to me. I know your personality very well. You would rather use poisoning to extort confessions and ask for an antidote, rather than seek far away."
Xiahou Yuanfeng was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "Uncle Master really understands Yuanfeng, so the little nephew will not hide it from Uncle Master. First of all, Jiang Sima was seriously ill at the time. If the antidote is given, he will die, and this person is soft on the outside and firm on the inside, if it is an ordinary trivial matter, he may be forced, but if it is such a big matter, it is useless to force each other with life and death."
Lu Jingzhong kept his expression still, because he knew that this was not the real purpose of Xiahou Yuanfeng's surrender.
Sure enough, Xiahou Yuanfeng said again: "There is another reason, that is that my little nephew has never regarded himself as a member of the Yuezong. The purpose of the Yuezong is to assist the Mingjun in troubled times and to rule the world, which is to compete for the position of the suzerain between the same sects. , the opportunity to get a glimpse of the true version of the 'Yin Fu Jing' is also killing each other, but I, Xiahou Yuanfeng, have no ambitions, and what Yin Fu Jing has no weight in my eyes, to help the Ming Lord to rule the world, I have others to do it, I I just want to hold the power and enjoy the glory and wealth, and I don’t want to be the Sect Master of the Moon Sect at all. So for me, voting for a Mingjun is the shortcut. His Royal Highness is incompetent. Those women in Fengyimen are also easier to control the prince than us. I, Xiahou Yuanfeng, even if I want to be a minister, am afraid that I won't be able to do it
His Royal Highness King Yong is different. Although His Royal Highness is wise and skilled, it is inevitable that he will serve a little, and he cannot do things perfunctorily. Are you afraid that you won't be appreciated by His Highness? Although His Royal Highness has many talented people, there are many gentlemen and few villains. No matter what kind of monarch and holy master, I need a villain like me. There are some things that a gentleman can't do, and a worthy minister can't do it, but I can do it. As long as I am loyal to King Yong, I will have a day of prosperity. Compared to the illusory Yin Fu Jing, doesn't the uncle think that the choice of the nephew is the most practical? It’s just a matter of choosing the right time to take refuge. This time, I have been successful in saving and driving, and I will definitely be reused by King Yong in the future. What chance is more suitable than this time? "
Lu Jingzhong's face was angry at first, then gradually became disappointed, and finally became calm, he smiled bitterly: "So it is, I didn't see through your intentions, that's all, it's your own choice, Does your father know?"
Xiahou Yuanfeng smiled lightly and said: "Knowing son Mo Ruofu, not to mention that father has never been involved in rebellion, so Shishu doesn't need to worry about him."
Lu Jingzhong opened the stopper of the jade bottle and seemed to remember something, and said, "Since nephew has decided to follow King Yong, I would like to remind you that Jiang Zhe is a person with a treacherous mind and a far-reaching layout. If this person has intentions to harm you, , you will definitely lose, why don't you kill Jiang Zhe while Jiang Zhe is seriously ill before he ascends the throne, or you will be crushed by Jiang Zhe after all, and your uncle has long suspected King Yong There may be a hidden power in his hand, and that power is mostly in the hands of Jiang Zhe. Li Shun, the evil shadow, is a handsome man. Most of this person is the leader of that power. Reason for being a servant."
Xiahou Yuanfeng's expression became colder and he said, "Uncle Shi is really cruel, and he will kill me when he is dying. Although Yuanfeng is confused, he also knows that Jiang Zhe can only be a friend, not an enemy, and I think this person has a deep heart. , but it is not a personality that likes to work hard, otherwise he would not have been Sima for so long, and he rarely cares about the affairs of King Yong's mansion. As soon as Shi Yu returned to Chang'an, he immediately took charge of the government affairs of King Yong's mansion. If Jiang Zhe was a contender for power Man, how could this be the case. Moreover, if this person really loved the power, when Prince De used him heavily in Nanchu, he would not have been hidden in the court by virtue of his ability. What's more, if he really was like this He is greedy for power, and King Yong will not tolerate him sooner or later, so why should I be embarrassed by him?"
Lu Jingzhong smiled bitterly and said: "If you don't believe in the words of loyalty, it will be too late to regret it in the future, that's all, that's all." The words were filled with regret and a trace of almost imperceptible resentment. Lu Jingzhong calmly drank the bottle of poison. .
Looking at Lu Jingzhong's corpse, Xiahou Yuanfeng reached out and closed his wide eyes for him, and said lightly, "Uncle, why do you have to sow discord before you die, so that you can't close your eyes?"
Seven days passed by in a hurry. This morning, the Fengyi Sect Master had luck again and felt that her internal strength had recovered to the seventh level. She couldn’t help but be overjoyed. She agreed to stay that day, just to take care of her injuries, and then rushed out of the hunt with martial arts. According to Gong's plan, although there is no suitable medicine for recuperation, 70% of the martial arts are enough for her to use. Pushing open the door, Sect Master Fengyi took a deep breath of the fresh autumn air, and took a closer look. She was going to kill Jiang Zhe first, then King Qi. Being able to kill King Yong would actually hurt Princess Changle, who had done a lot of things for her. She had no intention of killing in her heart. Sect Master Feng Yi admired the fact that a woman could do such a thing, so she was reluctant to harm her. Although it is said that Prince Li An is still alive, it is too hard to bring a living person. If he rushes back to Chang'an and controls the grandson born by Xiao Lan, he may not be able to regroup and control Dayong Jiangshan.
However, upon a closer look, the head of Fengyi's sect moved in his heart, that Jiang Zhe and King Qi were not in Wanqiuju, and Liu Mei, the sect master of Fengyi, was tightly locked, and then he probed carefully, only to realize that there were only two people within a few miles around. The person was waiting outside, and just listening to the footsteps of the two, Fengyi's sect master knew the identities of the two. She said coldly: "Master Cizhen, Xie Ying Li Shun, you don't have to wait, this seat is already here, it seems that Jiang Zhe is smart, knowing that this seat is used to slow down the army, but it is just the two of you, Is it possible to keep this seat?" The courtyard door opened without wind, a gray clothed monk clasped his hands together, a little red mole on the center of his eyebrows, and beside him, Li Shun, dressed in green clothes, smiled slightly.
Sect Master Fengyi smiled coldly, holding the hilt of his sword and said: "With your kindness, this leader's defeated general, it's good to be injured so quickly a few days ago, Xie Ying, although you have already entered the innate realm, If it's a fair duel, it's not a problem to take this seat's hundred moves, but if you really fight for life and death, with this seat's swordsmanship and experience, you are sure to die.
Xiao Shunzi smiled lightly and said, "Sect Master, before we fight, I need to pass on a few words for my son."
Sect Master Fengyi moved in his heart and said, "I would like to hear his magic plan."
Xiao Shunzi ignored her sarcasm and said, "My son said that although the sect master wins, he kills 10,000 people and loses 3,000 to himself. Master Cizhen and the sect master are the same as the three great masters, so the sect master will be seriously injured. , Master Cizhen is not coming, or he has died under the sword of the sect master, or he is seriously injured and escaped. No matter which one, depending on the situation of the sect master at that time, it will inevitably fight to the death. Your Majesty, three princes and a princess He and several important officials in the army are in the hall. If the damage is too much, I am afraid that Dayong will not be able to deal with the next war, and it is not what the son is willing to accept. Therefore, the son uses the selfishness of the door owner and does not want to perish together with the door owner. After the agreement, the young master calculated that the sect master would accept the seven-day appointment, thinking that it was a plan to delay the army, but the sect master forgot one thing. No matter life or death, Master Cizhen would not let the sect master bring disaster to the world. Sure enough, five days ago, Shaolin Temple The Eighteen Arhats have already arrived at the Hunting Palace, and Master Cizhen has also arrived two days ago, but the son has already asked His Royal Highness King Yong to send sergeants to greet them from afar, so they have not come to Wanqiuju until today."
The icy cold light flashed in the eyes of Fengyi's sect master, and he mocked: "Although there are many people, the pack of wolves cannot match the fierce tigers. Although they are many, they are useless."
Xiao Shunzi smiled lightly and said, "My son also knows this. He said that a thousand elite soldiers are better than a crowd of 10,000 people, so he has other intentions for making this seven-day pact. May I ask Fengyi Sect Master, Sect Master The life-saving elixir taken is the Jiuzhuan Heart Protection Pill."
The head of Fengyi said proudly: "It is the medical system, without this pill, I am afraid that this seat would not be able to travel hundreds of miles to come to the hunting palace. If your son hadn't taken this medicine, I'm afraid he would have died long ago. In Xiaoshuang Palace."
A trace of murderous intent flashed in Xiao Shunzi's eyes, and he said, "It's the Jiuzhuan Heart Protecting Pill, but the sect master seems to have forgotten one thing, that is, Mr. Sang once said that this pill can only be taken during the nine-year-old's life, and it must be After taking the pill, take a few more days to recuperate."
Sect Master Fengyi was stunned for a moment, and felt a bad feeling in his heart. Sang Chen really said this, but he never thought that he would need to take the pill, and secondly, he was confident in the magic of his internal skills. , as long as you save your life, you can heal your internal injuries, and you don't take this sentence seriously.
Xiao Shunzi smiled sarcastically and said, "The sect master really didn't take Mr. Sang's instructions to heart. When Mr. Sang entrusted me with this medicine that day, he said that the Jiuzhuan Heart Protection Pill is the use of heaven and earth treasures. Refining a precious medicine, it can stimulate the human body's potential and maintain life. If internal injury occurs, heart failure, or when you are dying, taking this medicine can stimulate all the blood and essence, but there are advantages and disadvantages. Potential Inspiration, although it can bring the dead back to life, it consumes a lot of the life force of the person who takes it. Therefore, after the life is saved, it is necessary to take various tonic drugs to make up for it. Mr. Sang is because my son is too heartbroken and cannot be cured by ordinary methods. , that's why I kept this medicine. In the event of an emergency, I can use this medicine to stimulate the young master's potential and achieve the effect of breaking and standing. Although this method is very dangerous, if it is successful, although the son cannot fully recover, it is not necessary. I am worried that I will die at any time. A few days ago, the door owner could see that my son almost took medicine for food every day, just to seize the opportunity to heal the stubborn disease. At that time, the son once proposed to heal the door owner, but unfortunately, the door owner is also like a son Generally rejected."
The sect master Fengyi said in a hoarse voice, "How dare I take Jiang Sima's good medicine, a disciple of the medical sage, and the art of poisoning is unparalleled in the world. This sect master does not dare to try it."
Xiao Shunzi said proudly: "This is also in my son's opinion. The way the son will poison the disciples of your sect that day is to make the sect master give birth to a heart of fear, so the sect master does not dare to take any medicine, otherwise it will be No matter how much the sect master believes in Mr. Sang's words, he would rather believe what he said than not, and invite a famous doctor to adjust his body. My son's seven-day appointment is to prevent the sect master from taking medicine to heal his wounds. Of course, if The sect master really dared to take medicine, and my son said that he had no choice but to take the risk of poisoning."
Sect Master Fengyi was sweating coldly on her forehead. She never thought that Jiang Zhe's scheming had reached such a level that this slow-down strategy actually made him cheap.
Xiao Shunzi added: "My son took the risk of staying in Wanqiuju for seven days, and invited the sect master to play chess and drink tea every day. In order to confuse my son, the sect master will keep his promise and make a false appearance of apology. Rejection. Therefore, the sect master has no time to pay attention to his own changes, and the recovery of internal strength will also make the sect master consume more life, and at the same time produce the illusion that everything is in control, and will not notice the exhaustion of life force. "
Sect Master Fengyi looked at her hands subconsciously. The crystal and beautiful hands that used to be beautiful had indeed lost their luster. She only thought that it was because of her injuries, but unexpectedly, it was a sign that her life had disappeared.
At this time, Xiao Shunzi added another heavy blow: "Young Master said that the sect master is always self-inflicted and will only guard against other people's plots, he will not think that time is the son's greatest capital, now Master Cizhen's internal strength has recovered 50%, and there is absolutely no There are hidden dangers, and there is also a strong force below, and the inner power of the sect master is actually your life and blood, so the son believes that we can keep the sect master here. Originally, if Master Cizhen did not come, the master would only do his best. After dealing with the sect master, the arrival of Master Cizhen and Shaolin monks made the manpower in the hands of the son more abundant. However, the son said that he did not know martial arts, so he would not stay here and wait to die. Now all the important people in the hunting palace are It has been hidden, no matter how powerful the sect master is, it is impossible to find them immediately, the son said that if the sect master went to Huangquan, he would not see him off in person."
Sect Master Fengyi suddenly laughed loudly, and after a long time, he stopped laughing and said, "Okay, okay, I have spent my whole life fighting in the world, and in the end I have calculated for such a weak scholar, okay, let me see if I can Take a few more lives."
Master Cizhen and Xiao Shunzi took a step forward at the same time, the air between the three seemed to freeze, a gust of autumn wind blew, and the yellow leaves all over the sky rushed towards the three, but before they got close to the three, they were pushed away by the invisible true qi. .
At this moment, in a small building in the Hunting Palace where you can see Wan Qiuju from a distance, Jiang Zhe and Yong Wang Li Zhi stood in front of the window, looking in the direction of Wanqiuju. At this moment, suddenly there was a deafening sound in the middle of Wan Qiu. At first it was the sound of infuriating thunder, then the sound of sword qi tearing through the sky, then the sound of houses collapsing, flying sand and rocks, and then, the sound became more and more It was getting more and more harsh. Although they were far away, there was a trace of pain on the faces of Li Zhi and Jiang Zhe. Those voices were like thunder, almost piercing the ear drums. Fortunately, Jiang Zhe was prepared and stuffed two balls of cotton into their ears. In the middle, Li Zhi did the same.
After a period of time, eighteen gray figures flew into the ruined Wanqiu Residence. The smoke and dust billowed within a hundred meters of the Banqiu Residence. It was impossible to see how they fought, but Jiang Zhe and Li Zhi were standing high, and they still saw it. It was as bright as the sword light of a silver rainbow. Finally, a long laughter came from the smoke. The laughter should have been pleasant to the ear, but now it was full of anger and reluctance. Then there was a sound of "Peng", and a dazzling and violent flame emerged from the smoke and dust. When this huge fire burst, it was like lightning, and the area occupied was almost a square meter. The flame is cylindrical, the center is blue in color, and the outside is a white flame, and when it reaches the outermost, it is a dazzling red.
I was relieved to hear that this laughter was made by a woman. It was filled with the sadness of the hero's end and the resentment of empty ambitions. I think my plan has been successful. With a sense of relief, I sat down on the chair, feeling weak in my limbs, and successfully forced to kill Fengyi's sect master. This was probably the biggest adventure in my life.