Feng Wuxie looked at the person in front of him coldly.
It was him who killed her father thirteen years ago!
Then he forced the mother into the soldiers grave Jedi!
She seemed to reappear the sorrow and helplessness of the mother-in-law's remnant soul in front of her eyes.
If possible, Feng Wuxie didn't want to let him go!
She remembered her previous promise to An Lingxi.
Feng Wuxie took a deep breath.
"Lin Yejun, I would like to kill you with a single blow now, to comfort my parents in the sky!" Feng Wuxie's voice was as cold as the winter wind.
Lin Yejun felt the killing intent, and his face paled again.
"But, now I have changed my mind." Feng Wuxie gradually calmed down: "I am more interested in the forces behind you."
Her eyes revealed a fascinating force: "So, as long as you confess, I don't have to kill you!"
Feng Wuxie understands—
No matter how bad Lin Ye-jun is, he is still the monarch of Mora Kingdom.
Once the monarch is killed, what she bears on her body is not just a life!
It's the overall situation of the entire Moro country!
Although she is not a kind person-it can even be said that she is a bit cruel and a bit poisonous! But, let her ignore the situation in Moro for the pleasure of revenge, she couldn't do it.
Several people present looked at Feng Wuxie.
Di Qianxie's eyes were lightly appreciative.
Mo Rong had deep admiration in his eyes.
An Lingxi breathed a sigh of relief-the monarch is dead, and her father, An Linghao, as the general of the country, will face a very tense situation. He must support the new monarch in a short period of time to avoid civil unrest in the imperial city!
Now that Feng Wuxie is willing to temporarily let go of his hatred for the sake of the overall situation, the matter of supporting the new king will be much easier to handle! There is also a lot of time.
Lin Yejun's expression was a bit ashamed, but there were more surprises that he could live!
"Okay... This is what you said!"
Everyone who is greedy for power, in the face of life and death choices, will often choose to stay alive!
Lin Yejun hesitated for a while, as if finally made up his mind!
He took a deep breath and asked again: "Can you really not kill me?"
"Say!" Feng Wuxie spit out a word coldly.
Lin Yejun began to explain: "That organization is very mysterious. We can't directly contact their people. They always contact us and use this strange jade fragment to collect spirit power for them, and it's not just a country in Moro. ! And since the establishment of the Moro Kingdom, only the monarch and prince of each generation have known about this, and the other children of the Lin family are all known."
"Does this organization have a name? What is it called?" An Lingxi asked again.
Lin Yejun replied: "Their people let us make a solemn oath and do not allow us to mention their sect outside, so even when we mention them privately, we can only refer to them as "people over there." In fact, , The name of that organization is [Shengmen], and he..."
Just when he was about to continue talking—
Suddenly, he stopped
Living!
It seems that when the word "Holy Gate" is mentioned, Lin Yejun triggers some kind of soul curse, and the whole person's face is very terrible and painful!
That kind of extreme horror and incredible!
Feng Wuxie's hearts are tight!
not good!
An Lingxi was about to step forward to check—
But I saw Lin Yejun "boom" like a piece of wood to the ground! Stiff all over!
Mo Rong stepped to the side of Lin Yejun's fallen body.
He pressed a single palm on Lin Yejun's head, and a soul power was injected into it.
"Heart is broken." Mo Rong frowned and said, "From the signs in his body, it was caused by a sudden explosion of spirit power!"
"The power of the soul in his body?" Di Qianxie asked faintly, leaning on the chair.
"It was completely broken!" Mo Rong probed and replied.
Feng Wuxie and An Lingxi were both surprised.
Lin Yejun, the monarch of Moro Kingdom is dead!
And while killing Lin Yejun in an instant, he completely wiped out his soul!
What is this...
"Yanling Curse." Di Qianxie glanced slightly, and then said affirmatively.
"Yanling curse? What is that?" Feng Wuxie had never heard of this kind of spirit technique.
Of course Emperor Qianxie didn't bother to explain, lifted his chin slightly.
Mo Rong immediately understood what he meant, and said quickly:
"The so-called spirit curse is to use soul power to impose a soul curse in a person's body, and a trigger condition can be set. Once the conditions are met, the soul curse will have an effect! According to the wishes of the caster, there can be different triggers. Conditions and different effects! I didn’t expect to appear here!"
After a pause, Mo Rong sighed again and shook his head:
"This kind of soul curse is actually not difficult to untie, and it can even be said that it is very simple-but it is difficult and difficult. People who have been hit by this kind of soul curse often don't know that they are cursed! Therefore, when the soul curse breaks out It’s too late to untie it!"
Therefore, this is the "insurance measure" imposed on Lin Yejun by the organization called "Holy Gate".
-As long as Lin Yejun utters the word "Holy Gate" to outsiders, his heart will be broken, his soul will dissipate and die!
Feng Wuxie thought of Lin Yejun's unbelievable expression before his death.
What a mysterious holy gate, it is really tightly hidden!
"Look at what you mean, is this kind of spirit technique rare?" Feng Wuxie asked Mo Rong again.
"Rare? It should be said to be rare." Mo Rong smiled bitterly: "Madam, can I know which soul power is needed to use the Yan Ling curse?"
Feng Wuxie shook his head and looked at him, waiting for the answer.
"Fate, luck, soul, strength!" Mo Rong said word by word.
"Fate Soul Power?" Feng Wuxie repeated, "Never heard of it."
An Lingxi shook her head-almost unheard of.
"Madam, Miss Anling, you haven't heard that it's normal." Mo Rong smiled slightly: "As you know, the Emperor Spirit Continent and this continent together, there are fewer than a hundred people who have destiny soul power recorded in history! "
This
What a rarity! This time Feng Wuxie was truly surprised!
The history of these two continents is probably tens of thousands of years!
There have been less than a hundred cases of Destiny Soul Power!
Feng Wuxie and An Lingxi looked at each other.
Both feel the weight of each other's hearts—
This holy gate has such rare resources as well as such an unpredictable spiritist!
And in a small place like Moro Country, they don't hesitate to use this kind of resource!
What is this organization plotting
Seeing the worry in Feng Wuxie's heart, Di Qianxie glared at Mo Rong fiercely.
Then he spoke lightly:
"Woman, don't listen to Mo Rong's alarmist talk. Although the destiny soul power is rare, it is not so exaggerated—someone in the Emperor Spirit Sect has this soul power."
"Oh?" Feng Wuxie looked at Di Qianxie in surprise, "Who would? Are you?"
Di Qianxie's face became stiff, this woman really couldn't speak!
Di Qianxie turned his face to ignore her.
Okay, it seems that the emperor is not the emperor who has the talent of "destiny soul power"...
—Feng Wuxie came to a conclusion.
When Di Qianxie said that, she felt a little lighter.
However, Di Qianxie and Mo Rong felt solemn in their hearts.
The owner of the destiny soul power in Emperor Lingjiao is the Yantian Pavilion Great Star Cheng-Cangli!
It is also the existence of Cangli, coupled with the fateful magic weapon [Dayan Nine Star Wheel Diagram], that makes the Emperor Ling Sect so powerful!
With the blessing of destiny artifacts, Cang Li can see the secrets of the long river of fate through layers of mist.
Let Di Lingjiao not make fatal mistakes.
And smashed the conspiracy to subvert Emperor Lingjiao one by one!
-Di Qianxie's fate changes were also completely entrusted to Cang Li to monitor!
Therefore, I realized that in this so-called "Holy Gate" there are people with the power of destiny.
Both Di Qianxie and Mo Rong paid more attention!
Feng Wuxie didn't know what Emperor Qianxie was thinking about—
At this moment, how can she and An Lingxi have a headache to solve the trouble caused by Lin Yejun’s sudden death...
It's a mess.
Feng Wuxie had already planned not to kill Lin Yejun, but he didn't expect Lin Yejun to die by himself!
The prince died tragically in the secret realm.
The monarch, violently killed in the sleeping hall.
A Moro country that doesn't handle it well will fall into chaos!
Feng Wuxie was thinking about it, and at a glance he saw Di Qianxie sitting lazily on the side.
An unskillful little strategy came to mind...
Feng Wuxie leaned forward, cleared his voice, and began to squeeze Emperor Qianxie's shoulders diligently:
"The emperor, I know that you have deep soul power, superb martial skills, generous and friendly..."
"Let it go!" Di Qianxie interrupted her, spit out a word concisely.
Feng Wuxie's mouth twitched...
Okay, let me fart—
"Is there anyone under your staff who can easily disguise??" she asked cleanly.
(End of this chapter)