Nangong Cang stood there, smiling a little playful.

"There are people who give money and jewelry in this world, but they didn't expect that there were people who were so stupid that they came to die." He flew into the sky, landed lightly under the city gate, staring at Mei Linghan with a dark smile.

Mei Linghan's eyes were always gentle and transparent, and the spiraling fire was shining.

brush--

The ancient moon flying sword beside him cut through the sky, and the green light sets against the seven colors of the rainbow, making it blurry and illusory.

"Nangong Cang." He stood gracefully, his lips became cold and hard, and his eyes were like lightning. "Come on your life!" The soft and pleasant tone was accompanied by wind, rain and wind.

Mei Linghan flew like a sword. The Gu Yue flying sword in his hand, together with his people, was like a sharp sword, spinning like a craziness, bringing up a huge airflow and rushing straight towards Nangong Cang's face.

Nangong Cang's face was as usual, and his slightly sickly pale floated slightly on his purple-green lips.

"Prime Minister Mei, since you want to be a miserable mandarin duck with Feng Dieyi, I might as well do good things and let you go to the underworld to match it together." The airflow in his palm gathered again, and he rushed with one hand with a silence.

Xiang Mei Linghan.

The soldiers who surrounded the battle had already straightened up and bit each other, their rationality gradually awakened, and they stood there, looking up at them.

There was only a dazzling stream of light in their sight. They couldn't see clearly the battle between Nangong Cang and Mei Linghan, and only saw two huge airflows impacting each other. When they saw clearly, the strange blue halo and the green ones were seen clearly.

The clear and cold Xiaoyue's mysterious light spreads.

Bang-

The Gu Yue's flying sword broke and slid to the ground. Mei Linghan smiled. A bloody energy surged from his chest and pounced on—

The splashing blood color dyed the green sword body and reddished the floating bright yellow tassels.

He trembled, step by step, walked to Feng Dieyi's body, and suddenly let out a heavy groan, he fell down and fell to Feng Dieyi's side. He looked sideways, his eyes were as gentle as water, quiet as water

He looked at Feng Dieyi with a smile. "Dieyi, I'm here to accompany you, you can feel at ease." He stretched out his hand and stroked Feng Dieyi's face with difficulty. Suddenly, a burst of rapid blood qi urged the chaos in his body.

The air flow, his breath stopped suddenly.

However, when the colorful and blurred colors fell on his face, he looked so peaceful and peaceful, and a beautiful smile flowed from the corner of his mouth, as if he was wandering in his dreamland.

Dreaming sweetly.

The hand beside him tightly held Feng Dieyi's hand, and his fingers slowly became cold and stiff, solidified with her hand, and formed a knot.

Nangong Cang stood coldly in the sun, his pale face looked a little desolate, pale, and transparent under the light.

Drops—dips—dips—

Under the red sleeves, blood slid down from the back of Nangong Cang's hand and dripped on the cold ground. The sound was crisp and beautiful.

The dark eyes of Canleng, full of hostility, suddenly shrank tightly. Nangong Cang stared at his hand in a daze, and he stared at his hand in disbelief.

"How could this happen? How did it happen?" He had clearly practiced peerless martial arts and practiced the magic of transformation. How could Mei Linghan's Wind Breaking Sword hurt him?

What's going on?

Just when Nangong Cang was puzzled, the distant and vast piano sound suddenly came from the sky. Then, a bright blue sedan chair came from the sky across the rainbow and fell lightly.

In front of him.

The white veil as thin as a cicada's wings was flying in the wind. You could vaguely see a man in a blue shirt sitting inside. His eyes were slightly closed, and his soft jade-like fingers were gently on the strings.

Fluctuating upwards.

The tune is very gentle and the music is very beautiful.

Suddenly, the wind blew, and the beautiful tone stopped on the strings. His eyes opened instantly, clear and peaceful. He stared at Nangong Cang calmly, with a faint smile on his face, looking very kind and very

mild.

When Nangong Cang saw this person, he immediately stepped forward and said in amazement: "Master of the Nether Palace?"

The man in blue smiled softly, and he slowly said, "That's right. Although you and I have been dealing with each other, it is the first time we meet and will be the last time we meet."

Nangong Cang's black eyes shook, and he trembled: "What do you mean?" He was suspicious by nature, and at this moment he had already thought that his injury must have something to do with the Great Dharma of Transformation.

"Just as His Highness the Crown Prince thought." The man in blue smiled softly.

Roar—Roar—

The soldiers of the Chaoyang Dynasty all raised their weapons high at this time, and they began to shout frantically. "The palace master will rule the world for thousands of years, long live the emperor, long live!" A victory appeared on their faces

The joy and madness afterwards.

Nangong Cang listened to the deafening cheers, his eyes suddenly became dizzy. He stared blankly at the man in the blue shirt in the sedan chair, and suddenly stretched out his hand tremblingly.

"It's you, it's you who used me!" He suddenly found that he jumped into a trap designed by others. This feeling was like he was the one who dug the trap. He used it to capture others, but it didn't

Thinking of the first person who jumped into the trap was himself.

The man in blue shirt smiled softly. "Your Highness the Crown Prince is such a bad word. You and I are originally in the exchange of interests. Didn't your prince also use the deity? There are only two types of people in this world, and one type of people is specially treated.

People use one type of people who specialize in using others. The deity happens to be the latter type of people." His lips raised and he suddenly smiled happily. "In fact, the reason why I chose His Royal Highness among the four countries is that

It is because the Crown Prince, like the deity, holds the lofty ideals and the dream of unifying the world. In fact, I have always admired the Crown Prince, but it’s a pity that you and I are the same type of people and do not believe in people very much by nature. So, how come I

Will you watch you grow bigger and let your power grow?"

At this moment, the air flow in Nangong Cang was constantly scrambling, and he couldn't help but vomited blood. "So, is the magic method you gave me actually fake?"

The man in blue shook his head and said softly: "Your Highness the Crown Prince is too contemptuous of me. What I give to You is naturally a real masterpiece of transformation, but His Highness is just that His Highness insists on practicing the seventh level of kung fu.

I sent someone to clearly warn Your Highness the Crown Prince, asking Your Highness to not practice the seventh level of kung fu, otherwise, it will be in a vain at the least, and at the worst, it will damage the internal organs and cut off the muscles and veins and die." He knew Nangong Cang's

Personality, he clearly told him not to practice, but how could Nangong Cang not practice the state of martial arts and the taste of gaining the upper hand? What's more, he is the same type of person as him, how could he let such a good thing go

Opportunity, don’t put your martial arts deeper so that you can have strong strength to deal with him in the future.

They are all the same, and the suspicion flowing in their blood is born with it.

He will never trust anyone, and so will Nangong Cang.

Therefore, today's tragedy was caused by Nangong Cang himself, and it was also a situation he expected.

Nangong Cang felt a chill inexplicably in his heart, and a feeling of grief and anger emanated in his cold black eyes. "It's you, you are hurting me?" He roared, not knowing whether it was regret or self-blame.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince must not say that. Buddhism says that there are gains and losses, and there are losses and gains and gains. This is the law of nature. You want to use your deity to help you improve your martial arts, infringe on other countries, and achieve the hegemony that unifies the world.

At that time, you should understand that others think so too. Your Highness, smart people never need to say these useless nonsense." The man in blue shirt came out elegantly, and in his black eyes, the jade luster was faintly moved.

"By the way, I forgot to tell His Highness an important thing. In the Chaoyang Dynasty, I have sent someone to station there. Your father has passed away. I kindly sent someone to bury him. And I have also sent someone to bury him.

, I need to thank you, thank you for helping me destroy the Fengwu Dynasty. For the remaining two dynasties, I will do it myself, so don’t bother you anymore.”

Nangong Canghei Yuzi's eyes were filled with pain, and he red eyes and said, "What about my sister? How did you do to her?" Puff—Puff—Puff—The major acupoints on his body were broken and bleeding at this moment,

Nangong Cang fell to the ground dejectedly.

The man in the blue shirt had a calm and unmarked eyes. He smiled faintly and said, "Is your sister? Look--" His lips curled lightly. From a distance, a soft woman with black hair was covered with naked feet and bloody

Step by step.

She saw Nangong Cang lying weakly in a pool of blood, and there was a light of pain in her eyes. She ran over and cried and picked up Nangong Cang's body. "Brother, brother, it's me, it's Xia,

I am my sister, open your eyes and look at me, brother, brother-" She cried heartbrokenly, tears dripping on Nangong Cang's pale face.

"Xia, Xia--" Nangong Cang trembled his lips. He stretched out his hand and leaned against her cheek with difficulty, and gently stroked her cheek with his fingers. "Brother, brother, I can't help you achieve your wish, then

The phoenix crown, the most beautiful phoenix crown——” He picked up his hands tremblingly, as if he wanted to wear the dream phoenix crown for Nangong Xia himself.

His eyes reflected a bizarre and complex light. He regretted it at this moment, but he regretted it too late, too late. If he had been clearer at the beginning, he could resist the temptation of unifying the world.

If he had listened to Nangong Xia and did not send troops to attack Feng Wu without authorization, perhaps nothing would have happened today.

But, never if.

His regret can only be turned into a glass of bitter wine, and he has to swallow it himself.

"Brother--You talk, brother, don't sleep, brother, please don't sleep, brother--You don't want anything, sister only, brother, please don't have anything to do. Brother, you can't die,

You can't leave your sister alone. Brother, brother, brother——” Nangong Xia tried hard to slap Nangong Cang's face, but Nangong Cang's eyes closed forever, and he could never call back.
Chapter completed!