Wu Chengyuan's scalp was numb, but when he saw Zhan Changfeng killing Gongsun Jing, his heart dropped into an ice cellar.
Wu Feiyu also had a look of surprise, his eyes flashed slightly, and he chuckled, "Brother, don't be envious, you will be like him in a while."
Who is envious!
Wu Cheng was about to curse, but the smell of blood choked his throat, and his eyes suddenly widened.
The closer the strolling figure got, the stronger the smell of blood became. Wu Cheng finally used the moonlight to see her face clearly. Her pale face was spattered with blood, which looked strange and charming. She was dressed in red... and was clearly stained with blood.
!
Wu Cheng suddenly became speechless and his throat was dry, "You...have you been to the village?"
"Well?" Wu Feiyu replied gently, "It took me a while, so I'm late."
The golden feathered serpent shot towards Wu Cheng like an arrow, its fangs exposed!
Suddenly Wu Xingshan appeared, holding back the Golden Feathered Serpent with his hands. His body was extremely thin, and his handsome face was as sinister as before. He looked at Wu Feiyu solemnly, with a complicated look in his eyes.
If he had known of her existence earlier, he should have taken her away. Even if the Emperor Flower and the Heart-Lowering Gu were gone, it wouldn't be a big deal.
"Grandmaster, she slaughtered the village, she killed all the Gaotian clan!" Wu Xiang grabbed the last straw and looked up at the man, "You must not let her go!"
Wu Xingshan just glanced at him. If it weren't for these wastes who couldn't even do anything, why would he be where he is now? His years of hard work fell into the hands of others, his soul was seriously injured, and he even failed to seize his body.
"Heh," Wu Xingshan's eyes swept over Wu Feiyu and Zhan Changfeng, his eyes as sinister as a snake and scorpion, causing the two of them to tense up, "Next time, you won't be so lucky."
Wu Xingshan waved his sleeve, turning into light and hugging Wucheng as he fled outside.
Zhan Changfeng was leaning on his sword. Wu Xingshan was probably seriously injured, but fortunately he was not seriously injured. If he had stayed and fought hard, today's game would probably be difficult to end.
She looked at Dun Guang, but Wu Feiyu looked at her, "Baby..."
Zhan Changfeng was dumbfounded. After confirming that she was calling him, he became even dumber, "It seems like you called your snake little baby before."
Wu Feiyu laughed so hard that the whole world turned pale, as if the person who had escaped was an insignificant person, and as if she came out to hang out with all her blood just to see the scenery of the pier, "Yes."
Zhan Changfeng suspected that she wanted to make her into a Gu and stared closely at her outstretched hand.
The fingers of this hand are slender and white, and small blue blood vessels can be seen in the moonlight. The fingertips slide through the air, as if they are tracing the outline of her face, or stroking the veins on her face.
Scar, every move of this woman is as elusive, charming and dangerous as a mystery.
The next breath, the hand was spread out in front of her. Zhan Changfeng looked at Wu Feiyu with clear eyes, "What are you doing?"
Wu Feiyu bent down and shook his hand, dissatisfied, "Give it to me, are you trying to cheat?"
"What are you kidding about..." Zhan Changfeng paused and suddenly thought of something.
"You said, cooperate with a person and give this person something she wants." Wu Feiyu was vaguely unhappy and even pursed his lips.
"Of course I keep my word," Zhan Changfeng said seriously, "What do you want, Emperor Flower?"
Wu Feiyu nodded.
"Can you tell me what it is used for?"
"The emperor flower can control the heart-drawing voodoo, and it is the holy one among the voodoos."
Zhan Changfeng thought for a while and asked, "Where's the heart-drawing Gu?"
"Flying."
"..." She changed her question, "What emerged from the tunnel was the Heart-Controlling Gu?"
"Yes."
Zhan Changfeng took out the beautiful flower from his sleeve robe and handed it to Wu Feiyu.
Wu Feiyu was stunned, "You gave it away so easily?"
This is the holy product of Gu cultivated by her ancestors.
"Beauty and flowers deserve to be treated kindly." Seeing Wu Feiyu's meaningful look, Zhan Changfeng added with a straight face, "I keep my word."
So, the beauty took the flowers and left, "Baby, see you later."
Clouds covered the moon, and a group of faint green jumped out of the darkness and slowly approached.
Zhan Changfeng closed his eyes slightly, feeling a little tired, "I originally said that to you, but I didn't want there to be someone hiding in the dark."
Zhu Yan shook off his long white hair and said, "Are you willing to give something like this to others?"
"It's useless to me, like a waste. How can I be reluctant to part with it?" Zhan Changfeng frowned, "You have been with the founding emperor for a long time, so you know what happened between him and Wu Xingshan."
"I didn't become a spirit at that time, how could I know?"
"That's right."
Zhu Yan tilted his head innocently, "In the last period of time, I had some spiritual awareness. I saw them always quarreling. Alas, they even smashed several couches."
"Hmm...huh?" Zhan Changfeng was stunned for a moment, "Smash...the couch?"
"Yes, yes, we always fight on the couch, and every time after the fight, the master touches my head and smokes a cigarette. The smell..."
"That's enough, I'm going to save people first."
Zhu Yan became anxious and followed her, "Hey, I didn't mean not to show up. I think you can defeat them. You are as tall and majestic as your master..."
Zhan Changfeng almost tripped over a stone on the ground, "Oh, you are mistaken."
Zhan Changfeng directly threatened the county magistrate to release him.
When the county magistrate, trembling under her sword, directed the soldiers to transport the wounded onto the ship, she thought that the rule of the Yin Dynasty was over.
The people are not the people, the officials are not the officials, right and wrong will last for thousands of years.
Only by completely smashing the system can new life be achieved.
The boat sailed on the river and arrived at Hengzhou three to five days later.
After Song Shizi was rescued, he wrote a letter to Li Yunguan. When the ship arrived, Li Yunguan's people were already waiting at the dock.
Song Shizi was sitting in a wheelchair, his body covered with gauze. He tried his best to bend his arms and clasp his fists, "Your Highness's kindness, Song Shizi will surely repay you with a spring of water."
Zhan Changfeng said calmly, "No need for Yongquan. I have something I need your help with right now."
"Your Highness, please tell me, I will do my best despite the swords and fires!"
"It's not that serious, you just need to reveal some information." Zhan Changfeng said what he had already thought about, "Just say that when you entered Qishan Mountain, you met an old immortal, and you destroyed the mountain with just a raise of your hand. The old immortal
There is a holy book of world governance in your hand. If the king has it, he can bring peace to the world; if the subjects have it, he can make plans in all directions. If one person is subordinate to him, he can be superior to ten thousand people."
Song Shizi was a little confused, but didn't ask any more questions, "I'll keep this in mind."
Thoughts are very useful weapons for superiors, and the prevalence of all thoughts is nothing more than the need for governance, just like the Three Cardinal Principles and Five Constant Rules.
The rulers needed the Three Cardinal Guidelines and the Five Constant Rules and encouraged them, so all the nobles talked about the Three Cardinal Guidelines and the Five Constant Rules as if they were guidelines. Everyone knows that only by catering to the ruler's preferences can they have a future and status.
Once an idea is deeply ingrained, it is difficult to replace it with another idea in a peaceful era. It will inevitably mean turmoil and war.
Now, war and turmoil have come.
What she wants to design is nothing more than the way in which this thought will appear in the world.
Liyunguan has a certain reputation in the Northeast, and the circle of people Song Shizi made friends with were all looking for rare treasures underground. The families of these people were all princes, nobles, and wealthy businessmen.
The reputation of Qishan Holy Book spread quickly.
Someone went to Qishan and saw that a mountain peak had indeed collapsed, and the rumors became more solid.
For a time, many people came to the mountain in admiration.