Lin Li killed Zhao Qikong. When he had no strength to fight anymore, the old woman who was guarding Princess Qian suddenly appeared. But when Lin Li was distracted, the old woman knelt down on her knees.
Lin Li couldn't help but be a little surprised.
"What, what is this?" Lin Li was dumbfounded.
The old woman naturally sensed Lin Li's vigilance and knelt on the ground and said: "My benefactor, don't be nervous. I am hiding here just to kill Zhao Qikong, but it is a pity that I am not strong enough. Zhao Qikong has been killed by my benefactor now.
I have fulfilled my wish, please accept my respect."
Lin Li breathed a sigh of relief and said in a hoarse voice: "Since you are also here to kill Zhao Qikong, that's good. Leave quickly, the people from the Holy Imperial City will probably arrive soon."
"My lord, wait a minute."
"Well, what?" An unhappy voice sounded from under the mask. In fact, he didn't really believe what the old woman said. The old woman belonged to Princess Qian, and Princess Qian was the daughter of Zhao Qikong. He didn't think that the relationship between father and daughter
What hatred would there be?
"My dear, please don't get me wrong."
The old woman quickly said: "Can you let me chop off Zhao Qikong's head?"
Hearing this request, Lin Li suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and many thoughts flashed through his mind. Was there really any hatred? Or was the old woman acting without telling Princess Qian?
What kind of hatred is it? If a person dies, he cannot be relieved of his hatred. He has to cut off his head. How much hatred is this!
However, Lin Li knew the condition of his body at this time and was anxious to hide. He had no time to accompany others to mess around.
"I don't have time to bother you now. If you want to stay here, just stay here. I'll run away first."
Before he finished speaking, Lin Li dodged into the darkness.
Lin Li did not return to the Holy Imperial City immediately. Instead, he flew to the outskirts seventy or eighty miles away, blasted out a cave on a small hill, and then got into it.
…
Princess Qian’s Villa.
Zhao Qian'er woke up from her nightmare again.
"Aunt Qing."
Zhao Qian'er called out, but there was no response from the outside.
She randomly approved a piece of clothing, then walked out of the room, which was empty. Then she called a maid and asked if she had seen the old woman, but the maid looked blank and didn't know.
squeak!
With an anxious look on his face, he opened the window. The sky in the east was slightly white, and it was about to get dark.
"Aunt Qing, be sure nothing happens to you." Zhao Qian'er prayed in her heart.
Suddenly, a ray of light shot out from the sky. The light appeared light gray, and it was extremely difficult to distinguish in the dim night. But when Zhao Qianer saw this light, she breathed a sigh of relief, and a look of joy appeared on her face. This escape
The light belongs to Aunt Qing.
"Aunt Qing, have you gone to find Zhao Qikong? Didn't I tell you that he is too strong and we can't deal with him. Aunt Qing, don't take any more risks in the future." Zhao Qian'er looked worried.
"Girl, Zhao Qikong is dead."
"How is that possible? There are countless masters around Zhao Qikong, and he himself has a longevity of two thousand years, how can he die just because he wants to? Aunt Qing, you..."
"I didn't kill him." The old woman waved her hand quietly.
"Really dead! Who is it?" Zhao Qian'er asked urgently.
"He's wearing a mask."
"That means you don't know who the benefactor is?" Zhao Qian'er was slightly disappointed.
"It's a clown mask."
"Him?!" Zhao Qian'er's eyes flickered, and she was actually crazy for a moment.
Could it be that he knew the suffering I suffered and specifically wanted to avenge me?
Originally, her resentment towards Zhao Qikong was the only courage that kept Zhao Qianer alive, and her only wish was to kill Zhao Qikong. Now that Zhao Qikong is dead, she has lost her support and the motivation to live. But after hearing that
It was the man wearing the clown mask who avenged him, which gave her another hope of living.
…
The prince of the dynasty was killed in a courtyard on the outskirts. This news caused a sensation in the entire Holy Imperial City, and the entire city was on alert for a while.
Not a single person who could be sent out by the Punishment Department was left behind. They were all sent out to conduct a carpet-like search throughout the Holy Imperial City and even around the Holy Imperial City, but nothing was found.
In recent times, the minister's beloved daughter, the prince's beloved daughter have been intercepted and killed one after another, and now the prince of the dynasty has died. Naturally, the first finger was pointed at the Dark Emperor Dynasty. Of course, some people also pointed their speculation at the other three
Prince.
When the first group of people rushed to the other courtyard, the chaotic Yuan Power had not yet dissipated. They felt the thunder and lightning Yuan Power, the Five Elements Yuan Power, and even the Buddhist aura in the air. Not only did they gain nothing, but they also lost everything.
Things became confusing.
Putting aside the chaos in the Holy Imperial City, Lin Li moved to a farther place before the Punishment Department could react, so everything was safe.
After stabilizing the injury, Lin Li went to the origin of Wuxin to deal with Zhao Qikong. When he saw Zhao Qikong, Lin Li was shocked. However, in just four hours, only Zhao Qikong's "indestructible state" body was left.
A pair of withered yellow skin appeared, as if it had been dried for several years. But the bamboo stick inserted at his neck was more crystal clear, with an extra layer of yellow brilliance.
Lin Li slapped his forehead and said, "How could I forget that bamboo sticks have the ability to devour people."
Having absorbed the whole body essence of a man with two thousand years of life, the benefits obtained from the bamboo stick are naturally extraordinary.
Lin Li hurriedly stepped forward, "There must be nothing wrong with the heart of the Demon King."
Fortunately, Lin Li could still hear the beating of his heart from a few feet away.
First, he put away the bamboo stick, and then slashed Zhao Qikong's chest. The withered skin was actually harder than leather. He reached in with one hand and took out a powerfully beating black heart.
This heart is like being made of black jade, shrouded in a black mist, but it does not feel scary at all, but gives people a feeling of full of life. Although the black heart has no carrier, it is still beating thumpingly.
When Lin Li held the black heart in front of Li, Li was surprised, "You really gave it to me?"
"Is there any problem? Isn't this already promised to you?" Lin Li said matter-of-factly.
Li Bu went to pick it up and said solemnly: "Lin Li, you may not understand the wonderful use of this heart. If the heart of the Demon King is refined by humans, it will have endless benefits in terms of blood transportation capacity and increase in strength.
.Even the lifespan that you humans are most short of can be greatly increased...Are you really going to give me such a good thing? And I am just your prisoner."
"Just take it if I give it to you. I promised you, and you can't withhold it just because it's good."
Lin Li smiled and said: "You still know that you are a prisoner? But you don't have the slightest awareness of being a prisoner. I think I am your servant."
Li chuckled, his eyes flashing with emotion, "I can't let you work for me in vain. Let's treat these two things as an exchange with you."
After saying that, Li threw two desktop-sized objects, which were caught by Lin Li.
The two pieces in Lin Li's hands weighed more than three hundred kilograms each, and looked like fragments of a stone tablet.
Of the two pieces, only one surface is smooth, with ancient fonts engraved on it, but none of the other sides are neat and complete. This means that neither piece is an edge, and there are many fragments like this.