Chapter 98 Jing Yirong saves people "Five years ago, the fort master committed a heinous crime. In the past five years, the fort master not only did not change at all, but also changed his ways and made more efforts. It is inevitable that the Xue family fort will be full of energy."
Taoist Xuanyang let out a long sigh, "Unfortunately, Xiaodao owes the castle master his life. For the past five years, Xiaodao has helped the tyrants do evil. Xiaodao is also ashamed."
"One last thing, as long as you do one last thing for me, I will let you go and we won't owe each other anything in the future." Xue Tian said unwillingly.
Taoist Xuanyang smiled bitterly, "Don't you understand, Castle Master? The debts owed must be repaid, not to mention the blood debt on the Castle Master's body."
"I don't need you to take care of any of this. You can do one last thing for me. Grab Jing Yirong and hand it over to me. As long as you hand her over to me, you can leave Xuejiapu and go back to your old forest in the mountains."
Your Tao, you and I have nothing to do with each other." Xue Tian released the bait to seduce. Xuanyang Taoist was saved by Xue Tian five years ago. In order to repay Xue Tian, he was willing to stay with Xue Tian and help him. Later, Xuanyang Taoist
After Taoist Yang understood that Xue Tian was not a good person, there was no point in regretting it anymore. He made a promise, in order to wait for Xue Tian to let him go before he could go back to practice again.
Xue Tian's ambitions are getting bigger and bigger, and he has no intention of letting Taoist Xuanyang leave. Now Taoist Xuanyang has calculated that Xue Jiabao's strength has been exhausted, and the person who destroyed the fort has appeared again, Xue Tian can only use this as a condition,
Let Taoist Xuanyang do the last thing for him.
Taoist Xuanyang remained silent. Although he knew that the person who destroyed the fort was Jing Yirong, he didn't know how the Xue family fort would be destroyed. He didn't want to go against the will and capture Jing Yirong, but Xue Tian's conditions were too harsh.
Tempting, I finally nodded.
Xue Tian smiled with satisfaction. As long as Taoist Xuanyang helped him capture Jing Yirong, he would immediately cut her into pieces to see what else she could do to destroy his Xue Family Fort.
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On the day of Xue Tian's birthday, hundreds of guests gathered at Xue Family Fort. In fact, there were many important officials from the court.
The impulse that ruined his face always felt that there was something profound in his gaze yesterday.
King Junqi looked around and said, "All the famous people in the world are here. Xue Tian does have face."
"Don't you think it's fake?" Qiao Shuang'er leaned half of her body against King Junqi, "Look at the faces of these righteous men in the world. It seems that Xue Tian is some kind of great hero. As for fawning over him?"
"With Xue Tian's current status, he may be elected as the leader of the martial arts alliance next month. Of course, all the sects will fawn over him. Once he becomes the leader of the martial arts alliance, he only needs to give an order in the arena, and both black and white will be given to the three.
Divide the noodles thinly.”
Qiao Shuang'er glared at King Junqi, "You are not the prince of the Yu Kingdom. How come you know so much about the affairs of the Ming Kingdom?"
"As long as he is useful to me, no matter he is from the Kingdom of Hades or the Kingdom of Yu, I want him." King Junqi's eyes were firm.
At the huge dinner table, Nalan Zhijin never dared to join the discussion. Yesterday he had a dream for some unknown reason, a very strange dream. Later, after listening to Nalan Zhenqi’s words, he realized that he had said it in front of his master.
In that case.
It was a dream that he could never realize, but it was placed in front of his master. He was worried that his master would be unhappy, and he blamed his master for letting his dream be shattered. Now he didn't know whether to get close to or stay away from his master. His mother was dead.
Every word he said before was deeply imprinted in his heart. He could not forget it, nor did he care.
But when the master was right in front of him, he couldn't hate her. He didn't like to see the master unhappy, and he hated that he couldn't help but care about the master. Nalan Zhijin really felt like he was going crazy.
Jing Yirong could feel the way Nalan Zhijin looked at her today, resisting but also wanting to be close. Jing Yirong felt sorry for him, really felt sorry for him, and every time Nalan Zhijin looked at her with careful eyes, she felt
My heart will throb inadvertently.
Sha Huatang had no choice but to regret now that he shouldn't have been so tough, otherwise Nalan Zhijin wouldn't be able to sleep peacefully thinking about the scene that day. Although Xiao Yan didn't say it, she also knew that Nalan Zhijin now
She also needs Xiao Yan to accompany her so that she can fall asleep every night.
Jing Yirong was lost in thought, but there was a burst of noise from the crowd. Jing Yirong raised his head and everyone around his seat turned their eyes to the entrance of the hall.
Jing Yirong looked along and was surprised to find Mu Zixuan appearing outside the door holding a sword. Her green shirt was still the same, and her face was getting thinner, but her dead eyes were oozing with murderous aura, and her whole body seemed to be covered with blood.
There was a layer of ice, and anyone who came close felt a bit chilly.
When Xue Tian saw Mu Zixuan, there was a hint of panic in his eyes, and there seemed to be a sense of fear. Jing Yirong was now more sure that there was indeed something going on between Xue Jiabao and Mu Zixuan.
Immediately in front of Mu Zixuan stood a row of people holding long swords. Xue Tian stood behind the guards and said something that no one understood, "These are people from the Xue family, you can't touch them."
"Ah!" Mu Zixuan yelled angrily, jumped up, and swung his sword at the guards in mid-air. The sword was so fierce that all the guards standing in the front row fell down. Everyone secretly watched.
While admiring Mu Zixuan's profound internal strength, Mu Zixuan spat out a mouthful of blood as he landed, stroking his chest as if he had been seriously injured, but what was surprising was that he had not touched her at all.
Xue Tian smiled proudly, "You are looking for death."
"I'll kill you!" Mu Zixuan's mind flashed back to the scene where his tribe members died one by one in front of him five years ago. The blood wet his eyes. All of Mu Zixuan's hatred was stirred up, and he continued to kill with his sword.
It has passed, but strange things still happen. As long as Mu Zixuan kills someone from Xuejiabao, he will definitely spit out a mouthful of blood.
Mu Zixuan felt severe pain in his chest, the hand holding the sword was shaking, and his body seemed to be about to collapse at any time.
"Kill her yet!" Xue Tian roared loudly, with anxiety in his words.
The guards looked at each other, took up their swords and stabbed at Mu Zixuan together. When everyone thought that Mu Zixuan would definitely die, the guards could not take a step closer. Jing Yirong didn't know when he had blocked Mu Zixuan.
In front of Mu Zixuan, she luckily blocked the swords in the hands of the guards with a burst of air, preventing them from moving forward for a moment.
"You even dare to touch the person I like!" Jing Yirong said harshly, and the swords in the hands of the guards broke one after another, and their bodies fell to the ground.
Jing Yirong stopped and looked at Xue Tian, "Mr. Mu is my friend. If you want to touch her, I'm afraid it won't be that easy."
"Miss Jing, I know you are kind-hearted, but not everyone is worth saving." Xue Tian persuaded you kindly.
Jing Yirong glanced sideways at Xue Tian, "I know whether she is worth saving. You have only two options now. One is to let us go, and the other is to snatch people away from me. I will kill you now."
Xue Tian's face darkened, and Taoist Xuanyang grabbed his sleeve and said, "Let them go first. The trail will hand over Jing Yirong to you tonight."
"Remember your words," Xue Tian then smiled, "Miss Jing's words are too serious. Since this young master is a friend of Miss Jing, there must be some misunderstanding. Miss Jing wants to leave with her friend, what can I do?
I will stop it, but it’s a pity that I can’t leave Miss Jing to have a glass of longevity wine at night.”
Jing Yirong showed no interest in Xue Tian's false words and supported Mu Zixuan as he left in a big way. Upon seeing this, Nalan Qingyi and others hurriedly stood up and followed.
"The big fish was snatched away by Jing Yirong." King Junqi also followed. He would not give Mu Zixuan to Jing Yirong easily.
Jing Yirong brought Mu Zixuan to the Chen Mansion, arranged a room for her, and left without asking any questions.
Beside the pond and pavilion of Chen Mansion, King Junqi, Nalan Qingyi, Jing Yirong and Qiao Shuang'er were eating pastries and drinking tea.
"Who wins now?" Qiao Shuang'er looked at King Junqi and then at Jing Yirong, "Although Mu Zixuan is in the Chen Mansion now, she has not stated that she will follow either of you two, so now
The results haven’t come out yet?”
"The results have come out from the beginning," Jing Yirong said arrogantly and confidently, "I am the winner from the beginning to the end."
King Junqi raised his eyebrows, "Jing Yirong, your overconfidence will only become a joke in the end."
"This is your problem to worry about, not me." Jing Yirong said politely.
King Junqi suppressed the smile on his lips, and his dark eyes fell on Jing Yirong's side. The air around him instantly dropped, and just sitting next to him felt like he could freeze to death.
Qiao Shuang'er picked up a piece of pastry and stuffed it into King Junqi's mouth, "Here we go again, why do you do this every time? You look so ugly when you pull your face."
"You!" King Junqi took off the cake from his mouth and stared at Qiao Shuang'er with angry eyes.
Qiao Shuang'er stuck out her tongue at him, "What are you doing? Are you going to kill me? Does the first-generation holy king of the Yu Kingdom want to kill a weak woman who has no power to strike?"
Nalan Qingyi couldn't help but laugh out loud, "You are not a little girl with no power to attack. You will make people mad just because of your mouth."
"Nalan Qingyi, don't think that you dare to criticize me just because Jing Yirong is backing you!" Qiao Shuang'er stared at Nalan Qingyi.
Nalan Qingyi raised his hands in surrender, "I was wrong, I was wrong, I'm sorry."
Qiao Shuang'er then smiled proudly. Jing Yirong glanced at Nalan Qingyi and understood that he was rescuing Qiao Shuang'er and King Junqi. King Junqi was unfathomable and he could compete fairly with her for a while.
, and for a moment he could draw his sword and fight against him. The invincible King Junqi of the Yu Kingdom was by no means as harmless as he seemed.
"Master, Mr. Mu is not Miss Mu, she's awake," Nalan Zhenqi ran towards the pavilion. Looking at the pond under the pavilion, he couldn't help but shudder. It seems that such a terrible memory has not been eliminated, so he hurriedly
He looked away and said, "Miss Mu said she has something to say to you."
"us?"
"It's the master and the King of Qunqi." Nalan Zhenqi answered honestly.
King Junqi raised his eyes, "It seems that the result has not been determined yet."
Jing Yirong and King Junqi stepped into the room. Mu Zixuan's jet black hair had been draped down, and her pale face made her look weak and weak. It seemed that she could disappear in front of her by accident. I really didn't know what to expect.
How could such a weak woman possess such unfathomable hatred?
Everyone was standing in the room, making the originally small room seem even more crowded. They probably all felt that Mu Zixuan was a person with a story and wanted to know the grudge between her and Xue Jiabao.
Mu Zixuan raised his head and took a serious look at everyone in the room, and finally landed on Jing Yirong, "I still have one year to live, do you still want me?"