The only thing that makes Ye Qing feel regretful is that this time can be said to be the best opportunity to kill Chu Wangsun, and it is also the closest to killing Chu Wangsun. It is a pity that the success falls short. If he wants to kill Chu Wangsun so easily in the future, it will be a bit embarrassing. Difficult.
After all, Chu Wangsun is only one step away from a real person. Next time we meet, the other person will definitely be a real person, and he will definitely be extraordinary. It will be even more difficult to deal with him.
Of course, he is just a pity, not to mention angry or worried. He can be one step ahead of King Chu now, and he will definitely be ahead step by step in the future. Why should he be afraid?
"Have the private matters been resolved? If you guys still have private matters, please continue!"
After asking about the grand ceremony, Murong Xiuxian seemed a little uninterested and spoke lazily.
"Look what I do, has this woman noticed his little move before, right?"
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Ye Qing always felt that when Murong Xiuxian said these words, he was looking at him intentionally or unintentionally, as if he meant something.
"Probably not!"
Ye Qing shook his head. His demonic thoughts were invisible and extremely secretive. Even Cui Qiuyuan, the person involved, was not aware of it. It stands to reason that it would be impossible for others to notice it.
But thinking about how he thought he was hiding well before, but was still discovered by Murong Xianxian, he couldn't guarantee that it would be the same this time.
Thinking of this, Ye Qing murmured in his heart. He always felt that Murong Xianxian was a bit evil.
As his thoughts were swirling, Ye Qing couldn't help but look up at Murong Xianxian. Maybe it was a coincidence, but Murong Xianxian also looked at him at the same time and winked at him playfully.
"..."
Ye Qing was so frightened that this woman knew, absolutely knew, it was so evil.
"Sister Fairy, I have a little immature suggestion. These people have no grievances against you. Isn't it too cruel to kill them? Fairy, you are gentle, beautiful, smart and beautiful. There must be others who are better." How to get out of trouble?" Seeing that Prince Chu and his grandson were fine, Zhang Lingyang breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the people in the hall again, feeling unbearable.
"The little Heavenly Master wants me to spare their lives?" Murong Xian said.
"I said Sister Fairy is smart and beautiful, and she can hit the mark right away." Zhang Lingyang said with a smile.
"I will spare your lives for the sake of Master Quyuan. Don't push yourself too far." Cui Qiuyuan said in a cold tone. The more he looked at these so-called proud men, the more displeased he became.
"It's okay, it's rare to meet an interesting little guy." Murong Xianxian stopped Cui Qiuyuan with a smile and looked at Zhang Lingyang: "Okay, no problem, I can spare their lives."
Zhang Lingyang clapped his hands: "Fairy
Sister Zi is a kind-hearted person. "
"Don't worry, I haven't finished speaking yet?"
Murong Xianxian smiled and said, "I can spare their lives, but I need you to sacrifice your life in exchange."
"Huh? Use my life in exchange for their lives?" Zhang Lingyang blinked: "Sister Fairy, are you kidding me?"
"You have to pay a price for anything you do. Don't you understand this?"
Murong Xianxian smiled brightly and said: "You alone can exchange the lives of so many people, which is already a good deal, isn't it?"
"Hey, Sister Fairy really loves to joke." Zhang Lingyang laughed.
"Why, I don't want to do it anymore. Is your so-called benevolence, justice and compassion just words?"
Murong Xianxian said with a hint of sarcasm: "Tsk tsk... Eight hundred years ago, the Longhu Mountain Tianshi Mansion liked to talk one thing and do another behind the scenes, and it was sanctimonious. I didn't expect that eight hundred years later, it would still be the same."
"Giggle...what a decent person from a well-known family..."
Murong Xianxian smiled softly, while Zhang Lingyang opened his mouth, his face flushed and speechless.
"Yeah, what a decent person from a well-known family, what a person who talks about mercy, it's ridiculous..." Cui Qiuyuan also smiled coldly.
"Benevolence and compassion without strength will always look so ridiculous and sad."
Murong Xianxian lazily said: "Forget it, you can go."
"Fairy..." Before Zhang Lingyang could say anything, Cui Qiuyuan stepped forward and pressed forward with his real aura, approaching Zhang Lingyang: "Didn't you hear me? Get out of here..."
"Brother Zhang, since the seniors have said it, let's go..." Before Zhang Lingyang could speak, the defeated young master spoke first.
Unlike Zhang Lingyang, the defeated son has been around the world since he was a child. He is used to seeing life and death and fighting. He is only obsessed with martial arts. The so-called life and death is just the success of the king and the failure of the bandit!
Although the Holy Son of Maitreya is not a very evil person, after all, he comes from the Maitreya Sect, one of the Nine Paths of Evil, and his so-called kindness and kindness are always just clouds.
Therefore, the two of them didn't feel much about the death of these people, they just felt a little emotional.
"well……"
Zhang Lingyang sighed and said: "Okay, Sister Fairy, Master Quyuan, seniors, and juniors say goodbye."
But when he reached the door of the main hall, Zhang Lingyang paused and said loudly: "Human life is like heaven, and so are others, and so am I. To sacrifice oneself for others is what a saint does. I, Zhang Lingyang, can't do it now, and maybe I won't be able to do it in the future." It can’t be done. But having a kind heart is not a bad thing after all compared to being cold-hearted.”
"Whether you speak compassionately or be kind in your heart, may your heart be like grass and trees, blooming toward the sun..."
"He is an interesting person!"
Looking at Zhang Lingyang's leaving figure, Murong Xianxian smiled: "Okay, everyone who should leave has left, let's get started!"
"Follow the fairy's orders."
Cui Qiuyuan, Qu Langhuan and others bowed their hands.
Ye Qing also took two steps back and expressed that he had no objection.
He didn't know these people. King Chuanshan had asked them to leave earlier, so he didn't care much about the life and death of these people.
It's not that he is cold-hearted, it's just that the world is like this and doesn't tolerate much compassion and kindness.
Moreover, there is no way to bring about blessings and misfortunes. People can only bring them upon themselves and cannot blame others.
At this time, Murong Xianxian opened his mouth and took a breath. Blood flew out from everyone's eyes, ears, mouth and nose, gathered into a trickle, and fell into Murong Xianxian's mouth.
In the blink of an eye, those people were like grass and trees, shriveled and rotten, while Murong Xianxian's face turned rosy.
When all the blood disappeared into his mouth, Murong Xianxian became more and more beautiful and breathtaking. He opened his mouth and blew gently, and all the people in the hall were like dust and scattered in the wind.
"Okay, it's your turn. Help me remove the confession from my eyebrows."
Murong Xianxian warned: "If you take it out and confess your sins, you will suffer the same pain as me. If you can't bear it, just switch to another person. There is no need to force it."
"Which of you comes first?"
"I'll go first!"
Cui Qiuyuan, Qu Langhuan and Blood Rakshasa exchanged glances. Blood Rakshasa nodded, walked up to Murong Xianxian and cupped his hands.
"Reach out your hand and hold the confession, use all your strength, and pull it out."
"good."
Blood Rakshasa stretched out his hand, grasped the confession between Murong Xianxian's eyebrows, and pulled it out.
"snort……"
Just as he exerted force, a mysterious talisman suddenly appeared on the confession, and slowly lit up. His whole body was as red as crystal jade, and the Blood Rakshasa groaned, with pain on his face.
As it was pulled out, the mysterious talisman on the confession slowly spread upwards along the Blood Rakshasa's right hand.
Every inch it spreads, the Blood Rakshasa's body trembles, his face becomes pale, and cold sweat breaks out on his forehead and back.
It stands to reason that Murong Xiuxian would also suffer the same pain, or even more, but on the other hand, Murong Xiuxian looked as usual, with a smile on his lips.
Within a few breaths, the Blood Rakshasa's face became ferocious, veins appeared on his forehead, and his whole body was dripping with sweat, as if he was fished out of the water, but he didn't even pull out a few strands of his confession.
