Crack, crackle...
The strong wind carried heavy rain, and the continuous lightning fell silent. The black umbrella was dyed red with blood, dripping drop by drop from the tip of the umbrella, forming a small crimson stream on the ground.
"Uh...cough!"
The rickety body lying on the cold and wet ground was trembling. His skinny fingers seemed to be trying to grab something and submerged them in the rain, and his fingertips scratched the ground hard.
"Cough...poof!"
Bright red blood gushes from the mouth, and the hot magic power cannot dispel the coldness of the rainy night. I have never felt so cold...
I came to this city to live longer, not to seek death...
"Lord Demon King, have a safe journey."
The dark umbrella tip dripping with blood fell again.
"Wait, wait, wait a minute..."
The desire for life made Demon King Yanqi suddenly speak faster, but the powerless voice was just the final cry.
Tsk.
The tip of the pulled out umbrella brought up a handful of blood. Su Yuchen shook off the blood and watched the rickety old man gradually turn into a skinny lion.
"I'm older and have lived in the mountains for a long time. I don't have the slightest bit of vigilance to expose my back to the enemy."
The Demon King is very strong, even the old Demon King - his rich combat experience is enough to make up for the weakening of his magic power caused by his declining physical fitness.
Once you fight head-on, you won't be able to win it so easily.
Facing the veteran demon king who has lived for who knows how many years, what happened to the sneak attack of young people who do not respect martial arts?
However, because he is an old man, a sneak attack can successfully inflict serious damage. If it were a demon king in his prime, even if the sneak attack was successful, he would not immediately lose his combat effectiveness.
"Thanks to the heavy rain."
Su Yuchen held up his umbrella again. Because of the 'misfortune' of the heavy rain, no other misfortunes happened.
Just like in the past when we were fighting under a clear sky, there would always be inexplicable slippage of the sole of the foot or various interference events, which would cause us to be distracted from protecting ourselves...
The 'lucky' thing among 'misfortunes' was that the heavy rain prevented Su Yuchen from taking action cautiously and achieved a new achievement.
"The first demon king I killed...hiss, it's so cold."
Su Yuchen shrank his neck, and Senior Tia's windbreaker returned to her arms.
Bah!
With a crisp snap of his fingers, the flames turned into thick steam in the face of the violent storm, spreading in all directions, squeezed into the alley doors and windows like clouds, and curled up.
It's still a slow pace.
Su Yuchen held an umbrella and walked out of the clouds and mist, gradually disappearing into the rain curtain in the night sky.
A heavy rain is enough to erase all traces.
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"He has never won, but..."
"He never lost either."
Su Yuxi's voice echoed in her mind, and the proud smile on Yu Xiang's face gradually disappeared as she recalled.
Yes, never won!
Judging from the existing battle records against him, he has never won against either the Demon King or the 'Fire Bearer' at the same level as him, but...
The Demon King, the Flame Bearer, the Super Onmyoji, and the Divine Blessing Knight who had fought against him...did they ever say that they had won?
Have it?
Yu Xiang couldn't remember clearly. She only remembered that he had never won. If he didn't win, wouldn't that mean he lost?
Between life and death, how could there be an outcome like a 'draw' between victory and defeat?
Isn't this nonsense?
Is it possible that he can still hold his hand against his opponent?
But when I recalled it carefully, I found that the Fireman from Chang'an was not dead, nor were the people who fought against him...etc., she was almost led astray.
A sarcastic smile appeared on Yu Xiang's lips: "So you mean to escape... He is said to have the strongest defense, but his ability to escape is also quite outstanding."
The smile on Su Yuxi's lips remained unchanged: "Even if that's what you said, do you think you can catch my brother and threaten me?"
Yu Xiang's heart, which was originally in control of victory, once again had turmoil. Demon King Yanqi was very strong, but that was in the past. He had not been out of the mountain for hundreds of years, and how much strength could he still exert at his old age? How much does he know about the current technological power of mankind?
"Thank you." Su Yuxi suddenly said: "You let me know that your methods are becoming more and more fierce... I am very angry if you dare to attack my brother."
"Really, really angry."
Yu Xiang looked at the beautiful neck exposed by her long hair, and looked at the girl who was in the growing stage and would definitely have a beautiful figure in the future that could not be completely covered by the conservative evening dress. She chuckled: "Angry? Anger without power, there is What’s the use?”
Su Yuxi did not speak. She stood quietly and turned her attention to the first dragon chair, where sat the country's ruler, Emperor Xuan, who was also her biological uncle.
Soon, I will get a surprise reward from my brother. What kind of reward will it be?
Original clothes... Bah, bah, bah, as long as it is a gift from my brother, no matter what it is, it is a treasure that can be treasured for a lifetime.
During the peaceful singing and dancing that was about to come to an end, the state leaders sitting in their respective positions gradually put down their chopsticks, waiting for Emperor Xuan's upcoming Mid-Autumn Festival speech.
Then after they sang some praises, they could go back to their respective homes... It was really boring to stay in this place where they couldn't talk about important matters of family and country.
The singing gradually stopped, and the dancers retreated one by one. Many people were ready to clap their hands. However, Emperor Xuan on the dragon throne had no intention of standing up. He still squinted his eyes as if he was reminiscing about the singing and dancing just now.
In the silence with no one urging him, everyone saw Wei Jin, the eunuch in charge of the ceremony and eunuch who always accompanied Emperor Xuan, take a step forward: "Your Majesty has a decree!"
As soon as the voice fell, many people's expressions changed slightly. The speech at the Mid-Autumn Festival dinner could not be an imperial edict, which meant that the content of the imperial edict was a certain resolution.
In the past few years, Emperor Xuan has never issued any decree. Why at this time?
Without any room to think, the important ministers of the cabinet and the invitees from the princely and aristocratic families all stood up one after another, lowering their heads slightly as they waited for the decree to be read out. Their minds were racing to think about what impact this decree would have on the country... if it were to have its own way. It may be possible to use the 'right of refutation' that has never been used.
The great eunuch Wei Jin took out the bright yellow imperial edict from his sleeves and slowly unfolded it while the sound resounded throughout the banquet hall——
"The Princess of Chang'an, Su Yuxi, accepts the order."
"The emperor is destined to be blessed by heaven, and the edict says: Su Yuxi, the princess of Chang'an, is knowledgeable about books and etiquette, is dignified and diligent, follows without hesitation, has a quiet appearance, is gentle and intelligent, and is kind and gentle. Upon writing, she canonizes the princess of Chang'an and reports on her duties as the chief financial officer. I hereby express my gratitude to you." !”
Su Yuxi walked to the front showing a composure that was beyond her age. She didn't need to kneel down, she just had to raise her hands to receive the imperial edict.
"I accept the decree."
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