Hanyi Ke didn't expect that he was just here for a patrol to see if any fish had slipped through the net, but he didn't expect that he would accidentally run into...
"Look what I caught. A dead former young master is now here alive." Hanyi Ke looked at the pale-faced Gong Huanyu with a smile, with strong interest in his eyes.
Gong Huanyu didn't expect that he would be so unlucky as to meet Han Yi Ke among the ghosts in the four directions. As for how he recognized it, it was naturally based on the weapon on the opponent's body, the Zimu Xianyue Sword. Now that his Black Stone Internal Skill has not reached its highest level, if he wants to leave here to find the Infinite Flowing Fire, he may be in trouble.
"How did you enter the palace gate!" Gong Huanyu was puzzled. It was precisely because the palace gate was tightly guarded, otherwise Wu Feng would not have sneaked into the palace gate again since he massacred the palace gate ten years ago.
Hearing Gong Huanyu's question, Han Yike didn't want to hide it from him, but looked at him with a sarcastic face, and kindly told him the answer: "You said this, then you have to thank your good brother, now Today’s sword-wielding Gong Ziyu.”
Gong Huanyu was shocked: "Gong Ziyu?"
"Yes, your good brother knew that his bride was our Wufeng assassin, but he still kept her, and also brought all the palace gate cloud maps and secret sentry layout plans to Wufeng. If not, how could we have been so easy? Come in through the secret passage."
"Speaking of it, ten years ago we were just like today. We sneaked into the palace gate through the secret passage unobstructed and went on a killing spree. Do you think there is a good partner of our Wu Feng inside the palace gate who specializes in opening convenient doors?"
After saying that, he looked at the sky, and then his eyes fell on the pale Gong Huanyu again: "According to time calculation, everyone in the mountains in front and behind the palace gate is dead now, and the boundless fire has been taken by us. We got it, former young master, your palace gate will be destroyed."
The palace gate was destroyed, and the boundless fire was gone.
This sentence was a heavy blow to Gong Huanyu. At this moment, his hatred for Gong Ziyu reached its peak. His eyes were red and he shouted angrily: "Gong! Zi! Yu! You idiot!"
A huge palace gate was just destroyed by this fool. The immeasurable flow of fire he begged for was gone, and all the plans he had worked hard on were lost!
Although he would be unwilling to lose to Gong Shangjiao, he would not be like this...
"Pfft!" Gong Huanyu was furious and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
The cold-clothed guest laughed twice and drew out his son-in-law crescent moon sword: "If Gong Shangjiao was here, I would definitely send him to reunite with his relatives, but it's a pity that he is not here. But it doesn't matter, I will accept your ex. The young master’s life is not bad either.”
After saying that, he rushed towards Gong Huanyu. Although Gong Huanyu's black stone internal power had broken through, it had not reached its highest level, so he was inferior to Han Yi Ke. In a life-and-death duel between masters, if you lose, you will pay the price with your life.
Gong Huanyu knew that there was no hope of revenge, and now he was going to die in the hands of the assassin. Hatred surged in his heart, and he tried his best to die with Han Yi Ke.
The fierce fighting stopped and Hanyi Ke fell to the ground. He did not expect that Gong Huanyu's strength could burst out with such a powerful force when life and death were at stake. He had never been defeated in these years, so he underestimated the enemy and fell into the hands of Gong Huanyu.
Gong Huanyu knelt on the ground, took out a pill from his arms with trembling blood-stained hands and swallowed it. He knew that he would not survive. His internal organs...
Taking the knife, he got up from the ground, no longer caring about Han Yi Ke who was still breathing, and stumbled towards Yu Palace.
Outside the Yu Palace, several guards left by Gong Shangjiao were guarding Gong Ziyu. Although they were not happy with this idiot, they were still members of the palace. Just watching him cry while holding an assassin in his arms, everyone's eyes were full of ridicule.
"Ayun..." Gong Ziyu looked at Yun Weishan, who had long since died, and cried bitterly, with tears and snot falling on Yun Weishan's face.
He fell in love with a girl for the first time. Although it didn't take a few months from the time they met to the time they fell in love, sometimes deep feelings can develop in just a few months.
His Ayun will understand him, listen to his worries, and tell him that he is a very good person. Although she was Wu Feng's assassin, he could see that she had feelings for him, so he indulged her and believed in her.
His relatives are all gone, and now even his favorite Ayun is gone. He has nothing...
The sound of stumbling footsteps sounded, and the guards looked at the person with vigilance. The person was covered in blood and came holding up a saber. And when the man raised his head, everyone was shocked.
"Former Young Master!"
This is the dead former young master! Are they dreaming? Still seeing a ghost? The former young master, who was obviously dead and buried, now appeared in front of them alive!
It's not that Gong Huanyu didn't hear the gasps from around him, but he didn't even look at her. Instead, he dragged his seriously injured body towards Gong Ziyu step by step. With every step he took, there was a blood mark under his feet. By the time he reached this good brother, the blood on his body was almost dry. And when he saw clearly that the person his good brother was holding was the female assassin, the hatred that flashed in his eyes was quickly hidden.
"Ziyu."
The familiar call brought Gong Ziyu back to reality from his grief. He slowly raised his head, but his eyes widened and he looked at the person standing in front of him in disbelief: "Brother..."
The person coming is his elder brother who has been dead for many months!
Gong Ziyu was so frightened that his long-dead big brother appeared in front of him alive. What a horror story this was! What the hell?
"Ziyu, tell me, how did Wufeng break into the palace?"
Gong Huanyu lost too much blood and his face was pale, and his voice was hoarse. Coupled with his strong resentment towards Gong Ziyu, both his eyes and tone had a terrifying coldness. He seemed like How can one not be afraid of evil spirits crawling out of hell?
The guards who didn't know that Gong Huanyu was still alive shivered and hugged each other in fear. They wanted to run away, but they didn't dare to leave because of their master's orders.
Gong Ziyu was so frightened that she hugged Ayun tightly in her arms and shivered.
"Big, big, big...brother! Are you alive?" Are you alive because of him? But he really didn't mean it!
Gong Huanyu gritted his teeth, and the hand holding the knife was trembling: "You protected this assassin and allowed her to explore the secrets of the palace gate, so that Wu Feng successfully avoided all the secret sentries and sneaked into the palace gate!"
Gong Ziyu was so frightened that he almost peed. He felt that his elder brother's body was full of yin energy: "Brother, I was wrong. I didn't know Ayun..."
Gong Huanyu couldn't stand his sophistry at all, Ayun Ayun Ayun! All he talked about was that assassin!
Gong Ziyu, who was still admitting his mistake, did not see Gong Huanyu's increasingly cold eyes, especially when he looked at him, there was endless hatred. So before he finished admitting his mistake, he felt a chill coming over him. Before he could react, he saw a cold light flashing in front of his eyes.
There was a pop, the sound of a sharp blade penetrating flesh, accompanied by blood splashing everywhere, and Gong Ziyu's eyes full of disbelief...
"elder brother……"
