In front of the original Xu Wen residence.
Zhu Youwen wears black armor with gold patterns, and his armor is like a river of stars in the night sky, flowing with mysterious light. Weaved with gold thread, it is like a dragon and snake circling, smooth and powerful, black like ink, deep and steady, like a silent night.
The burly figure stood proudly in front of the Xuanming cultists, with his chin slightly raised, looking down at You Chuan in front of him and the Ten Thousand Poison Cave minions behind him.
He really didn't take You Chuan seriously.
With so many people, you dare to come to his door to cause trouble for Zhu Youwen? who do you think You Are?
Li Xingyun?
Behind Zhu Youwen, a group of members of Xuanming Cult were wearing black armor and ghost faces, holding scimitars, and they started to show their teeth and claws. In an instant, they were like a group of demons dancing wildly.
Dogs rely on human power, and now that the ghost king Zhu Youwen is in front, it is natural for them, the 'little devils' of the Xuanming Sect, to show off the power of the Xuanming Sect.
"I came here today sincerely to discuss cooperation with the Ghost King." You Chuan looked at Zhu Youwen in front of him, closed his eyes to rest for a moment, and then finally made up his mind, looked at Zhu Youwen in front of him, and said.
He made his choice, and the gears of fate began to turn.
In fact, his adoptive father Chi Li did not instruct him to join which side. So far, this is considered his "self-initiated decision".
"Cooperation?" Zhu Youwen murmured softly, as if he was feeling emotional, but also seemed to reveal a bit of disdain.
"You alone want to discuss and cooperate with me?" Zhu Youwen said domineeringly, looking at You Chuan in front of him, his tone was full of disdain, and he did not take You Chuan in his eyes at all.
Indeed, Zhu Youwen admitted that he has been embarrassed and depressed recently, but he is still the ghost king of Xuanming Sect!
"Then how can the Ghost King be willing to listen to what I have to say?" You Chuan looked at Zhu Youwen in front of him, smiled slightly, and said, but although there was a smile on his face, the smile was not in his eyes.
"Hmph." Zhu Youwen snorted coldly. He remained motionless and did not speak, but he began to activate the Jiuyou Xuantian Divine Art, using his inner strength to capture the billowing yin energy and cover his whole body.
Seeing this, You Chuan lost his previous calmness. He quickly acted defensively and looked at Zhu Youwen in front of him, alerting him to make a surprise attack.
"Of course I want to test how capable you are.
Take my three moves. If you can still stand firm after the three moves, today's matter will be yours! "Zhu Youwen raised his hand, looked at the billowing Yin Qi surrounding his palm, felt the terrifying power, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, looking slightly satisfied.
This skill, this profound skill, can only belong to him!
After saying this, Zhu Youwen's body was full of yin energy, and the billowing yin energy spread out, shocking the surrounding Xuanming Sect and Wandu Cave minions who couldn't help but retreat violently. Even Zhong Xiaokui took a few steps back and brushed away with one hand. The face covered the sweeping wind.
"Your Majesty didn't even ask me what I asked for. Are you sure that I will lose?" You Chuan remained motionless. Although Zhu Youwen gave him a great sense of oppression, he could still hold on.
This level of coercion alone is far from enough to directly overwhelm You Chuan.
"Hmph, if you can take it, I'll do anything for you!" Zhu Youwen felt annoyed when he heard this, and with anger rising in his heart, he activated his skills and said coldly.
Zhu Youwen raised his hand and slapped You Chuan directly in front of him.
He is in a bad mood now and wants to hit someone.
The kid in front of me can only be considered unlucky.
He activated the Jiuyou Xuantian Divine Art to the extreme, and the whole body was filled with darkness, with gusty winds and black mist. There were faint sounds of ghosts crying and wolf howling echoing in the darkness, making people feel fearful.
This time, he no longer made any reservations. He mobilized all his skills, gave up his previous defensive style of play, and headed straight for Youchuan.
You Chuan was shocked when he saw this, but he used his skills and crossed his arms to hold the palm. The moment the two sides' skills collided, You Chuan felt that his own internal power was like a lake, and the other party's internal power was like a vast ocean. An irresistible force came from Zhu Youwen's palm.
"Ah!!!" Zhu Youwen shouted violently, the yin energy around his body was strong, and he exerted force on his palm, which knocked You Chuan away.
You Chuan only felt that his internal organs were hit hard by something, and he retreated violently, unable to stop, and crashed into a crowd of poisonous cave minions.
"Young Priest Officer!" All the minions from the Ten Thousand Poison Cave exclaimed and shouted worriedly.
You Chuan knocked away several of the Ten Thousand Poison Den minions along the way, but relied on their obstacles to stabilize his figure.
You Chuan staggered to his feet, feeling a stagnant breath in his chest. When he saw Zhu Youwen, within a moment, he pressed forward again, and a shadow enveloped You Chuan's figure.
Zhu Youwen jumped up in the air, and kicked You Chuan hard with the Yin Qi of Jiuyou Xuantian Divine Art to protect the body, causing You Chuan to retreat violently.
The dignified young priest of Wan Du Cave was unable to fight back. It should be noted that You Chuan was a master who could compete with Hou Qing and even relied on his blood to assassinate Hou Qing.
When You Chuan stabilized his body from Zhu Youwen's hand again, he felt that the arm that had just been kicked by Zhu Youwen had completely lost all feeling, as if it was no longer his, and half of his body was in excruciating pain from his internal organs to his muscles and bones.
To make matters worse, the meridians were damaged and it was difficult to gather Qi, but Zhu Youwen still had one move to make.
You Chuan only felt a fishy-sweet feeling in his mouth, but he managed not to vomit blood, but traces of blood still flowed from the corners of his mouth, nostrils, eyes, and ears.
Zhu Youwen would not give You Chuan a chance to rest. He stepped forward again, raised his palm and struck You Chuan.
This time, You Chuan's reaction was obviously slowed down, and he was hit in the chest by Zhu Youwen's palm.
You Chuan's figure was like a kite with its string broken, flying backwards. The moment You Chuan himself was hit, his brain went blank. Finally, he could no longer bear the injury, and blood was like arrows in his mouth. Jet out.
You Chuan fell to the ground.
"Humph, boy, if I don't kill you, go back and practice for a few years." Zhu Youwen looked at You Chuan who was lying on the ground, smiled coldly and evilly, and said with a bit of disdain.
He was willing to cooperate with Fake Li, not only because the other party really had the skills and means, but also because the other party saved him and released him from the dark dungeon.
If there was no fake Li, he might be trapped alive in the dungeon at some point, or he might be found and killed by Li Xingyun before then.
With this kindness as the basis, the cooperation between him and Fake Li was possible. Otherwise, do you really think that he, the ghost king of Xuanming Sect, is an easy character to talk to?
Just as the breakthrough was interrupted by You Chuan, he was going to use this battle today to vent his anger on the previous experience of being displaced.
At this moment, You Chuan was lying on the ground, unable to move. He only felt that his limbs and veins were blocked, his internal organs were full of stagnant Qi, and except for the unconscious places, there was no pain anywhere on his body.
"Young Priest Officer!" Many of the minions from the Ten Thousand Poison Cave directly aimed their knives at Zhu Youwen, and several of You Chuan's cronies rushed to his side.
Seeing this, a group of Xuanming Cult members became even more arrogant. They held scimitars and faced off against a group of Ten Thousand Poison Cave minions.
"Don't...cough, cough...don't move!" You Chuan coughed violently, and he forced himself to speak.
There was blood foam overflowing from the corner of his mouth.
At this moment, Zhu Youwen was ready to turn around and leave this place.
"Wait a minute!" You Chuan struggled softly and said, holding on to his strength and getting up slowly and hard.
Zhu Youwen stopped.
After struggling for a long time, You Chuan managed to lift half of his body. After a while, he struggled to stand up.
The blood-soaked face was already a little less handsome and a little more cold. He looked at Zhu Youwen in front of him and said, "You haven't defeated me yet!"
"That's interesting." Zhu Youwen turned his face and looked at You Chuan, who was forcing himself to stand up.
In the last life, Zhu Youwen had been hiding his strength. Although he didn't hide it, he didn't have much hidden strength. Moreover, before he had time to show his heyday, he fell into the evil tricks of Black and White and his skills were greatly damaged. Although he relied on absorbing the president of Xuanming Sect, The internal energy of the Duo Cult made up part of it, but it didn’t take much to think about it, but the mere internal energy of the Xuanming Cult was nothing.
Now that he was attacking with all his strength, this kid could still stand up even after receiving three moves from him. He was also a character.
"snort!"
…
Not long after.
The original residence of Xu Wen.
living room.
The green curtain hangs down and is surrounded by mahogany carved screens. The delicate carvings outline auspicious patterns and exude a light scent of agarwood. Ancient paintings hang on the four walls, with deep ink, outlining the flow of clouds and mist between the mountains and rivers, as if it can make people immersed in the scene.
The carved red sandalwood table exudes an ancient fragrance, and a set of exquisite blue and white porcelain is placed on it. The silver light of the tea set shines and the fragrance of tea lingers, just like a painting, making people feel peaceful.
Large mahogany chairs are placed quietly in the hall, and the velvet stools are covered with beautiful embroidered cushions, which are soft and comfortable. The palace lanterns hang from the ceiling, emitting soft light, like stars twinkling on the sky. There is a guqin placed in the corner. The strings are lightly plucked and the music is melodious. It seems that it can travel through time and bring people back to the glory of ancient times.
You Chuan, who had slightly recovered from his injury, was holding himself up and sitting in the living room. At this moment, one of his arms was hanging around his neck. It was the one that was kicked by Zhu Youwen just now. The arm, coincidentally, was the same arm that was chopped off by Chi Li in his previous life.
After some recuperation, he temporarily suppressed the injuries in his body.
Opposite him was Zhu Youwen, who looked unhappy and had a bad look on his face.
When You Chuan saw this, he sighed in his heart and felt that he had made a mistake. If he had known this, he should have gone directly to the Wu Palace to find Yang Longyan and that one.
Who knew that Zhu Youwen was so bad that he would take action at the slightest disagreement...
"Speak directly. I don't like people trying to be clever and beating around the bush." Zhu Youwen sat opposite You Chuan. He looked at You Chuan in front of him and said coldly.
You Chuan, on the other hand, turned a deaf ear to his hostile and sinister words, as if he didn't hear them or the person who said them was not him.
"I came here today on the order of my Lord Poison from the Ten Thousand Poison Cave to reach cooperation with the Ghost King." You Chuan stroked his chest with one hand and replied to Zhu Youwen, who was looking at him.
"Oh?" Zhu Youwen heard this, looked at You Chuan in front of him, and said.
'Wan Du Cave, Du Gong? 'Zhu Youwen couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart.
If their people have something to do, they should go to Yang Longyan or fake Li Xingyun. What are they going to do with him? !
…
Wu Palace.
Jade walls and gold tiles stand tall and majestic. The towering red gate and the auspicious clouds show the nobility of the prince. The palace is magnificent, the towers and jade buildings are magnificent. The paintings are magnificent, and the pavilions are painted layer by layer, depicting the realm of gods.
On the glazed tiles, colorful phoenixes dance gracefully. Immortal music is lingering, the music is melodious, and it is filled with the sound of paradise. In the deep palace of the inner court, silk and bamboo are entangled, and the music is gentle to the ears. Luan and phoenix sing in harmony, bead curtains and treasure curtains.
The cold jade is warm and fragrant, and the jade pond nectar is full of luxury. The long corridors, winding paths, red walls and green trees make it like a fairyland. The palace maids and maids are all beautiful in their fluttering clothes.
On the table in front of Yang Longyan, there are golden bottles of sake, royal meals, delicacies, and fragrant aroma.
The palace lanterns hang high, the jade steps rustle, and the dragon scales rattle, demonstrating the majesty of King Wu's authority.
At this moment, Yang Longyan was dressed in the royal robe of the King of Wu, sitting on the main seat, holding a wine glass in one hand and placing the other hand on the table in front of him. While he was drinking, he looked at the singing and dancing in front of him.
Such a life is so unhappy.
Who would have thought, who would have thought, that the rosy-faced man at this moment was Yang Longyan, who had been bullied by Xu Wen before and couldn't sleep at night, couldn't eat, and almost made him sick?
But at this moment, Yang Longyan looked much more majestic, and his complexion looked much better than before.
Now he has handed over all state affairs to Fake Li and Meng Zhixiang. For no other reason than Fake Li and Meng Zhixiang, he can't compete with Fake Li and Meng Zhixiang.
Even if he resists, the result may still be more tragic for him. Even Xu Wen died in their hands, let alone Yang Longyan, the plaything in Xu Wen's hands?
But now, Yang Longyan has looked away. Even if the power of the country is taken away by the fake Li Zuan, he will accept it. At least he will be happy. The most important thing is... that Xu Wen, the one who bullies him day and night. Xu Wen finally died.
And it's not a good death.
This made him feel so happy.
Besides, if Li is going to be the emperor in the future, he will definitely not forget him as the "minister of the dragon", right? Even if Fake Li fails, the outcome will be the same for him. After all, Xu Wen originally planned to attack him.
Not long after, outside the house, young men dressed in red and with handsome faces slowly walked into the house.
It's a fake plum.
When Yang Longyan saw the fake Li coming, he waved his hand.
The dancers in the audience continued to play music and dance without any response.
"Everyone get down!" Yang Longyan ordered with a bit of embarrassment.
"Yes." After hearing this, the maids who had received clear instructions slowly stopped singing, dancing and music, bowed to Yang Longyan, and then slowly retreated outside the house. When passing by Fake Li, they also He also bowed to the fake Li.
"Your Highness is here, what are you here for? Do you need my cooperation for anything?" Yang Longyan looked at the fake Li Xingyun in front of him and said nonchalantly.
"There is indeed one thing you need to know..."
(End of chapter)
