"It's all mine, it's all mine!"
On the altar in the mind, the Holy Goddess of Good Virtue was in a state of joy and impatient. Her glazed jade hand was as red and as strong as divine iron, weighing more than ten thousand kilograms. She suppressed Jiang Li's soul and the three artifacts at the same time and held them tightly.
"Buzz"
But in the next moment, a ray of golden light penetrated directly through the glazed red hand of the virtuous saint, and shot out, spreading a bright light, and the space of the altar was also coated with a layer of golden light.
These golden radiances fell on the body of the virtuous saint, but they were like the poison of rotten bones. Countless white smoke rose up from the Baizhang Glazed Real Body, making a stinging sound.
The Saint of Good Virtue also let out a shrill scream, and from the glazed jade hand holding Jiang Li's soul and three artifacts, the second, third... more and more golden lights also shot out one after another.
The glazed red hand was shattered inch by inch, and the golden light spread towards the true form of the virtuous saint.
"Jiang Li, what insidious tricks did you use again!"
The Holy Maiden Yin Shen screamed in agony, and her Baizhang real body shrank in an instant and flew away from the altar.
But the golden light spreads throughout the space of the altar, containing strange power, like a barrier.
The virtuous saint's crazy collision was unable to shake the golden radiance barrier at all.
The golden pages slowly floated into the air, blooming with thousands of gold specks. The true body of the virtuous saint disintegrated, melted, and transpired amid the mournful wails.
Finally, it turned into wisps of red smoke clouds, gathered around the golden page, condensed into ten transparent crystal thoughts, disappeared into the golden page and disappeared without a trace.
The space of the altar was quiet, with only a thin piece of brocade silk falling down, suspended near the cauldron, bones and gold pages.
"If it weren't for the greed of the virtuous saint, today's results would be really unpredictable!"
Beside the official road, Jiang Li opened his eyes suddenly. He glanced at Jiang Baiyu, who was lying dead in the wilderness. Without any hesitation, he got on his horse again. The horse neighed, trampled the earth with iron hoofs, rushed into the boundless night, and disappeared.
When Jiang Baiyu was killed, Marquis Zhenwu was bound to be furious and tried his best to investigate the real culprit. If he followed the original path, his whereabouts would be exposed.
It is not advisable to enter the city from the west gate tonight. We can only wait until dawn, then act on our own initiative and try to sneak into the city without leaving any trace.
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"Lu He, what happened last night? I heard screams coming from the ninth master's room. It was like a wild beast roaring. It was so scary!"
"The young lady and the handsome young master Murong were also in the room last night. They must have been healing the ninth master!"
"But it's been a month since the Ninth Young Master was maimed by the Fifteenth Young Master, and he hasn't been out recently. How could he be injured?"
"Silence, you don't want to live anymore?"
"Hehe, speaking of which, Mr. Murong's eyes are really beautiful, as if they can absorb people's soul. I won't be able to walk away even after just one look at him!"
"Little hoof, let me see if you've moisturized it!"
As night falls, the Zhenwuhou Mansion, located in the southeast corner of Shengjing City, has a grim atmosphere.
The scorching and chilling yang-blood evil energy, like a flame, steamed over the Hou Mansion, condensing and not dissipating. It faintly gathered into the shadow of a white tiger with teeth and claws, frightening all evil spirits and guarding the imperial capital.
The courtyards in the mansion are neatly laid out, upright and rigid, and meticulous. Every flower and every grass shows the strict etiquette and etiquette.
But mortals have flesh and blood, and their seven emotions and six desires, how can they be wiped out by a few words of heavenly principles?
In the corridor of Caixingxuan Garden, two handsome maids aged sixteen or seventeen were whispering, and from time to time they heard cheerful laughter, which sounded sweet and full of spring.
"squeak"
Not far away, the door of a house was pushed open, and two figures, a woman and a man, walked out one after another.
When the two little maids in the corridor saw this, they quickly restrained their expressions and movements, and stood rigidly, like wood carvings.
"Senior Brother Murong, thank you for your help this time. Otherwise, my second brother would have missed this martial arts competition. Because of Jiang Li, that little beast, my father was angry with my mother. Even us sisters went to plead for mercy, but we were turned away by our father.
"Only when the second brother passes the martial arts examination and comes out on top, can he hope to take his mother out of Leng Pavilion. Senior Brother Murong's kindness will be remembered in my heart!"
Jiang Xinbai closed the door, saluted and smiled at the tall and straight man beside her.
The girl's beautiful eyebrows are like pearls, the beautiful jade fluoresces, and the curvature of the corners of her mouth is as perfect as a crescent moon, which makes people's hearts sway and it is difficult to look away.
"Junior sister Xinbai, you're welcome. You and I have been practicing together for eight years. Junior sister, don't you still know my feelings?"
Murong Heng had a gentle smile and gentle words, but his eyes when he looked at the girl were hot and full of affection.
At this moment, their eyes were facing each other, and he couldn't restrain the yearning in his heart, so he held the girl's cold little hand.
"How can Xinbai not know what senior brother is thinking!"
Jiang Xinbai nodded, a hint of disgust flashed in her eyes, she calmly took her hand out, and said in a soft voice: "It's just that my sister and I were born in the Zhenwu Marquis Mansion, and have been responsible for guarding the Great Zhou since we were born. We have the important task of revitalizing the Hou Mansion, and my father also has high expectations for us. Before we become ghosts and immortals, I don’t want to think about my children’s personal affairs!”
"Senior Brother Meng Lang, please don't blame me, Junior Sister Xinbai!"
Murong Heng also noticed that his behavior was a bit rude and hurriedly explained: "Junior sister, don't worry, as long as you have me in your heart, senior brother can wait for as long as you want. Ten years, twenty years, a hundred years, as long as junior sister is willing, I can wait forever." !”
"Senior brother is so affectionate, I feel ashamed and dare not accept it!"
Jiang Xinbai smiled lightly and said: "It's just that these days, I still need to worry about my senior brother. My second brother has just implanted a new bone and it will take some time to recover. If he can't take good care of his body before the martial arts competition, there is no hope of rescuing my mother. Maybe I’ll be crushed by that little beast Jiang Li!”
"Junior sister, don't worry. My Murong family's medical skills are unparalleled in the world. I have been running the imperial hospital for emperors for generations. My ability to move bones is insignificant!"
Murong Heng said confidently: "Brother Xuan Yao's six bones in his arms and shoulders were all smashed to pieces by Jiang Li. Even if they are repaired, there will be hidden dangers. It will be difficult for the martial arts to advance to a higher level.
"But I have replaced all the broken bones in his body into the bones of a martial artist in the Divine Transformation Realm. He only needs to be warmed and raised for half a month according to my secret method and medicine, Murong Wen. Not only can he be used like an arm, it will be completely harmless, but his strength will also be greatly increased!"
"It's a pity that if this happens, it will be much more difficult for my second brother to advance to the Holy Realm in the future!"
Jiang Xinbai sighed, her eyes wandered, and just when she was about to say something, her expression suddenly changed, her chest sank, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of her mouth.
"Sister Xinbai, what's wrong with you!"
Murong Heng was very anxious when he saw this and hurriedly stepped forward to help him.
"Xinyu was injured!" Jiang Xinbai looked worried, looking far away to the west.
"How is this possible? Sister Xinyu is a master of Taoism in the realm of divine objects. She possesses a sect's magic weapon and is followed by my Murong family's warrior servants. How could she be injured!"
Murong Heng said in confusion: "Who in the Great Zhou Dynasty is so bold as to dare to hurt the daughter of Marquis Zhenwu!"
"Xinyu has been guarding the west gate of Shengjing City for the past few days, waiting for Jiang Li to return to the capital to intercept and kill him. Besides Jiang Li, who else is worthy of her action?"
Jiang Xinbai was also very confused. She wiped the corners of her mouth, and the uneasy feeling in her heart became stronger and stronger. "Brother, we are leaving the city now, and Xinyu may be in trouble!"
"Okay, I'll go get the horse right now!"
Murong Heng nodded, he pulled Jiang Xinbai up, and with a single movement, he swept sixty or seventy meters in one step. After a few jumps, he rushed out of the garden and ran through the high-walled alleys of the Hou Mansion.
"Xinyu!"
However, before the two of them rushed to the Marquis Mansion Racecourse, Jiang Xinbai suddenly let out a shrill scream. Her eyes, nose, ears, mouth... her eyes, nose, ears, mouth... were bleeding, she had a splitting headache, and she passed out directly in Murong Heng's arms.
"Junior sister Xinbai!"
Murong Heng was shocked, and at this moment he also had some guesses in his mind. He squatted on the ground holding Jiang Xinbai, his hand filled with soul power, and pressed it on Jiang Xinbai's forehead.
After a long time, Jiang Xinbai opened her eyes weakly, with tears rolling down her face, heartbroken, "Xinyu was killed, and her soul was destroyed!"
"Xinbai, what happened!"
At some point, a figure as tall as a mountain appeared in the long alley. He walked slowly, as if a mountain stood in front of him, making people look up to him.
"I've met Uncle Jiang Shi!" Murong Heng saluted quickly.
Jiang Xinbai cried out loudly: "Father, Xinyu was killed. Just now, someone completely killed her soul. Xinyu has disappeared from the world!"
"What did you say? Xinyu is dead, and even the soul is dead!"
When Jiang Shirong heard the words, his eyes suddenly condensed, and there were rare fluctuations in the deep eyes that remained unchanged forever. His face gradually became gloomy, and the surrounding air began to solidify.
The originally clear starry sky above the Hou Mansion suddenly became dense with dark clouds, thunder rolled, and the air pressure was horribly low. Even Murong Heng, who was in the Ten Thousand Master Realm, felt difficulty breathing and almost suffocated.
Strong murderous aura suddenly erupted from Zhen Wuhou's burly body, which was like a god and demon, and rushed through the heaven and earth.
Under this overwhelming pressure, Murong Heng felt as small as an ant, while Jiang Shirong in front of him was like a god and demon who ruled the world, with endless pressure behind him.
"Who spoiled my plan? I have put so much effort and hope into Xinbai and Xinyu over the years. Now that Xinyu is dead, my plan has been in vain!"
Jiang Shirong's voice was like a thunderous drum, vibrating in Murong Heng's heart, like the angry collision of an eternal giant beast, and the martial arts will of the Ten Thousand Masters realm was shaken to pieces.
"The Furious Tiger Guards, Yinwuyi, and Bingkeqing are all dispatched to thoroughly investigate the murderer. No matter who killed Xinyu, I will torture him in ten thousand ways until he wants to die!"
Jiang Shirong waved his hand, and in the depths of Zhenwuhou Mansion, countless powerful auras suddenly appeared.
In the horse path, the sound of iron hooves sounded like a sea of thunder. Hundreds of figures wearing tiger-shaped heavy armor galloped out of the gate of Zhenwuhou Mansion and disappeared into the vast night.
There were also many auras that even made Murong Heng feel palpitations, turning into shadows, passing silently across the roof, and disappearing in the blink of an eye.
"Is this the foundation of Zhenwuhou Mansion?"
Murong Heng was amazed in his heart. He lowered his head and looked at Jiang Xinbai who was crying in his arms. His heart was as sharp as a knife, and he felt so sorry and uncomfortable.
"A beautiful couple, one of them died, alas!"
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"Jiang Xinyu and Jiang Xinbai have always been together, inseparable. Since Jiang Xinyu appeared outside Shengjing City, Jiang Xinbai must not be far away. The twins have a tacit understanding, and they are one soul. They must have noticed it at this moment!"
In a stream a hundred miles outside Shengjing City, Jiang Li rode his horse, using the stream to cover his tracks, and thinking about how to deal with it.
Yingyue Villa must not be returned. Once Jiang Shirong learns of Jiang Xinyu's death, he will definitely set up a dragnet to pursue all clues.
Even if there was only one chance in ten thousand, Jiang Li could not take the risk of attracting Jiang Shirong's attention to Yingyue Villa.
It was the place where he secretly accumulated strength, and it was also the foundation for his achievements after entering Beimang.
“Bang bang bang”
The stream gurgled, flowing from top to bottom, and the gentle breeze carried a faint fragrance of sunburn wafting all the way.
Jiang Li reined in his horse and stopped. There were faint flashes of fire in the forest a few miles away, and the sound of fists hitting tree trunks could be heard from time to time.
"The martial arts examination is approaching. The nobles and sect disciples of the twenty-seven provinces will arrive in Shengjing in the next few days. The flames in the mountains and forests should also be martial artists rushing to take the examination!"
Jiang Li looked back in the direction of Shengjing, his eyes flashed slightly, he turned the reins and rode towards the flickering fire.
It can be reached in a matter of seconds after traveling several miles. When the distance is close, the neighing of horses can be heard in the distance.
"Shengjing is really far away. The county government posted a notice. As soon as I heard the news, I packed my bags and hurried on. I traveled day and night. I ran for ten days and I still haven't seen the gate of Shengjing Imperial City!"
"There are thirteen states in the world, excluding the four overseas continents. We, the Great Zhou Dynasty, occupy only three of the nine continents. They are the superior state and the kingdom of the emperor. A horse running for ten days can only reach four of the depths of our great Zhou Dynasty. If it is Yunjing, Nanling Warrior, it will take at least half a month to arrive!"
"Since he succeeded to the throne, His Majesty has opened up trade routes, expanded farming, and strengthened his army. His civil and military skills are comparable to those of Taizu. I have always admired him. But this time, the martial arts competition was too hasty. In such a short period of time, many warriors It’s hard to arrive in time!”
"Soldiers are valuable and quick. The Holy Emperor selected us to fight for the country. If we can't overcome this difficulty, how can we lead troops to conquer and achieve meritorious deeds in the future!"
In the clearing of the forest, four bonfires of different sizes were burning, and each bonfire was filled with warriors who were keeping warm. There were hundreds of people in each forest.
Among them were noble men with rich clothes and arrogant demeanor, sect disciples with sharp eyes and taciturnity, and civilian warriors in rough clothes and short shirts who talked eloquently.
Jiang Li led the maroon horse into the forest clearing. Many looking eyes were shot at him at the same time, some of which were as sharp as swords.
(End of chapter)
