"What's wrong?" Meng Fuyao jumped in fright and rushed to help her up. Although Zhuzhu was mischievous and lively, she was actually independent and had never lowered her head to anyone before. Today, however, she had thrown herself at Meng Fuyao with a heart-wrenching plea. What exactly had happened to make this strong and proud little princess so anxious?
Ya Lanzhu continued to cry, leaning on Fuyao's shoulder. Fuyao's clothes were soon drenched, and she could not help but feel pity for her. She patted her shoulder gently and said, "Zhu Zhu, don't worry. No matter what happens, I'll help you …"
Ya Lanzhu grunted. After crying for a while, she seemed to sober up a little. Raising her eyes, she said, "… I … I actually don't know what happened, but I saw … saw the palace being attacked … saw Father King and Mother Empress …" She suddenly stopped, as if unable to continue and as if afraid to speak. The rims of her eyes reddened.
Meng Fuyao raised her head and thought for a while. She thought about how she had fallen off the cliff, how Ya Lanzhu had been forced to jump off the cliff, and how she had "seen" the chaos in the Faqiang royal court. She had a vague feeling that there was a connection between the two events. However, the whole thing was like the silent Huai Mountain, hidden behind the clouds and mist halfway up the mountain. For the time being, she could not see the whole picture.
After venting her anger, Ya Lanzhu calmed down a little. She turned her eyes and suddenly saw Yun Hen, who had caught up with her. He still had the peach wood token that he had picked up earlier hanging on his waist. The moment Ya Lanzhu saw the token, her eyes were fixed on it, and she suddenly pounced on it to pluck it. Yun Hen was startled by her action and quickly removed it in a flurry. Ya Lanzhu carefully touched the peach wood token and murmured, "This is the life token of our Faqiang warlock. It condenses the essence of a warlock's life techniques. Unless he loses his life, it will not fall into the hands of others. Where did you get it?"
After Yun Hen explained, Ya Lanzhu sat in a daze. After a while, she said in a low voice, "Burn dang … burn dang!"
She grabbed the peach wood token and exerted force, turning it into ashes. A pile of black ash fell. Ya Lanzhu looked carefully at the color and shape of the ash and murmured, "Evil death!"
She shook her head. "The Three Great Courts all have their own secret techniques. For royal children like us, who are born with a soul technique to preserve a portion of our true souls, high-level sorcerers and sorcerers have countless ways to make us fall silently. But no matter what method they use, they must first obtain our Pearl of the True Soul. The location of the Pearl of the True Soul is the greatest secret of every royal family. Once it is breached, the entire royal family will be destroyed. That's why I was so anxious … My true soul being controlled by someone means that the Court is in trouble."
"But you don't look like you're completely controlled. At the very least, the person who touched your True Soul Pearl doesn't seem to have any ill intentions towards you."
At the very least, the person who touched your Pearl of the True Soul doesn't seem to have any ill intentions. "Ya Lanzhu looked up at the sky and thought for a while. She shook her head in confusion. Meng Fuyao held her hand and said," Don't think about it. You will know everything when we go back. "
Ya Lanzhu grunted and looked at Zhan Beiye with teary eyes. Zhan Beiye immediately turned around and said, "Don't worry. With us around, there will be no reason for you to be bullied."
In Meng Fuyao's heart, this was a good statement. It would have been perfect if he had removed the word "us". It would have been even better if he had focused his gaze on the other party. Unfortunately, before she could open her mouth, Zhan Beiye's gaze had already landed on her face. His words were still directed at Ya Lanzhu. "Even if it's for Fuyao's sake, there is no reason for me to not care about you."
Ya Lanzhu's gaze dimmed. Meng Fuyao looked at her worriedly, but she quickly calmed down and even smiled. She bowed slightly to Zhan Beiye. "No matter what, thank you, Your Majesty."
Meng Fuyao was silent, her heart aching for Zhuzhu. Although Zhuzhu seemed to be flamboyant, she had always understood the big picture. Now that she was facing a crisis for her family, the gains and losses of personal love were temporarily put aside. Seeing Zhuzhu endure silently and force a smile, Meng Fuyao felt a sense of loss.
Who had touched her Zhuzhu?
Who dared to touch her little princess who lived a colorful life and chased after men on the streets?
Drag her out and beat her to death!
= =
After traveling for three days, they neared Royal City.
Faqiang Royal City's name was Gale, but it was said that it was originally called Xiang City. Many years ago, a ferocious sea beast appeared in the Fufeng Inner Sea's Lake E, killing many people and causing tsunamis. The three Royal Families of Fufeng bordered the inner sea, especially Faqiang, which had the largest bordering area. Later on, Gale, who was ranked fifth among the Ten Strongest, came from the north on a boat and killed the sea beast, saving the lives of many people along the coast. In gratitude, Faqiang renamed Royal City Gale.
Meng Fuyao found this legend rather strange. After thinking for a while, she asked, "A boat came from the north? Which north? "
"North of the Lake E, the Sea of Despair," Ya Lanzhu replied. Ya Lanzhu replied, "This is also a legend. The Absolute Domain is north of Devil Island in the Lake E, and it is said to be deep into the Qiong Cang Mainland. However, it is extremely dangerous, and no one from the three Royal Families of Fufeng has ever dared to cross Devil Island, let alone the Absolute Domain. But that year, a boatman who was fishing for pearls near Devil Island saw with his own eyes that the boat that Senior Gale was on came from the direction of the Absolute Domain Sea Valley."
Meng Fuyao's eyes lit up, and she let out a meaningful "Oh". Zhangsun Wuji suddenly said, "Gale might not have come from the Absolute Domain. It is possible that the fishermen were wrong. The Absolute Domain Sea Valley is really a place of no return. It is not a place that can be safely crossed by martial arts."
Meng Fuyao giggled. Zhangsun Wuji glanced at her and said in a low voice, "You promised me that you wouldn't go to the Qiong Cang alone …"
"Huh?" Meng Fuyao put on a dazed expression and looked around with a blank expression.
"Have you forgotten? Oh, let me remind you. When you first entered the Fufeng realm, under the moonlight, beside the stream, on the top of a tree, you were in my arms … "Zhangsun Wuji was not angry at her shamelessness, and his voice became louder and louder.
The gazes of the surrounding people immediately swept over. Yun Hen seemed to be deep in thought, Zhan Bei Ye was suspicious and gloomy, Lei Dong … Lei Dong had dragged the treasures he had found, and from the looks of it, he seemed to be in a hurry, as if he had some appointment to keep.
"Oh!" Meng Fuyao immediately replied loudly. "Yes!"
The Crown Prince revealed a 'good …' expression.
Meng Fuyao was resentful. As the saying went, when the righteous rose one foot, the evil rose ten. No matter how high, the Crown Prince was the highest.
Zhan Beiye looked at Meng Fuyao, but in his heart, his master's instructions before he left were still going through his mind. 'You have to be steady, accurate, and ruthless. When it is necessary, you can use underhanded methods, and you can be shameless.'
The old man laughed proudly. "That was how I married your master's wife. Back then …"
Zhan Beiye immediately kicked his master away. If he really told him about how he had pestered his master to marry his master's wife, it would be enough for him to walk from Fufeng back to the Han Empire.
Although he had kicked away the nagging old man, Zhan Beiye was trying hard to recall how his master had asked his master to marry his master's wife. He seriously wanted to learn from it about how to woo a woman, but after thinking for a long time, he felt that it was not practical.
His master's wife did not like to fight, and Meng Fuyao was like a convulsion when she fought.
His master's wife was very virtuous, and Meng Fuyao did not know what virtuous was.
His master's wife was good with words, and could talk from scholars and beauties to romance. Meng Fuyao was also good with words, and could talk from murder and arson to the Jade Heart Sutra.
His master's wife was good at planning, and could manage household affairs in an orderly manner. Meng Fuyao was also good at planning, and could manage other people's countries into her own pocket.
His master's wife was a lioness, and if his master looked at another woman, she would chase him down three streets with a knife. Meng Fuyao was also a lioness, and could not wait to roar at Zhan Beiye to Ya Lanzhu's Hexi every day.
Zhan Beiye thought for a long time, and felt that Meng Fuyao could not be judged by the standards and experience of a normal woman. He could only start from the beginning and explore step by step.
As for her heart … Zhan Beiye glanced at her. 'She likes what she likes, I'll stick to mine.'
It was not Zhan Beiye's style to give up halfway due to setbacks.
But he disdained to force her.
He did not force her, and he did not pursue her.
'I only want you to see me.'
Meng Fuyao did not know what the Battle Emperor was thinking. She only looked at Gale City, bathed in the sunset. The architectural style here was different from other countries. It was a little like ancient Islam. The city walls were not high, and the houses were brightly colored. The roads were straight and simple, and the entire city was divided into many sections like dried tofu. Each section had a different color: yellow, green, black, and brown. The palace in the center of the city was white.
"The yellow houses are for monks, the green houses are for sorcerers, the black houses are for sorcerers, and the brown houses are for commoners who have not learned any special techniques." Ya Lanzhu gave a simple introduction. "Fufeng is a country with a clear hierarchy. This hierarchy does not refer to one's status, but rather their role in daily life. Monks, sorcerers, and sorcerers are all highly respected in Fufeng. The monks' Buddha Light Dharma, the sorcerers' healing and venomous arts, the sorcerers' soul arts, and so on all have their own strengths. Their status is determined by their abilities."
"Which one is the most powerful?"
"It's not about which one is the most powerful, but which one is the most powerful." Ya Lanzhu smiled. "For example, a hundred years ago, the Starry Sky Sorcerers were famous in Fufeng, and the sorcerers became the upper class. Ten years ago, the Witch Fei Yan was born, and the three races gave her the name of Shen Kong. Sorcerers now occupy most of the positions in the three royal courts."
"I've met Fei Yan once, and I often hear about her, but I don't know much about her. Do you?" Meng Fuyao was curious.
"No one in the world understands her." Ya Lanzhu shook her head. "Ten years ago, when the Tarbubu Holy Maiden passed away, she was the successor. Coincidentally, there was a strange phenomenon in the Erhai that year. Many people died in the sea, and she was the one who drove it away. Since then, her status has been rising year by year, and now she's revered by the three races. In Fufeng, the history of the upper class is kept secret to prevent others from taking advantage of it. After all, there are too many capable people with special abilities."
Her pitch-black eyes stared at the gradually shrouded Royal City. A trace of worry surfaced in her eyes as she muttered, "I wonder how Father and Mother are doing … Why hasn't anyone contacted me yet?"
"Don't be in a hurry to enter Royal City," Meng Fuyao said as she found a street restaurant to sit down. "Let Yao Xun help you ask around. He's also from Fufeng, and his accent is similar."
After a while, Yao Xun returned. "There haven't been any major changes in the Faqiang Royal Court, except for the appointment of a new Grand Chancellor, Kang Ci, who's in charge of government affairs. It's said that he's very skilled in sorcery and is highly respected, so he's highly trusted and has great power. He's been swift and decisive since taking office, and has already replaced many officials. The King and Queen, as well as the princes and princesses, have not appeared in public for a long time."
"Ah!" Ya Lanzhu let out a cry, tears already rolling down her cheeks. "Father and Mother will definitely … definitely …"
"It might not be that bad." Meng Fuyao patted her shoulder and thought for a while. "Let me ask you a question, Zhuzhu. Fufeng originally had two races, but it's said that at the very beginning, the two races were one. If anyone from Fufeng wanted to merge the three races into one, what would they do?"
Ya Lanzhu pondered for a while. "Actually, the common people of the three races don't really care much about the clan boundary. The key is that once the three great royal races merge into one, who would be willing to submit to someone else? If there is an absolutely powerful and iron-fisted ruler who subdued the three great royal clans and made them bow down to him at the same time, and then opened up the territory to the three clans to marry each other and exchange their economic needs, then after a few years, Fufeng will naturally be merged. "
As she spoke, she suddenly trembled and said in shock, "You mean …"
"Just a guess." Meng Fuyao smiled.
However, when Ya Lanzhu turned to look at Zhangsun Wuji and the others, the expression on their faces clearly indicated that they had the same 'guess'. If these few top political figures of the Seven Nations, experts who had fought through countless political storms, all held the same opinion, it was most likely not far from the truth.
"Let's go to the palace tonight." Meng Fuyao grinned wretchedly. "I've realized that every time I go to a country, the things I do are different, but the palace is something I definitely have to observe …"
= =
On a certain night in the sixth month of the 18th year of the Faqiang Dynasty, the Faqiang Palace suffered the most unreasonable and lawless' visit 'since its establishment …
The guards at the palace first saw a black-robed kid carrying a jar on his back. On his left shoulder was a white furball, and on his right was a golden furball. He walked straight to the gate and asked the guard, "Comrade, may I know how to get to the Grand Chancellor's imperial study?"
The person's tone was calm and his expression was normal. The question was probably the same as asking where the Hindustani family lived next door.
The guards looked at each other and felt that the kid was most likely out of his mind. How noble was the Grand Chancellor? How sacred is the Imperial Palace? How can it tolerate your nonsense?
"Go, go!" The guard reached out to push him. "Where did this lunatic come from? Go home and play!"
He tried to push him, but failed.
That kid looked light as a feather, but when pushed, he was heavy. He stood there as if he had taken root.
The guard was a little uneasy. There were many eccentric people in Fufeng. Could this kid be here to cause trouble? He turned his head and gave a signal. Immediately, a group of guards rushed out from the gate.
"This kid is trying to break into the palace!" The guard pointed at Meng Fuyao. "Stop him!"
Before he could finish his sentence, the guard felt a strong gust of wind in his face. He held his breath as a gust of wind blew past him. In a blink of an eye, a black shadow leaped up and a group of people stood there in a dazzling manner.
Meng Fuyao, the heroine who led the charge, crossed her arms and leaned against the wall. "Knights, the Princess has opened the way for you. Now, everyone can go and save the witch." She gestured with her hands in front of her chest.
The guard stood there and saw a few people floating out from the dark. A man in a light purple brocade robe floated past him like smoke. His body was surrounded by a faint fragrance, and his eyes were as deep as the ocean waters. They seemed to contain everything, but in fact, they only reflected the figure of the black-robed kid.
The man in black and red robe strode over. When he passed by the guard, he casually swung his elbow and delivered a heavy blow. The guard could not scream and curled up into a ball in pain. He heard the man snort coldly, "How dare you push her there … hmph!"
Where? Where? The innocent guard fell into deep thought. Then, he saw the green-robed youth with the Spectral Eyes walking over. Seeing the pained expression on the guard's face, he helped him up. The guard shed tears of gratitude, but before he could stand up and express his gratitude with his eyes, a young girl with a colorful face covered scuttled over and raised her leg to kick him in the shin.
"Traitor!"
The poor guard fell to the ground and was mercilessly stepped on by the little princess's golden boot. Traitor! A traitor who guarded the Prime Minister's door!
The five-person team that visited the palace was in an awl formation with a thick middle and sharp ends. They openly advanced towards the Faqiang palace.
As soon as they entered, three black shadows floated down. They were dressed in loose black robes and had long hair draped over their shoulders.
Meng Fuyao turned to look at Ya Lanzhu, who replied, "I don't know him!"
Meng Fuyao immediately shouted, "Right, release!"
The nine-tailed fox turned around and stuck its butt up. "Poof!"
Green smoke rose, and the aroma assaulted them.
Before the three sorcerers could react, they were hit by the aroma. They hastily held their breaths, but it was too late. They felt dizzy, and heard the black-robed youth shout again, "Left, go!"
The three sorcerers hastily got into position to meet the spell casters head-on. Amidst the green smoke, they could vaguely see that the five people did not move. Before they could react, a white shadow shot over. A 360-degree Horizontal Turn Chain Chop!
I chop! I chop! I chop! "
With a lift of his leg, he chopped down one of them. He raised his claws, which were equipped with Meng Fuyao's latest poisoned nail sheath. Under the moonlight, the claws shone with a blue light, complemented by the shiny front teeth. His sinister gaze was very erotic, very violent, and very demonic.
With two clicks, he scratched one on each side!
Fell.
Finished at the speed of light.
Meng Fuyao praised, "The Golden Pair!"
The nine-tailed fox immediately used its nine tails to tickle its master. It was very gentle and smiled at Lord Ingot.
The arrogant Lord Ingot glanced at the nine-tailed fox and turned his head away with disdain.
How could a noble soul be compared to such a treacherous official?
Where there was competition, there was pressure. Lord Ingot felt the pressure of competition because of the nine-tailed fox, and his fighting spirit was exceptionally high.
Meng Fuyao smiled and patted left and right, stuffing one with jerky and the other with a fruit. Queen Meng was using the method of controlling her subjects to control her pets, but the effect was not very good.
The three sorcerers fell, and a few shadows shot out from the second palace gate. They seemed to be experts in both martial arts and sorcery. In mid-air, they left a trail of greyish-green smoke. Their figures could not be seen amidst the smoke.
Meng Fuyao flew out with a whoosh.
A hurricane was created with a fist as hard as steel — the Meng Family's Pegasus Meteor Fist.
One punch!
In an instant, the wind blew, and smoke rose. The leaves and soil on the ground were whirled into the air by the wind and hit the palace wall. Every leaf created a deep dent in the wall.
The smoke dissipated!
With only one punch, Meng Fuyao completed the process of diluting the three green smokes without any fancy moves.
All that was left was the lingering sound of moaning on the ground.
Their figures fluttered, and the group of five continued to step forward in the same order. Zhangsun Wuji smiled and asked Meng Fuyao, "Did you hurt your fingernails?"
Zhan Beiye was very unhappy. He kicked away the obstacles on the ground. "Fuyao, at least leave one for me."
Yun Hen disarmed the experts who had been kicked into a pile by Zhan Beiye and stepped on all the artifacts that they did not have time to take out.
Ya Lanzhu rubbed her boots on their faces and scolded, "You're too thick-skinned! You're ruining my boots! "
The group of five walked calmly into the Faqiang Palace, waving their hands and sending them off. They smiled gracefully and easily dealt with the palace guards that came rushing at them. At first, Ya Lanzhu was very happy, but she gradually became unhappy. She muttered, "Why is it that this is the first time I've discovered that the guards of my palace are so useless?"
Meng Fuyao looked up at the sky. 'Apart from the firmament, where else can't we go when we're at the level of the Top Ten?' If it wasn't for you, Princess Royal Highness, we wouldn't have needed to come out together. Do we still need to fight with the palace guards at our level?
At the last palace door, Meng Fuyao suddenly stopped. The nine-tailed raccoon on her shoulder cried out.
Ya Lanzhu frowned and said, "Fuyao, be careful."
Meng Fuyao stared at the ground. The shadows on the ground rippled like water. It looked like someone was approaching, but there was no one in front of her.
Just as she was on guard, Zhan Beiye suddenly shouted and slashed with his long sword. A red light flashed, and a short scream was heard in mid-air, followed by a splash of blood.
Ya Lanzhu's body suddenly spun, and she kicked out as if she was flying. Her multicolored skirt spun into a gorgeous flower. A muffled bang rang out, and after a while, the sound of an impact could be heard from the palace wall a few meters away. It sounded like someone had been kicked flying into the wall.
Before the sound of the collision had dissipated, Yun Hen took a step back. The sword light was like water, and from bottom to top, dots of starlight appeared. Each dot of starlight was a dot of blood light. In the void, countless blood beads floated, like a strange painting unfolding in the night.
Apart from Zhangsun Wuji, who was standing with a smile and a finger pointing at the ground, and Meng Fuyao, who had the nine-tailed raccoon on her shoulder, everyone else was attacked at the same time.
Ya Lanzhu kicked out and shouted, "This is the Shadowless Wind Formation! Someone must be controlling it from the dark!"
Just as she finished speaking, a shadow flickered in the dark, like the flickering light of a palace lantern being blown by the wind.
Meng Fuyao had already pounced forward.
Her body swayed in mid-air, drawing a soft arc like a ribbon. In an instant, she flipped over the top of the palace wall in front of her. Her body tilted, and the Heaven Piercing Sword came out from under her ribs. "Cha!"
The sound of the blade accurately piercing through flesh could be heard, but no blood spilled. Meng Fuyao smiled eerily, turned around, and kicked out the Heaven Piercing Sword soundlessly. It flew over, pierced through, and streaked with red!
A few miserable cries rang out at the same time as the sword pierced through a group of grasshoppers.
One of them was very short, probably because he was the last one to escape in time with the lightest injuries. A few drops of blood splashed in midair and spread out rapidly.
"Follow the blood trail!" Meng Fuyao called out. She had already followed, rushing through the five palace gates and heading straight for the main hall, the Holy Spirit Hall.
The Holy Spirit Hall was different from the previous layers of obstructions. It was very quiet, but the silence was enshrouded in a strange atmosphere. It was as if there were countless eyes floating in the darkness, quietly watching the ferocious uninvited guests.
The blood dripped down the jade steps of the hall and suddenly disappeared.
No one knew if it had stopped bleeding or if it had been rescued.
Meng Fuyao stopped and was about to discuss with the people behind her before making a move when Ya Lanzhu suddenly floated out.
This was Fa Qiang's sacred hall. Even if she couldn't find her father and mother, the safety of the other members of the Fa Qiang royal family could be determined from within the secret room of the Holy Soul Hall. Ya Lanzhu anxiously rushed into the hall, shouting, "Father!"
The hall was tall and spacious, but empty. Ya Lanzhu's body flew into the hall like a flag, and she pounced forward in the direction of her parents, whom she had not seen for a long time.
Suddenly, a white sackcloth rolled out from the empty throne.
Soundlessly and without any warning, it appeared out of thin air and instantly appeared on the empty throne, as if it had always been there.
Ya Lanzhu could not control her momentum and pounced on the sackcloth.
In an instant, her body was engulfed in the sackcloth!
As the sackcloth unfolded, the two rows of green lamps in the hall lit up in unison. Then, the sackcloth suddenly retracted.
It was as if a person had suddenly tightened their body, trying to squeeze the object in their arms to death!
A black shadow flashed, and the sound of the wind abruptly increased. Meng Fuyao crashed in.
The moment she entered, she did not have the time to see anything. All she knew was that Ya Lanzhu had disappeared, and there was a sackcloth in front of her. Even a fool would know that there was something wrong with the sackcloth. Without another word, she swung the jar behind her and ruthlessly smashed it.
A wave of bright red splashed out in an instant!
"Swoosh!"
The white sackcloth immediately turned into red sackcloth, emitting hot steam and a fishy smell. The sackcloth twisted and gradually revealed the silhouette of a person. That person seemed to be annoyed by the smell of filth. With a flick of his body, he flicked Ya Lanzhu away.
Meng Fuyao raised her hand and caught Ya Lanzhu, laughing. "What a big sanitary napkin!"
She had brought along the dog blood purely for fun. Ya Lanzhu had once said that there were many types of Fufeng Special Arts, and each had its own taboo. It might not necessarily be effective with dog blood, but it seemed that she had guessed correctly.
The person in front of her snorted angrily, and with a curl of his body, he suddenly disappeared. The next moment, Meng Fuyao felt a chilly wind blowing on her face!
She tilted her head back and retreated thirty feet, dragging Ya Lanzhu along as she left. The hemp-clothed man appeared beside her in a flash, so close that his chest was almost touching her back. She ignored him and watched as the sinister wind was about to hit the back of her head.
Suddenly, a finger stretched out.
It was a jade-white finger, with a jade-white halo at its tip. As it touched the air, it was like touching a pool of water, causing a bright ripple.
The finger pressed down, and a bright white light forced the person in the sackcloth away. At the same time, someone smiled faintly and said, "Don't dirty her."
Meng Fuyao did not look at what was happening behind her. She was at ease leaving it to Zhangsun Wuji. As she ran, she asked Ya Lanzhu in a low voice, "How was it?"
"When you splashed the dog blood, I let Little Blossom in to take a look." Ya Lanzhu bit her lip, looking at the box in her hand that contained her pet insect. Her eyes were already red. "Father's soul lamp is still there, but Mother's … Mother's is already …"
Meng Fuyao was silent. After a while, she let out a long sigh and said, "No matter what … we have to get rid of this person and take back your authority! This should be the newly appointed Prime Minister Kang Che … kill him! "
"How?"
Meng Fuyao laughed sinisterly. She looked at the person in the sackcloth and the palace's sorcerers chasing after her, then raised her head and gestured for Ya Lanzhu to pay attention to the front.
In front of the palace's main gate, the square suddenly lit up with bright lights.
Under the lights, on both sides of the tall trees, there was a couplet floating in the air. It was red with black words, and each word was huge.
First line: Step on the Prime Minister's father.
Second line: Punch Kang Che's mother.
Horizontal line: Prime Minister is X!
Under the lights, a group of officials, sorcerers, and sorcerers, who had been woken up by Meng Fuyao's guards in the middle of the night, were led to the square with sleepy eyes. They stared at the awesome couplet, not knowing what to do as they looked at the chaotic palace.
"Don't you Fufeng people only have strong spells and an outstanding reputation to sit in a high position?" Meng Fuyao bared her teeth, which were as white as a searchlight. "Put up his posters! Hang up his broken shoes! Label him as a rightist! Condemn him as a talent cultivator! Shave his Yin Yang head … fight him! "
— — Digression — —
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The holidays were not over, and there were so many things to do! Clenching their teeth in pain, they could not help but curse …
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