A sword, a sword fell from the sky, like a divine and supreme judgment.
"The Xia Kingdom is gone."
The throne, which symbolized the ruler of China, was smashed into pieces by an indescribable force.
Black Jade Pavilion, Mount Rouge.
Fragrant incense was visible to the naked eye. It was spring outside the pavilion, and birds were singing songs. Colorful clouds formed a lotus in the sky, which was beautiful.
All of these should have made Ji Zhiyuan, who had reached the critical stage of cultivation, more effective. However, it was too peaceful and beautiful, and instead, it outlined the painful memory fragments of her past.
The colorful lotus on her body was faintly blooming, but after reaching this stage, she was always one step away from being interrupted by that hateful memory.
Her thoughts were chaotic, and she could not focus. The colorful lotus immediately dispersed, and the hours of hard work were in vain.
She opened her eyes helplessly, and the memory fragments connected into a complete past. The hatred in her heart was clearer and stronger than ever.
"I must kill you!"
She swore silently, but in her heart, she thought of those life and death situations. He was also her support at the critical moment, which made her seemingly strong but actually weak heart calm down.
When did she start to rely on him?
Despicable and shameless person, he took advantage of this trust and destroyed countless efforts of the ancestors. It was really hateful. If she did not take revenge, she would not be the successor of the Ji Clan.
She expressionlessly walked to the desk, laid out the paper, and ground the ink. As if to show her determination, she picked up the brush and wrote on the paper.
During the process, she wrote and stopped, frowned and pondered, but finally, she finished a 'letter of challenge'.
"So Zhikite can write lyrics."
A gentle voice suddenly sounded in her ear. She was shocked, and the paper in her hand was already taken away.
"Let me see, the bright moon has existed since ancient times, watching people play alone in autumn, gradually thinning. The candle is warm and the wine is burning, the sorrow of parting lingers in the heart, but still a few words of disdain, can't we go on a three-day trip … "
"Hill Master," she smiled bitterly at the beautiful woman who was holding the paper and reading, "Please stop!"
The beautiful woman was about thirty years old. She had a pair of watery peach blossom eyes and a beauty mole on the side of her lips. She was dressed very modestly, but it couldn't hide her graceful figure.
This person was the Mountain Chieftain of Rouge Mountain, Xu Binghua. When she was young, she was also a famous beauty. Now that she was over seventy years old, she still had such good looks. Who knew how many people coveted her?
She raised her eyes to look at Ji Zhiyuan, pursing her lips into a faint smile. "Zhiyuan, your poem is so contradictory. You make yourself look pitiful, as if you've been abandoned, yet you pretend to be disdainful. Are you trying to tell the other party that I'm the one who abandoned you, not the other way around?"
As usual, Ji Zhiyuan did not show his emotions. He said calmly, "It has to end eventually. I don't want to drag it any longer."
"Which heartless man actually made the number one beauty of the Jambu Kingdom worry so much?" Xu Binghua glanced at the lower part of the poem and returned it to Ji Zhiyuan.
Ji Zhiyuan hurriedly rolled it up and put it away. "I was just about to bid farewell to the Mountain Chieftain."
Seeing that he was unwilling to say, Xu Binghua did not force him. She smiled and said, "Are you going to look for the little handmaiden called Yue 'er? She's been gone for a few days. "
"Yes, but I still want to return to the human world," Ji Zhiyuan said.
"Giant Deer Realm?" Xu Binghua was finally surprised.
"Yes," Ji Zhiyuan said.
"Why are you in such a hurry?" Xu Binghua said, "I know you're the Lord, but the Giant Deer Realm is in chaos. You've been out for a long time, so it's not surprising that your territory has been invaded. It's better for you to stay on Rouge Mountain and continue your cultivation."
"I appreciate Mountain Chieftain's kindness." Ji Zhiyuan said, "If I leave early, although their lives are difficult, it's not to the extent that they can't live. Now that I've made a start, if I leave again, it'll be unbearable. "
"You have this intention, which shows your noble nature. Isn't staying behind to resist the invasion of the Demon Realm the most important thing now?" Xu Binghua still did not give up.
"Look at the small to see the big picture. If I can't even handle a small matter, it'll be hard for me to take on a big responsibility." Ji Zhiyuan was not swayed. "Mountain Chieftain, don't try to persuade me anymore. I've already made up my mind."
"Sigh, what a good child. I still want to get closer to you."
Xu Binghua sighed and grabbed Ji Zhiyuan's hand. "Then I won't keep you anymore. If there's any danger, always remember that you're a disciple of Lotus Seat."
"I understand."
… …
When Young Master Yuan came ashore, he heard the screams coming from Xiaoyang Hill. Looking from afar, Xiaoyang Hill was covered by a yellow sand cloud, and he could not see the situation inside. But the screams that rose and fell were enough to outline the situation.
His chest was suddenly filled with anger. "What a bastard, how dare you wreak havoc in Sword Province. I think you're tired of living!"
The unique characteristic of Yi Jian Peak's technique was killing intent. There was nothing better than anger to gather the nutrients for killing intent.
He stomped on the ground with both of his feet, and with a "bang", his entire body shot out like a sharp sword that was unsheathed. He flew over ten feet before landing on the ground. Then, he stomped again and flew another ten feet. After doing this for a few times, he arrived at the entrance of the small town.
At this moment, he finally saw the situation clearly. He saw a golden-haired young man sitting on top of the sand cloud in the air. He casually waved his hands, and wherever the wind and sand passed, it would turn into a desolate land of decay. The townspeople tried to escape, but as soon as they touched the sand cloud that enveloped the outside of the wall, they would immediately turn into dried corpses. Thus, they could only flee in all directions in despair.
The other one was even more terrifying. He was a fatty who had a bottomless pit in his stomach. He could eat half a person in one bite. He was like a wild dog that chased after the panicking crowd. Whenever he caught someone, he would open his mouth wide and chew on it. Fresh blood splattered everywhere. After a while, he would swallow it into his stomach. He would catch and eat again, but his stomach did not seem to fill up.
Turning into a dried corpse was something that happened in an instant. Being eaten alive was a nightmare.
Many townspeople who could not escape simply clenched their teeth and committed suicide by crashing into the sand cloud to avoid becoming nourishment for the monster.
"Boy, you dare!"
Yuan Shaogang's eyes were about to pop out of their sockets. With a roar, his entire body crashed into the yellow sand cloud like a flying sword.
The golden-haired young man cast a sidelong glance and smiled evilly and coldly. "Here comes a fool. You don't even recognize your Grandpa Fu Jian?"
As soon as his voice fell, there was a loud "boom". The yellow sand cloud that enveloped Xiaoyang Mound suddenly shook violently. However, it did not break and blocked Yuan Shaogang's all-out attack.
Yuan Shaogang, who was sent flying, forcefully suppressed his restless qi and blood. He widened his eyes and stared at the yellow sand cloud in disbelief. His sword could even split a mountain, but it could not break a mere small formation. Instead, he was slightly injured.
"Hehe, you fool." The golden-haired young man, who was Fu Jian, smiled evilly. "Don't you know that Grandpa Fu Jian is growing every day? Even your human language is almost mastered. Can you recognize the foreign accent?"
"Stop!"
Yuan Shaogang was furious. Just as he was about to attack again, he was stopped by a voice.
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