Feng Yi Yang was like most men. He could not forget what he could not get. Now that there was Li Zhengjun, he felt even more threatened.
Among all the beauties he had met, Countess Shuang Xia was not the prettiest, but she was the most seductive. She would tell you that she had a motive for getting close to you. She wanted to make use of you, but she would create a poison-like attraction that would make you fall for her.
The reason why she was so captivating was because she would always give you some benefits, but she wouldn't give you more. She would always make your heart be led by her, and you would try to seek more.
"I just want you to stay with me," he finally said.
Ji Yushan's expression changed. She knew that Feng Yi Yang had been lusting after her body for a long time. He had failed many times, and the more this went on, the worse it would get. She said calmly, "Senior Brother Feng, this is strictly forbidden by Father. If he finds out, he will break my legs."
Feng Yi Yang could no longer be satisfied with his hands. He wanted to kiss her, but she held him down and pulled him away. She walked to the guardrail and said in a mournful voice, "Once Father dies, King Jing's Palace will fall apart. The three of us will become homeless ghosts. Even if we return to the sect, we will be looked down upon. If that is the case, why don't we rot along with King Jing's Palace …"
"Junior Sister …"
Feng Yi Yang knew that her words could not be trusted. She would only feel insecure if she returned to the sect without anyone to rely on. However, this touched the soft spot in his heart. Half of it was pity, and the other half was like a drug that he could not stop.
However, as the First Seat of the Mystic God Sect, he was naturally not someone to be trifled with.
He held Ji Yushan's hand and caressed it gently. "Don't worry, I will take care of this until the end. But you have to promise me that after King Jing's Palace escapes this disaster, you will not use any excuses to evade me. I only want you."
Ji Yushan's eyes became misty. "Then, then Senior Brother Feng must always help me …"
"Of course," Feng Yi Yang said.
Ji Yushan moaned and buried her head in his chest, making a choking sound. After a while, she raised her head again and said, "Senior Brother, you said you have a way to make that little thief submit. What is it?"
Feng Yi Yang laughed and said, "You're the one who's closely involved. What does the little thief count as? It doesn't matter to him. The Jiangbei River Valley bandits had been taken care of by King Jing. With the Lion King as their leader, all of them had come to help. It was evident that King Jing's kindness towards them was as heavy as a mountain. That Yu Qiuyu still cherishes his reputation. If his adoptive father were to invite him, would he dare to refuse? "
"Senior Martial Brother, are you referring to having Huang Batian invite him?" Ji Yushan realized.
"That's right." Feng Yi Yang smiled.
Without saying a word, Ji Yushan went to the courtyard where Huang Batian and his son were staying.
Since Huang Shaoyu was nowhere to be seen, Huang Batian naturally didn't dare to slight him. He politely invited him in and sat down before saying, "Princess Shuang Xia has come to visit. Did my good-for-nothing son do something outrageous?"
Ji Yushan smiled and said, "Brother Shaoyu only has an unforgiving mouth, so it can't be considered outrageous. However, Uncle Huang, your niece has been immersed in the path of the sword recently. I really want to find a master to guide me. I heard that Yu Jianzi and Brother Shaoyu are very close, so I wanted to ask for your help. Who knew that he would suddenly leave in a bad mood. Your niece is terrified and doesn't know what she said wrong. That's why I came to ask Uncle Huang for guidance. "
Her words were incomparably impressive. Not only did she point out the cause and effect, she even clearly stated the purpose of her visit.
As the leader of the Lulin people, Huang Batian had hundreds of subordinates under him. How shrewd and ruthless was he? He understood immediately. However, it was precisely because he understood too well that his expression changed several times. How could he not know the outcome of going up against Li Ku? If he dragged Yu Qiuyu into this, it would only implicate him.
"This …" He hesitated and said, "Perhaps I don't want to implicate him."
Ji Yushan still maintained her smile and said, "I'm just asking for guidance on the path of the sword, how could I implicate him? It's fine if Brother Shaoyu isn't willing. Why don't you ask Uncle Huang to write a letter and invite Yu Jianzi to stay for two days at King Jing Palace? "
Huang Batian's expression changed greatly. He instinctively wanted to refuse, but he saw that Ji Yushan's eyes were misty as she said with grief, "I heard from Brother Shaoyu that Fourth Uncle passed away due to an old illness. Even before he passed away, he didn't forget about father's safety. Your niece is grieving and empathizing with him. I am truly worried as well. If something bad happens to father, where will our family go?"
Even though Huang Batian was shrewd and ruthless, his loyal nature was his weakness. Right now, he was directly hit in the soft spot. He actually couldn't say any more words of refusal.
Ji Yushan's expression was resolute. She continued, "That is why your niece has decided that even if it is insignificant, I will still cultivate a stronger path of the sword and fight for the future of King Jing Palace." She then knelt down on the spot. "I beg Uncle Huang to introduce me!"
"Princess, you definitely can't do that!" Huang Batian turned pale with fright, hurriedly helping her up. Even though he knew that Ji Yushan's words did not have much credibility and even sounded a little ridiculous, this kneeling had hit his soft spot.
There were many things in this world that you knew about but could not change. This was the so-called fate.
"I will write it." He sighed dejectedly as if he had aged ten years in an instant.
Ji Yushan's lips curled into a triumphant smile. She lightly said, "Then I will have to trouble you, Uncle Huang. Your niece will take her leave." She then left.
"Father, are you really going to write it?" Huang Shaoyu walked out in disbelief. He widened his eyes at the man he had admired since he was young. He saw how his father's straight back had been crushed by his so-called loyalty.
Huang Batian had already ordered someone to bring a brush, ink, paper, and inkstone.
He did not read many books and did not know how to hold a brush. Rather than saying that he was writing a letter, it would be more accurate to say that he was drawing a picture of an injured she-wolf. In this world, only Yu Qiuyu could understand it.
He packed the letter and ordered his servants to send it out immediately. Only then did he look at Huang Shaoyu and said, "I'm just asking for advice on the path of the sword, nothing much."
"You actually believe that?" Huang Shaoyu was very agitated. He shouted, "She obviously wants to use her relationship with Qiuyu to help her guard King Jing Palace. You, you've gone senile!"
"Qiuyu is not an idiot. Why would she be used so easily?" Huang Batian was furious. The veins on his forehead pulsed. "How dare you talk to your father like that!"
"You're harming him!" Huang Shaoyu shouted without a care. "Qiuyu is your child. Didn't you say that even if a wolf starves to death, it won't hurt its own child? Huang Batian, you disappoint me! "
Slap!
Huang Batian suddenly dashed over and slapped Huang Shaoyu to the ground.
"You, you hit me!" Huang Shaoyu clenched his teeth and covered his face. He had been hit many times since he was young. However, this time, his chest was not filled with grievance, but disappointment and anger. He stood up and turned to leave.
"Where are you going? Stop right there!" Huang Batian shouted.
"I don't have a father like you!" Huang Shaoyu turned back and stared coldly at him. Then, he walked away without looking back.
Huang Batian's face paled. He felt dizzy and involuntarily took a few steps back. Sitting on a chair, his majestic figure became even more stooped.
…
It took another few days to travel from Northern Tang to King Wei. Zuo Qianmu and Xia Xiangkun naturally could not be let go. They were all staked on the flying swords, so it took even more time.
Yan Li already felt the inconvenience of not having a stronghold. He thought about many things, but in the end, his thoughts were overshadowed by the safety of Li Xiang Jun and the others.
His last hope came from Shen Wanzhou.
Shen Wanzhou was extremely powerful. If not for him, the others would not have any hope of escaping.
The quicksand could trap others, but it might not be able to trap him.
His initial decision was extremely correct. Fortunately, Shen Wanzhou needed a place to stay. Otherwise, he would not have been so childish.
He was no stranger to the Great Desert. After leaving the waterway, he could only walk. Because he was escorting two people, his progress was slow.
Countless days passed by. From extreme heat to extreme cold, day and night alternated. Fu 'er finally could not take it anymore and fell ill. The little girl had never suffered so much. Even when she was reduced to a beggar, she still had food to eat and a good night's sleep. After entering the desert, she could not fall asleep even when it was time to sleep. She spent most of her time on Yan Li's back.
What was worse was that they met bandits along the way. Some of them seemed to be Xia Xiangkun's accomplices. They were still searching for traces of the survivors of Swallow Dock. The news of their arrival must have reached the ears of some people.
No matter how worried Yan Li was, he could not ignore Fu 'er's life. He could only stop at the Wizard of Oz and find an inn to settle down. He went to find a doctor and let Yan Shiyi stay behind to watch over her.
At night, he finally coaxed the little girl to sleep and went to another room.
"How is it?" Yan Shiyi asked.
Yan Li said, "It's more stable. The doctor said it's dehydration and needs time to recuperate. Granny Passion Flower is no longer here. We can't find anyone to take care of her. We can't move for now. "
"I'll go," Yan Shiyi said.
Yan Li shook his head and walked to a corner. He grabbed Zuo Qianmu's shirt and lifted him up, slapping him awake.
"What, what are you doing …" Zuo Qianmu's eyes widened.
"You two can't be randomly pointing the way in order to lure people here to kill us, right?" Yan Li said half-jokingly, but the killing intent in his eyes was extremely frightening.
"No, how could we dare!" Zuo Qianmu said carefully. "My life is in your hands … Those people must have been left behind by the Cao Gang. They are powerful and have many people … If the two of us knew this day would come, wouldn't we have fled long ago?"
"How much longer until we get there?" Yan Li asked.
"Do you know of the Ancient Immortal Town?" Zuo Qianmu asked.
"I do," Yan Li said.
"After we reach the Ancient Immortal Town, we'll be there in a few hundred kilometers." Zuo Qianmu said from memory, "They're really good at escaping. We only managed to follow them by using special methods."
Yan Li sketched in his mind. A few hundred kilometers behind the Ancient Immortal Town, wasn't that the place where they killed the King of the Desert? This person probably wasn't lying. Otherwise, an ambush would have appeared long ago. Why would they need to lure them to the depths before attacking? It wouldn't be convenient for them either.
Moreover, there was a small oasis there. If they were still alive, they should be hiding there.
Thinking of this, he gave Yan Shiyi a look. When they were outside, he said, "I'll go check it out immediately. If there are no results, I'll come back. Our priority is to save Chaoyang."
Yan Shiyi frowned. He was about to say something when a cold light flashed in his eyes. "There's someone."
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