Old Hei looked at the corpses all over the ground. His excitement had long turned into sorrow. The corpse belonged to the Leo King's child, his young master, but he had died without a complete corpse. Bai Xing had attacked with hatred, naturally showing no mercy. But did he have to seek revenge on her? He knew why Yan Li had asked him to stay. One was to collect the corpse, and the other was to take care of the unconscious Huang Shaoyu.
With a sorrowful heart, he pieced Yu Qiuyu's corpse together. The troops from the Greenwood Corps had also arrived. Under his orders, they found a coffin shop nearby and bought a top-grade coffin made of gold-threaded nanmu. They helped Yu Qiuyu change into clean clothes and temporarily left him in the coffin shop. They left about 20 men to guard him, then led his subordinates to carry the unconscious Huang Shaoyu away. After all, the war had not ended. The real problem was the palace.
The owner of the coffin shop was an old man surnamed Dong. He was from Westridge Village in the White Tiger Territory. When he was young, he had a nickname called Ballsy Dong. There were many mines in Westridge, and foreigners often came here to work. How could there be no accidents? The dead miners were thought to have angered the mountain gods. No one was willing to touch the corpses for fear of offending the mountain gods and suffering the same punishment. Thus, there appeared the "corpse carriers" who carried the corpses back to their hometown. When Old Dong was young, he was the best "corpse carrier" in Westridge. That was how the nickname Ballsy Dong came about. He dared to do things that ordinary people did not dare to do, and he did it the best. Naturally, he made a lot of money. When he was old and could no longer carry the corpses, he took his savings and came to Tianjing. He opened this coffin shop to pass his days.
Although people get more muddle-headed as they get older, the older they get, the more indifferent they become to matters of life and death. Old Man Dong was especially bold. He didn't take the matter of a dismembered corpse to heart at all.
Old Dong was bold. Even though there was a storm of blood outside, it did not stop him from opening a shop to earn money. However, such a bold old man suddenly turned pale with fright. It was as if his soul had left his body. He pointed at the coffin and trembled for a long time before saying, "He, he …"
The people Blackie left behind were all elites of the Greenwood Corps. They had roamed the Jianghu for so many years and had seen countless strange things, so they didn't care about the old man's abnormality. The leader, a strong man surnamed Qiu, laughed and said, "Old man, you were so calm when you saw us just now. I thought you were a dead man after all. Why are you only afraid now?"
Dong Geezer was so anxious that his face turned green and then white. "Ghost … ghost …"
"Let me see what the ghost looks like."
Same. " The burly man surnamed Qiu sneered and turned his head to look. His smile suddenly froze on his face like an ice sculpture, and his face turned pale. His subordinates noticed his abnormality and also turned their heads to look. They saw that the lid of the coffin placed in the corner had been opened, and the dismembered body inside had actually sat up. The only part of the face that could be clearly seen was a dark blue, and a pair of eyes had turned as black as the abyss. Tears of blood were dripping from the eyes. Seeing this situation, these outlaws who licked blood on the edge of a knife couldn't help but feel a chill run down their spines, and their scalps tingled.
"Second Young Master?" The man surnamed Qiu tried to sound out the situation as he signaled for his subordinates to spread out and not approach the corpse, lest they be infected by some corpse poison.
Yu Qiuyu was the Lion King's adopted son and Huang Shaoyu's sworn brother, so it wasn't wrong for them, the Lion King's old subordinates, to call him Second Young Master.
Yu Qiuyu slowly turned his neck to look at the person who had spoken. Then, he actually spoke, but his voice was indescribably rough and hoarse. "What happened?"
The burly man surnamed Qiu was startled, but soon realized that even Yu Qiuyu himself didn't know what had happened, so he said, "We saw Second Young Master die with our own eyes. Boss Hei had put your body back together in the coffin, and no one had touched it. Why don't you let me examine your body?" As he said this, he walked over. Because Yu Qiuyu still retained his consciousness, he had dispelled half of his wariness. But the moment he got close to Yu Qiuyu, there was a flash of sword light, and his head had already fallen to the ground.
"Boss Qiu!" His subordinates cried out in shock, then they all drew their weapons and charged at Yu Qiuyu. Yu Qiuyu's face was filled with confusion. "No … I …" The Thirteen Obelisks in his hand didn't stop. With a 'xiu xiu xiu' sound, only Dong Dadan was left standing in the coffin shop.
"It's a pity that this excellent puppet has lost its limbs, and its soul has also been lost. Its strength is much weaker than when it was alive."
Suddenly, a bell-like laughter rang out from the beam. The laughter was filled with the youthful vigor of a young girl, causing one to feel the scent of spring onions. But the content of the words made Dong Dadan shudder. When he raised his head, he saw a beautiful young girl sitting on the beam, smiling like a flower as she spoke. Beside her stood a bald man who was also grinning from ear to ear.
"It's still not enough to deal with Yan Li, but it's enough to disgust him.
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Vulture leapt down while speaking. Before Elder Dong could beg for forgiveness, a strand of fission force already tore him in half.
Yu Qiuyu originally didn't know why he was like this. Now, he understood. The Thirteen Obelisks were moving, but it was all in his imagination. In reality, there were several soul threads firmly restraining him. Not only could he not move according to his own will, even his right to speak was seized.
The Puppet King jumped down, saying to Yu Qiuyu with a giggle, "Yu Jianzi, hello there! I've long heard of your great name, worthy of being that bastard Feng Jiu's junior brother. There really aren't many people in this world who dare draw their swords against Li Ku. Look at that heartless and unscrupulous fellow disciple of yours. You treated him with sincerity, willing to risk your life for him, but not only did he not help you get revenge, he even casually tossed your corpse away, running to save your enemy. I know you definitely hate him after seeing his true face, I also hate him to death. Why don't we join hands and give that fella a pleasant surprise? "
Yan Li originally could have stopped Yu Qiuyu, he also knew that as long as he took action, there was no way Yu Qiuyu would die, he had this strength and confidence. However, he couldn't stop him, because doing so meant denying Yu Qiuyu's stubbornness, denying Yu Qiuyu's stubbornness, which also meant denying everything he was doing right now. Before doing anything, one had to establish a goal, and then only with firm conviction could they carry it through to the end, let alone the fact that what Yan Li was doing wasn't a small matter, it could be said to be a major matter among major matters. Compared to this, destroying the Five Elements Court was simply a small matter.
Yu Qiuyu was already dead, this was an unchangeable fact. He couldn't let anything happen to Li Ku. Although Li Ku was ambushed and seemed to be dying, as long as he was not dead, he had to save him.
He didn't expect that Honored Consort Zhi would escape to the Imperial Palace. The magnificent red palace walls showed the majesty of the Dragon Emperor Holy Dynasty, but at this moment, none of the guards who usually guarded the palace gates were there. The palace gates were wide open, and in the silence, there was a great horror, like that of an ancient beast choosing its prey to devour people. The clouds and mist dragons hovering above the Imperial Palace fully showed the characteristics of a dangerous place. Even so, although he knew that Honored Consort Zhi was inviting him into a trap, he still had to be fooled without hesitation.
In life, it was inevitable to encounter some crises occasionally, but crises were usually accompanied by opportunities. As long as one dealt with them well, it was not impossible to win.
Honored Consort Zhi's inviting him into a trap might be inviting a wolf into the house.
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