When Shanghai Yaohua heard that Nangong Xue's letter had arrived, his heart was thumping wildly. And then Shen Shiyun's words shattered his hope. Perhaps this letter was forged by someone else, purely to lure Li Yijie into the trap. In other words, Nangong Xue's whereabouts were still unknown. This blow was especially deep, so that he was unwilling to get up and face it.
Prince Fu swept him a glance and shouted, "Get up! Noble Consort Yun Niangniang wants to talk to you, didn't you hear? Who are you pretending to be sick for? It's as if this prince has mistreated you, so you don't need to collapse in front of outsiders! "Shen Shiyun smiled and said," If it is inconvenient for Xiao Wangye, this consort can come another day. But looking at the letter, it seems to have been delivered in a hurry. Perhaps Miss Nangong has something important to ask of you, it would not be good to delay it … "
Shanghai Yaohua's heart was shaken. "That's right," he mused, "Whether it's real or fake, I'll know as soon as I see it. This matter has nothing to do with her, there's no need to play any tricks. "While he was struggling to sit up, his arm was throbbing with pain, so that for a moment he was almost unable to lift it. Shen Shiyun was actually very patient; he handed the letter directly to him.
Shanghai Yaohua took advantage of this moment to quickly swipe his fingertip across the seal. After confirming that no one else had opened it, he felt slightly relieved. He had just unfolded the letter when suddenly a strong smell of blood rushed into his nose. The paper was blood-red, unexpectedly it was a letter written in blood. Immediately he was indescribably shocked and cried out in a low voice, "Ah!" Shen Shiyun and Prince Fu looked on coldly from the side; they did not console him, nor did they ridicule him.
Shanghai Yaohua's heart was beating so fast that it was about to jump out of his mouth. His hands were trembling uncontrollably as he quickly skimmed through the letter, and then read it from the beginning again. After reading it several times, he finally understood the situation. "Xueer, she …" he anxiously said, "She was captured by the Seven Malevolent Demons. This letter says … she asked Li Yijie for help and pointed out the way. There aren't many people in the palace who can be trusted … I … I … foster father, please let me go save her. As long as you're willing to listen to me this time, in the future … "
Shen Shiyun said, "Calm down first. What? Did you see it clearly? Is this really Miss Nangong's handwriting? I know that the Seven Malevolent Demons are crafty and cunning, and they view Lord Li as their number one enemy. They want to get rid of them as soon as possible. Don't tell me they have set a trap for you to fall into first? "
The Shangguan Yaohua had long been frightened by the glaring red color on the paper. Since Nangong Xue's life was in danger, even if she knew it was a trap, she would still jump in without hesitation. He said resolutely, "Speaking of the authenticity of the handwriting, I can't tell at the moment. As long as there's a glimmer of hope, I can't give up. I can't imagine her waiting for help alone in the dark, and her feelings of despair. Let me go alone. The Seven Malefic Demons won't dare to kill me. I promise you, I won't bring a single guard with me. Whether I live or die on this trip, it will all depend on my good fortune. "
Shen Shiyun smiled faintly and said softly, "Young Prince is too polite. If you don't bring any guards and charge into the bandit's lair alone, you'll be courting death. How can that be allowed? Miss Nangong isn't related to you, but you're so affectionate and righteous towards her. This really makes me feel touched. How about this, I'll find some other palace guards to accompany you. They'll be reinforcements, and they can also protect and escort you. Since our Great Qing's Young Prince is personally going, we can't be too shabby, can we? It's just that the authority of each group is scattered, so it'll take some time to unify them. We'll probably have to wait for at least two hours. You should take advantage of this time to recuperate in your room. Your wound can't be left untreated. How about we ask an imperial physician to apply medicine first? "
The Shangguan Yaohua glanced at the tattered official robe he was wearing. It was even worse than a beggar's robe on the streets. However, he clearly knew that Nangong Xue's life was at stake. How could he have the time to act like a rich young master, bathe in incense, and dress up? He carelessly tidied up his hair, making it look even more like a chicken's nest. He resolutely said, "No need. You can wait, but Xueer can't. This injury won't kill him anyway, so let it be. "
Shen Shiyun said, "Young Prince's righteousness is commendable, but you really don't take care of your own body. Oh, this Prince has another idea. You should take two or three imperial guards with you. Let them leave marks along the way, so that others can follow them closely. When you get there, you should first hide on the left side. You'll go in alone. When you give the order, you'll act. Is that alright? "
At this time, the Shangguan Yaohua wholeheartedly wanted to save Nangong Xue. No matter who was able to fulfill this wish, they could be considered his great benefactor. Even Shen Shiyun had completely forgotten his hatred towards her. He was so moved that tears and snot flowed down his face. He wished he could kneel down and kowtow a few times. He bowed deeply and said, "Many thanks for Niangniang's pity. In the future, this subject will definitely be loyal to Niangniang. I will obey your every command and follow your lead! "In his time of crisis, he recognized another master and curried favor with his subordinates. This was the only time he was sincere.
Prince Fu frowned and said, "Niangniang, this …" It was really hard to believe. Based on the Noble Consort Yun's usual style, how could she condone this kind of reckless behavior?
Shen Shiyun smiled faintly and said, "That year Cheng Xiao Wang's family was ruined and his people were killed. This Prince is also responsible. Since we can make up for it a little and let him serve us from now on, what's wrong with that? Wangye, you have a discerning eye for heroes. You must have seen early on that he is a talent. If he can render meritorious service, we can use this opportunity to report to the Emperor and raise his rank. The Seven Demons appear and disappear unpredictably. We have already wrecked his nest. This time we will set up an inescapable net. Let's see how he can escape. You, father and son, have done a great deed for the imperial court. In the future, you will enjoy endless glory, splendor, wealth, and rank. We can discuss anything. "
Prince Fu was in a disadvantageous position in the competition between factions and clans. He had long been hoping to cling onto Shen Shiyun's power and consolidate his position. But he saw that her defense was so tight that not even a splash of water could penetrate. He could not find any loopholes. According to what she said, once this criminal was dealt with, the cooperation could be discussed. Why would he not agree? He pretended to be friendly and said, "Yao Hua, remember to be careful. Don't force yourself."
The Shangguan Yaohua saw that his attitude had changed one hundred and eighty degrees. She knew that he was calculating carefully. On the surface she vaguely thanked him, but in her heart she sneered.
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On the other side of the capital, the martial arts competition in the Yuan Family Manor was about to start. Ever since the original Manor Lord gave the signal, although Li Yijie held his sword horizontally across his chest, he did not dare to make the first move. He thought hard, this was not appropriate, that was not good either. Even he could find a way to break it.
Throughout history, when martial art masters fought, when they stood still, they could defend their whole body. But if they moved slightly, it would be easy for the enemy to take advantage of the situation. This applied to people with similar strength. What's more, he knew that he was inferior to the opponent by a large margin? He saw the original Manor Lord with his hands in his sleeves, his clothes fluttering in the wind, as if he was looking at the scenery. No matter what the opponent did, no matter if it was a threat or not, in his opinion, it was not worth his attention. There was not a single flaw in his defense. All his vital points were exposed. He did not put up any defense.
Li Yijie suddenly thought, "I am afraid he has heard the rumors in Jianghu. He does not understand my strength and misunderstands. It is not surprising. After all, not many people know that I have recently learned a set of internal energy cultivation techniques. I am not the same person as before. He underestimates the enemy too much. If I make my move rashly, the sword has no eyes. I might injure him. Now it is not convenient for me to warn him … Ay, this uncle is rude and unreasonable, but the original Gongzi has always treated me well. No matter how bad our relationship is, the innate affection between father and son cannot be changed … It would be better if I just defend and not attack. I will just endure these ten moves. In any case, my original intention was to ask for help, not to ask for advice in martial arts. "
As soon as he made up his mind, there was a clear whistle. He flipped the sword hilt and made his move. The tip of the sword chopped twice on the side of the original Manor Lord's body, and then circled in front of him. In the Wulin world, when the younger generation fought with the older generation, it meant that he did not mean to be disrespectful to the Manor Lord. He admitted that he was inferior and asked the Manor Lord to be lenient. Even if the original Manor Lord lived in seclusion, his martial arts were all the same. Presumably, he could understand.
Li Yijie had calculated the original Manor Lord's experience, but he did not expect the latter's attitude. On the side, Yuan Yi saw that Li Yijie had given up the initiative and unexpectedly used this move. It was as if he had seen the stupidest thing in the world. He held his forehead with his palm, shook his head and sighed. It seemed that he had already predicted the final result and could not bear to watch.
The original Manor Lord snorted coldly and rolled up his sleeve. Ignoring the sword tip that was swaying back and forth around him, he directly activated his internal energy. A ball of palm energy shot out and shot toward Li Yijie. He thought, "Ignorant junior, when exchanging blows, you should get rid of all distracting thoughts and focus on winning. If you have the slightest intention of giving in, you have already lost half of the battle! The martial arts world is very rigid, this is not the time to be merciful. "
Li Yijie's sword was parted, his middle palace was empty. However, the attack came from the most unfavorable position. In this situation, he had no choice but to lay down, roll on the ground, and somersault to avoid the attack. This disrupted his breathing rhythm. His breathing became very unstable and his chest felt cold. He called out, "The first move!"
The original Manor Lord rushed forward and in a short moment he was in front of Li Yijie. His elbow was raised high and chopped down toward Li Yijie's head. Li Yijie had no choice but to bend his waist and sneak under the original Manor Lord's raised arm. His posture was extremely wretched. After a few moves, he was covered in dirt and grime. He stood up with difficulty and followed suit. His elbow struck toward the original Manor Lord's back. He called out, "The second move!" Yuan Yi sighed. He clenched his fist and hit his forehead repeatedly. He wanted to say something but stopped himself.
The original Manor Lord sneered, "Just in time!" His body seemed to have lost all its bones. In an impossible moment he suddenly turned around and evaded Li Yijie's attack. He dodged to the side and swept his arm. The attack landed heavily on the side of his neck. Li Yijie let out a muffled groan as he was sent flying. He rolled several times on the ground before he managed to stand up. He called out, "The third move!"
Although Li Yijie said that he was trying to be brave, he now understood that it was impossible for him to rely only on defense to withstand the original Manor Lord's ten stances bet. Li Yijie's entire body seemed to be full of openings, but in reality they were all barriers. They were just a cover to confuse the enemy's eyes. He did not have a sword in his hand, but when he waved his sleeve, all of his stances were sword moves.
Li Yijie had previously thought that the original Manor Lord had underestimated him. Now it seemed that the original Manor Lord was willing to use seventy percent of his strength to defend himself. His current situation was extremely unfavorable. If he wanted to save his life, he would have to change from defense to offense. Perhaps he still had some hope.
While Li Yijie was lost in thought, the original Manor Lord crossed his palms and shouted, "Go!" Two dazzling golden balls of light appeared from his palms. They suddenly intensified and attacked. Li Yijie saw a golden light that covered the sky and covered the earth. Not to mention its true power, just the preemptive show of strength was enough to push Li Yijie, a youngster, to the depths of hell.
This time the range was too wide. He could not repeat the same thing as before. Moreover, the two of them had agreed to 'withstand' ten stances. If Li Yijie blindly ran away, even if he passed, it would not be honorable. The original Manor Lord was an astute person. He would not allow Li Yijie to take advantage of this situation. Moreover, as the Wulin Alliance Master, he should not resort to this kind of deceitful little trick.
How many times in his life would he be able to fight with an expert like the original Manor Lord? If it weren't for the fact that Nangong Xue's safety was at stake, he would have viewed this as a rare opportunity to train. Li Yijie crossed his arms in front of his body. At the same time, he circulated his internal energy. Not long after, he felt a burning pain in his forearm, as if it was being burned by a raging fire. Although he tried his best to resist, his body could not help but move backwards. His heels rubbed against the ground inch by inch. The short hair near his ears flew up under the pressure. Waves of heat exploded in front of him.
The original Manor Lord continued to circulate his palms, as if he had made up his mind to finish Li Yijie off with this move. Li Yijie saw the wall behind him getting closer and closer. He knew that he would not be able to defend himself and that he was destined to lose. Li Yijie hardened his heart. Borrowing the force of the attack, he pushed out all the internal energy in his palms. The two forces collided. Using the counterforce, Li Yijie somersaulted into the air. His long sword fiercely hacked down on the original Manor Lord's forehead. He shouted, "The fourth move!"
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