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"Those who stay close to ink will be stained black. I think you're becoming more and more like a matchmaker!" Niu Youdao pointed at her and said. There was a hint of reprimand in his tone, it was unknown why he was dissatisfied.
Yun Ji said in disdain, "You really care about your image. You've done too many immoral things and got struck by lightning. Who can you blame? He turned his head away and ignored her.
In fact, she was trying to hold back her laughter. She had never seen this guy, who had always been so smart, in such a sorry state. She really wanted to show the people of Thatched Cottage Villa what Daoye looked like in their eyes.
Yuan Gang squatted by the water and remained silent. He understood Niu Youdao and knew that Yun Ji was right about one thing. Daoye had always cared about his image. In the past, his hair was neatly combed and he loved to bathe and be clean. He had never seen himself so sloppy.
Actually, based on his background, he also hated Niu Youdao's bad habits. He was not a woman, why was he so particular about it?
Not only did he maintain a tacit understanding with Yun Ji, he also had the intention to let Niu Youdao get used to it.
Niu Youdao pointed at her. Alright, this woman's cultivation was too high, so he didn't say much. He suddenly pointed at Yuan Gang, who was squatting down. "And you, why didn't you say anything when you saw it? Why? Are you happy that I've become as red as you? "As soon as he finished speaking, he kicked Yuan Gang's butt.
Hua! Yuan Gang was caught off guard and fell into the water.
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The carriage swayed as it went out of the city gate. Bai Kuanyuan, the envoy of the Great Jin Kingdom to the Kingdom of Qi, was sitting in the carriage with a smile on his face. From time to time, he would pull open the curtains of the carriage and look at the scenery outside.
Now that Jin Nation was in power and had the support of a powerful nation, he was doing well as an envoy.
After confirming that he was far away from the city gate, Bai Kuanyuan turned around and pressed down on the railing behind him. He grabbed the engravings and pulled, revealing a dark space behind him.
In the narrow space, a person sat curled up, his face full of scars. It was none other than Ximen Qing Kong.
The wounds on his face were caused by himself when he was tortured by the Bitter Divine Pill.
There were people from the Waning Moon Pavilion keeping an eye on the place where the Ghost Doctor's disciple was staying. It was this envoy of the Jin State who had used the power of the Jin State to help bring Ximen Qingkong out of the city.
Bai Kuanyuan shifted his body to the side and patted the empty seat. "Mr. Ximen, please!"
Ximen Qing Kong flipped over and sat on the empty seat, not saying a word.
Bai Kuanyuan looked at him with a strange smile. "I know of Sir's fame, and I also admire it! I understand Mister's intentions. Mister can rest assured, this Bai will definitely create a chance for Mister to take revenge! Now, only the State of Jin has the ability to influence the deployment of the Qin army and create a good opportunity for Mister to take revenge! "
Ximen Qing Kong still did not make a sound and remained silent.
Seeing this, Bai Kuanyuan smiled and said nothing.
Naturally, Jin had no reason to help Ximen Qingkong. However, it was not a bad thing for Jin to let Ximen Qingkong kill some important members of the Waning Moon Pavilion. It would be even better if she could disrupt the Qin army.
A person who couldn't even subdue the Bitter Spirit Pill couldn't be expected to hand over any secrets to protect the country.
However, Jin believed that Ximen Qing Kong must have some secret power of Wei Country.
After all, he was the world's number one expert. Such a powerful assassin, if he also had Wei Country's secret power, it would be a pity if he didn't make use of it!
Jin also believed that Ximen Qing Kong would use Wei Country's secret power at all costs for revenge.
After walking for an unknown amount of time and distance, the carriages suddenly stopped.
Bai Kuanyuan pushed aside the curtain and pointed to a mountain in the distance. "Mister Ximen, do you see that? Someone will meet you on that mountain and provide you with all the help you need. Go with them! I won't be seeing you off. Take care, Mister! "
Boom! The carriage suddenly split into pieces, and a blue sword shadow flashed in all directions like a bolt of lightning. A group of people and horses were cut in half at the waist like wheat being cut down, and a row of them fell down.
It happened so suddenly that everyone was caught unprepared.
The person who shook out the Heaven Sword Talisman in the air was slashed by a blue sword light that soared into the sky.
Dozens of mages immediately attacked together. In the chaos, the blue sword shadow flashed.
Blood splattered everywhere. The blue sword shadow paused. Ximen Qing Kong, whose face was full of scars, appeared on the ground expressionlessly. He was holding a Heaven Sword Talisman that he had just stolen!
Of the dozens of attackers, only three were left standing not far away, trembling in fear.
The three of them were terrified. There were so many of them, but none of them could take a single blow from the opponent. Dozens of people died in the blink of an eye. Fast! Too fast!
The three of them were already terrified. Today, they finally saw the terrifying power of the number one expert on the Pill List!
The carriage was already frightened. It pulled on the broken carriage frame and ran. After a jolt, a corpse rolled off the carriage. To be exact, it was cut in half.
Bai Kuanyuan, who was cut in half, widened his eyes and his mouth was still open.
The remaining dozens of soldiers and guards of Jin all held their weapons, not knowing what to do. No one dared to approach Ximen Qing Kong.
The three surviving cultivators turned around to look at the dead Bai Kuanyuan. Suddenly, they noticed Ximen Qing Kong turning around to look at them coldly. The three of them ran away at the same time as if a spring had been triggered.
Bai Kuanyuan was dead. He had lost his value to protect. There was no need for them to risk their lives for a dead man.
Ximen Qing Kong suddenly jumped up and down and caught up with a horse that was running away in panic. He jumped onto the horse and grabbed the reins. He turned the horse around and used his heels to kick the horse's abdomen. Then, he galloped deeper into the grassland …
In a pasture, there were a few tents connected to each other. A rider jumped over the fence and barged into the tents, scaring the cows and sheep away.
The people in the pasture, as well as the rancher who ran out of the tents, all drew out their swords.
Ximen Qingkong rode his horse to the front of the Rancher, pulled the reins to a halt, and stared down at the Rancher from above.
After recognizing the man with the scary scarred face, the rancher quickly sheathed his sword and gestured to the people surrounding him. The people surrounding him immediately dispersed, pretending that nothing had happened. In fact, they were on high alert.
This place was actually one of the Mist Manor's points in Wei Country. Ximen Qing Kong had been here before.
The rancher grabbed the reins and looked up at him with a sorrowful expression. He said in a trembling voice, "I heard that Mister was in danger. I didn't expect to see you again."
Ximen Qing Kong didn't waste too much time with him. He jumped off the horse and strode into the tent.
He walked straight to the table, picked up the milk bottle, and gulped it down.
The rancher who was standing behind him was choking with tears. The country had fallen, and the king was dead!
Ximen Qing Kong put down the milk bottle and wiped his mouth with his sleeve. With his back facing the rancher, he asked, "Where is Xuan Wei's body?"
The rancher choked. "The king's body has been brought back to the Qin frontlines by Yu Cang."
Ximen Qing Kong said, "Confirm if the flying mounts are still there. Make the necessary arrangements immediately. I want to use it. Also, find me a sword that fits, preferably the same size as the original one!"
The rancher wiped his tears. "Mister wants …"
Ximen Qing Kong turned around. His face, which had been clawed to the point of being a little hideous, met the rancher's eyes. He said word by word, "Make the necessary arrangements immediately!"
The rancher returned at dusk with a cloth bag. He presented it with both hands to Ximen Qing Kong, who was sitting cross-legged on the couch.
"The flying mounts have been arranged and ordered to return to their original standby point!"
Ximen Qing Kong opened his eyes and grabbed the cloth bag. With a burst of magic power, the cloth bag was torn into pieces.
He grabbed the sword with both hands and examined it. Then, he put it back into the sheath. He got up, grabbed some ropes, and tied the sword to his back.
He took off a grey cloak hanging on a pillar supporting the tent and put it on himself with a shake of his hands. He tied the belt around his shoulders and flipped the brim of his hat to cover his head and half of his face. Then, he strode away.
The rancher suddenly rushed forward and grabbed his arm. He asked excitedly, "Mister, are you going to avenge the king?"
Ximen Qing Kong said, "Go away!"
The rancher said, "Mister, please think twice. That is a trap. Yu Cang took the king's body from Qi Capital to lure you!"
Ximen Qing Kong said, "If I don't die, Xuan Wei's body will never rest in peace. It will be humiliated!"
The rancher said painfully, "Mister, you must have the secret of the Mist Manor that the king entrusted to you. We are willing to listen to your orders and secretly regroup to complete the king's dying wish and restore the Wei Kingdom! If the Waning Moon Pavilion can restore the Qin Kingdom, we can do it too! Mister, the people of the Wei Kingdom are looking forward to it! "
Ximen Qing Kong shook his arm, causing the rancher to stagger back a few steps. He continued to stride forward, "Xuan Wei is dead, what does the Wei Kingdom have to do with me!"
"Mister!" The rancher chased after him and watched as Ximen Qing Kong pulled a horse and mounted it. He shouted, "What should we do? What should we do? "
The sound of horse hooves could be heard. Ximen Qing Kong had already galloped away. The horse jumped out of the fence and sped up again.
The cloak covering his face was blown up. Ximen Qing Kong stared ahead, expressionless. Under the setting sun, in the wind, he disappeared into the distance!
"Ah!" The rancher knelt on the ground. He looked up at the sky and cried, his cheeks full of tears.
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In the Ice and Snow Pavilion, Chuan Ying, who was pacing back and forth with a child in his arms, suddenly felt his face twitch violently. He stopped in his tracks and stiffened his face. He immediately turned around and passed the swaddled child to the servants.
He hurriedly walked back to his room.
He closed the door and walked quickly to the dressing table. He leaned in front of the mirror and looked at his face in the mirror. As his magic slowly relaxed, the skin and flesh on his face began to distort.
Hearing the sound of footsteps outside, he turned his head to take a look, his heart thumping in fear.
He let out a sigh of relief when the footsteps passed. He looked at himself in the mirror again and his Adam's apple bobbed. He cast another spell in front of the mirror and restored his distorted face to normal. Then he quickly left.
He left the Ice and Snow Pavilion and flew into the depths of the snowy plains.
When he came out of the snowy mountains again, he had put on a mask and changed his clothes. He had changed his appearance.
He flew quickly and went straight into the trading canyon of the Ice and Snow Pavilion.
He landed on the road outside a row of shops and walked quickly. He found a shop, looked up, and went in.
He walked to the front of the counter and flashed a sign in his palm for the shopkeeper to see.
After the shopkeeper saw it, he motioned for the clerk to go to the door and went straight inside with Chuan Ying.
After the two entered a room, Chuan Ying closed the door and went up to the shopkeeper. He asked in a low voice, "Where's the medicine? Why isn't it here yet? Why hasn't it been sent to me yet? "
The shopkeeper stood with his hands behind his back and remained silent.
"The medicine is with me!" A voice suddenly came from somewhere in the room.
"Who is it?" Chuan Ying quickly looked around.
Creak! A cabinet on the wall was pushed open and a person walked out. It was none other than the elder of the Sky Demon Holy Land, Black Stone.
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