"Yang Zuojun, do you know why I wasted my time talking nonsense with you, and I was not worried about your disciples coming to help?" Zhao Min asked leisurely.

"How many people have you sent to Guangmingding?" Yang Xiao's tone trembled.

"It seems you are not stupid, but I don't know why you have done so many stupid things and pursued the Emei Sect so hard that you gave me this opportunity." Zhao Min said.

Yang Xiao's hands began to tremble slightly. He wanted to slash the witch in front of him with one palm, but unfortunately he was powerless.

"The disciples of the Ming Cult have been sentenced to death except those who surrender." Zhao Min said lightly.

"Shoot the arrow, shoot the arrow, kill this witch for me." Yang Xiao finally couldn't help but shout.

Arrows fall like rain.

But the final result made Yang Xiao stunned.

"Isn't it very strange? Why do they kill each other?" Zhao Min asked with a smile.

"There are people in the Ming Cult?" Yang Xiao reacted and said in disbelief.

"Do you really think that the battle between the six major sects and the Ming Cult just now was just a coincidence?" Zhao Min said.

"It turns out that it was yours. You are so cruel." Yang Xiao took a breath.

He spent half his life and considered himself to be handsome and handsome. He had fascinated many women and looked down on women in his heart.

But until today, he realized how ridiculous his previous cognition was.

Zhao Min completely crushed him.

"Do you want to know how I installed people in your Ming Cult?" Zhao Min said.

She seemed to want to defeat Yang Xiao's entire fighting spirit.

"You said." Yang Xiao gritted his teeth.

Even if he is going to die today, he will understand.

In fact, since things have developed to this point, he is already a little desperate.

Because he couldn't see any hope of turning the tables.

Zhao Min turned around, turned around, smiled like a flower, and said, "Master Fan, don't you come out to meet your old friend?"

Master Fan?

Master Fan?

Not only are the people from the Ming Cult and the six major sects who are wondering, but even Zhao Min brings many inexplicable people.

Although the princess brought a lot of people this time, there was no one named Fan.

Just as they were thinking this way, a scoundrel came out of Zhao Min and his party.

His face was destroyed, and ordinary people could not see his expression at all.

But his steps were a little heavy, with extreme shock remaining in his eyes.

The two elders Xuanming's pupils contracted, and then they realized that Kutou Tuo actually hid his origin.

Kutou Tuo is naturally Fan Yao, the right envoy of the Ming Cult, who was as famous as Yang Xiao at that time.

Because of the grudges and grudges between him and the purple-shirted Dragon King Daiqisi, Fan Yaowuyan continued to stay in Guangmingding, so he hid his name and ruined his face. He entered the Ruyang Palace and became Zhao Min's master.

He always thought he was hiding well, but until today~ he realized that he had been discovered long ago.

It’s just that Zhao Min has never exposed herself.

Thinking of this, Fan Yao felt cold.

Zhao Min smiled at him every day, but seemed to be without any precautions, and he did not feel a little alert.

Then I was caught off guard today.

Fan Yao couldn't imagine this age and this scheming.

He is a smart man. Since Zhao Min broke his identity, he understood that Zhao Min was forcing him to make a choice.

Should I die with the Ming Cult? Or should I really be Zhao Min’s Master Fan?

Fan Yao saw the two people standing behind his back from the corner of his eyes, and suddenly let out a long sigh and his eyes became firmer.

A real man can bend and stretch, and the most important thing is to survive.

When he came to Zhao Min's side, Fan Yao knelt on one knee and said, "I've seen the princess."

Zhao Min seemed to be unprepared and said happily: "There is no need to be so polite between Master Fan and me. I asked you to come over because I wanted you and your old friends to meet again."

Fan Yao raised his head, and Yang Xiao's face reflected in his eyes.

There are more wrinkles than before.

Then Yin Tianzheng and Wei Yixiao scattered people, and all familiar people came into his eyes.

Back then, these people used to eat meat and drink wine with him in large bowls.

They all want to be vengeful and become confidants together.

He and Yang Xiao were collectively called the "Two Immortals of Xiaoyao", which made the entire Western Regions fascinated.

Unfortunately, everything has changed now.

Zhao Min called him "Master Fan", and Yang Xiao and others were not idiots, so there was no reason to guess.

"Brother Fan?" Yang Xiao said tremblingly.

"Fan Yao?"

"Van Youzeng?"

"It's really Fan Youzun, why did you make this look?"

A voice of talkative voice sounded. Fan Yao lowered his head again.

What's the use of recognizing each other now?

It just adds sadness.

Princess, good means.

Yang Xiao looked up at the sky. He thought he understood everything, so he didn't want his tears to flow out.

"Brother Fan, is it your man who cooperated with this witch to install it?" Yang Xiao asked in pain.

But although he was asking, his tone was already affirmed.

Yin Tianzheng and Wei Yixiao and others also stared at Fan Yao tightly, and the atmosphere in the venue was very tense.

It seemed like a long time had passed, but in fact, Fan Yao's answer was heard by everyone after just one breath.

"yes."

Fan Yao admitted it.

He doesn't want to die.

If he wanted to die, he would have died back then.

Since he has survived, he doesn't want to die on the top of light.

He had thought of taking the rebellion on the spot and hijacking Zhao Min, and there might be a glimmer of hope.

But seeing Zhao Min smiling, seeing Zhao Min's expression without any defense, Fan Yao did not dare to take action.

He didn't believe that Zhao Min would be so careless, he thought that Zhao Min was just pulling him into action.

After being called Ming by Zhao Min, Fan Yao's confidence was destroyed.

The rest is just a walking corpse.

Zhao Min smiled with satisfaction.

Finally, no effort was wasted.

Yang Xiao didn't want to talk to Fan Yao anymore, nor did he want to pay attention to Zhou Dian and others' scolding Fan Yao.

He just turned his head and asked, "Witch, you tried your best to catch us all in one place. Now that the task is done, what are you waiting for?"

"The reason I tell you everything is to give you a chance to abandon darkness and turn to light. The strength of the court is far beyond your imagination. Over the years, the Ming Cult and the six major sects have lip service to the court's orders and even publicly rebel. Now the court is about to launch a counterattack. Should we use eggs to strike stones, kill ourselves, or abandon darkness and turn to light, and surrender to the court? Whether life or death is just in your mind." Zhao Min said loudly.

We should be both kind and powerful. Only by hurting them will we have the chance to conquer them.

Zhao Min's skills of power and strategy are more skillful than martial arts.

Not everyone can be treated as if they are home.

After all, there are only a few people who can be generous in their deeds.
Chapter completed!