Nangong Cang stood there, smiling a little playfully.
"There are people in this world who give away money and jewelry, but I didn't expect that there are people who are stupid enough to come and die." He flew into the air and landed lightly under the city gate, staring at Mei Linghan with a sinister smile.
Mei Linghan's eyes, which were always gentle and watery, were now filled with swirling firelight, sparkling and moving.
brush--
The ancient moon flying sword beside him cuts through the sky. The green light reflects the seven colors of the rainbow, making it blurry and illusory.
"Nangong Cang." He stood elegantly, his lips became cold and hard, and his eyes were as electric as fire. "Come on!" The voice was soft and pleasant, carrying the wind and rain.
Mei Linghan flew like a sword, and the Ancient Moon Flying Sword in his hand, together with his men, turned like a sharp sword, spinning like a frenzy, bringing up a huge air current, and rushed straight towards Nangong Cang's face.
Nangong Cang's face remained as usual, with a slightly sickly pallor floating slightly on his purple-green lips.
"Prime Minister Mei, since you want to be a fateful couple with Feng Dieyi, I might as well do a good deed and let you go to the underworld to become a pair." The airflow in his palms gathered again, and he rushed with one hand with a smile.
Xiang Mei Linghan.
The surrounding soldiers had straightened up and were biting each other. Their minds gradually came to their senses. They stood there and looked up.
In their sight, there was only a dazzling stream of light. They could not clearly see the battle between Nangong Cang and Mei Linghan. They only saw two huge air currents impacting each other. When they saw clearly, the strange blue halo and the green
The clear and cold dawn light dispersed.
Clang——
Gu Yue's flying sword broke and fell to the ground. Mei Linghan had a smile on his face, and blood surged up on his chest, and he pounced——
The splash of blood dyed the green sword body and the floating bright yellow tassels red.
He, tremblingly, walked step by step in front of Feng Dieyi's body. Suddenly, with a heavy groan, he fell down. He fell beside Feng Dieyi. Looking sideways, his eyes were as gentle as water, quiet.
And looked at Fengdie Yi with a smile. "Dieyi, I'm here to accompany you. You can rest assured." He stretched out his hand and touched Feng Dieyi's face with difficulty. Suddenly, a rush of blood energy stirred up the chaos in his body.
The flow of air and his breath stopped.
However, under the beautiful sunshine, when the colorful and blurry colors fell on his face, he looked so peaceful and peaceful, with a beautiful smile flowing from the corner of his mouth, as if he was wandering in a dream.
Dreaming sweetly.
The hand at his side held Feng Dieyi's hand tightly. His fingers slowly became cold and stiff, and they solidified together with her hand, forming a tight knot.
Nangong Cang stood coldly in the sun, his pale face looking a little desolate, a little pale, and a little transparent under the light.
Drip - drip - drip -
Under the fire-red sleeves, blood slipped from the back of Nangong Cang's hand and dripped on the cold ground. The sound was crisp and beautiful.
Can Leng's black eyes full of anger suddenly shrank tightly. Nangong Cang stared at his hand in disbelief.
"How could this happen? How could this happen?" He had obviously mastered peerless martial arts and the art of transformation. How could Mei Linghan's Wind-breaking Sword be able to hurt him?
What is going on?
Just when Nangong Cang was puzzled, the distant and spacious sound of the piano suddenly came faintly from the sky. Then, a bright blue flying sedan came from the sky across the rainbow and landed lightly.
in front of him.
The white gauze, as thin as cicada wings, flutters in the wind, and you can faintly see a man in a blue shirt sitting inside. His eyes are slightly closed, and his jade-like fingers are gently touching the strings.
Fluctuating upwards.
The tune is very soft and the music is very beautiful.
Suddenly the wind blew up, and the beautiful tone stopped playing on the strings. His eyes opened instantly, clear and peaceful. He looked at Nangong Cang calmly, with a faint smile on his face, looking very kind and very kind.
mild.
As soon as Nangong Cang saw this person, he immediately took a few steps forward and exclaimed: "Palace Master of Netherworld Palace?"
The man in blue shirt smiled softly and said slowly: "Exactly. Although you and I have been dealing with each other, this is the first time we have met, and it will also be the last time we meet."
Nangong Cang's black eyes trembled, and he trembled: "You, what do you mean?" He was suspicious by nature, and at this moment, he had already thought that his injury must be related to the Huigong Dafa.
"It's just as His Highness the Crown Prince thought." The man in blue shirt said with a soft smile.
Roar—roar—
The soldiers of the Chaoyang Dynasty all raised their weapons high at this time, and they began to shout crazily. "The palace master will rule the world for thousands of years, long live the emperor, long live the emperor!" There was a look of victory on their faces.
The joy and madness that followed.
Listening to the deafening cheers, Nangong Cang's eyes suddenly started to spin. He stared blankly at the man in blue shirt in the sedan, and suddenly stretched out his hand tremblingly.
"It's you, you're using me!" He suddenly found that he had jumped into a trap designed by others. This feeling was like he was the one who dug the trap originally. He was used to capture others, but he didn't.
It occurred to me that the first person to jump into the trap was himself.
The man in blue shirt smiled softly. "Your Highness, what you said is wrong. You and I are in a relationship of exchange of interests. Didn't His Highness also take advantage of me? There are only two types of people in this world.
People use others, and one type of people specializes in using others. And I happen to be the latter type of person." He raised his lips and suddenly smiled happily. "Actually, the reason why I chose His Highness the Crown Prince among the four kingdoms is that
It’s because His Highness the Crown Prince shares the same lofty ideals and dreams of unifying the world as I do. In fact, I have always admired Your Highness the Crown Prince, but it’s a pity that you and I are the same type of people, and we don’t really trust people by nature. So, what’s wrong with me?
Will they watch you grow bigger and let your power increase?"
At this moment, the air flow in Nangong Cang's body was constantly flowing randomly. He couldn't hold it back and vomited a mouthful of blood. "So, the energy transformation method you gave me is actually fake?"
The man in blue shirt shook his head and said softly: "His Royal Highness, you look down upon me too much. Of course, what I gave to His Highness is the real Kung Fu transformation method. It's just that His Highness has his own way and insists on practicing the seventh level of Kung Fu.
I have sent people to clearly warn His Highness the Crown Prince, please do not practice the seventh level of kung fu. Otherwise, at least he will go crazy, and at worst he will damage the internal organs and the muscles and veins will be severed and die." He knew Nangong Cang's fate.
Personality, he was clearly told not to practice, but the realm of martial arts, the feeling of having the upper hand, how could Nangong Cang not practice? What's more, he is the same type of person as him, how could he let such a good person go?
If you have the opportunity, why don't you improve your martial arts so that you can have strong strength to deal with him in the future?
They are all the same, they are born with suspicion flowing in their blood.
He will never trust anyone, and the same goes for Nangong Cang.
Therefore, today's tragedy was caused by Nangong Cang himself, and it was also a situation that he expected.
Nangong Cang shuddered inexplicably deep in his heart, and his cold black eyes were filled with grief and anger. "It was you, was it you who harmed me?!" He yelled, not sure if it was regret or self-blame.
"Your Highness, please don't say that. There is a saying in Buddhism that if there is gain, there will be loss, and if there is loss, there will be gain. This is the law of nature. You want to use me to help you improve your martial arts, invade the territory of other countries, and achieve the hegemony of unifying the world.
At this time, you should understand that others think the same way. Your Highness, smart people never need to say such useless nonsense." The man in blue shirt spoke elegantly, and the jade luster in his black eyes moved faintly.
"By the way, I forgot to tell His Highness the Crown Prince something important. I have sent people to be stationed in Kyoto of the Chaoyang Dynasty. Your father has passed away, and I kindly sent people to bury him. Also,
, I need to thank you, thank you for helping me destroy the Fengwu Dynasty, I can do the remaining two dynasties myself, so I don’t need to trouble you anymore."
Nangong's black jade eyes were filled with painful whirlpools. He said with red eyes: "What about my sister? What did you do to her?" Puff - Puff - Puff - all the major acupuncture points on his body were bursting and bleeding at this moment.
Nangong Cang fell to the ground slumped.
The man in blue shirt had calm eyes. He smiled faintly and said: "Your sister? Look -" His lips curled up slightly. In the distance, there was a soft and beautiful woman with loose black hair. Her feet were bare and bloody.
footsteps, step by step.
She saw Nangong Cang lying helplessly in a pool of blood. Her eyes were shining with pain. She rushed over, crying and picking up Nangong Cang's body. "Brother, brother, it's me, it's Xia,
I am a younger sister, please open your eyes and look at me, brother, brother—" She cried heartbrokenly, tears falling on Nangong Cang's pale face.
"Xia...
Phoenix crown, the most beautiful and beautiful phoenix crown -" He held it up with trembling hands, as if he wanted to personally wear the dream phoenix crown for Nangong Xia.
His eyes reflected a strange and complicated light. He only regretted it at this moment. However, he regretted it too late. It was too late. If he could have been clearer and resisted the temptation to unify the world.
, if he could have listened to Nangong Xia and not sent troops to attack Feng Wu without authorization, maybe everything today would not have happened.
However, there is never an if.
His regret can now only turn into a cup of bitter wine, and he has to swallow it by himself.
"Brother - you speak, brother, don't sleep, brother, please, don't fall asleep, brother - my sister doesn't want anything, my sister only wants her brother, please brother, don't let anything happen to you. Brother, you can't die,
You can't leave your sister alone. Brother, brother, brother—" Nangong Xia tried hard to slap Nangong Cang's face, but Nangong Cang's eyes were closed forever, and he would never call back.
"Brother--" Nangong Xia looked up to the sky and shouted, she cried sadly and indignantly.