"Wizard, wizard, what should we do? You have magic, use it quickly!" Shui Lian panicked and shouted at Hengyi.
Hengyi smiled coldly and seemed to have no intention of helping. He fought his way out and ran straight out the door.
"Hengyi, you betrayed me, come back! Come back..." Shui Lian's spirit was a little out of control, and he was sometimes crazy and muttering to himself.
As soon as Hengyi reached the door, four people in strange clothes appeared and surrounded Hengyi.
All four of them held a strange wooden staff in their hands: "Hengyi, you traitor is indeed not dead yet."[
Hengyi was shocked, and a harsh voice sounded: "The position of the sect leader originally belonged to me, and you are the traitors."
"Stop talking nonsense, you can either commit suicide or let us deal with you." One of them pointed a wooden stick at the man.
Hengyi muttered words, and the wooden staff in his hand vibrated.
"Do it." The wooden staffs in the hands of the four people quickly moved towards Hengyi. Four against one, a fight involving martial arts and supernatural attacks began.
After a while, Hengyi was defeated. One of them knocked down Hengyi's bamboo hat, and Hengyi's face was fully exposed. Not an inch of skin on the entire face was smooth, and was covered with deep burn scars, extending all the way to his neck.
Hengyi panicked and immediately covered his face with his wide sleeves. This face was his nightmare, and he didn't even dare to look in the mirror.
Taking advantage of this, the four of them muttered something and hit Hengyi with four wooden sticks. The wooden stick in Hengyi's hand suddenly caught fire.
"No!" Hengyi yelled and fell to the ground, watching the wooden staff in his hand burn with dismay. The strange flames burned the wooden staff into ashes very quickly.
Seeing this, the four people looked at each other. If the stick is there, the person is there; if the stick is gone, the person is dead.
"Take, take my body back to Mobei..." Hengyi begged, after spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood, he lost his breath.
The four of them nodded, lifted up Hengyi's body, and floated away.
"Master, I'm late." Hua Ying and Xue Ying came to Yi Shuihan's side.
"It's not too late."
Yi Shuihan's tense nerves finally relaxed and he suddenly hugged Lan Zhiqiu into his arms: "Father."
Lan Zhiqiu smiled and gently stroked Yi Shuihan's back: "Don't be afraid Han'er, it's okay."
After a while, Shui Lian's men were all intercepted and killed, the ministers who had just rebelled were killed or captured, and the cavalry surrounded Shui Lian and Nie Feng.
Ye Caizhu came to Shuiluo and bowed respectfully: "See your Majesty, the end will be late, please forgive me."
"It's not too late. Fortunately, General Ye arrived in time." Shui Luo has returned to his usual calm look.
Shui Lian was already in a state of madness and kept saying to herself: "No, no, it's impossible, I am the queen of Tianshui Kingdom, and I want to rule the world..." [
Nie Fenghun was in shock. Was he defeated? The century-old honor of the Nie family was destroyed in her hands? Hundreds of lives were lost because of her?
"Third sister, General Nie, do you two know your guilt?" Shui Luo looked at the two of them and said sternly.
Nie Feng's eyes were full of sorrow, and he suddenly knelt down: "I know that I have sinned, and I beg your majesty to spare the people in my family. They don't know about it. I am willing to die to apologize, and I will be loyal to your majesty in the next life."
After finishing her words, Nie Feng took up the sword that had been with her for many years and killed himself. Blood was spilled, and he fell to the ground, closed his eyes, and expired.
Seeing this, Shui Lian's spirit collapsed instantly, and she kept shaking Nie Feng's body: "Aunt, aunt, what are you doing? You still want to help me seize the throne and conquer the world. Get up, get up..."