The first thousand one hundred and fifty-three chapters of the master's mourning
Li Yi felt that God was too unfair.
He is also just a hair away from being a master, so why did he not improve at all after he kissed Ruyi and Ruyi made a breakthrough?
Moreover, her breakthrough was the kind that was accumulated over time and frightened to death as soon as she broke through. Only one hour after she became a grandmaster, she was able to beat up a Taoist nun who had stayed in the realm of a grandmaster for decades.
Although this kiss is both happy and beautiful, beautiful and bubbling...
But it also made a certain good wish in his heart - the wish to one day stand up and take charge, completely become a failure.
He looked at Ruyi with some depression and said, "How about you kiss me again and maybe I can break through..."
Miss Liu Er rolled her eyes at him, turned around and walked forward.
Li Yi hurriedly caught up: "How about I kiss you..."
…
Outside Shengzhou City, there is a small courtyard in a deserted village.
The room was filled with blood.
The Taoist nun held a fly whisk in her hand and sat down slowly. Blood was flowing all over the room. The four people in purple lying on the ground were moaning in pain.
"When did it start?" She covered her mouth, coughed a few times, and wiped away the blood that overflowed from the corner of her mouth, her voice without any emotion.
A man in purple lay at her feet, making a sound like a broken bellows in his throat and coughing out blood foam.
He coughed for a long time and then said: "Subordinate..., I have been following the empress since twenty years ago, and I have ended up in this situation... all because of myself..."
After he finished speaking, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength, his chest was rising and falling, and he paused for a long time before continuing: "I don't ask for your life, I only ask for your happiness, and I don't want my years in vain."
,Always stay with your empress..."
The middle-aged Taoist nun looked at him and said softly: "The protector asked you to do this, right..."
None of the four purple-clothed men spoke.
"Come out..." The Taoist nun coughed again and said, "Come out and tell me why you did this?"
Squeak...
The back door of the room was pushed open, and a figure came around from behind.
"Aunt..." Fang Yu stood in the room, looked at her, sighed, and said, "Don't blame me..."
The middle-aged Taoist nun put the whisk on the table, looked at him and said, "Give me a reason."
"What reason do you need?" Fang Yu shook her head and said, "Only when my aunt dies and the holy religion is handed over to me, can I do what I want to do. What's the point of being a protector, what's the point of being a queen,
Being an emperor is fun, aunt, do you understand?"
"I want to be emperor... but you won't let me!" Fang Yu looked at him with a slightly ferocious look on his face and said, "This holy religion is the holy religion of our Fang family, but you actually only let me be a right envoy.
I gave Zuo Shi's token to an unrelated person. We are about to capture Qi. But what about you? You made Zhao the emperor... Did you consider my feelings when you did this?
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"If you become emperor, you will be opposed by the entire Qi State..." The middle-aged Taoist nun pondered for a moment and asked: "Don't you want to avenge the Fang family's great hatred?"
"What a big revenge, whoever wants to take revenge will take revenge!"
Fang Yu waved his hand violently and said: "Jing Guo is so powerful, but we will never be able to take revenge in our lifetime. Isn't it good to be the emperor of Qi State? Why do we have to be at odds with Jing Guo?"
The Taoist nun looked at him calmly for a long time before lowering her eyelids.
"You are the last male of our Fang family. When your father handed you over to me, he asked me to help you complete your revenge plan..." She shook her head and said, "You don't care anymore, I still care.
what?"
After she said this, she couldn't help coughing a few more times, and there were a few more bloody flowers on the robe on her chest.
She was already seriously injured, but she was attacked by those four people just now, and her injuries were even more serious now.
I wanted to stabilize the injury as quickly as possible and escape immediately, but now it was too late.
"Don't use my father to pressure me!" Fang Yu roared: "How many years have passed since the Fang family's affairs, why should I take revenge? I don't want to take revenge. I just want to be the emperor. Who doesn't let me?
As emperor, I will let him die! If Zhao Zheng can't do it, neither can you!"
"How many years have I been waiting!" Fang Yu murmured with a look of melancholy on his face: "I originally put all my hopes on the King of Shu, but the King of Shu in Jingguo is an out-and-out
Waste, Zhao Zheng is also a waste, but..., waste can also be useful. This waste, Zhao Zheng, can make me the emperor of Qi. I can't miss this opportunity anymore. Damn the Holy Cult, damn the great hatred,
Can it be more important than being an emperor..."
The middle-aged Taoist nun coughed again. This time, the blood on the corner of her mouth was never wiped clean.
She looked in a certain direction and said, "You shouldn't have come..."
Fang Yu looked at her, shook her head, and said, "Auntie, you know, I won't be at ease unless I see you die with my own eyes..."
The middle-aged Taoist nun wiped the corners of her mouth clean again with her sleeves, looked out the door, and said, "Come in."
"Who?" Fang Yu's face suddenly changed and she turned her head sharply.
Li Yi and Ruyi walked in from the door, followed by Mr. Xu, Mr. Tian, and Lao Chang.
The middle-aged Taoist nun looked up and said, "Did I keep you waiting for a long time?"
The expression on Mr. Xu's face was extremely depressed, as if the goods he had been guarding for many years were robbed at the most critical moment...
More importantly, he cannot complain or take revenge on the person who robbed the goods...
Fang Yu's face turned pale, and she subconsciously turned around and ran away. Mr. Xu waved his hand, and a big white rabbit hit him on the neck. Fang Yu fell down in response.
"Well, since you don't want to take revenge, then you won't take revenge..." the middle-aged Taoist nun murmured, "After all, you are the only one who can represent the Fang family..."
After she said this, she seemed to relax, and a smile that Li Yi had never seen appeared on her face.
She looked at Liu Erdao: "More than twenty years ago, I bowed to Liu Qing with one move. More than twenty years later, I lost to you with another move. Your Liu family... ahem..."
Before she could finish her words, she vomited out a large mouthful of blood, completely dyeing the Taoist robe in front of her red.
"Here's this for you, keep him alive." She looked at Fang Yu, then a sign of unknown material came out from her waist and handed it to Li Yi.
Li Yi knew what it was, so he reached out to take it, nodded and said, "Okay."
She looked at Miss Liu Er again and said weakly: "There is something, there is something... please."
She handed the whisk to Ruyi and said: "This whisk was given to me by him back then. If there is a chance in the future, please help me insert it in front of his grave, just say..., just say Fang Jing
Jade, I don’t owe him anything anymore…”
Miss Liu Er pondered for a moment, took the fly whisk, nodded and said, "I promise you."
"Thanks……"
The Taoist nun's expression was no longer as calm as usual. She smiled and leaned quietly on the chair.
There was no more sound.
Mr. Xu sighed and murmured: "If the injury is not fatal, why should she?"
Li Yi could see that before today, this Taoist nun seemed to be carrying an extremely heavy thing. Even though she was a grandmaster with superb martial arts skills, she was still unable to breathe due to the heavy burden on her body.
But at that moment, the feeling of weight on her body seemed to have completely disappeared.
This Taoist nun had kidnapped him and saved him once. Li Yi hated her, but she didn't hate her to the point of death.
Suddenly he felt a little sad.
He didn't know whether it was because of the passing of a master, or because an old friend he had known for a long time left in front of his eyes.
Miss Liu Er's eyes were also a little red. Li Yi held her waist, let her head rest on his shoulder, and patted her back to express comfort.
Then his waist was pinched hard.
…
There is one less master in this world.
There is a new tomb outside Shengzhou City.
The coffin was built by Mr. Xu himself, using an old tree in the yard.
The grave was dug by Lao Chang. He took a shovel and dug for an hour without saying a word.
Mr. Tian helped her wipe away the bloodshot eyes from the corners of her mouth and changed into clean clothes.
Miss Liu Er carved a tombstone for her, and the words on it were carved by Li Yi himself.
This may be a kind of sympathy between their masters. It has nothing to do with enemies or friends. At a certain moment, Li Yi felt that he should not join in the fun. After all, he was not even a master, which invisibly lowered the level of the four of them.
There is only a simple series of words on the tombstone.
The tomb of Fang Jingyu.
This is a very ordinary tomb. It cannot be more ordinary. No one will know that a martial arts master is buried here, and the Queen of Heaven with hundreds of thousands of followers is buried here... 8)
