Late at night on the official road, a carriage was running rapidly.
In the carriage, Wang Jian grinned. He breathed a sigh of relief after Bai Qing'er applied medicine to all the wounds on his body.
"Damn Shi Zhixuan, you are so cruel, I must make him look good next time."
Looking at the bruises and bruises on his body, he felt extremely depressed. Even his body was beaten like this. That guy was so cruel.
Bai Qing'er put down the golden sore medicine and stared at Wang Jian: "Your Majesty, your ability to resist the evil king has already impressed Qing'er. But Qing'er doesn't understand why he clearly has the opportunity to drag the opponent to death this time.
But you retreated?"
"No matter what, he is still my father-in-law."
Bai Qing'er burst into laughter, this emperor is really shameless.
"Your Majesty, what if he has been guarding Shi Qingxuan and guarding you?"
Wang Jian shook his head: "That's impossible. With the relationship between father and daughter, they will never get along for long. As long as Shi Zhixuan leaves, there will be a chance."
Shi Zhixuan is schizophrenic and occasionally has problems.
Shi Qingxuan is also a relatively stubborn person. How can the hatred towards Shi Zhixuan for more than ten years be dissipated so easily.
Therefore, getting along will definitely not last long, and separation is inevitable. After all, deep-rooted conflicts are not easy to eliminate. It will not be alleviated by a few words from him, a person with obvious evil intentions.
But in this way, Wang Jian felt that his plan seemed to be of no use.
What a headache. If it weren't for Shi Zhixuan, how could Shi Qingxuan escape from his grasp?
"Your Majesty, even if you are your father-in-law, you don't have to give in like this, right? It's not like you can't defeat him!"
"I have always admired the Evil King very much. His achievements in splitting the Turks alone are enough to make people all over the world admire him. It's a pity that the so-called Bai Dao doesn't know this. Even if he knew, he would probably have selective amnesia."
Bai Qing'er's eyes lit up: "Selective amnesia? Your Majesty is really talented in literature."
"Humph, of course. My literary talents are beyond your imagination."
Wang Jian was arrogant for a moment, and when she saw Bai Qing'er still smiling, she knew it was in vain. As for the contempt on the face of Fu Junyu lying next to her, she simply ignored it.
"In my opinion, the difference between good and evil in this world is nothing more than the pursuit of interests. The so-called white people are actually those with vested interests. They consider themselves to be the controllers of order, so they do not allow anyone to disrupt the order and destroy the
Their interests. The Demon Sect is a destroyer of order, wanting to break the order and gain benefits. The two parties are essentially the same, but they are destined to be hostile because of their interests."
This point of view confused Bai Qing'er, but she was smart and after thinking about it for a while, she realized that this statement was very interesting and that it was indeed like that.
Wang Jian has always seen clearly that no matter good or evil, they are just fighting for interests.
Vested interests control the order, so they are extremely resistant to other challengers. All kinds of slanders are readily available to put themselves on the commanding heights of justice.
Just like in the real world, it is said that you must be a good person in advance. In fact, it is to divide the interests of newcomers. In this way, you can accumulate step by step and control most of the interests.
When newcomers see themselves losing their interests, they naturally make a big show of it and ask newcomers to sell their interests to make up for it.
New members join one after another, forming a powerful circle of vested interests. If new members want to get ahead, they will be harvested like leeks, otherwise they will be attacked by all kinds of snipers.
Even if a strong person emerges, he can use various means to assimilate and become a member of the circle.
"Your Majesty's point of view is refreshing."
"You can judge by seeing the essence. In the final analysis, except for emotions, everything in this world is for profit."
Bai Qing'er shook her head, feeling that Wang Jian's opinion was too absolute, and she subconsciously wanted to refute it. But she couldn't think of a reason, because as a member of the Demon Sect, she had sacrificed too much for her own interests while growing up.
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Her growth process is actually the best explanation. But even if it fits her three views, she doesn't want this world to be like this, otherwise it will be too boring.
The carriage became quiet, and Wang Jian felt that the bruises on his body had almost dissipated, and turned his attention to Fu Junyu.
Fu Junyu seemed to be in good spirits and had just taken some healing medicine to treat her injuries.
However, the acupuncture points are still blocked and the infuriating energy cannot be used, so there is naturally no resistance.
Seeing him like this, Bai Qing'er didn't know that he was in a mood.
"Your Majesty, I am going to drive the carriage."
"Well, go ahead!"
Wang Jian kissed her and rushed towards Fu Junyu.
Fu Junyu's face was full of horror, his eyes were split open, and his resistance reached the limit.
He was just being controlled and couldn't resist at all.
Wang Jian casually untied her mute hole, and all kinds of angry curses could be heard.
But not long after, Fu Junyu's tone was no longer so strong and angry, but instead became a little pleading.
Any woman is in the same situation at this point, because no matter how strong a warrior is, she has no resistance and is extremely fragile.
Wang Jian would not pity her, let alone a Korean woman.
Fu Junyu was completely desperate, and his whole body was as motionless as a corpse.
However, that pretty face of despair and anger gradually gained some color, and the gray eyes gradually regained their former vitality.
No matter how much you resist, your body cannot refuse.
On the contrary, Wang Jian didn't care, as long as he was satisfied, it didn't matter what happened to Fu Junyu.
In his heart, Fu Junyu's status was far inferior to that of the twelve daughters of the Shen family.
However, there is nothing to say about the appearance and figure. They can be taken care of in the future.
The carriage was driving smoothly on the official road under the dark night. It seemed that it was quite lucky. It didn't meet some heroes or young heroes who were doing chivalry. Otherwise, they would definitely come over to take a look.
More than an hour later, Bai Qing'er, who was driving the train, got into the carriage and looked at the unconscious Fu Junyu. She couldn't help but frown: "Your Majesty, you are too cruel. Her internal injuries are still very serious!"
This girl was vomiting blood. It was obvious that Wang Jian went too far and caused internal injuries.
"Don't worry, it's okay."
Wang Jian did not move and continued to maintain his current state. He took out a thermos cup, took a sip and fed it to Fu Junyu who had fainted.
After taking a few mouthfuls of this and refining it with the "Human Sutra", I could feel the aura in the other person's body gradually getting stronger.
Fu Junyu's internal injuries were not serious to begin with, not even as serious as the area that had grown three sizes due to his scratching.
It's just that he himself is too out of tune, which is why the other party keeps doing this.
Now a few mouthfuls of green dragon bone soup are enough to stabilize the injury and even allow the body to recover on its own.
Bai Qing'er was relieved when she saw her. She was from a demon sect and was extremely ruthless in the past.
But she never wants her man to be a vicious person, because this will make her feel sad.
She could accept Wang Jian's behavior towards Fu Junyu, but she never wanted to see Fu Junyu die because of it.