C125

In the forest on the western outskirts of capital, borrowing the faint glow of lightning, one could vaguely see a few waves of black-clothed people fighting each other. The murderous atmosphere filled the entire forest.

"This prince hasn't left for ten years. I didn't expect that there would still be so many people who are concerned about me."

Jun Mohan wore an arrogant black cape and the black robes he wore had long ago been drenched by the rain, revealing his perfect figure.

At this moment, he held a shining long sword and coldly looked at the black-clothed man who had surrounded him.

"Don't worry. Every year, today, I will burn more paper money for you."

The leading black clothed man looked at him with contempt, taking out his sharp sword, he rushed towards Jun Mohan like an arrow leaving the bow.

"Kill!"

The deafening sound of swords clashing resounded throughout the forest. The sound of the rain could not cover this hostility.

The wind blew past and lifted the leaves into the air. The rain was falling harder now, mercilessly slapping their faces and preventing them from opening their eyes. The sword qi attacked people, the world was filled with desolate and murderous intent.

Jun Mohan held the sharp sword horizontally across his chest, his gaze never leaving the black clothed man, his cold face revealing a faint killing intent.

Suddenly, his body was like a beautiful dragon as it shuttled back and forth between the black clothed men, slicing his throat with one saber strike. There were not a single survivor among the dozens of people closest to him.

Another bolt of lightning streaked across the sky. One could see that the sword in his hand had long since been dyed red with blood, falling drop by drop onto the ground.

The fierce wind suddenly changed, and a pitch black cold light shot towards Jun Mohan's throat. He quickly raised his sword to meet the incoming attack. Before the sword had arrived, the cold sword energy had already shattered the west wind! He stepped back seven feet, his back pressed against the trunk of a tree.

"Jun Mohan, long time no see!"

The man had a head of silvery-white hair. His black robe and hair were flowing elegantly. He didn't tie them or tie them, and they fluttered slightly. His figure hung in the air like a god descending to this world. There was a faint flow of luster on his skin, and his eyes flashed with a thousand different kinds of glaze. Her appearance was as beautiful as a painting, so beautiful that she didn't seem like a real person at all.

"So it's Lord state advisor. He's still so persistent after so many years."

Jun Mohan suddenly sneered, a stern look flashed past her eyes, but returned to normal after a short while.

Only now did the slight numbing pain on his hands remind him that state advisor's power had increased by quite a bit.

He suppressed the shock in his heart and steadily inserted his sword into the muddy ground without changing his expression.

It seemed that today's battle was unavoidable.

"I think you already know my goal. As long as you obediently hand over the blueprint, I will let you live for one more year. You, a dying man, will not be able to take the paper with you. Why don't you give it to me? When I unite the world, even though you will be buried underground for a long time, I will still remember your love. "Besides, that blueprint isn't yours."

The Xi Liang state advisor said disdainfully as he casually fiddled with his silver hair.

"Is that so? state advisor must be joking! This prince does not know what you are talking about? "

As soon as the words left his mouth, he pulled the sword out of the ground and thrust it out in all directions.

"You're courting death!"

The Xi Liang state advisor shouted coldly, he flung his black robes and ten silver white needles shot towards Jun Mohan. He then soared into the sky, and a ball of blazing fire suddenly appeared on his palm. With a long roar, the flame flew up and struck Jun Mohan's chest.

However, Jun Mohan was also not someone to be trifled with. Before he managed to retract the sharp sword, he struck out with his palm towards the Xi Liang state advisor, borrowing the force from his own palm to retreat a few steps.

He spat out a mouthful of blood. His pale face was even more frightening.

"Jun Mohan, don't needlessly resist. I suggest that you hand it over. Do you still remember this? "

state advisor took out a mysterious black box. He slowly opened it up, and saw a fat, stinking bug lying inside, staring at him with its pair of green, oily eyes.

Seeing that, Jun Mohan squinted his black eyes, suddenly killing intent flashed past his eyes, of course he remembered, he would not forget even until death.

This disgusting bug had pestered him for more than ten years. Every year, during the full moon and midautumn, he would suffer unspeakably. He was neither a human nor a ghost, so he could only live in the cold ice cellar. That sort of cold and dark place was his nightmare for the rest of his life.

Even more so, the imperial doctors asserted that he wouldn't live past twenty years of age. Although the women of capital liked this set of skin, they kept away from him, afraid that he would infect them with sickness.

However, she was the only one who gave him hope.

"So it turns out that Xi Liang state advisor likes to raise insects."

Jun Mohan coldly spat out a few words, his palm striking towards the Xi Liang state advisor, once again raising his sword and thrusting towards his neck.

If it was just a guess before, then now the truth was revealed.

He was going to pay for those who had been hating him.

The sword in his hand immediately turned into an icicle as his body and the sword became one. The threatening sword Qi even made the leaves on the branches fall.

This scene was absolutely miserable! Perfectly gorgeous! Cold Killing!

Jun Mohan's arms shook, passing by the sword aura ice pillar, and then floated down along with the leaves. With a long roar, he somersaulted through the air, the ice pillar suddenly transformed into countless of light images, thrusting towards the state advisor.

"You're actually the hall master of the number one Blood Fiend Hall in the world, and you even managed to cultivate the Silver Ice Sword Technique. I can't let you off just like this."

If he had not personally seen it, he would not have believed it even if he was beaten to death. The clan's Duke Palace's prince, who was worshipped by the world, had actually single-handedly created a Blood Fiend Hall that caused the world's monarch to tremble in fear.

This Blood Fiend Hall, which had only been established for ten years, possessed information and treasures that everyone in the world wished to know. It caused all the monarchs of the various nations to be unable to calm down day and night, but there was nothing they could do about it.

Killing intent flashed through his tiny eyes as he quietly placed the skull in front of his chest into the black box. The skull seemed to have eyes as it swallowed the black bug at the side. When the two combined, a terrifying aura emanated from them.

He closed his eyes and recited the formula of the Gu worm. Because of his chant, the Gu worm within the black box rolled on the surface of its body like an inflatable ball, unceasingly in the black box with "pfft pfft pfft" sounds.

The forehead of the Xi Liang state advisor started sweating profusely, he thought that Jun Mohan must have been tortured to death by this parasite!

But, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and slowly opened his eyes, only to see a sharp sword that was like an ice pillar stabbing into his chest, while Jun Mohan looked down at him from above, as though he was begging for mercy.

Before he could even react, Jun Mohan had become one with his sword, and like a dragon, he pierced through his body.

A black hole suddenly appeared in his body, and black, disgusting blood flowed out. A rancid stench instantly filled the entire forest, making it hard for people to breathe.

"You actually cured the poison …"

His eyes were filled with disbelief. His thin and cold lips lightly spit out a few words before he fell to the ground, his eyes wide open. He died with everlasting regret.

Perhaps, even to the point of death, he still did not know how Jun Mohan cured the poison, yet he still died in Jun Mohan's hands without even being aware of it.

Seeing that he died with everlasting regret, Jun Mohan was startled, and immediately kept the ice pillar like sword in his hand, and anxiously walked back.

Tonight, their target was Xi Er, but because he was led over by Hong Mei, he was stopped by the people from Xi Liang and allowed Hong Mei to take the chance to escape, presumably to look for Xi Er.

Fortunately, Xi Er had cured him of the parasite poison, so he was able to escape state advisor's clutches.

After the death of the Xi Liang state advisor, the holes in the black box immediately burned with a sizzling sound. Not long after, they exploded with a "bang" and the dense fog that covered the sky covered his eyes.

Jun Mohan originally wanted to leave, but the poison aura made him dizzy. Looking at the overlapping figures in front of him, he felt shaky.

No, Xi Er was still waiting for him to save her?

He opened his eyes with all his might and used all his strength to condense the ice pillar, then he started to wildly cut into the forest …

The power of this sword was enough to shatter a person's soul!

Within a radius of three meters around Jun Mohan, he was already enveloped by the sword aura. No matter which direction he dodged in, it seemed to be impossible to dodge. With a "ding", sparks flew in all directions. The sword in Jun Mohan's hand, that was like an ice pillar, had actually unerringly moved to intercept the sword's blade. Just at that moment, the Sword Qi that filled the sky suddenly disappeared without a trace, the blood rain like maple leaves had yet to fall, and Leng Ming who was drenched in blood stood in front of him.

"My lord, I am too late."

Leng Ming stabbed his sword into the ground, he knelt on one knee, with his head lowered, waiting for Jun Mohan's retribution.

"Return and receive your punishment!"

Jun Mohan said in his weak voice, he had inhaled a large amount of poisonous gas, and this poison was very vicious, it first devoured a person's heart, and then slowly corroded your body.

Some people with weak willpower couldn't bear the pain of the poisonous gas gnawing on their hearts and directly pulled out their swords to commit suicide.

"Take me to see Bai Zhixi!"

After Jun Mohan finished speaking, he slowly fell into the rain of blood. At this moment, he was wearing Zhang Yang's mask. When the raindrops fell on his mask, it was truly terrifying.

He did not expect the Xi Liang state advisor to be so meticulous and vicious as to hide this poison within a parasite.

Whether or not he had cured the damned poison, he would die here.

"Clean this place up. Remember, don't leave any survivors. "

Leng Ming carried Jun Mohan, and had also recovered his identity as the hall master of the Blood Fiend Hall. His ice-cold baleful subordinates tightly lowered their heads, not daring to meet his gaze.

The forest suddenly recalled the tragic cries, and they did not stop for a long time.

An hour later, Leng Ming finally walked out of the maze like forest with Jun Mohan on his back.

He saw a carriage made from high quality rosewood parked in front of him. His eyes flashed as he hurriedly went deeper into the forest.

"Come out!"

The cold voice of the woman beside the carriage rang out. He was startled and walked towards the carriage without any hesitation.

After the last leaf had fallen, the forest returned to its dead silence.