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Two days later, early in the morning. The sky was clear and the sun was shining brightly. The election for the Martial Alliance Master was held once every ten years, and it was scheduled.

The city was bustling with people. It was bustling with noise and excitement, and the scene was much bigger than at the Emperor's birthday banquet.

Du Yue City, this city that existed between Xi Liang s.

Hundreds of years ago, the world was divided into four parts. At that time, besides the kings of the four countries, there was also a sect that was on par with them. They called themselves the leaders of the martial arts alliance and commanded the martial artists.

Martial Union Lord did not like mountains and rivers, but he liked to guard his own three acres of land and keep it in order.

The Martial Union Lord did not belong to any country, but he commanded all martial artists in the world to have equal rights with the Emperor.

At first, the leaders of the four empires were unwilling, and secretly wanted to cross over the city.

However, they were all rejected by the Martial Union chief at that time and called upon the heroes of the realm. By the blood alliance's oath, they would not participate in the war between any country. Thus, the kings of the four kingdoms gave up.

However, a hundred years later, when the position of Alliance Head was renewed and replaced, the royal families of the four countries also participated in the election of Alliance Head Wu Lin.

Every Martial Arts Alliance Head was elected from the four kingdoms. Therefore, the four kingdoms fought openly and secretly.

The Fragrant Sky Pavilion in Yue City was a well-known brothel. Most of the women there didn't sell themselves, and they were well-liked by martial artists in the world.

"prince, are you really alright?"

In the Tian Xiang Pavilion's Son Room, Qing Shu looked at the pale and bloodless Jun Mohan who was lying on the bed, with worry and worry filling his eyes.

Today was the election meeting for Alliance Master Wu Lin. As the judge for this meeting, prince naturally could not be absent.

But now, with his body being so weak, Qing Shu was really worried that he would be able to endure until the time came.

Because today was the deadline.

"Don't worry!" This sovereign still won't die. "

Jun Mohan supported his dizzy body as he stood up and walked to the door shakily.

Only, just as Jun Mohan walked to the door, he seemed to have thought of something and turned around, giving a detailed explanation to Qing Shu:

"Qing Shu, remember what I told you last night. In the future, you must protect her well for me and not disobey her wishes. Fortunately, her sincerity is sufficient to live her life! "

Her tone was extremely sorrowful and it carried a hint of heartache, causing the eyes of Ning Yan, Qing Shu and the rest who were standing in the room to burn as tears streamed down their faces.

Could the prince really not endure that tribulation?

"Alright, don't you worry, prince, this servant will definitely follow Madam Ye's orders." In this lifetime, you will wait by her side to help her accomplish her great deeds. "

Qing Shu tried her best to hold back her tears as she cried.

"Alright, I am relieved now. "Let's go!"

Jun Mohan walked up and lightly patted Qing Shu's shoulders with a trace of apology in his eyes.

In this life, he was selfish again, leaving her alone to face everything.

How cruel.

As for Qing Shu, she was the person he trusted the most. Only by handing Xi Er over to her, would he be able to leave in peace.

The morning sunlight was always the warmest, but Qing Shu and the others felt a chill all over their body that went into her heart and down to her bones in an instant.

The west side of the city was the battling field.

At this moment, a group of martial arts sects that could accommodate 10,000 people walked into the arena in an orderly manner.

The martial arena was set up for a total of three days. The preliminaries, semifinals, and finals were held respectively. The final winner was the new Martial Forest Association Master.

The survival of the strong and the elimination of the weak had always been an ancient saying.

As a judge, Jun Mohan sat in the most conspicuous position, the best position.

As soon as he walked into the martial arena, it attracted a lot of attention. Several pairs of eyes were staring at him.

Although it had only been ten years since the establishment of the Blood Fiend Hall, its position in the martial arts world was not any less than that of Alliance Head Wu Lin.

"Look, that's the Blood Fiend Hall Master …"

"…"

"Truly a jade tree swaying in the wind …"

"…"

"There are very few men in the world who can match up to him …"

The youths and young women on the stage were all enthusiastically stating their point of view, as most of them were interested in Jun Mohan's true appearance.

Ning Yan quietly listened to the chattering from the crowd, a trace of pain in her eyes.

How could God not give such an outstanding person a chance to live for a few more years?

"Look, the princes of the four kingdoms are here …"

Amongst the noise, no one knew who shouted, but everyone turned to look at the door at the same time, only to see Dongfang Chen, Mo Feiye, Mo Feiling,, Bei Xiurou and a few others slowly walking over.

Dongfang Hao was dressed in white, and had a gentle and warm smile on his face. He held a feather fan in his hand, and fanned himself faintly, to the point where it gave him the feeling of a fairy.

He was indeed gentle and refined. Looking back, he smiled charmingly at Mo Yu. He was so pure that no one could recognize him.

Mo Feiye and Mo Feiling were both dressed in black. Mo Feiye had a carefree and elegant expression, constantly winking at the beauties on the field.

Mo Feiye, on the other hand, had an expression as cold as ice, as though he was rejecting people a thousand miles away.

Nangong Xuan had intentionally worn an ice blue robe today, and the elegant, white, rolling bamboo leaf pattern on the sides of the cloth matched well with the suet jade hairpin on his head, skillfully revealing the extraordinary figure of a gorgeous noble young master.

That smile was a bit flirtatious. The young man's frivolous chin was slightly lifted, and between his apricot-shaped eyes, the river of stars was brilliant and resplendent.

He had a completely dashing and elegant look to him.

At the back, "Bei Churou" looked cold, with a dark face that looked like it could drip ink.

She clearly had a great appearance, but at this moment, she was unlikeable. It was as if she was a demon from hell.

They did not stop and directly walked to their respective seats, and then stood beside Jun Mohan.

Every time they came to the Martial Arts Competition, the four kingdoms would send their princes and princesses to watch over them to ensure the fairness of the competition.

He also took this opportunity to give those princes and princesses who grew up with candied fruits and lived deep within the palaces a chance to gain experience.

"High Lord Demon Destroyer, we've met again! Our fates are not shallow!"

Dongfang Hao saw that Jun Mohan arrived before him, and then sat beside him, showing her displeasure, as she coldly ridiculed.

Hearing that, Jun Mohan raised his head and glanced at him, and then automatically ignored Dongfang Chen's unsightly expression. He did not answer him, but continued to drink his tea, suppressing the heart-wrenching pain in his heart.

Because of the arrival of Dongfang Chen and the others, the parasites in his body had become even more active. He could clearly feel them unscrupulously biting at every inch of his body.

"Is High Lord Jue Mo feeling uncomfortable?" Do you need me to call a doctor for you? After all, you are the judge of today.

Dongfang Hao smiled as he looked at Jun Mohan. Beads of sweat the size of beans dripped down the smooth silvery-white mask.

His hands were trembling as he held the teacup, and a few drops of tea could be seen dripping out of it.

Most of the people present could tell that Jun Mohan was abnormal, but no one said a word.

With his fame in Blood Fiend Hall, he had offended countless people in the martial arts world over the years. Even many of the officials from the four nations fell to him.

The common people would only dare to be angry at, but when they saw how much pain he was in, they could not help but feel at ease. They all wished for him to die quickly, as if they could reap all the benefits from his death.

"You …"

Nangong Xuan, who was sitting at the side, suddenly stood up. He was about to inquire further, but he didn't want to be pulled back by Mo Feiling.

Suddenly, he saw Mo Feiling shaking her head at him, as if telling him not to meddle in other people's business.

Bai Zhixi's disappearance these past few days had dealt a huge blow to him, and he was actually a little resentful towards Jun Mohan.

If he hadn't brought Bai Zhixi along with him, perhaps his only sister wouldn't have her whereabouts unknown.

"Crown Prince Xuan, don't be impatient. No matter what happens in a moment, you have to pretend that nothing is wrong. The purpose of today's trap set up by the crown prince of Xi Liang and the crown prince of the Eastern Region was precisely for the Phoenixis Maiden, Southern Frontier and the Northern Frontier. So, find a chance and quickly go to the Forest of Death to find Xi Er. I believe she's alive and still waiting for us to rescue her. I will leave Xi Er with you in the future. Tell her, she is the only one I, Jun Mohan, have ever loved from start to finish. I want her to live on and finish what she wants to do. "

Suddenly, Nangong Xuan heard Jun Mohan's voice in a baffling manner. Lifting his head, he saw Jun Mohan pursing her lips and not saying a word, only staring at him coldly.

He could actually speak Spanish.

"Jun Mohan, what do you mean by that?"

Nangong Xuan suppressed the shock in his heart, blinked his eyes at Jun Mohan, and responded with a language in his heart.

Why did he feel like Jun Mohan was giving out his last words?

"Crown Prince Xuan, remember what I said just now."

After Jun Mohan finished speaking, he coldly turned his head and stared at the few figures on the arena that were occasionally moving.

Seeing that Jun Mohan was not speaking anymore, Nangong Xuan suppressed the doubt in his heart, and turned around to see Dongfang Hao's sinister sneer.

However, it was quickly covered up by him as nothing seemed to have happened.

"Brother Ye, this is the treasure that my brother and grandfather brought from the Western Regions. It is said that it can stop bleeding and cure a hundred diseases. In today's competition, injuries are unavoidable. Therefore, I brought this treasure here, hoping that it can be of some use. "

Dongfang Chen took out a black box from his bosom. Under the stares of the crowd, it opened and released a blood-colored light that attracted everyone's attention.

"It's actually a worm …"

"…"

"Is this really my first time seeing a golden blood worm?"

Hearing this, Jun Mohan slowly tilted his head. The big golden bug in the box was actually exactly the same as the black blood worm he spat out.

Only, this one was several times larger than the one in his body, and as he looked at that large golden bug, he felt an indescribable sense of anxiety in his heart. His chest felt as if it was about to burst, and pain assaulted him without any forewarning.