Chapter 245: The Death of Duke Ningguo
It was the short sword again.
Zeng Anmin's eyes were directly cast on the dagger.
The short sword appeared in an ordinary way.
But when it moves.
Zeng Anmin felt that his mind could not help but shake.
It seems that the short sword is about to be sucked into the sword body. "What does this feel?" Zeng Anmin felt the yearning coming from his body.
And the movement of staring at the dagger without blinking.
What's going on with me?
How could I be attracted by that dagger?
Zeng Anmin frowned slightly.
The same was true last time I was in the Illusion Formation Examination.
Aren’t I a rebellious God of Martial Arts?
Is my gold finger 100% immune to mental attack?
Why can't help but be attracted by the trajectory of the dagger?
He looked at the dagger very seriously.
He was pondering.
"Kill!!!"
A hoarse voice rang out.
It is the evil skull of the Taoist sect.
The short sword seems to carry the most dazzling light in the world.
Attract everyone's attention.
It was like a giant mountain, pressing towards the evil zombie in the center of the hall in front.
The speed is not fast.
It is enough to make anyone see it very clearly.
"Kill!"
There was no stranger on the extremely beautiful face of the evil zombie.
She raised her hand.
Her speed is not fast either.
Hold your arm towards the dagger.
However, she did not imagine that she held the dagger in her hand.
"Chirp."
The slightest voice sounded.
The dagger didn't even show the position of her arm.
But it was extremely strange to go around her neck. "Go back." The second-grade ancestor Wang Dong's voice sounded.
The voice was indifferent.
"Swish!"
The dagger disappeared.
Only the evil skull was left in place.
There was no expression on the evil and stiff face.
Her arms were still hovering in the air.
She looked at Wang Dong faintly.
Wang Dong just looked at her with a contempt.
"The evil sect sect is slaughtered..."
"The tools piled up by evil methods."
"Do you understand the human path?"
After saying this.
Wang Dong slowly turned around...
Seeing Wang Dong turned around.
The evil and deadpan face still had no expression on it.
She raised her head gently.
"Crack."
Her white hair was scattered all over the ground from the middle.
This subtle sound attracted everyone's attention.
Zeng Anmin looked up.
"Buzz~"
In his shocked eyes.
The evil and stiff body of the Taoist sect slowly turned into nothingness.
First it's the head.
Her head was like dust, scattered with naked eyes.
But it was not scattered on the ground, but was in the air without knowing what force was being vague.
Then came her body.
Her body seemed to be eroded by a force that was invisible to the naked eye.
Slowly blurred.
…
"This."
Zeng Anmin took a deep breath.
Then he looked up involuntarily.
A gaze flashed in her eyes.
Is this what the martial artist did? ?
Over the top of his head.
Wang Dong was suspended in the air.
Looking at him condescendingly.
"You have nothing to say to me?"
Wang Dong's voice sounded faintly.
Zeng Anmin was stunned for a moment, then hesitated and asked:
"What did you say to you...?"
I really want to say to you, can you recognize you as an adopted father?
But in full view of everyone, I couldn't speak...
Zeng Namin looked around in embarrassment.
Everyone was staring at him without blinking. Even when Emperor Jianhong saw that Wang Dong took the initiative to speak, a hint of astonishment appeared on his face.
"How did you see through Li Jian's plan?" Wang Dong raised his eyebrows lightly and looked at Zeng Anmin condescendingly.
"This matter is a long story..." Zeng Anmin pondered for a moment, and then he became solemn: "Actually, I had some doubts about him from the beginning. I really understood his plans because I remembered you after chasing the assassin of the hat."
Zeng Anmin's eyes were filled with calmness.
He looked at Wang Dong and said, "He calculated that you are so upright and will definitely go out to Beijing to hunt down."
"But that's why I'm alert."
"But he must have missed the calculation."
"But he must have missed the calculation."
"For example, when I dared to make a bet, I notified Xu Tianshi and asked him to notify you to return to Beijing."
"At that time, you must have reacted and felt suspicious. You are on the way back to Beijing."
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Of course he couldn't say that this was his entire contribution.
You have to save face.
…
"Not bad."
Wang Dong looked at Zeng Anmin deeply, and even a smile of relief flashed across his face.
His answer to Zeng Anmin is very helpful.
Then his eyes looked at Emperor Jianhong: "This young man is smart enough, so he can train him well."
After speaking, his body went deep into the palace.
…
"Boom!!!"
A huge roar sounded outside.
Everyone looked out almost at the same time.
She saw Si Zhongxiao covered in blood.
On the other side, Li Jian was already so old that he was not as human.
He had only slightly mixed with a few white strands of hair, but it had turned white at this time.
The skin around the body is wrinkled like tree bark.
Even the exposed skin, the yellow squad was densely raised.
At this time, he was like a puppet that was about to go.
He stood there, gasping.
He looked straight at Si Zhongxiao opposite him.
The blood on Si Zhongxiao's body ticked and scattered to the ground.
There is his blood.
There is also the blood of Li Jian.
The weapons in the hands of the two have long been cut off.
The entire courtyard outside the Tai Chi Palace is like ruins.
Amended by the battle between the two. "Mingyang, it's time to go on the road." Si Zhongxiao looked at Li Jian in front of him with a blank expression.
Li Jian heard Si Zhongxiao's words.
His old face moved.
A pleat of pleats was lifted up, like maggots crawling on his face.
His muddy eyes slowly looked at the faces of the people in the Tai Chi Palace.
First was Emperor Jianhong.
Then it is Bai Ziqing.
Finally, his eyes were fixed on Zeng Anmin. "Zeng Anmin... a mere fifth-rank Confucian scholar." "A person like an ant." "So everything is broken in your hands." "Li Jian, Duke of Ningguo, looked at Zeng Anmin deeply.
He took the entire hall into his eyes again.
That's what it means.
But there was only relief left in his voice.
He looked at Zeng Anmin faintly.
Look deeply.
"I can't make a plan, it's the destiny of heaven."
After speaking.
He slowly closed his eyes.
Then stretch out his hand.
The corners of his mouth seemed to have a curve.
"Puchi."
His hand was inserted straight into his own heart.
"Wow~"
He took out his heart himself.
He turned over and looked at Si Zhongxiao on the side.
"Don't worry?"
His voice was indifferent.
Si Zhongxiao looked at the violently beating heart in his hand deeply.
A casual move.
The martial arts aura tangled away, wrapping the heart back into his hands.
"Crack."
The heart was crushed into powder by Si Zhongxiao's martial arts true energy. "Go." Si Zhongxiao's voice sounded faintly.
"Puff."
The body fell on the ground.
(This chapter ends)