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"Cut the crap, attack!" Han Ling had clearly lost his patience. With an explosive shout, the subordinates in black hiding in various parts of the alleyway all pulled out their swords and jumped out.

So it turned out that Han Ling was the one who had killed so many people at the Ye Mingliu Gold Banquet.

Luo Lingwei regretted not exchanging a dagger at the same time when she was exchanging qinggong, so she could stab this pervert who would kill people without batting an eye.

In the corner, my chest was still recovering, so I couldn't relax and once again controlled my puppets to protect Luo Lingwei.

Although Ye Lianhe's Mortal Martial Art was high, a normal martial arts technique would not be able to withstand Han Ling's unorthodox methods of the Jianghu. There were all sorts of underhanded methods. That group of people would do anything to achieve their goal. If one was not careful, they would be tricked.

It wasn't painful to have a puppet, but it didn't matter if one died. It was most suited to deal with this sort of hooligan.

"Thank you very much." Being a martial artist as well, Ye Lianhe was able to see with a glance that the internal injuries on her teacher's body were severe. Zhao Wei could no longer stand up for internal injuries of this level.

She shook her head. "No need to thank me. I didn't do it for you."

She had roamed the world for many years and had never sold anyone's face. How could she not thank him in the middle of the night? She just didn't want to see her daughter get hurt.

"You're injured, hurry back to the Swallow Tower to rest." Luo Lingwei was moved, and she held her master's ice-cold hand to persuade her to go back.

Han Ling's target was only Ji Wu Ye, who would not forcefully attack him from that direction.

She didn't say anything as she resolutely stood in front of her.

Luo Lingwei could not say that she was no longer in danger from completing the system quest, so she could only watch as the group of people engaged in a chaotic battle.

Surprisingly, Dugu Qian Huan was still standing under the tree with her sword in hand. She didn't participate in the battle.

Noticing Luo Lingwei's wandering gaze, Dugu Qian Huan coldly snorted and returned her gaze without a shred of cowardice. A murderous aura that seemed to cover the entire sky came surging over like a vast ocean. Luo Lingwei did not know martial arts, nor did she have any internal force. Under the impact of the internal force, the blood and Qi in her chest churned, and a bloody taste appeared in her mouth.

She took several deep breaths against Nightedge before she managed to force the blood out of her mouth.

Ye Lianhe's right hand was rubbing the pattern on the hilt of his sword, ready to strike at any moment. Other people might be fearful of Dugu Qian Huan's strength, but he didn't put them in his eyes.

Ye Lianhe had been through many bloody and teary lessons on the battlefield, and his inner strength had been honed to an unstoppable extent. Even Dugu Qianduan who came from the martial arts world might not be able to gain much from it.

Ye Qing quickly stepped forward to protect Luo Lingwei and also used her inner force to protect her from Dugu Qianyin's oppressive aura. Her ink-like eyebrows creased as she stared at Dugu Qianyin with rapt attention.

Dugu Qian Huan smiled as her lips moved slightly. Luo Lingwei could tell that she was referring to how things had been since they last met.

With whom? Uncle Ye Qing?

During the confrontation between Ye Qing and Dugu Qianyin, Ji Wu Ye had already fought with Han Ling more than ten times. The situation was getting more and more tense. Han Yu's gloomy eyes couldn't bear to watch any longer, so he pulled out his folding fan and joined the battle.

His folding fan was specially forged by Emperor Xu An. The Twelve Bone Splitting Fan was divided into two sides, and when it was opened, each side carried a sharp blade.

Chopping steel like mud, it was exactly the same as a sword.

Han Ling was full of thoughts about capturing Ji Wuye and finding out the secret of his previous dynasty, so he didn't care about what Han Yu did. All of a sudden, Han Yu's sneak attack had succeeded. His shoulder had been cut by a layer of skin, and blood was flowing out of the wound.

Han Ling's face turned pale as he angrily scolded Han Yu, "What are you doing? Han Yu, do you really not want to go back to Xu An?"

When Han Yu's fan was smeared with poison, Han Ling realized how powerful the poison was and hurriedly focused all his attention on suppressing it. Han Yu and Ji Wuye attacked from both sides together, and soon, Han Ling was no longer able to hold on and could only lean against the wall while gasping for air.

"You are a good person." Han Ling's face was deathly pale. He used his right hand to support his sword as he glared hatefully at Han Yu.

Han Yu lowered his eyes and took out the antidote from his sleeve, stuffing it into the man's mouth.

"Heh, just consider it my fate not to get involved with this brother of yours. If he could do it again, Han Yu, "Han Ling spat out Han Yu's antidote in an ungrateful tone," If he could do it again, I'd definitely kill you early on!

"I boast of my cleverness, but I have never seen a thing like you who has a heart of a wolf!"

Han Ling had lost his ability to fight and was cursing nonstop. Although he didn't mention his name, everyone knew that the person he was scolding was Han Yu.

Han Yu's face turned paler and paler. In the end, he was even more miserable than the severely injured Han Ling.

"Prince, why are you so magnanimous? Why can't you sit down and have a good talk?" Ji Wu Ye knew that Han Ling was already exhausted, so he kept his sword and patted the dust from the old locust tree with a smile, "I think that's good. If everyone has any doubts, just let it be."

Luo Lingwei raised her eyes to look at Han Ling. He looked very similar to Han Yu. The two brothers quietly stood together, but those people that weren't familiar with each other were almost unable to distinguish the difference between the two of them.

She was a little curious as to what had happened to cause the two brothers who looked so similar to each other to be in such a state.

Luo Lingwei wasn't the only one who didn't understand what had happened between the two brothers, which was why Han Ling was so resentful towards his elder brother Han Yu.

He didn't look like a brother who came from the same mother.

Hmph, thinking you're smart.

Han Ling sneered and looked at Ji Wu Ye coldly. Today, he wanted to see what flowers this master of the heart who knew everything could say.

"The reason why His Highness Duke of Jin is bitterly pursuing Wu Ye is because he wants the Longevity Pill in his dragon vein to save a person. Isn't it? "

Han Ling raised his head in astonishment, and saw the sparkling light in Ji Wu Ye's eyes. He suddenly felt some unrealistic hope and laughed at himself.

When others seek longevity, I ask for old friends to return.

He was only trying to make up for the regrets he had missed. There were too many things that he missed out on when he was young. By the time he came to his senses, it was already too late.

As Ye Lianhe understood, he went close to the still ignorant Luo Lingwei and whispered in her ear, "Back then, Emperor Xu An was the Crown Prince's son, and he was bestowed a marriage by his first daughter. Princess Hua-Yang was a rare talent at that time. It's a pity that Xu An rose up as the late emperor and bestowed the marriage on her. Her situation was delicate, and after several years of being cautious and careful, she still ended up dying from severe injuries shortly after Xu An split. "

"After the princess's death, Emperor Xu An was determined to break off with the empress, and he did not even grant her permission to enter the Royal Tomb of Xu'an."

This sudden death was none other than Han Yu and Han Ling's mother, the former Prince Xu An's consort — Mu Hanyi.

"Mother did it to save me." Han Yu sobbed as he covered his face, his voice choked with sobs. "I was the one who passed on the message of Xu An's independence to the female emperor."

His father had never loved that pathetic woman, and the hypocrisy of those feelings was nothing more than a false pretence of deceiving the world. His father had bribed the sorcerer to use their twin as an excuse to rebel. His mother had risked her life to protect him, but she had been unwilling to destroy their hopes for his father.

Han Yu, as the elder brother who had seen through the cold and warmth of the world, naturally understood the truth with a single glance.

All these years, he had always thought that his own selfish desires had caused his mother's death.

Only by doing this would he be able to live his life comfortably without knowing the truth.