Chapter 352 The Only Thing

The sword light rushed into the gap in the black monster's chest like a galactic backflow.

The black monster's body trembled at that moment. The blade that he pressed on Xu Han's sword began to tremble, and the force that landed on it gradually faded away.

His blood-red eyes flashed with fear and disbelief. He slowly lowered his head and looked at his chest.

There was a huge crack created by the sword light. A viscous liquid like magma poured down from inside and landed on the ground. This time, the magma did not turn into scorpions again. Instead, it was as if it had been watered by cold water. Gradually, it extinguished and turned black. It solidified together.

The black monster muttered to itself. However, before he could finish his words, the bloody light in his eyes suddenly extinguished. At that moment, his entire body turned into a pitch-black statue, no longer alive.

"This" Xu Han did not expect that this monster that could not be killed would be defeated by him just like that. This was somewhat beyond his expectations.

But in the next moment, the black monster that had already turned into a statue suddenly let out a loud explosion, and his black body exploded at that moment. His body turned into black stones and shattered. Xuan'er dodged with a quick flash. Xu Han was not so lucky. Behind him was the Wolf King who had lost his ability to move. He had no choice but to grind his teeth and summon the sword intent in his body to shatter all the stones that flew over. Only then could he avoid this calamity.

Xu Han retracted his sword and sheathed it with lingering fear. He looked at the scattered rocks in the surroundings. Only then did he truly feel relieved. He was just about to get up and check on the wolf king's appreciative injuries behind him.

"Miao!" Xuan'er, who had transformed into an ordinary size, let out a loud shout and jumped into his embrace.

"It's fine now." Xu Han comforted Xuan'er, only to suddenly discover that Xuan'er was holding a red stone in her mouth.

"What is this?" Xu Han took out the stone from Xuan'er's mouth and placed it in front of his eyes. He discovered that the so-called stone was completely sparkling and translucent. Under the morning sun, it shone with a demonic light, and faintly revealed faint energy fluctuations.

"Did you find it from that monster's body?" Xu Han asked.

"Miao?" Xuan'er tilted her head, not knowing why.

…

Golden Mausoleum City of the Chen Kingdom.

After months of fighting, the Xia soldiers finally retreated.

The people of the Chen Kingdom who had spent half a year worriedly finally heaved a sigh of relief. The people exchanged praises for Prince Meng. Today was the day of Meng Ke's return. The people of Jinling City had already set up a queue at the city gate to welcome Prince Meng, who had saved the people from the fire and water.

"Why aren't you giving up?" The purple-eyed girl sitting next to the tea stall looked at Fang Ziyu, who was drinking tea with her head lowered, and asked angrily.

She did not like the Sword Mausoleum, nor did she like that fellow called Meng Liang. But in her heart, she couldn't help but feel unfair for that idiot. In order to save Fang Ziyu, that fellow didn't leave any room. Not only did he agree to go to the Southern Wilderness to guard the mausoleum, he also made her not mention anything about this matter, so as not to make Fang Ziyu feel guilty.

"Ah, why are all these fools in the Sword Mausoleum?" Thinking of this, the purple-eyed girl couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

Hearing this, Fang Ziyu finally raised his head. "Today, Meng Ke will return to the court. Chen Xuanji will definitely come out to welcome him. I will personally ask him, otherwise I will not be willing to accept it."

"They have already appointed a queen, and you are the king of a country. Why would they fall for you?" Perhaps it was because she thought of Meng Liang, or perhaps it was because the purple-eyed girl had always been like this. At this moment, the tone in her words was somewhat harsh and harsh.

Hearing this, Fang Ziyu's pretty face couldn't help but reveal a trace of loneliness.

She lowered her head again at that time, but her fingers tightly grabbed the teacup in front of her and muttered to herself, "I don't believe he would treat me like this, I don't believe…"

"Hmph, my mind is full of Chen Xuanji. Where's Meng Liang? Why did you forget?" Seeing her like this, the purple-eyed girl was instantly dissatisfied and could not help but say.

"Isn't Meng recuperating in the Mausoleum of the Sword?" Fang Ziyu looked at the purple-eyed girl strangely and was puzzled.

The purple-eyed girl sneered and was about to say something, "Hmph, recuperate, that place in the Sword Mausoleum …"

Pa la!

However, at that time, there was a burst of firecrackers coming from the city wall, accompanied by the people shouting like a tsunami, "Welcome, Your Highness, triumph!"

"Hello, Prince Meng!"

"Thank you, Prince Meng!"

The purple-eyed girl's words were interrupted. At that time, Fang Ziyu also turned his head to look in the direction of the city gate. He saw a group of soldiers dressed in armor enter the prosperous Jinling City from the direction of the city gate. They were grand and grand. As they walked, their auras flowed. Ning'er did not disperse. At a glance, she knew that they were extraordinary Hundred Battles Masters. The leader of the group was sitting on a red horse. He was around forty years old and had sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. The outline of his face was like a knife. He could vaguely see that he was somewhat similar to Meng Liang.

Needless to say, Fang Ziyu had guessed that this person was the King of the Chen Kingdom, Munch, who had recently become a god among the people of Jinling City!

From the sincere smiles on the faces of these people and the various kinds of food they served, it was not difficult to see how popular Prince Meng was in the Chen Kingdom.

"Your Majesty has arrived!" At this moment, a spy's voice suddenly sounded from behind. The crowd surrounding Meng Liang shouted their congratulations and pushed them away. Fang Ziyu's body also trembled as he hurriedly turned around and looked behind him.

It had been several months since the purple-eyed girl had brought her to Jinling City, but Chen Xuanji was no longer the eldest senior brother of the Exquisite Pavilion. How could Fang Ziyu see the emperor who lived in Changle Palace if she wanted to?

A few months later, Pan Heng finally let her wait for the chance for Munch to return to the court and Chen Xuanji to personally welcome him.

She originally thought that she would be very happy at this time, and finally be able to see that idiot surnamed Chen, but in reality, at this moment, she felt a kind of fear in her heart, a kind of fear that she wanted to turn around and leave.

The Spirit Dragon Pavilion had long since been unable to return. According to the news from a few days ago, Xu Han had also died, and even Meng Liang had disappeared.

She didn't know where she could or should go.

If Chen Xuanji didn't want her, if all of this wasn't because he had any difficulties, then how would she survive?

This was not Fang Ziyu's cowardice.

It was just that the first half of her life had been too comfortable. No matter what the situation was, there would always be people willing to shelter her from the wind and rain.

Now that these people were gone, she couldn't help but feel uncomfortable and lost.

This was the pain that was necessary to grow, and it was the same for everyone.

Only when you tear apart the heavens created for you and experience the cruelty of the world will you have the courage to face the real world.

Therefore, Fang Ziyu did not escape after all. She stood up and straightened her waist. She wanted him to see her at the first possible moment, give her a hug, or give her a loud slap in the face.

This way, she would be able to wake up from her beautiful dreams of the past few years.

…

In the distance, the Emperor's team finally slowly walked over.

A hundred guards, gilded carriages, and embroidered flags all displayed their dignity as the sovereign of the Chen Kingdom.

If it were in the past, Fang Ziyu would have to raise his head and stuck out his chest and say, "My family's idiot surnamed Chen is amazing."

But now, she could not say such words.

This was because Long Yu not only had Chen Xuanji, whom she had longed for, but also had a woman who was as beautiful as a flower and wore a phoenix crown and a feather coat. The two of them had intimate expressions on their faces, and they could be said to be envious of others.

Fang Ziyu's body began to tremble.

Of course, she had expected such a scene, but when it appeared in front of her, her heart couldn't help but tremble.

According to the plan, she should shout loudly at this time, let him see her, let him tell himself why it was like this.

But at this moment, she lost her last bit of courage.

She stared blankly at the carriage carrying the two of them passing by her side, but her throat seemed to have been poured with molten iron, unable to make a single sound.

At that time, Chen Xuanji, who was enjoying the cheers of the people, suddenly turned his head. He smiled and waved at the people, but his gaze inadvertently saw Fang Ziyu in the crowd.

'"Chen" The exchange of glances that she hadn't seen for a long time gave Fang Ziyu some courage. She opened her mouth to say something to the other party.

However, Chen Xuanji's gaze only paused on her body for less than a breath. In the next moment, he turned his head and continued to wave at the crowd. The brilliant smile on his face was as if he had never seen Fang Ziyu before.

However, Fang Ziyu knew that he had indeed seen her.

"Your Majesty, who is that?"

"Huh? I don't know him. He's just an ordinary citizen, right?" The conversation from the carriage confirmed this point.

Fang Ziyu's head rumbled as she stood there in a daze.

"How is it? Are you satisfied?" After witnessing all of this, the purple-eyed girl stepped forward and said faintly.

The purple-eyed girl who promised Meng Liang to accompany Fang Ziyu did not like this girl very much. In her eyes, Fang Ziyu was truly too cowardly and naive.

She thought that with Fang Ziyu's temper, he should be howling and crying at this moment, but she didn't expect that after hearing this, Fang Ziyu's face suddenly revealed a smile.

"Thank you for accompanying me for so long." Fang Ziyu said as he turned his head to look at the purple-eyed girl.

She didn't know if it was her reaction that exceeded the purple-eyed girl's expectations, or if her tone was too sincere. The purple-eyed girl was surprised at that time and didn't respond to her immediately.

"Senior, are you willing to do me another favor?" Fang Ziyu ignored the strange appearance of the purple-eyed girl and asked again.

"What?"

"I want to become stronger."

"Huh?"

"I want to be strong enough to protect everyone, not be protected by them again and again."

"I want to revive the Linglong Pavilion. I want to avenge Xu and get Meng out of the Mausoleum of Swords."

"I owe them this." The girl looked straight at the purple-eyed girl and said word by word.

The purple-eyed girl was stunned again. She suddenly came to her senses. Perhaps the girl in front of her had understood from the beginning. Everything Meng Liang had done for her, she also knew some clues about what had happened in Chang'an.

She just didn't want to face it.

And now, the world finally appeared clearly in front of her. She had no choice but to retreat, and could only move forward alone.

"It's very difficult. You need to have enough awareness."

"That's the only thing I have right now."

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