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BOOM!

A bolt of lightning pierced through the sky, slicing through the dark sky like a sword.

On the streets of the capital, a group of people were walking hurriedly, facing the wind and rain, and advancing forward. They were heading in the direction of Red Star Academy.

"According to His Majesty's orders, we shall announce the entrance of the Red Star Academy's Principal and the Fifth Institute's disciple, Qin Meng, into the palace."

"Please, the carriage is ready."

The old and the young looked at each other. Their expressions were inexplicable, but they still got into the carriage.

In the depths of the imperial palace, a young man in a dragon robe was pacing back and forth in a magnificent hall. He seemed nervous, yet he was also struggling and hesitating in pain.

"Your Majesty." A refined middle-aged man walked out and bowed.

"What's the matter?" The young man at the top frowned.

"Since His Majesty has already made his decision, why should I feel sad?" The elegant man looked at him. "As the ruler of a country, Your Majesty must not forget the history!"

Two thousand years ago, his Shang Kingdom almost disappeared because of that bloodline.

A thousand years ago, it was once again that bloodline that had allowed Shang Kingdom to stand amidst the storm.

Now, a thousand years apart …

Just half a month ago, that disciple from the Mount Yuheng came to find him.

If he was only the lord of a nation, then he would unhesitatingly execute this mission, but unfortunately, he was still a former Fifth Institute disciple.

Towards that old man, he felt reverence and gratitude in his heart.

But now, he was going to make a move on his teacher. He was being heartless.

The young man in the dragon robe said nothing, only his lamentations gradually faded until only silence remained.

After a long while, the scholarly man spoke once again. "Your Majesty, this subject still has matters to attend to …"

The young man waved his hand and said tiredly, "Go!"

The scholarly man bowed once again. He turned around and walked out of the hall. "Where is Senior Ma?"

At the foot of the stairs, a man in golden armor stood up, "This official is here. May I know what the Imperial Advisor wishes?"

The scholarly man looked at him with a somewhat deep gaze, like a gem in the night. He immediately said, "His Majesty has ordered for Ma Jianan to lead the three thousand imperial guards to the west gate plaza and capture and kill the demon Li Yi."

Beneath the stairs, everyone revealed expressions of shock, because they knew clearly the relationship between the young Emperor and his Fifth Institute, and furthermore, according to his personality, it was impossible for him to be so decisive.

One must know that even a few months ago, when his Kingdom Supervisor Temple was bleeding, he still did not make a move!

But now, he actually gave such an order. For a moment, the group of officials went silent.

Ma Jianan was also stunned for a moment. Then, he responded with a "Yes" before turning around and leaving.

Magic?

Was he really a demon?

The people did not know, but perhaps in the hearts of some people, he was already a demon. This was sufficient reason.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. The sky was gradually getting darker and the sky was getting darker.

The streets of the capital were cold and cheerless. Besides the noise of the wind and rain, there was almost no sound, nor was there any figure.

On the Ximen Plaza, the slaughter continued.

Another group of assassins dressed in black rushed in, and stepped on the rainwater that was mixed with blood.

"Kill!"

Mad killing shouts echoed through the rainy night. Dozens of figures quickly approached. Their eyes were like poisonous snakes in the depths of the desert, cold and profound.

Pfft!

Finally, the powerful Duan Wuhen was pierced by a sword of rain. His body was sent flying dozens of meters away as he coughed out large mouthfuls of blood.

"Idiot, are you still unconscious?"

"I can't hold on any longer."

"Are we going to die together?"

"That's fine too, you're in Heaven and Hell too."

As she thought about it, she smiled. It was a pity that the rain was too heavy, so no one could see her smile clearly. In the end, another talisman took shape in the rain before blossoming.

"This girl looks very much like a person." In the pavilion, the middle-aged woman whispered. For a long time, her heart was unable to calm down?

"Who?" Ning Xiaoqian was baffled.

"A person who almost became a king." The middle-aged woman said.

"Dammit, how could she have so many talismans on her?" Young Master of The Gao Family became crazy, because the three groups from the front and back were all killed by Chen Meng.

From his point of view, she was just a Talisman Master. She was neither a Martial Cultivator nor a magical expert, and her talisman had not been used up even now.

"I'll go kill him." Young Master of The Gao Family was cold, his eyes filled with madness and intense killing intent.

"Young Lord, you can't." A middle-aged man wanted to stop him, but he had already rushed out, and his speed became faster and faster. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the rain.

At the same time, in a corner.

Lan Yu Mo looked confused and whispered, "He's worried."

In a certain direction.

Mo Wushuang muttered to himself, "This is a unique technique, is this the talisman drawing technique from the ancient era? It actually has a legacy, that's unbelievable! "

Plop!

After releasing the last talisman, Chen Meng was completely exhausted, the Qi Sea did not continue to circulate, her mind was buzzing, as though there were countless flies flying around, and then she fell down.

"So tired."

This was the last bit of consciousness she had. Her eyelids opened wide and in her blurry vision, she saw a fair and delicate face. Was it Li Yi?

BOOM!

Bolts of lightning struck down, as if the heavens were furious. The rain became even more torrential, as if the dam above the ninth heaven had collapsed.

Young Master of The Gao Family rushed over.

At the edge of the square, there were three thousand imperial guards appearing.

The moment before Chen Meng fell to the ground, Li Yi had already woken up. When he opened his eyes, he saw the rain, the lightning, the piles of corpses on the plaza and the stench of blood that the violent winds and torrential rain could not hide.

"Li Yi, die." Young Master of The Gao Family was furious like thunder, his face fierce, as though a god of death had descended from the depths of hell.

Far away, still dozens of meters away from Li Yi, he leaped up and clenched his fists. The Five Elements Fist erupted in an instant, and the scorching aura was hard to conceal even on a rainy night.

Very powerful.

Worthy of being ranked fourth amongst the seven great geniuses.

Li Yi quickly got up, placed Chen Meng on his back, and slashed out with a single hand. The two clashed and a loud sound reverberated out, the energy ripples spreading out in all directions.

The most frightening thing was that Young Master of The Gao Family's fist aura had actually suppressed Li Yi's black greatsword.

With the collision of their blows, Li Yi was forced to retreat, his face turning slightly pale.

Bang!

The Young Master of The Gao Family attacked again, it was still the Five Elements Fist, the boxing intent was boundless and was mixed in with the rain.

Because he had to take care of Chen Meng who was on his back, in that instant of collision, his body flew out again as the blood in his body tumbled.

"Leave her to me!"

It was unknown when a beautiful figure arrived. She wore a light purple long dress, had a slim figure, and a delicate face. She was holding an ancient yellow oil-paper umbrella.

The oil paper umbrella's range was very small, it was unable to cover her clothes at all. But the strange thing was, her beautiful clothes did not have any trace of rain, and Li Yi even noticed that her boots were still the same.

This storm was very heavy. The entire plaza was filled with rain, but why didn't she touch it?

"What's your name?" Li Yi struggled to stand up, and the bloodstain on the corner of his mouth quickly disappeared without a trace under the washing of the rain.

"Mo Wushuang." Her gaze was still very calm, as if she had not seen the terrifying slaughter that Li Yi was about to face.

"You want to take her away?" Li Yi asked again, becoming more vigilant.

Although he did not know the identity and background of the person in front of him, but to be able to walk together with someone like Wu Qing, he was evidently extraordinary. Or perhaps, according to his conjecture, Mo Wu Shuang came from Mount Yuheng?

But why would she appear at this time? And to take Chen Meng away? Was he saving her? Or was he really going to bring Chen Meng away from the capital?

Mo Wushuang seemed to have also thought of Wu Qing. He looked at him and said, "Wu Qing and I have different paths, she comes from the Yaoguang Lake."

Li Yi's body shook, revealing a startled expression, but he quickly calmed down. He still said the same words: "You want to take her away from the capital?"

Mo Wushuang replied, "Yes."

Li Yi shook his head: "You can go!"

Mo Wushuang remained unmoved and continued, "Do you still have a choice? If you really care about her, you should give her to me. "

Choice?

Li Yi swayed a little, and only now did he remember his current situation, and could not help but laugh self-deprecatingly.

As the slaughter neared, the furious Young Master of The Gao Family and that large group of terrifying existences that had appeared out of nowhere.

As he thought about it, he silently lowered Chen Meng's body and muttered: "I will go and find you. If she is missing a single hair on her head, then I will slaughter Yaoguang Lake."

Stubborn, serious, persistent.

As he swayed, he seemed to see a lunatic. However, he immediately shook his head, suppressing that thought in his heart. How could he compare to that person?