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"Go and check, how many princes are there in the Tian Sheng Empire?" Neither Monarch stood by the side of the River of Forgetfulness, looking at the endless river of Forgetfulness, and said to a ghost official beside him.

He took out a book from nowhere and read it, then said: "Neither Monarch, there is only one prince in the Tian Sheng, his name is Chu Xiuhan, he was originally the son of Chenfei, and when he was thirteen he almost died, and in the end, he miraculously survived. According to our underworld records, his fate was already up when he was thirteen, and we sent people to retrieve his soul, but they actually found him alive.

"Oh?" Neither Monarch was a little distracted by the waters of the River of Forgetfulness, so he did not take the words of the Messengers too deeply into his heart.

"Looks like becoming a prince isn't going to work. Should I just directly become the emperor?" And you even pushed Chu Xiuhan a bit. " Neither Monarch turned his head and seriously looked at the demonic official at his side.

"No, Neither Monarch. The Son of Heaven was chosen by the heavens, and once you go to the mortal world and break the agreement between underworld and heaven, you will be punished by the heavens. You won't be able to hold on for long with this Qing Feng, so if you want to mess with the Son of Heaven's fate, I'm afraid it won't take more than two days before you lose half of your cultivation, and you'll still be beaten back into the underworld."

"Oh, I'm just saying it. This Qingfeng doesn't have a good identity. If he dies, so be it." I thought it was some kind of good identity that would make her like me. " Neither Monarch continued to look at the endless River of Forgetfulness in a daze.

On the other side, Nangong Waner who was sitting in the carriage heading to the Duke's Palace almost fell asleep, "This coachman's driving skills are really too steady, even if Zi Ye were to chase after the horses, he still wouldn't be able to catch up." Nangong Waner couldn't help but think this in his heart.

Outside the carriage, the only sound that could be heard was the sound of wheels rubbing against the ground. The inside of the carriage was extremely quiet, to the point that Nangong Waner could even hear his own breathing.

Not long after, the upper and lower eyelids started to move uncontrollably, Nangong Waner felt that he was about to fall asleep, but the carriage suddenly stopped in his tracks. Nangong Waner was suddenly flung out of the carriage by the inertia, and with a "Aiyo!", Nangong Waner slammed onto the door frame, instantly, Nangong Waner's forehead turned green and red.

Nangong Waner, on the other hand, woke up from his fall and quickly lifted the curtain to check.

He had just praised the coachman's ability, but now he realized that the coachman had long since disappeared.

He did not know when, but at the front of the carriage, there were quite a few people holding swords and sabers while fighting. A group of men in black were fighting with one another, and the snow was already stained with a lot of blood. Seeing this, Nangong Waner trembled a little and retreated two steps in panic.

Ah!" Nangong Wan'er unconsciously stepped on a dead body.

Nangong Waner hurriedly lifted his foot with his eyes closed, but accidentally stepped on another corpse. "Eh?" Nangong Waner seemed to have heard a muffled groan and was extremely frightened, even thinking that he had faked his corpse, he became a little delirious and actually quickly ran towards the group of fighting people.

Just in case, Nangong Waner also picked up a blade on the ground. It was a bit heavy, so Nangong Waner could only drag the blade with some difficulty and slowly walk over.

"Chu …" Chu Xiuhan? " Nangong Waner was shocked, the one who was fighting the black clothed man was Chu Xiuhan!

Although the Prince Zhan was skilled in martial arts, there were too many black clothed men, surrounding and attacking the Prince Zhan from left and right. The Prince Zhan attacked from the left and right, finding an opening with great difficulty, holding onto his sword, he leapt into the air. Just as he was about to slash down, he heard Nangong Waner call him over.

Prince Zhan's heart stirred as he looked back at Nangong Waner, as if he had completely forgotten about the movements in his hands. The man in black took aim of the time and changed his formation in twos and threes in an attempt to slash down.

"Cut it?" One of the men in black turned to the other man in black.

"Cut." Another black-clothed person replied in a low voice.

"Really chop?" The man in black was still a bit hesitant. He raised his sword and slashed a few times, but didn't actually slash down.

"What a slash." The other black-clothed person also slashed a few times, but the sword in his hand didn't dare to actually cut down.

"Still not cutting?" Prince Zhan looked at the black clothed man coldly, and said with a low voice.

Unexpectedly, when the two black clothed men heard Prince Zhan's words, they actually started fighting. The two were trembling so much that they couldn't even bring down their sabers.

Prince Zhan looked at the two of them in displeasure. He held his sword and exchanged a few more moves with them, but when he saw that the black-clothed man could not handle them anymore, he turned around and acted as if he made a mistake.

Instantly, Prince Zhan's crescent white robe was dyed red with blood …

"Chu — Xiu — Han!" Seeing Prince Zhan being pierced, Nangong Waner's face was filled with tears, he threw the sword in his hand and rushed over.

Nangong Waner felt as if his heart was frozen by the snowflakes that filled the sky. He was so stifled that he couldn't breathe, and ran in front of Prince Zhan in a daze, grabbing Chu Xiuhan who had fallen onto the ground, "Chu Xiuhan, are you alright?

Prince Zhan opened his eyes weakly and looked at Nangong Waner, "Nangong Waner, didn't you have nothing to do with me? Why do you want to control This King again? " Prince Zhan seemed to have used a lot of effort to finish saying that sentence. After he finished speaking, he spat out another mouthful of blood, which continued to flow into Nangong Waner's hands.

Nangong Waner hugged Chu Xiuhan tightly in his bloodied embrace as he cried, "Someone come quickly, someone come quickly!" The more Nangong Waner cried, the louder her cry became. She seemed to be in despair, but also seemed to be grieving for her.

Nangong Waner tried to cover Prince Zhan's bleeding wound with his hands, but he could not do anything to cover it. Nangong Waner cried until the point where he was at a loss for what to do.

"Hurry up and get a doctor." Nangong Waner did not know if he was suffering from an illness or something, but he still shouted at the dumbstruck black clothed man.

"This... I didn't mean to. " Those men in black seemed to be frightened as well. They turned around and ran away. In an instant, all the men in black retreated aside from the fight, just like those who were lying on the ground.

Chu Xiuhan, what do we do? Ahh@@

Prince Zhan, who should have been lying in Nangong Waner's embrace, suddenly sat up. Looking at Nangong Waner, he comforted her with a pained heart, "Wan Er, this king is fine."

What do you mean nothing? This blood is real, and your injuries are real." "Ahhh!" Nangong Wan'er could not stop crying.

"Wan Er, you are..." The Prince Zhan suddenly realised that Nangong Waner had seen through this scene unknowingly, "Zi Ye said that women are all made of water, and wanted me to act out a scheme that would make things difficult for you. I had even asked the Military Advisor, Wen Guang, to help me plan this, and I fought with the evil forces at the border and received serious injuries in order to gain your concern. This is what Wen Guang told me. " Prince Zhan reached out his hand, rubbing Nangong Waner's tears.

"Bullsh * t advisor, the blood on the corpse was fake, and there was even a grunt when stepping on it. The leader of the men in black must be Zi Ye. I could tell from that figure that he was holding his saber and didn't dare to cut it down." Nangong Waner seemed to have slowly calmed her emotions, she stopped her tears and seriously said to Prince Zhan, "Chu Xiuhan, it's really impossible for you and I to live together. You can't give me the life I want, so let me go."

"What kind of life do you want that I can't give?" It was unknown whether it was because Prince Zhan was injured or because he was feeling sad, but he had a bad expression as he looked at Nangong Waner and said.

"In short, you can't give it to me. Let me go." When Nangong Waner said this, his expression was not well either.

Prince Zhan felt that his heart was in a mess, he did not understand why Nangong Waner became so resolute after leaving him for just a few days, "Nangong Waner, this king will not let go, it will be impossible for the rest of my life. Others can give it, This King can give it, but others can't. This King can give it. " With that, the Prince Zhan covered his wound and stumbled away.

Even after leaving, Nangong Waner still sat on the ground and cried loudly, "Damn it, love is too hard, it's too hard, it's so hard to find a person who can only treat himself with one mind and one heart."

Nangong Waner cried for a long time before he wiped his tears off and sneaked back to his own residence.