Chapter 325: The Savior Zhao Wumian
The rain continued to fall, but the flashing of swords and sabers suddenly stopped.

The pale light of the silver moon was shining down, making the surface of the lake look like a silver mirror, and the raindrops were falling thinly and densely.

In front of Zeng Lengyue’s terrace window, the lakeside eaves were almost crowded with people, but they all held their breath and dared not make the slightest sound.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that this was a fight between two martial arts masters.

As everyone knows, among the martial arts champions, it is easy to decide the winner, but it is very difficult to decide life and death. If not for this, Xiao Yuanmu’s beheading of the old spear champion in the Poyang Lake formation would not have caused an uproar in the martial arts world.

They were waiting for Tong Congdao to jump out of the lake and attack Zhao Wumian again, or to escape.

After the initial surprise, the experienced Song Yun quietly gathered people and blocked all the important roads to prevent Tong Congdao from escaping.

Even she didn’t think Tong Congdao died just like that.

But they waited for a long time and saw no movement in the lake. Their expressions gradually changed from amazement to horror, and they looked in disbelief at the green-shirted swordsman who was half-crouching on the pleasure boat.

Could it be that after Xiao Yuanmu, Wei Minghou will also kill Wu Kui alone? ?
Shen Xiangge had already jumped out of the window, but he didn’t expect that Tong Congdao was killed by Zhao Wumian while he was still in mid-air. So he stopped and fell with the rain. His embroidered shoes lightly tapped the bow of the pleasure boat and he stood on another small boat.

She stared at the figure silently through the rain, and she lost her focus without knowing when. The dagger in her hand, which was ready to strike, lost its strength, slipped out of her palm, and fell into the lake with a plop.

“call—-“

Zhao Wumian sheathed his sword, put his hand on the hilt, and half-knelt on the boat, panting heavily. His body was covered in blood, which could not be washed away even in the rain.

The bones, muscles and skin could not withstand the blow of Tong Congdao’s Wushan Knife and they cracked directly, bleeding profusely. However, Zhao Wumian’s Heavenly Demon Blood Solution made the skin temperature extremely high, and the blood turned and solidified into blood scabs, which looked miserable.

However, Tong Congdao was in a much more miserable situation than him. In order to prevent him from escaping, Zhao Wumian directly mobilized the Naraku Red Silk, which caught him off guard and used the Hundred-Step Flying Sword to shatter his heart meridians… Unless Tong Congdao had an extraordinary physique and his heart was on the right side, there was no chance of his survival.

As Zhao Wumian became more and more proficient in using the Naraku Red Silk, his speed naturally became faster and faster. However, the speed of ordinary warriors was obviously not in the same league as his.

Logically speaking, he should have held back and captured him alive, but in the fight between Wu Kui and Zhao Wumian, it was clear that he had no energy to hold back.

Gululu————

A few bubbles appeared on the surface of the lake next to the pleasure boat, and then a hand suddenly reached out and grabbed the side of the boat.

Zhao Wumian was still aware of what was happening, so he didn’t panic and just looked at it coldly.

Tong Congdao used the force to float to the surface of the lake. His hair was messy and wet and stuck to his face. His mouth was full of blood. There was a big hole on his chest. The blood quickly dyed the nearby lake surface red.

But even so, Tong Congdao is not dead yet. Wu Kui’s vitality is really as good as his reputation.

Tong Congdao had already exhausted all his strength by pulling himself out of the lake. He knew that his chances of survival were over. There was no reluctance on his face. Instead, he laughed a few times in a hoarse voice and said:

“What a fast sword… I have never seen such a fast sword.”

Tong Congdao’s words came from the bottom of his heart.

“You saw it today.” Zhao Wumian stood up slowly:
“But this sword has the advantage of Nine Bells, but it doesn’t matter. If you wait a few more months, this sword will be faster even without Nine Bells.”

Tong Congdao laughed a few more times, looking at the dense rain, “Nine bells… Death is death, what’s the point of talking about external things? You seem to feel sorry for me for using Nine Bells.”

“A little bit, I am also a warrior, I would rather kill you with my own sword than with the Red Silk of Naraku.”

After Zhao Wumian finished speaking, he shifted his gaze and looked through the rain at Lady Canghua standing on the boat.

Shen Xiangge’s beautiful eyes under the mask were also looking at Zhao Wumian.

He was silent for a few seconds, then smiled, “But your death is more important… Helping her settle the grudge is more important than my warrior spirit.”

Tong Congdao also noticed Lady Canghua. His open-minded face gradually stopped smiling and turned into a look of doubt and uncertainty. “She, Yan Rongfei…how could she appear here?”

“So you always thought Yan Rongfei was still alive…” Zhao Wumian whispered to himself.

“Huh?” Tong Congdao was fatally injured and couldn’t even hear Zhao Wumian’s mumbling.

“You know how important the Nine Bells are, so let me ask you, are you willing to tell me the truth about the World-Resisting Sheath?” Zhao Wumian shook his head slightly and asked.

“How much do you know?”

“The Sheath of Retreat was handed over to Governor Xu by Gui Yuan, but Governor Xu was killed by you and Mo Jingxue in Cangzhou. He fled and his whereabouts are still unknown.”

“That’s what Guiyuan told you…” The lake water around Tong Congdao’s body had already turned red, and his voice gradually became unclear.

“From what you said, Guiyuan really didn’t tell the truth.” Zhao Wumian raised his eyebrows slightly.

“It’s a half-truth…but you know I won’t tell you anything.”

“I brought Princess Xiangzhu with me specially, but she knew nothing about your arrival… I guess the glass lamp is not with you.”

“Of course not…” Tong Congdao’s pupils had gradually become dilated.

Zhao Wumian was silent for a few seconds, but he heard the slight rustling sound of clothes. Empress Canghua flew to Zhao Wumian’s side and glanced at Tong Congdao.

The man who killed her master back then had his heart shattered by Zhao Wumian’s sword, leaving him with no chance of survival. She felt an indescribable emotion in her heart.

The features of Lady Canghua were extremely obvious, and many people had recognized her identity long before she flew away from Zeng Lengyue.

Seeing her standing next to Zhao Wumian, not helping Tong Congdao escape, and even acting like she was familiar with Zhao Wumian…

The spectators looked at each other in bewilderment, until one of them suddenly clapped his hands and said in surprise, “I knew that Wei Ming Hou and those three witches Long Quan were all unclear!”

As early as when she changed her appearance, Shen Xiangge had already prepared herself mentally to kill Tong Congdao and thus expose her alliance with Zhao Wumian.

She learned Yan Rongfei’s martial arts but still stayed in Canghua Tower with three and only three purposes.

One is to live in the martial arts world for his master as Yan Rongfei.

The second is to fulfill Yan Rongfei’s long-cherished wish and make Canghua Tower the state religion.

The third is to take advantage of the fact that they are fellow disciples and plot against Tong Congdao, and kill him to avenge Yan Rongfei.

For the first two purposes, it doesn’t matter even if the alliance with Zhao Wumian is exposed, and it may even be beneficial for Canghua Tower to become the state religion.

Since she flew out, the arrow was already on the string and had to be shot. Although she could still put on an act and fight with Zhao Wumian to maintain her image as a seductive woman, she was too lazy to pretend at the moment…

I just want to watch Tong Congdao die with my own eyes.

Lady Canghua put her hands behind her back, looked at Zhao Wumian, and whispered in Yan Rongfei’s voice with a smile and full of satisfaction:

“Zhao Wumian…Tong Congdao and I have a grudge. I will remember what happened today and I will repay you one day…”

“No need to wait any other day, let’s do it now, Yan Rongfei…” Zhao Wumian turned his head to look at her.

“Hmm?” Empress Canghua looked puzzled, but saw Zhao Wumian suddenly raised his hand and lifted her mask, looking very familiar.

Of course he was familiar with her. When Zhao Wumian first felt the red thread of Naraku, he took off her mask again and again in the illusion.

This was not the first time that Zhao Wumian had lifted her mask on Lady Canghua. Back in Jin, Zhao Wumian had also lifted her mask in order to verify the efficacy of the Naraku Red Silk.

Shen Xiangge had already disguised herself as Yan Rongfei and was never afraid of being exposed. Now as the mask was taken off, the raindrops fell on her face, feeling cool, but for some reason she felt a little more panicked in her heart.

“Zhao Wumian, you…”

Zhao Wumian didn’t answer, but suddenly moved forward and kissed her delicate and moist red lips.

Shen Xiangge’s beautiful eyes suddenly widened. No matter how smart she was, she couldn’t understand why Zhao Wumian would do such a thing in public. She stood there in a daze for a moment, and even forgot that she had seen Tong Congdao die with her own eyes.

Tong Congdao’s eyes were even wider than Shen Xiangge’s. His consciousness, which had been almost scattered, seemed to come back to him because of Zhao Wumian’s action, and his face was full of disbelief.

The sudden appearance of Lady Canghua caused the noisy crowd to suddenly become silent.

Time seemed to stand still. After an unknown amount of time, someone suddenly muttered, “No wonder Wei Ming Hou wanted to kill Tong Congdao so hard. It turns out he wanted to avenge his woman.”

“I heard that Yan Rongfei was seduced by Tong Congdao a few years ago…”

“Alas, what man wouldn’t be furious when his wife has such a thing happen to her…”

Many people sighed and lamented, but an old lady dressed in gorgeous clothes and holding an oil-paper umbrella looked puzzled and looked Shen Xiangge up and down.
“But this woman is obviously a virgin…”

“Virgin?”

“Don’t be ridiculous. A few years ago, the rumor spread all over the world that Tong Congdao had an affair with Yan Rongfei…”

“You bastard, are you questioning my eyesight after working in a brothel for forty years?!” The old lady got mad when her professional field was challenged, and she glared angrily.

The people who refuted her shrank their necks in fear at her aura. Someone whispered, “This is the madam of Ningxiang Pavilion, Madam Xu, nicknamed ‘Zhenguan Eyes’. It is said that she can not only tell at a glance whether a woman is a virgin, but if she looks closely, she can even tell how many times she has had sex…”

The madam snorted coldly, “A virgin is a virgin, and not a virgin is not a virgin. What’s the point of me lying to you…”

As she spoke, the madam glanced at Zeng Lengyue in the rain with a hint of jealousy.

Recently, all the famous courtesans in brothels have been “captured”, causing these brothel madams to lose a large part of their income.

Why should they suffer this hardship while Zeng Lengyue lives in peace and comfort?
Therefore, during this period of time, many jealous pimps and prostitutes would come to Zeng Lengyue from time to time to stay for a while.

If for no other reason, they simply hoped to see Qingyan being plucking her flower, so that they would have a morbid sense of pleasure that “if I am not doing well, you won’t be doing well either”.

There are actually quite a few brothel owners like this “Zhenguanmu”.

Since such authoritative figures in the entertainment industry had spoken up, most people couldn’t help but start to doubt whether Yan Rongfei had been interviewed… Could it be that Tong Congdao was just talking nonsense?

Many people in the crowd were certain that Tong Congdao was just talking nonsense, and they called him a mean man who said this for fame and gain, which made many onlookers around him gradually believe this argument.

These people were naturally specially arranged by Zhao Wumian.

Tong Congdao listened to the gossip of the people around him, and suddenly he understood everything and burst into laughter.

“Helping her settle the grudge is more important than my warrior spirit… I understand what you mean. You pretended to be me and went around picking up girls. It turns out that your ultimate goal was not to kill me, but to kill Yan Rongfei… You did your best for her reputation.”

Only at this moment did Tong Congdao understand why Mo Jingxue said that Zhao Wumian would never cooperate with the people from Wugong Mountain no matter what.

Yan Rongfei was once severely injured by Guiyi and Guiyuan. With Zhao Wumian’s personality, he would definitely not treat Wugongshan well…

Empress Canghua originally wanted to push Zhao Wumian away. No matter how much she wanted to kiss him, she couldn’t do it in front of so many people. But after hearing these words, she paused again.

Her heart was beating fast, and raindrops fell on her face, seemingly blending with her tears… It turned out that Zhao Wumian wanted to save her master’s reputation.

So that’s how it is, so that’s how it is…

Zhao Wumian was badly injured, with blood in her mouth. Although with her martial arts skills, she was not afraid of the blood poison, but it would obviously not be comfortable to kiss him… But at this moment, she only felt sweet.

Tong Congdao was speechless. He couldn’t understand why Zhao Wumian was so interested in women. With martial arts practiced to their level, shouldn’t they devote themselves to Taoism and ascend to immortality as soon as possible?

baffling.

But even though it was inexplicable, the elegance of that sword…

“What a fast sword…” he repeated in a low voice again.

He couldn’t see when Zhao Wumian drew his sword, nor could he see when he put away his sword.

How can a dead person see clearly?
He only deserves to die beautifully, like a martial arts master.

Tong Congdao lost consciousness at some point, and his hands that were clasped on the side of the boat were unable to loosen. His body drifted with the waves, and his blood dyed a large area of ​​the lake red.

In April of the first year of Guichan, Marquis Weiming disguised himself as a flower thief and lured Tong Congdao to appear. On the night of the full moon, on the top of Lengyue, the two fought for hundreds of moves. Later, Marquis Weiming single-handedly killed Tong Congdao with a sword outside Zeng Lengyue.

The whole world was shocked.

“Ow—”

With the death of Tong Congdao, the spectators around no longer bothered to discuss whether Yan Rongfei was picked or not. Thunderous cheers broke out immediately and were heard throughout the capital.

Although Tong Congdao died like a martial arts champion, he committed many evil things in his life. When he was young, he harmed many girls. Many people in the market hated him.

Zhao Wumian and Lady Canghua separated.

Lady Canghua’s face was covered with rain, and her lips were bright red, stained with Zhao Wumian’s blood.

Zhao Wumian looked around.

Xiao Yuanmu stood in a tall building, sitting in front of a small desk, holding a round fan in one hand and a grape in the other.

Luo Xiangzhu stood beside her, jumping for joy, pushing Xiao Yuanmu from time to time and pointing at Zhao Wumian.

It was a pity that I couldn’t speak, and I didn’t know what she meant.

Guan Yunshu didn’t want to go to Zeng Lengyue’s place of worldly affairs, so she didn’t show up, but she knew Zhao Wumian’s plan and was now in a house on the shore, holding an oil-paper umbrella. Seeing Zhao Wumian looking at her, the nun gave him a dissatisfied look… He actually kissed a woman in public, how shameless.

Zhao Wumian gave her a look that said ‘I’ll kiss you next time’.

Guan Yunshu ignored him, and it was unclear whether he understood what he meant.

Su Qingqi was not here, she was still in the Detective Department in charge of the situation… Alas, what a pity, the sword was so handsome just now, but Miss Su didn’t see it.

Zhao Wumian withdrew his gaze and looked at the woman in front of him.

The mask of Lady Canghua was still in his hands.

The incredibly beautiful face was looking at him, with an indescribable emotion in her eyes, and the teardrop mole at the corner of her eye had a seductive and amorous charm.

Zhao Wumian had seen the true face under the mask before when he was in Jin, but only now did he realize that it was Yan Rongfei’s face…

Zhao Wumian suddenly smiled, “Yan Rongfei, your lips are kissable… exactly like your disciple Shen Xiangge’s.”

Empress Canghua was slightly stunned, and her tender expression almost made her laugh out loud at Zhao Wumian’s words, but she couldn’t help laughing after a few seconds.

There was a hint of helplessness in the smile.

That’s exactly what Zhao Wumian would say.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Wumian lost his strength. Before he could say more, his body staggered and he fell down.

Lady Canghua raised her hand to support him. She had already seen that Zhao Wumian was at the end of his strength. He should have fainted when Tong Congdao finished those fifty-two strikes.

The last sword was a miracle.

The cheering crowd suddenly fell silent, followed by an uproar.

“Weiming Hou fainted!”

“Hurry, hurry, call the doctor!”

“What doctor? Hurry up and send him to the palace, and call the Imperial Hospital!”

Zhao Wumian didn’t have the strength to speak anymore, but he still forced himself to say one last word.

“Don’t let that bastard Gui Yuan get away…”

As soon as he finished speaking, he lost consciousness.

Detective Department.

Taoist Gui Yuan sat alone in the house, silent, with a dim yellow light.

The volume of “The Complete Poems of Dali” was casually thrown aside, and on the small table in front of him was a lotus stand that was completely green.

The lotus pedestal is not big, only about the size of an adult’s palm. It is jade-like in texture and shines with a warm light under the yellow light.

The last of the four colored glaze jades…the colored glaze lamp!

The glazed lamp was not something that Taoist Gui Yuan himself possessed, but he came to the capital just for this purpose.

Mo Jingxue and Tong Congdao were not wrong. If the Secluded Sheath was gone, Wugong Mountain would undoubtedly suffer a serious loss.

If there is no one with extraordinary talent who has achieved the unity of man and nature, then there will probably be no more warriors who can build the bridge between heaven and earth in Wugong Mountain for the next hundred years.

Putting aside the Sheath of Recluse, it is obvious that Wugongshan has no intention of giving up the Inlaid Gold Boshan Furnace.

Over the years, they have been secretly looking for clues about the Four Glazed Jades, but unfortunately, they have found nothing… In fact, they didn’t even know that Zhao Wumian had already collected three of the Four Glazed Jades.

Gui Yuan followed Tong Congdao to the capital because he knew that he had the Four Glazed Jades… but he was captured by Zhao Wumian as soon as he arrived.

Tong Congdao was also helpless. In his expectation, he wanted to use the glass lamp to make Zhao Wumian and Gui Yuan fight each other and make them enemies, and let the Wugong Mountain side wade into this mess.

Anyway, they were planning to hand over the glass lamp to get clues about the wrong Jin Boshan furnace as soon as possible, but they couldn’t give it away for free.

At least Wugong Mountain should be dragged into the water.

Huanzhen Pavilion and Wugong Mountain are indeed old enemies, and both sides are eager to beat the other’s brains out, so they came up with this plan.

In fact, they are all calculating against each other.

Shen Xiangge was the first to propose this plan, hoping to use the clue of the wrong Jin Boshan furnace to lure Tong Congdao out, with Zhao Wumian taking the lead, and she would stab him in the back and kill Tong Congdao completely.

But I didn’t expect that Zhao Wumian was so powerful that he could kill Tong Congdao without any conspiracy or calculation.

Tong Congdao had almost the same idea. He wanted to lure Guiyuan and Guiyi out of the mountain, and then find a way to kill them, and at the same time make Wugong Mountain and Zhao Wumian become enemies.

Therefore, Tong Congdao has been scouting around the Detective Department in recent days, trying to find a way to deliver the glass lamp to Gui Yuan, and then leave clues for Zhao Wumian to find Gui Yuan…

Originally, he was worried that Gui Yuan would beg for mercy from Zhao Wumian… but now he no longer has this worry.

After all, Gui Yuan was also one of the culprits in the encirclement and suppression of Yan Rongfei.

And none of the masters who can reach the level of Wu Kui are stupid.

Gui Yuan stared at the glass lamp, which seemed to be given for free, for a cup of tea and guessed most of Tong Congdao’s thoughts.

He is now considering whether to hand over the glass lamp, cooperate with the court, achieve this great merit, and let Zhao Wumian reward them with a nine-bell item from Wugong Mountain afterwards.

But…

Gui Yuan, as a cultivator, had just been beaten up by Zhao Wumian and even placed under house arrest in the Detective Department. Now he was ready to beg for mercy from Zhao Wumian…

This is clearly not his character.

But as the de facto headmaster of Wugong Mountain, he cannot help but consider the sect, and his personal pride can obviously be put aside in front of the sect.

Moreover, the matter of the Recluse Sheath is obviously not as simple as Gui Yuan claimed. Once Zhao Wumian finds out the truth, what’s the point of cooperating?
Gui Yuan hesitated for a long time, then sighed softly, put the glass jade into his sleeve, and knocked on the closed door:
“Miss Su, can’t you let me go? I’ve been under house arrest for so many days. Isn’t this against the rules of the martial arts world?”

Su Qingqi was holding a sword, leaning against the wall of the house, looking in the direction of Zeng Lengyue. Hearing this, she sneered, “If it weren’t for you, I would have gone to Zeng Lengyue to help the young master kill the thief… Shut up and stay here honestly.”

“Hey, the girl is young, but she has a bad temper.” Gui Yuan muttered, but heard the constables coming hurriedly outside the house.

Su Qingqi stepped forward and asked, “How is Zeng Lengyue doing?”

“The Marquis executed Tong Congdao on the spot, that’s right, that’s right…” The constable looked excited, beating his chest and stamping his feet, and then he remembered something and his face immediately became strange.

Su Qingqi frowned, “Something happened to the young master?”

“No, the Marquis just fainted from exhaustion, it’s just…” The constable hesitated and said slowly: “The Marquis seemed to have an affair with the owner of Canghua Tower, and they kissed each other in public.”

Su Qingqi thought it was something else, that’s all? As long as Zhao Wumian is fine…

But Gui Yuan, who was in the room, felt like he was struck by lightning when he heard this.

He didn’t know whether Queen Canghua was Yan Rongfei or Shen Xiangge, but no matter who Queen Canghua was, Gui Yuan and Canghua Tower had a blood feud.

After Zhao Wumian has dealt with Tong Congdao, shouldn’t he come over and deal with him immediately?

Cooperation…bullshit cooperation!
It would be strange if Zhao Wumian didn’t chop off his head and give it to Queen Canghua!
“But the Marquis’s sword was so impressive that it made us excited…”

Before the constable could finish his excited words, Su Qingqi suddenly raised her hand and signaled him to shut up.

Su Qingqi glanced at the house behind her and noticed that Gui Yuan’s aura was not right. She immediately held her breath and quietly touched the hilt of the sword.

The raindrops falling from the sky seem to be stagnant.

Suddenly, Guan Yunshu, for some unknown reason, suddenly crossed the wall of the Detective Bureau, stomped on the wall with his long boots, and his body smashed the rain curtain. The oil-paper umbrella in his hand was like a sword or a knife, pointing directly at Gui Yuan in the house!
Boom————

The wall of the house suddenly exploded, revealing Gui Yuan’s gloomy face.

Su Qingqi didn’t know why Guan Yunshu appeared here, but she reacted very quickly and drew her sword suddenly.

Boom————

Razer is churning in the clouds

rustle—-

The spring rain has not stopped yet, it keeps falling, making a rustling sound on the window paper. The window is ajar, and a bit of cool air is pouring into the house through the gap.

There was a stove lit in the house, and longevity incense was burning on the table, with smoke rising up.

For some reason, Zhao Wumian felt warm all over and didn’t feel any pain at all. He could vaguely hear a conversation in his ears.

“Are you the famous Lady Canghua…Yan Rongfei?”

“kindness……”

“Why are you hesitating? I am very scary.”

“No, the Queen Mother has an extraordinary appearance. I have never seen anyone like her in my life.”

“Hey, you are such a sweet-talker, I thought all the women from the Demon Sect looked as annoying as Xiao Yuanmu.”

“Just the truth.”

“Hehe… I know you have cooperated with Wei Ming Hou. He never hides anything from us… I heard that you two kissed directly on the boat?”

“…”

“It’s okay if you don’t want to talk about it. I’m just asking on behalf of my disappointing niece. She has known Marquis Wei Ming for a long time, but the marriage has not been finalized yet. Alas…”

“The Queen Mother has been guarding the Marquis of Weiming for a whole night. Don’t let him harm your body. I will take care of this place.”

“How can there be a single night? The first half of the night was guarded by His Majesty… But I am indeed exhausted… Then I will trouble Madam Canghua…”

The intermittent conversation between the Queen Mother and Lady Canghua rang in Zhao Wumian’s ears, and then he vaguely heard the sound of footsteps gradually fading away.

The two women’s voices were ethereal and pleasant, and their conversation was like a lullaby, adding a bit of laziness and sleepiness to Zhao Wumian’s already drowsy brain.

crunch————

With the departure of the empress dowager, it seemed that only Empress Canghua was left around. She no longer had so many concerns. She sat on the edge of the couch, lifted Zhao Wumian’s hand, and took his pulse.

But just as he raised Zhao Wumian’s arm, he saw him holding Empress Canghua’s hand with his backhand.

Empress Canghua was slightly stunned, and looked down. Zhao Wumian slowly opened his eyes. Due to his severe injuries, his consciousness was still a little confused and his eyes were not focused.

Yan Rongfei…” Zhao Wumian whispered.

His vision was very hazy, and he couldn’t see the face of the woman in front of him at all, but the figure sitting on the edge of the soft couch and the touch of her bare hands were undoubtedly Shen Xiangge… But he still called her Yan Rongfei.

“Well…” Empress Canghua did not break free from Zhao Wumian’s hand, and said softly: “You have slept for a long time, a whole day and a night. The emperor even took out the Qingying Jade Cloth from the bottom of the box and put it on you…”

“Qingying Jade Clothes?” Zhao Wumian managed to muster up some strength, straightened his upper body, and looked down at himself. His body was wrapped in bandages all over, his nose was full of the smell of medicine, and he was also covered with a layer of gauze that looked like hazy moonlight.

“This is the first time I’ve seen this thing…” Zhao Wumian was a little disappointed and lay down again.

Under the pretext of healing his wounds, he had an intimate relationship with the current emperor, but the ambiguous process was completely aborted because of that damn Qingying Jade Clothes… No wonder he felt warm all over and didn’t feel any pain at all.

“Where is Guiyuan? If I’m not mistaken, the glass lamp is in his hand.” Zhao Wumian asked, not knowing what he remembered.

“He ran away. He reacted very quickly.” Lady Canghua used her other hand to feel Zhao Wumian’s pulse and said casually:
“Guan Yunshu and Su Qingqi teamed up to stop him, severely injured him, and took back the glass lamp. However, after all, the gap between Tianrenheyi and Wukui is too big… It can be regarded as an innocent crime.”

“Are they both injured?”

“It’s just that the consumption is relatively large. After all, they are one with nature, and Guiyuan’s injuries have not healed yet. It can be said that they can join forces to beat Guiyuan, but they just can’t kill him.” Lady Canghua rolled her eyes at Zhao Wumian.

“I’m sorry I didn’t kill him for you.”

Empress Canghua paused, lowered her eyes to look at him, and then smiled, “Tong Congdao, Guiyi, and Guiyuan, these three are my blood enemies. You killed Tong Congdao, and I didn’t interfere, but for the other two, I have to do it myself…”

“Huh? You are so considerate, totally different from your disciple, Yan Rongfei…”

The corner of Lady Canghua’s eye twitched, she took a deep breath, her chest puffed out…

Zhao Wumian tilted his head to look at her and asked with a smile: “Then why don’t you go kill Gui Yuan?”

Lady Canghua snorted coldly.
“Compared to my enemies, you are more important…”

(End of this chapter)