Martial Arts: The Lonely Shaman of the Nine Worlds was exposed, and Yueyue burst into tears!

Solanum nigrum grabbed Long Yang's hand and said puzzledly: "I am your blood relative, and I am the only person in the world who is qualified to jump for you!"

Pa~!

Long Yang waved his hand and slapped Solanum nigrum.

"Brother Emperor!"

Solanum nigrum's cheeks flushed rapidly, but her eyes were still extremely stubborn.

"I'm afraid you don't know yet, you are not my real sister, you are just an abandoned baby picked up by the queen mother in the imperial capital."

Long Yang looked at Solanum nigrum coldly, and said in an extremely cold tone: "And from now on, you will be expelled from Jiang Guo's royal family, you are no longer Jiang Guo's princess, and you are no longer my sister."

"You are not qualified to jump!"

"Now, roll as far as you can!!!"

Long Yang's roar made Solanum nigrum stunned on the spot, unable to speak for a long time.

"I... am not your sister...? No... no... I don't believe it!!!"

Solanum nigrum shook her head frantically, burst into tears, and ran out yelling.

"Prince...why is this necessary? Hey..."

The middle-aged alchemist hesitated to speak, and heaved a long sigh.

"Clean up and go, as far as you can."

Long Yang left behind a word, and strode away.

Outside the city, shouts of killing shook the sky, and corpses littered the field.

The gate of the imperial capital has collapsed, and only the last defenders of the city are still making their last resistance.

Holding a long sword and wearing bright silver armor, Long Yang approached the city gate step by step.

one, two, three...

Yang Guo's soldiers fell one by one following Long Yang's strides.

With only one person's strength, Long Yang forcefully forced Yang Guo's army out of the city again.

"Prince, I didn't... I didn't give Jiang Guo a shame!"

A Jiang Guo soldier was lying on the ground laughing, a spear pierced through his abdomen, and firmly nailed him to the city wall.

"Woooooooo..."

Another soldier kneeling in the corner whimpered. A sharp arrow had pierced his chest, and his lungs were filled with blood, making him unable to speak.

But there was no trace of fear on his face, he just desperately stretched out his hand in the direction of Long Yang, as if he still wanted to stand up and follow Long Yang to charge.

"Hahaha, good job, none of our Tianlong Army is a coward!"

Long Yang laughed and slowly raised his long sword, "Brothers, look at this prince, I will avenge you!!!"

"kill!!!"

With a violent roar, Long Yang rushed up to Jiang Guo's thousands of troops alone.

Although Long Yang hated war, but as a member of the Jiang Kingdom's royal family, he had practiced martial arts since childhood, and his talent was extremely terrifying. In terms of martial arts alone, no one in the world could compete with him.

After several years of honing on the battlefield, this kind of martial art has advanced into an extremely terrifying and efficient killing technique.

Every time they met each other, seven or eight soldiers were killed by Longyang's sword.

However, no matter how many people fall down, more soldiers will immediately surround them.

Long Yang can't remember how many people he killed and how many arrows he avoided.

There is only one thought in his mind, kill, kill, kill!

For Jiang Guo, for the father, for the mother, for the nightshade!

Unfortunately, in this life he is Long Yang, not Fei Peng.

As a mortal, physical strength is limited after all.

Long Yang's consciousness gradually began to blur. The bright silver armor was completely covered by blood stains, and the original color could not be seen at all. There were enemies and his own.

General Yang Guo was keenly aware of Long Yang's weakness, so he mobilized the army and replaced it with pikemen.

"Fire arrows!"

General Yang Guo waved his hand, and arrows rained from the archers' phalanx.

This time, Long Yang was unable to avoid or resist these arrows.

In just one volley, more than a dozen sharp blades broke through the armor and pierced deeply into the flesh.

The huge force shook Long Yang's body, but it still didn't make him take a step back.

Long Yang stood on the pile of corpses, turned his head slightly to look in the direction of the palace, and a happy smile appeared in front of his eyes.

"At this time, she should go..."

In the next second, more than a dozen long spears pierced Long Yang's body fiercely at almost the same time.

Long Yang, the prince of the Jiang Kingdom, defended the imperial capital to the death. With one man's power, he held back the army of the Yang Kingdom for three hours, and died of exhaustion.

Long Yang was dead, but he didn't know that not only the alchemist who made the sword hadn't left, but so had Solanum nigrum.

In the palace, Solanum nigrum sat in the hall with a dull expression.

She couldn't accept the fact that she wasn't of royal blood.

It made her feel worse than death.

She sat like this, and she didn't know how long it had passed, until a little eunuch delivered a letter with a package on her back.

"Princess, this is left to you by His Royal Highness, the little one has been waiting in the secret path for a long time and I haven't seen you..."

The little eunuch put down the letter, turned around and ran away, the sound of gold and silver colliding could be heard from the package behind him.

Solanum nigrum quickly opened the letter and read it, not paying attention to how many valuables the eunuch took away.

'Solanum nigrum, it's finally come to an end. '

'Even if I don't want to fight, this last fight is inevitable. '

'I hope you can live well, no matter what happens, no matter where you are, you must be strong. '

'You should bring this bag of sunflower seeds, representing brilliance and vigor, to the place where you will live. '

'Promise me that when I find you, there will be sunflowers growing there. '

Solanum nigrum stared at the letter in a daze, tears kept falling.

Suddenly, an extremely violent heart palpitation appeared, Solanum nigrum's eyes went dark, and she almost fainted.

This feeling came and went quickly, but Solanum nigrum seemed to have guessed something, got up suddenly, and ran out of the hall like crazy.

The palace is already in chaos.

The maids, eunuchs, and guards were all in a hurry to search for property, and they didn't even notice the existence of Solanum nigrum, Princess Jiang.

There were also a few servants who were completely absent-minded and fell on the side of the road, crying and saying something like 'the crown prince died in battle, Jiang Guo is finished'.

Hearing these words, Solanum nigrum stopped abruptly.

She knew, she guessed right.

Long Yang is dead.

Just so dead.

Solanum nigrum staggered to the place where the sword was made, but unexpectedly saw the middle-aged alchemist here.

"you……"

Solanum nigrum's eyes gradually recovered a gleam of light, "Why don't you go?"

"Chen Sheng is from Jiang Guo, and death is the soul of Jiang Guo. Where else can I go besides Jiang Guo?"

The alchemist sighed and shook his head, and said: "Your Highness, if you leave now, maybe there is still time."

"your Highness……?"

Hearing this appellation, Solanum nigrum suddenly remembered the little eunuch who delivered the letter, and immediately asked, "You heard with your own ears that the emperor kicked me out of the royal family, why do you still call me Your Highness the Princess?"

"This……"

The alchemist was at a loss for words, and said with a wry smile: "The prince has a good intention, Her Royal Highness should understand."

"So, I'm his sister, right?"

Solanum nigrumi's eyes lit up, and she murmured, "I just said... How could I not be his sister? When he left, I could still feel..."

"Prince, he..."

The alchemist trembled all over, and after a long while, he seemed to be exhausted, and he hunched over, "Yes, sooner or later, there will be such a day..."

"Yes, Brother Huang left me and left."

Solanum nigrum said, and walked to the side of the sword casting furnace.

"Princess!? What are you doing?"

The alchemist was startled, and quickly stopped Solanum nigrum, "The prince has already left. Even if the magic sword is made, no one can use it. The princess must not do this!"

"But where can nightshade go?"

Solanum nigrum smiled and said: "As you said, the world is so big that there is no Jiang country anymore. Brother Huang has already taken a step ahead. Solanum nigrum doesn't want to keep him waiting."

"..."

The alchemist was silent for a long time, slowly turned his body sideways, and gave up blocking, "Princess, let's go, the minister will arrive soon."

Solanum nigrum nodded to him, and jumped into the furnace.

At the same time, the alchemist cut his wrist and began to smear the furnace with blood, outlining complicated and mysterious patterns.

"Princess, this is the last thing I can do for you."

The alchemist smiled and sat cross-legged, slowly lowering his head.

In this year, Jiang Guo was destroyed, and the royal family did not leave any blood.

In this year, the magic sword was cast, the world changed drastically, and sunflowers bloomed all over the Jiang country.

Everything about Longyang and Solanum nigrum ended here, and the minds of Jingtian and the others returned to the inn.

"Senior Holy Aunt, is the nightshade girl possessed by the magic sword?"

Xu Changqing asked.

"Yes."

The holy aunt nodded, and said: "Because of the blood formation of the swordsmith alchemist, Solanum nigrum is able to retain memory and sanity, and has been in the sword forever."

"Jiang Kingdom's palace was destroyed in the war, and it was buried underground together with the magic sword."

"Until the former site of Jiang State was discovered later, the demon sword reappeared in the sky, disturbing the world with ghost power, and then was captured by the then head of Shushan Mountain and imprisoned in the Demon Locking Tower."

Tang Xuejian said in a daze: "So, has she become the undead in the words of the hero Changqing?"

"Correct."

The holy lady nodded again, and said again: "But, now that Solanum nigrum has jumped into the human world from the magic sword, her body cannot withstand the yang energy of the human world."

"No wonder she has to open an umbrella during the day."

Xu Maoshan said thoughtfully.

This sentence made Sedum's palm tremble slightly, and he immediately let go of other people's palms and took them back.

"However, the nightshade girl we usually see is very gentle, why does she sometimes become very fierce?"

Tang Xue asked in bewilderment.

"How terrible it is to lock the demon tower, do you know?"

asked the saint.

"Although Changqing is a disciple of Mount Shu, he has never been there..." Xu Changqing said with a frown.

"I know."