I have a sword that can sway the heavens

"Kill Lear first, then Xiaoyu."

"Don't let go of any of them!"

The King of the Wheel had a soft voice, a grim expression, and a cold tone.

Ye Chanqing stepped out with her sword in hand, every step was extremely heavy, as if she was stepping on the hearts of Zeng Jing, Jiang Asheng, and Lei Bin.

The long sword is unsheathed.

Ye Zhanqing walked up to Zhuanlun Wang, she couldn't stop laughing, her voice was gentle, her beautiful face was as delicate as a blooming white rose.

"Who do you want me to kill?"

Ye Zhanqing spoke, her smile was full of doubts, as if she didn't hear clearly.

The Wheel-Running King didn't think too much, and said again, "Kill Lear first, then..."

puff!

Before the King of the Wheel could finish his words, half of the sword pierced from his back to his chest, and a sword pierced his heart.

"You are really hateful, how can you let the slave family kill your beloved?"

Ye Zhanqing was standing behind the Wheel-Turning King, she was still smiling like a blooming rose, but this rose had thorns.

Chapter 17

Under a crescent moon, Ye Zhanqing smiled like a flower.

The wheel king bowed his head.

Half of the blade pierced through the chest and was stained with blood.

This sword was stained with his heart and soul.

His eyes were in a trance, and the wheel king's face flushed.

He turned his head with difficulty, looked at the delicate and charming Ye Zhanqing, pursed his lips, and asked in a weak voice, "Why?"

It was he who was the wheel-turning king who rescued Ye Chanqing from the prison, who gave Ye Chanqing a second life, and it was he who taught Ye Chanqing martial arts and swordsmanship.

He treats Ye Zhanqing with kindness and rebirth!

The wheel-running king couldn't figure it out.

Caijushi Lian Sheng betrayed him, he understood, because Lian Sheng was originally a rebellious person.

He also understood Lei Bin's betrayal, because the lives of Lei Bin's wife and children were in his hands, and Lei Bin had no choice but to serve him.

But Ye Chanqing's betrayal, he didn't understand, he was really kind to Ye Chanqing.

Ye Zhanqing looked at the King of the Wheel with a smile, and replied, "You are really hateful, how can you let the slave family kill the person you love?"

The long sword was drawn, and blood dripped.

The Wheel-Running King smiled miserably, his eyes gradually blurred, and the scene where he played with his friends when he was young appeared in front of his eyes.

boom!

The Wheel-Turning King fell to the ground, soft moonlight caressed his face, and there was a sad smile on his face.

Zeng Jing let out a long breath, with a smile on her face, feeling extremely relaxed.

Jiang Asheng's expression was calm, he didn't know what to think.

The Wheel-Turning King died, but his revenge was not avenged, or he would never be able to avenge his life.

Unless, really want to assassinate the Hongwu Emperor who single-handedly created the Ming Dynasty.

To assassinate the emperor, let alone whether he can do it, even if he can, he has to consider the impact on the people of the world.

Jiang Asheng was in a complicated mood.

Lei Bin pressed his lower abdomen firmly, with a smile on his face.

The Wheel-Turning King died, and the mountain that weighed on his head was moved away.

Li Er looked at Ye Zhanqing, but didn't speak.

Ye Zhanqing also looked over.

She carried a long sword, which was still dripping blood.

Walking in front of Lear, Ye Zhanqing smiled and said, "I saved you, how should you repay me?"

Lear tilted his head and smiled too.

"Miss Zhanqing, this time is really thanks to you. There is no repayment for saving your life. You can make any request except for your body."

"Gold and silver, jewellery, power status, and even martial arts cheats, as long as you ask, Li can agree to you."

Ye Zhanqing shook her head, she pursed her lips slightly, and said displeasedly, "I don't want gold, silver, jewelry."

"You know very well that all I want is you."

Ye Zhanqing was very serious, and finally Lear couldn't laugh anymore.

Li Er also became serious, and said, "Miss Zhanqing, Li made it very clear that I can promise you any conditions, except that I can't promise you personally."

Zeng sat quietly on the ground, holding Lear's arm, without saying a word, watching Ye Chanqing quietly.

"What if I kill her?"

Ye Zhanqing put the long sword on Zeng Jing's neck.

Lear's expression remained unchanged, and he still said, "Even if you kill my wife, I still won't promise you."

Ye Zhanqing is very beautiful, much more beautiful than Zeng Jing.

She is one-of-a-kind.

Lear has no feelings for her, she is different from Zeng Jing.

Li Er liked Zeng Jing not because of her face, because Zeng Jing's face was at best considered pretty, and it had nothing to do with beauty.What Lier likes is Zeng Jing's gentle heart, and what he likes is Zeng Jing's tranquil temperament.

Ye Chanqing bit her lip, her eyes were murderous, her voice was cold, "Aren't you afraid that I will kill her, or do you think I dare not?"

The long sword pressed on Zeng Jingbainen's neck, pressing out a line of blood.

Lear narrowed his eyes, and gripped the bright silver hilt tightly.

Although he was severely injured by the palm of the runner king and broke a row of ribs, it does not mean that he lost his strength.

Zeng Jing smiled, her expression was gentle, her voice was gentle, her tone was gentle, and her eyes were even gentler.

Looking at Ye Zhanqing, Zeng Jing said, "It's a blessing for my husband to have a girl like you like me."

"You want to kill me, I don't blame you, I just ask you to treat my husband well in the future."

After finishing speaking, Zeng Jing closed her eyes and waited for death.

Ye Zhanqing stared at Zeng Jing, her right hand was shaking.

She wanted to press down the long sword with all her strength, but seeing Zeng Jing's calm expression, she couldn't do it.

Glancing at Lear again, Ye Chanqing took a deep breath and said, "I lost. From now on, I will not appear in front of you."

Withdrawing the long sword and holding a sword flower, Ye Zhanqing cut off a strand of Lier's temple hair.

Reaching out to grab a strand of Lier's fallen sideburns, Ye Zhanqing turned and left, her eyes glistening with water.

It was because she appeared too late!

Ye Zhanqing disappeared into the night.

Zeng Jing opened her mouth several times, but nothing came out.

Lear looked at the direction where Ye Chanqing disappeared, and fell silent.

It's not that Ye Zhanqing is not beautiful, it's that she has no feeling.

It's hard to put it into words.

Lei Bin clutched his lower abdomen, blood was still coming out between his fingers, he walked up to Lear, and asked with a cold expression, "I have done what I promised you, where are my wife and Xiaohu?"

Lier raised his eyes and said with a smile, "Your wife and Xiaohu are visiting my house, there is no danger. But I suggest you bandage the wound before going to them."

Lei Bin's expression softened, and he rarely smiled.

He hardly smiles at ordinary times, so his smile is ugly.

"Thank you."

After thanking him, Lei Bin turned and left, his steps brisk and full of longing and hope.

From now on, he, Lei Bin, will withdraw from the arena. No one will stop him, and he can spend the rest of his life in peace with his wife and children.

Lear held the sword in his hand, stood up, and put the two packages on his shoulders.

Rama's body is here!

Helping Zeng Jing, Li Er glanced at Jiang Asheng, and said, "Asheng, your Zhang family was wiped out. The truth is very complicated, but it is indeed my wife who did it. You have killed the runner king. If you still want to kill my wife , we are always with you.”

Jiang Asheng didn't answer, he looked at Zeng Jing and laughed miserably.

Originally, he thought that it was Heishi who destroyed the Zhang family, and that Xiao Yu killed his father.

It was indeed Xiao Yu who killed his father. In the final analysis, Xiao Yu was just a knife in the hands of the wheel-turning king, and the wheel-turning king was just a knife in the hands of other people.

The wheel-running king is dead.

Xiao Yu also put down her sword and became Zeng Jing.

Does he really want revenge?

Jiang Asheng laughed sadly, tears came out of his eyes, and waved his hands towards Li Er and Zeng Jing.

Li Er and Zeng Jing walked towards the city.

Zeng Jing couldn't bear to say, "Zhang Renfengzhai is kind-hearted and a good man. His father Zhang Haiduan is also a good official, but why don't good people get rewarded?"

Lear replied calmly, "Good people don't necessarily have good rewards. God doesn't necessarily have eyes. People can't believe in fate, otherwise they will only be manipulated by fate. Only by controlling their own destiny can there be no evil." No regrets, no regrets."

"To control your own destiny, you need strength."

Zeng Jing nodded, thoughtfully, she seemed to understand why Xianggong was so obsessed with controlling power.

Chapter 18

early morning.

Just as the sky turned pale, the gates of the city were already crowded with people.

People are busy making a living.

Li Er held Zeng Jing's hand, and held a sword in the other hand, with a bright silver hilt, half a foot longer than ordinary swords.

The water-piercing sword already belongs to Lear.

With a package on their backs, Li Er and Zeng Jing walked to the suburbs.

On both sides of the broken bridge in the outskirts, weeds grow.

Broken Bridge is a stone bridge, which has aged due to the wind and sun.

In front of the stone bridge, there is a temple.

The sound of bells from the temple makes people feel peaceful.

The temple is not big, and the incense is not too strong.

In the temple, the Buddha is a clay embryo.

Lear was a little surprised.

Buddhism, how can it be so poor?

Doesn't the golden body of the Buddha need to be carved with gold and copper?

In the temple, the old monk was hunched and half lying on a chair. His gray monk's robe had several holes in it, but it was washed very clean.

In front of the statue of Buddha, a graceful and petite woman knelt down.

The woman, with her hair loose and a gray monk's robe, prayed devoutly to the Buddha.