I have a sword that can sway the heavens

With the half of Rama's body in Luo Qing's hands and the half of Zeng Jing's body buried outside Yunhe Temple, he will soon be able to get a glimpse of the mystery of Rama's divine power!

It's just that how to take half of Rama's body away from the wheel-turning king requires a long-term plan.

Lier took the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, turned around and went downstairs.

The day after tomorrow is the day when Zhang Dajing and Ziqing Shuangjian trade Rama's body. He needs to discuss it with Zeng Jing.

He and Zeng Jing alone are not enough to compete against the entire Black Stone.

As soon as he went downstairs, Lear stopped and ran into an acquaintance.

Jiang Asheng blocked Lear's way, without the usual silly smile on his face.

Li Er looked at Jiang Asheng, and said with a smile, "Asheng, why are you blocking my way? Do you want to buy me tea?"

"It seems that your business is doing well today."

Jiang Asheng frowned, he couldn't see through the young gentleman with a warm smile in front of him, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Li, I have something to discuss with you in detail."

Lier took out the money bag from his sleeve, put it in Jiang Asheng's hand, and said with a smile, "Asheng, I know your life is not easy, I don't have much money, so I will lend it to you first."

As he spoke, Li Er walked around Jiang Asheng.

Jiang Asheng grabbed Lear's shoulder with a serious expression, and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Li, have you heard of the Black Stone?"

"Of course I did."

"Mr. Li, since you know Heishi, please listen to me. Zeng Jing is Xiaoyu, the former killer of Heishi. Now, the whole Heishi, and even the whole Jianghu are looking for Xiaoyu's whereabouts. It is dangerous for you to be with her!"

Li Er showed a bright smile, patted Jiang Asheng on the shoulder, and said, "Asheng, you made a mistake, my wife is Zeng Jing, not Xiao Yu."

Jiang Asheng wanted to explain, but Lear turned around and left without listening.

Looking at Lear's back, Jiang Asheng's eyebrows were drawn into a line.

The corners of Lear's mouth curled up slightly.

This Jiang Asheng is really not a bad person.

When he got home, Lear saw three black jade stones neatly arranged on the table.

Holding the three jade stones in his hand, Lear smiled.

It seems that the lady's whereabouts have been exposed, and soon they will face Heishi directly.

Lear was playing with three black jade stones. Zeng Jing came back with a calm smile on her face and a package on her shoulders. When she entered the door, she said, "Sir, guess I brought it back for you." What?"

As she spoke, Zeng Jing unwrapped the package, and placed a large Ganoderma lucidum in front of Lear.

This is at least hundreds of years of Ganoderma lucidum.

Lier took a sniff of Zeng Jing's body, and said with a smile, "Lady, you smell like blood."

Zeng Jing didn't explain. She looked at Lear and saw the three black stones in Lear's hand. Her expression changed drastically, and she asked nervously, "Sir, where did you get these three stones?"

Lier didn't seem to notice Zeng Jing's nervousness, and replied, "When I walked in, these three stones were on the table."

Oops!

Zeng Jing's face was cold, and her heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

If she guessed correctly, Black Stone had already tracked down their whereabouts, and the King of Wheels would appear tonight.

escape?

Zeng Jing's thoughts raced rapidly.

There is no way to escape, Black Stone has already locked their whereabouts, and it is impossible for them to escape.

Chapter 11 Let Me Go

Zeng Jing's hands and feet were cold.

This day has finally come.

Li Er seemed unaware of Zeng Jing's panic, and threw three black stones outside the door, stepped forward to hold Zeng Jing's cold palm, and said softly, "Mistress, don't worry, I'll cook today."

Zeng Jing turned her head, the smile on her face was no longer calm, it was a bit forced.

Lear didn't practice his sword, he took the Ganoderma lucidum and walked into the kitchen, lit the dry wood with straw, and smoke curled up from the chimney.

In this day and age, cooking a meal is not easy.

It's not going to work out for two hours.

Lighting a fire, washing rice, washing vegetables, and chopping vegetables are too complicated.

Women from ordinary families spend almost a whole day on washing and cooking.

Zeng Jing was like an ordinary woman who took care of him for nearly three months without a single complaint. She even smelled of smoke and fire instead of the powdery smell that a woman should have.

Soon, the sky darkened, and it was time for lonely ghosts to haunt.

Zeng sat quietly in the main hall, feeling restless.

Tap, tap!

With the sound of footsteps, Zeng Jing narrowed her eyes, and she placed the water-dispelling sword beside her hand.

A figure hidden under a black cloak, black hood, and black face scarf walked into the main hall.

The figure only had a pair of eyes exposed, and he walked steadily, without saying a word, holding a long sword in his hand.

Behind the figure, three people came in, two men and one woman.

One of them was an old man with a colorful cloak, gray hair, a slightly stooped body, two short knives hanging from his waist, and an unruly face.

The other was a well-proportioned young man with black stubble on his chin and lips, and an indifferent face.

There is also a woman with a graceful figure, wearing a snow-white long skirt, a white cloak, a long sword, and a flowery smile.

The four walked into the main hall and looked at Zeng Jing who was sitting on the chair.

Zeng Jing put one hand on the hilt of the sword, her knuckles were blue and white.

The black figure's voice was hoarse, and his eyes were fixed on Zeng Jing's face, as ugly as a night crow, "Don't come here without any harm."

"You changed your face?"

"Why, don't you like your face before?"

Zeng Jing stared straight at the wheel-running king without saying a word.

On the side, an old man with a colorful cloak, gray hair, and a slightly hunched body interjected, "It's not so easy to step into the rivers and lakes and want to quit. You can't escape even if you change your face, your hands are covered with blood."

"Xiao Yu, every night, can you hear the crying and howling of the innocent souls who died under your sword in the past?"

Zeng Jing's expression was indifferent, but she still didn't speak.

"Miss, try my handicraft."

The atmosphere gradually turned cold, and a voice broke the cold and chilling atmosphere.

Li Er came out of the kitchen with the pot in his hand, and saw the wheel runner, the Caixiist, Lei Bin, and Ye Zhanqing.

Lear smiled, looked at the four of them, his expression unchanged, "Ma'am, these are your friends?"

Zeng Jing didn't look at Li Er, but stared straight at the King of the Wheel, her whole body was already tense, and she said coldly, "Master, you go back to your room first."

Lear naturally refused to go back to the room, he still smiled, "My lady, your friends are a bit strange, do you want to report to the police?"

The Wheel-Running King, Caitist, and Lei Bin looked at Lear with great interest, but the three of them didn't speak.

Ye Zhanqing was wearing a long white dress, a white cloak, and a long sword.

The moment she saw Lear, she felt a thud in her heart, the smile on her face disappeared instantly, and she became extremely stiff.

This person is the one she misses so much!

Ye Zhanqing knew who the Wheel-Running King was, and also knew the purpose of the Wheel-Running King coming to Zeng Jing. Because of this, Ye Zhanqing became afraid, her heart was raised, sweat was dripping from her forehead, and her hand Leaning on the hilt of the sword, he stood quietly behind the King of the Wheel, holding his breath, with a cold gleam hidden in his eyes.

Lier glanced at Ye Zhanqing unexpectedly.

He knew this beautiful girl.

It's just that Ye Zhanqing doesn't seem to like wearing white clothes, why is she wearing white clothes?

Looking at the white clothes on his body, and at Ye Chanqing standing behind the wheel-running king with one hand on the hilt of his sword, Lear smiled brightly.

In the main room, the atmosphere was cold and chilling, but Lear was the only one who smiled brightly.

Zhuan Lun looked at Li Er with great interest, and said to Zeng Jing, "You are more handsome than the princes, you have a good eye."

Zeng Jing couldn't hold her breath anymore, her voice was cold, "Runner King, this matter has nothing to do with my husband-in-law, I am willing to return Rama's body to you, and I will also count the 80 taels of silver back to you, let my husband-in-law go!" .”

"The night after tomorrow, Zishi, I'll wait for you outside the city."

The Wheel-Running King took a deep look at Lear, turned around and left without delay.

Killing, he has nothing to do with killing, and he really wants to kill.

But the Wheel-Turning King knew that he could not kill the white man in front of him.

If this man is killed, Xiao Yu will not hand over Rama's body.

He has been a ninth-rank eunuch in the palace for decades, and he can bear to be beaten and scolded by others.

For two days, he can bear it.

The wheel-runner left, and the colorist smiled meaningfully.

Lei Bin was expressionless.

Ye Zhanqing was at the end, she couldn't help but look back, but unfortunately, the man didn't seem to be looking at her.

In the Blackstone stronghold, the King of the Wheels was hiding in the darkness. His eyes were full of light. He looked at Caixiist Liansheng, Feizhen Lei Bin, and the new generation of Xiaoyu Yezhanqing, and said, "At noon the day after tomorrow, Tongbao Bank, chicken Dogs don't stay."

"Bring back Rama's body. If you can't bring back Rama's body, you don't have to come back."

Liansheng sneered, shook his cloak, turned and left.

Lei Bin's expression was indifferent, and he didn't answer, he followed Liansheng and left.

Ye Zhanqing was preoccupied, and followed the two of them out.

The Wheel-Running King suddenly said, "You stay."

Ye Chanqing's eyes flickered, she turned to face the King of Wheels, and said with a smile, "Why, you can't help it, you want me to sleep with you?"

The white cloak fell to the ground.

The sound of Xixisuo sounded, and a delicate and watery body with white flowers appeared in the eyes of the King of the Wheel.

Turning the Wheel King turned his head, not daring to look directly into Ye Chanqing's eyes, agitated his Adam's apple, and said in a low voice, "Now is not the time."

Ye Zhanqing smiled like a flower, dressed her clothes neatly one by one, the tension in her eyes disappeared, and said softly, "In that case, I'll go first."

The Wheel-Running King said again, "Can't you stay and chat with me?"

Ye Zhanqing smiled even more happily, "You save me, my life is yours. If you want me to kill for you, it's fine. If you want me to sleep with you, it's fine. But chatting is fine, I don't know how to chat .”

Ye Zhanqing left, walked out the door, she let out a long breath, and walked to the north of the city, her figure disappeared into the night.

In the room, the Wheel-Turning King's eyes were fiery, and he muttered to himself, "Hurry up, hurry up! I'm going to turn back into a real man soon!"

Cao Feng was originally just a poor boy.

When he was a child, his family was poor, and his parents sold him to the palace.

He clearly remembered that day, when the knife went down, his life was gone.

From that day on, he became a little eunuch in the palace.

Later, Cao Feng overheard the other eunuchs saying that Rama had entered the palace of Emperor Wu of Liang to preach Buddhism, but Rama was a real man.

The body of Rama contains the secret of regenerating good fortune and making up for the incomplete!

He knew that he still had hope of becoming a man.

So Cao Feng took advantage of his position to browse through the library of the palace, practiced hard to become a powerful martial artist, and single-handedly created the Black Stone, becoming the wheel-running king that everyone feared.

What he pursued was never money, nor power.

All he wanted was to turn back into a real man, nothing more!

After waiting for so many years, he finally arrived!