Palace Master's Road to Unification

As soon as Ziheng finished speaking, all Yuchanshan disciples in the room fell to the ground except Jiang Hong and Nangongyun.

Nangong Yun sword was only half drawn out, and before he took a step, he stopped moving, his body trembled slightly, his eyes blurred, he couldn't lift his internal strength, and even the strength in his hands disappeared completely.

"Bang Dang" the sword fell to the ground, and Nangong Yun leaned on the pillar, barely keeping herself from falling down.

Jiang Hong vomited blood, and the toxin flowed into the depths of his body along with the eight meridians. His internal organs were in unbearable pain as if they had been crushed. His heart was no longer in his chest, but he still held his breath.

"You have already prepared!"

Zi Heng said coldly: "Master Jiang probably forgot, it was you who invited me to come here, not me who came here on my own initiative."

"However, there is really no difference between the two. Yuchan Mountain was originally intended to be taken down. I wanted to find a good excuse in a few days, but I didn't expect that the head of Jiang would take the initiative to send it to the door. Do you think this is God's will?"

Yuchan Mountain is the closest sect to Jiuxiao Palace. In order to ensure that her purpose will not be exposed before going to Liuyue Island, she must take down the nearest Yuchan Mountain as soon as possible, so as not to let the other party inquire about something. When there is no way to go in without making a fuss, Yuchan Mountain sent someone to send a letter to invite, which is really God's will.

Jiang Hong supported his body, "This old man will never let you get away easily! Do you think you can escape after coming here!"

As if hearing some joke, Ziheng looked at Jiang Hong meaningfully: "It's been so long, Sect Leader Jiang, I see someone is here to save you."

Jiang Hong's face turned pale, it was indeed wrong, no one came after such a long time, Jiang Hong's footsteps were sloppy, and he almost couldn't stand up.

Ziheng stood up: "I don't know how Master Jiang thinks this is too empty?"

Jiang Hong opened his eyes wide in an instant, and looked at the censer beside him. There was a refreshing aroma, and he felt tired after smelling it. The effect of this emptiness is to make the inner strength of martial arts practitioners disappear in a short time.

And the people here, except for Zi Heng and Han Lu who had taken the antidote beforehand, were all "fascinated" by the fragrance.

Nangong Yun shook her head and muttered, "No..."

If it was only Taixu San, his head would not be so dizzy.

"There's something else..."

"But there is still a sleeping incense."

A male voice came from outside the door. The voice was low and sweet, but it was like an undercurrent hidden in the mountain, which made Nangong Yun's heart slightly chill.

A figure in Tsing Yi approached slowly, against the halo, half of his face was in the shadow, making it difficult to see clearly, but that figure was indeed familiar to Nangong Yun.

When Jiang Hong saw the person coming, he said angrily: "It really is you!"

Ning Zheng smiled jokingly: "It seems that Master is not surprised that the answer is mine."

Jiang Hong laughed angrily: "I can't think of anyone other than you who has such wolfish ambitions!"

Ning Zheng smiled even wider: "Master is serious. If Yuchan Mountain is handed over to the senior brother, it is also handed over to me. Then the disciple will not be stingy to shirk it."

"Traitor! How dare you—how dare—!"

There seemed to be something breaking in the chest cavity, and it was about to leave the original position, and another mouthful of blood gushed out. Jiang Hong couldn't hold on this time, and fell straight to the ground.

The smile on Ning Zheng's face remained undiminished, and he said quietly: "Master, how does this thousand-jin pendant taste?"

The thousand-jin pendant, the poison that has been lost for many years, is not unsolvable, but it will make people enjoy the pain that is more tormented than death. After taking the thousand-jin pendant, the heart will slowly leave its original position, like a thousand-jin weight. Fall until the "rope" tied to it breaks.

Those with strong martial arts and deep internal energy can still resist this heavy pendant to some extent, but Tai Xu San has temporarily eliminated Jiang Hong's internal force. The sleeping incense that relaxes the body is not as good as that of ordinary people, so they have to lie on the ground to experience the pain of heart peeling.

"Also ask Master to hand over all the things that should be handed over."

"dream!"

Ning Zheng threatened: "Although I can't guarantee that Master will have a whole body, if Master doesn't cooperate, it will be very difficult for me to guarantee the safety of Junior Sister."

The voice behind Ning Zheng became deeper and deeper, making people feel chilled all over.

After finishing speaking, Ning Zheng smiled suddenly: "It doesn't matter if the master doesn't take the initiative to hand it over, the disciples will find it."

Nangong Yun sat paralyzed by the pillar. Although he wanted to help Jiang Hong in his heart, his body was affected by Taixu San and Yinmianxiang, and it was difficult to even raise his eyes, let alone stand up.

Ning Zheng walked towards Nangong Yun. Although she didn't look at him, she picked up his sword.

In an instant, a silver light appeared, and the majestic sword aura was like thunder, and the sword marks were cut on Jiang Hong's body instantly. This set of swordsmanship is the ninth style of Yuchanshan swordsmanship. Ning Zheng kept using Nangongyun's The sword stabbed at Jiang Hong, Jiang Hong had no power to fight back at this time, he could only watch the opponent cut off his own flesh with the sword.

Ning Zheng used this set of sword skills expressionlessly. In the last move, the tip of the sword directly stabbed Jiang Hong's throat, finishing the opponent, and a heavy object seemed to fall from the opponent's body in response.

Ning Zheng looked at the sword in his hand, the gorgeous sword was dripping with hot blood, falling to the ground drop by drop.

Nangong Yun trembled all over, watching this scene in disbelief, her hands clenched into fists, and her ten fingers were firmly embedded in her palms.

"Brother has been pleased with his junior sister for many years, but he is dissatisfied that his junior sister has another place in his heart. He also learned that the master is going to betroth his junior sister to me. After the quarrel

Elder Brother Shi killed Master by mistake in a fit of rage, and when Palace Master Ziheng and I arrived, it was already too late. "

"Eldest brother saw that the matter was irreversible, so he attacked me. Although my junior brother was very sad, I had no choice but to ask Palace Master Ziheng to subdue the elder brother."

What Ning Zheng said was completely nonsense, which was completely different from the truth, but his righteous words seemed as if Nangong Yun had really done these things.

Nangong Yun didn't know whether it was anger or grief, she spat out a stream of blood, and fell down exhausted.

The two people in front of Ning Zheng have already been dealt with, as long as Jiang Ling is dealt with, this Yuchan Mountain will belong to Ning Zheng

Seeing that everything was over, Ziheng said, "Congratulations."

Ning Zheng knelt down in front of Ziheng: "This subordinate is willing to dedicate Yuchan Mountain to the Palace Master."

Zi Heng looked down at Ning Zheng: "Then you will take good care of this place for me."

"Obey, this subordinate will always be loyal to the Palace Master."

After finishing speaking, Ning Zheng stood up and walked slowly towards Nangong Yun step by step. The smile on her face had cooled down, and a few traces of seriousness appeared in her eyes.

It's time to remove this weakness.

Nangong Yun's face became paler and his eyes became more hazy. Ning Zheng's words also made him feel extremely tired. The sleeping incense accumulated in his body. The double blow of body and heart finally made him unable to hold on. I closed my eyes.

Ning Zheng looked at Nangong Yun's cheeks with closed eyes. Nangong Yun's face was undeniably unattractive, and it could even be said to be a rare good-looking face in the world, which made many people envious and jealous. To him, his face was nothing more than a bone, and immediately his eyes flickered, and the sword came out. However, at this moment, a palm wind struck, and Ning Zheng lost his strength instantly, and the sword fell to the ground.

"This person, I want to take it back."

Ning Zheng paused.

Ziheng raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you have any opinions?"

"How can a subordinate have any objections to the Palace Master?"

"It's fine if you don't have one. Although I treat you differently, it doesn't mean that you can do whatever you want."

"This subordinate knows this, please rest assured, Palace Master, my life was saved by Palace Master, so I will always be loyal to Palace Master."

Zi Heng looked at Ning Zheng for a while, and there was nothing unusual about the other party's expression, still perfect and invulnerable.

"Han Lu, bring Nangong Yun back."

After hearing the palace lord calling her, Han Lu immediately stepped forward: "The palace lord has a great plan, if you don't waste a single soldier, this Yuchan Mountain will be under your purse."

Ziheng said indifferently: "It's not bad to boast, but this plan is not what I thought."

Han Lu understood: "I didn't expect that the palace lord has already arranged for Mr. Ning, no wonder the palace lord has such a different attitude towards Mr. Ning."

"Then you think this seat is really interested in him."

Han Lu smiled embarrassingly, she really thought so.

Apart from taking a pill given by Zi Heng today, Han Lu was ordered by Zi Heng not to speak without her permission, she actually didn't know anything about the rest.

She dared to speak only when the palace lord called her. When the palace lord gave Mr. Ning the pearl before, she was really fanciful. After all, she can freely go in and out of Jiuxiao Palace with it.

"Do your thing."

Knowing that she had lost her mind, Han Lu lowered her head and said in a low voice, "Yes, Palace Master."

Han Lu walked towards Nangong Yun. The man was dressed in white and had a clear face. When he opened his eyes, he was a lonely cold ice lotus. It was so cold that people dared not look at it. But now that his eyes were closed, he was more than a little softer than before. Looking at it, it seems to have sunk into a dream, unable to extricate itself for a long time.

Seeing Han Lu standing still, Zi Heng asked: "What?"

Han Lu blushed, and said in a low voice, "Seeing Mr. Nangong's handsome figure and his face like a crown of jade, I couldn't help but want to see him more."

But Zi Heng looked at Ning Zheng, and he didn't know who he was speaking to: "You have a good vision."

Han Lu hummed inaudibly.

"Take it back, and watch it for as long as you want."

Hearing what Zi Heng said, Han Lu was extremely happy, and this was considered a permission, even if Mr. Nangong was locked in the dungeon after returning home, she could still go and enjoy it.

Han Lu squatted down and picked up the person on the ground horizontally. Although Han Lu was young, she was still a person in the world and a disciple of Jiuxiao Palace. It would not take much effort to lift a grown man.

It is more than enough to lift a man, but the difference in stature between Han Lu and Nangong Yun is really big, it is a bit strange for Han Lu to hold him.

Zi Heng looked at Ning Zheng: "You go."

Hearing this, Ning Zheng couldn't stop laughing.

"how?"

Ning Zheng said in a low voice, "Subordinates, make mental preparations."

Ning Zheng walked up to Han Lu, raised her hands expressionlessly, intending to kill Nangong Yun, but as soon as she touched the corner of Nangong Yun's clothes, Ning Zheng immediately covered her mouth and nose, turned around and vomited while supporting the pillar.

Zi Heng looked at Nangong Yun, then at Ning Zheng.

As if sighing: "You have such a problem, it's strange."

Ning Zheng vomited and replied: "The palace master is laughing..."

The cold dew is unknown, so, Mr. Ning, has he not taken the antidote for Tai Xu San, or is he not used to the sleeping incense?There will be such a big reaction.

"This seat dispatched some people to you. If you can't suppress it here alone, you can use the purple pearl that this seat bestows on you to dispatch them."

Jiang Hong was dead, and Nangong Yun was not around. With Yining Zheng's three-inch tongue, it was not a problem to coax the remaining people in Yuchan Mountain, but it was inevitable that something might happen.

Also prevent Ning Zheng from playing tricks on her.

After leaving a word, Zi Heng went back to Jiuxiao Palace without looking back, leaving Ning Zheng smiling wryly.

The author has something to say:

Um, Junior Brother Ning and Ziheng took the same villain script.