I'm not a fortune teller.

Chapter 34 I could actually see it from the beginning.
Who's winning?
Light and shadow intertwined, and just as Murong Yunji predicted, the Duke only had the strength to swing one last sword.

How could ordinary mortals easily see the sword of a master? In an instant, everyone felt as if the whole yard was cut in half, and some people felt as if the whole world was cut in half.

But Long Cheng and Qin Fang could see that the light and shadow in their eyes were actually cut in half.

This sword truly has the power of a master!

puff.
Blood gushed out, and Master Luo San tightly covered his stomach, but he didn't expect that his hand covering his stomach was also split in two at this moment, and his speed was ultimately not enough to dodge the sword.
"Do it!!"

Long Cheng's voice was extremely soft, but his body moved as fast as thunder, and he pounced towards the Duke on the field almost without hesitation.

Qin Fang also moved at that moment. He locked onto any direction where Long Cheng might be attacked by Murong Yunji, and stood at the only interception point, tense and ready for battle.

To be honest, he admired Long Cheng very much. Although this Duke might have tried his best, he had already broken through to the Grandmaster level after all. He was really gambling with his life by daring to take action at a time like this. What was the reason that made him so intolerant of Yuchi Peng becoming a Grandmaster?

But he couldn't think about it at this moment. The mysterious girl was very dangerous and he couldn't afford to be distracted at all. Huh?
Qin Fang was suddenly stunned. Just when he locked all possible attack routes of the girl, he found that the other party had no intention of attacking at all. She just glanced at him and others coldly, and then disappeared on the wall. It was obvious that she had no intention of entering.

What's going on?
Qin Fang turned around quickly, and the scene made him stunned.
In the courtyard, Long Cheng directly stabbed Yuchi Peng's chest with a sword, but the tall Duke stood there like a sculpture, allowing Long Cheng to pierce his heart with the sword. The smile on his face froze, his eyes were closed, his face was gray, and there was no life at all.

"Dad!" Yuchi Hong roared and pounced towards Long Cheng like a tiger.

Lu Sheng and the others were also shocked and surprised. After they realized what was happening, they shouted angrily, "Long Cheng, what are you doing?"

Qin Fang frowned slightly and did not try to stop Yuchi Hong. He could use the excuse that he wanted to prevent the little girl from hurting Lord Yuchi, but in the current situation, stopping Yuchi Hong would mean a feud that would not end until one of his lives was over.

But he couldn’t understand. What he and others had just witnessed was that it was Master Luo who lost.

Why is the Duke the only one left on the field?
And it was obvious that the Duke was already dead! !
"Illusion!" Long Cheng drew out his sword. Yuchi Peng's tall figure was still standing, his powerful aura was still there, but there was no life in his body. After only a moment, Long Cheng reacted and his face turned ashen.

But there was no time to explain, before his eyes was Yuchi Hong's fist shadow like a storm.
"Stop." Long Cheng was not in a position to hurt anyone at this moment, but Yuchi Hong's fist was so powerful in his grief and anger that he seemed to have the power to break through to the first level. Long Cheng was unable to breathe or explain, and became more anxious.

If Yuchi Peng is the one who died here, it means that another more dangerous person has escaped! !——
"I really didn't expect that it would end up in your hands."

Outside the East Courtyard, Master Luo San, who was cut in half, had a pale face and blood kept oozing out. His injuries were irreversibly deteriorating.

The scenes everyone saw during that duel were not entirely fake. Illusions were all about truth and falsehood. If you wanted to deceive the two top warriors on the field, 90% of the content must be true.
Mr. Luo Sanye was indeed unable to block the sword, but the Duke who used the sword had already died by the time the sword was completed. In the end, both sides suffered losses.
In fact, it's not that the thing in his body can't solve this kind of injury, but he clearly felt that the other party didn't want to solve it, just because of a word from the guy in front of him.

"Would you rather be an evil spirit that the whole world fights against, or a totem that the royal family worships?"

With just one sentence, the guy in the body stopped any means and followed me here obediently.

Mr. Luo Sanye knew that this thing had no feelings towards him and had been using him from the beginning to the end. But now that he was abandoned like a rag, he still felt unwilling to accept it. He had worked so hard for so many years and lost so much, he was unwilling to accept this result.

"You don't have to struggle." Master Tian, who was dragging Master Luo San, said in a low voice: "One is a poor family with no foundation. After this incident, he will most likely be hunted down by the whole world. The other is the future crown prince. There are countless opportunities to provide him with higher quality flesh and blood. How can he choose? He is not stupid."

"Oh, Your Highness, with such a noble status, are you going to become a monster like this old man, neither human nor ghost?"

"Can't monsters survive in this world?" Tian Ye laughed. "You and I both know what those thousand-year-old families are worshipping. Doesn't the thing in your body want to be worshipped? Is it willing to take such a big risk and become the enemy of the whole world?"

"You have nothing. It's up to you to build a new family, join the worship system, and become one of the Yin Gods. How difficult will the road ahead be? For countless years, the birth of a family has been more difficult than that of a dynasty. This is because there are only so many cakes in the world. Why should you get a piece of it?"

"Crown Prince, you have the kingdom and the resources provided by the royal family. What can you compare with? You have already proved with facts that the power gained by slaughtering hundreds of thousands of lives is not as good as that of a terminally ill old man. If I rely on you, when will I see hope?"

Master Luo San's eyes were cold. What he hated most in his life was the injustice of heaven. He had come to where he was today step by step. Now even evil spirits had to look at one's background?

Will I eventually lose to these people?

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Tian Ye stopped. Under the moonlight, dark air rose from Tian Ye's body. He looked at the extremely thin figure in front of him with great solemnity.

"Young girl, why don't you protect your master instead of coming here to join in the fun?" The thin figure was Murong Yunji, who had left the North Courtyard without hesitation.

"Master Tian, how are you?"

Zhang Rui's voice was heard from the scroll in Murong Yunji's hand.

"Master Zhang is indeed from the lineage of a sorcerer." Tian Ye's eyes flashed with a faint light, and he smiled and said, "Since the establishment of the Painting Market, countless noble families have been training sorcerers who can refine painting spirits, but none of them have succeeded. Master Zhang can do it in just a few days, which is really amazing!"

"Master Tian, thank you for your praise."

"When did you figure it out, sir?" Tian Ye was very curious. If no one was aware of it and prepared in advance, even Minister Wang, who possessed the Judge's Eyes, would not be able to see through his illusion. How could Zhang Rui, who looked so young, actually be able to break his magic?
"I saw it from the beginning," Zhang Rui said honestly.

"At the beginning?" Tian Ye thought for a moment, then understood: "I understand. When you were in Fuchun County, you pretended to be stupid, but you actually used some tricks on me. Remember me, right?"

"Uh," Zhang Rui said with a strange tone, "Whatever you think."

Of course the truth is not what the other party thinks.
When he was in Fuchun County, he was still a time traveler who had no idea about the situation. How could he have the ability to see through such a sinister sorcerer?
The reason why he was sure it was him at the first moment was because when he was at Master Qian's house in Huashi, he had never been deceived by the other party's illusions.

He didn't know why, but in his eyes, the other party looked like the old man Tian Ye from beginning to end. He also saw with his own eyes that the man who exploded and died at Master Qian's house was the Mr. Chen that everyone was talking about.

At that time, he was completely confused. The man surnamed Tian was clearly in front of a group of guards, but they were all upset about the death of Master Tian, and even His Royal Highness the Prince called Master Tian Mr. Chen.
At that time, I realized that if the people around me were not blind, then it was my eyes that were unique.

Several subsequent attempts proved that it was indeed the latter.

"In such a small county like Fuchun, there is a great Buddha like you hidden. I wonder what Lord Zhang wants to do by stopping me?"

"Hand over that thing." Murong Yunji pointed with her long sword: "I'll spare your life!"

"This is what the prince wants!" Tian Ye sneered.

“No one can ask for it,” Zhang Rui in the painting said coldly, “This kind of thing should not exist in the world, let alone enter the royal family.”

"Your Highness, did you hear that?" Tian Ye smiled and looked behind Murong Yunji. At the gate of the east courtyard, the extremely weak prince had walked out of the courtyard with the help of his maid. Looking at the half-body of Mr. Luo San, the prince's eyes were red with excitement.

"Master Zhang," the prince panted and said word by word, "Do you really want to stop me?"

Murong Yunji didn't even turn her head, and it was obvious that she didn't care about the prince's order at all, but Zhang Rui in the painting was a little conflicted.

"Your Highness, do you really want to go along with this monster?" Zhang Rui's voice was heavy.

The prince was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile: "You guys from the sorcerer families, which of the Yin gods you worship doesn't have millions of lives in your hands? Are you in cahoots with them? How funny!!!"

Yin Shen?

Zhang Rui in the painting frowned. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince probably assumed that he was from a family of sorcerers, but what was that Yin God? Most of the magical powers of sorcerers came from evil spirits, so could this Yin God be...
A somewhat terrifying guess emerged in Zhang Rui's mind: Is this world so twisted?
"Members of the royal family are not allowed to be contaminated by evil spirits. That's the rule, isn't it?" Zhang Rui boldly tested.

Sure enough, after saying this, the prince fell silent. Zhang Rui saw this reaction and immediately confirmed his guess.

That's it
So this is the relationship between those so-called sorcerers or sorcerer families and the royal family?

"No matter which family of sorcerers Lord Zhang comes from, I promise that as long as you don't expose me, I will do my best to support you."

"I'm sorry, Your Highness." Zhang Rui shook his head: "The rules cannot be changed. If the rules of the world are broken, I can't bear the consequences, and neither can you, Your Highness!"

"I understand," the prince nodded, "Kill him!"

"Yes!"

(End of this chapter)