The Bad Man was nearly dead at the beginning and was picked up by Yang Shuzi and taken home

At night, in the backyard of Tianshi Mansion.

The moonlight was shining with a hint of coolness. Li Xingyun sat alone at the stone table in the courtyard, with a hint of sadness on his face.

So many things happened during this period that he couldn't react at all. His heart was filled with ripples of joy and waves of sadness.

However, in front of his junior sister and Zhang Zifan, he had to hide his emotional fluctuations so as not to cause them to worry.

Suddenly, a light sound of footsteps came from behind him. Li Xingyun turned around and saw Zhang Zifan walking towards him slowly with a pot of wine in his hand.

Li Xingyun suppressed his inner turmoil and asked calmly, "Is everything settled?"

Zhang Zifan put the wine on the table: "Well, thanks to your Huayang needle, it seems that your medical skills are much better than your martial arts."

Li Xingyun gave a bitter smile. What was the use of having great medical skills? In the end, he couldn't save anyone around him.

The two of them sat together, and seeing Zhang Zifan skillfully pour two full bowls of wine, they couldn't help but joked, "Hey, you're still drinking so late, aren't you afraid that your junior sister will scold you?"

“Lin Xuan will understand me.

Come, this bowl of wine is for those disciples of Tianshi Mansion who were saved by you!"

After Zhang Zifan finished speaking, he raised the bowl and drank it all without hesitation.

Li Xingyun couldn't help but laugh and scolded: "Come on, if you want to drink, just say so, don't use me as an excuse.

However, I drank the wine, so I won’t express my gratitude.”

He drank the wine happily and let out a long sigh, but the sadness between his brows did not disappear with his breath.

Zhang Zifan refilled his and his glasses, and after a moment of silence, he asked:

"Today, you said you wanted to be the emperor. Is that true?"

Li Xingyun seemed to have not expected Zhang Zifan to ask him so bluntly. He was stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted and shook his head.

"Of course not. I have always known one thing: I am not fit to be an emperor, and neither is he, so we cannot allow someone like him to bring disaster to the world!

I made the bet with him only because I wanted to find the elixir of immortality and revive my senior brother.

By then, with his and King Qi's abilities, the people's well-being would not be a problem.

And for that matter, you've seen Qi Min's life with your own eyes, haven't you?"

In his opinion, if that impostor became emperor, it would be a disaster for the whole world.

Now in his heart, Li Maozhen is undoubtedly the most suitable candidate for emperor.

Zhang Zifan thought the same.

Seeing Zhang Zifan deep in thought, Li Xingyun, as usual, quickly changed the subject and said:

"Besides, don't you know me? Living a carefree life is my ultimate dream.

Forget about being an emperor or something like that."

Zhang Zifan was not fooled by him, and said seriously:

"I know what you're worried about.

Now we are outnumbered by the enemy, including Tongwenguan, Xuanming Sect, Shuiyun Pavilion, and that powerful Bad Commander.

The stance of Qiguo Huanyinfang may be shaken because of the immortality elixir. It will be difficult for us to win this battle. "

Zhang Zifan filled his glass with wine again. Li Xingyun looked at him and spoke calmly.

"It's okay. It's not easy... but it also means there is a way."

But before he could drink, Zhang Zifan touched the rim of Li Xingyun's bowl.

"Don't worry, I have already told my parents that in a month, Suzakumen and Tianshi Mansion will definitely help you and declare war on all enemies!

You don't have to worry about King Qi and the Empress."

"you......?"

Li Xingyun looked at Zhang Zifan with a smile on his face and understood what he meant. There was no need to say more.

At this time, a sweet voice sounded: "And us!"

Li Xingyun looked over when he heard the voice and saw Miao Luantong and Hou Qing walking slowly towards him.

"This appointment with Suzakumen is not only related to you, but also involves the life and death of my husband.

I will go back to Qi and tell my sister first, and she will definitely agree. Then, Qi will also support you."

"Master's wife is right."

Li Xingyun's eyes were red and he was about to say something, but then another voice sounded.

"Not only Zhang Lang and Qi Guo, we are here too!"

Li Xingyun turned around in surprise, only to see Qingguo Qingcheng also walking out behind Miao Luantong.

"Well, Master Li, tomorrow we will go back to find my brother and ask him to gather everyone to help you!"

Then, Li Cunyi also walked slowly from the corridor and laughed:

"That's right. As long as there's wine to drink, there's nothing wrong with doing anything. So what if you can't win? The worst that can happen is death!"

Lu Linxuan and Chi Meng also came, and their clear voices revealed confidence: "Brother, my sword is not a joke, we will definitely win!"

Chi Meng continued her words: "And I will definitely avenge An Guoguo."

Shangguan Yunque and Wen Tao also came over, "Xingyun/Brother Li, we are here too!"

Finally, Ji Ruxue came to Li Xingyun, patted his shoulder and said, "Xingyun, I will always be with you."

Li Xingyun looked at the people around him, feeling an indescribable emotion in his heart. Faced with their support and trust, he didn't know what to say for a moment.

He nodded heavily, stood up, raised the wine glass in his hand high, bowed deeply to everyone, and then drank the wine in one gulp.

"We live and die together!"

Li Xingyun finally looked at an empty seat next to him, and seemed to see the person who had always helped and supported him.

'Brother, wait for me!'

......

next morning

In the territory of Chu State, two carriages were hurrying by. The one in front was carrying the fake Li, Meng Po and Li Siyuan.

The one at the back is Li Cunli and Sanba.

At this time, Fake Li was staring at the two pieces of Blood-Crying Record in his hand in a daze, while Li Siyuan was pretending to be asleep. Noticing that Fake Li was in a bad mood, Meng Po said calmly:

"Your Highness, what's on your mind?"

Li Siyuan also opened his eyes at this time: "Your Highness, don't worry. As long as he is the Son of Heaven, the blood flowing in his veins is dragon blood."

Fake Li looked at him coldly: "Who do you think I am?"

"nature."

Li Siyuan replied without hesitation: "That traitor surnamed Li is short-sighted and ignorant, and is completely different from Your Highness. Why should Your Highness be bothered by such trivial matters?"

Fake Li suddenly turned his gaze to Meng Po: "Meng Po, what do you think?"

"King Jin's meaning is exactly what I mean."

Fake Li continued to ask her: "Does Xu Changqing really think so?"

Meng Po affirmed: "Of course!"

After leaving Tianshi Mansion yesterday, Fake Li and his group met the new head of Shuiyun Pavilion, Xu Changqing (Anton Jun), through Meng Po's introduction.

And he learned from Meng Po that he came to Central Plains to avenge the previous Pavilion Master, and the purpose of his trip was to kill the fake Li Xingyun.

But now we are separated from them for the time being.

Although Meng Po had repeatedly assured them of Xu Changqing's credibility, the fake Li still found it a little hard to believe it.

"What about the people in the world?"

"Hehehehe...."

Li Siyuan said promptly: "Then we will go and ask the people of the world. Please rest assured, Your Highness. I have already arranged everything. The world will stand on your side at the meeting at the Suzaku Gate in Chang'an."

After comforting him, Li Siyuan opened the carriage curtain and said to the soldier driving the horse: "Go west, to Shu."

"Yes!"