The villain and I have eight hundred minds combined

Thinking of Lu Xin, past memories flashed through Leng Feiren's mind, and he felt an inexplicable pain and sadness in his heart.

"I think that after the last war, although she has been reborn, her heart meridian spiritual roots must have been damaged, so it will be difficult for her to recover her previous strength in a short time. Why don't you and I make another bet!" Feng Ping continued to persuade, "She is naturally belligerent. Every time she goes to Xiantai to supervise the army, she can't help but fly over and fight one or two moves with those soldiers. But in such a long time, have you seen her use force? Jingchen also said that when she went to Xiantai to supervise the army recently, her expression was calm and her heart was calm. She was not belligerent at all, as if she had become a different person! She didn't become a different person, but she didn't dare to use force, for fear of being discovered that her spiritual roots were damaged!"

After listening to Feng Ping's analysis, Leng Feiren hesitated for a moment, looking hesitant. He asked again: "Where is Jingchen? Ask him to come over. This matter is serious. I want to hear his opinion."

"We can no longer trust Jing Chen! This man is treacherous and might be waiting for both of us to suffer losses so that he can become the new city lord!" Feng Ping never trusted their military advisor from the beginning.

Who knows whether Jingchen and Mu Hanxing have ever had physical contact. If they were indulged in sex day and night, then perhaps his desire to rebel would have been worn away long ago!

"Besides, he neither sent his own people nor was he responsible for contacting the human world. He also did not show up during the war. When Mu Hanxing was resurrected, so many people asked him to take the opportunity to settle it, but he made an excuse to avoid the war! I don't know if he is Mu Hanxing's man, but his heart is definitely not with us!" Feng Ping insisted that Jing Chen was the cunning traitor who wanted to reap the benefits.

Hearing this, Leng Feiren frowned and felt that Feng Ping's analysis was not unreasonable. Moreover, he heard that he had been very close to Mu Hanxing recently, and the two had even traveled together on earth before.

"Besides, he is no longer in Fuyue City. He has taken the poison prepared by Mu Hanxing and went to Huajing to seek accountability. Second City Lord, think carefully. If Jingchen is really instigated by Mu Hanxing, he will definitely return to Fuyue City in a few days to detoxify. Then the few days before he returns to the city are the best time for us to act! We must not miss it! What if he comes back and chooses to help Mu Hanxing to go against you and me? We have never seen this person take action, and we don't know what his strength is. If he really takes advantage of the opportunity to become the new city lord when he comes back, then our plan will be in vain!" Feng Ping continued to persuade him.

The death of his own brother did make him feel sad and depressed, but subconsciously, he wanted to use Mu Hanxing's death to eliminate his guilt for abandoning his relatives.

How could he be such a despicable, shameless, and disregarding person who disregards family affection! Everything is Mu Hanxing's fault, she must die!

Leng Feiren listened quietly, remembering the time when he and Mu Hanxing met at the city gate. She actually said that her master came to her in a dream in the middle of the night and told her that she had lost the sect's secret book... Haha, now thinking about it, maybe it was because her cultivation was not as good as before, so she wanted to find an excuse to borrow the secret book from him to practice again?

Fortunately, he was careful at the time and deliberately ordered people to rewrite a part of the secret techniques in the mountain sect's secret manuals incorrectly. This way, even if she was extremely talented and practiced for ten years, as long as the techniques were wrong, she would never be able to return to her previous level.

After thinking it over, he raised his cold eyes and said, "Well, you are right. It just so happens that the sword test competition in the city has not been held yet this year. Why don't we... let it come earlier and take this opportunity to get rid of her. However, even if her spiritual power is not as strong as before, the power of the Cangxue Sword should not be underestimated... I need a few people to die for me to consume her first... Go and find Qinglong and the others. Oh, and the Qilin Clan who are on good terms with me."

Feng Ping's face immediately revealed an expression of excitement and stubbornness. He responded straightforwardly, "Okay! I'll arrange it right away!"

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After Feng Ping left, Leng Feiren just smiled coldly, looked at Feng Ping's back, and whispered to himself: "Don't forget that you are also the one who is going to die for me..."

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He began to practice the superior swordsmanship of Taichen Sword alone in the room. In the middle of the practice, the spiritual fire suddenly became rampant and burned his internal organs with unbearable pain. He half-knelt on the ground in pain, his consciousness suddenly became blurred, and he could not help but cry out in a low voice: "Master... It hurts... Save me... Please save me!"

The moment he looked up again, he felt like he was haunted by an evil ghost, his eyes were extremely red, and he had countless hallucinations. Countless disciples of the Three Absolute Sects stood in front of him, looking down at him coldly, and questioned, "Which cultivator doesn't suffer? Only you can't bear it?"

Some people were puzzled: "The Taichen Sword is such a powerful weapon, shouldn't you be thankful as the user?"

Someone sneered: "It's just the pain of being eaten by the spiritual fire and burning your internal organs. Just bear with it and it will pass."

Someone said solemnly: "Your father is Leng Zongquan, you have no choice, you have to practice Taichen Sword for the rest of your life!"

"Get out! All of you, get out!" Leng Feiren suddenly swung his sword at the air, splitting all the remaining elephants in front of him into pieces. He wanted to kill them all!

In the midst of chaos and confusion, another person appeared in front of him. It was Lu Xin.

After he recognized the man, he was stunned for a moment, and then became even more angry: "Master! Why don't you let me give up practicing Taichen Sword! Why can she give up something she doesn't like, but I can't!"

Lu Xin in front of him just stood in front of him coldly and arrogantly, remaining silent.

"Say something! Say something!" He yelled at Lu Xin like a madman.

After a while, he heard Lu Xin finally speak: "When will you grow up... and take on the responsibility of the Three Absolute Sect... I am really disappointed for your father..."

"..."

His heart suddenly tightened, and the Lu Xin in the hallucination suddenly disappeared. He fainted from the pain and fell to the ground.

He was the only one left in the empty room.

People passing by heard the loud screams in the room and left in a hurry out of fright.

No one in this world cares about his life or death, he only has himself.

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Huajing in the human world.

Before, Jingchen was delayed for a while on the way back to Huajing. On the way, he saw a farmer's family repairing a temple in the yard. The temple was not big, with only a tattered table and a bronze statue. It looked quite simple. When he saw clearly that the bronze statue was himself, he could not hide his joy, so he transformed himself into a passer-by in the world and went over to help them repair it.

He contributed both money and manpower, and the dilapidated temple was finally repaired.

This delayed him for a day, and now it seemed that he only had six days left to live.

However, he was happy to be free and easy, and he was always confident about government affairs, so he walked leisurely towards the city gate of Huajing.

When he was halfway there, his heart suddenly started beating violently. He stopped on the busy street, looked up at the sky, his expression tense.

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