The sect is full of evildoers, but I am the eldest brother.

"The wine is poisonous!"

The right front guard suddenly turned his head to look at the wine glass that Ji Xiaqing had drunk from, and was immediately shocked and shouted.

The left front guard is quick-eyed and quick-handed.

He rushed to the door, took out a special bamboo whistle from his waist and blew it hard.

In an instant, a high and loud whistle sounded in Zuiyuexuan.

Upon hearing the sound, the guards in plain clothes lurking in the crowd took off their disguises and quickly gathered on the second floor.

At the same time, on the Wangshu Terrace on the top floor of Zuiyuexuan, where one can have a panoramic view of half of the Liuyun Township, a white-haired old man is playing chess with Mr. Ruoya.

Hearing the whistle, the white-haired old man's expression suddenly changed. He stood up and flew down from the fence.

Mr. Ruya took his time to get up from his seat, walked to the fence that the old man had crossed, and murmured:

"What makes Master Lu so anxious?"

Mr. Ruoya thought for a moment and decided to follow and see what was going on, when he suddenly heard a teasing sneer in his ears.

"Mr. Ying, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

Hear this familiar voice.

Ying Yucheng frowned, turned around in an instant, and pointed his sword to catch the flying blood-coagulated arrow.

The arrow was less than an inch away from Ying Yucheng's eyes.

"It's been a long time indeed."

Ying Yucheng smiled calmly, exerted a little force with his fingers, and shattered the blood arrow, saying gently:

"I thought you had died at the hands of Luo Qianqiu long ago, fallen into the cycle of reincarnation, and completely ended your life."

"Looking at it today, I can see that the knife was indeed merciful."

"Blood Demon Hall...Falling Thousand Sorrows."

Under the faint silver light of the bright moon.

Die Qianchou's lips were pale, without a trace of blood, and he looked sickly, as if he was a man who didn't have much time left.

He stood alone on the ridge of a tiled house not far away, his hair fluttering in the wind, presenting a kind of messy beauty, and a playful smile played on the corner of his mouth.

But this is not the most eye-catching thing.

On one side of Duan Qianqiu's cheek, which was pale and almost sickly, a patched scar was particularly eye-catching.

Like a ferocious centipede, it crawled across the face from the left eye, spreading to the corner of the lips and down.

Even the collar of the loose clothes could be seen with traces of mending when blown by the night breeze, not to mention the upper body underneath.

That blow almost split him in half!

"Haha... I'm so sorry to disappoint you."

Die Qianchou slowly raised his hands, and with the help of a ray of moonlight, his face was extremely distorted, changing from mocking to hideous, and from hideous to crazy.

Perhaps it was because his muscles stretched too much, causing the stitches on his face to break slightly, and a little blood seeped out, but he seemed to feel no pain.

The curve of the corners of his mouth widened, and his expression became more and more crazy. From a distance, the red and white smiles were particularly creepy, and his black robe fluttered, like an evil ghost wandering in the underworld!

"Mr. Ying, do you still remember?"

Die Qianchou seemed to be smiling, and wisps of dark red bloody aura emanated from his body.

"The scenes that unfolded in Lushui Cave in the past, including your sneak attack on me, are still fresh in my memory."

"No and no."

Ying Yucheng sighed and shook his head, "How can something like this involving scholars be called a sneak attack?"

"That's clearly to stop you from committing further murders and to bring peace to the people of the world."

"Still so eloquent."

Die Qianchou's smile was uglier than his crying. Behind him, the bloody and evil energy continued to condense and gather, forming a huge dark red light ball with a very destructive aura.

"But Mr. Ying, you are wrong about one thing."

"I'd like to hear the details." Ying Yucheng smiled and acted calm.

Die Qianchou slowly put away his smile, his eyes gleaming with sinister intent as he said, "In this world, there is no such thing as good or evil. There are only winners and... losers!"

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Inside Zuiyue Tower, the guards who arrived surrounded the private room tightly, but in such a serious atmosphere, Bai Linglong still hugged Gu Junming with a carefree attitude and moved herself.

But Gu Junming looked at her with disgust.

"Fellow Daoist Gu, do you know what the consequences are for poisoning a direct descendant of the royal family in the Great Dragon Dynasty?"

"If you're smart, hand over the antidote immediately. Otherwise, I'll take it by force myself."

The left front guard stared at Gu Junming with cold eyes, and a powerful and majestic aura burst out from his body.

The people present felt as if a huge stone was pressing on their chests, making it difficult to breathe.

Before they came.

There were only these two people in the box, and what the woman said just now made one suspicious!

At this time, Gu Junming did not have any spiritual power in his body, just like an ordinary person, but he still had courage.

Faced with this targeted pressure.

Even though his legs were already weak from the weight, he still stood like a pine tree, his expression remained calm, and he said calmly:

"Like all of you, I am completely unaware of this. Furthermore, Your Highness barged in on his own. If I had any intention of harming anyone, why would I expose myself here?"

"You must know that the whole world belongs to the king. I beg you to distinguish right from wrong and not wrongly accuse a good person."

At this time, Bai Linglong finally realized that something was wrong and whispered in Gu Junming's ear:

"Big Brother, this person is actually a cultivator!"

The corners of Gu Junming's eyes twitched involuntarily.

You just found out?

He pulled Bai Linglong's face away with one hand.

Step forward.

"what you up to."

The left front guard looked cautious and stood in the middle.

"Gu has no ill intentions. I just feel that your Highness's symptoms are very familiar, as if I have seen them somewhere."

Gu Junming pointed behind the left front guard.

He was busy and sweating profusely, pressing his palms on the back of the unconscious Ji Xiaqing, trying to use his skills to force out the poison.

But the right front guard still couldn't help.

"It just so happens that I, Gu, know a little bit about medicine. Let me take a look at it. Perhaps I can help detoxify His Highness."

"Big Brother, why bother with her?"

Before the left front guard could say anything, Bai Linglong had already caught up with him, her eyes showing no pity for life at all:

"This guy relied on his status as a princess to barge into the box, speak rudely, and even forcibly occupy the territory."

"In my opinion, if he dies, he dies. There are so many eyes here anyway. Right and wrong will be cleared by the innocent."

Bai Linglong said it lightly.

Don’t you know that the principle of “the innocent will be cleared” does not apply here at all?

Bai Linglong is too naive... These eyes can belong to herself or to others.

But it will never be theirs.

If Princess Yongning really died of poison here, the first one to be implicated would be their Taiyi Sect.

After that, it was Zuiyuexuan who was used as a chess piece!

"Junior sister, how did the master teach us?"

Gu Junming was full of righteousness and said loudly:

"Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda, not to mention that this person is Princess Yongning of our Great Dragon Dynasty!"

"If I save him, I will gain immense merit;"

"If I avoid it, all my efforts will be wasted."

Bai Linglong felt ashamed upon hearing this, thinking that Senior Brother Xiao might be more apt to say this...

"Alright! In that case, I'll use your life as collateral in exchange for an opportunity to gain immeasurable merit!"

"Gu, I'm willing to give it a try!"