Li Changqing suddenly felt confused.

Whether it was in Red Stone Valley or now, the people who killed him were all just as stupid.

When he first entered the Divine Capital, he was despised and plotted against by countless people, but that was because they didn't understand.

After defeating Chen Qian, killing the singer, deposing Cui Hao, and killing Li Zhengyang in Quexian Tower, Longyin washed away all the prince's Longyin, all of which were classic victories.

Why do some people still doubt his ability!

He actually sent such small characters to assassinate him time and time again. If he has no money and no strength, why not take revenge like a gentleman? It’s never too late even after ten years!

Li Changqing came to a conclusion: they are all idiots!

"For small characters like you, I can kill you with just one hand!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he really put one hand behind his back, holding the sword in one hand, crisscrossing like a phantom.

The killers gathered together and coordinated well. It was obvious that this formation was a result of killing countless people.

But under the sword power of Senluo Wanxiang, he was beaten to pieces with just a snap of his fingers.

The sword light was as dense as a violent storm, illuminating the alley. As the sword light whistled, the wall was constantly scratched by sword marks, and stone chips flew everywhere.

In the dim light, Li Changqing saw the woman's pretty yet distorted face and her enchanting figure.

It’s Liang Meng, the singer on the round platform of Xiankeju!

"Kill him and the price will double!"

Liang Meng saw that the killers' formation was disrupted and there were signs of retreat. He looked panicked and doubled the price.

"Even if I increase my power tenfold, it won't kill him, so why bother?"

There was another person in the shadow beside Liang Meng, and his sigh was filled with deep helplessness and emptiness.

"Shut your stinky mouth! Who told you to follow me? You're such a loser! I don't know why I'm still alive!"

Liang Meng was furious. "If I can't kill him, I'll hurt him. If I can't hurt him, I won't let him off easily!"

As he spoke, the resentment in his eyes never ceased.

The stunning face was rendered extremely terrifying and distorted by hatred.

"Yes, why am I alive in this world? You hate me to death, but you won't let me die. You want to see me live like a dog. Now that you have your wish, what else do you want?"

The man's eyes were filled with loneliness, darker than the night.

He gave a desperate smile, tilted his head back and drank in big gulps. In his opinion, the woman was just like him in the past, strong on the outside but weak on the inside.

Amid the meteor-like sword light, there were constant wails. No killer cared about the bounty. They used all their skills, not for the bounty.

They wanted to escape but couldn't, so they had to fight to the death.

The woman saw human heads flying up one after another in the sword light, and then being swallowed by a woman in gauze in a thin mist.

The blood never touched the ground, but flowed upstream and disappeared into the mist.

The shadow of a large cauldron was floating in the sky above the alley, and the souls of the dead killers were sucked into it one by one.

Even though her chest was filled with hatred, she was still shocked by the slaughter-like scene and trembled all over.

"Liang Meng, Miss Liang?"

The sound of the wind died down in the alley, and it returned to silence. Bloody clothes were scattered all over the ground, but there was no trace of the body.

"Li Changqing!"

Liang Meng clenched his fists, his face turned blue. Li Changqing's shadow flashed and he was already standing in front of him.

"I should call you Liang Jing!"

Li Changqing was half angry and half smiling. The woman in front of him was his former fiancée, the daughter of Liang Ziyi, the former vice-president of Yingtian Academy.

Liang Jing!

"I'm here to kill you myself. I'm not afraid of exposing my identity, and I don't even want to go back alive. You'd better kill me now, otherwise, I'll kill you again later!"

Liang Jing's eyes were spitting fire.

Although she said this, she stood there without making any move, her face trembling slightly.

Li Changqing took his time, took out a piece of cloth, wiped the blood off the sword, and sheathed it.

"You and Cui Hao are truly a perfect match. He's said so before, and my answer remains the same: I wouldn't bother killing you. Actually, keeping you alive gives me even more pleasure!"

"Don't mention Cui Hao to me, I have nothing to do with him!"

Disgust filled Liang Jing's face. "If you don't kill me today, you'll regret it one day!"

"Is that so, Master Cui?"

Li Changqing asked Liang Jing seriously, the person hiding in the shadows behind him was Cui Hao.

The brutal humiliation he suffered at the gate of Xiankeju instantly aroused his desire to live, just for revenge!

But the killer sent by Liang Jing was killed in a flash of lightning in just a few breaths, leaving no trace.

Cui Hao was desperate!

In just over a month, Li Changqing's cultivation level almost skyrocketed, and his upper limit was beyond people's imagination.

There is no hope of seeking revenge on him in this life!

Cui Hao's former inferiority complex and self-esteem were all devoured and consumed along with his bones and physique.

Now I am just living in this world, with nothing to pursue!

"Me and Liang Jing? Haha, she's a very kind person to a beggar like me!"

There was a lot of sarcasm in Cui Hao's words.

"Whenever I'm about to starve to death, she would condescendingly give me alms, allowing me to continue to live. Perhaps, like you, she feels very happy when I'm alive!"

Li Changqing couldn't help but sigh when he heard this.

When Chen Qian wanted to kill him that day, it was also in the alley. Only a month had passed, and the scene seemed to be replayed, but everything and everyone had changed.

At that time, they snuggled together, loving each other, and wanted to see themselves being killed by Chen Qian.

Liang Jing was even more like a love-brained person. Even though she knew that she was Li Changqing's fiancée, she still expressed her admiration for Cui Hao and her disgust for herself in front of him.

Now both of them have been expelled from the divine capital and are wandering around the world, but they have a strong hatred for each other.

"This is what you deserve!"

Liang Jing said hatefully.

She was expelled from the capital, her father was demoted to an ordinary deacon of Yingtian Academy, and the Liang family fell into decline. She suddenly woke up.

Cui Hao never truly loved herself. She only loved her identity as the daughter of the vice-president of Yingtian Academy and her pitiful self-esteem.

In the Zongzheng Mansion, he watched helplessly as he was caned, and no one said a word to him.

She even scolded herself, wondering why she liked such a person!

"Haha, I deserved it. How could you be any better? Didn't I kill Li Changqing just for you?"

Cui Hao was seething with rage. "You knew killing the prince was a serious matter, yet you never once tried to dissuade me. Yet you kept goading me into dragging the Liang family down with you, putting me in an irretrievable position!"

Liang Jing's eyes became fierce after hearing his words, and then dimmed.

"What's the point of saying this now!"

A feeling of sadness surged in her heart and she choked up. What Cui Hao said was true. It was because of her that she and the Liang family suffered such a misfortune!

But she was unwilling and angry, and when she had nowhere to vent, she could only feel a little better when she saw Cui Hao living in pain.

Li Changqing was a little overwhelmed by the vicious insults exchanged between the two. "Neither of you is any better, so there's no need to blame and insult each other!"

"When you look at each other, is it like looking in a mirror and seeing your own ugly self?"

"All of this is thanks to you. If you hadn't come to the Divine Capital, would so many things have happened? Why would the Emperor decree that I marry you? Only if you die can there be peace!"

Liang Jing said resentfully.

Li Changqing shrugged. "That's right. So what? Can you kill me, or can Cui Hao kill me?"

"How would your father feel if he knew you were in this state, working as a singer in the Xianke Residence in Luanhun City?"

He couldn't help but sigh, "After more than ten years of training, she has become a famous lady in the capital. I guess his heart is bleeding!"

"Don't mention my father!"

Liang Jing screamed like a madman, the guilt on her face almost overflowing.

"I was kicked out of the Liang family. I'm no longer Liang Jing, but Liang Meng, the singer at Xiankeju. Any of my actions will not represent the Liang family, and the Liang family doesn't have descendants like me!"

Li Changqing's expression changed slightly.

Judging from Liang Jing's tone, she didn't seem to know that Liang Ziyi had come to the Luanhun Mountains.

But he didn't quite understand. When Xin Xueyi left, he had asked her to help Liang Jing if possible.

How did he help her get to the Luanhun Immortal City? What the hell is this dream-building saint doing?

The distant holy land of Yunmengze.

Xin Xueyi was chatting with Ye Ling'er, and they were talking about the sixth prince of Shendu, Li Changqing.

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