Bloody Kyoto

After more than half a month, Han Yueze finally found traces of Zheng Jiaojiao's magic.

The reason he was able to find it was not through careful searching, but through a retrospective search more than a hundred years later.

In this retrospective, he appears decades older; he is no longer a white-haired, youthful-looking man, but a rather old one.

After the rewind was complete, I opened my eyes, still filled with unspeakable shock.

He never expected that Zheng Jiaojiao would possess such ancient and evil magic.

Where did she learn that from?

He stood up with one hand on the ground, walked out of the room, and looked up at the sky. Even though the sun was shining brightly, he still felt a chill.

This coolness comes from the overwhelming blood and energy.

It's just that ordinary people can't see it.

After learning how the spell was set up, he began to sever it.

The reason he said "sever" rather than "remove" is because he wouldn't be able to remove it; he could only sever the connection between the spell and Zheng Jiaojiao, preventing her from obtaining the luck.

If no one receives the fortune of these people, then that fortune will return to heaven and earth.

He went back to his room, took out a sword, held it in one hand and put the other behind his back. He took a step and was already several steps away. In this way, he arrived at the top of Yangming Mountain in the capital.

At the top of the mountain is a huge black round rock with natural stone patterns all over its body and several dents around its edge.

These indentations are like a conveyor belt for transmitting fortune.

This black boulder is a medium connecting Zheng Jiaojiao, through which she absorbs her fortune.

Zheng Jiaojiao, who was far away in Liuzhi Mountain coaxing Fu Yanji, suddenly narrowed her eyes.

She glanced at Fu Yanji as he walked out of the room. As soon as he came out, he ran quickly, climbed several stairs, and arrived at a room halfway up Thumb Mountain.

There is a special pattern painted in the middle of the room, like a totem.

She sat cross-legged in the middle of the pattern and closed her eyes.

Yangmingshan

Han Yueze gripped his sword with both hands, his face more solemn than ever before. A gust of wind swept by, he stomped his right foot on the ground, and his body soared into the air.

As he took flight, the howling wind grew louder, and his white hair danced in the air.

At this moment, he lost all his elegance and became like a warrior.

"what!"

With a shout, the sword slammed down heavily.

"Han Yueze!"

Zheng Jiaojiao, who was in the room, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, her eyes looking like she wanted to devour someone.

"what!"

"hateful!"

"Han Yueze, I will not let you off the hook! You dare to ruin my long-cherished wish of a thousand years! I will fight you to the death!"

Zheng Jiaojiao's furious roar echoed throughout the entire belly of Thumb Mountain.

Fu Huaxia was so frightened that he hid in Zhang's arms.

Zhang was not frightened at all; instead, she hummed the little tune that Yunxia had taught her.

Although she didn't know exactly what had happened to Zheng Jiaojiao, she was happy just to know that she was furious.

Fu Yanji also heard the voice. He was stunned for only a moment before continuing to read his book.

However, the slight upturn of his lips showed that he was in a very good mood at the moment.

On Yangming Mountain, Han Yueze, his hair disheveled, knelt on one knee, with a stone split in two in front of him.

After a few breaths, he stood up, his body swaying uncontrollably a few times.

He used his sword to support himself on the ground, barely managing to stand firm.

He raised his head and took a deep breath. At this moment, he no longer felt much anxiety looking at the blood-red sky above the capital.

From everything he saw in the flashback, he knew that the biggest scourge was not the otherworldly people, but Zheng Jiaojiao.

First, he murdered his mother and stole her fortune.

He later murdered his father and seized his destiny.

Then he murdered his sister, seized his destiny, and took control of the army.

Such cold-blooded monsters are a great scourge to the world.

They must be eliminated!

Its only weakness is Fu Yanji.

So far, he still doesn't understand why such a cold-blooded and enchanting woman would have such deep feelings for Fu Yanji.

There must be a reason for this.

After resting for a day, Han Yueze entered the palace in the middle of the night and waited in the place where the emperor had arranged for him to stay.

Before long, Li Nanle, dressed in a black robe, arrived.

Since they didn't have a definite way to contact each other, Li Nanle arranged to meet him here.

Because he was unsure of exactly when Li Nanle would sever the Fate-Stealing Technique, Li Nanle came almost every day.

Having not seen anyone for several days, Li Nanle was inevitably getting restless and impatient.

I finally saw the person today, and my restlessness disappeared, replaced by joy.

His arrival means he has broken Zheng Jiaojiao's spell.

As she walked up to him, her eyes widened in disbelief. "You've gone from a handsome man to a grumpy old man!"

Han Yueze was taken aback at first upon hearing this, then smiled wryly, "Miss Huo, do you not know my age?"

Li Nanle smiled faintly but did not answer.

"Zheng Jiaojiao's luck-stealing technique has been severed. If you want revenge, go ahead and do so. I will not stop you."

Han Yueze's expression suddenly turned serious, and he added, "But I hope you won't implicate the innocent."

"If you continue to kill indiscriminately, I will not stand idly by."

Li Nanle met his gaze, "I'm not a serial killer, your worries are unnecessary."

"However, if someone helps others to deal with me, they can't blame me for dragging innocent people into it."

Han Yueze nodded. "That's natural."

"However, I have a request."

"Please speak!" He had done such a big favor, and Li Nanle was in a good mood, feeling that she would give him face no matter what he asked.

"The Emperor's orders can be postponed for now. I need to make arrangements in advance to prevent the Shang Dynasty from falling into chaos."

After discovering that Zhu Yihua's imperial aura was overflowing, he made a decision.

Assisted the crown prince in ascending the throne.

If it were just about assisting the crown prince, it wouldn't be too difficult. The problem is that the capital still needs to be moved.

Chang'an's fortune has not only been exhausted, but also covered in blood, making it unsuitable as the capital of a country.

Therefore, the new capital must be built before the emperor dies.

Li Nanle thought about it for a moment and then agreed. It was just a matter of killing later; it wasn't like she was forbidden from killing.

"Okay, I promise you."

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At the same time, a group of men in black broke into the Fu residence.

These people went on a killing spree as soon as they entered the mansion, without any hesitation.

Wu Cuicui, who had long since infiltrated the Fu family, had never had a chance to make a move. Today's chaotic situation provided her with just such an opportunity.

The Fu family's secret guards and bodyguards weren't particularly strong, but with two members of the Xiang family present, the group that entered was kept out of the outer courtyard.

Wu Cuicui took this opportunity to move around in the inner courtyard.

She immediately went to find Old Madam Fu. If anyone in this family treated Miss Yunxia the worst, it would be this old woman.

The fighting in the front yard was naturally known to the people in the inner yard as well. When Wu Cuicui arrived at Madam Fu's courtyard, it was brightly lit.

The old woman guarding the door saw Wu Cuicui and was about to shout, but before she could utter a sound, her neck was snapped.

Rushing into the courtyard, the two maids guarding the door turned pale upon seeing Wu Cuicui and instinctively backed away.

"you you……"

Wu Cuicui knew these two maids. Although they never laid a hand on their mistress when she tormented her, they always mocked her with disdain.

The image in his mind froze on their disdainful smiles, and a surge of anger rose from his heart. He rushed forward and grabbed one of them with each hand.

With a slight exertion of force, the two women's necks slumped down, and she threw them heavily, sending their corpses into the room.

The people inside the house were immediately terrified and screamed.

When he saw Wu Cuicui walk in, he was so frightened that he turned pale.

She approached Madam Fu step by step, while a maidservant blocked her way and retreated.

"Cuicui, what are you doing?" the old woman asked, her lips trembling.

Wu Cuicui ignored her, her gaze fixed on Old Madam Fu behind her.