The battle between the two women was very fierce.
Xie Lige glanced at Shi Zhixuan discreetly.
The latter stood behind him expressionlessly. He was not shocked by the scene in front of him at all.
Xie Lige looked away.
In the hall, Joo Ok-yeon had the upper hand. She was suppressing the other person. The others were waiting outside.
Perhaps it was because her momentum was too fierce.
Kou Zhong looked at Joo Ok-yeon's merciless attacks under her beautiful smile.
He gulped. "Young Master Xu?"
Xu Ziling also saw it. "…"
Xu Ziling said, "… Do all women fight like this?"
From the beginning, the two of them fought with all their might. They stepped on the painful parts and pulled the parts that made their hearts ache the most.
Hair, face, and all.
They could not escape from the two women's attacks. Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling trembled as they watched.
In the air in the hall.
Zhu Yuyan swiftly slapped her mortal enemy down from the air with a single palm strike.
Her graceful figure landed on the ground with a dull thud.
Then, she gently landed on the ground.
When Kou Zhong saw this, his teeth hurt a little as he said, "… That's too fierce."
Joo Ok-yeon seemed to have heard his voice.
She turned around and looked at them with her beautiful eyes.
"…" Halfway through his sentence, Kou Zhong obediently swallowed the rest of his words.
Xu Ziling also saw it, but without leaving any trace he withdrew his gaze.
He wanted to show that he was harmless.
He sighed in his heart. Why did his good friend say that?
When Joo Ok-yeon saw their tactful expressions, she smiled in satisfaction.
Although she did not have a good impression of these two rascals who were shameless all the way here,
Empress Yin said that she liked tactful people the most at this time.
For some reason, she found these two rascals very pleasing to the eye.
Forget it.
After they left, they wouldn't bother them anymore.
Joo Ok-yeon regretfully thought in her heart. A trace of indifference flashed across her gorgeous face. Then, she retracted her gaze and lowered her head, just in time to meet a pair of angry eyes.
She immediately smiled. Her beautiful face blossomed into a smile that made people's hearts turn cold. Her red lips that made people's hearts tremble slightly opened as she said, "What?
You're the leader of Tzu Hang Jing Zhai, and you can't do it? "
Fan Qinghui did not speak. Her face was frighteningly pale, but her eyes were frighteningly bright. She looked straight at Joo Ok-yeon, who was speaking.
Joo Ok-yeon raised her eyebrows and asked, "Are you angry?"
Fan Qinghui: "… Cough … Cough cough … How did your power increase so quickly?"
The woman who was still charming in her Taoist robe was still untainted by dust when stepped on by someone. She did not care about Joo Ok-yeon's mocking words and stubbornly asked her own question. Unfortunately, a trace of blood flowed out from the corner of her mouth, making her look very pathetic.
Joo Ok-yeon sneered and said, "Why should I tell you this kind of question?"
"I came to Tzu Hang Jing Zhai early in the morning just to hear you say this?"
Joo Ok-yeon seemed to have said something. Her jade-like hand gently lifted Fan Qinghui's chin, indicating that she should look outside the door.
The door of the hall was wide open, and they could see layers of mountains. The sun was rising, and the warm sunlight shone on the square in front of the hall. There were few people. No, it could be said that there were no signs of living creatures.
Fan Qinghui's pupils could not help but shrink. Impossible. She remembered that her disciples should be outside. She even ordered them to do morning classes in the square when the sun rose.
But now, there was not a single person.
Her throat became a lot hoarse in an instant. She struggled to open her mouth, and a hoarse voice sounded in the air, "What did you do?"
Then.
She heard a bewitching voice in her ear, followed by Joo Ok-yeon's very intimate action. She moved closer to her ear and said, "They?
Of course they're alive. "
"But all of this depends on what you want to do."
As soon as the voice fell, Fan Qinghui felt that the person who spoke in her ear was far away. A pair of beautiful eyes looked down at her condescendingly.
"What do you mean?"
Joo Ok-yeon pulled the corner of her mouth and said softly, "Who asked our ancestor to be a kind-hearted monk? We clearly tied up those female disciples, but he didn't allow us to kill them. He even said that the heavens are virtuous." Her beautifully shaped eyebrows frowned slightly, with a bit of flirtatious dissatisfaction.
Was there anyone in the world who killed more people than his ancestor?
Thinking of this, Joo Ok-yeon's eyes flashed with a trace of reluctance. Was there anyone in the world who killed more people than his ancestor?
Impossible, it didn't exist.
So a butcher said that the heavens are virtuous …
Joo Ok-yeon wanted to laugh a little. Her mood inexplicably became better. Seeing Fan Qinghui's calm face, she didn't get angry. Instead, she calmly moved closer to her and said, "Now, make a choice."
She stretched out her slender hand and pointed at the square outside. She smiled brightly and said, "The lives of all the Tzu Hang Jing Zhai disciples and the people around Li Shimin in the palace leave the palace."
"Choose one of the two."
"Come, let me see if the ancestor's words are correct."
Fan Qinghui's calm face showed a panicked expression for the first time. She didn't think that things would turn out like this. Her mind was blank. She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. However, a voice that could be said to be her inner demon sounded in her ears.
"Amitabha!"
A common Buddhist chant sounded in the hall. The monk with blood-red eyes put his palms together, as if tacitly agreeing with Joo Ok-yeon's words.
Fan Qinghui's heart was in a mess and she almost lost her mind. She wanted to comfort herself that the people in the palace couldn't be withdrawn. Now was the day when the new emperor had just ascended the throne. As the Devil's Gate and Taoism who had supported Li Shimin to the throne together, it was time to divide the fruits of victory. Because of its outstanding status, Tzu Hang Jing Zhai had already taken advantage of the situation and sent people to the new emperor's side.
Once the people were withdrawn, the Tzu Hang Jing Zhai's years of hard work would be in vain.
However, now in the hands of the Devil's Gate, the Tzu Hang Jing Zhai disciples were more important. They could be said to be the foundation of Tzu Hang Jing Zhai's foothold in Jianghu. Once they were gone, they were likely to withdraw from Jianghu.
Comparing the two, it was clear which one was more important.
Fan Qinghui closed her eyes and a trace of struggle flashed across her face. However, her reason soon returned to her. She struggled to say word by word, "… Tzu Hang Jing Zhai … withdraw!"
When the last two words came out of her mouth, she had no strength in her body. Her whole body was on the verge of collapse, as if she would fall to the ground in the next second.
When Joo Ok-yeon heard this, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
Their goal was achieved.
That's right, from the beginning, the three of them didn't want to destroy Tzu Hang Jing Zhai. The reason why they said this was to force Fan Qinghui to say what she had just said.
If the Devil's Gate disciples were exchanged for Tzu Hang Jing Zhai's position, they were completely confident that they could use subtle means to infiltrate him.
Profit!
Profit!
Since you stole my son's position as the master of Jianghu, I will take your world back.
Sure, this was very strong.