Hidden Blade Chapter 226: The lotus will die
Half an hour passed.
Luo Mo retreated steadily under Xu Han's Lingxuan offensive. From time to time, he needed to summon some devilish energy to resist Xu Han's offensive, delaying his time.
Luo Mo didn't want to sit still, he tried many methods, and even thought of directly infusing Xu Han with devilish energy, causing the young man to explode and die. But Xu Han's body was like a bottomless pit. He almost evoked nearly half of the devilish energy in his body, but he was still unavoidably swallowed by Xu Han, and this young man did not show any abnormality.
After exhausting all kinds of methods and still unable to get a half-point advantage, Luo Mo did something that everyone present could not think of-escape!
Yes, he escaped.
Unexpectedly, he suddenly called out the demonic energy all over his body, and then fleeed away with the afterimage.
Such an incident made those around them look astonished, and the disciples of Luoxia Valley who were brought by Luo Mo looked at each other even more.
There is probably nothing more incredible in this world.
Xu Han didn't have as many strange thoughts as everyone else. He squinted his eyes and looked at the direction where Luo Mo had escaped. After hesitating for a while, he finally put away his thoughts of cutting the grass and rooting out.
Of course, the reason is not because of intolerance or softheartedness. In fact, in the face of enemies, Xu Han has always been known for his cruelty.
Luo Mo is an immortal after all. If he wants to escape with all his heart, Xu Hanruo can catch up with the devilish energy he sucked from Luo Mo. It may be possible to kill the immortal after a fight. The method will inevitably consume a lot of magic energy, and even Xu Han himself will suffer a lot of injuries. Instead of doing this, it is better to save strength and prepare for the next greater trouble.
"I'll leave it to you here." Then Xu Han glanced sideways at Nan Gongjing who was in a daze, and after a pause, he walked out of the sword-holding mansion without looking back.
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Chang'an, in Tiance Mansion.
Mr. Deer, who is over the past few years, frowned.
He is very distressed.
Since Yuwen Nanjing was given the place of God by his own hands, it has been endless, like a drizzle outside the window.
It is the end of June, and summer is coming to an end. It seems to be to welcome the coming autumn. In the past few days, the city of Chang'an has always been raining like this. On weekdays, removing the heat of summer, the coolness brought by such drizzle is always refreshing, but now, the rain makes Mr. Deer very upset.
I thought that when Si Baixiang died, Linglong Pavilion would survive in name only, and Yuwen Nanjing's overhead Tiance Mansion would stop immediately, but in fact, Mr. Lu still underestimated Yuwen Nanjing's determination.
In the past four or five days, the imperial decree of exploiting the finances of the Tiance Mansion and cutting off the number of the mansion was sent to Mr. Lu one by one. The old man couldn't understand why Yuwen Nanjing would be so hostile to Tiance Mansion News. If there was no Tiance Mansion, then where would Yuwen Nanjing be today?
She was even willing to believe in Zhu Xian, who was about to seek power to usurp the throne, and she was unwilling to believe in Tiance Mansion.
The most annoying thing is that today, under the leadership of Zhu Xian, Chang Yesi began to search around for evidence of people close to Tiance Mansion. There is nothing wrong with it. Besides, in this mixed Chang'an, How many people have nothing to do with it?
For a while, everyone in Chang'an was in danger, and Tiance Mansion's situation became embarrassing.
Thinking about these Mr. Deer's brains are aching, he rubbed his temples, and looked at the thick pile of papers in front of the counter. He knew he still had to be busy, so he He sighed deeply, and read the documents again.
"Mr. Deer!" But at this moment, a soldier walked into the house suddenly. He knelt down in front of the old man, and said to the old man.
"What's the matter?" Mr. Deer asked without looking up while looking at the paperwork in his hand.
The Jiashi's complexion changed a little, but after a few breaths, he said in a deep voice: "Chang Yesi, please see you!"
At that time, the old man flipped through the paperwork. He raised his head and looked at the soldier. His brows were deeply frowned: "What is he here to do?"
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Outside the gate of Tiance Mansion, the woman in Tsing Yi holding an oiled paper umbrella quietly looked at Zhu Xian who was invited into Tiance Mansion. She frowned slightly, her expression a little worried.
"Can he persuade them?" The woman in Tsing Yi asked only after a long time.
As soon as the words fell, the space next to her squirmed, and a figure wrapped in a black robe appeared beside the woman in Tsing Yi at that time.
"Why not?" The dark shadow said so, his tone of voice low.
"The old antiques of Tiance Mansion have always sought fame and fame. Fame is more important than anything else in their eyes. Let them..." the Tsing Yi woman murmured.
Just before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the dark shadow: "Nothing is impossible, people in this world, from the silly and unhappy people living in the market, to the immortals who seem to be indifferent to the world. Everyone has their own desires, and this desire is a human weakness~IndoMTL.com~ caught it, and after using it, the fairy emperor can also be used as a bargaining chip."
When the Tsing Yi woman heard this, she raised her brows slightly, glanced at the black shadow with interest, and said: "It looks like you are very confident?"
The dark shadow shook his head: "I can't talk about confidence. It's just that people have lived for a long time, and they have seen more people, so they understand some things."
"All right and wrong, good and evil in this world are terms imposed on the world by people with a heart."
"Even a calf waiting to be fed will **** breast milk and starve to death the brothers of our compatriots. Human nature is for ourselves, but for ourselves will cause evil, where there is so much good, where there are so many Justice, the essence of this world is evil, whether Tiance Mansion or Cui Guozhu of Daxia, if you have any desires in your heart, it is destined to be only a **** in our hands."
Hearing this, the face of the woman in Tsing Yi changed slightly, and she finally could not fully agree with everything that the black shadow said, even if the other party is the real owner of the Senluo Temple, but what he has to admit is that she is the same. It was also for her request that she only came together with her.
She fell silent and stopped speaking.
Shadow seemed to be aware of her strangeness, he turned his head and glanced at her, and stopped talking about this topic any more.
"Quickly solve the trouble here, after so many years of netting, it's time to harvest." Sombra said.
"Huh?" The woman in Tsing Yi was unaware that she was taken aback when she heard the words. She understood exactly what the so-called "retracting the net" meant.
Shadow also guessed what she was thinking. He stretched out his hand and patted the woman in Tsing Yi gently on the shoulder, but his body gradually became fuzzy and hollow at that time.
But his voice still rang in the woman's ears.
"At the end of autumn, in the southern wilderness."
"The mausoleum of the sword will die, and the lotus will die."