The night is drooping and the stars are spreading. Shengjing City is just a time when flowers are blooming...

The buildings in Lotus Lane are crowded, and the flower boats in Fengyue Tower are even more sour poems that the noble man blurted out. Even Shilin Street, where the murder occurred not long ago, was crowded with people and traffic.

Under this joyful and peaceful harmony, an unimaginable and terrible scene is happening under Shengjing City.

Wen Qingfeng, one of the first six kings whom the people of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, was kowtowing. The target of his kowtow was the soldiers who made great achievements in establishing the prosperous Tang Dynasty thirty years ago, but there were a few people, a full hundred thousand!

Wen Qingfeng had no power to resist in front of Mr. Li Zizhi for some reason. After a thought in his eyes, countless sword intents seemed to be filled with his body.

These sword intents pierced through the major acupoints all over his body without hesitation, but they did not die, but he instantly lost control of his body, like a puppet carrying a string.

Wen Qingfeng never thought that his divine power realm would not have even the ability to resist, so he could only kneel down and kowtow mechanically, and humiliate him extremely.

His forehead began to flatten with his movements, and the goatee was covered in blood flowing from his forehead.

During this process, he fainted several times, but felt a stinging pain in his body and woke up again. Then he continued to repeat the kowtow movement, continued to fall into a coma, and continued to wake up!

Li Zizhi did not think that this approach was cruel. He just felt that Wen Qingfeng should indeed kowtow to these people because he had let down too many people's trust.

After Wen Qingfeng repeated 100,000 times, the breath of life gradually dissipated.

Li Zizhi did not stop Wen Qingfeng from his death, and did not continue to torture him, but said last: "Goodbye!" After saying that, his brows frowned, waiting for Wen Qingfeng to truly die!

Before Wen Qingfeng died, his mind was not blank, but he remembered some old past events.

I remembered that he joined the army of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, who was young but unsuccessful, and vowed to destroy the Great Zhou Dynasty. I remembered the laughter of the brothers around me, and more importantly, I remembered the old slaves he once trusted very much, I remembered Wen Qinglan, whom he didn't know how to send them out, and I also remembered the love between Wen Qinglan and Tang Yinlong that made him useless in the slightest use of space.

It seems that only when a person is about to die can he see the world more thoroughly. Wen Qingfeng gradually indulges in his memories and dies gradually!

After seeing that he had completely died, Li Zizhi did not have much fluctuation in his expression, but he still sighed, wondering if he also remembered the old past events.

The past requires warm wine. At Li Cuzi's home, who has been drinking countless times, the old joke and Li Cuzi are waiting for Li Zizhi's return.

Li Zizhi has always been a person who will do what he says. He originally planned to put down one of his sword intent in the sacrifice hall, so he came out to drink with his old friend, but he never thought that Wen Qingfeng happened to come and died at his hands.

After killing Wen Qingfeng, Li Zizhi needed to drink more, drink some warm wine, and warm some of the sour things about the old mixed seeds.

At the dinner table, the old jokes kept talking. At the end, I was afraid I didn’t know what I was saying. Anyway, I heard cheerful laughter.

Most of the laughter came from Li Zizhi. Li Crook, who had been sober, drank until the end and asked while drinking: "Sir, don't you know Wen Qingfeng?"

Li Zi realized it and said, "I just died."

Li Crook, who has always been close to Wen Qingfeng but has not been in contact for many years, did not laugh happily. He raised his wine glass and shouted in a complicated expression: "Good death!"

After saying that, he killed the wine in the glass, and felt like he had knocked over the five flavor bottles. He couldn't tell what he felt or what he tasted.

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In the Qiyun tribe, Li Yi and the other six still did not recover from the fatigue left by the Holy Mountain and his party. Zhang Xiaodao was naturally the one who was most seriously injured.

In recent days, Zhang Xiaodao has been looking at the murals in the crater every day. Because Wang Luohan was trapped, he was anxious to find some opportunity, but there was no doubt that the more anxious he was, the less he could find it.

After three days, Zhang Xiaodao did not finish reading the murals, but was sure that he could walk around. So he no longer waited for any opportunity, but came to say goodbye to Li Yi and others.

"No!" Li Yi quickly made a decision after hearing Zhang Xiaodao's words!

Wang Daniu raised his head and expressed his different opinions: "Why should I accompany you?"

Yang Qing narrowed his eyes and said, "The extreme north of the Great Wilderness is a glacier vein. Even if you are not injured, you cannot travel through time. How can you get through now?"

Zhang Xiaodao naturally knew the concern of everyone for him, but he still said resolutely: "No one can stop this matter. I have to go there. The current prosperous Tang Dynasty also needs you to go back, so there is no need to help me, I will go by myself."

Everyone suddenly fell silent when they heard this.

Zhang Xiaodao's expression was extremely firm when he spoke, and his tone was unquestionable, which made people unable to refute it. More importantly, Xiaodao wanted to save his wife. It was natural that she would say it, and it would be too unkind to let her go.

Huang Zhenfeng raised her eyes and said, "Why would Master accompany you for a walk?"

Zhang Xiaodao waved his hand quickly and looked at everyone: "I don't know where I can trap my wife. It's hard for me to imagine what enemies I will face, so don't join in the fun. If the teacher comes back, then you must tell him my whereabouts."

After saying this, he swears: "Besides, are you not at ease if I am so smart? It's okay, I know myself. If I don't, I will contact you in time."

Everyone thought that Zhang Xiaodao was indeed not a reckless person. If there was something that could not be solved, they would naturally seek help as soon as possible. They understood that what Zhang Xiaodao said was reasonable. They could only watch him leave Qi Yun, who had grown ten years older, and they quickly set off for the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

Without mentioning the incident of Yang Qing leaving Qi Yun, Zhang Xiaodao went straight to the extreme north, crossing mountains and ridges, and trekking thousands of miles, becoming more and more anxious.

He had forgotten all his promises at this time. He had not entered his dream these days and could not talk to Wang Luohan. He was afraid that Wang Luohan would have accidents and had one corpse and two lives, so he didn't care about his injuries. As he walked, he felt his blood rushing up. Occasionally spitting blood seemed to be a normal thing for him now.

But he never delayed a single point. Even though he understood that finding Wang Luohan in his current state might not be able to save her, he still rushed forward, hoping that the sooner he saw her, the better.

At this time, on the sea area where Wang Luohan was trapped, a handsome boy was sitting on the rock floating in the air and looking at the sea level, as if his eyes could penetrate everything, and saw his dream lover whose belly was getting bigger and bigger in the deep sea.

The young man is named Liu Jianbei, with an iconic giant sword on his back. He once met Zhang Xiaodao in Lingyin County, but because of his mother-in-law's warning, he did not interfere in secular affairs.

In the past four years, Liu Jianbei has become majestic and handsome, but Wang Luohan seems to not care about his appearance and always scolds some low-level and crude words.

In Liu Jianbei's view, this must be because of the ordinary man named Zhang Xiaodao.

He could not imagine what kind of poison Wang Luohan was killed by Zhang Xiaodao, but every time Wang Luohan became a civilian, he would feel distressed because this seemed not the wife he had always dreamed of.

The wife he dreamed of has always been Wang Luohan, but at that time, Wang Luohan was not in the world, and his every frown and smile seemed to have infinite charm. Now, Wang Luohan and Wang Luohan in his impression have undergone earth-shaking changes.

She would argue for a supper at the top of her lungs, she would curse her because she was in a bad mood, and she also learned to be petty and petty.

Therefore, in recent days, Liu Jianbei has increasingly felt that Wang Luohan is no longer the same as before, so he became more and more angry with the man named Zhang Xiaodao.

Little did he know that Zhang Xiaodao had already crossed the great wilderness and came to the glacier sea veins, looking at the glacier connected with the sky at a loss.

The temperature here cannot cause any harm to Zhang Xiaodao, who has the spirit of the flame beast, but he does not know where Wang Luohan is, and he does not know where he is going.

But even though there were many unpredictable things, Zhang Xiaodao stepped onto the sea level and moved forward all the way to the night, and reached the end of the sky, but he was left at a loss.

In order to relieve the huge physical and mental burden, Zhang Xiaodao, walking in the glacier continent floating in the ocean, could only sing the 'Where to go', which he created in Lingyin County.
Chapter completed!