I chase corpses in Gaowu world

Chapter 204 Zhao Shiyi is in desperate situation and goes to the palace?
Fang Ze looked at Zhaoshi Yi who fell in front of him, looking extremely miserable.

He had many wounds on his body. His purple robe was torn in many places, and the skin underneath could be seen. There were several half-inch deep wounds on his forehead, and his hair was messy.

Under the true pupils of life and death, the true energy in Master Zhao Yi's body is not flowing smoothly.

If he wasn't a master of Shen Yun, he could die at any time.

"Why are you so embarrassed?" Fang Ze asked.

Zhaoshi Yi took a long breath, barely suppressed his internal injuries, and said: "Wen Yuanbo sneak attack on Lingkong Mountain."

"He has been planning for a long time. Many of my disciples, disciples, and relatives have been detained, the clan has been threatened, and there are people in Yi Dao who have no choice but to betray me. I am under his control."

"Then it won't be easy for you to escape...you don't care about the Taiyi Dao inheritance?" Fang Ze asked.

"Humph, I am still alive, Taiyi Dao exists. Wen Yuanbo, my disciple and grandson, may not dare to kill him. If I die, Taiyi Dao will be truly over." Master Zhaoyi snorted coldly.

Fang Ze nodded and said, "You are sober."

He took out the wound medicine from his body and threw it away.

"The blue bottle Shengji Buxue San is applied externally, and the white bottle is taken internally to treat internal injuries."

Master Zhaoyi took it, opened the bottle, poured it out and swallowed it without checking, and sprinkled the powder on the wounds on his body.

He stopped being particular and started adjusting his breath while sitting on the bluestone ground in the courtyard.

Fang Ze's true pupil of life and death looked at Zhaoshi Yi and clearly saw that his vitality was beginning to recover.

After Zhao Master Yi finished adjusting his breath, he let out a long breath and stood up.

"Overseas elixirs are indeed extraordinary."

"I've recovered about [-]% to [-]%."

"Thank you very much. In this situation, you are the only one in the world who will not betray me." Master Zhaoyi said with emotion.

"Tell me about the situation, what are the causes and consequences?" Fang Ze asked.

Zhaoshi Yi sighed.

"You killed Xie Yan in Banan. Within a few days, Fan Qianhong sent word of his retreat to the world. A close disciple in Taiyi Dao knew that I was also at the scene. He asked about it and I confirmed it."

"I thought Master Jue Yuan was still in Tianlong Temple, and Mr. Yuan you were also in Longkang. Even if Wen Yuanbo had the intention to take action, he would not choose now."

"But I didn't expect that Mr. Yuan, you haven't heard from you all the time, and Wen Yuanbo directly led troops to besiege Lingkong Mountain, and used relatives and family extermination as threats to instigate against many disciples of Taiyi Dao."

Fang Ze nodded and sighed.

Wen Yuanbo is really decisive.

However, Jue Yuan had given up his kung fu a long time ago, and Wen Yuanbo hid the news.

With Fang Ze absent and Fan Qianhong fleeing far away, Zhaoshi B has become the biggest target of resentment...

"Wen Yuanbo has prepared many means for many years and set up a strange formation to trap me. He didn't take action directly, but he kept threatening me so that I couldn't escape. He had to rely on the money he had saved over the years. The methods and the lives of my men will wear me to death!”

"Later, he suddenly left, and I escaped. I turned around and arrested an important person. Knowing that it was Mr. Yuan who came to Beijing, the news spread and alerted Wen Yuanbo, so he hurried back to Beijing."

Speaking of this, Master Zhao Yi cupped his hands and said, "I would like to thank Mr. Yuan a lot. If you hadn't come to the capital, I might not be here anymore."

Fang Ze nodded.

Master Zhao Yi’s gratitude was sincere.

"What are you going to do?" Fang Ze asked.

Zhaoshiyi looked cold and serious and said: "I have a news channel in the capital. I learned that Mr. Yuan is in the Hanfu Courtyard, so I came directly."

"Nowadays, you and I don't have much choice."

"Wen Yuanbo's determination is beyond my imagination. There will definitely be an endless pursuit... He himself is okay, but with Long Kang behind him, the entire court's resources are available. To be honest, I know I feel a little scared."

"In case I accidentally die, Wen Yuanbo's next target must be Mr. Yuan."

"so……"

"So?" Fang Ze probably guessed what Master Zhao Yi said, but didn't say it for him.

"So it's a bad outcome no matter what. It's better to resist directly and turn against the guest!" Zhaoshi Yi said.

"Mr. Yuan and I have joined forces, and our strength is about the same as that of Wen Yuanbo and Ouchi, the master with the magic weapon. It is impossible for the two of them to be together all the time. As long as one of them is eliminated, the other one will not be afraid. .”

"Except for these two, Mr. Yuan and I are the only gods in the world." "No matter what Mr. Yuan wants to do, I will not stop him. I only hope that Taiyi Tao can be passed down for a long time. There is no other way." He begged.”

Zhaoshi Yi said.

Fang Ze nodded.

But in his heart, he knew that Master Zhaoyi had something he didn't say.

Master Zhaoyi had not suggested this before, because he was not forced to do so.

Secondly... Fang Ze always thinks one step more than others, so he will habitually think one step more for Zhao Master B.

What Zhaoshi Yi didn't say was whether Fang Ze would kill him if there were only two Shen Yun left in the world.

Then Fang Ze is the only one in the world.

At this time, whether to become the master behind the scenes in the world, or to stand directly at the front and replace it with the Longkang Zhou royal family, is a matter of thought. Those who are not convinced can be killed until they are convinced.

Even if Master Zhaoyi has no ambition, he can definitely think of this step with wisdom.

He didn't say it now, and it's also a time of cooperation. Such things cannot be said, and that is the next step.

We can't say it now, otherwise there will be no basis for cooperation.

Fang Ze had thought of it, but he didn't say anything.

"Haha, Master Zhaotian, Emperor Yuanxing held a banquet before you came and invited me to go," Fang Ze said.

"Are you planning to go?" Zhao Shiyi asked.

Fang Ze smiled slightly and said, "I know it's a trap, isn't it stupid to go anyway?"

"This..." Master Zhaoyi touched his nose but said nothing.

Master Zhaoyi recalled seeing Yuan Feng beating Xie Yan to death and hearing the legendary news about how to kill Gu Zan. He thought that Mr. Yuan was the type who would fight hard all the way.

At this time, Yuan Feng said that he didn't want to go, which was a bit surprising.

Fang Ze didn't care what Master Zhaoyi thought.

He can fight hard, but he doesn't necessarily have to work hard at everything. Dare to work hard doesn't mean he has to work hard with everyone.

Zhaoshi Yi said after a moment: "Actually, Mr. Yuan can consider going to Da Nei. I will follow you secretly. If I find an opportunity, I can make a sudden move. Maybe I can get rid of him once and for all."

"But Wen Yuanbo should have returned to Beijing, and the outcome is uncertain now."

He sighed.

After a pause, Master Zhaoyi said: "Mr. Yuan and I will come up with a plan to see how to deal with Wen Yuanbo, the masters in the imperial court, and the Longkang court."

Fang Ze nodded.

When he was thinking about whether there was a better way to handle it, his ears suddenly twitched.

After a while, Fang Ze laughed.

"Haha, Master Zhaotian, we don't need to think about it."

"The person who is supposed to come is here."

Master Zhao Yi heard the words and listened carefully.

Faintly, he heard a large number of footsteps in the distance trying to move quickly.

And the sound of horse hooves.

"The Imperial Red Armored Army!" Master Zhaoyi blurted out.

"And I."

At this time, a gentle voice sounded not far from the front yard of the other courtyard.

Zhaoshiyi's eyes narrowed and he wanted to look in that direction.

Wen Yuanbo, the imperial master of Longkang, walked over calmly and stood in front of the courtyard and the moon gate of the front porch.

Next to him, a tall, thin, middle-aged man in black clothes stood shoulder to shoulder with an expressionless face and no visible emotion.

In the middle-aged hand, he holds a red sword that exudes blood-red brilliance...

(End of this chapter)