World of Chessboard

The gang had begun to retreat. As far as the Puppet Palace was concerned, compared to fighting to the death with these people, settling the internal rebellion was much more important. As expected, the Palace Masters of the Dark and Light Palaces both chose to tacitly allow them to leave.

The troops from the Ming Palace left with the gang, their fighting spirit once again returned to its peak. Crying and Tang Xiao couldn't stand idly by either. He motioned for his personal guards to rush into the crowd. Crying and Tang Xiao were the only ones to take action. The two Palace Masters and the others joined in the fray.

After receiving Weeping's order, Yu Shi immediately said, "It's done."

Demon Poisonous took a deep breath and nodded slightly, "Do it!" The leaves moved without any wind, but the figure of a person could not be seen scurrying out. Dozens of assassins moved at the same time. They were like ghosts approaching their targets and attacking.

"Go to hell." The shallow mark left a white afterimage as both of his hands were nailed to the neck of one of the Puppet Palace's Altar Masters. Her thin lips slightly parted as she spat out words that were as gentle as a lover's whisper.

He pulled out the hook with his hand and poured the blood on his snow-white clothes. The delicate and pretty young man's body was instantly dyed with a blood-red color of insanity. He did not stop and flew towards the next person, sparing no effort to kill him.

The night was black, the subordinates of the Puppet Palace were all dressed in black, and the killers of the Wine Hall were even dressed in night clothes. The white robe was even more dazzling than usual. Compared to before, his attack was even more ferocious, his snow-white clothes looked unreal from the rapid movements, but the corpses that fell around him were truly terrifying.

The Demon Poisonfeather, who was hiding in the distance and waiting for an opportunity, immediately understood what he meant. Dazzling Spring rushed into the area where the experts from the Ming Palace were gathered. Even if he succeeded in one strike, it would be tantamount to seeking death. However, he had used himself to attract the attention of the assassins who were waiting for an opportunity to find an opening. The devilish viper didn't hesitate. It seized the flaw and attacked without hesitation. At the same time, seven other Hall of Blood assassins also took action. They were all the most outstanding assassins, and were all keenly aware of this opportunity. No one missed, as eight lives were easily reaped. The devilish viper jumped back, looking at Qian Jin with a complicated expression.

Assassins, regardless of success or failure, should be able to escape and conceal themselves as fast as possible after launching a strike. Assassins were born from darkness, and exposure to light was suicidal.

Even from the beginning, the poof had taught him how to attract others with himself, to create more opportunities for his partner to assassinate him. However, what he taught Drifting Water more was how to protect himself as much as possible under the light, not how to make him court his own death.

Assassins were existences hidden in darkness, while shallow marks were light. It was much more difficult to find a companion in darkness around them. However, if he were to try to protect his companions who were far beyond the range of his own abilities, he would undoubtedly have to pay a greater price.

Poisonous Demon was an assassin of darkness, so he retreated. However, he was very clear that this retreat was the equivalent of him tacitly agreeing to Drifting Water's death. It wasn't just the demonic jellyfishes, all the assassins in the surrounding area understood this logic. However, no one chose to save Drifting Water. Seeing the light mark gradually walk towards death, the demonic insect felt somewhat forlorn, but at the same time it felt gratified by the light mark's decisiveness and the lack of reaction from the killers.

Not far away, Xue Sha narrowed his eyes and glanced at Qian Jin. With a smile that seemed like a sigh, he sighed. "As expected." He then turned around and hid himself in the darkness, without making any unnecessary movements.

Dazzling Spring clearly knew the ability of his eight killers. If anyone revealed any flaws, that person would definitely die. Therefore, he did not deliberately try to defend himself. Instead, he used every action he made to surprise them, causing them to reveal their flaws.

A sword appeared in his chest, and an assassin took his life.

Spitting out another mouthful of blood, another assassin took action, taking another person's life.

A hook fell from his hand, but no one found a suitable opportunity.

One leg was twisted by the sound of bones breaking. The devilish viper stared at its target as if it had not heard anything.

A knife cut open a gaping wound in the shoulder, and the two killers made no mistake.

His white clothes had long been dyed red with blood, and the handsome youth could no longer maintain his composure.

That was not the color of the killings that killers loved, but the color of their most hated deaths.

His eyes were already covered with blood, and he could only wildly wave the hook in his right hand. He couldn't stop. If he stopped, he would die. If they died too early, the chances of them making a move would decrease, and the number of people who would die would increase.

Through the bloody mist in front of him, the faces of the azure-dressed gongzi, Shadow, Wen Qi Hua, Xue Sha, Gong Qing and many other young girls appeared one after another. Dazzling Spring smiled and said soundlessly, "Young Master, I'm sorry." There was no pain in his right hand. He only felt himself loosen his grip on the last weapon, and then he fell back with a wave of dizziness.

The Magic Poisonous Water gripped the dagger tightly and stared at Luo Changxiu. Even though he knew that Drifting Water was going to die in the next moment, his body and fingers did not move at all.

The air was stifling.

In the blink of an eye.

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The ice-cold feeling woke Zhao Qingyan up. As soon as Zhao Qingyan opened his eyes, he saw himself soaking in a tub of reddish-brown liquid filled with pungent smell. His entire body was covered with silver needles.

"Here …" Zhao Qingyan raised his hand and pressed it against his throbbing temple. He narrowed his eyes and looked around, "Vermillion Bird Hall?"

He held up the water to wash his face and clear his mind. He reached out to remove the needles on his body and used both his hands to support the edge of the wooden bucket to get up. He grabbed onto a bamboo pole that he could barely reach and used it to 'fish' himself out of the water.

After spending almost two hours, he used clean water to wash his body, put on a frame and clean clothes before walking out.

After walking a distance away, he saw a few youths in succession, and these youths all avoided him as if they had seen something terrifying. Those that were inconvenient to avoid were also standing by the wall with their heads down. Zhao Qingyan didn't seem surprised. He looked at them, then walked over to where Tang Xiao and the other two were staying.

"Senior apprentice-brother." A blue-clothed young man who was watering flowers turned around when he heard the sound of footsteps. He smiled in surprise and bowed slightly.

Zhao Qingyan stopped and supported herself against the pillar to share the weight. With a furious expression, she said, "Returning to the ship, I told you not to call me Senior Brother."

The blue-clothed youth looked at him in surprise. "Are you angry?"

Zhao Qingyan gritted her teeth. She could not hold it in any longer, so she held her stomach as she slid down the pillar and sat on the ground.

Returning Boat quickly threw down the kettle and walked over. He squatted down and asked, "What happened?"

Zhao Qingyan shook his head and waited for the pain to pass before answering, "I'm fine. Maybe my meridians are damaged."

Gui Zhou's eyelids jumped as he carefully asked: "What did Hall Master do to you?"

Zhao Qingyan frowned and thought for a while. "I forgot, he probably used the mother Gu to help me poison my inner strength too much, right?"

"Too much inner strength?" Hall Master? " Returning Boat looked at him silently. "What did you do?"

Zhao Qingyan wiped the sweat off his forehead and said with a dejected expression, "I don't know. I didn't do anything."

Returning Boat sighed, "I said senior apprentice-brother …" Um, young prince, why must you go against the Palace Master? "

Zhao Qingyan raised an eyebrow, "You want to go against him? Would I turn into a corpse if I didn't contradict him now? Or become a medicine man like you, who was consumed by him to cure the poison? "

Returning Boat pursed his lips, "I did it voluntarily, and it wasn't forced by the Palace Mistress."

Zhao Qingyan sneered, "That's right, you did it on your own accord. Who else did you do it on your own? Or do you think he really doesn't dare to touch me? "

After returning to the boat for a while, he slowly said, "Hallmaster is not a heartless and heartless person. Even if he had tried to make things difficult for you in the past, you wouldn't need to take it to heart, would you?"

Zhao Qingyan indifferently asked, "What does it have to do with me? What does it have to do with you whether I'm angry or not? "

Returning to the ship had nothing to say.

Zhao Qingyan raised his head to look at the already pitch black night sky. "What time is it now? Are you still watering the flowers?"

Returning to the boat, he said, "It's almost time."

Zhao Qingyan said, "If I haven't fainted for too long, then tonight will be the time when Luo Changshu takes over the throne. Why didn't you go with him?"

Returning Boat shrugged, "Maybe it's because Hallmaster thinks I'm too stupid and is afraid of death?"

Zhao Qingyan murmured, "I'd really like to take a look." Seeing how nervous Guizhou was, he smiled and said, "Don't worry. With my current appearance, it's better that I don't court death."

Returning Boat who was also tired from squatting down, sat down and asked, "Are you really not willing to forgive Hall Master?"

Zhao Qingyan answered straightforwardly, "I don't want to."

Returning Boat couldn't help but laugh: "So decisive."

Zhao Qingyan looked at him indifferently, "Since he doesn't need me to forgive him, why should I try to do it myself? The feeling of hating someone was also rare and not bad. Especially for the person you hate, you don't even have to think about how to kill him to feel even better. "

Returning Boat thought for a while and then muttered to himself, "If I try my best, I won't have the chance to take revenge, and I won't hate him, right?"

"Not necessarily." When Zhao Qingyan saw him looking at her inquiringly, she added, "Only a smart person would let go of the impossibility of hatred, and not be dominated by hatred for the rest of his life due to his persistence."

Returning to the boat, he asked, "Then why are you so stubborn?"

Zhao Qingyan raised his head and laughed, "Because I am not smart enough."

Returning Boat was stunned for a moment before gently shaking his head: "It's probably because I know myself, then I'm willing to let it go at that. Or perhaps, hatred is not strong. "

After a long time, Zhao Qing laughed, "Maybe."

Returning Boat did not mind his carelessness as he continued to talk about what he wanted to say, but no one was willing to listen to him. "At most, I'm just a little homesick. Even if it seems insignificant in that family, it doesn't matter."

"Home?" Zhao Qingyan repeated, her smile fading as she said, "That's right. As long as we have a home, there's nothing worth asking for."

Returning Boat bitterly smiled, "You're not short on family."

Zhao Qingyan smiled and said, "Of course I don't lack a family. Besides, I have a very good family."

Returning to the boat continued to smile bitterly, "So why are you sighing for so long?"

Zhao Qingyan glanced at him and said, "I'm not telling you."

Returning Boat shrugged, didn't ask any further questions, and continued, "My home is gone, everyone in that house is gone. It's like I was in a dream, suddenly I don't have anything. I don't care why the Hall Master took me in, I don't care how long I can live if I become a medicine man. Even if it's like you said, and the hall master left me here to drink my blood, I wouldn't have any complaints. "

He touched his wrist and smiled desolately: "I am not as good as you. I have been a true cripple since the day my hand tendons were cut off. You can't practice martial arts, and you don't have a strong body. Do you know how powerless you are? Even if I am forever powerless and do not even have the strength of a young lady, I am already very satisfied, really. "

Zhao Qingyan lowered his head and looked at his hands. He clenched them before releasing them and suddenly asked, "If your Senior Brother was still alive, would you go and find them?"

Returning Boat was stunned as he anxiously asked, "Who? Who's still alive? "

Zhao Qingyan looked at him blandly, "I'm just asking. I'm just asking if. You're the only one willing to be here in peace now that there's nothing left for you in the past. What if yours wasn't wiped clean? "

Returning Boat looked at him blankly for a long time before slowly shaking his head. I saw it with my own eyes. "

Zhao Qingyan smiled but did not comment.