by Zhi Bai
An Zheng was so angry that he started laughing, "The Martial Arts Academy has existed for so many years, how many people have been nurtured for the State of Yan? Without the Martial Arts Academy, there would not be so many generals who had made outstanding achievements in the battlefield. "You, a eunuch, actually dared to slander the Martial Arts Academy."
The eunuch's expression changed, "Sir Ann, can you speak properly?"
An Zheng took a deep breath: "Kneel down in front of that grave and apologize, I don't want to kill anymore."
"Hahahaha!"
The eunuch laughed, "I don't want to kill anymore... Did Lord An mean that he had killed a lot of people? The laws of the great swallow are not for show. Even if you are Lord An, you cannot speak carelessly. Although this servant's knee wasn't hard, it would only kneel to the empress dowager. As for the others, this servant truly does not need to attend to them. "
He turned to leave, planning to go around An Zheng.
An Zheng suddenly kicked the little eunuch's knees. Crack! The little eunuch's knees shattered and both his legs shattered at the same time, falling to the side.
The broken bones of his legs were jabbed out from his knees. The bloody mess looked extremely horrifying. An Zheng grabbed the little eunuch's hair and carried him forward, walking towards Song Qiao's grave and leaving him there.
"Kneeling here to apologize is also a blasphemy to him."
An Zheng looked at the few Imperial Guards behind him who wanted to say something, but with a wave of his hand, a long blade automatically flew out from the sheath and landed in An Zheng's hands. An Zheng placed the long blade on the back of the young eunuch's neck, "Even if you were to kowtow and beg for his forgiveness, he still wouldn't forgive you. Furthermore, you did not ask him to forgive your qualifications. "
He raised his hand and the blade fell.
The head also fell.
An Zheng threw the blade back, he looked at the few Imperial Guard soldiers whose faces had turned pale and said: "Whatever you saw, I, An Zheng, killed him."
The Imperial Guard didn't even dare to pick up his knife as he turned around and ran away. These proud and arrogant soldiers of the Imperial Guard in front of outsiders, were now charging out as if they had lost their courage. It was as if if if if they had slowed down a bit, An Zheng's blade would cut them down too.
An Chengli stood at the side and watched, and couldn't help but shake his head: "It's a bit irrational."
An Zheng kicked the body of the young eunuch away, "You don't even have the qualifications to die here."
He turned around and looked at An Chengli, "I really want to show that I was never a rational person."
An Chengli shrugged. "Indeed."
He walked over and pulled An Zheng away: "It's not polite to speak in front of the grave of the dead, let's go out and talk."
He bowed to the new grave and murmured something.
Walking in front of the library, he asked An Zheng: "When do you think I knew you weren't rational?"
An Zheng glanced at him.
An Chengli laughed: "I found out when you told me that the noodles I cooked were not tasty."
An Zheng rolled his eyes at him.
An Chengli said: "He's just a small fry, so it's fine if I kill him. The empress dowager isn't stupid enough to do anything to you just because of a young eunuch … Although in Her Majesty's eyes, perhaps your weight is the same as this little figure's weight in your eyes. "But the Drizzle Court has just expressed their goodwill to you, and the court officials also intend to rope you in. The empress dowager will think about whether there's any benefit in killing you at this critical juncture."
"But... The empress dowager may not make a move, but that fellow's master may not. "
An Chengli said: "I forgot, you all have masters."
An Chengli glared at An Zheng: "I will just treat this sentence as more than a derogatory term... This young eunuch's master was the new disciple of Embroidery Palace's Chief Eunuch, Zhen Dao. As you know, such people have never seen the world. All of a sudden, their master became the head eunuch. The people who followed their master also felt that they were like a chicken or dog that had risen to heaven. It was truly a mess. When Zhen Xiao had just been promoted to Chief Eunuch, his disciple's head had already been chopped off by you.
An Zheng asked: "Then, what will happen if he is unhappy?"
An Chengli said: "Who knows? If you're not happy, you might get a hemorrhoid. "
He and An Zheng spoke as they walked: "I will do my best to fight for Mr. Song's sake. The King will also give me whatever he wants. However, this matter might not be as simple as you think. The strength of the person who attacked the Martial Arts Academy in the middle of the night was too terrifying. It was precisely because of that fierce battle that Daoist Qian Yuan had been seriously injured and died a hundred years ago. If he was really still alive, the Empress Dowager wouldn't even dare to act so arrogantly. Sometimes, the cause and effect were just that strange. Do you think the martial arts world will involve the imperial court? Most people think not. "But Daoist Priest Qian Yuan just happened to be here to deliver the Old President's funeral, and it just so happens that the guy from who knows where came again …"
An Chengli sighed, "In the end, Qian Yuan Dao was unable to be cured. Before he died, he could only create a protective formation and imbued all of his Cultivation Power into the formation, guarding the Tiantong Palace as he guarded his last bit of Profound Qi. Every time the formation was activated, it would become weaker. Perhaps before long, it would completely lose its effectiveness. Furthermore, what made everyone speechless was that the Higher Completion Stage could not be activated by anyone. Therefore, it was on that night that the stone essence appeared, which was why the formation was activated. Therefore, even though so many people from the Gao Clan had attacked them, the formation was still unmoving. "
"That's a bit off …" The affairs of the martial arts world would still affect the affairs of the imperial court and even the Wang family. Because of this incident in the martial arts world, the great swallow became like this. "
He sighed, "Fortunately, I'm not a person of the martial arts world."
An Zheng shook his head: "I think you are more like a martial artist."
An Chengli laughed strangely: "You might have seen it correctly."
Chapter 228 - Don't Touch Me
An Zheng did not leave the Martial Arts Academy for two days straight. Although the number of people in the Academy was even fewer now, Huo Tangtang and Chang Huan needed someone to take care of them. Even if there was only one person who came to the Martial Arts Academy to register, they had to do so according to the rules.
Qu Liuxi also did not leave, and continued to treat Chang Huan and Huo Tangtang. Both of them were severely injured, especially Chang Huan. During the fierce battle with the Nineteen Demons, if it wasn't for Chang Huan blocking for him, he probably would have died at that time. Although An Zheng was not clear about the true cultivation realms of the three masters, but since they were able to become the guardians of the library, the strength of Huo Tangtang and Song Qiao Sheng was at the very least Captive Stage. As for Chang Huan, he might be even stronger than Huo Tangtang and Song Qiao.
Even three Captive Stage experts couldn't stop the Nineteen Demons. Therefore, An Zheng speculated that even though the Nineteen Demons had suffered serious injuries from his battle with Old President and Daoist Qian Yuan and had been sealed by a formation for more than a hundred years, he still possessed a power that surpassed the Lower Completion Stage.
Magic?
An Zheng sat at the window in a daze, what kind of demon was this? Was it a real demon, or was it a group of people who had been possessed?
Not knowing why, An Zheng suddenly wanted to go back to the Mount Cang Man to take a look. He kept having the feeling that that dried corpse was a little strange, and that it must be related to the demons. And Chen Shaobai … Last time, An Zheng wanted to ask Che
n Shaobai, but he avoided the topic and quickly left. With regards to Chen Shaobai, it was simply impossible for An Zheng to find him, but he could find An Zheng anytime or anywhere.
Even if An Zheng was squatting in the bathroom, he would probably silently hand over a piece of toilet paper.
Although An Zheng had killed a young eunuch from the Embroidery Palace in anger, the Embroidery Palace had not made a single move. Empress Dowager Su's focus should be on the court officials, or even Mu Changyan. She had used the Gao Clan's assassination to perfectly force out all of her opponents, three birds with one stone. Firstly, he wanted Mu Changyan to completely expose his own strength, and he had completely lost them all. After that, he forced the court officials to step forward and saw how many people were in a group. Third, she had let out the spies that Lu Tianhui and Zhao Zishan, the two State of Zhao s, had placed beside her.
Perhaps, the hatred that the Empress Dowager Su had for her so-called homeland was even more intense than the hatred she had for people like the State of Yan. In her view, those people from the State of Yan, whether it was Mu Changyan or the ministers, were all just her opponents. Those close relatives of hers were her enemies.
How twisted can a person's mind be? An Zheng had seen a lot in the past few years in the Great Western Ming Fa Si, but there were very few people like the Empress Dowager Su who were twisted like this.
The two scariest psychopaths that An Zheng had ever seen, one was a pervert who was ignorant, and the other was a pervert who was paranoid.
When An Zheng was still an insignificant enforcer of the Ming Fa Si, he investigated a case of disappearance in a mountain village. An old woman had gone missing, and no one in the village had been able to find her for a long time. Coincidentally, An Zheng went to the mountain to track a thief and killed the culprit. On his way back, he helped the villagers solve the case.
That case still lingered in An Zheng's mind.
The old woman was killed, and the person who killed her was her daughter-in-law. It was only the two of them who had a quarrel, and the daughter-in-law, in a fit of anger, had used the rope to kill the old woman. The old woman's son and his wife had gone hunting in the mountains for at least seven or eight days before returning. The daughter-in-law then chopped up the old woman and put her into a big pot to cook. She ate for seven or eight days after her husband and father-in-law left.
Afterwards, An Zheng asked her, didn't she feel that he had committed a crime? The daughter-in-law's reply was so calm that it made people's hair stand on end.
"What is a crime? "I don't know. I knew she was making me angry, and I felt better when I couldn't see her."
"Why did you eat her?"
"Because I'm hungry. It takes them seven or eight days to get into the mountain. There's nothing to eat at home. It just so happened that she was dead. If she died, she couldn't be wasted. Not only did I eat it, but so did my dog. I eat meat, dogs eat bones. Without her, we might have starved for days. "
Calm, without a trace of guilt or emotion.
This was the pervert of ignorance.
And Empress Dowager Su, was a pervert who was paranoid. She was too paranoid when she was young. She was too selfish and scary. What she wanted could only be owned by herself. Even if it was someone else's, she would still snatch it away. She regarded her brothers and sisters who shared her parents' love as enemies. To the point that in the end, the King Zhao and Queen married her far away to the State of Yan and became her greatest enemies in the future.
This hatred made Empress Dowager Su wish that she could eliminate the State of Zhao as soon as possible and destroy the Su Family's foundation.
These two types of people were equally terrifying. The former had no purpose at all at the time of the crime, so there was no basis for doing evil. An Zheng still remembered that there was a similar case in the Dong Clan Ancient Stronghold of the Great Western Region. At that time, An Zheng went over to collect some ancient methods of the Dong Clan. Those were some strange methods to train the corpses, but in the end, An Zheng did not gain anything, because that was the secret of the Dong Clan.
But in the cave clan's village, An Zheng heard of this matter … There was a Da Xi scholar who traveled to the ancient stronghold of the Dong Clan when he was young. Because he loved the scenery here, he had to live here for 40 years. With a young caveman accompanying him from morning to night, the two of them became close friends. The scholar, who was in his sixties or seventies, thought that his time was invincible, and in the end, he still had to return to his roots. So he bid farewell to his friend and said that he would go home no matter what.
His friend cooked dinner at home and invited him over. After drinking the wine, the caveman said, "You and I have been friends for so many years, you are about to leave. I want to leave you something as a souvenir."
The old scholar smiled. "We are the best friends. No matter what you want, as long as I have it, I will give it to you."
Dong people then used a hunting knife to cut off the old scholar's head, and said to himself, "I have to leave your head to accompany me." Then, he actually sent the old scholar's body back to Da Xi. He left the old scholar's head behind and brought it out with him in the basket during the day. At night, he returned and slept with him.
An Zheng's brain had been thinking for a long time, but he still could not calm down. The Empress Dowager Su was so stubborn and selfish, who knows how many more people he would have to kill just for a goal. If possible, An Zheng immediately wanted to kill her.
But An Zheng could not, the Embroidery Palace was filled with experts, and that day at Tiantong Palace, when Empress Dowager Su cut Su Zong down with one slash, that method of killing was definitely not new. Judging from her actions and her precise control of her strength, her cultivation level was definitely not low at all.
It was possible that one of the biggest mysteries about the State of Yan was how high their cultivation base was. And the biggest mystery right now was why the Empress Dowager Su didn't kill Mu Changyan.
Looking out of the window, An Zheng's gaze didn't manage to catch a glimpse of anything. Fragments and pieces of information kept appearing in his mind. One moment, it was about when she was at the Great Western Ming Fa Si, one moment, it was about the State of Yan, the next moment, it was about the Fantasy City. Everything was broken into pieces, and only until Gu Qianye's beautiful face appeared in front of him did he separate himself from his messy thoughts.
Gu Qianye held a leaf in her hand and waved it in front of her eyes. After a while, An Zheng came back to his senses.
"I thought you were stupid."
Gu Qianye sat on the window with her butt facing up high. With her back facing An Zheng, her slim and aesthetically pleasing waist and plump butt formed the most beautiful arc in the world. With a grasp of her waist, the arc extended to her buttocks, perfect and flawless.
An Zheng laughed, and did not say a word.
Gu Qianye said: "This is me, if the enemy had come, maybe you would have already been scammed."
An Zheng shrugged his shoulders. "Although I was dazed and didn't notice you coming, I did smell your scent."
Gu Qianye's face slightly reddened, thinking that luckily, her back was facing this guy, otherwise, she would have seen her blushing.
"Are you familiar with my smell?"
She asked subconsciously.
An Zheng subconsciously nodded as well, "I'm familiar with them, yours, Xiao Liu'er's, Fatty's, Old Huo's, Xiao Qi Dao's. I'm familiar with the smell of each and every one of you."
Gu Qianye turned her head, with her big eyes blinking: "Then what's the smell of me?"
An Zheng looked at the flowers that were still open outside, waved his hand, and a flower was cut down by him and floated in front of Gu Qianye: "It's about the same as this one."
Gu Qianye caught the flower, her face turning even redder. "You're annoying!"
An Zheng was startled: "Why do you hate it?"
Gu Qianye sai
d: "Who cares why, if I say you hate me, then I hate you. She put the flowers away, thinking that this guy had given her so many gifts, but this unintentional picking of the flowers made her the happiest. Then, for some inexplicable reason, she thought of that poem that had a flowery face that seemed about to break. In an instant, her face blushed even more.
"You are such a nuisance, you scoundrel!"
Gu Qianye scolded as she jumped down from the window and ran.
An Zheng was stunned: "How can I be a damn hooligan …."
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Qu Liuxi and a lady who was walking on the wind like a willow tree in the distance. As the two women walked together, they created a beautiful scene. Qu Liuxi looked pure and pure, and seemed to be blooming with a sweet and clear aura from top to bottom. The mature charm of the woman had the charm to arouse a man's lust at any time.
Zhuang Feifei
An Zheng wanted to escape. He knew why he wanted to escape. Zhuang Feifei was probably the woman he didn't want to see the most. It wasn't because he hated Zhuang Feifei, but because of her man.
Back then in Mount Cang Man, Zhuang Feifei's man was one of the assassins that surrounded him.
Thinking about this point, An Zheng still did not know how to handle the relationship between him and Zhuang Feifei. At some point in time, he really wanted to see Zhuang Feifei as if she were a big sister, but after knowing the secret, he became a little afraid. He was afraid that one day, when Zhuang Feifei found out about this secret, the two of them would not be able to face it. At that time, Zhuang Feifei would definitely stand by the side of the man she loved.
When Qu Liuxi was not far away, she was dragged away by Gu Qianye. Gu Qianye cupped her fists towards Zhuang Feifei and called her Big Sister Zhuang. Then, she turned and glared at An Zheng: "Xiao Yezi, let's go.
An Zheng thought to himself that it was truly unfair …
Even now, he still couldn't figure out where he had gone to become a hooligan.
