It's obviously a life skill, but you developed it into a magical skill

Even though we are here, if we don’t beat this compassionate monk to death, it won’t be worthwhile.

As Zhou An pointed his sword at Ci Xin, everyone present was frightened by the evil aura on Zhou An's body and all took a step back.

The terrifying evil spirit makes people's breathing stop.

Some people were affected by Zhou An's evil spirit and turned their heads away unconsciously.

No one dared to look directly at the scene.

Cixin was pointed at Zhou An's long knife, and she seemed to understand something. There was more coldness in her eyes, and there was also a kind of anger rising to the sky.

"Ciyuan! Betrayed me!"

"Back then, when I was still a teenager, I picked him up in the snow!"

"He was bullied in Qinghuang Temple, and I stood up for him!"

"When I was in danger when I was out, I carried him across thousands of mountains and rivers to avoid being chased!"

"But he betrayed me!"

With every word he spoke, Metta's anger grew stronger.

He is an extremely talented person and a rare master in the world.

But now, he is extremely angry.

Nothing is more heartbreaking than betrayal.

Ci Xin felt that the fire in her heart was about to burn up.

He glared at Zhou An angrily, and his tone became colder and colder: "Okay, in that case, let's have an ending at this time."

Zhou An looked at Ci Xin and sneered: "Betrayal, as the world often says, there is plenty of help, but there is little help. You have also been rampant in the world, but you have forgotten that this is the country of Chu after all."

That letter also explained the source of the information.

In Zhou An's view, when Compassion decides to occupy another person's body, it has actually gone astray.

This is not an evil heretic or a charlatan. These are prohibited in the Great Chu State.

If compassion is not removed, one day it will lead to catastrophe.

As for his junior brother Ciyuan, I can only say that he made a right choice.

"No need to say more!"

Metta stepped forward slowly.

At his feet, golden lotuses appeared.

Jin Lian dragged Ci Xin's feet and flew towards the sky.

"Since you want to fight, then come. I heard that you are someone that Old Thief Wei admires?"

The loving heart steps on the golden lotus and stands in the sky.

Zhou An narrowed his eyes.

After the flying dragon body method was activated, it also flew in mid-air and looked at Ci Xin.

"Black Jade, go back."

Black Jade let out a cry and obediently returned to Zhou An's shadow.

After doing all this, Zhou An looked at Ci Xin.

"When you mention Eunuch Wei at this time, do you want to beg for mercy?"

"beg for mercy?"

Ci Xin laughed loudly: "Back then, Old Thief Wei once went to Qinghuang Temple alone and made me lose face. Today, it would be good to find some compensation in someone he admires."

To understand this sentence in a simple way, it means that Eunuch Wei was beaten by him.

Zhou An touched his chin: "How many people did Eunuch Wei beat when he was young? Why does it feel like his enemies are everywhere? This is a proper attribute of the protagonist."

"What are you talking nonsense about?" Cixin looked into the distance: "Didn't you say you came to fight?"

At this time, the two of them were above the sky.

Below, everyone was looking up.

The aura of these two people was frightening.

The otherworldly aura on Ci Xin's body and the golden lotus under her feet gave people a sense of oppression, just like a mountain, and the golden lotus was as dazzling as the scorching sun.

Although Zhou An doesn't have that kind of special effect, just standing there with a long knife gives me the feeling that although you are strong, I, Zhou An, can do it with just one knife.

The two just stared at each other.

Zhou An felt that he was suddenly excited again.

This opponent is very strong.

When he was in the cemetery, he was even stronger than that middle-aged man.

The once supreme person, even if he was confined to a physical body, was still rampant in the psychic realm.

Zhou An very much hopes that the other party will let him use all possible means. He has not tried it for a long time.

"Kill me first."

If you want to fight, don't talk nonsense.

Behind Zhou An, a ten-meter-tall holy spirit demonic body appeared.

After the Holy Spirit Demonic Body appeared, it glowed with a faint white light. Although it was not dazzling, it had a strong sense of oppression.

It was as if we were not facing a ten-meter-high giant, but a thousand-foot mountain.

Zhou An raised his long sword, and Chef Ding's knife skills fell from the sky.

Black sword light filled the sky, splicing together continuously.

The small sword lights merged into one, turning into a giant sword light that was hundreds of meters tall.

The Holy Spirit Demonic Body behind him also took action, and the condensed sword light stretched for a kilometer.

The two sword lights merged into one, Zhou An's sword light was inside, and the Holy Spirit Demonic Body's sword light was outside.

The two merged into one and fell from the sky.

The sound of wind caused by this knife can pierce the eardrum.

"boom!"

Roaring sounds echoed between heaven and earth.

Cixin clasped his hands together, and a faint light was constantly flashing around him.

This light has a green and yellow color, covering the whole body.

The light of the thousand-meter sword fell on Ci Xin.

The roaring sound is endless.

The blue and yellow color on Ci Xin's body shook for a while, and gradually returned to calm.

The smoke dissipated and the sword light also dissipated.

The clouds in the sky, under this knife, seemed to be swept up by the strong wind and dissipated into nothingness.

Ci Xin took a deep breath, with endless greed in her eyes: "Okay! What a great swordsmanship!"

"If I capture you and obtain your body, your sword skills, and everything about you, they will be mine!"

“It’s a curse, but it’s also a blessing!”

After saying this, Metta raised her right hand.

On the palm of the hand, the green and yellow colors are constantly condensing, spinning in the hands of Compassionate Heart, like a tiny vortex.

The surrounding light is rotating and being sucked into the vortex.

Loving kindness waved out a single palm.

Green and yellow vortices shot out rapidly.

Wherever it passes, space begins to distort.

Zhou An watched the green and yellow vortex coming, his eyes shining with light.

After the Feilong movement was performed, Zhou An was like a swimming dragon, passing by.

When the vortex approached Zhou An, it suddenly exploded.

A vortex that was as small as the palm of your hand, exploded and stretched for hundreds of meters, swallowing up all the surrounding light and swallowing Zhou An as well.

"Not bad. This attack power is indeed worthy of being a top master."

Zhou An narrowed his eyes.

He stood outside, on the edge, smiling.

Feilong's movement is so powerful, this attack is useless against him.

"Old monk, you are indeed better than my aunt, and you bring me more excitement." Zhou An said with a smile.

"Boy, your aunt must also be a master, and her loss is in your hands, but I am different."

Monk Cixin said calmly: "You can defeat me despite the odds, but you cannot defeat me. As an extremely powerful person, even if you are limited to a small body, it is beyond your reach."

"Don't brag too much."

An iron pot appeared in Zhou An's left hand: "It was just a test. You are just a little more troublesome than my aunt. If you want to kill me, then kill me."

When the iron pot appeared, Cixin suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

The iron pot and knife are Zhou An's famous things.

The sword and the pot are both unique. It is said that the knife can overcome adversity and the pot can cut down the situation.

This is a rumor in the world, and it is also recognized.

Ci Xin took a deep breath and suddenly spread her arms before Zhou An could take action.

As he spread his arms, everything around him changed.

The originally clear sky became filled with dark clouds.

In the sky, there were small lightning bolts like wind snakes, constantly shuttling in and out.

The rumble of thunder was dull and oppressive.

In addition to the thunder and lightning, there were also shadows echoing in the sky.

Behind Cixin, solemn temples rise from the ground, standing between the heaven and the earth.

Inside the temple, the sound of Buddha is heard.

Outside the temple, the shadow turned into the Buddha Vajra.

The world between heaven and earth is washed by the light of Buddha.

"Blue and Yellow Buddha Kingdom, I haven't used this technique for many years."

Ci Xin looked at the shadow in the sky with a hint of emotion in her tone.

"Back then, I used this technique to fight against three masters of the same level, and I managed to escape unscathed, and I even killed one of them."

"Zhou An, if you can die from this move, you can rest in peace."

Compassion pointed to the Buddha Vajra in front of him and said: "Become them and become a part of my Blue and Yellow Buddha Kingdom."

As soon as these words came out, everything changed, like a storm.

In the temple, the sound of Buddha turned into a chilling sound.

Outside the temple, the Buddha transformed into a demon-conquering Vajra.

Between heaven and earth, the light of Buddha turned into coldness.

The entire Buddhist kingdom was an enemy of Zhou An.

Below, He Sheng and others watched this scene with their throats rolling.

There is something called fear lingering in my heart.

It's not that they are afraid, but that this attack has penetrated deep into the body and caused an instinctive reaction.

Instinct is the most irresistible.

Zong Shanyin said cautiously: "The compassion back then was probably even more terrifying than it is now."

The other members of the Suppression Division, including the ascetics, all nodded in agreement.

This was the pinnacle person of that era. Even if his current strength is only in the psychic realm, the sense of oppression and the deep foundation he brings are unmatched by the true psychic realm.

He Sheng turned his head, feeling more determined than fear.

He said only one sentence.

"We...have Mr. Zhou."

With just one word, the members of Zhengui raised their heads.

They looked at the young man standing in the Buddhist kingdom, and looked at the young man's long hair blown by the wind. Somehow, the fear in their hearts suddenly disappeared.

"Master Zhou can fight against the odds."

"He has never been defeated, fighting all the way from Anding County to now."

"Lord Zhou is here, you can cut off the compassion!"

At this moment, the members of the Zhenshisi became as determined as He Sheng.

Standing high in the sky, Zhou An is the one facing the Buddhist kingdom directly, and he is also the one who feels it most clearly.

"Hahaha!"

Not only was Zhou An not afraid, but he laughed loudly.

In this Buddhist kingdom between heaven and earth, Zhou An smiled extremely arrogantly when facing the Demon-Conquering King Kong in the sky.

Just like all the demon-conquering diamonds in the sky are fake, he, Zhou An, is the only true one in the world.

"My sword has never been used with full force."

"My pot has never been able to stir smoothly."

Zhou An stopped laughing and turned his eyes cold: "Thank you very much for today, because I feel very happy."

The words fell.

In Zhou An's right hand, the gold ring squirmed.

At the same time, a new long knife condensed and appeared in mid-air.

The light of the Holy Spirit Demonic Body flashed, and a second knife also appeared.

This is his sword intention, the second sword at its peak.

"Come!"

Zhou An brandished his sword.

The first sword was to kill the Demon King Kong.

The second sword cut off the Buddha's voice.

The pot in hand covers the entire Buddhist kingdom.

Three moves were launched together, and the heaven and earth shook.

The gloomy sky was stagnant.

The tiny thunder spots that were jumping around were torn into pieces.

The rumbling thunder is not as good as the whistling sound of Zhou An's sword!

Cixin's eyes widened.

At this moment, he seemed to have forgotten his purpose, and the fighting spirit in his heart was aroused.

"Come!"

He responded in kind.

The Demon-Conquering King Kong collided with the long knife.

The sound of Buddha wraps around the long knife.

And everything in those Buddhist countries wanted to bring trouble to Zhou An.

Between heaven and earth, there was only a dazzling light.

No one can see clearly what is inside.

Only the terrifying roar could be heard, echoing continuously.

He Sheng looked up at the sky and suddenly felt a cold feeling on his face.

"It's raining?"

The rain fell, a light drizzle at first, then a downpour.

Before He Sheng and others had any ideas, they heard Zhou An's voice echoing in the sky that they could not see directly.

With a commanding tone.

"The battle is not over. Although the rain is atmospheric, I don't like it."

"I won't let you rain this rain."

A sword light shot into the sky.

The dark clouds in the sky dissipated, and the rain seemed to suddenly stop and never appear again.

At the same time, the light was slowly dissipating with the disappearance of the rain.

At this time, everyone could see clearly.

The sky was miserable and empty.

The Demon-Conquering Vajra became tattered like rubbish, the Buddha's voice was intermittent as if someone had pinched the neck, and the Buddhist kingdom was in dilapidated condition, as if it had been crushed by a giant hand...

Everything is in ruins.

Zhou An stood with a knife in his hand, looked at the Demon-Conquering Pestle on his chest, and said with a smile: "It's really good, it can actually make me suffer a little skin injury."

The Demon-Conquering Pestle stood on Zhou An's chest, and Zhou An's body turned golden.

There was only a slight crack on the chest.

This...can barely be considered a skin injury.

"You're really smart."

Zhou An sighed and said: "The Buddha's Sound, the Demon-Conquering Vajra and the Buddha's Kingdom are all your cover-ups. The real killer move is the Demon-Conquering Pestle."

"You are the smartest fighter I have ever seen. Auntie can't compare to you."

Ci Xin's face was gray, and her body was broken and scarred.

He lost, completely.

From the destruction of the Buddhist kingdom to his demon-conquering pestle, nothing could do anything to Zhou An.

Zhou An's golden defense is too strong!

This time, Ci Xin knew that he was unable to fight anymore.

He listened to Zhou An mentioning his aunt many times, and subconsciously asked: "Who is your aunt, a top expert in our era?"

Zhou An narrowed his eyes: "Just an unknown person."

Hearing this, Ci Xin let out a long sigh.

The demon-conquering pestle in his hand turned into ashes all over the sky.

He fell from the sky and hit the ground hard, stirring up a cloud of dust.

"Surround!"

He Sheng immediately called for people to surround Ming Xin.

"Wait a minute."

Zhou An said lightly and fell from the sky.

Everyone immediately took a step back, showing respect.

At this moment, the lingering power of that battle is still surrounding everyone's hearts.

The way they looked at Zhou An changed from respect to reverence.

Who doesn't admire the strong, especially people like Zhenguisi, who are originally from the world.

Their respect for Zhou An was no longer concealed.

"This is our Mr. Zhou. He is able to overcome adversity and master both the sword and the pot. Being by Mr. Zhou's side is worthy of bragging."

This is what everyone is thinking.

Zhou An didn't care about this and came to Ci Xin's side.

Ci Xin got up from the ground and kept sitting cross-legged.

He has run out of energy and can no longer take action. Everything is just a return to the past.

His original youthful appearance disappeared and he turned into an old monk.

"I lost..."

Ci Xin's eyes were cloudy: "Why?"

"I've heard your story."

Zhou An said calmly: "Before you faked your death, when you were young, it was said that there was a flood in a certain place. You stood in the water alone and used your Buddhist kingdom to block the flood for half a month without moving even half a step. In the end, you were exhausted."

"You were good once, but now that you are old, how can you be afraid of death?"

Ci Xin raised her head and said, "Everyone is afraid of death. When you are young, you are not afraid of death. But the longer you live, the more fearful you are about death."

"Zhou An, you are pretending to be compassionate here, talk to me, I know what you are thinking."

"You are just afraid that I will die out of resentment, become weird and hurt your Huai Xijing."

At this time, loving kindness hit the mark.

Zhou An smiled and said, "That's what I mean."

He did have that thought.

It turns into something weird, just kill it again, it’s just a little troublesome.

So if we can put an end to it at this time, we will naturally put an end to it.

"If you answer my question, maybe I won't have any resentment."

The turbidity in Ci Xin's eyes became deeper and deeper, and he was already dying.

Zhou Andao: "What's the problem?"

"Why did Ciyuan betray me!"

Ci Xin smiled bitterly and said: "I treat him like a brother and a father, why doesn't he... stay with me?"

No matter what kind of master he is, there is always a softness that touches the heart.

In Ci Xin's life, he was the only one who had never owed anything to his junior brother.

But in the end, he was betrayed by his junior brother.

"When you decide to use your life to survive, perhaps in Master Ciyuan's heart, you are no longer his senior brother."

Zhou An said slowly: "There is a saying in Buddhism, the world is safe and sound."

"Abbot Ciyuan is just on the side of the people."

Ci Xin nodded in understanding.

He seemed to have thought of something.

When the wind and snow covered Qinghuang Temple, two young monks were sweeping the snow outside.

The older monk asked: "Ci Xin, if they bully you, just beat them out with your fists. If you are afraid of what they will do, your cultivation level is higher!"

The young monk lowered his head to sweep the snow and shook his bald head: "Brother, this is not good."

"why not?"

"If I beat them, they will definitely feel depressed. They will think about this when they go out for training in the future, and they will not be able to exert their strength when the people need them."

"You care about the people so much. You were abandoned at a young age. What do you care about them?"

“Once you’ve experienced hardship, you don’t want others to make the same mistake again.”

The young Ciyuan put down the broom in his hand and said: "The abbot once said during his sermon that rescuing people in distress is the greatest mercy. I just feel that what I have experienced, I don't want others to experience it. It is my compassion to the best of my ability."

…

Past events, like a marquee, echo in Ci Xin’s mind.

After a moment, Ci Xin suddenly thought of something.

"I see, I'm obsessed."

"Green, yellow, green, and yellow. The real green and yellow is to use yellow to protect the green. The yellow is us, and the green is the people."

"The purpose of Qinghuang Temple is to use Buddhism to protect the common people."

"Junior brother, senior brother, I was wrong..."

With a sigh, Ci Xin's aura finally completely disappeared at this moment.

A gust of wind blew by, and the compassion turned into ashes on the ground, leaving nothing behind.

"Master Zhou..." He Sheng stepped forward with complicated eyes.

It's a very special feeling to witness the real death of a great person.

Zhou An raised his hand and said: "No need to say more, deal with the aftermath, I still have things to deal with."

The matter of loving-kindness has completely come to an end.

But it doesn't mean that Zhou An's matter is settled.

Indulgent nature, short memory.

Then help them remember.

As for how to help, it's very simple.

Let them feel pain and they will be honest.

In front of Zhou An's eyes, golden gossip emerged.

Zhou An used Bagua arithmetic and began to deduce the information about Zongxing based on the Zongxing corpse on the ground.

Gradually, threads appeared on the golden Bagua.

One hundred lines long.

These can all be calculated by current Bagua arithmetic.

But enough is enough.

"Master Zhou, where are you going?" He Sheng asked subconsciously.

At this time, Zhou An was already in mid-air, flying towards a place.

"kill."

There were only two words left in the air.

He Sheng looked at Zhou Any's retreating figure and was speechless for a long time.

…

Lan Lai Mansion.

This is a prefecture-level city belonging to Huaixi Capital. It is actually very far away from Huaixi Capital and is a relatively remote city.

At this time, in a medicine shop in Lan Lai Mansion, the slightly fat shopkeeper was leading his two assistants to light the oil lamp on the table.

"There is a huge demand for medicinal materials."

"The people in the organization said that they have been discovered one after another recently, and there have been several battles, and too many people have been injured."

"You have to deduct some more and transport it out carefully."

The shopkeeper kept talking.

The two guys nodded.

They are members of Zongxing, and they are important arrangements for the organization in Lan Lai Mansion.

Medicinal materials are in extremely short supply no matter where they are.

Their purpose is also to arrange the medicinal materials reasonably for the organization.

At this time, they were also discussing the follow-up.

In fact, there are still many indulgent members hidden in Huaixi Capital.

Everyone is on tenterhooks.

Because in Huaixi Capital where they were, there was a Sijing named Zhou An.

This Si Jing once caused a great blow to Zong Xing.

Even if the shopkeeper is in Lanyun Mansion, he is cautious.

After the arrangements were made, the shopkeeper waved his hand and asked them to make preparations early.

But the next moment, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

The two guys didn't make any move, they just stood there blankly.

"What are you doing? Why are you in a daze!" The shopkeeper was a little angry, then reached out and pushed the guy.

As he pushed, a terrifying scene occurred.

The guy responded.

On the guy's neck, a line of blood appeared.

Blood began to flow.

The shopkeeper was stunned.

He had some insight and knew it was a stab wound.

Friends who often cut other people's necks know that some knives are very fast and may not bleed immediately after cutting.

Before the shopkeeper could make a move, he felt a pain in his chest.

Then, he saw a familiar face.

"Zhou An..." The shopkeeper was stabbed in the chest with a long knife and vomited blood.

A nightmare-like sound echoed in the room.

"Twenty-eight, there are others."

Zhou An sheathed his sword and slashed out with a flash of sword, turning all the corpses on the ground into ashes.

He turned around, full of evil spirits, and rushed to the next place.

If you solve all the hidden dangers, you will be safe. This is the essence.

There is no peace in Huaixi Jing tonight.

The members of the town secretaries in various prefectures and counties watched the figures passing over their cities without saying a word.

The immediate boss starts killing people, who dares to stop him?

…

Zhou An went out in the afternoon, and it was not until the morning of the next day that he returned to Zhenguisi with a full body of evil aura.

At this time, He Sheng was still dealing with things from last night when he saw Zhou An coming back.

Last night, many lower-level cities reported on Zhou An's situation.

He Sheng also understood.

Before Zhou An could speak, He Sheng spoke first.

"Master Zhou, I have already taken care of the aftermath of those indulgences."

Hearing this, Zhou An nodded and said, "Very good, I'm still going to talk to you."

At this time, the evil aura on Zhou An's body finally slowly dissipated.

And He Sheng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The feeling of being surrounded by evil spirits is really uncomfortable.

"In that case, it's still the same old rules."

Zhou An stood up and said, "If there's anything you can't solve, just come and tell me."

He has been busy all night, and now that he understands things, it is time to go back and work on his proficiency.

More and more skills have reached level seven. Zhou An is very yearning for the psychic realm and feels that it is time to attack with all his strength.

Especially the psychic space, he was actually looking forward to it.

Although he can enter now and has even entered once, it is different.

It's like entering in the dark and standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass at high altitude, the feeling is different.

As we all know, the purpose of entering a psychic space is to temper the soul.

Every realm of Zhou An will be different.

What he was looking forward to was what his soul would become like after he tempered the spirit realm.

He knew that he was actually a skill streamer, so what would happen if he used skills in the psychic space.

Zhou An is a very stable person. He will not try anything until he reaches the psychic realm.

"Yes! Sir!"

He Sheng nodded in agreement.

Zhou An then waved his hand and left Zhenguisi.

After returning home, Black Jade also walked out of the shadows. After asking Zhou An for a chair, he went to play.

Zhou An looked at the proficiency panel and fell into deep thought.

There is no need for him to pursue level eight skills.

Nowadays, only liver level 6 skills are needed. Upgrading to level 7 can not only reduce the time, but also reach the psychic realm faster.

So Zhou An plans to use his next skill, Gan Yu Qianjuan.

He didn't think about removing the Flying Dragon Body Technique, because the Flying Dragon Body Technique was still sufficient for now, and he could fly.

What Zhou An needs is to improve his combat power in the process of ascending to the psychic realm, so he can improve his combat power.

Yue Qianjuan has a total of three attributes - spirit, understanding, and rebound.

Spirit can bring inner defense, which is equivalent to a special defensive attribute.

Understanding is a different kind of bonus. This is also the power of reading thousands of volumes. You can discover the flaws of others and give yourself bonuses.

The last time I dealt with compassion, I also broke into the loopholes of the Buddhist kingdom.

As for rebounding, it is a magical skill that can rebound other people's attacks.

This skill can be used both offensively and defensively, and it also has a liver function, which Zhou An urgently needs right now.

Thinking about this, Zhou An made a decision.

As for how to remove the liver, it is actually very simple.

Copy books.

It's still the same as before, but what has changed is that the things copied are different, and the things copied are becoming more and more sophisticated.

Zhou An has no shortage of such things as books.

Hengtong Chamber of Commerce has it, and he has collected a lot of it himself. In addition to the eight unique skills, there is also the Five Elements Burial Technique.

It's useless to copy the eight special skills, after all, they are too advanced, but there are no problems with the others.

Thinking of this, Zhou An took out the book that Hengtong Chamber of Commerce spent a lot of money to buy and copied it with paper and pen.

As soon as he copied it, Zhou An stopped writing.

"The proficiency level has not increased. It seems that the level is no longer enough."

This kind of thing still needs to be tried slowly.

Zhou An was not in a hurry.

If the proficiency level has not increased, it proves that this book is no longer qualified, so Yue Qianjuan has to improve it.

Thinking of this, Zhou An tried each book one by one.

Every time he tried a book, if it didn't work, Zhou An would arrange the next one and make a cross at the same time.

But after he tried everything, he found that just copying books didn't improve his proficiency.

"My method is wrong. Perhaps reading a thousand volumes cannot be improved by copying books."

Zhou An thought, feeling a little headache.

Obviously, this thing cannot be improved by copying books.

"I can't even copy books, so how can I improve?"

Zhou An touched his chin and felt it was a bit difficult.

It was already late at night.

After groping for a while, Zhou An still couldn't figure it out.

"There is a certain order of learning, and there is a specialization in the art."

Zhou An secretly said: "I don't understand, ask a scholar."

He is not a person who likes to talk too much.

If I can't think of it now, I simply won't think about it.

If I ask a professional tomorrow, I might be able to draw an analogy, just like I asked the cooks when the liver pot method was used.

Thinking of this, Zhou An decided to take a rest early.

Tomorrow, he will go to the Yamen for a walk.

Of course, Pei Jingling is the stronger scholar in Huaixijing.

Although Pei Jingling is avoiding him like a mouse now.

But...if he didn't give him face, Zhou An might let him play in the pot.

The night was already deep, and Zhou An began to rest.

…

Zhou An is resting here.

At Tiancheng Mansion, which is far away from Huaixi Capital, Yu Hang put down the book in his hand and let out a sigh of relief.

There is a powerful aura of awe-inspiringness lingering in Yu Hang's body.

There was a pile of corpses lying on the ground.

"Really, why are there more and more troubles? I've been promoted again."

There were some horrific wounds on Yu Hang's body.

Just now, he was assassinated.

Since he became the special envoy, he has encountered trouble from time to time in arranging his governance in major cities.

Assassinations like this are still superficial, and some even arrange for ordinary people to come against him.

Yu Hang knew the reason. His behavior had hurt the interests of some people.

Sometimes, when their interests are shaken, some people will take risks.

"Um……"

"The more you want my life, it proves that my method is right."

"In that case, let me see whether it is my fate or your fate that is hardened."

"You can even send away the police officer who protects me. He seems to be quite capable. I'd like to see who he is."

Yu Hang's momentum is getting stronger and stronger.

——Xiantian realm.

After this big trouble was solved, Yu Hang had entered Xiantian.

"The next stop is Biwen Mansion. I want to stir up this storm."

Yu Hang said calmly. (End of chapter)