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Dongfang Ye is worthy of being Dongfang Ye. He immediately noticed the subtle change in Baili Feiyue at that moment.

"Ling Jing, what do you mean?"

"Literally, Uncle Dongfang," she even called him Uncle Dongfang as usual, narrowing her eyes and smiling, "You asked me to kill you, isn't that just doing the opposite of what I mean?"

Who is Dongfang Ye? He doesn’t want to die at all!

In other words, people still have desires, concerns, and unfinished business in their hearts. As long as there is a glimmer of hope for survival, who would be willing to die!

After hearing Baili Feiyue's words, Dongfang Ye's expression finally changed a little.

Baili Feiyue didn't waste time with him and directly sent out the signal of the Holy Church. Soon several people from the Holy Church reappeared.

Baili Feiyue gave them a series of instructions in a nonchalant manner. It was nothing more than to cripple Dongfang Ye's body and make him unable to walk for the rest of his life.

"Then send Uncle Dongfang back to Xiyue Kyoto."

"Ling Jing!" This was not only a broken spine, but also the most severe humiliation for a defeated emperor. She wanted him to return to Xiyue Kyoto in such an embarrassing state...

Baili Feiyue raised an eyebrow, "Why? Uncle Dongfang, do you have any other instructions?"

Dongfang Ye looked at her, then looked at Murong Shuo, who had been watching the show inattentively for a long time not far from her.

He also knew Baili Feiyue a little bit and knew that this ending could not be changed.

"Hahahahaha," a heart-piercing laugh suddenly sounded. After laughing enough, Dongfang Ye's eyes almost tortured Baili Feiyue and his disciple inch by inch, and finally fell on Baili Feiyue, "Ling Jing, I lost, but you may not have won!"

Did she ever realize that she was actually a sharp sword sharpened by Murong Shuo according to his own preferences!

He looked at the woman in red in front of him with pity and mockery. Her temperament was inexplicably similar to Murong Shuo. His gaze shifted to Murong Shuo again, and a strange smile appeared on his lips. "If you don't kill me, I have already prepared a great gift for you..."

Baili Feiyue frowned and looked at Murong Shuo beside him, "Master, do you have anything else to say to him?"

Murong Shuo's thin lips curled slightly, "Who is he?"

I didn't mean to piss off Dongfang Shuo, it really doesn't matter.

Baili Feiyue grabbed his sleeve and said, "Then Master, let's go."

Dongfang Ye naturally had the remaining people from the Holy Church to pack up according to Baili Feiyue's orders.

Dongfang Ye laughed again as he watched the backs of Master Baili Feiyue and his apprentice gradually merge into the afterglow of the setting sun. The former was an emperor, while the latter was almost entirely directed at Murong Shuo.

Half a month later.

A small town somewhere in the Western Regions.

This small town is known as the Jiangnan of the Western Regions. Although it is not big, when you are in it, you really feel like you are in a Jiangnan water town.

It was a very ordinary small courtyard. Ximo pushed open the door and happened to see someone in the courtyard about to go out with a bag.

Ximo relied on his height advantage to look down at others, with the corners of his lips slightly raised with a hint of natural cynicism, "Where are you going?"

The woman carrying the bag bowed to him respectfully and said, "Thank you for your care these days, my servant has almost recovered now, and I will take my leave now."

Ximo raised an eyebrow, "Goodbye?"

The woman, namely, Yinghua, nodded humbly, "Yes, it has been a long time since Nanjiang and the young lady separated. Before, I was bedridden and could not go to the young lady, but now my body has almost recovered..."

Before she finished speaking, Ximo waved his hand casually and walked into the yard first.

Yinghuan glanced at his back, then immediately looked away.

Ximo, who was about to go into the house, suddenly stopped and turned back, "If you want to leave, just go."

Seeing his dusty appearance, Yinghua pursed her lips and asked respectfully, "Sir, have you eaten yet?"

Ximo looked at her for a few times, and when she lowered her head, Ximo sneered, "Sweet and sour spare ribs."

"yes."

By the time Yinghuan had prepared a table of dishes, Ximo had just finished washing and changing his clothes and walked out.

Because she had just finished bathing, her hair was untied, and her clothes were casual. She was wearing red clothes and black hair, and when she sat there, she looked very unruly and attractive without even trying to be deliberate.

Most of the dishes on the table are sweet and sour in flavor, obviously based on Ximo's taste.

Yuhuan is Baili Feiyue's maid, and Ximo is Baili Fengyue's fellow disciple. Yuhuan is different from Suyi's straightforward and carefree personality. She is always reasonable and moderate, and never oversteps the line.

Now that Ximo was eating, she bowed her head respectfully and served him on the side.

Soon, most of the dishes on the table were gone.

After Ximo finished eating and Yinghua cleaned up the table, Ximo saw that she was still there, "Why don't you leave?"

Yinghua lowered her eyes and said respectfully, "I have made a few new sets of clothes and shoes for you, sir. They are all in the closet."

Ximo waved his hand, "Got it."

Yinghuan picked up the bag and bowed respectfully to Ximo again.

Ximo raised his eyelids slightly, but his expression could not be seen clearly.

It was not until a long time after Yinghua left the yard that he sneered again, "How could Ling Jing raise such a person who has lustful intentions but no courage?"

Besides, after walking a long way out of the small courtyard, Yinghuan looked back from a distance, and then left without any reluctance and with a determined look in her eyes.

Su Yi has not been with the young lady for a long time, and she has also been away from the young lady for a long time.

Yinhuan knew that someone like Baili Feiyue would never lack servants, but she was her maid after all. The moment she acknowledged her as her master, she would be loyal to her and serve her for the rest of her life!

This time, she set out to look for Baili Feiyue at this time. One reason was that her body had just recovered from the Southern Frontier, and the other was that she heard about the battle situation in Shuiyue Oasis a few days ago.

Huanhuan is sharp and thinks a lot.

She always felt that Dongfang Ye's defeat was not like an end, but a beginning. She had a very bad feeling in her heart. She had no ability, and it might not be of any use to go to the young lady, but as the young lady's person, she had to go to her at this time anyway!

Sure enough, the further Yinghuan walked, the more she heard about Shuiyue Oasis.

At the same time, another voice is becoming increasingly prominent.

That means someone has used the way Baili Feiyue dealt with Dongfang Ye to make a fuss!

There are still many people from other countries coming and going in the Western Regions now, and people are talking about this matter everywhere.

"When it comes to viciousness and heartlessness, no one in this world can be more vicious than the two masters and disciples of the Saint of the Western Regions Holy Church!"

Someone sneered, "Not only is it vicious, it's simply despicable, disgusting, and shameless to the extreme! Dongfang Ye was scheming, but he was also an emperor. It's understandable that he should be killed if he failed, but what did Ling Jing do? She turned him into a useless person like a puddle of mud, and that's not enough. She also had Dongfang Ye thrown onto the streets of Xiyue Kyoto!"

A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated!

"Let's take a step back and say that Ling Jing and Dongfang Ye have a blood feud and this is for revenge. But has she ever thought that this is indeed worse than death for Dongfang Ye? But isn't this also a slap in the face of the current King of Xiyue and the entire Xiyue!"

"Then Ling Jing and the current Xiyue King are blood-related siblings!"

They talked so much that even the people from the surrounding Western Regions fell silent.

Even though many of them believe in the Western Region Holy Religion.

Murong Shuo, the former Saint, was a merciful god in the eyes of ordinary people. He was good in every way, high above and holy. Although some rumors had been spread because of Dongfang Ye's incident, his position in the hearts of the Saint Church's believers had never been shaken.

But after the incident at Shuiyue Oasis.

Everyone knew that he was Dongfang Ye’s son, and they also knew that the Holy Saint who cut off his flesh and blood to repay his parents that day was not dead!

Not only did he not die, he faked his death just to deal with Dongfang Ye, his father, in Shuiyue Oasis today!

Baili Feiyue's reputation was even worse. Her reputation was never good to begin with. The way she punished Dongfang Ye this time simply highlighted her "cruel, mean, shameless and without any grace" to the extreme!

Very offensive.

Huanhuan remained calm.

She listened carefully to what these people said and thought to herself that the young lady punished Dongfang Ye in that way because Dongfang Ye had plotted against the people around her and herself many times. But based on her understanding of the young lady, how could she not have thought of the consequences of doing so and these rumors?

The young lady is not afraid of rumors, but she also doesn't like being pointed at and criticized for no reason.

She must have other purposes for doing this...

What exactly the purpose was, Huanhuan couldn't figure it out at once.

Suddenly, some of the people around lowered their voices and said, "You say, the former Saint cut off his flesh and blood and burned in the fire but did not die, is it true that..."

Someone immediately interrupted him, "Absurd, how is it possible!"

"How can that be impossible? Otherwise, how can you explain that he is still alive?"

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