His golden armor emitted a faint and clear light, secretly affecting Luo Jing.

There was a hint of disappointment in Luo Jing's eyes, but she still turned over with difficulty, took out a spiritual page from her arms, picked up the overturned brush and inkstone from the ground, and began to write.

However, as he wrote, he kept muttering, "Mr. Chen Fei, in fact, the people who framed you, the Ma family, know your innocence better than you do.

Don't accuse me of fabricating evidence. Even if there is real evidence, your Ma family can't overturn the case!"

Chen Fei stared at Luo Jing writing with a gloomy look, and asked without hesitation, "I'd like to hear more about it!"

"Longze Jiang State is at least one of the top ten great powers in Dongsheng Shenzhou. One of its six great masters is the chief priest of the Holy Temple, sent by the Heavenly Court.

The remaining five are two from the Liu family, Prince Jing and Prince Fengxian from the Longze royal family, and your father's sworn brother Jiebai, the Grand Tutor Longze who is close to the royal family.

King Jing died, and the royal family kept the news a secret. Crown Prince Fengxian was an adopted son, and the only queen who was close to him was dead, so how could she care about the royal family, Liu?

Your father's sworn brother, Grand Tutor Zhu, was seriously injured and missing. The Ma family's Wannian Chamber of Commerce is their money bag. Can you escape it once? Can you escape it ten thousand times?

The Ma family case is just part of the power struggle within Longze!"

The expression on Luo Jing's face contained a hint of sarcasm, a hint of hatred, and deep helplessness.

Chen Fei was silent, four words echoing in his mind, Dongsheng Shenzhou? This is Dongsheng Shenzhou? Isn't it Donghai Shenzhou?

Chen Fei didn't know whether what Luo Jing said was true or not, but if it was true, then he would understand the true meaning of what Zhang Wenchong had told him before, that the Heavenly Court never interfered in the internal affairs of other countries.

Luo Jing finished writing quickly and handed the snow paper to Chen Fei.

Chen Fei carefully checked and slowly backed away from Luo Jing.

After a long moment, Fade Chen nodded with satisfaction. He looked up at Luo Jing and suddenly asked, "Mr. Luo Jing, have you ever wondered why I tortured a dying man like you while still wearing protective gear?"

Luo Jing sneered, "Isn't it that Master Chen Fei is too afraid of death and too cowardly?"

Fade Chen let out a long breath. His tone was no longer heavy, but rather contained a sense of superiority. "Sometimes I also doubt what is true and what is false, but at least I'm still alive and I can think. I think therefore I am. I don't need to think too much!"

Luo Jing's face was full of confusion, but the next moment, his expression changed and he looked at himself suddenly. His body gradually became transparent, as if it had turned into light.

He lowered his head in astonishment and looked at his dantian, where there was a long silver hair.

Luo Jing sat down, a look of tears and laughter on her face: "I... I am just a hair?"

Bang!

His body exploded, his long silver hair burned, and the mist was heavy, like a mirage.

A pair of cold and ruthless eyes appeared above the long silver hair, looking deeply at Chen Fei, with greed and desire in their eyes.

"Hehehe, here it comes, the real test, my axe is thirsty for it!"

Chen Fei gripped the axe tightly and laughed heartily.