Leng Xun was extremely anxious.
"I'll go take a look."
"stop!"
Jiang Hengsong's voice came from inside the door.
Leng Xun turned around.
"Master, what if Junior Sister..."
Jiang Hengsong ignored him and turned to look at Xiao Jiuhe.
"It's no use for us to fight to the death. Wan'er has already made her choice. She chooses Mo Yunhan."
Xiao Jiuhe stood with one hand behind his back, coldly watching that direction.
"Her choice of Mo Yunhan is also the ending I wanted."
Jiang Hengsong choked half to death, his eyes wide with anger.
“I won’t let you bully Wan’er like this. I will use the Rootless Water to erase her memory completely. I won’t let you impose your insane hatred on her and make her unhappy for the rest of her life.”
Xiao Jiuhe suddenly turned to look at him.
"Jiang Hengsong, are you happy? Don't you hate him?"
Jiang Hengsong was stunned.
He turned away with an extremely unnatural expression.
Xiao Jiuhe, however, did not give him a chance to dodge.
"Your most beloved woman, Murong Yanyan, was taken away by the Emperor of Great Zhou, but she was not treated well and died tragically in the palace. You so desperately want the princess to be with Mo Yunhan, isn't it just because he is Murong Yanyan's son? Don't you also have selfish motives?"
Dou Sichen and Leng Xun, who were standing nearby, were dumbfounded.
Their mysterious master's wife was actually Mo Yunhan's mother?
Jiang Hengsong blushed as he was stared at by the two men.
"Xiao Jiuhe, don't talk nonsense in front of the child!"
Xiao Jiuhe curled his lips into a smile.
"You've lived your whole life in a daze. Back then, Murong Yanyan wrote to you asking you to take her away, but you broke your promise, causing her to die tragically in the palace, her body never to be found. You felt guilty and hid in the Qilian Mountains like a turtle. Now that the little princess has taken a liking to Mo Yunhan, you're trying every means to bring them together. Deep down, you don't want Mo Yunhan to die!"
Jiang Hengsong clenched his fists tightly.
The loss of his beloved was the greatest pain of his life.
"I have my own unavoidable difficulties."
"I know."
Xiao Jiuhe looked up at the gradually darkening sky.
"You were entrusted by the Imperial Preceptor to go to the Sui Dynasty to retrieve his soul. Unfortunately, you were too late. You neither fulfilled the Imperial Preceptor's request nor saved Murong Yanyan."
"Since what you did back then failed and you regretted it for the rest of your life, a new opportunity is now in front of you. You can make sure the princess has no regrets. The Sui Dynasty will not kill Mo Yunhan, and will protect his wealth and honor, and may even allow him to ascend to the position of royal consort."
Jiang Hengsong glanced at him with obvious displeasure.
"What are you planning now?"
Xiao Jiuhe smiled.
“Although I am not a member of your Xuanmen sect, I know that when you used the Rootless Water to help the Imperial Preceptor collect his soul, it wasn't to resurrect him. The Imperial Preceptor bears the responsibility of suppressing the Dark Demon Clan, and the Rootless Water could prevent the Dark Demon Clan from detecting that the Imperial Preceptor was dead. However, their spirit pet, the Black Crow, has been patrolling the world, searching for the Imperial Preceptor's whereabouts. All these years, you have relied on the Rootless Water to keep it a secret, but how long can you keep it a secret?”
"If you want to protect Mo Yunhan, there is only one way: release the Dark Demon Clan, tame them for my use, slaughter the Great Zhou, rebuild the Great Sui, and then..."
"By then, you won't even know how you died!" Jiang Hengsong was furious. "You still dare to covet the Dark Demon Clan? Do you want the world to be plunged into chaos? The dignified General of the Mechanized Battalion, the most prestigious military general of the Sui Dynasty, actually wants to rely on the help of the demon clan. Even if you really restore the country, what face do you have to bow down to your king, queen, and wise and just princess?"
Xiao Jiuhe's expression was extremely unnatural after being rebuked.
Suddenly, he scratched his head in frustration.
"I have very few men left."
Jiang Hengsong chuckled.
"You still have the nerve to say that? If Mo Yunhan hadn't guessed that the person behind the traps and hidden weapons was related to Wan'er, do you think your people could have retreated from Ma Huaipo?"
"In this battle, you have killed many people, and the officials of the Great Zhou have also been killed or wounded. Your brothers who followed you have survived by the skin of their teeth. Xiao Jiuhe, what more trouble do you want to cause? Your son has already returned to the old site of the Great Sui Dynasty and may have even opened the royal treasure. You should go back, lead them to rebuild their homeland, and live a good life."
Xiao Jiuhe scoffed at this.
"Without a country, where is the home?"
...
The Kunlong Technique is like a golden dragon coiling and roaring.
The dragon's body coiled around Mo Yunhan's body and limbs, and he was unable to break free despite using all his inner strength.
He didn't see clearly who took Jiang Qingwan away.
He was unwilling to die until he was certain whether the enemy was friend or foe.
The Blood Moon Divine Art was burning the magical artifacts wildly.
His eyes were bloodshot, and tears of blood were already streaming down his face.
Yet they seemed oblivious to the pain.
The spiritual energy manifested as red flames, burning all around it, attempting to scorch the golden dragon's body.
Sensing the provocation, the golden dragon roared and tightened its body even further.
The four enormous dragon heads slowly turned towards him.
With a disdain and contempt that looked down upon all living beings,
Suddenly, it opened its blood-red maw and spewed out magma-like flames at Mo Yunhan.
The two kinds of intense fire collided fiercely.
Mo Yunhan felt his bones and flesh being torn apart.
The pain was like having my tendons and bones torn apart.
He couldn't suppress it and let out a terrible groan.
The four golden dragons were very pleased.
In the large dragon's eyes, Mo Yunhan, whose body was covered in flames and whose eyes were bloodshot, was reflected.
The hot breath exhaled from the nostrils
He grinned mockingly.
The flames in his mouth were then withdrawn.
But then it deliberately tightened its tail suddenly, making a cracking sound.
The bones couldn't withstand the force and seemed to be breaking inch by inch.
In the Kunlong Technique, the only options are to break the formation or remain and become nourishment for the Fiery Golden Dragon; there are no other possibilities.
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