"Vermilion Bird?"
Li Chang'an could hardly believe his eyes.
Looking at the familiar figure in front of her, she was momentarily at a loss for words.
Li Chang'an's hands were trembling slightly from excitement.
Is this person Suzaku?
This person really is Suzaku!
Upon hearing this, Zhuque slightly turned her head and nodded to Li Chang'an. A gentle smile also appeared on her lips.
This small expression and gesture alone is more powerful than a thousand words to others.
"Hmph, it seems I've arrived at the perfect time! Well then, let's settle both old and new scores today!"
Zhuque sneered, and a murderous intent surged in her eyes.
"You...you are Suzaku? You really are..."
Just then, the man in black suddenly began muttering to himself for some unknown reason.
Upon hearing this, Zhuque frowned slightly, a look of bewilderment flashing across her face. She had no idea what crazy things the other person was saying.
Li Chang'an couldn't help but raise an eyebrow slightly, and then carefully considered what the man in black had just said. Suddenly, he came to a bold conclusion—could it be that the other party knew Zhuque?
Zhuque looked into the man's eyes, and after a moment of silence, a look of doubt and complexity flashed in her eyes.
Just then, the man in black coughed up another mouthful of blood. He looked exactly like a dying man clinging to life.
However, just to be on the safe side, Zhuque flicked her finger, sending out several extremely fine silver needles that sealed the other party's meridians. Then, she put away her sword, stepped forward, squatted down, and ripped off the mask from the black-clad man's face.
For a moment, the surrounding air seemed to freeze.
Zhuque felt as if she couldn't breathe. She stared at the face in front of her for a long time before tentatively speaking in disbelief, "Senior Brother..."
Upon hearing this, Li Chang'an frowned, feeling as if he had been struck by lightning.
What kind of melodramatic plot is this?
How did my enemy become my senior brother in the blink of an eye!
So she helped Feng Beichuan to a stop, then turned around and quietly became a bystander.
Upon hearing the word "Senior Brother," the man in black seemed to instantly lose all his malevolence.
There was a bloody gash more than an inch long on one side of his cheek, which was caused by Li Chang'an's sword.
The wound looked extremely deep, with the outermost layer of skin and flesh slightly turned outwards, and dried scabs still remaining on it, seemingly revealing the white cheekbone underneath.
His dark eyes stared unblinkingly at Zhuque, a hint of sorrow seemingly lurking within them.
The sad thing is not that others are sad, but that you are sad.
“I should have recognized you sooner, I should have recognized you last time… but I just…”
After a long silence, the man in black suddenly began to mutter to himself again. His voice trembled and was hoarse, sounding as if it carried deep pain and remorse.
"Senior brother, how could it be you? Why are you..."
"Don't call me senior brother, I'm not worthy!"
Before Suzaku could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the other party.
The man in black appeared to be in great pain. After speaking, he turned his head to the side, as if he couldn't bear to look at his old friend any longer.
"Is it that you are unworthy or that you dare not admit it! Your master painstakingly raised us to adulthood, only to have you betray the sect and harm your fellow disciples like this?"
With intense anger on her face, Zhuque threw her sword to the ground as she spoke, vehemently questioning the other party.
Li Chang'an and Feng Beichuan exchanged glances, realizing that there was indeed a deep grudge between them.
The man in black neither responded nor refuted the words. His face grew increasingly grim, his bloodless lips pressed tightly together, and he looked so gloomy that he seemed to have sunk into an abyss.
"Leng Wuxin, you truly live up to your name! Say something! What, you dare to do it but not admit it!"
Zhuque pressed on relentlessly, each word she uttered like an invisible blade, piercing deep into one's heart.
"I... Pfft! Cough cough cough..."
Just then, the man in black suddenly opened his mouth, but before he could utter a single word, the rest of his words were swallowed by a mouthful of blood.
The next second, he fell heavily to the ground.
"Who dares to act so presumptuously! Hey, why are they all lying down?"
A black figure suddenly flew over and landed steadily on the ground.
Before the man could even stand up straight, he uttered such a shocking and outrageous statement.
Li Chang'an raised an eyebrow slightly, then glanced at Cang Yun as if he were looking at someone with a mental disability, and said, "If you had come any later, we would probably all have returned to the Regent's Palace."
Upon hearing this, Cangyun scratched his head somewhat awkwardly, then his eyes lit up with surprise and he exclaimed, "Vermilion Bird? You...you're back!"
But Suzaku had no time to pay attention to him at that moment.
With a furrowed brow, she walked straight to Leng Wuxin, then knelt down to check his breath.
There was still a sliver of life left.
Zhuque couldn't help but sigh softly again, a shadow involuntarily falling over her eyes, and countless complex emotions surging within her heart.
"Who is this? Is he the one who robbed us on the way? Are these guys dead or alive? Suzaku, what are you doing..."
"Aren't you annoying! Talking so much, doesn't your mouth get tired?"
Before Cangyun could finish his outburst, Zhuque glared at him angrily and interrupted him, then reluctantly looked away and raised her hand to help the person on the ground up.
Seeing this, Cangyun quickly stepped forward to help, and together with Zhuque, the two of them lifted the person up from the left and right.
The other guards from the Regent's Palace also carefully inspected the area, and then carried away the few black men on the ground who were not quite dead yet.
"What a bunch of heartless ingrates! Instead of helping their own master, they run off to help their enemy..."
Seeing this, Feng Beichuan couldn't help but mutter something in annoyance.
Li Chang'an naturally heard all of this, and then she couldn't help but raise an eyebrow and look at the other party, asking, "What, the Regent is quite the big shot, isn't he? I alone am not enough to support him, you need several people to help you? Why don't you use a sedan chair carried by eight men when you go out!"
Upon hearing this, Feng Beichuan was immediately speechless, and then realized that he had spoken carelessly and said something he shouldn't have.
To be honest, he was quite pleased that the person supporting him was Li Chang'an.
Moreover, Feng Beichuan had a little secret: if he really forced himself to pull himself together, he wouldn't need anyone's help.
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