Chapter 588 You Little Brat, You Made Me Worry for Nothing

Jun Yutang turned his head and looked at the figure, his tone was calm.

"I can't do it like you, my fourth brother, who killed his wife to prove his truth. I owe her."

This Baibai Zun was calm at the moment, and he looked no less than the man in the dark.

Maybe he was not the opponent a thousand years ago.

But now, at least he can protect himself.

The man snorted coldly and walked out of the darkness. He was as thin as a stick and looked like an evil ghost. It was Jun Chengye.

He looked at Jun Yutang and laughed coldly: "I didn't expect that after hundreds of years, you are still a coward!"

Jun Yutang was not angry either, and said calmly: "Someone always wants to kill me. I wouldn't be alive until now if I wasn't a coward!"

"But you, my fourth brother, don't pretend to be dead, but actually run out for a walk. Aren't you afraid that my little sister will know?"

Jun Chengye laughed hoarsely, as if he didn't care about life and death.

"I'm going to die soon anyway, what's the difference between dying early and late?"

Jun Yutang looked at Jun Chengye who was so old, and sighed: "Fourth brother, why are you so weak?"

Jun Chengye said unwillingly: "It's still that person!"

Jun Yutang sighed helplessly: "Fourth brother, haven't you let it go yet?"

"I can't let it go, and I don't want to let it go! This is not something you should worry about!"

Jun Chengye looked at him with burning eyes, his tone was extremely cold.

"Jun Yutang, we said that year, I will give you a position, you help me, and we will each get what we need."

"Just pretend that this matter didn't happen, why are you waiting for him here on purpose? What do you want to do?"

Jun Yutang seemed to recall some unbearable memories, his expression was extremely complicated, as if he was trapped in a nightmare.

After a long while, he said in a low voice: "I just met him, don't worry, fourth brother."

Jun Chengye said in a cold tone: "I don't want this kind of thing to happen again."

"Otherwise, I will send your evil wife to see her father and let them reunite."

Jun Yutang's eyes suddenly became sharper, and he said coldly: "Fourth brother, come to me if you have anything, don't touch Yuanyuan!"

Jun Chengye didn't expect him to dare to refute him, and sneered: "What if I touch her, do you still want to wrestle with me?"

A vague and invisible scattered sword intent rose from Jun Yutang's body, and he said calmly again: "Fourth brother, I don't want to use the sword against you."

Jun Chengye couldn't help but sneered: "You are a waste who doesn't even dare to hold a sword, and you really want to attack me?"

"Have you forgotten where you got this honorable position? You have really caught your breath in these hundreds of years. Do you really take yourself seriously?"

Jun Yutang didn't say much, but the sword energy on his body became stronger and stronger, and his eyes that had not woken up became sharper and sharper.

Jun Chengye was very angry, and the murderous intent in his eyes became stronger and stronger at this moment.

It was really like a tiger in a lowly place being bullied by a dog. Jun Yunshang and Jun Fengya didn't take him seriously.

You, a coward who was scared to pee his pants back then, dare to look down on me?

He turned into a stream of light and rushed towards Jun Yutang, intending to let this fool who couldn't tell the situation clearly.

The scattered sword intent outside Jun Yutang suddenly condensed, exuding an extremely sharp breath.

A sky-high sword intent pierced through the roof and rushed straight into the sky, dispersing the thick clouds in the sky.

With a bang, the powerful aftermath of the battle spread out, as if a ferocious beast had been released from a cage.

The entire Linyuan City was frightened by this power, and they looked at the palace in astonishment.

A moment later, a figure fled from the palace in a panic, covering his chest.

Jun Chengye was disemboweled, and even the ribs on his chest were cut off by the sword, and his internal organs were clearly visible.

His eyes were full of disbelief and anger, but he could only leave in a hurry like a dog that had lost its home.

In the palace, many people looked towards the room where the fight took place, fearing that the Marquis of Anle had been killed.

Yuan Yuan also rushed over in a panic, but saw Jun Yutang lying outside the room with his chest sunken.

He looked out of breath, but seeing her pale face, he grinned.

"Don't worry, I'm fine, I won't die."

Yuan Yuan pursed her lips, still said sarcastically: "Who is worried about you, if you can't die, get up quickly, it's so embarrassing."

Jun Yutang stood up with difficulty with the help of others, and everyone asked about the situation.

"Marquis, what's going on?"

Jun Yutang said proudly: "It's just a combined cultivator who covets my honorable position, cough cough... can't hurt me."

Everyone couldn't help but be a little speechless. A dignified Dongxu Venerable was beaten like this by the combined realm, how can you be embarrassed?

Yuan Yuan said coldly: "First, let your breath straighten out before you brag, you shameful fellow."

She left after she finished speaking, not looking at him any more, as if she felt ashamed to look at him.

The city was in turmoil, searching everywhere for the assassin.

Not far away, Jun Qingsheng, who had not walked far, felt the sword intent, and listened to the report of his subordinates, his face became a little solemn.

Although he had not entered the cave realm, he was still knowledgeable and knew the horror of this sword intent.

No matter who this sword intent belonged to, this Hundred Defeats Venerable seemed to be no simple matter!

In a small town near Yixiantian.

A woman in black wearing a gauze hat sat in the corner of the restaurant, looking at the delicious food without any interest.

The woman's enchanting figure attracted many prying eyes, but when they noticed the unfathomable aura on her, they were deterred one by one.

They all raised their voices a lot, trying to attract the attention of the beauty.

Shangguan Qiong ignored these people and listened quietly to the high-pitched talk around him, wanting to see if there was any news about Lin Fengmian and the others.

Amidst all the nonsense, a casual remark caught her attention.

"Have you heard? The long-missing thirteenth prince of Tianze has appeared!"

"No way? Didn't I hear that the soul lamps were extinguished?"

"It's absolutely true. My cousin participated in the assessment this year and saw him appear in King's Landing with his own eyes. The list has been reported."

"Ah? Then it seems that there is no chance for this bounty."

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Hearing this, Shangguan Qiong stood up excitedly.

She asked the man a few words and hurriedly flew to Chongming City.

Although she felt sorry for the spirit stones, she was also worried that if he was really fine, she would feel sorry if she went there.

But whether it was true or not, Shangguan Qiong planned to teleport to King's Landing to find out.

This stinky boy, if he is really fine, he made me worry for nothing.

Then you must reimburse me for all the travel expenses and teleportation fees along the way, not even a spirit stone less!

In addition to Shangguan Qiong, countless people rushed to King's Landing. After all, Queen Fengyao's millennium celebration is a rare event.

Not to mention the three major dynasties of Junyan, people from other dynasties came to congratulate, and there was a faint atmosphere of thousands of races coming to pay tribute.

Junlin City was more lively than before, with spaceships taking off and landing continuously, and the number of guards in the city was several times more than before.

It was extremely lively outside, but it had nothing to do with Lin Fengmian in Tianjiao Courtyard.

He was busy breaking through the third level of Jindan these two days, and he didn't go out of the main gate or the second gate.

With the hardships along the way and Jun Chengye's selfless dedication, he entered the third level of Jindan naturally.

At this moment, night was about to fall, and Lin Fengmian stood on the balcony of Nangong Xiu's small building, looking at the sudden drizzle thoughtfully.

In theory, the Queen's Millennium Celebration should have made it look like a clear sky even if it was a spell.

But it was so strange that the whole Junlin City was covered with dark clouds and rainy, giving people a feeling of impending storms.

Although it was just a slanting wind and drizzle, this kind of rainy weather could not make people feel good.

Luo Xue suddenly said, "Lin Fengmian, since the saint didn't show up, you should be safe now."

"It's still some time before the Blood Evil Trial. I want to go back and take a look. I'll come back in two days."

Youyao has completely recovered, and no one has come to assassinate him in the past two days.

Jun Qingsheng will arrive at noon tomorrow, so Luo Xue is completely relieved.

Although she is knowledgeable, she can't cook without rice.

She can't control Lin Fengmian's body better than him, so there is no point in staying.

She has been here for a long time, and she is a little worried about the situation in Qionghua, so she plans to go back and take a look.

Lin Fengmian hesitated for a moment. Although he was a little reluctant, he didn't want to restrict Luo Xue's freedom.

He hummed and smiled, "Okay, then we'll see you in three days."