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The two stood with their backs facing five feet, holding swords.

Boom!

Thunder rang, rain fell.

In a blink of an eye, the drizzle has turned into a squall.

Wu Qiong turned around slowly, wiped away the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile, "Stop struggling, your life is about to go out like a candle in the wind."

"Who is your Excellency?" Yu Mingzhi also turned around and asked seriously.

"I'm here" Wu Qiong flicked the blade of the sword and put it back into the sheath. "My friends in the rivers and lakes love me and call me 'Jianyu Xiaoxiang'."

"It turns out that you are 'Jian Yu Xiaoxiang'. You disappeared from the list, and everyone guessed that you should have been born. But I didn't expect you to cough so strongly." Yu Mingzhi spurted out a mouthful of blood. The two flying swords shattered inch by inch.

He threw away the long sword tremblingly, and said with a sad smile, "If I can die in the hands of 'Jian Yu Xiaoxiang', I will have no complaints or regrets in this life."

"Really no regrets?" Wu Qiong took out the oil-paper umbrella presented by Zhang Yu from the shrine, opened it and stood it on top of his head.

"At least I died as a person, not as a dog in some unknown ditch." Yu Mingzhi said calmly, "As for how the Xuantian Sect can stand for hundreds of years after my death?" If I don’t fall, there will naturally be better disciples who stand up without me, so I have nothing to regret. At least I have tried my best to do what I want to do, and if I fail, naturally I have nothing to regret.”

"It seems that you really regard yourself as a member of Xuantianzong." Wu Qiong sighed, and said sadly, "Okay, then I will send the elders a ride."

"Wait!" An anxious voice sounded.

A figure suddenly appeared beside Mingzhi, and this person was Li Zicheng!

"Brother Yu has become useless, please let him go! He is no longer a threat." Li Zicheng knelt down and begged.

"Zicheng, you" Yu Mingzhi hesitated to speak.

Sure enough, you still chose the imperial court?

"He already knows our whereabouts. If he doesn't die, the plan cannot be implemented." Wu Qiong flatly refused.

"I will be optimistic about him, I can guarantee that no one else will know about this matter!" Li Zicheng said sincerely.

Wu Qiong was silent for a while, then said, "Okay."

"Thank you!" Li Zicheng kowtowed heavily, helped Yu Mingzhi up and turned to leave.

"Wait!" Yu Mingzhi gritted his teeth, closed his eyes and thought for a moment, and said slowly, "You spared my life, and in return, I can tell you one thing."

"The Xuantianzong Conference is not in five days, but tomorrow. Zicheng, let's go."

Li Zicheng pursed his lips tightly and left without saying a word, just supporting him like this.

"Brother Wu, did Master Xuancheng betray us?" Jie Se said dumbly.

"Ha, he just made his own choice." Wu Qiong shook his head and smiled.

Ye Qingxuan frowned slightly, "Will this matter affect our plan?"

"It's okay." Wu Qiong watched Li Zicheng and Li Zicheng support each other and disappeared under the rain curtain, and said leisurely, "Not everyone will revolve around us, and I believe that Xuan Chang is an old man."

"I'm willing to gamble."

The main reason is that my side is too strong, no matter how hard the opponent struggles, it is useless.

This is not a conspiracy, but an upright crush.

He said silently in his heart, "I hope you can have a good ending."

Chapter 2 and Four Choices

"Get a good rest tonight. If you call me, I'll sleep outside." Li Zicheng said calmly as he put Yu Mingzhi on the bed.

"Ha, what are you waiting for?" Yu Mingzhi laughed at himself.

"Don't think too much." Li Zicheng frowned slightly.

Yu Mingzhi looked at him and said softly, "Zicheng, kill me."

"Why should I kill you?" Li Zicheng said coldly.

"If you let me live through tomorrow, Zicheng, what should you do." Yu Mingzhi said indifferently, "Can you deal with me?"

"Now only you and I know each other's past identities. If I die, even if the court wants to expose you, the sect will not believe what outsiders say. Then you will be safe."

Li Zicheng was silent for a long time, then slowly said, "I'm not threatening you, I will leave later."

"Leave? Where can you go after leaving Xuantianzong? Return to the court and continue to be a dog? We have known each other for more than ten years, and I can see that you are not loyal to the court." Li Zicheng laughed.

"It is impossible for a swordsman like 'Jian Yu Xiaoxiang' to obey the imperial court, so the one standing behind you is not the imperial court, so where is it?"

Yu Mingzhi thought of the moves that the other two with "Jian Yu Xiaoxiang" used just now.

He laughed, "Let me guess the Taiqing faction?"

"No." Li Zicheng replied indifferently.

"Is that Shaolin Temple?"

Li Zicheng remained silent.

"Ha, it seems that I guessed right." Yu Mingzhi laughed.

His movements touched the wound, coughed twice, he continued

"But Shaolin Taiqing has always been at odds with each other. How could Taoist priests of the Taiqing sect get involved with Shaolin Temple? Oh, I understand."

He glanced lightly at the silent Li Zicheng, and sighed, "I didn't expect that Shaolin not only sent spies to Xuantian Sect, but also sent internal agents to Taiqing Sect."

"No." As soon as he spoke, he frowned and denied his guess, "You are not sent by Shaolin to Xuantianzong, you are sent by Shaolin to the court."

"The Xuantian Sect should also have an internal response from Shaolin Temple!"

Enduring the pain, he struggled to prop up his upper body and asked, "Who is that man!"

Li Zicheng hurried over to help him lie down, shook his head and said, "I don't know."

He really doesn't know.

"If you don't want to say that, that's all." Yu Mingzhi lay there, closed his eyes, and said helplessly, "Why, do you still want me to ask you to do it?"