The Lord of Lanling City asked coldly, "Is this the reason why you deceived your master and destroyed your ancestors?"

"Junior sister, you always look like you don't let strangers get close to you, which makes people dare not reach out to you."

"Junior sister, how can a person like you be the lord of a small city? Standing at the top of the world and looking down on the world is worthy of your status. This world was conquered by your family, why is it surnamed Zhao? It belongs to the Mei family The honor of the clan should be given to our Mei clan by the surname Zhao!" Bai Yan said clearly.

"fallacy."

The Lord of Lanling's sword was about to fall when he suddenly heard a voice stopping him, "Senior, wait a minute."

The sword stopped in mid-air, and the Lord of Lanling City looked sideways.

"Jian'er." Bai Yanlang looked back and saw his adopted son Bai Xingjian walking towards him, with a hint of hope in his eyes.

The Lord of Lanling City had already learned about Han Xingjian from Hua Fushu. Although he had never met Han Xingjian, he could guess who he was.

Sword, put it back.

Han Xingjian cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, senior."

Bai Yanlang looked at Han Xingjian, then he seemed to understand something and opened his mouth to say something.

Han Xingjian squatted down, looked at Bai Yanlang, and said calmly: "Father, this is the last time that I call you foster father. From this moment on, the relationship between father and son is gone. Back then, you kidnapped me and forced me Dad, you caused my family to be separated, but you raised me up..."

"You, you remember?" Bai Yanlang's face was full of astonishment, how could that happen?

The doctor clearly said that it was impossible for him to regain his memory...

"Yes, I remember it. For the past twenty years, I have regarded you as my biological father, and I have no doubts about what you said. I never thought that it was you who ruined my family, and that you were the one who allowed me to have a thief as my father for so many years."

Han Xingjian took out a dagger from his waist, pulled out the dagger, and looked at Bai Yanlang, "You and I will come to an end today."

The dagger stabbed Bai Yanlang's shoulder, and Bai Yanlang let out a painful groan.

Han Xingjian pulled out the dagger, as if all the past was relieved at this moment, "I should hate you, but now, I don't hate you that much."

The wound on Bai Yanlang's shoulder was dripping with blood. He raised this child with his own hands. Even though he was not his biological son, why didn't he treat him as his biological son?

This child was indeed kidnapped from his parents.

"I really..." Bai Yanlang's eyes were filled with obscure emotions.

"I know." Han Xingjian said.

Maybe it was precisely because he knew that he didn't hate it so much.

Han Xingjian looked at Bai Yanlang again, his eyes clear, he stood up and left without saying another word.

"Jian'er..." Bai Yanlang looked at Han Xingjian's back and murmured to himself.

When he abducted Jian'er, Jian'er was only five years old. When his master adopted him, he was also five years old.

Twenty years, thirty years, forty years...

It's been a long time.

Time is so long.

"Junior sister, Ah Chuo, I haven't called you by such a small name for a long time. I owe my master, my junior wife, and everyone in the Snow Ao Villa——"

"You deserve to die."

The sword slashed across his neck, and blood spurted out.

Twenty years of grievances and grievances were completely ended with this sword.

……

When the Lord of Lanling City arrived at the foot of the mountain, Hua Fushu, Ye Zelin, Qin Youran, Mu Qing and others had just cleared away the dragnets.

"Master."

"Master."

"City Lord."

Nan Xing asked, "City Lord, is the man named Bai dead?"

Hua Fushu looked at Nan Xing, "No one is alive when my master takes action. The man named Bai must be dead."

"The great revenge must be avenged!" Nan Xing shrugged.

The Lord of Lanling City looked at the group of children in front of him and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard work, it's what disciples should do. Look, there's nothing wrong with us." Hua Fushu turned in a circle to show that he, Qin Youran and the others were fine.

"I'm leaving the capital." Lanling City Lord said calmly.

Hua Fushu was not surprised. Master has always been a person who sees the beginning but not the end of the dragon. He would not stay in the capital for a long time. He asked, "Master, where are you going?"

The Lord of Lanling City shook his head slightly, "I don't know where I will go next time, but I want to go back to Lanling first and send your little junior sister Mu Ling back."

Hua Fushu couldn't bear to leave her master. She held her arm and said, "Master, can you stay for a few more days before leaving?"

The Lord of Lanling City wiped Hua Fushu's pretty nose and said, "Young girl, you can't bear to leave your master. She's already married now."

"I just can't bear to leave you, Master. I don't know when I will see you next." Hua Fushu muttered.

The Lord of Lanling City looked at Ye Zelin, this apprentice son-in-law is really good, he is a husband, doting on the little flowers, and a minister, he fulfills his duties and spares no effort.

"Everyone has his or her own destiny, and there's nothing I can do about it."

Ye Zelin said, "Junior understands."

The Lord of Lanling City looked at Qin Youran, "My child, you and your princess should be well."

Qin Youran nodded and smiled.

After the master and apprentice said goodbye, the Lord of Lanling City took Mu Ling back to Lanling, and Hua Fushu and others also returned to the city.

Hua Fushu and others were riding back to the city. Ye Zelin and Hua Fushu stopped halfway.

"Is something wrong?" Hua Fushu looked at Han Xingjian not far away.

Bai Xingjian said, "Return the Qingming Sword to you."

Hua Fushu looked at the Qingming Sword in Han Xingjian's hand. She remembered that she told Han Xingjian that the Qingming Sword was hers, and Han Xingjian still remembered this.

"As long as you remember."

Han Xingjian threw the Qingming Sword over, and Hua Fushu reached out to catch it.

Even if Han Xingjian does not take the initiative to return the Qingming Sword, Hua Fushu will ask Han Xingjian to return the Qingming Sword to him.

"Where are my parents in Lanling?" Han Xingjian asked.

"No. 12, Rongning Lane, Lanling."

Hua Fushu thought Han Xingjian had already gone to see Han Xingxiu, and Han Xingxiu had told Han Xingjian.

After everything settled, Hua Fushu told Han Xingjian where his father lived since he asked.

"Thank you."

Han Xingjian left using Qinggong.

After returning to the General's Mansion and entering Guanyong Pavilion, Hua Fushu and Ye Zelin talked about the meaning of what the master said to him.

Ye Zelin told Hua Fushu about the matter. It turned out that he had taken a portion of His Majesty's blood and showed it to the Lord of Lanling City. After analysis, the Lord of Lanling City directly concluded that it could not be cured.

The toxins in His Majesty's body are too complex. Various toxins are in conflict with each other and are constantly corroding His Majesty's body.

He refused to give up and searched for the Lord of Lanling City again and again, but the answer he got was that there was no cure.

Your Majesty is one of the most important people in his life. If there is a way, he will do his best to find a cure for His Majesty.

He even thought about asking Hua Fushu to treat His Majesty, but His Majesty refused.

"Although Master has superb medical skills, he has never delved deeply into the art of poisoning. If she said she couldn't cure it, then she must not be able to cure it."

Hua Fushu hugged Ye Zelin and hugged his waist, "Nan Xing's poison technique is very powerful, do you want..."

"No need." There was a hint of sadness in his voice.

No need, really no need.

The toxins in His Majesty's body have reached the point where they cannot be removed. He knew this a few years ago.

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