Anecdotes with facial paralyzed subordinates

Zhao Xuehan sat in the gorgeously decorated room of the Qingxiao School, resting his chin on one hand, and looked around the room with a bored expression.

"I really don't see what's wrong with it." He muttered in a low voice, and took out a simple doll from his arms, then shook his hand, and a sapphire the size of a thumb fell out of his cuff into his palm.

"It's up to you." He whispered to the doll, stuffed the sapphire into the doll's body through the opening between the doll's legs, and sealed the opening with magic to prevent the sapphire from falling out.

The eyes of the doll in Zhao Xuehan's hand flickered immediately, it moved its arms, stood up and stretched, and the mouth sewn with red thread made a grinning expression.

"My bottom hurts so much." The doll said, "How did you stuff the sapphire in there?"

Zhao Xuehan grinned and smiled maliciously. "I thought you were used to it by now," he said.

Hearing this, the doll squinted and stomped on his palm a few times.Then he jumped up and jumped onto the beam.

"I'm going," it said, "be careful yourself."

Zhao Xuehan nodded, watching the doll disappear into the dark corner of the room.Then he got up, sat on the edge of the bed facing the door, leaned lazily on the bedpost, and listened to the approaching footsteps outside the room.

There was a soft knock on the door, Liang Duo pushed the door open and entered.He looked as usual, when he saw Zhao Xuehan, he politely bowed slightly to salute.

"Brother Du is satisfied with the environment of the Qingxiao Sect?" he asked.

Zhao Xuehan was noncommittal, and his eyes didn't drop any more on Liang Duo.Liang Duo didn't care.He looked Zhao Xuehan up and down, then cut straight to the point, and went straight to the topic.

"Brother Du, do you know where Demon Venerable Zhao Xuehan is?"

Zhao Xuehan smiled sarcastically: "He was crushed by your subordinates, he died long ago."

Liang Duo seemed to have expected Zhao Xuehan to answer like this. "Brother Du," he said in a steady tone, with a hint of admonishment, "I know that Zhao Xuehan is Brother Du's adopted son, so it's understandable why Brother Du is partial to him."

"But Brother Du didn't know something. During the period of your death, he committed many evils, killed innocent people indiscriminately, and caused chaos in the Three Realms. He has already become the target of public criticism. Brother Du still tells him where he is hiding..."

"Heh." Zhao Xuehan sneered, interrupting Liang Duo's words.

"You saw him die with your own eyes, why did you ask me his whereabouts. Wouldn't it be faster to go directly to the underworld to find him?"

Zhao Xuehan made sarcastic remarks, but Liang Duo was unmoved, he stared at Zhao Xuehan closely, with an expression that he had already seen through him.

"If Zhao Xuehan is dead," he said slowly, "Who guided Brother Du's sword to retrieve Brother Du's soul from the villa? No one knows where Zhao Xuehan's body is hidden, and how did Brother Du find it?" ?”

Zhao Xue looked at Liang Duo coldly. "Yes." He said, his voice seemed to freeze into ice.

"Master Liang, you Qingxiao sent monks to follow Qingyu Sword to Yuhu Village and slaughter the sword in the village. Now you blame me for colluding with the Demon Lord?"

"My men acted rudely, not out of my will." Liang Duo did not change his expression, "The sword of Yuhuzhuang must not fall into the hands of the demon king. This action is just for the sake of the common people in the world, so that they will not suffer from the misery That's all."

Hearing this, Zhao Xuehan couldn't help sneering: "Master Liang, can you believe your nonsense when you say it?"

Liang Duo shook his head, as if he didn't intend to continue entanglement with the person in front of him. "Where is the primordial spirit of the Demon Lord?" He straightened his mind and said seriously.

Zhao Xuehan rested her chin on her hands, and looked at Liang Duo with her purple eyes, with an elusive smile on her face.

"You saw the demon's primordial spirit break with your own eyes," he said, "Why are you so insisting on the demon's survival?"

"Mozun Zhao Xuehan is a cunning person. It is impossible to die so easily." Liang Duo said.

"Ha!" Zhao Xuehan laughed loudly. "What if I don't tell you?" He looked around the room with a relaxed expression.

"A place like yours can't control me. I come whenever I want, and leave whenever I want."

"I know." Liang Duo said indifferently, "Brother Du's skill is very strong. The general method must not be able to trap him."

"It's a pity..." He paused slightly, "There are runes in the room. The door is heavily guarded. Brother Du escaped, I'm afraid he will kill a bloody road."

"By the way." He seemed to remember it suddenly, and tapped his temple lightly with his knuckles, "I almost forgot that Brother Du made a pact with the famous sword, and calling the sword to escape would be a way. "

"But all the boundaries of the Qingxiao Sect are covered with spells that restrain the sapphire. If the sapphire sword comes, it may be difficult to leave."

"I can't summon that sword." Hearing Liang Duo's serious explanation, Zhao Xuehan said with a smile.

"That sword loves its master, but hates me very much. It's like an enemy. How could it form a pact with me?"

"Brother Du, don't laugh and joke..." Liang Duo laughed, but just as the words came out, he suddenly realized something, and the smile froze on his face.He opened his eyes slightly, remained motionless, and stared closely at Zhao Xuehan with an expression of disbelief.

"That's right." Zhao Xuehan smiled, "For so many years, this is the first time you've looked at me so directly. It's a big improvement."

Before the words were finished, Liang Duo quickly looked away as if his eyes had been burned by Zhao Xuehan.He lowered his hands and saluted Zhao Xuehan as if habitually.

After a brief silence, he said lightly, "I don't understand what Your Majesty means."

Zhao Xuehan snorted, took out an arrow from his bosom, and threw it at Liang Duo, who was caught by Liang Duo.Liang Duo glanced at the arrow, then held it tightly in his palm and hung it by his side.

"This arrow is the kind you use to crush my soul." Zhao Xuehan said, "It looks like it is shot into the forehead to crush the soul, but in fact, the soul belongs to the archer through the body of the arrow."

"Fortunately, I was well prepared before that battle and hid the most important part of my soul in the wisdom stone." Zhao Xue said coldly.

"After you shot the arrow, you didn't take away the soul immediately, leaving time for me and Yan Ke to explain the funeral."

He stood up, walked in front of Liang Duo, grabbed Liang Duo's lapel, and slowly lifted him in front of him.

"You have already started to doubt Lin Jue's soul." Zhao Xuehan said softly, "You want to take advantage of this to catch him and me, right?"

Liang Duo lowered his head, neither meeting Zhao Xuehan's gaze nor answering.

Zhao Xuehan smiled, grabbed Liang Duo's skirt and pushed him away. "The primordial spirit I gave you can no longer satisfy you?" He mocked, "You want me? Want all my souls?"

The man who looked like Liang Duo let out a deep breath.He straightened his clothes, then bowed slightly, as if he had never heard Zhao Xuehan's questioning words just now.

"Since Your Majesty is here, don't bother me too much." Liang Duo said indifferently, turned around, intending to leave, "I will take my leave. Please, Your Majesty, rest well."

Zhao Xuehan laughed. "I never thought that you are this kind of person." He said coldly, "Liang Duo regards you as the first disciple and teaches you his life-long skills. You actually killed so many creatures for personal gain, and you didn't hesitate to kill Liang Duo. "

"If I had known this, I should have allowed your bones to rot in Fang Zhai, and I wouldn't have given you a piece of Yuanshen."

Liang Duo turned around abruptly, staring closely at Zhao Xuehan, his eyes were as black as ink, without a trace of expression.In the darkness of the four corners of the house, there was a shrill tearing sound, and there was a gust of cold wind, and the black mist rushed, which made people chill.

But this scene is just for a moment.Liang Duo immediately looked away.The surroundings returned to calm in an instant, as if the situation at that moment was just a dream.

"I didn't kill him." Liang Duo said flatly.The skin on his face gradually melted and changed, returning to his original appearance.

Fang Qiushui stood in the room, bowed slightly to Zhao Xuehan, and then a pair of black hand and foot shackles suddenly appeared around him, firmly fixing Zhao Xuehan on the bed,

"The primordial spirit is not stable." He said lightly, and turned around slowly, "It is better to rest here first. We will discuss it later."

Zhao Xuehan didn't struggle, but just raised his hand to look at the handcuffs on his wrist. "If you want my primordial spirit," he sneered, "why keep me here. Kill me while I'm weak, that's all."

"Prison me here, do you want to humiliate me?"

The pace of Fang Qiushui's departure stagnated, he turned slightly, and said in a low voice: "I have never dreamed about the soul of my lord, and I kept my lord here just because I didn't want my plan to be hindered."

"Forget it." He said softly, "I originally wanted to hide this matter from my lord, lest my lord be sad when I see it. If so..."

He waved his hand lightly in the air, and suddenly there was a sound from outside the room.Suddenly, a rag doll broke through the window and fell directly into Fang Qiushui's palm.

The doll struggled in his hands, but to no avail.Fang Qiushui's face was expressionless, a pair of black pupils stared at him for a moment, and then tore the doll's body apart.The sapphire fell from the cotton wool, Fang Qiushui caught it with one hand, squinted slightly, and the sapphire was torn apart in his hands.A white soul gushed out from the sapphire fragments and slowly rose to the height of the line of sight.

Zhao Xuehan gradually lost his expression.He stared at the soul, stood up a little nervously, and the chains rattled.

"What are you going to do?" He said in a low voice.

Fang Qiushui laughed softly: "Your Majesty knows how to read minds, so how can you not see what I am going to do?"

"I wanted to make Sect Leader Du the same as Cultivator Wen, and use other people's hands to make him lose his soul." He said lightly, "Unexpectedly, Sect Leader Du himself was fatal. He was in danger several times and managed to survive. But he couldn't resist This time, His Majesty personally sent him to the door."

"Today I personally destroyed his soul," Fang Qiushui said, looking at the white light in front of him, "Although it's not perfect, it's straightforward, so as not to have long nights and dreams."

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand, surrounded by black mist between his fingers, trying to envelop the soul.

At that moment, Zhao Xuehan's chains rattled suddenly, and he stood up, and in a flash, the primordial spirit in Fang Qiushui's hand leaked out from between his fingers, shooting towards Zhao Xuehan like an arrow.Zhao Xuehan stood up to the primordial spirit, opened his mouth, and swallowed the soul.

Fang Qiushui's face changed drastically, and he rushed to Zhao Xuehan's side, pulling up Zhao Xuehan's skirt.He gave a shout, and a black-green shiny sword appeared out of thin air in his hand, and he slashed at Zhao Xuehan's Tianling Gai without hesitation.

Zhao Xuehan gritted his teeth, put his right hand in front of his head, and the blade of the sword hit the chain on his wrist, making a clang, but did not bounce off.Fang Qiushui held down the sword and pressed it tightly against Zhao Xuehan's right hand, as if vowing to drive the blade into his head.

"What?" Zhao Xuehan smiled while resisting, "Didn't you just sound nice and respectful just now, but now you want to split my head off?"

Fang Qiushui didn't say a word, and immediately withdrew his sword.Zhao Xuehan's body had no strength to reach Hong Kong, so he fell forward involuntarily.Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fang Qiushui grabbed Zhao Xuehan's wrist, raised the sword high, and pierced Zhao Xuehan's head with the tip of the sword.

Zhao Xuehan's face darkened. "Come!" He shouted, and suddenly there was the sound of rushing through the air.Fang Qiushui didn't have time to react, only to see a cold light passing by, and with a soft sound of metal cracking, the sword in his hand broke in two.

Zhao Xuehan had an extra sapphire sword in his hand.He stood up, swung the sword in his hand, and cut off the chains that bound his hands and feet.

"It's really timely." Zhao Xuehan looked at the sword and smiled lightly.

"As expected of my sword."