King's Solo

The sun had completely set at some point, and the silver hook was quietly hung up.

The black shadow fled desperately in the streets and alleys, but at the corner of the forked road, black shadows flashed on both sides.

Park Seung Gi ordered without hesitation, "Chase separately!"

When he found that the people around him were constantly scattered and he was the only one left, Park Seung Gi realized that he had been tricked.

It's too late.

He was being wrestled by the people covered in black robes, and the swords clashed with ear-piercing whines, his heart sank steeply.

The man in black is very skilled, not even one point or two better than Park Seung-ki, and he is able to stick to him with ease, but he just can't do his best.

Every time the tip of the knife approached Park Seung Gi's vitals, they were all moved away abruptly, only drawing a not deep and not shallow blood on the flesh.

It's like a hunter teasing his easy prey, or a cat playing with a mouse he knows well.

A series of small cuts, as if measured, were neatly arranged on Park Seung Gi's body.

Facing Park Seung Gi's furious ultimate move, the man in black swung a seemingly thin and fragile long sword calmly.

His face was blurred, and the night became his best cover, only the eyes under the two face scarves were cold and heartless, but with a scornful smile.

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The other Jianlongwei fought against the men in black who were pursuing them one after another, and some people witnessed the scene of those men in black killing Daguan's children with their own eyes.

But only the man in black he met was the real mastermind, Park Seung-ki was so sure.

It was so easy to force him to retreat, when did such a terrifying person appear in the imperial city?

The ant-like eyes of the man in black before he disappeared made people palpitate, and Park Seung Gi panicked for no reason, as if the most precious thing was about to leave him, absurdly flustered.

Park Seung-ji had a lot of worries, but he didn't forget to clean up his mess before going to see the king, and the king didn't like dirty things the most.

"Your Highness." Park Seung-ji called out as usual, and was about to open the door and enter.

But Wang refused in a rare way, "Stop."

Withdrawing his foot, through the thick door, the uneasiness in Park Shengji's heart surged like weeds, and he suppressed himself so as not to offend the majesty of the king, "Your Highness, I beg to see you."

"come in."

Hesitating, Park Shengji took a deep breath, and Park Shengji pushed open the door, and it turned out that there was a doctor Li in the room.

This is not uncommon. Wang Huan did not like to be disturbed by others when he went to see a doctor, but when he looked at Li, who was kneeling respectfully, he felt a little strange.

Wang Yiguan sat leaning against the throne, with the fragrance of flower petals not long after bathing on his body, and his long loose hair was damp.

Worried about Wang's weak body, Park Seung-ji ignored the redundant imperial physician, habitually fetched a towel and knelt down beside Wang, and carefully wiped Wang's hair with some drops of water.

The scene of the two being intimate was really dazzling, the imperial doctor lowered his head deeply, as if he didn't dare to look directly at it, and seemed to be enduring something.

Park Seung-ji, who glanced over unintentionally, suddenly stopped, staring at the imperial physician in amazement, forgetting to move his hands.

Just as he was about to stand up and speak, Wang Meng pulled his head down, the unspoken words were blocked back, and his lips and tongue were tightly sealed.

Pu Shengji's mind was blank, and he was stunned. This was the first time Wang was so active and enthusiastic. Happiness came too suddenly, and there was nothing more important than this.

Face to face, he saw that Wang's deep eyes were like black whirlpools, spinning, spinning, drowning him bit by bit.

Wang Ren writhed Park Seung-ki, who seemed to be in a coma, and fell to the ground softly, wiped his moist lips, and there was slight anger in his eyes.

"You were almost spotted by him."

The third person in the room, Imperial Physician Li stood up slowly, staring at Wang approaching step by step, with fierce eyes.

Wang looked at him without any fear, and said coldly, "Don't look at me with your disgusting old face."

Doctor Li paused, the anger directed at Park Shengji dissipated in an instant, but in fact it was just rebellious.

Turning around, he just wiped his hand casually, and then turned around, it was already another face.

Black hair, young face, smooth skin, straight back, long and protruding figure, as if suddenly changed person.

Wang already saw the strangeness, even if the opponent's method of changing his body shape and appearance in an instant was beyond his comprehension.

Doctor Li, no, the young man had a warm smile on his face, and he kicked Park Seung-ji away who was in the illusion, and his body without resistance touched the edge of the bed intimately, making a dull impact sound.

The young man standing beside the king lifted up the brocade handkerchief that appeared in his hand at some time, and wiped the lips that he had kissed with others for the king. Then he responded to the king's words with an arrogant and confident tone, "Even if he can see it, It's no big deal, I have plenty of ways to make him forget all about it."

After wiping it twice, Wang turned his head and avoided it. Wang's eyes were deep, implying displeasure, "Didn't you say that you can't interfere too much in our world?"

The young man took back the handkerchief helplessly, "The main god has disappeared, so I don't need to be restrained anymore."

Wang Jingmo sat back, his slightly closed eyelids covering his eyes.He didn't know if the real Imperial Doctor Li ever existed, he only knew that the young Doctor Li he saw for the first time ten years ago was already played by this young man.

The young man with magical power claimed that he came here just for him, which seemed absurd, but it made sense, otherwise, how would he explain his rebirth?

But in the explanations given to him by the other party, there must be some concealment, such as the origin and purpose of the other party, and the only way to know the truth is to listen to this young man

"But, what about the Heavenly Dao you mentioned, is he gone?"

The young man also knelt down and poured fragrant tea for the king, "It, um~ as long as he doesn't use power that doesn't fit this world, he won't meddle in his own business."

Wang cooperatively took the teacup handed over by the young man, "This world... I have never seen the things you use. Are they all in line with the power of this world?"

Deliberately and accidentally touched Wang's fingertips, the young man rubbed his fingers with his sleeves back, as if reminiscing about the touch, "Well, these are still very common in the general martial arts world."

Wang didn't notice the opponent's small movements, and focused on listening to the information in the youth's words, "The general world of martial arts? The world...is there still a division of strength?"

The young man smiled without saying a word, looking at the calm and curious Wang, he saw through Wang's intentions at a glance, but he didn't want to expose it, "Of course there are, not only strong and weak, but also many novel divisions, some even Even I don't know much about it."

Wang bowed his head, and did not continue to ask questions in moderation. When he calmed down, he completely lost the desire to speak.