Sun Shiqi said: "My lord, after all, the master still has to show some face. It is impossible to take things and do nothing. What I am afraid of now is not that he will take the treasures, but that he will not take them."
Chu Hai said coldly: "No? If you don't accept him, will you really kill Li Ying?"
"" Sun Shiqi nodded wordlessly.
He believes that Fakong is infinitely merciful, and he also believes that Fakong is cruel and ruthless. He is merciful when he should be merciful, and ruthless when he should be ruthless.
And he was still worried about the emperor.
If the emperor also takes advantage of the situation and takes the opportunity to get rid of Li Ying, then
So now only Fakong can save Li Ying.
"My lord"
"Go." Chu Hai gritted his teeth: "I'd like to see how shameless Master Fakong will be!"
First he took the treasure, but he did the opposite. He clearly knew that he meant to save Li Ying, not just stop Li Ying, but seriously injured Li Ying, and then spread the news so that someone with a heart could assassinate Li Ying.
This is simply disgusting on purpose, it's too hateful.
Now I have no choice but to continue to beg him and continue to give him treasures. I am simply taking myself for a fool.
This is not a bad thing to be taken advantage of, and I have to continue to be it.
Is this intentional revenge on myself?
To retaliate against his original method, this master Fakong is too narrow-minded!
Sun Shiqi returned half an hour later with a bitter expression on his face.
He was completely out of temper by Fakong.
Chu Hai had been pacing up and down, waiting for him to come back. Seeing this, his heart sank and his face darkened: "He confiscated it?"
Sun Shiqi shook his head: "My lord, the master is not here, so Lin Feiyang accepted the treasure and brought a word."
"What are you talking about?" Chu Hai asked hurriedly.
Sun Shiqi said: "I guarantee that Li Sizheng will return safely."
"That's good" Chu Hai breathed a sigh of relief, his face softened: "That's good He finally wants to show some face."
"My lord, be careful," Sun Shiqi said hurriedly.
He turned his head to look in the direction of the other courtyard of King Kong Temple, for fear that Fakong was looking over.
Although he doesn't know how Tianyantong is actually used, he judges that he should be able to see here.
Standing in the outer courtyard of King Kong Temple, it is possible to see this place at a glance, see everyone in the palace, and see his words and deeds with Chu Hai.
Chu Hai snorted: "If he can do it, I can't say it?"
"My lord, no matter what, if Li Sizheng is saved, it's worth it. The higher the price, the more the lord values ??her." Sun Shiqi said: "Li Sizheng will be more grateful."
"You don't need her to be grateful." Chu Hai waved his hand.
Sun Shiqi changed the topic and smiled: "Will the prince continue?"
"I'll go later!" Chu Hai said, "I still don't believe it now!"
He worked hard and insisted on getting Fakong to agree. If he couldn't do it in one day, it would be ten days, one hundred days, one year, two years.
?Water drips through stone, sincerely.
He did not believe that Fakong could persist for a year.
"Then, my lord, go quickly."
"Well, let's go."¡ª¡ª
Fakong and Li Ying stood side by side on a boulder on the top of the mountain, facing the wind, and everything in front of them could be looked down upon.
This boulder is long and narrow, protruding five meters forward. They seem to be standing in the void, trying to ride the wind.
Li Ying wore a black robe, her melon-seeded face was white and flawless, and her skin was soft and shiny, as if carved from suet white jade.
She stared fixedly into the distance, the direction she was looking at was the direction of the Tianhai Sword Sect, and she was worried about the conflict between the Six Paths of the Demon Sect and the Tianhai Sword Sect.
Fakong also took advantage of the situation to look over, his eyes were deep, his eyes passed through the barrier of space, and fell to Haitianya.
Under the Haitian Cliff, hundreds of people are fighting, caught in a stalemate, extremely tragic.
On one side are masters of the Tianhai Sword Sect, all wearing sapphire blue clothes, high-spirited, as sharp as a sword, and the spirit and spirit are integrated with the long sword in their hands.
The other party is a master of the Six Paths of the Mozong, with all kinds of clothes, wearing anything, and performing all kinds of martial arts.
Swordsmanship, knife technique, boxing technique, palm technique, kick technique, and even fingering technique, they fought fiercely with the masters of Tianhai Sword Sect.
One by one, the masters fell to the ground from time to time, unable to fight anymore, some were seriously injured, and some even died directly.
Fakong's deep eyes fell on them, thoughtful.
Li Ying said: "What are you looking at?"
&nbHe is too despicable, but his swordsmanship is exquisite and his coordination is mysterious.
It should be a powerful sword array.
The Tianhai Sword Sect's Mochen Sword Formation is famous all over the world, and the three of them are probably using the Little Mochen Sword Formation.
The little mote sword formation formed by three people is not as powerful as the mote sword formation with six people, but it has already gathered the power of the three people and even doubled it.
Under such circumstances, if three people fight against one person, unless their cultivation is far superior to them, it will be difficult to survive.
The burly middle-aged stared at the three of them unwillingly.
However, the three of them ignored him, thinking that the sword would surely kill him, so there was no need to waste time and energy.
They have rushed to another master of the Six Paths of the Demon Sect, and they are still masters of the Cantian Dao.
The masters of Can Tiandao rushed to the front and fought the most fiercely, and they also became the targets of the Tianhai Sword Sect's concentrated force to eliminate them.
Seeing another brother from the same school surrounded by them, the burly middle-aged man gritted his teeth, but all the strength was rushing out of his heart, weakness and darkness rushed in, and he wanted to drown himself and fall into eternal darkness and never wake up again.
He knew that as long as he fell into a coma, he would be completely dead, and he was unwilling to burn in his heart, supporting him not to be swallowed by the darkness.
Suddenly, a fine nectar fell from the sky and landed on Baihui Point, instantly dispelling the darkness and weakness in the mind, and vitality emerged instantly.
The viscera suddenly became light and powerful, and the heart was blocked, and the power no longer gushed out from here.
He turned his head and looked around, and found Fakong standing halfway up the mountain.
A purple gold cassock shone with golden light in the setting sun, and the top of Guangguang's head was also shining brightly. The whole person was bathed in the rays of light, like a fairy.
It wasn't just him, more than a dozen seriously injured and dying people all noticed something strange, looked over one after another, and saw Fakong.
In the rays of the setting sun, they were inexplicably shocked by the majestic Fakong, coupled with the surging vitality in their bodies, they were so moved that they even had the urge to pay respect and worship.
They suppressed this impulse, but couldn't help saluting.
Fakong stood on the tip of a piece of green bamboo, paid a tithe, which was regarded as repaying everyone's gift, and then a spell of pure heart fell down.