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Chapter 212: Eternal Entanglement

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    The news of Zheng Xiu's death is still spreading to farther and more remote places.  Even in the barbarian kingdoms outside the borders of the Yan Dynasty, many tribal kings felt sad when they heard about the end of the mistress of Da Qin.  Whether it is the Qin Dynasty or the Yan Qi Dynasty, these remote kingdoms or tribes that make a living on herding, hunting and fishing are collectively called the Central Plains Dynasty.  The Central Plains dynasty means prosperity and enlightenment. In fact, most of these remote kingdoms or tribes want to lead their armies to break through the territory, get a piece of the pie from these Central Plains dynasties, or become a part of them.  In a sense, Jiaodong County has always been looked down upon by the old dignitaries of the Qin Dynasty, because in their eyes, Jiaodong County is no different from those fishermen tribes that smell like fish.  Jiaodong County and Zheng Xiu were actually vaguely targets of successful counterattacks by these barbarian tribes.  Especially when Zheng Xiu became the mistress of Changling and many of the battles between them were fought by her, Zheng Xiu became a god-like existence in the minds of many barbarian tribes.  Fear, respect, worship.  Many barbarian tribe leaders who are enemies of Zheng Xiu are actually looking forward to meeting this legendary queen who combines beauty and power one day.  Many people are in an inexplicable bad mood because of this.  Especially some barbarian kings who lent troops to the Yan Dynasty in the past. Many times in the past, although they knew it was impossible, they kept saying that they would break into Changling and capture Zheng Xiu to be their concubine.  Now that Zheng Xiu has died, the usual sources of speculation and fun conversations are gone. It¡¯s like an important program that will never happen again in the future.  A certain tribal king broke his favorite wine glass in anger.  A certain tribal king burned a set of brocade clothes to wear when entering Changling. ?¡­ ?The atmosphere in many palaces is very cold and weird.  However, the coldest and weirdest place is naturally the palace in Changling.  Emperor Yuanwu left the port after being injured, but did not return to the Qin Palace in Changling. Instead, he went directly to the newly built Afang Palace at the foot of Lishan Mountain.  The palace there is indeed very new, spectacular and larger in scale.  Some official residences and institutions are also moving there one after another.  However, at least before this, there was no decree to abolish the Changling Palace.  The vast majority of the palace people are still in Changling Palace.  So this is the silence on both sides.  There were very few people in the palaces on both sides.  It all looks like a dead city, full of life and death.  Among the kings in the world, the most intriguing thing is naturally Yuan Wu's mood at this time.  But besides Yuan Wu, who else can know his emotions at this time? ?¡­ ?Yuanwu is in a bedroom in the deepest part of Afang Palace.  All the utensils in his bedroom were made of a strange black jade. Even though the bed was covered with the softest mattress in the world, it was still too hard for Yuan Wu at this time.  He was very tired at this time. Fighting against an evenly matched opponent consumed too much of his energy and energy. This battle was even more draining on his mind than the Lushan Alliance.  What he needs most is rest, but he can't sleep.  You cannot sleep peacefully in any position.  He rested his injured arm on the cushion of the bed, not daring to make any movement, but even so.  The pain still caused his body to tremble slightly.  The bones are broken and the meridians are shattered, making it difficult to maintain health.  For a long time, he could only lie still.  But in his perception, the most painful thing came from the true energy flowing in his body.  For a practitioner like him, true essence is the qi and blood that provides nutrients all over his body. During countless years of practice, it has integrated the essence of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, constantly removed impurities, condensed, and changed, and the true essence flowing in his body has  Yuan was already the best elixir in the world, and it was the elixir most suitable for him.  These elixirs promote the continuous enhancement of his body's functions, giving him more energy and even stimulating his potential.  However, the true energy flowing in his body is no longer like this.  When Zheng Xiu fought with him, he suddenly aroused the vitality of the stars that even he could not detect. Even to outsiders, he forced all those stars out of his body at once.  However, there is an essential difference between the power of vitality and the impurities of substance.  Just like countless ox-hair steel needles piercing the body can be easily removed, but in the process of many practitioners' practice, the medicinal properties of some drugs used to quickly increase spiritual energy have already merged with the blood, making them indistinguishable and difficult to remove.  HeThe true energy and sea of ????qi in the body have become completely different wherever the star energy travels, shines, and penetrates.  In his current perception, his true energy makes him feel a little strange.  Strangeness is a disadvantage.  Even though the power of the true energy has not diminished at all, the true energy flowing in his body is like a slow poison.  This is a real broken thread, entangled Although Zheng Xiu is dead, her unique power, her vitality, is still eroding his body and will, including his  confidence.  It is impossible to even remove the shadow of Zheng Xiu from his mind.  "Too vicious!" He became hysterically angry for no reason, his face was distorted, and he cursed softly and sternly in the room where no one else was.  He himself couldn¡¯t even remember how many times this happened.  But in the depths of his mind, there seemed to be a Zheng Xiu standing vividly, smiling contemptuously at him, taunting him. Those Linglian seeds originally belonged to her alone, and he wanted to take them himself.  In Zheng Xiu's sarcastic voice, the clearest and most resounding sentence is, "From today on, your cultivation level will only decline and will not rise again." "Do I really want to be like Wang Jing back then?  Like a dream, am I defeated at your hands?" Yuan Wu's face turned from distorted to dull. He finally temporarily removed Zheng Xiu's shadow and Zheng Xiu's voice from his mind, and then issued two orders, "Zhao Bai  "Let Zhao Gao go back to Changling" and "order Zhao Gao to Epang Palace".  An old man heard Yuan Wu's voice in Afang Palace.  He is Xu Fu.  He couldn't help but sigh softly.  At this moment, he suddenly thought that Yuan Wu had always seemed to be a loner, and he never seemed to have friends around him.  At this moment, footsteps sounded outside his door.  An official sent a letter.  What shocked him was that as soon as he received the letter, he knew that the letter came from Bashan Sword Field and Ding Ning.  The handwriting on the letter was very familiar to him, and it was exactly the same as Wang Jingmeng's handwriting in the past.  But the content itself made his body tremble slightly.  The letter only asked one sentence: Does he care about the life, death and future of those hundreds of boys and girls?   Friends who read books, you can search for "" and you will find this site as soon as possible.
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