C125 (1/2)

In the forest on the western outskirts of capital, borrowing the faint glow of lightning, one could vaguely see a few waves of black-clothed people fighting each other. The murderous atmosphere filled the entire forest.

”This prince hasn't left for ten years. I didn't expect that there would still be so many people who are concerned about me.”

Jun Mohan wore an arrogant black cape and the black robes he wore had long ago been drenched by the rain, revealing his perfect figure.

At this moment, he held a shining long sword and coldly looked at the black-clothed man who had surrounded him.

”Don't worry. Every year, today, I will burn more paper money for you.”

The leading black clothed man looked at him with contempt, taking out his sharp sword, he rushed towards Jun Mohan like an arrow leaving the bow.

”Kill!”

The deafening sound of swords clashing resounded throughout the forest. The sound of the rain could not cover this hostility.

The wind blew past and lifted the leaves into the air. The rain was falling harder now, mercilessly slapping their faces and preventing them from opening their eyes. The sword qi attacked people, the world was filled with desolate and murderous intent.

Jun Mohan held the sharp sword horizontally across his chest, his gaze never leaving the black clothed man, his cold face revealing a faint killing intent.

Suddenly, his body was like a beautiful dragon as it shuttled back and forth between the black clothed men, slicing his throat with one saber strike. There were not a single survivor among the dozens of people closest to him.

Another bolt of lightning streaked across the sky. One could see that the sword in his hand had long since been dyed red with blood, falling drop by drop onto the ground.

The fierce wind suddenly changed, and a pitch black cold light shot towards Jun Mohan's throat. He quickly raised his sword to meet the incoming attack. Before the sword had arrived, the cold sword energy had already shattered the west wind! He stepped back seven feet, his back pressed against the trunk of a tree.

”Jun Mohan, long time no see!”

The man had a head of silvery-white hair. His black robe and hair were flowing elegantly. He didn't tie them or tie them, and they fluttered slightly. His figure hung in the air like a god descending to this world. There was a faint flow of luster on his skin, and his eyes flashed with a thousand different kinds of glaze. Her appearance was as beautiful as a painting, so beautiful that she didn't seem like a real person at all.

”So it's Lord state advisor. He's still so persistent after so many years.”

Jun Mohan suddenly sneered, a stern look flashed past her eyes, but returned to normal after a short while.

Only now did the slight numbing pain on his hands remind him that state advisor's power had increased by quite a bit.

He suppressed the shock in his heart and steadily inserted his sword into the muddy ground without changing his expression.

It seemed that today's battle was unavoidable.

”I think you already know my goal. As long as you obediently hand over the blueprint, I will let you live for one more year. You, a dying man, will not be able to take the paper with you. Why don't you give it to me? When I unite the world, even though you will be buried underground for a long time, I will still remember your love. ”Besides, that blueprint isn't yours.”

The Xi Liang state advisor said disdainfully as he casually fiddled with his silver hair.

”Is that so? state advisor must be joking! This prince does not know what you are talking about? ”

As soon as the words left his mouth, he pulled the sword out of the ground and thrust it out in all directions.

”You're courting death!”

The Xi Liang state advisor shouted coldly, he flung his black robes and ten silver white needles shot towards Jun Mohan. He then soared into the sky, and a ball of blazing fire suddenly appeared on his palm. With a long roar, the flame flew up and struck Jun Mohan's chest.

However, Jun Mohan was also not someone to be trifled with. Before he managed to retract the sharp sword, he struck out with his palm towards the Xi Liang state advisor, borrowing the force from his own palm to retreat a few steps.

He spat out a mouthful of blood. His pale face was even more frightening.

”Jun Mohan, don't needlessly resist. I suggest that you hand it over. Do you still remember this? ”

state advisor took out a mysterious black box. He slowly opened it up, and saw a fat, stinking bug lying inside, staring at him with its pair of green, oily eyes.

Seeing that, Jun Mohan squinted his black eyes, suddenly killing intent flashed past his eyes, of course he remembered, he would not forget even until death.

This disgusting bug had pestered him for more than ten years. Every year, during the full moon and midautumn, he would suffer unspeakably. He was neither a human nor a ghost, so he could only live in the cold ice cellar. That sort of cold and dark place was his nightmare for the rest of his life.

Even more so, the imperial doctors asserted that he wouldn't live past twenty years of age. Although the women of capital liked this set of skin, they kept away from him, afraid that he would infect them with sickness.

However, she was the only one who gave him hope.

”So it turns out that Xi Liang state advisor likes to raise insects.”

Jun Mohan coldly spat out a few words, his palm striking towards the Xi Liang state advisor, once again raising his sword and thrusting towards his neck.

If it was just a guess before, then now the truth was revealed.

He was going to pay for those who had been hating him.

The sword in his hand immediately turned into an icicle as his body and the sword became one. The threatening sword Qi even made the leaves on the branches fall.

This scene was absolutely miserable! Perfectly gorgeous! Cold Killing!