Volume 7: Looking back at the rivers and lakes, the road ahead is long Chapter 347: The Power of a Word
"Bang!"
The wine glass fell to the ground and shattered.
This is truly an exquisite jade cup, carved with phoenixes and painted with them. It is not only crystal clear and flawless, but can also glow at midnight. It is a rare treasure brought by merchants from the Western Regions from afar, and its price is worth a fortune.
And half a quarter of an hour ago, this treasure that was enough to attract many people in the martial arts world to fight for it was held in the hands of the most beautiful woman recognized in the martial arts world, filled with the most exquisite wine.
But just now, when Murong Qiudi received the news of Jin Laoqi's death, she threw the treasure in her hand to the ground without any reluctance to vent her anger.
Murong Qiudi slumped in her chair. Ever since Shangguan Xiaoxian, she had been considered the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world. Not only was her reputation supreme, but her food, clothing, housing, and transportation were all luxurious. She ate the finest delicacies, drank fine vintage wines, lived in magnificent mansions, and drove luxurious cars.
But now, that beautiful face that was as white as snow and as beautiful as a lotus flower emerging from the water had turned a little pale, with a hint of blue in the white. Even the two most moving eyes exuded a kind of frightening, almost pathological madness.
She sat in the pavilion, her ten fingers already trembling with shivering breaths. The wind and snow pushed in, making her thin shoulders look even thinner.
Whether Jin Laoqi is dead or alive is of no importance to her.
This man was a traitor and had evil ambitions. Even Li Muchan was kept in the dark, so she didn't care about his life or death at all, and was even happy to give him a ride.
But if Li Muchan killed this person, it would be completely different.
Especially that piece of news, the news that anyone who returned to the Tianxia Alliance would be forgiven, was the source of her anger and even fear.
Once this order is issued, the public unrest is only secondary; the real problem is the hidden murderous intent.
Li Muchan said that rewards should be given according to merit, but where did the merit come from?
Of course, they took it from the leaders of their alliance.
If someone said this, the first reaction of people in the world would be doubt and questioning, then hesitation, and finally someone would make up their mind and make a choice.
But if Li Muchan said this, it would mean that her death was about to come, and the end of Tianzun was also about to come.
Who is Li Muchan?
This man is popular and ambitious, and his style of doing things is completely different from those of them. Money paves the way for him, and more importantly, he is a man of his word and will never go back on his word. Coupled with his unrivaled strength, even a fool would know what to choose.
Once this order was issued, it was a hundred times or a thousand times more terrifying than a hunting order. Although it did not contain the word "kill", it was filled with murderous aura that made people tremble.
Li Muchan doesn't even need to take action himself. I believe that many people and forces will not mind serving him, and they can't wait and will fight to curry favor with this ghost prince.
No, someone in the martial arts world has already given this martial arts legend a new name.
King of No Form.
Not only will outsiders take action, but will the subordinates and confidants she has recruited betray her?
Then Murong Qiu fell on the table like a bird with broken wings, spilling all the food and wine on the table.
She originally thought that after years of hard work, she was able to compete with the giant Li Muchan, but now she found that others could destroy her with just a few words.
Li Muchan's words were spoken to others as well as to herself. As long as she bowed her head and admitted defeat, and returned to the World Alliance, she would be forgiven and avoid disaster.
But how could Murong Qiudi admit defeat, and she would never admit defeat.
Murong Qiudi's eyes suddenly revealed a ferocious look of someone being driven into a desperate situation. "You want me to bow my head and beg for mercy? Wishful thinking!"
And there was another person in the pavilion, that was Mr. Bai.
It seemed as if this person had never noticed Murong Qiudi's loss of composure from beginning to end. He kept sipping the fine wine in his hand slowly and savoring it, looking at the white snow outside the pavilion, and responded calmly.
"What should we do now?" Murong Qiudi suddenly returned to her previous elegance and grace.
Mr. Bai said without hesitation, "There's no way out now. We should give it our all to fight for a chance of victory."
Murong Qiudi's expression was calm, as if he was no longer the one trapped in a deadly situation. Then, understandingly, he gave the order, "Pass it down. All disciples of the Heavenly Lord are to immediately sweep across the martial arts world of the seven provinces of Jiangnan, including Peacock Villa. Those who obey me will prosper, and those who oppose me will perish."
She would rather die than submit.
Just after she made this decision, a scream suddenly came from a corridor in the snow.
"Miss, this is bad!"
Murong Qiudi turned around and saw a maid crawling over to her and kneeling on the snow. "Miss, the master... he was killed."
" Father !"
Murong Qiudi thought about it and immediately jumped into the wind and snow, rushing towards the mansion .
But just as she jumped out of the pavilion, the maid kneeling on the ground silently shot out 64 hidden weapons from her sleeves, each of which was highly poisonous and extremely deadly.
It was the Tang Clan's unique secret technique, a rain of flowers from the sky.
Looking at the overwhelming and dense rain of hidden weapons in front of him, Murong Qiudi opened his almond-shaped eyes wide, and suddenly a long sword came out of his sleeve. The sword hissed, breaking through the wind and snow. The shaking sword body turned into sword shadows all over the sky, and a series of strange sounds of metal clashing were made in the air.
The maid was obviously thin, but she uttered a strong male voice, "Hiss, Xie family swordsmanship!"
As he finished speaking, the man lifted up a cloak from behind him like a magic trick and wrapped it around himself. When Murong Qiudi cut it in half with a sword, only a few pieces of rags were left in the flying snow, and there was no trace of a human figure.
“Hehehe, I never thought that the eldest daughter of the dignified Murong family, the famous lady from a prominent family who is famous throughout Jiangnan, and the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world, would actually be the Lord of the Heavenly Venerable.”
Although the person is gone, his words remain.
Murong Qiudi was about to chase after him, but when she turned around, she saw a person standing deep in the corridor.
He was an old man with gray hair, wearing a blue satin robe. He stared at Murong Qiudi with an expression of disbelief written all over his face.
This person is none other than the Jiangnan hero Murong Zheng.
Because of the incident with Xie Xiaofeng, this man was so angry that he became seriously ill. In the end, it was Li Muchan who ordered people to treat him, and only then was he able to live longer.
"Haha, Murong Zheng, you hate evil and have a reputation as a hero, but the daughter you raised is so secretive and does so many good things. Not only has your reputation been ruined, but even the Murong family has been badly affected. I really feel sorry for you." The man added fuel to the fire.
Murong Zheng never dreamed that his well-behaved and sensible daughter would actually be the notorious Lord of Heaven.
“You…you…”
Murong Zheng's lips moved, he raised his hand and pointed, his whole body trembling with anger.
Just as Murong Qiudi was panicking, she saw Murong Zheng's throat moving, and then a cloud of dark red blood mist spurted out of his throat. His face was as pale as gold paper, and he fell straight to the ground.
This time, it is not only Tianzun who will be doomed, but the Murong family will also be buried with him.
"father!"
When Murong Qiudi arrived closer, he saw that this martial arts master who had been famous for many years had already died, and his eyes were never closed until his death.
"Ah! Li Muchan, I cannot stand with you!"
