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Chapter 189 Darkroom Whispers
Twilight night is ten minutes.

Everything is silent under the moon, and the north wind is blowing outside.

In the dark room, only a weak candle flickered gently.

An elderly man with a stooped body and a hoarse voice said hoarsely:

"Young Master, the 'Lone Wolf Sword Immortal' has been taking the bait for a long time. He has been taking the 'Red Soul Pill' for several months now. If things continue like this, in half a year at most, he will definitely explode and die."

The next moment, a young man's voice with an indistinguishable timbre sounded softly:

"Very good, you continue to lurk next to the 'Lone Wolf Sword Immortal'. He has been eager to break the path this year, and has sought medical treatment in a hurry, so he still trusts you. You must continue to induce him to take the 'Red Soul Pill' on time. This medicine It can’t be broken.”

If he stopped taking this medicine, how could he die?
A particularly sarcastic and cold smile appeared on the young man's lips.

The old man hesitated for a moment, then said:
"Young Master, speaking of this, according to the usual practice tonight, it is the time for Yu Wenxin to take the 'Red Soul Pill' once every seven days.

But who would have expected that when his subordinate brought the elixir at night, the 'Lone Wolf Sword Immortal' hesitated for a moment and did not take the elixir on the spot. "

"Ok?"

The young man was slightly startled, "Really?"

He gently twisted the knot in his bun and said thoughtfully:

"This is a bit strange."

Yu Wenxin regards martial arts as his fate and has the most unruly and conceited temperament.

Since last year, the city lord of Fuji City, the "Qiankun Sword Immortal" Xue Kunyu, also entered the mysterious realm of immortals a few years after the "Thousand-year-old Sword Immortal" Fu Jingci in the Southern Dynasties. Yu Wenxin was the only one among the three great sword immortals in the world. , still struggling in the immortal realm.

——This kind of psychological gap makes it extremely difficult for the always proud "Lone Wolf Sword Immortal" to accept.

Because of this, he acted more and more extreme, which allowed them to take advantage of the loophole and successfully donate the "Red Soul Pill".

"Red Soul Pill" is the latest secret medicine from Xijiang that they have refined in recent years. It has never entered the world before, and no one knows its effectiveness.

Taking this product for the first time will indeed make the person taking it full of energy and feel refreshed in a short period of time.

However, if it is taken for a long time, then for ordinary warriors, it can take as short as a few months or as long as a year, and the evil energy will inevitably enter the body and the true energy will escape, and eventually the body will explode and die.

Given the high level of martial arts and the stability of "Lone Wolf Sword Immortal" Yu Wenxin's Taoist heart, it would probably take some time to completely destroy him with this thing alone.

The young man lowered his head and frowned, muttering to himself:

"He has been eager to break through to the Immortal Realm this year. Whenever the day comes for you to donate elixirs, he will take them as soon as possible, and then use his energy to absorb the effects. Why is he suddenly not in a hurry today?"

The old man's voice was mute and his tone was equally confused.

"According to the observation of my subordinates, I was originally going to take the 'Lone Wolf Sword Immortal', but I hesitated because I had already reached my mouth with the 'Red Soul Pill'. I don't know why I thought of it.

However, he has accepted the stuff, so he will probably take it after he comes here, right? "

Speaking of this, the old man seemed not very sure.

The young man sighed slightly and said nonchalantly:
"It doesn't matter, Yu Wenxin's side is just a hidden chess piece buried in advance. Whether he dies or not, there is no rush.

However, my current status makes it difficult for me to get close to him, so you have to work harder to keep an eye on him.If anything changes, call Nightingale at any time. "

"Yes, my lord."

The old man responded respectfully, and then asked: "Young Master, since Hanyong in the Northern Dynasty is just your back-up move, I am not in a hurry to make a move. I wonder if the 'chessboard' on the Tianchen side of the Southern Dynasty is now within the expectations of the Young Master. .”

The young man laughed and shook his head.

"Speaking of this matter, it is indeed much better than I originally expected. With the first chess piece falling at the beginning of the third year of Jing'an, it went so smoothly that I can't believe it."

The old man poured a cup of tea and bowed and handed it to the young man.

"Thanks to the young master's clever calculations, we can always take the lead."

When the young man heard this, he shook his head, sighed, and said:

"It can only be said that we have been hiding in the dark for many years, working hard, step by step, and not daring to show any slack, so that we can achieve what we have today. But..."

He took the tea cup, but put it on the coffee table without drinking.

"Brother is afraid that he will blame me."

The old man also fell silent after hearing this. After a long while, he reluctantly comforted him:

"Although His Royal Highness the Eighth Commandery Prince is feeling depressed now, in the future he will always understand the young master's painstaking efforts and planning and sacrifices over the years."

The young man sighed and said, "It's only strange that we were incompetent in the past few years and couldn't get close to my brother, so he was kept in the dark for so many years and still served the master who killed his father and his enemy.

That year, I suddenly found my brother and forcibly involved him in this crisis. Now he has resentment and anger in his heart. As a younger brother, I can naturally understand. "

Hearing what the young man said, a trace of resentment flashed through the eyes of the old man, and he said in a hoarse voice:

"How can you blame the young master for this? It is clearly the betrayal of Yu Wenbu, and the master also mistakenly trusted that old man Yu Wenyu back then!
There are also the Southern Dynasty royal family and the Xie family who were meddling in their own affairs, which caused their lord to be counterattacked by the enemy bandits. They sacrificed their lives to avoid being captured and humiliated. These people deserve to die! "

The young man smiled lightly and shook his head slightly.

"After Xie Lin and his three sons passed away one after another, the Xie family in Xunyang no longer had any useful children.

Today, although the Xie family in Xunyang still retains its reputation, how is it any different from death? ——Oh, by the way, that Xie Huanzhang can barely be regarded as a figure. With his frail body, he gathered the hearts of the literary world of the Southern Dynasties. I heard that he even went on a mission to Western Xinjiang two years ago?

However, he was born unable to practice martial arts, let alone the 'Hetu Swordsmanship', and his achievements could only go so far. "

The old man pondered for a moment and nodded slowly.

"What the young master said is not even true. Among the descendants of the Xie family, there is a remarkable person with a foreign surname.

Although he is a rare big man, it is a pity. "

This time, the young man remained silent for a longer time.

After a moment, he completely hid the expression on his face under the dim light and shadow, and his voice had almost no fluctuation.

"Strictly speaking, when my father was in trouble, the 'Thousand-year-old Sword Immortal' was not yet born. She had nothing to do with what happened back then, and she was indeed innocent when she was implicated.

In fact, I had studied her life a few years ago at the beginning of the layout. Her Highness was worthy of the Buddha's heart and bones, and she had no knowledge of the incident involving the Southern Dynasties temple and the Xie family.

But who told her that Fu Jingci was the descendant of the Xie family's "Hetu Swordsmanship" and that she was the Dinghai Shenzhen of Nanchao Tianchen?
——Extreme wisdom will be hurt, deep love will not last long.She was supposed to be a master who would be remembered for thousands of years, but it was a pity.

That year, I personally designed and broke this unique and superior "Sword of Heaven", and I often regretted that it was a waste of natural resources. "

The young man sighed softly, as if he really cherished his talent.

But the next moment, he hardened his heart again.

Because the "Thousand-year-old Sword Immortal" is the bloodline of the Tianchen Fu family and the Xunyang Xie family of the Southern Dynasty, it is the biggest stumbling block for him to avenge his blood feud.

Therefore, he could only make all his conspiracies, interlocking and complete plans, and first remove her, the "boulder" that would surely become an obstacle in the future.

only……

The young man frowned deeply. He always felt that everything seemed to be going smoothly and strangely.

According to their original layout design, even if they tried their best, racked their brains, and put in all their efforts, at most they could only design to hold back the "Thousand-year-old Sword Immortal" for a period of time, or prevent her from disrupting the situation or delaying their follow-up actions.

Who knew that the final result would be...so unexpected!

"Thousand-year-old Sword Immortal" is actually dead?

It certainly exceeded his initial expectations.

The old man must have thought of the same thing as the young man.

He was silent for a moment and then said hesitantly:
"Although I know that I shouldn't exaggerate my ambition and destroy my prestige, my subordinates always have an unreal feeling."

The old man thought of something, frowned and continued:
"Furthermore, since that incident, His Highness the Eighth Commandery Prince has been depressed, stuck in his ways, and has never left his residence.

His current residence is impregnable. If His Highness the Eighth Prince refuses to go out, our nightingale will not be able to send messages to contact him at all. "

The young man sighed upon hearing this.

"Presumably, my brother did this on purpose. At that time, he was filled with grief and anger and acted impulsively without having time to think carefully about the situation.

Later, when the incident subsided and he calmed down, he naturally realized that we had deliberately let him know his life experience, and also deliberately designed for him to participate in the chess game.

He drew his sword against the person he cherished and admired in his heart, and was the last 'straw' that broke her.

——Brother must be depressed, unable to let go of the past easily, and even less willing to contact us anymore. "

The old man sighed.

"Yes, that person was supposed to be a genius among the four realms of martial arts who made the world look up to him, but he was attacked from both sides in one day and was betrayed by the people he trusted the most.

Tsk... 'The best sword in the world', 'the best sword in the Southern Dynasties', the leader in the swordsmanship of the world... And such a person was not even as good as the weak one when he died. It's a pity, what a pity.

I don’t know if she was unwilling to give up her hatred, and whether she could close her eyes when she passed away. "

The young man was silent for a moment.

After a while, he raised the tea cup on the coffee table and slowly dropped it to the ground, as if the empty cup was in memory of someone.

Putting down the tea cup, the young man shook his head gently, seeming to be mocking, but also sympathetic:

"But no matter whether she is unwilling or not, Emperor Tianchen will not allow her to 'die', so she will have to live despite her death, and will not even be able to enjoy a decent posthumous honor."

The old man also sighed.

"The Tian family is ruthless, as expected."

The young man chuckled, his tone cold.

“It’s what she believes in that is inhumane, no one else can blame her.

If it weren't for the cold-hearted emperor of the Southern Dynasties who destroyed the Great Wall, how could our situation have been so smooth?Now everything is ready, all we need is the east wind. "

He let out a long sigh and said in a sweet voice:
"Today, things are about to change."

The gentleman is careful not to deceive the dark room.

It's a pity that he has never been a noble gentleman, but a murderous evil spirit who came from the blue sky and stepped on countless mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

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