Chapter 14: My Lord, I Want to Live (Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!)

Under the night sky.

The sky was filled with firelight, reflecting the sky, and heaven and earth were fiery red, as if heaven and earth were burning.

Long Ying's tattooed face kept squirming and twisting. His eyes stared fiercely at Feng Zhongyi. His intact left arm had already been raised slightly, and his broad-boned palm was about to be raised to give Feng Zhongyi a slap on the forehead and shoot him dead.

Fear before the battle.

Today's battle was a muddled defeat.

The enemy didn't have many people; they just set a few fires. Originally, it could have been easily extinguished. He sat in the prison, guarding strictly, and could have resisted the enemy.

But there was this coward in front of him who messed up his own position.

It didn't matter if Feng Zhongyi was afraid alone; he actually triggered a chain reaction, causing no one to put out the fire, the fire grew, directly swallowing the village, forcing him to choose to retreat. If he continued to stay in place, he would be burned to death.

They had already retreated, but this Feng Zhongyi was still shouting and saying all these discouraging words.

Long Ying scolded: "Shut up!"

Watching Feng Zhongyi stop talking, Long Ying looked into the distance, watching Seeing Dou Changsheng, who was carrying his hands behind his back, with a magnificent momentum and a Grandmaster's aura, walking step by step, and said calmly: "I, Long Ying, am not one of these cowards."

"Afraid just by hearing the word Grandmaster."

"If it were really a Grandmaster, why go to such trouble and set a fire? Just move into the village."

"I just completed the Five Qi Converging at the Origin, just a Primordial True Realm. A Pure Yin Grandmaster who releases the Yin Spirit can kill me easily."

Long Ying's broad-boned left hand slowly pulled out a long whip from his waist. This long whip was about five feet long, like a centipede, filled with sections.

Each section was cast from refined steel, and it was strung together with some kind of steel wire. As Long Ying shook it, Primordial true qi surged out, wantonly twisting the soft long whip, and it began to gradually harden, as if it had turned into a straight long spear.

"I don't believe it."

"I want to see."

"Is there really a Grandmaster?"

Long Ying shook his arm, and the entire sleeve of his clothes swelled up like an inflated ball, surprisingly thick, buzzing and vibrating violently. The long whip softened again, and in the air, a whip was lashed down.

The force exploded, the sound of breaking through the air rang out, like the sound of thunder, and the Primordial true qi surged out wantonly, like a long river, rolling and impacting forward.

The mud and gravel melted instantly and evaporated.

This whip had amazing momentum and infinite power.

Long Ying had no reservations. To test a Pure Yin Grandmaster, Long Ying was holding a determination to die.

This was a gamble; if he didn't succeed, he would die.

The momentum was indomitable, making Feng Zhongyi, who was on the side, stare until his eyes split.

What are you doing?

Long Ying doing this?

Isn't he putting himself in a desperate situation?

Everyone sees through it but doesn't say it; just deal with it simply, and it's enough to report back to the superiors.

How much monthly salary do you get?

Actually playing with your life here.

This Seeing Dou Changsheng is a disguise of a direct descendant of the Xiangzhou Wang Clan. If you really kill him, the Xiangzhou Wang Clan will have no reaction at the time, proving to the Prime Minister that it has nothing to do with them, but after the Northern Lands dispute passes, the Xiangzhou Wang Clan will definitely have a Grandmaster come out of seclusion to play in the area where you are active, and if they are not careful, they will kill you.

At that time, will the Prime Minister hold the Wang Clan accountable for this?

Impossible.

What are you, worthy of the Prime Minister going to such trouble?

Dying is dying in vain.

You just obey yourself, treat Seeing Dou Changsheng as having the protection of the Wang Clan Grandmaster, and what can the superiors say afterwards?

Do you really think that being removed from the genealogy and changing your surname makes Seeing Dou Changsheng no longer a disciple of the Xiangzhou Wang Clan?

The superiors will definitely have to consider the Wang Clan. Everyone will just laugh it off and let it pass. At most, they will scold a few times, which is painless. You are good, I am good, everyone is good.

Feng Zhongyi was both shocked and angry.

He hated that iron could not become steel.

Did he really think that when he saw the Earth Walker die and ran away immediately, he was afraid?

No, it was because he thought that killing Seeing Dou Changsheng would not only have no merit but would have faults; it was not that he was afraid of death.

Feng Zhongyi's eyes, however, had become dangerous, staring fixedly at Long Ying's back. If he revealed Seeing Dou Changsheng's true strength, Long Ying would definitely react. His abnormality today was just to escape punishment.

Then if it reached the True Person, where would his path to survival be?

This Long Ying was not giving him a path to survival.

He was going to let him die.

Feng Zhongyi's gaze became more and more dangerous, looking at Long Ying's back, and finally looking at the few people on the side.

These were just Postnatal martial artists, not a single Primordial martial artist.

Primordial martial artists were not Chinese cabbage. This time, to plunder the military pay, so many Primordial martial artists were gathered, but more were Postnatal martial artists.

With his speed, killing them was not difficult at all.

But in the end, Feng Zhongyi restrained himself because Long Ying's strength was too strong, not something he could deal with.

Watching Long Ying's long whip dance, like a stormy sea, with amazing momentum, that indomitable momentum, placing himself in a desperate situation and then living, the power grew again, and Feng Zhongyi couldn't help but feel the intention to retreat.

Wait.

Indomitable.

Feng Zhongyi suddenly muttered in his heart.

Then he accurately grasped the point. Although Long Ying believed his judgment and thought the hope of a Grandmaster was not great, he was also influenced by his words. After all, this defeat was muddled and too fast, so he had no reservations and no defense at all for the back.

This was the opportunity.

Do it, or run away directly?

Two thoughts arose in Feng Zhongyi's mind, and the thought of running away disappeared.

The Prime Minister was powerful, and his authority was overwhelming; where could he run?

Running away was the biggest risk.

Kill Long Ying, show favor to the Wang Clan, defect to the Shogunate, and have the protection of a big force to survive.

Feng Zhongyi understood everything in an instant. For a rotten person like him, there had never been the word loyalty. With a leap, a whirlwind suddenly arose, surrounding his body, arriving later but reaching first, and he had already come directly to Long Ying's side.

This lightness skill, he dared not say it was one of the best, but it also exceeded 90% of Primordial martial artists.

Feng Zhongyi knew that coming close could not be hidden from Long Ying, so he said directly: "So what if it's a Grandmaster?"

"It's just death."

"I'm here to help you, my lord."

Long Ying only showed a moved expression, and the emotion in his heart had just appeared, when he immediately realized something was wrong. He knew clearly what kind of person his own people were; where were there any good people?

But just at this time, he felt a pain in his back, and a soft sword, soft as if it had no bones, had pierced into his body from behind, stirring up his internal organs.

Long Ying's eyes went black, and he didn't leave any words, his corpse falling to the ground with a bang.

A moment of negligence, and he was successfully ambushed by his own people.

The martial arts world is so dangerous; if you are not careful, you will be separated from your head.

Feng Zhongyi landed gracefully, looked at the corpse, and sighed: "My lord."

"I want to live!" ===== CHAPTER 15 =====