Chapter 380

Tang Lanzhou stared fixedly at that face.

He knew that the person who killed his wife had already been killed by Li Miao, and what he saw now was just another Yingzhou Heaven-Man. But the fluctuation of his emotions still caused his temples to throb, and he couldn't help but reach out and press his eyebrows.

The official from just now walked out, supported him, and said worriedly.

"Teacher, are you a bit tired?"

"If your body is unwell, why not let me do it for you..."

Tang Lanzhou shook his head with effort.

"No, you can't."

"Accompanying this old man to go crazy is already fulfilling the friendship between you and me. This matter can only be done by me, and only my life can carry it; you shouldn't die here, nor can you carry this matter."

"Go, call General Han."

The official hesitated for a moment, sighed, and turned into the door.

A moment later, the leader of the Imperial Guard walked out.

"Lord Tang."

"General Han, I remember you came from the Xiaolingwei, right?"

"Yes."

"Go find Commander Zhu Shoujing and tell him I saw a Yingzhou Heaven-Man chasing someone toward the city gate."

The leader of the Imperial Guard's face changed drastically.

Tang Lanzhou joined the ship halfway, but he was a Xiaolingwei Heaven-Man planted in the Imperial Guard by Zhu Shoujing; he knew the background of Yingzhou very well, and he also knew what Li Miao said before falling into a deep sleep.

Yingzhou had split.

Inherited for a thousand years, dozens of generations of people had been imprisoned on the island by An Qisheng since birth, living silently and dying silently. Zheng Anqis's rebellion and the appearance of Penglai were not coincidences, but inevitable results. Yingzhou was fundamentally a powder keg that would explode at any time, only forcibly suppressed by An Qisheng.

And now, An Qisheng was seriously injured.

All Yingzhou Heaven-Men felt that trace of "nature" fluctuation.

They saw the hope of freedom.

So rebellion and hunting happened logically.

The current An Qisheng had instead become the one fleeing for his life everywhere.

However, the leader of the Imperial Guard knew very well that An Qisheng's weakness was only temporary. According to Li Miao, the reason he was able to seriously injure An Qisheng was largely because An Qisheng's "nature" was divided among the Yingzhou Heaven-Men.

Every time a Yingzhou Heaven-Man died, An Qisheng would recover a point.

This was a process of mutual hunting, and if left alone, An Qisheng would most likely win in the end. Compared to the civil officials, the Eastern Depot, Yingzhou, and Ji Tianrui, the constantly recovering An Qisheng was the real heart-trouble.

Thinking of this, the leader of the Imperial Guard bowed.

"Lord Tang, wait a moment, I'll be right back!"

He did not return to the palace, but chased in the direction where An Qisheng and the Yingzhou Heaven-Man left, and reached out to crush a Gu worm in his bosom.

At the same time, Zhu Shoujing, who was in the palace, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Found him, An Qisheng."

He turned his head to look to the side.

"Your Majesty."

The Emperor waved his hand.

"You go, protect the Yingzhou Heaven-Man first, no need to try to kill An Qisheng, wait for me to arrive."

"Yes!"

Zhu Shoujing bowed and waved his hand.

"Go!"

He took several Heaven-Men of the Xiaolingwei, Ruan Mei, and several surrendered retainers, flashed out of the door, and flew toward the outside of the palace.

And in the palace, the Emperor did not move.

He just quietly looked at the coffin in front of him, holding his breath and focusing, carefully observing every condition of Li Miao in his sleep.

Suddenly, his face changed.

The expression of Li Miao in his sleep changed, from his original expressionless face, instantly becoming ferocious. This was an expression that had never appeared on Li Miao's face, extremely resentful, like a ghost from hell.

The Emperor pointed at Li Miao's eyebrows without hesitation.

After a while, Li Miao's expression slowly calmed down.

The Emperor breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned to look at Zhu Zai beside him: "Official Zhu, I will go see An Qisheng's situation first; if I can end him, maybe I can solve Big Li's predicament."

"Be careful, now there is still Ji Tianrui who has not appeared, and Liu Jin is hiding in the dark, don't be careless."

Zhu Zai nodded.

"Understood."

The Emperor flashed out of the door and chased in the direction Zhu Shoujing left.

On the court side, except for the sleeping Li Miao, almost all other Heaven-Man combat power had gone out in full force, chasing after An Qisheng. And further ahead, the people chasing behind An Qisheng had also increased from one to three.

"Island Master, wait—I have something to say!"

"An Qisheng, die!"

"You old dog, give my grandfather's body back!"

Three people, one woman and two men, all middle-aged, their realms were all a cut above the retainers, staring fixedly at the fleeing An Qisheng ahead, shouting incessantly.

They had never felt such pleasure.

The monster who raised them like livestock and wantonly seized their freedom and bodies was now fleeing. And—just looking at An Qisheng's appearance, these people were excited beyond control.

Both arms broken at the root, the left foot only left with the ankle, the left shoulder collapsed, a fist mark carved on it, still dripping blood as he moved.

He looked even more miserable than Li Miao.

But unlike before, he now seemed to look a few years younger, with a few strands of jet black mixed in his silver hair, and many fewer wrinkles on his face.

The Yingzhou Heaven-Men behind also noticed this.

"He is recovering; did many fellow disciples die last night?"

"The ones at Yan Song's mansion all died; it was that Miao demoness who did it!"

"Tsk, can't let him escape anymore! Every moment that passes, his injuries recover a point; if he is allowed to recover completely, even if all fellow disciples go together, they won't be his match!"

The three looked at each other.

The man with the most majestic stature suddenly lunged forward and stood on a roof, his entire upper body suddenly leaning backward, like a giant bow pulled to the full.

The remaining two tightened their arms and flashed in front of him.

Boom!!!

The majestic man suddenly punched, hitting the protective true Qi condensed by the two!

Whoosh—

The two flew toward An Qisheng like arrows!

In the blink of an eye, the distance was shortened by half.

Just as the two's momentum was about to end, the male Heaven-Man suddenly grabbed the female Heaven-Man's arm in mid-air, and the whole person spun—and then suddenly let go!

The female Heaven-Man was like a lead ball, instantly crossing the last distance and appearing behind An Qisheng.

She didn't hesitate, used all her strength, and slapped An Qisheng's heart!

"Old dog die!!!"

Hoarse and exhausted, this palm squeezed out all her true Qi and strength, swearing to shatter the head of this old dog An Qisheng!

Instantly, the palm reached an inch behind An Qisheng's head!

A look of joy appeared on her face.

"Finally! Finally!"

"A thousand years of imprisonment, today I am finally going to be free!"

She pushed her palm forward.

Still an inch away.

She urged her true Qi, wanting to lunge forward.

Still an inch away.

Finally, she discovered something wrong—it seemed that no matter how hard she tried, she could never eliminate this inch of distance.

No, no.

It wasn't distance.

The reason she couldn't kill An Qisheng wasn't distance, but behind An Qisheng, there was a transparent high wall that could not be broken through.

Protective true Qi.

Her pupils shrank—An Qisheng had not completely lost his profound observation! The three of them shouldn't be his match, he shouldn't be fleeing. And the reason he was fleeing now was...

Hmm?

Suddenly, she frowned.

Where am I?

What am I doing?

Who am I?

Two astonished and anxious shouts came from behind, as if issuing a warning to her. She instinctively turned her head to look, and saw two men rushing behind her, reaching out to her.

"Careful!"

"An Qisheng!"

Who is An Qisheng?

She was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly reacted.

Oh, An Qisheng is the enemy.

He is behind me.

Whoosh—

A foot swept through the air, sweeping toward her neck.

At the moment before her head left her body, she suddenly remembered everything; although it was too late to dodge, she still desperately left a final warning before dying.

"He can influence our 'nature'—"

Boom!

The head exploded.

Blood splashed on the faces of the two pale-faced Yingzhou Heaven-Men and An Qisheng behind the headless corpse.