Refugees flooded in the city continuously. Seeing the worsening situation, a little soldier reported to the old city governor hurriedly. Yan Shen stood on the city wall and looked into the distance, where a dense mass of people were rushing to the Jin City. It turned out that someone wanted to subvert the regime. Yan Shen stepped down the city hall quickly.

“Go to the east market.”

Yan Shen sat on the carriage, and it ran quickly to the east market. But the carriage was blocked by refugees when it just ran two streets. So the horse had to take a detour. And it had to take an hour more than usual to arrive at the east market.

“My lord, please wait for a while. I go to tie the horse up.” Then, the coachman urged on the horse. But Yan Shen could not wait for him but squeezed into the crowd directly. When the coachman turned around, his lord had disappeared in the crowd. The coachman was so worried about his lord that he squeezed into the crowd as well. The crowd surged, and Yan Shen was choking on the pressing crowd. He was too old to stand such hassle. But for Xu Linghe, Yan Shen did not care about so much. In fact, Yan Shen was once a strong martial arts practitioner when he was young. So he deliberately barged into several beggars. Just as expected, they disguised themselves as refugees and hid sharp sabers on the waists. Besides, Yan Shen spotted a familiar figure. Why does Yan Bo appear in the east market since he has disappeared for days? Yan Shen followed the black-clothed man tightly. The coachman ran through the crowd to Yan Shen for fear that any accident happened to Yan Shen.

Yan Bo’s target was Xu Linghe. Yan Bo wanted to kill him in the moving mass of people. But out of his expectation, he was discovered, and Zhan Ming chased him tightly. Yan Bo had no choice but to worm his way into the crowd, but he would not let go of this golden opportunity. Then, Yan Bo dressed himself as a refugee when no one noticed him. No one could imagine that the withering old man was disguised by an elegant young man. In order to deceive others, Yan Bo made great efforts in disguise, and even deliberately wore in rags. Only Yan Bo noticed something unusual. Xu Linghe ordered a column of soldiers to come to the east market secretly. Since someone planned to cause trouble, Xu Linghe would take him to the end.

On the clouds, Hongjun Crossbows were drawn like a crescent moon, waiting for Xiao Qi’s order, and then, the arrows would be shot at Xu Linghe. Xiao Qi thought, “Xiaoyao’s man must die. Jiang Wuyou is only heartless to me. For Xu Linghe, she is even willing to sacrifice her life, while for me, she is rather ruthless.” The arrows with Impure Essence Qi flew to the crowd. The Flowing Light Sword came to fight head on. Sword Qi spread and intercepted Hongjun Crossbow. Xiao Qi issued the order, and tens of thousands of arrows lunged at Xu Linghe. Wuyou wore the armor and flew up. In the flames, the feathers extended, and the swirling armor pierced through the Impure Essence Qi. Hongjun Crossbow was the armor’s nemesis, but Wuyou did not fear the Hongjun Crossbows’ attack. The armor waved and blocked the Crossbow, and then arrows fell immediately. Xu Linghe flew up to shield in front of Wuyou. As a man, Xu Linghe thought even if he would die, he would protect his woman first. Xu Linghe really felt so sorry to his woman, because every time he was in danger, his woman would take risks for him.

Danger was approaching step by step. Yan Shen moved quickly with Heaven-and-Earth subtle steps. The black figure held the sharp saber and passed through the crowd, as the target was becoming closer to him. Flowing Ling flashed over and scared the Impure Essence troops to scatter in all directions. Xu Linghe killed the demons along the way Xiao Qi conjured and set formation. Then flocks of lions ran on the sky. The mortals all freak out as they had never seen the monsters before. Cattle and sheep were driven out of the fence. The black figure took the opportunity to stab at Xu Linghe. The chilling light gave out a harsh light. Yan Shen rushed and stopped the saber as quickly as a lightening. The black figure’s target was Xu Linghe, but now someone came out to stop the black figure’s attack forcefully. So the black figure gave a heavy hand on Yan Shen, and pricked the saber out. Yan Shen rushed to hold the black figure tightly. Blood oozed out along the clothes. The black figure gave another heavy hand to get rid of the old man’s bondage. But Yan Shen just held him tightly. Then the black figure gave one more stab. Yan Shen loosened his hands. The black figure took the opportunity to get free. However, Xu Linghe flew up. But for Yan Shen, Xu Linghe would have been killed by the saber.

“Be careful with him…” Yan Shen pointed at the black figure. Blood kept spurting out. Zhan Ming covered the old city governor’s wound.

“You should help Xu Linghe, and kill…kill Yan Bo…for me…” Zhan Ming was startled at Yan Shen’s words. Yan Bo with the evil ambition cast covetous eyes on the Jin City. Now, the old city governor was willing to sacrifce himself for saving Xu Linghe. Xu Linghe felt as if a knife were piercing his heart, as his father, Junior Uncle Grandmaster, Old man Yan, and those who loved him left one after another.

The black figure in the distance felt indignant. But that the old man Yan had shielded fo Xu Linghe, Xu Linghe would have perished. Wuyou rushed up and thought, “How dare the black figure was to hurt my husband.” Then, she gave a blow to throw the black figure tens of meters away. The moment the man was about to struggle on his feet, he was hit again. The armor tore off the man’s disguised look, which did shock the man himself.

“It is not so easy to escape…” Long wings extended and clenched Yan Bo’s neck. In front of the Heavenly Book, mortals were too fragile to withstand a single blow. The armor tightened up, and Yan Bo was taken to the high platform. Wuyou thought, “Try to kill my husband? I will let you die in pieces.”

The Tying Immortal Rope lifted up Yan Bo, which shocked the crowd into a silent state. Wuyou flew to the high platform and decided to tear off Yan Bo’s disguise in front of all the Jin City’s people, because her husband could not be made a scapegoat.

“Do you know this man…” Before she finished her words, a gang of refugees shot out who had been incited by Yan Bo. They rushed up in a crowd when seeing the financier was being hanged in the air. This was what Wuyou wanted. Something terrible would happen sooner or later if people were brainwashed by Yan Bo. For the sake of her husband, Wuyou had no way but to do that. The disguised refugees brandished the sticks, as their target was the woman on the high platform, and then, they rushed to the platform. The sticks changed into sharp daggers when charging closer to the woman. The sight brought Xu Linghe out in a cold sweat, and he tried to use Flowing Light to get rid of the Impure Essence army. But Xiao Qi pestered him so rigidly that Xu Linghe could not get free at that moment.

Yan Bo was very complacent, thinking that it was not so easy to kill him. His hands were struggling, but the Tying Immortal Rope was not a grass rope. The more Yan Bo struggles, the tighter it would be. Wuyou waved her spiritual fingers. Then, the Heavenly Mirror flew out from the Heaven and Earth Pouch. After a stream of flowing light, the crowd was quiet. In the Mirror, a black figure broke into the grain storage with a torch in his right hand and a wooden barrel in the left. He carefully opened the door. When the liquid of the barrel came out, the black figure jumped out of the door. Then, the fire spread. When the crowd saw clearly who the black figure in the Mirror was, they rushed up. It turned out Yan Bo burnt the grain storage. This life-saving food was burnt by this guy. The provocated refugees changed their attitudes immediately and held the sharp weapon toward Yan Bo. They were fooled by Yan Bo for so long. Blood flowed to the ground. Yan Bo twitched painfully and thought that these guys turned their backs on him so quickly. Yan Bo called the Demon Spirit, and then, dense smoke sprang up from the high platform. Refugees shrank back with great scare. Even the Tying Immortal Rope was eroded by the smoke. Wuyou gave a blow, and Yan Bo was impossible to stand the strong spirit’s attack. He spat out blood, and strong spirit smashed his heart and lung. Yan Bo was not reconcile to the death, as his perfect plan was destroyed by the woman. What an abominable woman! It was extremely difficult for Hongjun to dominate the world.

Xu Linghe smashed all the way, and every where the flowing light went was turned into ashes. Xiao Qi had Hongjun Crossbow, so he was not afraid of the flowing light. On the sky, the Hongjun Crossbow was pulled into the shape of crescent. With an order, arrows were shot out and blotted out the sky. Sword light radiated to the sky, and Flowing Light chopped off the flying arrows. Xiao Qi hated Xu Linghe, only because Xu Linghe was Xiaoyao’s man. Impure Essence soldiers rushed up and surrounded Xu Linghe. Seeing the situation worsening, Wuyou flew up and opened the bones of her eyebrows. Her arms and legs were filled with spirit power. The Heavenly Book rolled out, and the golden armor covered Wuyou tightly. Her long arms waved. The fire ball was split apart. Spiritual Qi dashed to the sky. Xiao Qi fell down as a deflating ball. The Impure Essence soldiers hurried to catch Xiao Qi when seeing him falling. Wuyou raised up the corner of her mouth and thought that the man was still unable to withstand a blow. The crowd were overawed by the woman’s superhuman power. The wife of the Emperor Jin was so formidable that she was able to defeat the demon only with a movement. Her momentum was unparalleled, and perhaps the Commander in Chief was not her match. Xiao Qi dashed to the clouds when Wuyou was distracted. Wuyou shouted inwardly, “Terrible,” and followed to the sky. The man now was working hand in glove with Hongjun, and he was not like what Xiao Qi used to be. The Impure Essence soldiers protected their master closely.

“Take her down…” Xiao Qi ordered, and the Impure Essence army rushed up. Wuyou gave a blow and smashed out many soldiers. She knew that unless Xiao Qi was killed, her husband could not leave a peaceful ife. Wuyou spread spirit power, and the armor was covered with iron thorns. The wings swirled and swept toward Xiao Qi. Impure Essence soldiers were swept in all directions. Xiao Qi’s face changed, and it seemed that Xiaoyao wanted to kill him and that he was just a joke. Xiao Qi felt his heart was pricked and tears dropped restively. In the spirit light, Xiao Qi was waiting for the death. Hongjun found the despair in Xiao Qi’s eyes. To his surprise, Xiao Qi had such deep affection to the evil woman. Hongjun felt unhappy, because the woman had hurt him twice. Hongjun drew the Crossbow and shot out arrows to the woman. Wuyou spread out the armor to block the offensive. Hongjun took the opportunity and rolled Xiao Qi away. It was too late to stop them. The entire sky was covered by dark clouds. Wild winds rolled up Impure Essence army to the West Mountain.

The market resumed calmness, and the butcher crawled up from the chopping board table. The old city governor lost his life in this fierce battle, and the people of the Jin City saw off him. Xu Linghe held Yan Shen to walk through the market. The coachman squeezed out of the crowd and could not accept the fact that his lord left with a dead body as he came alive. The coachman touched his lord’s skin, and could feel it had become cold. It turned out that his master was really dead. The old coachman knelt on the ground with tears flowing down from his old cheeks. In the old coachman’s heart, he knew that without the old master, he would have slept out on the streets, and that it was the master who had saved his life. But unexpectedly, his master had gone to another world. If the master had not worried about that young man, the master would not have bothered himself to come to the market, and thus, he would not have been killed by others.

“Give my master back…” The old man tore at Xu Linghe, but Zhan Ming came up to stop the old coachman.

“Back off.” Wuyou flew up, and her imposing momentum pressed hard at the old coachman. Wuyou thought for the Jin City, her husband even did not spare time to manage Kunlun, but what he could get at last. The mortals were too selfish to bear righteousness in mind. Wuyou gave a blow. The more the old coachman thought, the sadder he got. Then, he threw himself to the stone pillar. No one had ever thought of such a consequence.

The market flowed with rivers of blood, and the air was thick with smell of blood. Yan Bo’s conspiracy was shattered. The crowd retreated, and the Jin soldiers began cleaning up the dead bodies and washing away the blood. A national funeral was held for Yan Shen, the old city governor, and Xu Linghe himself went into mourning. The entire Jin City fell into sorrow. Yan Shen devoted himself to the Jin City, so he was conferred a posthumous title as Taizu Jin.

In the Qi Kingdom.

“Your Majesty…dead.” Leng Cang panted for breath and ran into the main hall.

“Who is dead?” Di Qing sat up on the soft couch.

“That old thief, Yan Shen…”

Happiness comes too suddenly. Di Qing burst into wild laughter, thinking that the old thief should have died earlier, because it was the old thief who produced the current situation.

“Let’s celebrate it nationally. The more exciting, the better.” The news did come in time and swept away the depression of these days. Di Qing felt delighted and walked to the Eastern Palace, because he thought he should go to see the Queen. The Palace door was opened, and the woman looked at Di Qing with her eyes full of tears. Shui’er was taken back, wondering whether the Queen’s heart would melt. In fact, Shui’er looked down upon the Majesty, because when the Queen went to the military camp last time, the Majesty’s attitude was too hurtful. What’s more, when the Queen had a fever for half a month, where was the Majesty on earth? But for that guy, the Queen would have already died. You Qingcheng turned around, unwilling to see the Majesty. She realized that how merciless the Majesty was, as she endured so many hardships only for having a look at the Majesty. However, Di Qing was so heartless to her. Thinking about the scene where her feet were cut by the broken glass, and the days when she could not get any love, You Qingcheng felt her heart was broken completely. The man in front was not her husband any longer. Tears burst out like a breaching dyke.