Upon hearing the news that was sent back from the imperial capital, Bai Yi glanced at Le Zheng Longhua and quickly walked up the steps.

Le Zheng Longhua lowered his head and stared at the shackles on his hands and feet, and smiled helplessly. The shackles seemed to be made of special metal, and even if he had internal strength, he could not get rid of them with his bare hands. Bai Yi was very confident about this, so he dared to leave him here.

He dragged the chains of hand and feet and moved slowly forward, gradually approaching the stone platform where the sword was inserted, and stopped briefly halfway.

Looking at the short sword called "Snow in the Sweet", Le Zheng Longhua, who stopped, had a slightly lost his eyes.

"Is this the only thing you left?" He leaned over and stroked the hilt of the short sword, and said in a tone of regret and ridicule: "What can you protect in the end if you insist on the so-called ring of non-killing?"

With his fingers left the hilt of the sword, Le Zheng Longhua's eyes returned to firmness. He stared at the Dragon Tooth Sword Slashing Emperor inserted on the stone platform and continued to move forward and approach.

"Um..." A woman's subtle moan came from the ground opposite the stone platform.

Le Zheng Longhua stood in front of the stone platform where the sword was inserted, and saw a small hand rising from the opposite side grasping the edge of the stone platform. The back of the hand was white and tender, but the five fingers had bright red wounds.

The pain caused by the torture was imagined by the heart, but even so, she still grabbed the edge of the stone platform with both hands and supported her body hard.

Le Zheng Longhua stared at Baili Xuan who was slowly standing up opposite him with admiring eyes, and his lips raised slightly: "It's amazing. I originally thought you grew up in Baili Marquis' Mansion, but I was just a spoiled willful noble lady. I didn't expect you to have such courage."

Baili Xuan finally stood firmly. When she saw Le Zheng Longhua appearing in front of her, she had no fear in her eyes.

As Le Zheng Longhua said, she has extraordinary courage. The sufferings of these days have destroyed her body, but they have not wiped out her will.

"How come you... are here?"

"Your sect leader can't find a way to draw his sword, so he wants to talk from me." Le Zheng Longhua shrugged innocently.

Baili Xuan frowned and said, "Do you know how to draw the sword?"

"Haha... Of course, this sword was brought back from the main hall of my Dragon Blood God Sect. Of course, I know how to draw the sword." Le Zheng Longhua smiled evilly.

"It has something to do with me... right?"

Le Zheng Longhua was slightly stunned and slowly patted his hands: "You are so smart."

"Otherwise, how could I suffer this?" She laughed at herself.

"I thought you would just feel wronged, but I didn't expect you to think that you were really related to this sword." Le Zheng Longhua explained his reasons for praising her, "Although it may be a bit unfair to you, I don't plan to hand over the secret of drawing the sword. If Bai Yi is a smart person, he will understand that it is meaningless to continue to torture you. So you can escape from suffering as long as you have to endure it."

"Why should I be patient..."

"ha?"

"I said, why should I be patient!" Baili Xuan growled, and two lines of tears flowed down from the corners of her eyes.

Le Zheng Longhua narrowed his eyes slightly, shook his head, and sighed in his heart. He had overestimated her, and after all, he was still a young lady who was not very experienced in the world.

However, he soon regretted his hasty judgment. Baili Xuan, opposite the stone platform, looked shaking, and he pulled up a famous sword of the desolate sect inserted nearby and crossed his neck.

"Le Zheng Longhua, pulling out this sword is very important to you, right?"

Le Zheng Longhua looked at her blankly, shocked by her courage to give up her life, and subconsciously replied: "Yes, it's very important..."

"Although I don't know how to draw the sword, at least I can confirm one thing." Bailixuan's mouth gently raised, and her pale and haggard cheeks with pride and pride: "With me, you can't pull out this sword. All your conspiracies have ended here!"

Le Zheng Longhua's face turned pale, and then his eyes burst into his light of anger and despair. He slapped his hands heavily on the stone platform and shouted at Bailixuan: "Stop it! How can you... How can you..."

Baili Xuan showed a happy smile on her face. This was the happiest time she had ever smiled since Yu Shiqi and Yu Youci and her group left the villa and went to the imperial capital.

In the past, she never thought she was of any use. Even though she was lucky enough to meet Yu Shiqi and escaped from the birdcage-like home of the Baili Marquis Mansion of Jingrong, even if she had the help of Zhonglingqi, she avoided the pursuit of the Dragon Blood God Sect, even if she joined Yunzhongjian with permission from Teng Yining, she was guided by Bu Shechuan, and even if she made friends like Yu Youci, Lu Chengshi and Yun Jingchen during hard training...

But she was very clear that she was still a weak person. She could not do anything without the help of those kind-hearted people along the way and could not change anything.

On the way out of the Jingrong River, she and Yu Shiqi expressed their desire to take their destiny into their hands in vain. Later, they also aimed to become a member of the Desolate Sect with this purpose. However, no matter how much she wanted to make herself stronger, she could not be gained overnight.

Yu Shiqi's ability comes from his childhood receiving the teachings of famous teachers in the Fengmen, from his experience in Yunzhongjian, and from his accumulation of life and death fighting against various powerful enemies that followed. But what about himself? Baili Xuan asked himself, he had nothing.

But even though she knew from the beginning that the gap between them in martial arts practice was as good as the natural barrier, she still wanted to treat Yu Shiqi as her target as possible. There was no other reason, just because she envied him for being able to travel all over the world with her own abilities, concentrate on painting when there was nothing to do, and be righteous when there was something to do.

"Maybe as a swordsman, I will never be able to reach the level of contributing to the desolate and the sword in the cloud in this life, but if you can stop your ambition in this way..." Baili Xuan pressed the sword blade toward the artery on the side of his neck, "That's enough."

"Stop it..." Le Zheng Longhua pinched his hands uncontrollably, his nails were deep, piercing the skin of his palms and reaching the flesh and blood. "Your life... was destined to belong to me!"

Baili Xuan curled her lips mockingly. It was ridiculous. She was not a slave, so how could anyone have the truth that life belongs to others?

She has made up her mind. In this life, a person must at least do something proud enough to have no regrets. For herself, dying here generously and resolutely is the best result.

The moment the sword was leading straight ahead, Le Zheng Longhua fell into despair. He had seen the eyes of the dying person, so he knew that Baili Xuan was not bluffing, she really wanted to die.

The sword fell to the ground with his hand, and a blood mark appeared on Baili Xuan's fair neck, but the blood did not gush out as he imagined, because the self-destructive sword was stopped at the last moment.

Bai Yi appeared beside Baili Xuan with a blue face, reached out to point the acupoint under her neck, and then slashed her on the back of her head and knocked her out.

Bai Lixuan, who had lost consciousness, leaned over and fell on the stone platform, while Bai Yi carefully picked up the sword that fell on the ground and threw it into the distance.

"So the master is so good." Le Zheng Longhua exclaimed, "I really made me sweat just now."

"It seems that I'm too polite to you." Bai Yi looked at him coldly, "I don't seem to allow you to leave the place."

Le Zheng Longhua laughed out loudly, and this move finally made Bai Yi angry and raised his hand without warning and printed a palm on his front.

The sharp palm wind qi rushed towards him, but Le Zheng Longhua was not afraid at all. On the contrary, he couldn't wait in his heart.

With a "bang", Bai Yi was shaken by the backlash and smashed to the stone wall of the underground secret store with ancient characters and pictures of gods and ghosts, and blood was overflowing from his mouth.

Le Zheng Longhua stood there leisurely, gently stroked the chest that was hit by Bai Yi with a palm, and said sarcastically: "It seems that your subordinates have never told you that the master's internal strength has the ability to counterattack the true qi."

Bai Yi leaned against the wall and vomited blood. He really didn't know the ability of Dragon Scale's true qi to counterattack, because what he had always shown in the sect leader was that he was not good at fighting, and the rest of the sect leader naturally would not discuss the details of the fight in the sect against him in martial arts.

Le Zheng Longhua looked down at Baili Xuan lying on the stone platform, and smiled and said, "It's really a place to search for something without any effort. Master Bai, don't rush to die first, wait for this leader to personally perform the skill of pulling out this sword."
Chapter completed!