of the crime of colluding with demons!” There was
discussion in the audience. One after another, the common people looked at the little white ferret who was frightened and crying with strange faces, and sometimes looked at Yang Cheng. The face of the previously high-spirited young man turned blue and white, and his fists were clenched, as if he was struggling.
“Don’t let me down…”
Outside the crowd, white clothes were fluttering in the wind. Zhou Jijun’s eyes fell on Yang Cheng, and there was an intriguing hint on the corner of his mouth.
In a blink of an eye, Yang Cheng’s face was red, but his expression was calmer than ever before. He strode towards the white ferret who did not dare to look at him. With trembling hands, he carefully picked it up in his arms. Then he glared fiercely and raised his eyebrows. The frowning Taoist felt the wind at his feet, but he wanted to escape from the ring.
“Okay, okay, since you have been deceived by the witch, I will not let you go.”
The leader of Long Guishan had a livid face and muttered something. The bright flying sword flew out from his back and stabbed Yang Cheng fiercely. Zhou Jijun’s eyes suddenly turned cold, and he was just about to help when a loud roar came from the west, and a man in purple came flying towards him. When he saw it, Zhou Jijun was suddenly startled.
The man had a jade-like face, handsome appearance, and vague water waves in his eyes, but he was even more beautiful than the woman. If it weren’t for his age, Zhou Jijun would have thought that he was the little Qianqian that Yue Luosha said had come to life again. The flying sword was still in mid-air. Before Yang Cheng could turn around, he saw the man in purple yelling coldly. The shadow of his palm filled the sky, and there was a vague black and purple energy.
“Bang!”
The flying sword was knocked down, and the man’s palm skills were messy, and he kept retreating, his face turning pale.
“That’s… the Lost Soul Nether Palm.”
Zhou Jijun murmured with glazed eyes.
The memory goes back to the east of Henan a few years ago, when Qian Ningchen sent a book thousands of miles away despite being seriously injured. The book not only recorded the secrets of Emperor Yu De, but also his own self-created technique, “The Lost Soul Palm”.
…Ning Chen, whose real name is Chu Ze, is a branch of the Qian family of the royal family. He is a young genius who won the first prize in the palace martial arts performance. He is the first of the four major princes in the capital and belongs to a famous family. His ancestor rebelled and lost his power. He was imprisoned in the deep garden of the palace and was given the name Ningchen. Later, he entered Laifu Inn, made a breakthrough in cultivation, returned to the capital, and became famous in the martial arts conference. He fought with Mr. Jun, Yue Luosha and Shamoni in Yangzhou, became irreconcilable, and worked together to achieve great things…
Zhou Jijun wrote a memorial for Qian Ningchen at the foothills of the eastern Henan Mountains, and al