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Han Ziling was not angry. He lifted up a strand of hair from his chest and played with it. His charming eyes were like the cold moonlight shining in the sky, and he said faintly, "I alone am enough!"

"You arrogant child!" The Imperial Advisor who wore a green robe struggled to stand up, panting heavily as he huffed, "Even if we're injured, we're more than enough to deal with you!"

Han Ziling looked at the man's beard, which had gone up in anger, and smiled, a smile that not even a hundred flowers dared to look at. Han Ziling looked at the man's beard, which had turned up in anger, and smiled, which even a hundred flowers would not dare to look at.

The Imperial Advisor dressed in a black robe jumped up from the ground, his lips tightly pursed, his eyes coldly staring at Han Ziling, without saying a word, he took out his weapon. Seeing this, the other Imperial Advisor waved his hand, a shining long sword appeared in his hand, shining brightly under the moonlight.

The other party's intention was obvious. Han Ziling had a faint smile in his eyes. He clapped his hands together and said, "Now that's interesting!"

The cold moon hung high in the sky behind him, as if it came from the moon. The purple belt fluttered in the wind, making him look extremely alluring. The sword in his hand shone with a cold light, like the rippling of water.

Han Ziling spoke slowly, his voice soft and seductive. "As the Imperial Advisor, you actually helped the evil ones. What use does such a person have?!"

Just as the last word fell, he had already turned around. At the same time, the long sword in his hand flew out, piercing through the clouds, in the blink of an eye, it directly fell down from the clouds.

Amidst the dazzling sword light, only one silhouette could be seen.

The Imperial Advisor dressed in an azure robe exclaimed in shock, "Cloud Piercing Sword!"

Cloud Piercing Sword, Sword Raising Stellar Transposition, was a very ordinary killing move. However, when used by Han Ziling, it was a fatal killing move.

Upon seeing this move, the gray-robed Imperial Advisor's eyes widened in disbelief as he cried out, "Who the hell are you?!"

Unfortunately, no one replied to his question. Han Ziling's move quickly arrived in front of the two Imperial Advisors. Under the cover of the sword light, they were unable to dodge in time.

At this moment, the two Imperial Advisors realized that they had offended someone they should not have. They had long since heard of this move, but they had never seen it.

The two Imperial Advisors wanted to flee, but two figures suddenly jumped up and dashed into the clouds.

How could he possibly catch up to the speed of the wind? In the blink of an eye, he had already traveled several miles. There was no movement from behind him. The road ahead was covered by layers of clouds. The cold moonlight scattered across the ground, creating a vast expanse.

Just as the two of them were running away, a person slowly rose up from the clouds.

He was like a god, his purple clothes fluttering about, bewitching and bewitching. He looked lazy and extravagant, but he made people feel respect for him. They couldn't help but want to kneel down and worship him.

The two Imperial Advisors were shocked and quickly stopped their steps.

The other party rushed to their front so quickly. The two were greatly alarmed and shouted, "The Supreme Realm martial arts are truly worthy of their reputation!"

Han Ziling gave a faint smile, that charming smile seemed to have overshadowed everything in the world. "Not strong enough to deal with you guys!"

With that, the sword in his hand suddenly shot up into the sky, piercing through the sky like a bolt of lightning through the clouds. It was hard to tell which sword was the real one.

At the same time, his voice rang out, "Sword Rain!"

The two Imperial Advisors were caught off guard by this sudden turn of events. They hurriedly fell from the clouds and back to the ground, but before they could run again, they found that they had nowhere to go.

The two Imperial Advisors watched helplessly as the sword net descended. It only took a moment for the net to close in on them, and both their breaths ceased.

Putting away the sword in his hand, Han Ziling stood in the deserted courtyard and said, "Give these two people to Feng Haoyu, and pay him back a big gift!"

As the ethereal voice got further and further away, Han Ziling disappeared before he could finish his words, leaving only an ethereal voice echoing in the air.

Han Ziling stood on top of the cliff with his hands behind his back, looking into the distance with his charming and magnificent eyes. A cold wind blew from the bottom of the cliff, and there were many green peaks floating like a hump in the ocean, looking majestic and spectacular.

"Zhong'er, I still let you get injured!" Han Ziling's dark eyes looked far away indifferently, his eyes without the slightest focus. Thinking back to that thrilling day of killing, his entire body trembled uncontrollably, and bright red blood kept flowing out from Yun Weiyang's body, so much, so much red, he still could not forget the sight of Yun Weiyang dying.

The scene of that day kept flashing before his eyes, and every time he woke up at midnight, he would dream that Yun Weiyang was lying on the ground in front of him, covered in blood, her entire body ice-cold, without even the slightest bit of warmth that a human should have. He was terrified, he still felt fear, and for the past few days he had been thinking that it would have been better to expose himself than inflict such heavy injuries on Yun Weiyang. The hand hanging by his side slowly tightened, but he couldn't! Humans had their own rules, and he had his own responsibilities. He could not use spells against humans.

At this moment, the sound of heavy footsteps came from behind Han Ziling.

In just a split-second, Han Ziling had restrained his emotions.

The person who came was none other than the purple smoke that accompanied Han Ziling all this time. Today, she was dressed in a warm white dress, with a purple ribbon tied around her chest, and her silky long hair was simply tied up with a purple ribbon, leaving her hair hanging down like a fine cape to cover her snow-like back. Her shoulders were cut, her waist was simple, and her eyebrows were like jade feathers, and her eyes were clear and cold like plum blossoms.

Zi Yan didn't say anything. She just stood behind Han Ziling, staring at him with her clear eyes, as if she was lost in thought.

"Is it done?" Han Ziling's voice was no longer as lazy as it used to be, it was filled with coldness and faintly estrangement.

Zi Yan's eyelids trembled as she said, "It's done!"

This was the real Han Ziling. Although he seemed to be sentimental, cold, and distant, as if everything in the world had nothing to do with him, but she knew that there was only one person, and only in front of that person did Han Ziling reveal his human emotions.

She thought she was used to it, used to the emptiness in Han Ziling's eyes. She thought he was so cold and distant towards anyone, until she saw that noble and elegant woman, Yun Weiyang, acting like a little child in front of Yun Weiyang and acting shamelessly like a little kid. Only then did she know that she was wrong, that everything was happening to her, that there was only one person in Han Ziling's heart, and that she could not tolerate anyone else.

The mountain was shrouded in white fog, and a faint mist was quietly lingering between the two of them. It was ethereal, and Purple Smoke sighed silently: Han Ziling, you are sentimental and heartless, you can sacrifice your life for that person, the heartless you can ignore everything around you, and this kind of you can make people hate and feel heartache, and that's all. As long as I can stay by your side, as long as I can see you, I'll let you know that there's still someone else you can look at me from a distance.

After the banquet ended, the Southern Viewing Emperor sat in the meeting hall and shouted angrily, "Why would there be a weapon appearing in the palace? And how did Yun Huan Die bring the sword over? " Seeing the officials kneeling on the ground while trembling in fear, he frowned and slammed his hand on the table, saying angrily, "Investigate, investigate for me. We need to find out what happened, otherwise, you will meet him head on. Don't use useless trash in the Southern Dynasty!"

"Your servant obeys the decree!" Trembling voices replied in unison.

Emperor Nanjing looked at the officials kneeling on the ground. He couldn't suppress the fire in his chest and said, "Why are you still kneeling there? Hurry up and investigate!"

"This official will go investigate it right away!" With the words of the Southern Viewing Emperor, the officials hurriedly got up from the ground and disappeared one by one, as if something was chasing them.

The Southern Viewing Emperor rubbed his forehead with a headache. A good banquet from the five nations was actually being held like this. It was truly a wave after a wave that had yet to calm down!

Returning to the mansion, Yun Weiyang sat beside Feng Xue Han with a face full of smiles.

Ina and Thousand Shadows looked at each other as heartfelt smiles appeared on their faces.

Picking up the tea cloud in front of her, Weiyang took a happy sip. Thinking of Feng Haoyu's half-dead appearance, the smile on her face grew even wider.

"Central'er!" Feng Xue Han's cold voice came out, containing a bit of happiness. The current Yun Weiyang no longer had her usual calmness, she was just like a child who had gotten candy.

Yun Weiyang put down the cup in her hand, pulled at her clothes, and with her sleeves swinging, she stood up straight, pretending to be serious as she asked: "Is that alright?" As he spoke, he winked at Feng Xue Han with a complacent expression.

Seeing this, Feng Xue Han was startled for a rare moment. The ice-cold lines on his extremely handsome face immediately softened, and the smile in his eyes became denser and denser.

"Puchi!" Ina and Thousand Shadows could no longer hold back their laughter.

Even the usually cold Xuan Ge and Bi Xian revealed smiles on their grave and stern faces. After all, they were men. Naturally, they couldn't laugh out loud like Thousand Shadows and Ina.

"Cough, cough ?" Yun Weiyang coldly squinted her eyes at Yi Na and Qian Ying who were laughing happily. Seriously, Feng Xue Han immediately laughed, even they dared to laugh at her, it seemed like they were too lax with their daily duties!