RPAGF Chapter 572 Li Wenzhong
Chapter 572 Li Wenzhong
Chapter 572 Li Wenzhong
The silver light blade exploded, eventually turning into countless fragments that disappeared into the air, allowing Ye Ru's heart to slowly settle down. He then looked around, trying to find the source of the sound.
Upon seeing this, the black-clad assassin's expression changed, and he quickly retreated, his inner energy spreading outwards.
"Who is it? Get out here."
A chilling shout echoed throughout the land. After the words fell, a figure slowly swept over from a distance and stood beside Ye Ru.
"Lord Wenxiang."
Upon seeing that it was Li Baiyuan, Ye Ru breathed a sigh of relief and bowed to him.
The fact that the Minister of Personnel has arrived here means that the danger in the harem has been eliminated, and that he himself is no longer in danger.
He never imagined that these black-clad assassins from the demon race would be so powerful.
"Li Baiyuan?"
Upon hearing the name "Prime Minister," the black-clad assassin's expression grew even more solemn.
The Minister of Literature is the prime minister of a country, and he is also responsible for educating the people of the world. His learning and the power of the sages are unmatched by ordinary Confucian scholars.
"Are you OK?"
Wen Xiang frowned as he looked at Ye Ru, whose lips still had a trace of blood. Then he clapped his hands, and a warm current flowed down Ye Ru's back, warming his limbs and bones.
Noticing that his injuries were gradually healing, Ye Ru's pale face regained some color. He then shook his head and said:
"It's alright now, thank you for saving me, Lord Wenxiang."
"You saved our Yanhuang Kingdom. If it weren't for you, I probably wouldn't have known that the harem had also been targeted by them."
Wen Xiang shook his head, his face still showing lingering fear as he spoke.
"Could it be that Your Majesty..."
"Your Majesty is alright. I've already taken care of those small fry. Now it's just this big fish."
"Perhaps we can find out from him where the assassin organization hidden in our Yanhuang Kingdom is located."
After speaking, Wen Xiang looked at the black-clad assassin with a chilling expression:
"Come with me, and I might spare your life. If you tell me where your organization is, I'll treat you leniently."
"Heh, how dare you, the Prime Minister of a nation, utter such nonsense? I'm afraid our organization can't even handle the appetite of a mere scholar like you!"
Upon hearing this, the black-clad assassin gave a cold laugh, but his expression grew increasingly serious.
"Since you won't listen to reason, I'll have to make you drink the penalty shot."
Wen Xiang took a deep breath and stomped his foot down.
As he stomped his foot, the black-clad assassin immediately felt a pressure rolling towards him, causing a chill to run down his spine.
The next moment, he quickly retreated, but in the blink of an eye, Wen Xiang's figure had already reached the black-clad assassin.
"Sword, come..."
Wen Xiang's lips moved, uttering just two simple words, which caused the black-clad assassin's pupils to shrink instantly.
A sword, imbued with radiant power, was spat out of Wen Xiang's mouth and, like lightning, swiftly slashed at his other arm!
This powerful attack ignited a burning desire in Ye Ru's heart, and he immediately clenched his fist, his longing for such power growing even stronger.
If I were to reach the level of a great Confucian scholar, with my talent and learning, I should not be inferior to a literary prime minister.
As Ye Ru was thinking, the Radiant Sword had already attacked the black-clad assassin.
"what!"
The moment the sword landed in the hands of the black-clad assassin, a burnt smell accompanied by his shrill screams rang out. The black robe that had covered his head was also lifted, revealing a rather young face.
Upon seeing this face, Wen Xiang's pupils constricted instantly, and an incredulous voice escaped his lips:
"You are...Wenzhong?"
Taking advantage of the moment of distraction, the black-clad assassin retreated dozens of steps again. Looking at his arm, which was already burning, he gritted his teeth and tore it off.
Wen Xiang's sword was a Book Palace Seed Sword that he had nurtured for many years, and its power was much stronger than the Emperor-Slaying Blade.
That's why Wen Zhong reacted so strongly.
If Ye Ru's previous attacks touched the physical body, then Wen Xiang's attack directly destroyed the soul!
"Wenzhong?"
Ye Ru frowned and silently memorized the name.
The fact that this person could shock even the usually calm and collected Minister Wen must mean he has quite a background.
"hateful……"
Feeling the waves of weakness emanating from his body, Li Wenzhong suppressed his raging anger and tried to escape.
"Come back!"
With a complex expression on his face, Wen Xiang waved his hand, and a net descended from the sky, completely enveloping Li Wenzhong.
The net of heaven and earth was studded with silver lightning arcs. As the lightning arcs leaped, they stirred up countless destructive forces, making Li Wenzhong dare not make any big moves. He could only look at Wenxiang with hatred in his eyes.
“Child, come back with me. I have a way to remove the restrictions on your body, and I can even restore your arms. I just hope you won’t be so stubborn.”
Wen Xiang walked forward step by step and slowly spoke to Li Wenzhong.
"Hmph, who do you think you are? What right do you have to advise me to turn back from the wrong path? If you hadn't killed my father, how would I have ended up in this state?"
Li Wenzhong's eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at Wen Xiang. His ferocious expression sent chills down one's spine.
"I didn't kill your father. He was my own brother. Killing one's brother is a heinous crime. If I had killed him, why haven't I been punished by a half-saint? Why am I still in charge of the lineage of teachings?"
Wenxiang was no longer cold-hearted; instead, he was giving earnest advice to the younger generation.
Ye Ru remained silent. He didn't know what the relationship was between the two of them, and he was afraid that only the two of them could resolve this knot in their hearts.
"I saw it with my own eyes, how could it be fake? You might as well kill me now. The victor is king, the loser is villain. I only regret that I didn't fight with all my might to kill you back then!"
Li Wenzhong shouted sternly, a kind-looking middle-aged man flashing through his mind.
His own father was killed by his own younger brother, whom he was so proud of!
“I can’t kill you. The sea of suffering is boundless, but there is always a shore to turn back to. No matter how much you hate me, I am still your uncle.”
Wen Xiang sighed, seemingly wanting to reach out and touch Li Wenzhong, but he withdrew his hand.
"Hmph, stop pretending to be a good person. If you won't do it, I'll do it myself!"
Li Wenzhong laughed loudly, as if he were insane, and then tried to touch the lightning of the Heavenly Net.
"do not want!"
Upon seeing this, Wen Xiang's pupils contracted, but before he could make a move, Ye Ru directly cleaved the Heavenly Net with a single sword strike.