Starting From Huashan Sword Slave, Signing For Ten Years

"You bastard..." Looking at the sickly beauty, Ye Qing showed some pity.

He took out a elixir casually, it was round and white, exuding a delicate fragrance.

Five-turn Zhenyuan Pill, the antidote he got.

Of course, it no longer has any effect on him. The poison that can poison a congenital master is far from being able to be cured by the fifth-rank Zhenyuan pill.

And it is perfect for Liu Wushuang.

Putting the elixir to her lips, Liu Wushuang subconsciously swallowed it. In a daze, she felt that Ye Qing had come. Her weak and boneless hands were tightly clutching Ye Qing's sleeves.

Ye Qing thought for a while, sat next to her bed, and held her hand behind his back.

Waiting quietly, hands tightly held by Liu Wushuang.

The five-turn Zhenyuan Dan was rapidly taking effect, she was dripping with sweat, her face was showing some pain, wisps of black air kept coming out of her pores.

These are the poisonous gases of Wuyou Hun San, and each wisp is enough to bring great troubles to a heavenly master.

Ye Qing spread out his right palm, and a vortex of air continuously absorbed and condensed the poisonous gas until the last trace of toxin in Liu Wushuang's body was discharged.

He squeezed lightly, and the cloud of poisonous gas dissipated strangely.

Liu Wushuang's condition improved and fell into a coma.

Ye Qing injected a burst of Hunyuan Qi into her to make up for its loss and heal her hidden wounds.

Not long after, Liu Wushuang's face gradually turned red, her slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes, looking at Ye Qing.

Warm hands, tears in eyes.

She didn't say anything, she put her face on the back of Ye Qing's hand and stroked it lightly, like a wronged kitten.

If it was said that she recognized him as the master at any cost before, it was out of self-interest, and she felt that there was only one person in the world who could help her.

Maybe one day when she achieves her wish, this relationship will slowly fade along with her ambition, until she has the idea of ​​betrayal.

But now she was full of emotions in her heart, she was completely willing, and felt that becoming his slave was the luckiest choice in her life, and she was willing to give her life in return.

...

The courtyard of Princess Wucheng's mansion was deserted.

Although Liu Wushuang usually doesn't pay much attention to ostentation, in recent years, with the expansion of power, he has also raised hundreds of warriors under his command.

Now that the news of her poisoning spread, everyone fled without hesitation.

They are willing to follow Liu Wushuang because of her qualifications and prospects. After all, there is still a glimmer of hope. Even if she can't get on the dragon chair in the court, she will definitely be among the strong in the future. It is not wronged to follow her.

But now... all fools know that the royal family has started to deal with Liu Wushuang, who dares to go against the sky?

There were only ordinary servants in twos and threes left in the courtyard, showing faint fear.

When a middle-aged man dressed as a scribe stepped into the courtyard slowly, the servants leaned back nervously, not daring to stop him.

Li Yong solemnly held a dark yellow scroll in one hand, and held it behind his back in the other hand. He scanned the courtyard, showing some emotion.

"It's a pity that the trees fell and the monkeys scattered... But they are very smart.

"The value of a person is to have self-knowledge and follow the trend, instead of trying to shake the tree!

"Your greatest luck is not that you were born in the royal family, but that God gave you unparalleled talent! Jian Yan... I am envious of others, your majesty still thinks your talent is not easy, and I don't want you to marry a barbarian far away, otherwise you will end up would be worse than death."

Li Yong was talking to himself.

If he had Liu Wushuang's pair of sword eyes, he wouldn't have been shackles to the lower ranks of the heaven ranks for more than ten years, and in the end he could only give the eldest prince a saddle, trying to use the merits of the dragon in exchange for an opportunity to break through.

The power of the royal family lies in the huge mountains and rivers, and its inexhaustible resources. As long as the overall situation is settled, the prince Liu Mingzhi will naturally give him many rare panacea.

Thinking of this, Li Yong's eyes burned hot.

almost! Liu Wushuang has been abolished, and the other princes are useless. The gift of the spirit deed intends to make Liu Wushuang submit to Liu Mingzhi and become his right-hand man.

It also confirmed everyone's speculation that the eldest prince Liu Mingzhi became the crown prince, and it was already a certainty.

He entered the garden step by step and came to the small courtyard where the noble princess lived.

the door is open

When Li Yong entered the room, he immediately frowned.

Sitting sideways on the bed was a dusty young man in black, holding Liu Wushuang's hand in one hand.

Looking at Liu Wushuang again, his complexion was rosy, and he didn't have a poisoned and decadent look, and his face was still full of sweetness and joy.

Just snuggle into the arms of a young man with a docile kitten.

The moment he turned around, Li Yong's face changed slightly. Was the Wuyou Hun San that Liu Wushuang was targeting removed?

He looked at Ye Qing's faint eyes.

"Who are you!" Li Yong held the sword hilt at his waist with one hand, his eyes were sharp.

All of Liu Wushuang's hole cards were checked out by him. Even Yan Qiwu, the master of Feiyan Pavilion, sent someone to surrender to Liu Mingzhi an hour ago.

She has nothing left!

But the young man in front of him was out of intelligence.

He faintly felt a sense of crisis, but when he felt it carefully, that sense of crisis no longer existed, as if he was just scaring himself.

Liu Wushuang raised her head high, looking at Li Yong with a bit of complacency and pride on her face.

"Me?" Ye Qing smiled like the wind, thought for a while, "I am her master."

"..."

In an instant, Li Yong's eyes widened.

Owner?

Looking at Liu Wushuang again, he seemed to be taking it for granted, nodded heavily, and said with a smile, "That's right, this is my master."

Immediately, Li Yong was so shocked that he couldn't help exclaiming, "You guys are crazy!"

No matter how humble and weak Liu Wushuang is, she is also a big Han princess, who dares to make her a slave?

This involves the face of the royal family! Who in the world would dare to do this?

The Sun Moon Palace didn't dare, and the top ten sects including the Ruthless Palace didn't even dare, even if this person is a master of heaven, he couldn't do it!

If this news gets out, this young man will definitely be tortured.

And Liu Wushuang... No matter how talented he is, Emperor Yuan couldn't be half-hearted.

"The things in your hand are good." Ye Qing glanced lightly at the scroll that Li Yong was holding solemnly in his left hand.

This thing is quite miraculous, at least Ye Qing felt the strong innate energy.

Although I don't know the purpose of this thing, it must have been written by a congenital master, but it should have been an item for hundreds of years, and it contains a bit of a breath of time.

Li Yong drew out his sword silently, "Who is Your Excellency!"

To be as indifferent as a mountain in front of the heavenly ranks, the only possibility is the heavenly ranks.

"You don't deserve to know my name." Ye Qing responded.

He showed his original appearance at this time.

Of course, who in the world would recognize a small Huashan Sword Slave, even if he was also a Huashan disciple, he might not recognize his identity.

"Arrogance!"

Li Yong narrowed his eyes slightly, and just as he raised his sword, he suddenly felt the thick air, as if he had fallen into a swamp, and his whole body was extremely heavy.

Suddenly, a sense of crisis spread throughout the body, and a chill rushed from the soles of the feet to the sky.

Weird! This person definitely has the strength to crush him.

Ye Qing slowly raised his hand, pointed his index finger forward, and approached Li Yong centimeter by centimeter with a sword as pale as jade.

The speed was extremely slow, but Li Yong couldn't move. He watched Jian Gang approaching and couldn't react.

The famous sword Kunshan in his hand is invincible.

This was a reward given to him by the First Prince not long ago, but at the moment when Jian Gang faced the sword tip of Shang Kun Mountain, the famous sword that was indestructible at the sky level turned into silver powder little by little, and fell to the ground with a crash.