Chapter 18 Chapter Seventeen

Another underwater cave collapsed, and the blood-stained Buddha no longer smiled and could only remain silent. Zhuo Wangsun showed a gloomy look on his face, he was already tired of the endless stories of the Buddha's life, tired of the unintelligible pleadings of those men in feather clothes, and he just wanted to end all this quickly. His body floated up, twelve sword qi pierced straight down like a flying dragon. He knew that the moment the sword energy touched the cliff, it would disintegrate and bury everything.And he will take the fairy road on the sea to the next cave. He needs to find Nanhai Guanyin and Xiaoluan as soon as possible.He couldn't let Xiaoluan become a pigeon on the other side of the balance.

Never. In the midst of the sword energy, Zhuo Wangsun sighed leisurely, his eyes dimmed. Suddenly, a strong force surged under his feet! Zhuo Wangsun was in mid-air, it was the time when the old power was about to be exhausted and the new power was not yet released.His sword energy had just been vented, at this moment, even if the sword energy could be condensed again, it was already much weaker. That kind of strength is obviously very familiar with his martial arts, and the timing of the burst is just right.In an instant, the entire cave has been swept away with a fierce and domineering aura that can collapse mountains and rivers.Amidst the loud bang, the statue of Buddha shattered into tens of thousands of pieces, and with a fist full of purple energy, he attacked Zhuo Wangsun angrily!

Zhuo Wangsun Meifeng froze suddenly, this punch was more powerful than he imagined! If it was someone else, he would have died under this punch, but Zhuo Wangsun is Zhuo Wangsun after all, and he suddenly stepped on the debris in the sky.With the power of this step, his body swiftly and furiously shot into the air! But the power of this punch is really huge, and it was caught off guard, and it was shot when Zhuo Wangsun was most careless, least prepared, and most unprepared. This strike has the power to kill! The entire cave was filled with the power of the stuffy fist. For the first time, Zhuo Wangsun actually tasted the taste of blood!

The broken blood of the heavens is all powder after the Buddha stone statue exploded, and every piece of powder is stained with the blood of the old man in feathers.A wave of purple air was flying in the blood, unexpectedly re-condensed the debris in the air into a Buddha head, and turned it into a heavy punch that hit Zhuo Wangsun. Even Zhuo Wangsun couldn't dodge this punch! A cold light flashed in Zhuo Wangsun's eyes. He already knew who it was. This person shot, and he chose the moment when he was the weakest. This punch is definitely not so easy to dodge. Amidst the dragon's chant, the sword energy suddenly appeared.That was Zhuo Wangsun's final sword might.

The power of the sword pierced through the air, causing the Buddha's head, which had been gathered hastily, to break through cracks. This punch will definitely injure Zhuo Wangsun severely. This sword will also severely damage the opponent! Chong Tianhao laughed, his fist strength suddenly doubled, and he chased and bit Zhuo Wangsun like a poisonous snake.For this punch, he waited for three years.This punch must hit! A lose-lose outcome is inevitable. Suddenly, a dull thunder sounded overhead, and the Buddha statue, which was condensed with debris, dissipated immediately.The sea water poured back violently, and the huge undersea cave collapsed in an instant.

There was a loud bang, like the collapse of heaven and earth. The fist power brought by the vast purple air was actually blocked by a huge falling rock before it touched Zhuo Wangsun! The rock that fell was the rock that collapsed from the top of the cave! The stone is huge, a full one foot square, like a small mountain, falling from a height of tens of meters, its power can't be resisted by manpower! The purple air disintegrated, and stone chips flew across the cave, making it a mess, and I couldn't see my fingers immediately. Even with the power of this punch, the force of the falling rock could not be completely dispelled. The falling rock only slightly changed its direction, fell to the side, and smashed a huge deep hole in the ground.

Zi Qi paused, and a roar came, and a fierce shadow rose into the sky. Curly bearded guest. He stared at the sea in horror. Twelve red-clothed cannons were firing rumblingly towards this side. Ranmaru was yelling at him with an excited expression on his face. Seeing him suddenly appearing, the Shenao boats stopped for a while, not understanding what happened. gunfire. The bearded man turned around. Zhuo Wangsun Yijian Xiao Ran looked at him coldly with a half-smile on his face. He had painstakingly planned to assassinate Zhuo Wangsun when his defenses were weakest, but these shells were inexplicably deciphered.

If the shells hit earlier, Zhuo Wangsun would definitely be distracted. If the shells hit later, his sneak attack would have succeeded. In either case, Zhuo Wangsun must die.But now, he didn't even hurt Zhuo Wangsun's hair. The bearded man looked towards the sky. Could this be God's will? Zhuo Wangsun fell slowly, his eyes full of ridicule. "My lord." Not seen for three years, he still likes to call him by this title. The bearded man remained silent.It has been a long time since anyone said this title to him. He seemed to think of his prestige of holding the world's soldiers and horses in his hands, being above one person and below ten thousand people.But at this time, everything has become a mirror image.

That's right, at that time, he was officially worshiped as the Generalissimo of the World's Soldiers and Horses, and everyone called him the King of Wuyue. Now, it's just a grass bandit at sea. The organs have been exhausted, but nothing has been achieved. He looked at Zhuo Wangsun with sharp eyes.This sea is so cold. "Are you going to kill me?" Zhuo Wangsun shook his head slowly, but his eyes turned into the distance. The water patterns were smooth, and lotus flowers rose from the depths of the waves, forming a bridge in front of him, extending straight to the South China Sea.

Ahead is the Immortal Cave Mansion, which cannot be passed by mortals. Zhuo Wangsun walked towards the pontoon bridge without looking back. "The person who killed you has already arrived." The bearded guest turned his head.Flags cover the sky. The Twelve Shenao boats sailed slowly, enclosing the entire reef.Behind the Shenao ship are hundreds of warships.After Lanwan escaped, Feiyun City was quickly captured.Yang Jisheng led 3,000 soldiers to deal with the aftermath, and Yang Yizhi and the envoy in yellow led the rest of the warships to pursue them. The sea breeze was strong, blowing the sleeves of the bearded man, and he was silent for a moment.

He has been surrounded. Yang Yizhi looked at him with a look of surprise on his face. "My lord?" Although the bearded man had been prepared for a long time, when he heard these two words, the corners of his mouth still couldn't help twitching slightly.This is the second time he heard this title from others today. From the mouth of the two biggest enemies in his life. He smiled faintly: "That's right, I am the former King of Wuyue and today's bearded man." "In the past, the curly bearded man saw Tang Taizong's amazing expression. When he saw Tang Taizong, he knew that he could not compete with him for supremacy in the world, so he avoided Fuyu country and made his affairs in the sea. Today, I am just following the example of the ancients, so I changed my name to the bearded bearded man. Set foot in the Central Plains again. But Leader Yang, can't let me live?" Yang Yizhi said lightly: "I can't let it go, please think twice for the people." The bearded man laughed loudly: "Limin? It is the greatest misfortune for Limin not to be able to serve Mingzhu! I am Mingzhu!" He took a step forward and said with a proud smile: "Don't look at your tens of thousands of armored soldiers and hundreds of battleships, I can turn you into ashes in an instant!" The situation in the world changed suddenly, and it seemed that he was shocked by his bold words. The bearded man sternly said, "The flag is here!" Ranmaru respectfully presented the purple flag.The bearded man sneered and said, "This is the Tushita purple fire flag bestowed by Guanyin of the South China Sea. Once it is waved, the dragon fire will roll up, and everything will be ashes. I have awarded this flag, but I have never used it. I will take you Ming Dynasty officers and soldiers today. Come sacrifice this flag." As he said that, he suddenly raised the flag and launched it violently in the air! Yang Yizhi suddenly remembered that at the head of Feiyun City, Lanwan used this flag to summon countless ambushes in the sea, and blew up to attack the battleships, causing dozens of strong battleships to sink in an instant.The power of this Tushita Purple Fire Flag is truly extraordinary! He quickly waved his hand to signal everyone to be alert. Those Ming Dynasty officers and soldiers and martial arts heroes also recalled the scene just now, their faces changed greatly, and they raised their bows and arrows one after another, just waiting for the monster to jump out of the waves, and immediately pierced him with thousands of arrows, they must not be allowed to get close to the battleship! A sneer appeared on the corner of the bearded man's mouth.If this kind of precaution could stop the Tushita Purple Fire Flag, how could Avalokitesvara of the South China Sea give it to herself.He clearly remembered that Guanyin of the South China Sea solemnly told him not to use this flag unless it was a critical moment of life or death.Guanyin of the South China Sea knows exactly how high his martial arts are.Such an order must be because the power of this flag cannot be resisted by anyone! He could even imagine the screams of the officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty when the sea dragon fire was burning on the ship.Then, he will step on a pool of blood and turn defeat into victory.As long as these ships are wiped out, he can immediately clean up the remnants and capture Zhenhai City.Although the casualties were heavy, he will be able to rebuild the foundation in the shortest possible time. The smile on his face was full of heroism. However, the sea was quiet and nothing happened.The bearded man and the officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty all waited nervously, waiting for the arrival of a catastrophe. Ran Wan stretched out his hand quietly, and hooked the sleeve of the bearded man. "My lord... I, I have already used the flag." The bearded man's face immediately changed tragically.Ranmaru flinched to avoid the anger in his eyes, and distinguished: "I... I just want to win a battle for you..." The bearded man's eyes are about to burst.He wished he could grab this trash and tear him to pieces. Lan Wan backed up step by step, all the way to the edge of the reef: "They, they have demon skills, no wonder I..." The bearded man took a deep breath. He broke out into a burst of laughter: "Is it really God's death? It makes me rely on such jesters!" Ranmaru's fragile self-esteem was hurt, and he shouted: "Didn't you also be defeated by them back then!" The bearded man glanced over coldly, causing Ran Wan to choke.The bearded man immediately raised his head and stared at Yang Yizhi: "It is rumored that the sword of Fengyue, the lord of the alliance, is unparalleled in the world, and even the master of the Huayin Pavilion may not be able to stop it. I am practicing Dafengyun Palm today, and I claim to be quite successful, so I invite the lord How about trying it out for me?" As he spoke, his robe sleeves suddenly bulged.The sea breeze was so strong that it suddenly bulged his sleeves.In the vast purple air, the bearded man suddenly shouted loudly, and his body soared into the sky! The palm wind suddenly bulged from his sleeve like a tornado, the surface of the sea seemed to be hit by a shell, the huge wave rolled back, and hit it more than four feet high!The bearded man clapped his palms together, his true energy spurred a huge wave to the sky, and it crashed down on the battleship of Ming Dynasty! The officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty were shocked, they didn't expect this person's skill to be so high, he was in harmony with the heaven and the earth, and he was able to drive the power of the sea waves! Everyone was caught off guard and could only watch helplessly as the bearded man swooped down like a sea god, bringing up a huge wave more than ten feet high and hitting the fleet! His figure was already hidden in the wind and waves, and even Yang Yizhi's cultivation was unable to pinpoint his location.Yang Yizhi's expression darkened, and he kept Acacia behind him. As long as he is here, no one can hurt her. The mountains and seas are shaking, and the water is like a dragon singing. The huge tsunami gradually subsided.Everyone was surprised to find that this blow actually caused the pressing Deming Fleet to retreat a full three zhang!All the soldiers looked at the bearded man with fear, and no one dared to move forward. He seemed to have regained the king who held the tiger talisman and commanded the world, and no one dared to look back. Ranmaru could hardly help clapping. The purple shadow flickered, and the bearded man was still standing calmly on the rock, but he already had the aura of ruling the world. In his palm, a person shrank. The messenger in yellow. With just one slap, the bearded man not only repelled the Ming fleet, but also successfully evaded Yang Yizhi, capturing the envoy in yellow. ——Could it be that he has long seen that the envoy in yellow is the real commander of the Ming Army? He shook his sleeves lightly, and the messenger in yellow fell to the ground. The bearded man smiled: "Princess." Yang Yizhi's face changed in shock.This envoy in yellow is actually the princess of Ming Dynasty? How is this possible? The envoy in yellow raised his head, his face was sallow, and he looked at him from afar, but suddenly showed a mischievous expression. At that moment, Yang Yizhi suddenly realized that this "envoy in yellow clothes" must be Princess Yongle. But how could the princess condescend to become invisible and come to the army to help him, either overtly or secretly? If there is no princess, old father Yang Jisheng must be treated like a bull and horse; if there is no princess, even if he gathers two thousand martial arts tycoons, he will not be able to fight against the Japanese pirates, let alone achieve such a great victory. Why? The bearded man said indifferently: "You want to know why?" He smiled, and brushed his fingers over the face of the envoy in yellow.Layers of yellow powder slid down in the wind of his palm.A charming and slightly stubborn face appeared in front of everyone.The Ming officers and soldiers couldn't help but exclaimed. Yang Yizhi has no doubts anymore, that person is indeed Princess Yongle. The curly bearded guest said leisurely: "Master, do you remember that two years ago, in Tianshou Village, he used a song "Yulun Robe" to pay homage to the princess and pray for his father's life?" Yang Yizhi naturally remembered.It was also after that day that he did not hesitate to fight bloody to save the princess from her troubles.But by accident, he met another woman, causing a lifetime of pain. How can I forget? The bearded man sighed: "Unfortunately, since that day, the princess has never been able to forget the man in white clothes covered with peach blossoms. So, when she hid in the well and avoided the Mongolian cavalry, she came to find her uncle, Inquire about the whereabouts of the man." Princess Yongle's body trembled slightly, and she was bound tightly like a nightmare in the past, making it impossible for her to escape.She could only look at the man in white and beg him to save her. It's like he killed the company and came to save another woman. Yang Yizhi's heart was touched for a while. The clank of "Yu Lun Pao" seemed to ring in his ears again.At that time, he bathed in the clear spring, with no dross in his heart, and played a piece of "Yulun Pao" with the peach blossoms in the sky as his harp.No fighting, no killing, no anger, no dirt. From then on, he lived outside the Great Wall and went through all kinds of hardships, but he forgot that the song "Yulun Pao" has been ringing in another woman's heart ever since, and it never stops. In a ruthless world, the man in white who played the zither under the flowers has become her ray of light since then, a legend she repeatedly recalled during the days when she was locked in the deep palace. When you see your beloved, you spend your whole life by mistake. How could Yang Yizhi ignore it? He took a step forward and said, "Let her go!" The bearded man slowly shook his head: "It is rumored that the lord's sword of wind and moon is unparalleled in the world. Within two hours, only one sword can be used." He said lightly: "Meng Tiancheng." In the vast purple mist, a blood-colored crescent moon suddenly appeared.That's not a moon, but a knife, as cold and beautiful as a demon moon.Meng Tianxiang was like a ghost, hidden behind the red moon, there were many experts present, but no one could clearly see how he appeared. The bearded man said slowly: "Force the lord leader to unleash his Fengyue sword." Meng Tiancheng took a step, and the crimson light in his hand suddenly spun violently! This is a monster knife, once this knife is taken out, it will be returned with blood. The young man after the Red Moon is also an outstanding figure in the world. No one can hide his strength under his life-threatening blow.And once he unleashes the sword of Zhao Fengyue, Yang Yizhi will no longer be able to fight against the bearded man. There was a sneer on the corner of the bearded man's mouth.As long as Yang Yizhi is under control, he can hold the princess hostage and threaten these people to retreat. Anyone who refuses to comply will be killed immediately! As if the princess had foreseen this scene, she shook her head and closed her eyes. Yang Yizhi and Meng Tiancheng faced each other across the sea.The wind and waves were violent and exploded between the two of them. There was no emotion in Meng Tiancheng's red eyes. He is willing to give up his life at any time, just because the kindness he owes the bearded guest is as heavy as Mount Tai. When he was young, he was plotted against by his enemies and suffered the disaster of exterminating his family.It was the king of Wuyue who saved his life, and he was treated with ten years of courtesy, comparable to a national scholar.It was also King Wuyue who made him marry the most beloved woman as his wife. I still remember that on a Mid-Autumn Festival night a few years ago, he passed by the back garden of the palace and met the most beloved woman in his life.At that moment, the moonlight was like water, and the girl in green stood under the osmanthus tree, looking up, like a fairy who accidentally fell from the moon palace. Only later did he know that her name was Yang Jing, the only daughter of Yang Jisheng, Shangshu of the Ministry of War.At that time, he was just a school lieutenant in the palace. Without King Wuyue's efforts, he could only look up to the fairy in the moon forever. A scholar dies for his confidant. The grace of knowledge and encounter can only be repaid with life. Yang Yizhi looked at him, a look of pain suddenly appeared in his eyes. "I can't strike you with a sword." "Because I know who you are." Meng Tiancheng's body shook suddenly, his eyes suddenly raised, and he stared at Yang Yizhi sternly.But it was like a mirror stained with blood, reflecting the pain in Yang Yizhi's eyes so clearly. Yes, he knows who he is. Between him and him, there is a woman who is always waiting under the window lattice at the head of Huanhuaxi. The sky in Sichuan is always so gloomy, and she has never been happy. He and him, perhaps her closest relatives, faced each other with swords at sea, fighting to the death. Meng Tiancheng smiled miserably.He remembered what King Wuyue had said to him before he came here. "After this battle, you will be free." Freedom means that he can leave this desolate island, no longer live this turbulent life, and no longer bear thousands of infamy.But he doesn't care, all he cares about is that from now on, he can go back to the Huanhua River and meet the person who is thinking about his dream. His face gradually turned cold, and the scimitar between his fingers shone with a chilling light.Now, he just wants to cut off everything in front of him, and then return to the hut by Huanhua Creek, hug her tightly, tell her that he loves her, he doesn't care about the past, he just wants to see her smile. He doesn't care what happens after that, and she doesn't care, she will hate him for the rest of her life. He hated himself for being unable to say such things when he was around her.When he had the courage to speak out, he was far away from her. Yang Yizhi looked at his determined eyes, with endless sadness floating in his eyes: "Don't you know? Jing'er...she...she has already..." He couldn't continue, because he saw that Meng Tiancheng's eyes suddenly became dark.The Chiyue knife fell to the ground with a clang. The reef was split. "You... what did you say?" He stared blankly at Yang Yizhi, his words almost seemed to be begging. Yang Yizhi closed his eyes in pain.He could feel the pain in Meng Tiancheng's heart. Heart-piercing, unforgettable. Just like when he first heard the news. Until now, he is still unwilling to accept this fact, let alone bring it up again?However, he didn't want to watch this young man who loved Jing'er deeply continue to sink in sin. So, he repeated it lightly, every word was like a double-edged sword, scratching each other. "Jing'er... has passed away." Tears fell from the corners of his eyes.If it wasn't for his younger sister's death, how could he be so persistent in returning to his father's side?Besides him, who else can show a little filial piety? Meng Tiancheng trembled, and the whole sea seemed to tremble with him. He suddenly let out a heart-piercing roar, and a stream of blood flowed from his eyes. Dark blood. He stared at Yang Yizhi, and said word by word: "I have always wanted to kill two people, but in order not to make Jing'er sad, I have never done it. Now, I can finally. These two people are—" He paused, and blood dripped from the corner of his mouth. "Yang Yizhi." "Zhuo Wangsun." "If it weren't for you, how could she have been miserable all her life?" A thunderous sword glow suddenly appeared. Meng Tiancheng didn't have a knife in his hand, but the cold light of the knife overflowed from his palm and condensed into a pitch-black knife.The sharp edge of the knife pierced his palm, and blood flowed down the blade.The knife is shaped like an eye, and the blood is like tears flowing from the eye. Meng Tiancheng burst into tears, and the light of the sword suddenly soared to more than ten feet long, and it slashed down towards the battleship! Every martial artist who watched the battle turned pale with shock. Because they all know what kind of martial arts it is. Flying blood sword technique.The most notorious evil sword in martial arts.Biting bone and eroding blood can make the cultivation base increase by two or three times. Fresh blood kept overflowing from the corners of Meng Tiancheng's eyes, lips, and palms, and flowed on the blade light.The sword light sucked his energy, becoming more and more brilliant and fierce. A smile appeared on the corner of the bearded man's mouth. This kind of Meng Tiancheng is enough to force out every bit of Yang Yizhi's strength.As long as the Sword of Fengyue is out, he can control the overall situation at any time.Then, he will use the power of the world to heal Meng Tiancheng's injury. He is sure to win this battle. Meng Tiancheng's sorrow and pain were condensed in the blade light, and the blade split the sea waves and smashed the ship. Yang Yizhi retreated step by step, and did not fight back. How should I resist, and how can I bear to resist? At this moment, how could he unleash the unparalleled Sword of Fengyue and defeat him? If Jing'er knew about it, she would definitely not want to see the two of them go shopping. The light of the knife was like blood, wrapping around Yang Yizhi's side and slashing across, cutting the warship into a huge crack, and sawdust flying. "Stop!" With a soft shout, the golden battle armor flashed out from the side, blocking Yang Yi's body. She took a step forward and faced the red blade.Although there was still a distance of ten feet, Ling Lie's murderous aura penetrated like steel needles, stinging her skin, but she ignored it completely. She is a puppet, and she must sacrifice her life to protect the safety of her master. Shocked, Yang Yizhi pulled her away.In just this moment, the murderous aura of the blade had already divided her golden mask into two halves. The mask fell slowly, revealing the face that was as gentle as a lotus but also persistent as a lotus. Meng Tiancheng's body froze, and the crazily swollen sword light also suffocated. He remembers her. That is the goddess of lotus in the deserted city. She once led the naked refugees in the deserted city to repel the attacks of Mongolian cavalry time and time again.Now, she is standing quietly on the waves, facing his blade. Meng Tiancheng trembled in his heart. "No...I can't kill you..." He can't hit her.In the deserted city, they met only a few times, so he resolutely went to the King of Wuyue to plead for her for her.Why? Just because she and Jing'er are so similar? Meng Tiancheng clenched his hands tightly, the blade pierced his skin, and more blood oozed out. He was at a loss in his heart. Jing'er is gone, what should he do? He fell to his knees. The princess sensed a chance, and taking advantage of the moment when the bearded man was surprised, she said sharply to Acacia: "Behead!" Xiangsi seemed to wake up suddenly, her body suddenly pulled up.The battle flag more than one foot long was waved, and the long white scorpion swept across the sea waves, raised high, and swung down suddenly towards the bearded man! The bearded man was startled for a moment, but he woke up from the surprise in an instant. With a flick of his sleeves, Da Fengyun's palm came out from bottom to top, and slapped it in the air. The fierce palm wind rolled up the monstrous waves, and amidst the howling sound of the wind and waves, they violently struck the air.Xiangsi's body was instantly wrapped in the white waves.The palm wind inspired a thunderous power, rushing towards her.Maybe it only takes an instant to crush her! At this moment, an ethereal moonlight suddenly appeared.A new moon seemed to be blooming beside Xiangsi, gently embracing her body, and then striking down brilliantly. That touch of moonlight is not urgent, just like the faint eyes of a lover.But the Dafengyun Palm that the bearded man had struck out with all his strength, under the reflection of the moonlight, the ice melted and disintegrated, turning into powder. The waves rolled down furiously, attacking the bearded man! The bearded man was shocked, he couldn't believe it even to death, the palm he struck out with all his strength, couldn't resist the Fengyue sword! How is this possible! He was angry, howled, and gave another palm with all his strength! The moonlight is faint, neither strong nor weak, just shining faintly between the sea and the sky.The tides and waves become gentle and lonely under its reflection.Then it rolls back and forth, gradually subsiding. At this moment, the bearded man suddenly lost his mind. Is this fate? Ranmaru suddenly rushed up and hugged him.The genius ninjutsu unfolded, and he ran wildly on the vast sea. The bearded man shouted angrily: "Let go of me! You lowly, shameless thing! Even if I die, I will die on the battlefield!" Lan Wan shouted: "My lord, let's go and go to Guanyin of the South China Sea! Guanyin will definitely find a way for us!" Curly Beard: "Let go of me!" Ranmaru: "No!" The sound of the waves quickly swallowed the conversation between the two, and a huge tree appeared on the sea, blocking their way.The trees are huge, and the branches and leaves spread out, reaching dozens of miles away.Countless three-legged firebirds are jumping on its branches, and chariots carrying immortals pass by from time to time. That was the barrier that Ranmaru had set up to stop them. Yang Yizhi took Acacia's hand. "No matter what, I will catch up with him and release the puppet sword energy for you." But where to find King Wuyue and how to force him to release the puppet sword energy, Yang Yizhi is not sure. "I'll take you there. I know where they went." Meng Tiancheng looked in the direction of the South China Sea, his face full of loneliness.The evil poison of the Flying Blood sword technique had almost consumed his entire life, and now he was like a lamp that had run out of oil. Yang Yizhi was speechless.He didn't know how to face this affectionate man. "Can you promise me one thing?" Meng Tiancheng turned his head and looked at him seriously. "When you find the prince, can you ask him to stab me with a puppet sword?" "I want to know, after becoming a puppet, will I still remember Jing'er." When he said this, there was no sadness in his eyes.Because his heart is ashes. A small boat was driven by Meng Tiancheng, carrying Xiangsi and Yang Yizhi to the South China Sea.When Yang Yizhi looked back, the sky was vast, and the princess was standing on the reef, watching him go further and further away. Seeing him turn around, the princess forced a smile. The small boat gradually disappeared between the sea and the sky. "Master, do you think he will come back?" "Oh, princess, let's go back." "No, I'm going to wait here until he comes back."

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Notes: ① details.Yang Jisheng was exiled outside the Great Wall because he advocated fighting against Mongolia and offended the powerful.Yang Yizhi interceded with the princess and asked for the release of his father.Unexpectedly, there is an attack from Mongolia. In order to escape the danger, the princess exchanges identities with Xiangsi, who is pretending to be a maid.Yang Yizhi is grateful for the princess's kindness to his father, and ventures to rescue the princess from the thousands of troops, but unexpectedly rescues Acacia who exchanged identities with the princess.Yang Yizhi's relationship with lovesickness began from then on. ②Yang Jing, Yang Yizhi's only sister, Meng Tiancheng's beloved woman.The details are "Huayin Liushao·Shu Dao Wenling" (appendix after the separate volume).