Zheng Congyuan took another look at Ju Nanyi, clearly noticing that sothing was off with him. His first thought was that it had already been quite difficult for Ju Nanyi to hold on until now, and that the situation was likely to beco even more difficult.
But no matter how difficult it was... even if it was extrely difficult, he could not afford to take any risks.
Old Master Wen Kang looked at Zheng Haoyuan with so uncertainty for a mont, faintly guessing that there was sothing they didn’t know about.
At this mont, the Marquis of Zhenbei was simply overjoyed, shocked by this critical reversal which seed like a favor from the heavens themselves.
"First, dismantle the formation—" the Marquis of Zhenbei said imdiately, not wanting to waste any ti, and looked directly at Zheng Congyuan, hoping only to take advantage of the other party’s urgency to save soone and leave quickly.
The Marquis of Zhenbei had his own ideas. Now that Zheng Congyuan had ford an alliance with Qiandao Temple, even if Ghoul Ravine agreed to help him, it wouldn’t be as reliable as Qiandao Temple. He could only take it one step at a ti, and, moreover, whether Ghoul Ravine would make a move was sothing the Marquis of Zhenbei was uncertain of. Therefore, this mont presented the best opportunity to escape, and they were prepared for both offense and defense.
Zheng Haoyuan was despondent; Zheng Congyuan had actually agreed, he had actually agreed...
Why did Zheng Congyuan agree? Shouldn’t Nanzheng State be what he cared most about? How could he let them go for his cousin’s sake? Zheng Haoyuan was certain that Zheng Congyuan would not do this, which is why he had spoken up.
Was Zheng Congyuan going to bear the bla of the world?
Ju Nanyi’s thoughts were much more nurous. The mories of his two lifetis intersecting with each other were now like the rging of the Governor Vessel and the Conception Vessel, and he had co to understand the key points, whether he was involved or not.
So, Master Yin He of Ghoul Ravine, who wanted to marry Zheng Nianru, would be pursued and eliminated by Qiandao Temple despite the great effort.
Once Zong Yunqian reached the Northern Border, it was as if he had vanished into thin air. And the scholars that Prince Duan had taken a liking to, intending to find a manageable husband for Zheng Nianru, now it seed not a matter of his own selfish desires, but rather Zheng Congyuan’s.
"Lord Ju, Lord Ju." Finally, soone couldn’t hold back any longer and stepped forward to tug at Ju Nanyi’s sleeve. Ju Nanyi turned sharply, the fierceness in his eyes startling the other person. In the next mont, when they looked at Lord Ju again, it seed as if they had been mistaken the mont before.
"Lord Ju, the Crown Prince is calling you," the official reminded him cautiously, and even if he hadn’t been seeing things, that look from Lord Ju was only ant for enemies. Besides, Lord Ju looked pale and sickly, surely due to being overworked.
"Nanyi, dismantle the formation—" Zheng Congyuan hadn’t missed Ju Nanyi’s distraction, but seeing the other’s extrely pale face, he knew sothing must be wrong.
Ju Nanyi glanced at the two soldiers beside him and the crowd then realized that although these two were dressed as soldiers, their mannerisms did not resemble those of soldiers at all. Removing their helts, even the mages’ headgear hadn’t been changed in ti. They both took out bamboo flutes, and a strange, chaotic flute lody stread out. Following that, black smoke rose from the circle filled with black coal dust, slowly gathering in mid-air, becoming denser. Finally, it ford a pack of creatures the size of martens made of black smoke, which then leapt into the air and disappeared.
"Is this the legendary Chaotic Fox Formation?" among the officials were those with extensive knowledge and had seen descriptions of this formation in ancient texts. Although their understanding was more imitative than comprehensive, witnessing it with their own eyes gave them a realization that ca close to certainty.
The two mages beside Ju Nanyi did not speak, stepping back beside Ju Nanyi. They didn’t care about what was happening around them; who beca Emperor was of no difference to them. It was only because Ju Nanyi had saved their junior that they had lent their aid.
"Thank you both, mages—" Ju Nanyi bowed his head in gratitude, slowly starting to regain his wits, pulling back from the impulse to unleash destruction like a madman.
Where should he go from here? Everything in his life had been going according to plan, to the point where he even felt that this lifeti could be spared of all the joy that never happened, to start anew. But now, now, it was as if everything he had done was aningless.
It’s just as well to let things spiral into chaos. Let everything turn to ashes and smoke, that would be better.
The two mages imdiately helped Ju Nanyi up, not allowing him to perform the gesture of gratitude.
Seeing that the Formation had dissipated, the Marquis of Zhenbei imdiately sent soone to check and, finding no danger, was about to leave with his n when he heard the sound of orderly footsteps. A troop of people suddenly appeared within sight before anyone could react.
This group of people directly blocked the path of the Wen Family Army.
Just a few dozen people stopped an army of thousands from the Wen Family, standing there without any intention of making way.
This group, dressed entirely in black, even covered their heads with black scarves, leaving only their eyes visible.
"Zheng Congyuan—," the Marquis of Zhenbei imdiately turned his head and shouted loudly at Zheng Congyuan.
Zheng Congyuan was also looking at this group of people, subconsciously feeling that they were no ordinary group. It seed they were neither from the Wen Family nor his own n.
Ju Nanyi glanced at the newcors, uninterested. All he wanted was to leave, preferably after a fight to the death, with none left standing.
The Marquis of Zhenbei and Old Master Wen Kang also realized that these people were not from Zheng Congyuan’s side, and felt a sense of foreboding. Wen Sheng boldly stepped forward.
"Who are you?" Wen Sheng took another step forward, not wanting to lose montum, especially now when the situation was critical.
However, the other party didn’t seem inclined to speak, just stood there coldly, as if they were deaf to Wen Sheng’s question, without any intention of answering.
This invisible oppression imdiately made everyone sense an air of danger.
Pri Minister Lin unconsciously looked towards the Crown Prince, subconsciously feeling that the Crown Prince still had a trump card up his sleeve.
However, at this mont, Zheng Congyuan had also cald down. The presence of this group made him realize that so things were now beyond his control, reaching a point of unpredictability.
Because these people were not part of his plan; in fact, he had no idea who they were.
Seeing this, Wen Sheng prepared to take another step forward; the Wen Family Army was not easily frightened.
"Zheng Congyuan, do you no longer care about Zheng Nianru’s life?" the Marquis of Zhenbei continued to bellow, but as Wen Sheng stepped forward, the black-clothed people made their move. With a wave of a hand, two ghostly shadows, like gigantic dragons, swooped down from the sky, circling above the heads of these black-clothed figures.
"What is this..." Pri Minister Lin and others in the back hadn’t seen the actions of the black-clothed people clearly, but they did see the ghostly shadows in the sky and their expressions imdiately changed. This thing, this thing...
Those officials who were sowhat older all knew the origin of the Ghost Shadows and the terrifying legend that once surrounded them, never expecting to witness such horror in their lifeti.
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