It's raining, it's drizzling, it's sprinkling, this rain has lasted for half a month....

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This rain seems to wash away the traces of the past, and it seems to wash away those blood stains... In any case, this rain did fall for half a month, and a rain diluted everything.....

"Jing Ning, my father came to you to tell you something," Lying on the sickbed was the emperor who was weak, his face was pale and his breath was unstable, since the coup d'état half a month ago, the emperor has aged faster.

Sitting next to the bed was Zhu Jingning, Zhu Jingning's face didn't seem to be very good, and he didn't smile with a smile on his face, "Father, you said." ”

"My father is tired and doesn't want to care anymore..... The country cannot be without a king for a day, and now... It's only your seventh brother, but he's still young...."

"Father wants me to assist the seventh brother?"

"That's right, now in this court, there is no one to believe, my father knows that you have always missed Ye Zihan, but he has always been a Jianghu person, and he will not get used to this kind of life in the court; But now my father has broken his promise," the emperor said bitterly and bitterly, "My father hopes that you can help your seventh brother to be a Ming Jun, I promise you, when your seventh brother grows up, your father will never restrict your freedom again, you can go out of the palace, go out and play as much as you want, as long as you are happy.......... Father can no longer accompany you. ”

"Father..."Zhu Jingning's eyes flowed with tears, and he choked up and said, "Father, I promise you, I will definitely help the seventh brother to be a Ming Jun." ”

"Okay, Jing Ning, thank you. "There are successors to the country, but the emperor is not very happy, because this has taken Zhu Jingning's life.

"But, Father, I have a request. ”

"What a request, you just say. ”

"I want to bring my sword to the temple. ”

The emperor looked at Zhu Jingning's eyes, and after a moment, nodded, "Yes." "The emperor has already seen Zhu Jingning's thoughts, this sword must be Ye Zihan's ruthless sword, with this sword, she will feel that she is not alone, and she will not be alone.

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Three days later, the emperor announced the appointment of the Seventh Prince as the crown prince, and officially began to act as the agent of state affairs from today, and appointed Zhu Jingning as the assistant of the imperial sword, and Li Yongmao was in charge of the palace guard, and assisted the Seven Princes!

In this way, Zhu Jingning assisted the Seven Princes with his sword until he grew up....

"See His Royal Highness the Prince, His Royal Highness the Princess!"

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The sun came out, half a month of rain finally ended, and the Central Plains was full of vitality with a new look.....

Ye Zihan walked alone on the mountain path, he had already changed into a gray robe, between his right arm, a long sleeve was empty, and his white face seemed to be a lot of vicissitudes.

Walking on the road alone, without saying a word, without hearing or listening, the injuries on the body have healed after half a month of recuperation, and the powerful energy in the body has all been transformed into its own true qi, and now Ye Zihan is as intact as ever, only one difference is that the mystery of the unity of man and sword has been memorized....

Looking at the three big characters of Shijimen that had been washed by the rain, Ye Zihan couldn't help but sigh, it was half a month to leave, after being injured, Ye Zihan did not return to Shijimen immediately, because he didn't want the master to worry, and now he is back....

Walking up the hill step by step, when you get on, you look the same as before, as if nothing has changed.

Ye Zihan had a trace of joy in his heart, he couldn't help but speed up his pace, walked quickly to the master's residence, and pushed open the door with excitement, but everything in front of him seemed to make him a little disappointed, there was no one in the room, where did the master go? Could it be that he was playing with the little fool? Ye Zihan quickened his pace again, came to the room where he was, pushed open the door, there was still no one, the little fool and the master were not here, where would they be?

It's so quiet!

At this moment, Ye Zihan found that the entire Shiji Gate was too quiet, there was no figure, from the time he went up the mountain just now to now, there was no one, and the entire Shiji Gate was empty!

Ye Zihan couldn't help but get worried, and hurriedly ran to the Hongyuan Palace, and when he saw it, there was still no one, Qingxing Palace, no one, no one in the Discipline Pavilion, and the back mountain..... Still no one.

In just one cup of tea, Ye Zihan ran all over the entire Shiji Gate, and here, there was no one!

There was no trace of a fight in the sect, everything was so peaceful, but everyone's was like evaporating from the world, disappearing, Ye Zihan was puzzled, where did they go?

All of them have been moved, it is impossible, Shijimen has a foundation of hundreds of years, and it will not be easy to move the foundation, and even if it is moved, the master will find a way to notify himself, but there is no news, and the furnishings in the house are the same as when he left before;

They were killed, it is even more impossible, there are so many masters in the Shiji Gate, who else can have the ability to kill people without a single cent, and there is not even a corpse;

Is it a Heavenly Cult? Impossible, the Heavenly Cult does not have such a great ability to kill people invisibly;

Ye Zihanzai thought carefully about the crux of the problem, but he was always puzzled.

didn't have time to think about it, Ye Zihan immediately rushed to Tianxing Pavilion, wanting to go to Xiang Nantian to ask clearly, to see what was going on?

But everything seems to be expected, Tianxing Pavilion is also not alone, and the Shiji Gate, the entire sect is empty, there is no blood, there is no trace of destruction, everything is so quiet, quiet is a little scary.

Ye Zihan felt more and more that this matter was not simple, in order to verify a conjecture in his heart, Ye Zihan ran through all the sects he could think of to find out.

Half a day passed, and there was no one, and the entire martial arts seemed to have been hollowed out, and there was no one.

By the way, there is another place - the Heavenly Cult!

Without further ado, Ye Zihan immediately went to the Heavenly Cult.

The mountain where the Heavenly Cult is located is Tianqi Mountain, which is majestic and tall, very similar to the character of Dongfang Ying and Dongfang Yan's father and son.

Tianqi Mountain!

Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, thousands of paths and people disappear, this poem is very suitable here, the whole mountain peak does not have a bird's song, there is not a beast's breath.

This is the first time Ye Zihan has come to the Heavenly Cult, standing on the top of the mountain, the first thing he sees is the thirty-three stone pillars erected in the middle of the mountain peak, which are very majestic!

Subsequently, Ye Zihan came to the main hall of the Heavenly Cult - Qi Tian Palace!

Looking at those three words, Ye Zihan was no longer powerless to sigh at his domineering.

Slowly walking in, looking at the empty hall, Ye Zihan groaned slightly, his eyes froze, and he suddenly noticed a smell of blood in the air.

Ye Zihan hurriedly stepped forward to inspect and found that there was a faint blood stain on the ground, Ye Zihan hurriedly leaned down and gently stroked it with his fingers, and then, when he took it to his nose and smelled it, Ye Zihan's eyes suddenly lit up, this should be Dongfang Yan's bloodstains!

Ye Zihan was deeply pleased, and then, Ye Zihan turned the entire Heavenly Cult around, and there was still no one left....

When Ye Zihan came to an attic, he stopped, looked at the furnishings in the house, and smelled the fragrance in the house, this should be Dongfang Yunjing's boudoir, thinking of Dongfang Yunjing's amnesia, Ye Zihan couldn't help but feel guilty.

After a little groaning, Ye Zihan left here, returned to the main hall again, looking at the drop of blood on the ground, Ye Zihan's eyes flashed slightly, and he groaned slightly, and after a while, he turned around and left, and drove quickly in the direction of the Shiji Gate....

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Shiji Gate

Back at Shiji Gate, Ye Zihan stood in the square, looked at the attic in front of him, and thought quietly, now it can be determined that they were all killed or captured, this person's martial arts are so high and unfathomable, Dongfang Yan should have fought with him, but he was still defeated, today's martial arts, who else can do this? Ye Zihan really doesn't know who or which organization can have such a great ability to take the entire martial arts in one pot.

"Brother Ye!"