653: Demons appear, Zhou Wuji is released from prison

"The Wang family sold us out?!" Qiong Juanshu was stunned.

"That's right, your Father said that when the Wang family approached us to sell the telephone, they had already set a trap for us!"

"It's hateful that our Qiong family still treated the Wang family as our only partner in Five Directions City."

"Before, the Ning family even sent us a message saying they could help us solve the telephone problem, but the Wang family refused on our behalf. After the Wang family blocked our retreat, they directly had the County Office take action! He wants to drive our Qiong family to ruin!"

"It was like this?!" An unknown surge of anger rose in Qiong Juanshu's heart.

"Oh no, oh no! Master drank poison!" Suddenly, from the Qiong family courtyard, a maid's scream abruptly reached Qiong Juanshu!

"What?!" Hearing this news.

The woman in the room's legs went weak, and she fell to the ground.

And Qiong Juanshu, unable to remain calm, rushed out of the room towards the source of the scream.

By the time he arrived at the scene, he could see that among the surrounding Qiong family members, there was a Middle-aged man half-reclining in someone's arms.

"Father!" Qiong Juanshu cried out, pushing the surrounding people aside.

"Qiong'er, you're here." The Middle-aged man's originally dim pupils regained some vitality in his eyes after seeing Qiong Juanshu, his eldest son.

"Doctor, where is the doctor?!" Qiong Juanshu shouted, looking around.

"Heh heh, don't shout." The Qiong Family Head slowly shook his head, "This is what I deserve. The Qiong family's century-old foundation was ruined in my hands, how can I continue to live..."

Speaking of this, the Qiong Family Head looked at Qiong Juanshu, and just as he wanted to tell the Child to take good care of himself, poisonous blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, his breathing stopped, and his pupils gradually widened.

"No! Father!" Qiong Juanshu cried out in pain, veins popping on his forehead due to the surge of emotion.

The surrounding scene also completely plunged into darkness at this moment.

In the color of deathly silence, he seemed to be in another World!

"Mmm~ What a wonderful taste of hatred..." A hoarse voice, revealing evil, like a serpent, crawled into his mind and poured into his ear!

"Child, do you want revenge? Do you want those enemies to experience extreme torture and fear? The taste of fear is truly wonderful."

The voice continued.

In the center of the dark World, Qiong Juanshu slowly raised his head, as if sensing something.

In his distinct black and white pupils, a spectral figure with dishevelled hair like a beggar was reflected!

...

The next day.

After several days of cold rain, it returned today.

The biting cold rain was even more bone-chilling than before, an evolution towards the arrival of winter.

Wanhua Brothel.

Today, Yuwen Mingxuan was in a good mood.

Because his Father and uncle had respectively sent a one-patterned ghost weapon envoy and a two-patterned demon soldier envoy to protect his safety!

Having this level of protective power made Yuwen Mingxuan increasingly confident about the future struggle for the emergence of the demon blade.

However, compared to the demon blade, which he could only access after some time.

What Yuwen Mingxuan cared about more now was the holy weapon shard that the Seventh Princess had lost to him!

How many days had this already been delayed?

Looking across the entire Qingpan Country, among his peers, only this woman treated him with such disregard!

Before, he was wary of Snake Old, who was by that woman's side, and didn't dare to push too hard.

Now...

With these two powerful backup forces, how could Yuwen Mingxuan continue to wait?

"Yuwen Gongzi, please calm down. This trip, we will go with you. If that Seventh Princess really dares to say no, I will directly help Young Master snatch the item!"

Yuwen Mingxuan was sitting in the carriage, heading towards where the Seventh Princess was.

And the one speaking was a woman at the window outside the carriage, dressed in red, with a red hairpin in her coiled hair, and red makeup on her lips and eyes.

Dressed like this, the woman was not ugly.

It was just that beneath the vibrant and heavy red makeup, it seemed something ugly was still hidden.

"Red Feather Envoy, you are exaggerating. If we really attacked the Seventh Princess, it would be hard to explain to my Father and uncle."

"After all, this woman is backed by the Royal Family!"

"So what if she's backed by the Royal Family? As long as Yuwen Gongzi is unhappy, I will teach her a lesson!" The woman called Red Feather Envoy shouted, acting like a female lapdog.

Yuwen Mingxuan shook his head indifferently.

This woman was sent by his Father, the governor. Her strength was no less than General Tu's, and she was considered a powerful ghost weapon envoy.

She just talked a lot.

At the same time.

Five Directions City Prison.

Zhou Wuji's shackles were opened, and the man looked at the woman before him with slightly complex eyes.

"Why did you save me?" Zhou Wuji stretched his limbs and asked the Seventh Princess.

"You said you have other poems. Could you compose one or two for me to hear?" The Seventh Princess did not directly answer the reason for saving him, but instead posed a question to Zhou Wuji.

"Naturally." Zhou Wuji paused slightly before speaking.

A moment later, he copied down two poems from his era, changed the author's name to his own, and finished reciting them.

Hearing two new poems that could definitely be passed down through the ages, the Seventh Princess's eyes flickered, and she praised them inwardly.

"I believe you. Those poems at the poetry gathering were just a coincidence."

The Seventh Princess said, fumbling in her sleeve for a moment, and then a book appeared in her hand: "At the poetry gathering back then, I said that whoever's poem was the best would get this inner cultivation health preservation manual."

"In my opinion, Duke Zhou is worthy of this inner cultivation Martial Arts."

After speaking, the Seventh Princess took another deep breath, as if having made a decision, and took out something else from her person.

This item was only half the size of a palm.

Looking at the dull light it reflected, it seemed to be a piece from an old bronze mirror.

At first glance, this palm-sized bronze mirror shard was nothing special, but upon closer inspection, Zhou Wuji could see a dense, strange power surging within it!

"This is a holy weapon shard." Looking at the item in her hand, the Seventh Princess said, "At the poetry gathering, this was the stake in the bet between me and Yuwen Mingxuan."

"Originally, I should have given this to him."

"But Yuwen Mingxuan is bloodthirsty! If this holy weapon shard falls into that guy's hands, it will surely bring suffering to countless common people! To prevent such a thing from happening, I hope you can accept this item and not let anyone discover it!"

The Seventh Princess's tone was full of seriousness, and her expression was even more righteous.

And she didn't know that her words and the scene with Zhou Wuji in the prison at this moment were all recorded by an inconspicuous weed nearby.

Ning family.

Ning Buxiu sat on the bed, while the doctor was changing the dressing on his chest wounds.

And his gaze was shifting between the surveillance footage of Yuwen Mingxuan and the Seventh Princess.

As expected, the Seventh Princess still gave the holy weapon shard to the protagonist.

It was true. He had intercepted who knows how many things from the protagonist, and now the protagonist could only rely on this low-income-assistance-like holy weapon shard to accumulate strength.

However, since this scene was now seen by him, Ning Buxiu naturally couldn't just let it go.

Yuwen Mingxuan urgently needed the holy weapon shard. If he truly waited until the Seventh Princess openly refused, Yuwen Mingxuan would likely have no other option but to get angry.

And if he were to reveal the whereabouts of the holy weapon shard at this time in exchange for touching the weapons of those two new bodyguards a couple of times, that condition shouldn't be excessive, right?

By then, with the new server added, he could also upload this new software.

Ning Buxiu looked at the System panel. After successfully intercepting yesterday, the System, as expected, rewarded him with another software.