Miao Qi Miao

Chapter 1888 The Heavenly Prison Descends

Zhu Zining laughed, "Yu Qingzhu is certainly not the strongest master."

"I gave them both a chance to duel back then."

"Qu Mo, however, took my words as a joke. In his view, love does not require a desperate fight. A woman who would make you fight to the death is definitely not one who loves you."

"Yu Qingzhu took action in his own way. He schemed against Qu Mo, ruining his reputation."

"However, the evidence of his scheming against Qu Mo also fell into my hands. If he couldn't be used by me, he would end up like Qu Mo."

"So, Yu Qingzhu has remained in the Reincarnation Division."

I said in a deep voice, "You never loved my Shifu, nor did you love Yu Qingzhu?"

Zhu Zining laughed, "They were not the strongest people, is it wrong for me not to love them?"

"In my opinion, the only true strong person is the Holy Lord."

I sneered, "The weak whom you don't love are willing to sacrifice their lives for you. The strong whom you love have abandoned you here to wait for death."

"Is this the result you wanted?"

"Haha..." Zhu Zining laughed, "Not being trapped or disturbed by love, and making decisive decisions, is also a sign of strength."

"Qu Mo couldn't do it, and neither could Yu Qingzhu."

Zhu Zining said, "Besides, Yu Qingzhu knew my thoughts, yet he still kept offering me advice, isn't that great?"

"Why should I waste my energy caring about what Qu Mo and Yu Qingzhu think?"

What Zhu Zining didn't know was how strong the revenge of a fox could be.

Yu Qingzhu not only wanted to take revenge on Zhu Zining, but also on the Reincarnation Holy Lord.

The hidden arrow he had buried for many years finally appeared at this moment.

I deliberately said, "Reincarnation Holy Lord? He's a strong person, so why haven't we seen him fight in the martial world!"

Zhu Zining said, "You can ask your father and your Shifu, how much did they pay to keep the Holy Lord's clone here?"

Li Chunfeng said expressionlessly, "One-third of the Embroidered Uniform Guard's elite, half of its masters, Jiu Gui seriously injured, and several spaces were shattered before they were able to eliminate him."

"It's a pity, he was only a clone of the Lord of Heavenly Prison."

Zhu Zining said triumphantly, "How about it? The Holy Lord single-handedly resisted the Embroidered Uniform Guard and made you pay such a price?"

"Who among you can do that?"

I scoffed, "What's the point of the person you love being strong if they don't even give you a second glance?"

Zhu Zining said obsessively, "You don't understand, the harder something is to get, the more precious it becomes."

I waved my hand and said, "Please stop talking, I'm afraid I'll throw up if I listen any longer."

"Vulgar!" Zhu Zining turned her head away and stopped talking.

I looked at my Shifu, Qu Mo, with some worry, but he smiled at me.

I didn't know if my Shifu had let go of the past.

I could only smile back at him.

At this moment, Butcher Wang transmitted his voice to me, "Did your Shifu ever talk to you about Zhu Zining?"

I transmitted my voice back, "My Shifu never mentions Zhu Zining in front of me."

"If I hadn't run into the Reincarnation Division in the martial world, I wouldn't have known I had such a Shimu."

Butcher Wang said, "Good man."

"Men who whine after a breakup are the most disgusting. Love and hate were both choices made back then. Even if he was deceived, it was his own willingness at the time."

"Those who don't speak of it are the ones who have truly let go of that past."

Alright!

Hearing what Butcher Wang said, I felt a little more relieved.

I was really afraid that my Shifu would have a moment of despair and end up dying together with Zhu Zining.

I suddenly remembered something, "Zhu Zining, what about the Emperor's Will that He Lingbo brought back? Where did you put it?"

"Threw it away, had someone throw it into Liangjie Mountain." Zhu Zining said, "Daojun, Jun Jixue, possesses the aura of an Emperor. He has long become the chosen successor of the Emperor by both the Art Dao and the Underworld."

"I threw the Emperor's Will into Liangjie Mountain to let him inherit it. He will be the Emperor."

"With his Heavenly Soul returning early, Jun Jixue only has less than 20,000 soldiers. He will surely die trying to resist the Heavenly Soul with such a small force."

"Once the Emperor dies, the confidence of the Art Dao will be completely shattered."

"Then no one will dare to go to Liangjie Mountain to face the tribulation!"

"You are doomed to lose!"

No wonder Zhu Zining dared to bet with us using the opportunity of the Heavenly Dao. It turned out that Yu Qingzhu had also prescribed such a strong medicine.

The legend of the Emperor and Greedy Wolf has been circulating for too long, and the idea of the Emperor saving the world has long been deeply rooted in people's hearts.

What does the Emperor's death mean to the Art Dao? It goes without saying.

Zhu Zining is betting on people's hearts with me.

People's hearts can be trusted, but they are also the least reliable.

Can we still win this bet?

Seeing my expression, Zhu Zining couldn't help but laugh loudly, "Little Li Po, you're still suffering losses at my hands."

"When it comes to strategizing battles, I'm not as good as you. When it comes to people's hearts, you're not as good as me."

"I'm destined to win this bet!"

Zhu Zining suddenly smiled and said, "Li Po, aren't you friends with Jun Jixue?"

"He will soon be beheaded, don't you want to cry for him? Could it be that you don't consider him a friend?"

I smiled faintly and said, "After coming all this way, what is there left for me to cry about?"

"If Jun Jixue wins, I won't need to cry!"

"If Jun Jixue loses, I might just meet him in the Underworld the next day."

"Even if I don't die, I can save it up until the end and cry for ten or eight people together, to avoid being exhausted by one funeral after another."

Just as Zhu Zining was gnashing her teeth in anger, a loud explosion suddenly came from the direction of Liangjie Mountain.