Xuanxia

Chapter 529 Argument
After an unknown amount of time, Fu Qingzhou slowly woke up.

But the moment he woke up, he felt a biting chill...then he found that he couldn't move.

"what happened?"

Fu Qingzhou wanted to frown, but found that he couldn't even do it.

But the action of opening eyes did not pose any hindrance.

After opening my eyes, all I see is an ice-blue and transparent scene.

"Is this...ice?"

He quickly responded: "I'm trapped in ice?"

Yes, he was trapped in a huge block of ice. In his eyes, everything around him became distorted and blurry. The coldness from the ice penetrated through his clothes and almost froze his muscles.

He subconsciously wanted to use his internal energy to resist the cold, but soon he remembered what the man in the black hat had said before - don't move, don't talk, don't make a sound, and wait.

"Well... it's cold, but it seems to be okay. It doesn't hurt much. Let's leave it like this for now."

Fu Qingzhou calmed down and stared at the edge of the ice - the dim light refracted and reflected in it, forming a strange and beautiful halo.

Through the halo and the twisted ice, he gradually realized that he was in a dim corner of a dark hall.

The hall was dimly lit with only a few oil lamps. The few faint rays of light shone through the floating black curtains, looking mysterious and eerie.

"Here... is it in Xiyu Pavilion?"

Fu Qingzhou's gaze paused slightly.

At this moment, a strange voice suddenly sounded in the hall.

"You went to kill him, why did you bring him back?"

How to describe this voice? To Fu Qingzhou, it sounded like a voice processed by a special voice changer. It was hard to tell whether it was male or female, old or young. It also sounded like many people were talking at the same time, with a strange divinity.

At this moment, a black curtain was drawn aside, and he could finally see clearly... In the center of the hall, stood a tall figure in a black robe.

Behind the figure, the man in the black hat lowered his head and said softly, "Your Majesty, I think you may not want to kill him."

Your Majesty?

Fu Qingzhou's pupils narrowed.

That black figure is the master of Xiyu Pavilion, Your Majesty!
Is he...really Jiang Baichuan like Wu Yan said?

Fu Qingzhou tried desperately to see His Majesty's appearance through the ice and the fluttering black curtains, but his vision was obstructed too much, and His Majesty only showed a very small part of his temples, so he could not judge.

In the hall, His Majesty has spoken again.

"I don't want to kill him?"

There seemed to be a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone: "Yes, I don't want to kill him, he is useful to me... But since the lord wants him to die, let him die. I don't like to seek external things. If it's gone, it's gone."

The man in the black hat was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "Your Majesty, that's what you think, but..."

He raised his head and asked word by word, "Alliance Leader Jiang Baichuan, do you also think so?"

"!!!" Fu Qingzhou's pupils trembled.

Hearing this, His Majesty seemed to be touched by this, and his tone suddenly became higher and full of anger: "What do you mean by this?!"

"That's what I meant."

The man in the black hat was still calm: "Your Excellency Xiyu Pavilion, you may not care about Fu Qingzhou's life, but what about Wulin Alliance Leader Jiang? You still want to see Qingsongzi, learn the supreme swordsmanship of Zhenxian Palace, and watch the potential dragon you have brought up shine in the martial arts world..."

"You even sent him three sword intentions to save his life."

"Master Jiang, do you really want him to die?"

Hearing these words, Fu Qingzhou was struck by lightning.

The chill from the ice penetrated his bones, but it was not as chill as the chill in his heart.

Your Excellency of Xiyu Pavilion, is it really Jiang Baichuan?
But how is this possible?

When Wu Yan said that before, he didn't believe it at all.

Just as I thought before, what kind of frank and sincere person is Jiang Baichuan? Fu Qingzhou dare not say that he has seen countless people, but he can still do basic knowledge of people.

There is not only Hua Wuying in the Wulin Alliance, but also many disciples. Most of them are very good people, including Master Wu who is good at alchemy and Master Feng who is good at blacksmithing... How can a person who can train and win over these people be a bad person?
Do they know that Jiang Baichuan has such an identity?

What about Brother Hua Wuying? Does he know?

Fu Qingzhou seemed to have been drained of all his strength.

But... after all, he is not a rookie anymore.

Soon, he gathered his strength again, calmed himself, and silently looked at the tall figure in the hall.

He also wanted to hear what this Lord, this leader, would say!
After hearing the questioning from the man with the black hat, His Majesty calmed down.

After a moment of silence, he slowly said, "I told you a long time ago."

"Jiang Baichuan is just an insignificant identity of mine... When I play him, I may be kind and righteous, or a gentleman, but all of this is fake." "The Wulin Alliance is just a game of my other identities, so don't mind it."

However, after he finished speaking, the man in the black hat suddenly asked again inexplicably: "Master Jiang, do you really want him to die?"

After being asked this question, His Majesty, who had been calm just now, suddenly became furious again!
He suddenly turned sideways and flicked his sleeves heavily!

In an instant, countless sword intentions rose up in the hall!

Each sword intent can manifest as a fairy sword, with a sinister sword energy, rampaging in this hall!

The curtains were torn apart in the blink of an eye, the oil lamps shook violently, and sword intents carved deep sword marks on the walls of the hall. The sharpest and most domineering sword intent was of course pointed at the man in the black hat.

But the man in the black hat was clearly not panicking.

He dispersed like a wisp of smoke, and the domineering sword intent passed through his body, but to him it was just like throwing a stone into the water, causing the waves to sway lightly. After the sword intent dissipated, the ripples also calmed down.

The sword intent died down, and the figure of the man in the black hat returned to normal.

"Alliance Leader Jiang."

He said softly, "You have been in an unstable state of mind recently, and the sharpness of your sword has greatly decreased... Do you really know what you want?"

"I said!"

His Majesty's tone began to become unstable: "I am not Jiang Baichuan!"

The strange feeling in his voice that sounded like both male and female, and neither male nor female, began to fade away, and it became like the voice of an ordinary person... or in other words, it became like the voice of Jiang Baichuan.

Fu Qingzhou watched through the ice, feeling strange.

Jiang Baichuan...or should I say, Your Majesty, why does he look mentally unstable?

This is also true.

"Is it?"

The man in the black hat suddenly asked, "Then... why did you let Wu Yan go and deliberately show him your appearance? Don't you want him to spread your appearance? Do you want to be the Lord or the Jiang Alliance Leader?"

After hearing the words of the man in the black hat, the strange part in His Majesty's voice became fainter and fainter, and gradually turned completely into Jiang Baichuan's voice, and his tone was full of confusion and surprise.

"What are you talking about? Your Excellency?"

Your Majesty... Jiang Baichuan slowly turned around. Although he was still wearing the black robe, his face was revealed.

There was not only confusion and surprise on that face, but also visible anger.

"Why am I here!?"

He shouted at the man in the black hat, "I've said it before, Xiyu Pavilion has nothing to do with me! For the sake of our friendship, I don't care what you do, but don't drag me into it again!"

After saying that, he flicked his sleeves, shouted "Get out of the way!", and was about to leave.

The man in the black hat did not give way, but pointed his hand in the direction of Fu Qingzhou.

"Your Majesty, I have captured him."

He whispered, "What do you think we should do with him?"

Jiang Baichuan was startled and turned his head to look at Fu Qingzhou.

When he saw Fu Qingzhou who was frozen in ice, his expression suddenly changed: "Young Master Fu?! How…"

"Your Majesty," the man in the black hat said softly, "All of this is your order."

"you……"

Jiang Baichuan stood still, his eyes moving back and forth between the man in the black hat and Fu Qingzhou: "What are you talking about? I... I clearly asked you to kill him! No... No... Why is Young Master Fu here? Obviously... He should die..."

As he spoke, his face became extremely painful and he hugged his head tightly.

The once god-like figure suddenly became like a helpless child and slowly squatted down.

Fu Qingzhou sighed secretly in the ice.

Leader Jiang, is this split personality?
No, his condition seemed to be more complicated than split personality.

On the other side, seeing Jiang Baichuan squatting on the ground, the man in the black hat seemed to sigh.

"Your honor."

He said softly, "You're messing up again... Go and have a rest for a while, leave this to me."

"I'll leave it to you..." Jiang Baichuan held his head and murmured, "Okay, I'll leave it to you. You handle it. Don't disturb me, don't disturb me..."

After saying this, he stood up suddenly, stumbled towards the other side of the hall, and soon disappeared behind the floating curtains.

The man in the black hat finally turned his head slowly and spoke slowly towards Fu Qingzhou.

"How is it, do you understand?"

(End of this chapter)