My enemies became my companions

Chapter 103 Killing Lin Yan
Lin Yan saw that the donkey-headed prince's fingers began to tremble.

Two tears fell from the ugly and ferocious donkey face under the purple gold helmet.

"She is a woman, and she is the king of the kingdom... Is it her? Is it really her?"

The donkey-headed prince murmured in a trembling voice.

He sensed that these were the inscriptions left by Tushan, and this string of inscriptions came from the "Dayun Jingyi Shu".

This means... that woman is really Tushan's intestines...

"She is a big demon, she must be a big demon,"

The donkey-headed prince looked like a madman.

"If it wasn't a great demon, how could it have given birth to a demon like me?"

He had been looking for her for a very long time, ever since she died under mysterious circumstances in Shangyang Palace.

She once claimed that she was the reincarnation of Maitreya, the Pure Light Goddess, and the Wheel-Turning Dharma King. So he went to look for the monks she had favored, one by one, and even found her former male favorites.

Along the way, he killed countless eminent monks, including those from the Central Plains, India, and Tibet. The steps of every temple were stained with blood. Those people were greedy and ungrateful. After she died, no one recognized her as the Chakravartin anymore!
He finally understood that she was not a Chakravartin. The Chakravartin was merely an endorsement for her to become emperor. So he thought of another legend - she was a nine-tailed fox, transformed from the intestines of Tushan.

Lin Yan looked at the donkey-headed prince who was crying and laughing, and shuddered for no apparent reason.

Just as he was about to ask a question, he heard the donkey-headed prince speak.

"Aren't you looking for that woman named Lin?"

Lin Yan was startled when he heard this. Is the Donkey-Headed Prince finally going to take action?

He said excitedly:

"good…"

His legally married wife has been in Chen Yi's hands for almost two days.

If Chen Zunming was still a gentleman, then everything would be fine. But if...

Thinking of this, Lin Yan's palms began to ache and he felt a surge of anger.

But fortunately, there is still hope for recovery.
The donkey-headed prince is about to take action.
Take action and kill the commander of the Western Factory who was cut into pieces!
It won't be long before they can return to the Lin Mansion. By then, Tushan will be fully born. Not only will he be able to return to his original life, but he can also go further and take control of the government like my father did.

As a result of the backlash from days of accumulated resentment, his ambition grew even more.

........................

"Uncle, what are we waiting for here?"

As the stream rushed by, Lin Wanlang, whose legs were a little numb, couldn't help but ask.

Before our eyes was an underground river with a constant flow of water. In the stream, the yellow or blue souls of the Xia people were flowing downstream.

"The donkey-headed prince."

Chen Yi paused, then continued:
"And Lin Yan."

Lin Wanheng's heart skipped a beat.

"Uncle..."

Her voice trembled.

"I'm not a hypocrite, I will kill him. If you don't want to see it, then close your eyes."

Chen Yidao.

Lin Wanheng paused for a moment after hearing this.
"Do we have to... kill each other?"

"it serves him right."

The person who spoke was Min Ning.

Unlike Chen Yi, her tone was cold when she said this.

The Lin Party has controlled the government for many years and has framed many loyal ministers and generals. What's more, Lord Lin is deeply implicated in the Prime Minister's case. Chen Yi wants to kill Lin Yan, and Min Ning can't wait to applaud.

Chen Yi glanced at the pale-faced girl and said with a hint of feeling:

"If your heart is broken, you will be healed later."

This sentence, which is neither a poem nor a poem, that I said to Lin Wanlang was what I had written to Zhou Yitong after his sword was broken.

I remember that the relationship had eased a little at that time. During the New Year's Eve, she suddenly said in the middle of the night that she wanted to worship the heavens. She poked her neck and asked me to write a poem to burn to the heavens. I thought about it for a long time and finally came up with these two couplets that were quite neat.

Chen Yi can't compose poetry and doesn't understand the prosody. In this world, the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties all existed, so he can't copy poems. The plot of traveling back to an ancient poetry gathering and copying a poem to amaze everyone can't be staged.

Young death is called "Shang", and peace is called "Kang". To be able to write the sentence "If the heart is sad, it will be healthy later" is the culmination of half a lifetime of learning.

Min Ning glanced at Chen Yi.

"Jealous?"

Chen Yi asked casually.

"Go away, no."

Min Ning said bluntly.

Chen Yi smiled. If it was Zhou Yitong, she would keep silent.

Min Ning glanced at the pale-faced Lin Wanlang, then at Chen Yi, and recalled the scene when he hugged his young mother, feeling secretly resentful.

"Alas," she sighed after a while and said secretly:

"As long as you're not dead."

Tushan stood in the shadow not far away, looking at Chen Yi from time to time. Seeing two beautiful women around him and a nun following him from a distance, she couldn't help but smile.

My son has become successful.

Min Ning noticed it with his sharp eyes, and just as he sighed, he took back his breath.
“She didn’t want to take me as her master, but she accepted me as her stepmother.

It turns out that Chen Yi, the captain of the Western Factory, is just a man who can marry anyone he wants. "

Hiss, sour...

Chen Yi felt a little pain when he heard her sarcastic tone, so he smiled and said:
"I have a master."

Min Ning looked at him sideways.

"Does your master...know your apprentice?"

Chen Yi was speechless.

Fortunately, the appearance of a purple-gold helmet saved him.

The Donkey-Headed Prince looked a little crazy, and Lin Yan followed closely behind him with big steps, his excitement was self-evident.

When Lin Yan saw Chen Yi, his face suddenly froze and he felt uneasy.

Why...is he here?

Before he could come to his senses, Lin Yan could only suppress his anxiety because he saw Lin Wanheng behind Chen Yi.

No matter what, the Donkey-Headed Prince is bound to kill him. Once he recognizes Tushan and her son, he will have no one to rely on. How can he turn the world around then?

However, before Lin Yan could think more, he heard the Donkey-Headed Prince speak.

"Master Lin is now in your hands. Just consider it a gift for meeting you."

Lin Yan's blood stopped flowing.

The Donkey-Headed Prince waved his hand in the air, and a huge thrust was created behind Lin Yan, pushing him in front of Chen Yi.

Chen Yi lowered his head and smiled at him.

Bang!
With a kick, Lin Yan's knee broke instantly and he fell heavily to the ground. The girl couldn't bear it any longer and let out a scream.

Lin Yan's internal organs were shaken by the kick, and he looked at the man in horror.

"You thousand knives..."

But then he saw a foot stepping on his chest, and the air surged, blocking the next words in his throat.

Lin Yan was nailed to the ground, his limbs flapping weakly like a dehydrated fish, his face full of shock and horror.

"Close your eyes."

Chen Yi didn't look back.

"Uncle!"

Lin Wanheng's voice was trembling.

Chen Yi gave Min Ning a look, and the latter covered Lin Wanheng's eyes knowingly. The young lady couldn't break free and said in panic:

"Uncle, don't, don't kill him..."

"I'll ask you a question, and you answer me honestly."

Lin Wanhang nodded weakly.

"Do you have a romantic relationship with him?"

The love between mandarin ducks is an elegant name for love.

The young lady's face was a little stagnant. Lin Yan's life was in Chen Yi's hands. Her words seemed to determine his life or death. At this time, she didn't know what to say...

Yes or no, Lin Wanheng didn't know which answer would allow Lin Yan to survive.

The tip of Chen Yi's knife was shaking slightly, and the shaking sound swept into Lin Wanlang's ears.

She panicked for a moment and spoke out her true feelings:

"No! Please..."

When the word "beg" came down, Chen Yi, who had no habit of dragging his feet, stabbed Lin Yan's throat with one knife.

puff.

Blood gushed onto the ground. Chen Yi kicked the body away to prevent the blood from splashing onto the pale-faced young lady from the Lin family.

Lin Wanheng heard the sound of blood and realized something. His legs went limp, his head became filled with blood, and he fainted.

The donkey-headed prince looked at Chen Yi and asked:

"So, can we talk now?"

After looking back, I found that the chapter about the underground palace is a bit long, so I plan to speed up.

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(End of this chapter)