The Love of Mingya in the Fox Spirit

Upon seeing the familiar Pure Yang Flame outside, Dongfang Huaizhu quickly covered her wide-open mouth with her hand, and a tear silently slid down her cheek.

The person she felt most sorry for in her life was her beloved younger sister. When Jin Renfeng wanted to take control of Wangquan Manor, she stayed behind so that her sister could leave first.

But when she went to find Dongfang Qinlan again after the matter was settled, she couldn't get any news of her, as if she had disappeared into thin air.

Sometimes she would even laugh at her clever younger sister for hiding so well that even she, her own older sister, couldn't find her.

Finally, many years later, Dongfang Huaizhu received news of her younger sister, but the news nearly broke her heart: her sister was dead!

Of course, due to the special nature of the Eastern Spirit Clan's bloodline, those with ulterior motives naturally concealed the news of Dongfang Yuechu, so for so long, Dongfang Huaizhu had no idea that her sister had such a child.

Upon hearing the news, Dongfang Huaizhu fainted. In her opinion, it was all her fault. If she had found Qin Lan earlier, she wouldn't have died.

From that day on, Dongfang Huaizhu fell seriously ill. Her body, which was already weak from transferring all her magical power to Wang Quan Fugui, was even more overwhelmed, so she has been living a life of staying at home for a long time.

It wasn't until Wang Quan Fugui grew up day by day that Dongfang Huaizhu gradually recovered and her health improved.

Outside the courtyard, Wang Quan Fugui, who was holding Qing Tong, looked at the two people with a puzzled expression. He was certain that he had never seen these two people before, let alone had any interaction with them.

Dongfang Yuechu swiftly leaped into the center of the encirclement, carefully scrutinizing Wang Quan Fugui.

However, Zhuge Ming, who was high up, found this scene somewhat amusing. He jokingly said, "Hey Yuechu, the more I look at you two, the more I think you're a perfect match. Maybe you should give up on your fairy sister and get together with this young master!"

"Woof!" Gu Yi barked in agreement, also thinking the two were a good match!

Upon hearing this, Dongfang Yuechu stumbled, his dashing entrance completely ruined. He turned and glared fiercely at Gu Yi.

Therefore, seeing the dog hairs standing on end under scrutiny, he instinctively hid behind Zhuge Ming.

As for your question about why Dongfang Yuechu only focuses on Gu Yi, don't ask. The answer is simply that he can't beat him.

The shame of Jingkang remains unavenged; the hatred of the subjects will never be extinguished. Even the weakest persimmon is picked on...

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Chapter Seventy-Nine: "An Unorthodox Path to Royal Power"

"We're not related, so why are you rescuing me?" Wang Quanfugui asked疑惑地问道.

“Emm, well…” Dongfang Yuechu suddenly didn’t know how to respond.

What should he say? That he came to save you in her place to prevent a certain demon who had accepted the commission from putting herself in danger? Don't be ridiculous. The heroic rescue of the "beauty" atmosphere that he had worked so hard to create would be gone in an instant. Otherwise, everyone would know that he, Dongfang Yuechu, was a complete simp.

"Why did you let those monsters of Huangfeng City go when you have no relation to them?"

Dongfang Yuechu had a sudden inspiration. Instead of answering the question, he asked a question in return.

Zhuge Ming, who was standing to the side, almost burst out laughing when he heard this. Being a simp is fine, it's not like it's anything shameful. Why are you so embarrassed? This isn't like you, Dongfang~Shameless~Yuechu.

Wang Quanfugui paused, looked down at Qingtong in his arms, and said sadly, "I just don't understand why they had to die?"

"Ha, so I don't understand why you must die?"

An eerie silence fell over the room. Zhuge Ming sipped his coconut juice, thinking that the story was going quite well this way.

Now that he's here, we absolutely won't let that scene of being pierced by a thousand swords from the comics appear in front of him again. Otherwise, not only him, but even Wang Quanba and Dongfang Huaizhu would probably go berserk.

The Wangquan family disciples around them were furious at the sight of the three people acting as if no one else was there, but the way Dongfang Yuechu had just reforged the immortal sword made them hesitant to act. After all, no one wanted to sacrifice their magic weapon, which they had refined over many years. This meant that they could only watch helplessly as the three people were angry but dared not speak out.

"I didn't expect that even he would come..."

Once Wang Quanba saw that the situation had stabilized, he knew it was about time for him, the head of the family, to take the stage.

"bass!!"

A seemingly menacing sword aura slashed out from inside the room toward Zhuge Ming and his companions. However, to Zhuge Ming and the others, the sword aura seemed to be more of a bluff.

"Crack..." The sound of shattering glass echoed through the courtyard.

Zhuge Ming simply clenched his fist and grabbed the sword energy. With a slight exertion of force, he crushed the sword energy in his hand!

"What?! He could actually crush the patriarch's sword energy with his bare hands?! How is that possible?!"

"A monster! It must be a monster! How could a human have such a body!"

……

"Damn, Zhuge, when did your physical abilities become so abnormal?!" Dongfang Yuechu looked at the expressionless Zhuge Ming with a shocked expression.

Wang Quanfugui also glanced at Zhuge Ming in surprise. People are good at wisdom but not strength. This has been an ironclad rule since ancient times. Even someone as strong as him is just a slightly stronger ordinary person when he doesn't have any magic weapons. But now, it seems that this ironclad rule is about to be broken by the man in front of him.

Zhuge Ming did not answer, but narrowed his eyes and focused his gaze on the direction from which the sword energy had come. Sensing the intensity of the sword energy just now, he suddenly understood many things.

"It seems that this farce in the Wangquan family was a performance orchestrated by that old fox Wangquan Baye. It not only gave his son a legitimate reason to break free from the constraints of the Wangquan family and pursue his own path, but also allowed him to take the opportunity to get rid of some stubborn old men and disobedient people in the Wangquan family. It was a win-win situation. No wonder he is the leader of the Dao Alliance."

According to Zhuge Ming's guess, Tu Shan Honghong was probably secretly invited by Wang Quan Baye, since he heard from Chen Wan that the two of them had kept in touch since Mu Tian City.

Moreover, how could those few little monsters in Huangfeng City have such great power to persuade the leader of the Demon Alliance to save a human?

"That was a brilliant move..."

"You've colluded with demons and brought shame upon my sect! You must die!!!"

Wang Quanba, wielding the Wang Quan Sword, charged forward menacingly.

Zhuge Ming's lips twitched. How worried you are about your son! You even sent the Wangquan Sword over before you left.

Dongfang Yuechu's pupils contracted. He was naturally unaware of all the intricacies of this trip. He was still a greenhorn, not mature enough, and actually wanted to step forward and forcefully take the sword with his body.

Zhuge Ming pulled the guy who wanted to act silly back and took out the Qiankun Fan to meet him.

"Ding!!!"

The fan and the Wangquan sword clashed, producing a metallic clang. Zhuge Ming and Wangquan Baye locked eyes, their gazes filled with unspoken meaning.

“I know you know everything. Take those two and Wang Quanjian away, and I’ll handle the rest.”

"You trust me that much..."

Suddenly, Wang Quan Ba ​​Ye's hand seemed to slip, and the Wang Quan Sword fell from his hand, landing directly on the ground. The blade sank into the ground as easily as cutting tofu.

At this moment, the atmosphere suddenly became extremely strange, as if the air had frozen. Everyone around, including Wang Quan Fugui and Dongfang Yuechu, looked at Zhuge Ming as if they had seen a ghost.

Wang Quanba clutched his chest, appearing weak as he backed away: "What kind of sorcery is this?"

After saying that, he forced out several mouthfuls of blood, making him look utterly miserable.

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

"Pfft!" Dongfang Huaizhu, who was behind, couldn't help but laugh when she saw this scene. Her husband was still the same unserious masked swordsman from back then.

Zhuge Ming was stunned by Wang Quanba's outrageous move. Was this really the same tyrant he knew? If you're going to act, at least act professionally!

"Um, if I said I didn't do it, would you believe me?"

Zhuge Ming picked up the Wangquan Sword from the ground and gave an awkward smile to the people around him. They all took a step back in unison, looking at Zhuge Ming as if they had seen a ghost.

Suddenly, Zhuge Ming seemed to realize something. His smile vanished, and he turned around, looking at a few of the disciples of Wangquan Manor with a gloomy expression. Without turning back, he tossed the Wangquan Sword to Wangquan Fugui.

"You all take Gu Yi and leave first. I still have some things to do here..."

Wang Quan Fugui looked at the Wang Quan Sword gleaming in the air but did not choose to catch it. Instead, he lightly flicked it aside with his finger and then knelt down on the ground, saying to Wang Quan Baye, "Father, thank you for everything you have done for your son."

As the eldest son of Wangquan Manor, Wangquan Fugui knew a little about Wangquan Baye's plans, which is why he chose to venture into the sword formation alone.

Wang Quanba glanced at his son with satisfaction. Although he was filled with joy, he couldn't show it on the surface because he had to put on an act for those old guys.

His original plan was to have Tu Shan Hong Hong storm Wang Quan Manor, and then let Wang Quan Fu Gui escape in the chaos, but now it seems unnecessary.

What are you doing? Are you surrendering?

Wang Quan Fugui knew his father's situation, so he said nothing, only glancing apologetically at Dongfang Huaizhu in the room, before getting up and pulling Dongfang Yuechu towards the outside.

"Huh? You're leaving already? Zhuge, what are you doing here if you're not coming with us? Hey~" Dongfang Yuechu's voice carried further and further away until it disappeared from Zhuge Ming's ears.

"Master, are you just going to let them go like that? Master!!" one of them said, stepping forward unwillingly.

"They can leave, but do you think you can leave too, you black foxes!"

Chapter Eighty: "Calculation"

“I felt something was off the moment I entered Wangquan Manor, and now I finally understand. It turns out you were the ones stirring things up in the dark.” Zhuge Ming looked at the person who had jumped out to question Wangquan Baye with a sinister expression.

"But I really didn't expect you guys to dare to act like this in front of me."

Wang Quanba's pupils contracted; the development of events was somewhat unexpected. He then asked Zhuge Ming in confusion, "Black Fox?"

Zhuge Ming nodded, his face solemn.

"It could be the same thing that controlled you back then."

Upon hearing this, Wang Quanba immediately picked up the Wang Quan family member from the ground and looked at the disciple with a wary expression. For some reason, he had an unconditional trust in Zhuge Ming.

"Haha... Patriarch, what are you talking about?" The middle-aged man took a few steps back, feeling a little guilty, and stammered.

"Stop with the nonsense. You should know I can sense you, and I can also force you out of my sight!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhuge Ming flashed in front of the man and punched him in the chest, gathering all his strength and will into this punch, which is called the Exorcism Technique!

A black shadow flew out from the Taoist priest under Zhuge Ming's exorcism technique, but before the people around could see what it was, it disappeared into the sunlight like a shadow.

"This time you're quite decisive, choosing self-annihilation directly. Are you afraid of exposing the existence of your shady dealings?" Zhuge Ming sneered.

"However, you don't really think that possessing these disciples of the royal family will cause me any trouble, do you? You're underestimating me too much."

"Hehe, Zhuge Ming, I have to admit, you have indeed caused us a lot of trouble. But do you know why I arranged for these black foxes here to hold you back?"

A seductive voice came from the crowd. Upon hearing it, Zhuge Ming suddenly felt a pang in his heart, as if something extremely bad was about to happen.

"Yes, I must admit, you are very strong, so strong that even my true form cannot defeat you. But whether you are human or demon, you all have a fatal weakness, and that is that you have a heart!"

A young disciple stepped out from the crowd; he was the one who had launched the first attack on Dongfang Yuechu!

"What do you mean? If I'm not mistaken, you're not an ordinary black fox, but rather a clone of the original body."

"As expected of you, you seem to know everything. Being your enemy is keeping me up at night. I really want to get rid of you right now..."

However, do you know who that demon outside Wangquan Manor, possessing demon king-level magical power, is?

"..." Zhuge Ming didn't speak, but even a fool could tell that Tu Shan Honghong had arrived.