The Immortal Sect traitor is also gaining favor in the Demon Prison today

I was young and naive at that time, and my mind was always filled with all kinds of bizarre plots.

Just seeing the class beauty's smooth neck, clean bangs and profile, and her bright and tender lips biting gently, I felt that everything beautiful in the world should be like this. Later, as time went by, I gradually stopped having such perfect thoughts about anyone. But the feeling that Gu Yingmian gave Sang Zhe was really like the white moonlight in his memory.

It is so pure and clean that people feel a little afraid to touch it.

"Ah. Sister must be pretty." Sang Zherang smiled and scratched his cheek: "But, that, Sister Gu, you just...

.

"What's wrong?" Mei Sangzhe hesitated for a long time before he said a little embarrassedly: "It's just that kissing on the cheek is a bit too intimate. I'm afraid that Sister Gu will waste it on me."

For things like this, it’s better to wait until Sister Gu finds someone she really likes, someone who can make her feel special. "

Gu Yingmian looked at him gently. After a moment, she smiled gently. "What's wrong?" "Nothing." She lifted her veil, and her cute face, which was slightly flushed and seductive, was full of

Look at that light smile.

"I just seem to..." "... understand what that feeling is." She blushed and whispered. Sang Zhe heard the sound of his heartbeat stopping for a moment. The iron flowers in the distance were still in the crowd, and the brilliant light curtains were hit again and again.

o

Gu Yingmian gently held her hands, lowered her head, and sounded a little embarrassed:

Thank you." "Today, my sister is very happy." Sang Zhe looked at her silently. "Accompany my sister to watch the iron flower show before going back, okay?" ..As you wish."

By the time Sang Zhe sent Gu Yingmian back to the palace, it was already late at night. Before leaving, Gu Yingmian thanked him carefully and turned back to the palace. But Sang Zhe seemed a little confused and returned to his residence without saying a word. He did not take a bath. He just looked up, lay on the bed, and stared at the ceiling blankly. .. Chunlan. " "What." A somewhat unpleasant voice came out in his mind. "Did you see it?" "See anything? Did you see that you, a scumbag who is both romantic and unfaithful, deceived the feelings of our pure and kind palace master?" Sang Zhe smiled bitterly. It seemed that what she said was not wrong. When he first approached Gu Yingmian, he did have a not-so-naive self. Just like the Supreme Treasure who first approached Fairy Zixia.

But after today, Zhe himself suddenly felt a little confused. Who was conquering whom? He wanted to ask Nian Nian how far Gu Yingmian had conquered her. But Nian Nian was not there. And Chunlan, the only person who could listen to him, could not understand why he was so confused.

A mess of emotions.

I was also a little scared. What if I haven't conquered Gu Yingmian yet, but Gu Yingmian has already conquered me? What should I do? When I think of Xiaoying waiting to see me at home, and Tianxingsi waiting to see me?

I miss Meng Qiyan who is squeezing his own juice every day.

Sang Zhe felt that he was indeed a scumbag. "But, you know what?" Sang Zhe stared at the ceiling motionlessly, as if talking to himself. "I don't want to be like this either." It's just that I've been alone for too long in my previous life. "I never get what I want. The love I give can only be received in silence. I'm almost dead in poverty and loneliness." "So I always can't help but respond seriously to any love given by people around me.

Should." Like a stray dog ​​that has been hungry for too long.

He would be grateful to everyone who gave him bones. "As a result, now I seem to be more and more helpless." He smiled bitterly. Chunlan was silent for a long time, and then she whispered softly. ". I don't understand what you are saying." "You are really the strangest person I have ever met." "But she suddenly added, "So far." "You don't look like a bad person."

161. Go and have a romantic relationship with my sister

Sang Zhe had forgotten how he fell asleep. When he woke up, there was still someone calling his name softly in his ear.

word.

"Master Sang~ Master Sang, are you awake~" When Sang Zhe opened his sleepy eyes, he happened to bump into Qiu Ju's bright and watery eyes.

Ling's big eyes, kneeling beside the bed and looking at him. "Sister Qiuju? Why are you here?" "Oh, sorry, sorry," Qiuju blushed and quickly began to apologize, "I, I didn't mean to sneak into Master Sang's room."

I just saw that Master Sang's door was not closed, and I was afraid that something might have happened to him. Seeing her flushed face with guilt and nervousness, Rouzhe waved her hand nonchalantly: "It's okay, maybe you were too tired after coming back last night and forgot to close the door." "Did Master Sang go out with the Palace Master last night?" Qiuju suddenly asked curiously. "Well, when Sangzhe thought of Gu Yingmian's almost fake confession last night, his blood rushed to his head and he sat up straight. It scared Qiuju for a day.

"Ha" he frowned and sighed deeply. "What's wrong?" "Nothing. I'm a little hungry. Can you ask Sister Qiuju to make me something to eat?" "Yes!" Qiuju nodded happily. It seemed that being able to do something for Anzhe was a very happy thing for her. After Qiuju went out to cook happily, Chunlan's voice rang in Sangzhe's mind:

"Hey, I'm warning you. Don't do anything to my sister." "You'll take the bait if you want." Sang Zhe dismissed Chunlan without much interest and got up to wash up. When he finished washing up, Qiu Ju had already put the porridge on the table. "Mr. Sang, try it." After eating at Qiu Ju's house several times, Sang Zhe had no doubt that Qiu Ju was good at it.

A top chef who is no less skilled than Xiaoying. "It's okay. I believe in sister Qiuju's cooking skills." Sang Zhe sat at the table and ate happily, while Qiuju sat across the table happily, tilting her head to watch him eat. "Aren't you going to eat?" "I'm not hungry." Qiuju winked, "Just seeing Mr. Sang eat makes me happy." Sang Zhe continued to eat awkwardly.

Instead, in his mind, Chunlan cried out in sorrow: "My silly sister! You can't be fooled by a man!"

"Look carefully, he is a bad guy! A bad guy!" Unfortunately, Qiuju, who was so close, could not hear Chunlan's cry. She still had a relieved expression and smiled at Sangzhe who was eating happily.

o

"That Mr. Sang." "Hmm?" "Actually," she suddenly said a little embarrassedly, "my sister's cooking skills are much better than mine." Sang Zhe put down his chopsticks and glanced at her in a daze: ".Ah?" "Well, next time if Mr. Sang wants to eat, I can also let my sister cook for you. Her cooking is much more delicious than mine." "Ah, it's not that I don't want to cook for Mr. Sang." She suddenly blushed and waved her hands repeatedly: "Well, it's just that I think my sister has always wanted to be closer to Mr. Sang, but she has always been afraid to say it because of her own face... Ah ah ah! Qiuju Li Zai Gan gods and demons! Wake up, my silly sister! Chunlan almost collapsed. Sang Zhe also coughed dryly and whispered: "If this is really the case, why don't you let your sister come to me and talk to me herself?"

"Mr. Sang also knows that my sister has always had a strange temper." Qiu Ju gently swayed her toes and fiddled with her fingers, saying, "She has always had that temper.

"She said one thing and meant another, and kept everything to herself. Even if she really wanted to talk to Master Sang, she was too embarrassed to say it openly."

Qianxun 0③

Ahhhh stop talking nonsense! When did I want to talk to this asshole?

Now!

My elder sister always likes the communication device and secretly reads some girlish storybooks, which are full of romantic stories about love between men and women. " She must be longing for this kind of thing." She smiled lightly, her pretty face flushed and very cute. Sang Zhe! Sang Zhe, please, let her go back immediately! Don't say anything more, I'm going to be embarrassed! Listening to Chunlan's screams of collapse in his mind, Sang Zhe resisted the urge to laugh and continued to listen quietly. "But, my sister is a fool." Sometimes, she cares too much about my emotions. "Qiuju's tone suddenly became a little depressed. Please! Don't say it! What else do you want me to read? Chunlan suddenly looked at Qiuju anxiously. Qiuju tilted her head slightly, lying on the table, her eyes seemed to linger in her memory

"Since childhood, she has always wanted to protect me." She always indulges me, leaves good things for me, and takes good care of all my little emotions." "She keeps me behind her and tries to handle everything by herself." She whispered softly, "But, my silly sister wants to protect me too much." Even when two sisters like the same person, she has to give the other person to me. "But actually... you don't have to wrong yourself like this." Her voice suddenly became a little softer, with a hint of frustration and grievance: "I also want my sister to be able to reap her own happiness." Qiuju... Chunlan was suddenly silent. "My sister is willful, loves to mess around, and likes to make trouble for no reason." "But at the same time, she is also very good at taking care of people. She is kind by nature and always treats people well behind their backs." "Actually, I still hope that my sister can bravely pursue her sweetheart." Qiu Ju suddenly said with a look of longing, "If my sister can also find someone who is willing to unconditionally accommodate, tolerate and protect her." "I should be happier than if I were happy myself." Sang Zhe finished the last mouthful of porridge.

In his mind, Chunlan, who had been shouting, fell silent. Wiping his mouth, Sang Zhe said slowly, "Aren't you afraid that your sister will leave?

Will you feel lonely after I leave you?" "Yes."

Qiu Ju rolled her eyes and whispered, "I'm afraid to leave my sister." "I'm timid and weak-willed. If I leave my sister, I will be alone.

I can’t do anything well.”

"So, I don't want to leave my sister either." "It's just." She suddenly hugged her arms in frustration and buried her head deeply, "I don't dare to get close to her and her lover."

"If my sister gives up her own happiness to accommodate me... I will be really sad." "What I want to see most is that my sister can get her own happiness and the two of them are willing to let me stay with them." "Even if I am just a little maid, doing housework and chores every day, serving my sister and brother-in-law, I am willing." After saying that, Qiu Ju smiled sweetly. "In this way, my sister and I can both be happy." After hearing this, Sang Zhe didn't know what to say for a while. This girl's mind is really a bit too exaggerated. I have seen humble people before. But this is the first time Sang Zhe has seen someone so humble.

Just to avoid being separated from her sister, she is even willing to be a maid for her sister and brother-in-law?

It's too exaggerated. In addition to being shocked, Sang Zhe also felt a little pity and distress. Qiu Ju is such a well-behaved child, it is indeed not easy to bully her. Sang Zhe didn't know what Chunlan felt after hearing this, so he could only ask

Road:

"Then your sister's sweetheart... is it me?" Qiuju winked at Sangzhe. "This... you have to wait for your sister to tell you in person." "I said, it doesn't count." She whispered. Sangzhe said, "Oh?" and then asked jokingly in his heart: "Did you hear that? Your sister said you like me." Chunlan didn't say anything. "Well, how come you said so much without realizing it today." Qiuju's face flushed with a lovely pink, and she couldn't help but lower her head in shame, and gently stood up and ran to the door. "Mr. Sang, what I said to you today must be kept secret from my sister." She playfully winked at herself and made a sound gesture. Sangzhe really wanted to tell her. What you just said was live broadcast to your sister. But he still nodded slowly: "I will."

"Thank you, Mr. Sang!" Qiuju smiled sweetly: "Tonight, Mr. Sang can come to our house for dinner when you are free." "Yes." Sang Zhe sighed slowly after the little girl left humming a little tune. Then, he said innocently, "You saw it." "I didn't do anything to your sister." "She said it on her own initiative just now. It has nothing to do with me." In his mind, Chunlan, who had been silent just now, finally spoke. .... I know." Her voice was a little aggrieved, and seemed to have a hint of crying. It was as if she had just cried. "How is it?" Sang Zhe said with a relaxed face: "What do you think of what your sister said just now?" Chunlan yelled at Sang Zhe unhappily. But the next moment, her voice sounded a little lonely again: "What a silly sister, you said I was wronging myself to accommodate you. Then you yourself.

You are also wronging yourself for my sake. When will this weak, timid and sentimental sister of mine have the courage to speak these words to her lover? "I've decided." Chunlan suddenly said. "Well?" Sang Zhe was cleaning up the dishes and pouring the last bit of porridge at the bottom of the bowl into his mouth.

"Go and date my sister." "Puff." Sang Zhe was nearly choked to death and started coughing desperately. "No." He said with a vicious look on his face: "Are you crazy? Don't you know that I'm a demon cultivator?" "It's okay. I will supervise you." Chunlan said righteously: "I have witnessed these levels with my own eyes. I can barely believe that your nature is not that kind of vicious demon cultivator." But if I find out that you are just pretending to be hypocritical to deceive my sister, I will not let you go. " "As long as you don't have the intention of harming my sister," her tone suddenly softened. "Then let my silly sister experience her own happiness occasionally. Maybe it's good." Sang Zhe was speechless for a moment.

How can I put it? They are indeed a pair of Crouching Dragon and Phoenix. (I have something to do today, I have to go out, and I can't go home tonight) (No need to wait for the update tomorrow night)

A few nonsense words

Hello everyone, I'm Lao A. First of all, I'm going to say this with a thick face. I'm going to miss today! (If these two are not at home, I'd like to take a rare day off to relax.

On the other hand, it is a rare success in leveling up, so I want to reward myself for my hard work and diligence this month. I can open the champagne, and then choose the rear-projection color inserts of my favorite characters. Great. Then, I will do a small calculation for everyone. When I was leveling up last month, I impulsively said that fifty monthly tickets would add one more chapter. In the end, it directly reached 2,221 votes, which means I have to add 44 chapters. One chapter is 2,000 words, and a total of 8,800 words are needed for additional chapters. From the time this book was put on the shelves on the 22nd of last month to now, the VIP word count is a total of 215,000 words. In addition to the 20,000 words for the explosive update after it was put on the shelves, there are two regular updates of 40×30 words for each major update, and a total of 22,800 words need to be updated. That's right. Although I didn't write every additional chapter in the title, I have worked very hard to pay back almost all the monthly tickets and additional chapters. If the remaining 10,000 is paid off before the end of March, I can finally get rid of the extremely tired and exhausted mental state this month. In fact, because of the leveling up, the number of words updated this month is too large, so some plot

I also felt that the characterization was not very good. Coupled with the daily consumption of a lot of writing and the pressure of leveling up, many of the plots I wanted to write were not fully reflected.

Therefore, it is a good opportunity to take a short break after successfully leveling up, to clear your mind, so that the subsequent plot will not be so rushed, and readers can have a better reading experience.

I still want to thank every reader who has followed me here. I love you.

Oh, guys. This month's monthly ticket extra chapters will be based on what I said before, one ticket per extra chapter, so I won't put so much pressure on myself. Starting next month, I will pay for this month's monthly ticket extra chapters.

(Of course, if you still allow me to update more every day, then I have nothing to say.

说）

In short, today is a champagne night. Let’s open some champagne to celebrate the level up and start a new day full of hope.

Love you guys! If you want to see someone's rear-projection color insert, just leave a message in the comments section. We will consider giving congratulations and the most popular characters.)

One hundred and sixty-two, Don't go That night, Rouzhe went to Qiuju's house for dinner. At the dinner table, Qiuju was still as interested as usual, listening to Sangzhe's stories about what he saw and heard at the foot of the mountain, and she listened with relish. Nian Nian, disguised as Chunlan, also ate calmly, occasionally interrupting and scolding Sangzhe in her true colors, but she didn't reveal any flaws. On the contrary, Chunlan in Sangzhe's mind was always silent. Until after dinner, when Qiuju went to wash the dishes, Chunlan suddenly asked Sangzhe to call the fake Chunlan into the house. "What's wrong?" "Let me go back." Chunlan said calmly, "I won't tell your identity to anyone." Sangzhe raised his eyebrows strangely and looked at Nian Nian. Nian Nian nodded at him. "Okay." Sang Zhe thought for a moment and asked again, "Do you not need to continue supervising me?" "Yes." "But I will just supervise you from a distance." Chunlan frowned in disgust, "I am not interested in watching from a man's perspective. It's disgusting." Tsk. What's wrong with men?

We drool over the hot beauties we see exposed. Didn't you also drool over me while I was taking a bath? We are all naive, who is nobler than whom? Sang Zhe pouted, but still let Nian Nian switch her consciousness back. After a moment, Chunlan closed her eyes and moved her body again.

Then he glanced at Sang Zhe briefly.

Thank you. "Hmm?" "I could tell when we were having dinner just now." She whispered, "Qiu Ju is very happy." "She seems to smile more during this period than before." It seems that she really likes being with you." Sang Zhe's mouth twitched. ...That's why girls should go out more often to broaden their horizons. Otherwise, they will be easily deceived by scumbags. How could she like being with me? I'm not attractive. I just tell the girls about the latest news down the mountain to deceive them. "What about you?" "Me?" Chunlan glanced, snorted and turned her head away, "I don't like being with men." It's just to supervise you not to do anything to my sister. Don't get me wrong. "

"Okay, whatever you say is what I will do. Sister, Master Sang, what are you doing?" "I'm coming." Before leaving, Chunlan glared at Sang Zhe and ran briskly to Qiuju.

Someone next to her held her hand tightly, leaving Qiuju completely confused.

As for Rouzhe, she watched the two sisters talking in private, and thought to herself:

"Master Nian Nian, welcome home." "No thanks." Nian Nian's familiar and crisp voice sounded in her ears: "Don't you just want to ask how the strategy for this pair of sisters is going?"

"It's already over 95%. The two sisters now only have a favorable impression of you."

"With this level of favorability, I don't think Chunlan will betray you in front of the Palace Master.

.

Sang Zhe shrugged with emotion. But in fact, it seems that he did not do anything to the sisters. At least compared to the girls he captured in the magic prison, each of them had gone through a painful training. As for Chunlan and Qiuju, he just reconciled the conflict between the sisters and gave them some advice on swordsmanship. His favorability was almost full.

"What about Gu Yingmian?" "Gu Yingmian's side is more troublesome." Nian Nian's tone suddenly hesitated, "Gu Yingmian's favorability has reached 99% after you came back from shopping yesterday.

“But for some reason, the remaining 1% has not been fully filled.

.

Sang Zhe rolled his eyes. Actually, Gu Yingmian's words yesterday were very clear. Although at the beginning, he just wanted to play a play with her. But people who are into the play, get deeper and deeper. Sang Zhe couldn't tell who was acting out the real thing. He didn't know how to face Gu Yingmian now. But he couldn't afford to delay. On the other side of the Demon Sect, the leader was lost, and he had to go back to see what was going on. The time he could stay in Jianhuaying Palace was running out. "Throat." Sang Zhe suddenly sighed deeply. "It seems that this mission can only end in failure." Nian Nian on the side looked at him deeply. I don't know what she was thinking.

The next day. "What?" Sang Zhe looked at Gu Yingmian who called him over early in the morning with a little surprise: "Sister Gu has made a breakthrough in swordsmanship?" "Yes." Yingmian smiled gently: "I have understood what Didi meant by not looking at others but looking at others." "This time, I think I should be able to take on "Pure and Peaceful Life Sword"." "Thank you, brother, for practicing swordsmanship with me again." As she said, she slowly picked up the wooden sword, holding the sword with a graceful figure and looking at Sang Zhe quietly.

Sang Zhe didn't show any regret on his face. Since Gu Yingmian's swordsmanship was perfect, it was obvious that his mission this time had failed. Although he had expected that this rare Taoist genius with her abnormal swordsmanship talent might be able to find a way to crack the "Pure and Peaceful Life Sword".

But when this moment really came, Sang Zhe felt a sense of failure. He had worked hard for several years, but this was the first time he had experienced the frustration of working.

The pain of defeat. Throat.

It seems that after this battle, we can pack up and go home. "So, Sister Gu, are you ready?" Rouzhe slowly raised the sword and

asked. And this time. Gu Yingmian also nodded seriously: "Ready." The two of them stood in the cool backyard courtyard under the shade of the trees, holding swords. The next moment, the sword light flashed lightly. The two figures intertwined, one after another. But in the interlacing of sword lights, there was not even a trace of wind. It was like a silent comic strip. Every sword of Sang Zhe was still the same as before, so natural and smooth that people could not raise the idea of ​​resistance. But this time, Gu Yingmian was finally able to keep up with Sang Zhe's pace. Sword after sword, you raise your hand and I raise my hand. She no longer looked at the sword. Instead, she looked at Sang Zhe with all her heart and eyes. His figure was almost deeply hidden in her eyes.

But no sword could land on her throat as easily as before. Even though she still felt a little embarrassed and hurt sometimes, and it became more and more difficult as time went by.

To continue.

But when an incense stick of time had passed and Gu Yingmian was already sweating profusely, Sang Zhe suddenly stopped. He was silent for a moment and bowed deeply. "Sister Gu, congratulations." "I have nothing to show Sister Gu anymore." Gu Yingmian was suddenly stunned. She lowered her sword helplessly and was speechless for a moment. "It just so happens that I had something to tell Sister Gu today." He looked at Gu Yingmian and said, "I'm going down the mountain." At that moment, Sang Zhe clearly saw that Gu Yingmian's hand holding the sword trembled slightly. Today is just the right time to say goodbye to Sister Gu. "I hope that in the future, I will have the opportunity to discuss swords with Sister Gu again. * Sang Zhe hasn't finished speaking yet. "Don't go." Gu Yingmian suddenly said. Sang Zhe watched her throw down the wooden sword in her hand. She lowered her head and bit her lip. Carefully, she grabbed her sleeve. "…….Don't go. Okay."

(Just got home, one update here, three updates tomorrow)

163. My crush is not a hero, but a demon cultivator who cannot afford the seven-colored auspicious cloud.

Gu Yingmian's hands didn't exert much force. She just gently pulled a small corner of Sang Zhe's sleeve, but her fingertips turned pale.

Sang Zhe was silent for a moment, then forced a smile: "Sister Gu, are you so reluctant to let me go?"

It's not like we won't see each other again. Why do you make it seem like we'll never see each other again?" "Whenever Sister Gu misses me, I can write to her anytime.

Come again."

Gu Yingmian kept looking down. A trace of bitterness flashed across her slightly pale face, and her delicate eyebrows never dared to

Met Sang Zhe's gaze.

"No." I know you'll never come back if you leave." She seemed to be talking to herself.

kind.

Sang Zhe suddenly stopped talking. "I know, you lied to me about many things." You lied to me that experiencing the seven emotions and six desires can improve the swordsmanship, and you lied to me about the feeling of being in love. " Gu Yingmian's voice was full of disappointment: "I actually know everything. You lied to me.

All the good things are just pretended to be nice."

I just took it seriously by mistake. I was even reluctant to point it out. Sang Zhe was at a loss for a moment. After a long time, he asked tentatively: "...When did I reveal myself?" "When you were teaching Chunlan and Qiuju to practice swordsmanship." Yingmian shrugged: "Your method of training them to temper their personalities is very unique.

.

"I will specifically investigate the opponent I'm going to fight. The little demon cultivator who was rumored to be possessed by the Prison Demon Lord always likes to turn enemies into friends in all kinds of strange ways."

The timing of your appearance was just too coincidental." She shook her head slowly: "Actually, after investigating the magic path, I already guessed

"I'm here. That Demon Lord of Prison may not really exist. I just want to see what you want to do in Jianhua Palace."

"I also want to understand how you got so many powerful swordsmanship." "After all, even if I take a step back, I really like your swordsmanship." In other words. I knew it from the beginning. Sang Zhe shouted at Nian Nian twice in his heart, but received no response.

complex.

He knew that he had been cheated again.

What a bad luck system. For a broken Ksitigarbha Immortal Iron, can you risk your life and property? Sang Zhe scratched his head and whispered: "If that's the case, why doesn't Sister Gu

Just arrest me?"

"But I arrested you," she winked, "who will take me shopping and watching iron flower making?"

"Aren't you afraid that I, a demon cultivator, will do something bad to you?" "But if you are really an unforgivable demon cultivator, you will not be willing to touch dirty things.

Is it to me?" Sang Zhe himself was a little confused. After a long time, he smiled bitterly: "Sister Gu is too gullible. There will always be people with malicious intentions who want to get close to you and have plans for you." Gu Yingmian looked at him deeply. "Then." "....You too?" She said softly. Sang Zhe thought about it for a long time. But suddenly found that he could not answer this question at all. The reason why he approached Gu Yingmian was not simple at all. He had been lying to her. It would be better to say that if she was angry, angry, or even drew her sword to cut him, Sang Zhe would feel a lot better. But she didn't do that.

She just tugged at his sleeves carefully. She was reluctant to let him go. With red eyes, she begged him to stay. At that moment, Sang Zhe suddenly felt very depressed and guilty. This might be his most failed job. Ying Mian still had a glimmer of hope at this moment, and her eyes seemed to be filled with moist

fog.

I am indeed stupid and easy to deceive. " "I can't tell the truth from the falsehood of what you said. Just like Zixia, she only has wishful thinking.

"I believe that Zhizunbao is telling the truth." 'I can forgive you for everything you have lied to me before, all the lies you have told me." "I just want to ask you one question." "When you said I was pretty, were you sincere or were you just lying to me?" she asked softly. Sang Zhe knew. What she wanted to ask was, when she said this, was she the Zhizunbao with a sword across his neck? Or was she the Zhizunbao before he put on the golden hoop? Sang Zhe himself didn't know the answer. His eyes slowly flashed through the time he spent in Jianhua Palace. The sword shadows fluttered in the air.