Chapter 3143 Shen Tianyu 543

Dugu Cheng rushed to the door and said, "Master, if you like this Fengxu Palace, you can stay here. I will return to the capital with Tianyu."

Zong Heng laughed heartily, "Disciple, are you really stupid or just pretending? If you leave, why would anyone take in an old man like me?"

Dugu Cheng was naturally aloof and taciturn.

I really didn't want to argue with this woman and old woman.

He nodded to Bai Feng, stepped out, and said to Zong Heng outside the door, "Master, it is really inconvenient for me to stay here. Please come in and take care of her. Although Ji Mo and Ji Sha have been killed and Ji Ren has been captured, we must not let our guard down."

Zong Heng stroked his white beard. "If you're so worried about Bai Feng, you can stay here yourself. Why bother this old man?"

Dugu City remained silent.

Master has been corrupted by Wuya Zi.

Near Zhu Zhechi, near the ink is black.

It's not easy for a person to turn red, but it's incredibly easy to turn black.

Dugu Cheng lifted his foot and left.

After walking forty or fifty meters, Dugu Cheng heard Ji Ren's cursing voice coming from inside the room, "You whore! You can't live without a man in this life, can you? That Dugu is old enough to be your father, and you actually want to marry him? Men are just crutches and stepping stones to you, right? You'll marry anyone who's useful to you? So cheap, why don't you go to a brothel and sell yourself? Truly, a pair of jade arms for a thousand men to pillow, and half a bit of red lips for ten thousand men to taste!"

Dugu Cheng's eyes turned cold, and he paused for a moment, but did not stop.

Because Master Zongheng was at the door.

He walked another thirty or forty meters, and Ji Ren's sharp curses came from inside again, "That old man Dugu doesn't like you, are you going to try and take advantage of his master again? That old Taoist is over a hundred years old, he could be your ancestor! You really will do anything for this little position of palace master, taking advantage of young and old alike! It's disgusting! I, Ji Ren, was blind back then, how could I marry such a fickle woman like you? A used shoe, do you really think you're some kind of fairy who bewitches men? If you're so capable, why don't you take all those people, young and old, down with you!"

Dugu Cheng turned around and saw Zong Heng standing outside the door, still stroking his beard and remaining silent.

Master has always been very calm and composed; he knows that.

He also knew why Ji Ren was cursing Bai Feng.

Ji Ren wanted to provoke Bai Feng, or him and Zong Heng, to kill him and seek a quick death.

If that beautiful woman hadn't harbored any improper thoughts about him, he would have gone in and made Ji Ren shut up.

But the woman wanted to marry him.

After a few seconds of hesitation, Dugu Cheng finally turned and left.

Watching his departing figure, Zong Heng smiled helplessly and shook his head.

Dugu Cheng went to the room next to Shen Tianyu's, washed up, and lay down.

I had just fallen asleep when I sensed a presence approaching from outside.

It wasn't an unfamiliar scent.

It is Wuyazi.

Wuya Zi unlocked the door, pushed it open, took off his shoes, and casually lay down next to Dugu Cheng. He grinned and said, "Dugu, why don't you go for Bai Feng? She's over thirty years younger than you. It's rare for an older man to be interested in a younger woman. Your wife has been dead for thirty years, hasn't she? A young couple needs companionship in old age. At your age, having someone to keep you warm at night is wonderful. Bai Feng may be over forty, but she looks like she's in her early thirties. She's beautiful, and as the mistress of Fengxu Palace, she has many treasures. Why wouldn't you do it?"

Dugu Cheng turned around, leaving his back to him.

He found the old Taoist priest's words too long.

He has clearly refused, but he still won't stop.

It's true what they say: the emperor isn't worried, but the eunuchs are.

If it weren't for Tianyu's request for dragon scales and phoenix feathers, he would have left long ago.

Rest overnight.

The group went out at noon the next day.

The heavy stench of blood outside has disappeared, all the corpses have been removed or collected, many parts of the palace have been destroyed, and the ice walls inside the underground palace used for secluded cultivation have partially collapsed. All of this needs to be repaired.

Bai Ji is directing the surviving family soldiers to tidy up the palace.

The bodies of Ji Mo and Ji Sha have been placed in thin coffins made of special materials. The elder named Jin Chu and other people of status who betrayed the country were all wrapped in thin mats and hastily buried.

Those who were loyal and devoted to protecting Bai Feng and sacrificed their lives in the civil war were buried in thick coffins.

Bai Feng suffered severe internal injuries, his cultivation was half destroyed, and he needed a cane to walk.

She stepped outside, leaning on her cane, and gazed at the vast palace, now restored to its former tranquility, her face grave.

Her gaze swept over the rows of coffins and thin mats, where lay the people she once trusted most. Unfortunately, half of them had rebelled with Ji Ren and become the ones who betrayed her the most.

Ji Ren was bound, his mouth gagged with his sock, and he knelt before rows of corpses.

The survivors also came, leaning on crutches.

Those who were more seriously injured were carried in.

Bai Feng's gaze swept across their faces one by one, then she bent down and bowed deeply to them, saying in a heavy tone, "I failed to handle my own family affairs well, causing you to be injured or even sacrifice your precious lives. I'm sorry!"

Everyone was silent.

Over the centuries, although the Phoenix Palace has occasionally experienced turmoil, it has never seen such a large-scale death toll.

This time, a total of two to three hundred people, young and old, men and women, died.

When they first arrived at the end of the Ming Dynasty, there were only forty or fifty people. After several hundred years of reproduction, their population grew to two or three thousand. One-tenth of them died in a civil war.

After bowing, Bai Feng straightened up, his face solemn. "It is all my fault. I am willing to take the blame and abdicate, passing the position of Palace Master to Bai Ji."

Bai Ji was taken aback.

Her mother hadn't told her beforehand.

She looked at her mother, feeling inadequate and uneasy.

Bai Feng looked at her with a deep gaze, as if to say, "You're an adult now, it's time to shoulder your responsibilities."

Her expression was solemn. "Your mother ascended the throne at a similar age to you. How you establish yourself and gain the support of the people is up to you."

Bai Ji felt deep regret for not listening to her mother when she was young and not practicing her skills diligently.

She looked into the distance, wondering what Sheng Po and Gu Chuchu were doing in Kyoto.

If he were willing to stay and assist her, she would surely have much less to worry about.

Hearing Bai Feng say, "Remember, in this world, you can only rely on yourself. Men are unreliable, and your mother will die. You must become strong as soon as possible."

Bai Ji still wanted to find a man to rely on.

It's so difficult for her to shoulder such a heavy burden at such a young age.

Bai Feng then said, "Alright, you give everyone an explanation for this internal strife."

Bai Ji understood.

If her mother were to handle the matter, she would only be able to blame herself and reflect on her actions.

If she finishes the job, the responsibility can be entirely shifted onto Ji Ren.

Bai Ji raised her hand, pointed at Ji Ren in the air, and shouted, "This internal strife is all this man's fault! So many people have given their precious lives to satisfy his ambition, he deserves to be executed!"

The crowd clenched their right fists and shouted angrily, "Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

In an instant, the vast Phoenix Void Palace was filled with the sounds of battle!

Bai Ji walked up to Ji Ren, who was kneeling on both knees.

Ji Ren raised his head, wanting to speak, but his mouth was blocked by his own smelly socks.

Bai Ji stared at him, her expression icy. "Before you die, is there anything you want to say?"

Ji Ren's eyes bulged, and he made a whimpering sound.

Bai Ji lowered her voice and said in a volume that only the two of them could hear, "For the sake of our father-daughter relationship, you'd better say a few human words and I'll give you a quick death, otherwise I'll make you wish you were never born!"

She ordered her guards, "Someone, take the thing out of his mouth."

The servant obeyed and removed the sock from Ji Ren's mouth.

Ji Ren roared, "Ren Jun is that bastard..."

Before he could finish speaking, Shen Tianyu had already made his move!

A sword shot into his mouth!