C11 My Life Is Mine Not Mine

Since the death of Prime Minister Mo Dong, Yunjin City had already fallen into a state of internal strife due to the lack of an owner.

The inner circle of Four Blessed Cities seized the opportunity to rebel. They brutally suppressed those who dared to go against them, and they quickly took control of the situation. Four Blessed Cities thus annexed the Cloud Golden City.

This time, they killed three birds with one stone. Not only did they obtain Tong Zhu, they also obtained control of the Cloud Golden City. They killed Mo Dong Cheng, and they even enslaved his useless son.

Within the Four Paths City, there was a scene of elation and joy. The city lord had arranged a great banquet for three days to let the people inside eat and drink merrily to celebrate their great victory this time.

Bu Hu was extremely proud of himself. He lightly played around in the Yi Chun Institution and countless beauties automatically stuck close to him.

He was unable to do anything even with his arms around her. It was difficult because he didn't have the Body Dividing Technique. So many beauties were simply heavenly treasures.

He ruthlessly kneaded one of the beauties' breasts, teasing her in a vulgar manner. He indulged himself in fantasizing and playing crazily. His bloodthirsty expression attracted countless beauties' screams of excitement.

Mo Xie was woken up by the screams of the beauties. She just lied in the corner and watched Bu Hu crazily play with the women. An unsightly Spring Palace painting unfolded in front of his eyes …

Bu Hu did this on purpose; he wanted Mo Xie to understand that he was the victor. The true expert was his master, and he, Mo Xie, was a good-for-nothing.

Mo Xie looked down on Bu Hu's malicious provocation and tried to circulate her true essence. However, she was unable to accomplish anything by herself, and only now did she realize that her sea of qi had already been destroyed. From now on, she would never be able to cultivate any more.

Green veins were popping out of his body. If not for the fact that he was chained up and seriously injured, he would have already rushed forward and minced Bu Hu's body into a thousand pieces to avenge his past humiliation and take back his dignity.

Unfortunately, he was already a person whose Qi Method had been completely destroyed. He could no longer cultivate Qi Methods, so what ability did he have to take revenge? At this moment, it was better to die than to live.

However, even if he had to die, he couldn't die just like that. He believed that he wasn't trash, so he had to endure. There would always be hope.

He was waiting for the right moment. He definitely wouldn't let this matter rest.

Who does he think he is? Qi Gong will always be at Stage Two, he is the true trash!

Thinking of this, Mo Xie felt a tinge of happiness in her heart. She no longer cared about everything in front of her, and closed her eyes in contemplation. Her heart, also gradually calmed down. A true expert should look down on everything.

Jinling City was bustling as usual.

In the pavilion by the lake, Fusilei was leisurely listening to his precious daughter play the zither, which was very melodious and very loving.

Fu Xielei's daughter was called Fu Xi Chen. She was twenty-eight years old, was proficient in the art of zither, chess, painting, and calligraphy.

The pride of his life was the achievement he had achieved, followed by the birth of such a talented daughter.

Fu Xi Chen's elegant blue robe fluttered in the wind, his long hair flowing, his beautiful eyes flowing. He seemed intoxicated as he immersed himself in the music world, adding a unique charm to his extremely elegant body.

A melodious and melodious song echoed through the air, as the fingers of his fingers danced with the lute and the wine cages filled with clouds and clouds. The thin gauze was singing in a low voice, as though it was singing a song to the heavens.

"Buzz!" The string on her finger snapped, causing Fu Xi Chen's expression to change slightly. She was usually skilled in the zither, but now that she had broken a string, she became acutely aware of an ominous omen.

"Chen'er, what's wrong?" Fu Xielei was slightly surprised. His heart throbbed as he looked at his daughter's injured hand.

"Dad, I don't know if I should say some things." Fu Xi Chen said hesitantly.

"Speak." He had always trusted his daughter.

"It's a joke that my life belongs to the heavens. I have an ominous premonition."

"Inauspicious?" he asked, frowning.

Fu Xi Chen nodded. "My daughter is skilled with the zither, and she has never injured her fingers by breaking her bowstring. In short, even my children would not be able to understand the feeling of being able to breathe."

"Report …" A guard hurried over and bowed, "Reporting to City Lord, Cloud Blossom City has been annexed by Four Blessed Cities, City Lord Mo Dongcheng has also died in battle."

"What?" Fu Xielai's eyes widened. He was unable to react for a moment, and a few seconds later, he finally sorted out his thoughts.

In such a short period of time, how did Bu Jinqi manage to annex the entire Cloud Golden City and kill Mo Dongcheng?

In any case, Mo Dongcheng was also an expert of the Qi sect, and his power was comparable to Bu Jinqi. If it was said that the Yunjin City had swallowed Four Blessed City, then it would be acceptable. What was going on?

Now that one of the four famous cities in this area had been annexed, the next target should be Jinling City.

Fu Xielei understood in his heart that because Tian Ming city was stronger than Jinling city, it was all thanks to their large group of doyens. Since Bu Jinqi had the ability to annex Yunjin City, it was possible that Jinling city was in danger.

When he remembered what his daughter had said about the bad omens, he became even more worried.

"Father …" Fu Xi Chen gently called back Fu Xi Lei's thoughts and also saw his father's worry. He consoled, "Father, there is no need to worry. A man can triumph over the heavens and his fate is in his own hands."

Knowing that his daughter was naturally intelligent and well-read, he asked, "Chen'er, what plans do you have?"

"All of you can leave now." Fu Xi ordered the maids and guards to withdraw so that the news would not leak out.

"Yes."