When Mr. Xueyu emerged from the water, the two men did not pursue him. The figures of the three men were almost invisible in his sight. They seemed to be still confronting each other and had no time to care about them.
There was a sense of luck in escaping from death and a sense of loss for no reason in its heart.
I didn't expect that someone as important as myself would be ignored in the end, and I didn't know what the origin of that flame was, which could make me feel such fear.
The huge figure gradually became smaller. Although it did not turn back into the scarlet bird, it was only the size of a red-feathered falcon.
It was originally a red-feathered falcon. A hundred years ago, by chance, it drank a few mouthfuls of the blood of an unknown monster, and then it mutated and embarked on the path of true cultivation.
After gradually calming down, it suddenly discovered to its surprise that during the battle just now, the restriction in the body seemed to have been broken by the last unintentional sword strike of the woman in white.
It felt the loosening of the restraints, and felt ecstatic in its heart, thinking that it wouldn't take long before it could get rid of the shackles by itself.
Lord Xueyu dragged his exhausted body and looked back at Qifeng Lake again, with a difficult smile in his eyes.
It was almost like this many years ago. It was seriously injured and escaped. It thought that no one could stop it. Just as it was using its demonic power to repair its wounds and planning to take revenge on the imperial city in the future, it suddenly heard the sound of crushed leaves coming from behind.
That was a voice it could never forget:
"You little sparrow have good qualifications. If you are willing to use them for me, I will spare your life."
It was wondering who could be so ignorant. Just when it was about to turn around and fight back, it suddenly felt as if its bones were heavier than tens of millions of pounds. A tearing pain cut through the skin and penetrated deep into its body. Then its body became crazily smaller like a leak. , really only the size of a sparrow.
Then it heard the woman chuckle:
"Actually, it's not up to you."
Since then, it has been kept in a cage by a girl who is said to be the woman's daughter, but it has never seen the woman from the beginning to the end.
Mr. Xueyu raised his head, and the autumn rain fell on him. He recalled his more than ten years of pigeon life, feeling that he was wasting away with determination, and was full of emotions.
"Fortunately, it's a blessing in disguise now. I can break through the restriction given time. Now I'd better leave the city early..."
Just when it gave up returning to Zhao Xiang'er and was about to leave alone, a cold and cold voice sounded behind it.
"Xiao Hong, where are you going?"
It was so shocked that it turned its head away after a while, only to see a girl in a black dress standing pretty in the rain, looking at it with a smile.
Mr. Xueyu was dumbfounded.
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The time was pushed back to half an hour ago.
The autumn rain was still like clouds coming from all directions, and the woman in white from Yujian Tianzong was still dozing in the blue and white sedan chair. The witch master was rubbing the ancient scroll to deduce the foggy future, and repeatedly thinking about the prophecy at the end of the scroll.
Deep in the underground palace, fireworks were moving like firefoxes. The girl's black dress was glowing with a faint firelight, and the little yellow flower on the corner of the dress looked even more attractive.
Zhao Xiang'er said: "I can cut off four of the six destiny locks for you. Whether you can escape or not depends on you."
The old fox was puzzled: "You can't kill me when I'm in the underground palace. If I come out of here, what else can you use to kill me?"
Zhao Xiang'er said: "Try it?"
The old fox smiled and said, "I wish I could. I wonder when the little girl can unlock these six chains for me?"
Zhao Xiang'er shook his head and said, "Only four of the chains here have keys."
The old fox's eyes came out of the flames, staring at Zhao Xiang'er, and said: "One handful from the Imperial Master's Palace, one handful from the Witch Lord Palace, one handful from the Qianyu Palace, one handful from the Imperial Palace... Four handfuls are enough, as long as you have these four With the key, I can escape the four souls, and the remaining two can be cut off when my four souls merge into one!"
Zhao Xiang'er smiled and said, "So you know everything? It seems that you have really influenced Zhao Guo in these years."
The figure of the old fox in the flames became clearer and clearer. The figure that slowly emerged from the furnace that occupied half of the underground palace gave the illusion of being tall and towering.
"Before my body was destroyed, I was a great demon who had entered the five realms. You have used the imperial city to suppress me for hundreds of years, so I can make some 'repayments'."
It narrowed its eyes and looked at Zhao Xiang'er mockingly: "You said you wanted to kill me, isn't it just for this reason?"
Zhao Xianger smiled slightly, "Isn't this reason enough?"
The figure of the old fox squirmed in the stove, and there was an unpredictable sarcasm in his laughter: "Over the years, I may have killed many people invisibly, but those lives are still ants, how can they be worth it..."
The old fox paused and then his tone suddenly slowed down: "Could it be that... you want to become a saint?"
Zhao Xianger did not answer.
In the blazing flames, there seemed to be wind whimpering quietly, and the old fox's voice rose and fell like dancing fireworks: "Earlier, I still had some fearful respect in my heart, but now it seems that you are just hypocritical and want to use me to become a saint seed. That’s all.”
Zhao Xiang'er said: "I just want to borrow your knife to kill people."
The old fox asked: "Who to kill?"
Zhao Xiang'er took out a jade seal from his sleeve and spread it in the palm of his hand.
The old fox looked at the jade seal with a trembling expression, and the flame also trembled, as if it was throbbing with helplessness.
"This is..."
"The national seal is the first key to the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion." Zhao Xianger continued: "After you swallow this key, you can break free of a ray of soul. However, the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion inherits the destiny of the country. If you break free, If you do something that harms the destiny of the country, the backlash on you will be a hundred times a thousand times."
The old fox looked at the national seal with a confused expression and asked: "Even if it's just a ray of soul, I can kill you, why do you rely on me?"
Zhao Xiang'er smiled and said: "What I represent is the national destiny of Zhao State. What's more..."
She suddenly opened the umbrella in her hand, and hundreds of bamboo joints opened the ancient reddish umbrella surface. Now the umbrella surface reflected the firelight, becoming more and more vivid.
In fact, the moment he stepped into the underground palace, the old fox noticed the umbrella in her hand. He used his meager demonic thoughts to penetrate the stove to sense the umbrella, but he could not get an answer.
Now the ancient umbrella is open, and the girl is standing under the umbrella, with her smile gone and her brows calm, which is somewhat holy.
"Is this the key to Qianyu Palace?" The old fox expressed his guess.
The girl nodded and said: "Kill the witch master and devour the ancient scroll in his hand. You can cut another lock. At that time, I will give you this umbrella."
The old fox said: "I know this umbrella may have a secret. My soul may not be able to do anything to you, but with three souls in one, these fancy things have no meaning. I want to kill you with just a snap of my fingers."
The girl held an umbrella and walked to the stove without any hindrance.
Under the light of the fire, her figure looked even more petite and slender. Sparks were dancing on the side of the dark skirt. She was like a lonely looker standing before a bright sun. The waves of light like the sea were about to swallow her up at any time. .
There was no sound in the underground palace. One person and one fox looked at each other quietly, as if they were confirming something.
This scene continued so strangely.
In the overwhelming light, the girl's fluttering back in black dress gradually overshadowed them, becoming increasingly clear.
Gradually, all the fireworks cooled down. Through the criss-crossed black iron bars of the furnace, the girl still stared at the fire fox, and then casually threw the national seal high into the furnace.
"Little girl, I'm a little scared for you."
The voice laughed wildly, and a dark and huge figure emerged from the fireworks and grabbed the jade seal in its mouth.
"Don't be afraid, I will collect the body for you."
The girl pursed her lips and smiled, as charming and elegant as the flowers on her sleeves.
The black fox shadow stretched its neck and swallowed the jade seal whole. The bright underground palace suddenly dimmed, and the sound of breaking iron chains rang in my ears. In my sight, a huge body was like a fish's back arched on the sea. The stove that almost reached the dome also seemed small at this moment.
A strong wind blew towards the girl's face, blowing her hair from her forehead and making her eyebrows look paler.
Those winds are like invisible knives.
Countless dark shadows emerged from the fireworks, passing over the girl's side, shoulders, and cheeks one by one, and swept towards the back.
That was a divine soul that the old fox broke free from.
The girl held her umbrella quietly, unmoved.
As those black souls moved toward the wellhead, the old voice sounded for the last time:
"Zhao Xiang'er, see you later."
The girl turned around and waved to him.
Behind her, the old fox, whose figure was obviously much smaller, was still watching her silently.
"I'm curious, what exactly do you want to do?"
"A ray of your soul has been released. Since there is no room for maneuver, why do you ask?" Zhao Xianger smiled.
The old fox was silent for a moment and said, "It's interesting."
Zhao Xiang'er turned her back, waved her hand to him, and said, "I still have things to do. I'll talk to you later."
With that said, the girl slowly left holding an umbrella.
The old fox stared at it, and suddenly a murderous intent burst out from his eyes. Zhao Xiang'er did not look back, but just left on her own. Finally, she boarded another corridor and disappeared from the sight of the old fox. .
The murderous intent in the old fox's eyes slowly subsided.
After Zhao Xiang'er confirmed that the old fox's demonic thoughts could not catch up, she immediately closed her umbrella and ran outside at an extremely fast speed.
This corridor leads to the well in the Immortal Forest.
When talking to the old fox, she seemed to be in no hurry, but how could she really be in no hurry
This is a life-and-death battle that is truly engraved on the time scale. Even if every step is taken to be watertight, she is still not completely sure, so she does not allow herself to make the slightest mistake.
She was already familiar with the obstacles and mechanisms along the way, and they could not stop her in the slightest.
Soon, she raised her head and saw the light at the mouth of the well. A few drops of autumn rain fell on her eyebrows. She jumped up and stepped on the wall of the well. She jumped out of the well mouth in a few moves. Then, she moved towards He ran wildly in the opposite direction to the Witch Lord Palace, which was the direction of Qifeng Lake.
At that time, Lord Xueyu also plunged into the lake and fled towards the north of the imperial city.
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Zhao Xiang'er glanced at the lake. The three small dots in the distance began to move slowly. A huge flow of spiritual energy swept over Qifeng Lake. Several tornadoes wrapped around the lake and rose out of the air. Looking from a distance, they looked like giants. The python raised its head.
"Xiaohong, you just... wanted to escape?"
Zhao Xiang'er withdrew her gaze, looked at the scarred Xue Yujun, and asked softly.
The girl's gentle voice made Mr. Xueyu's heart burst, and he quickly said: "Aren't I here to wait for you, Your Highness?"
Zhao Xiang'er smiled: "Well, it seems that you still know very well who is in charge of your life and death."
Mr. Xueyu nodded repeatedly: "There is no need for His Highness to say more. This subordinate has absolutely no doubts about Your Highness!"
Zhao Xiang'er sighed, leaned down, stared at it, and said: "You have done countless evil things, destroyed cities and killed people. I should have used you to make soup, but you have been diligent in delivering letters over the years. Now you are no longer free." It's only one step away. If you have the chance in the future, you may come and try to kill me, so Xiaohong... Next time, don't be stupid."
Lord Xueyu listened to her angry words, and the restraint in his body broke out. His whole body was like a knife, and he could only lie on the ground and beg His Highness for his life.
Zhao Xiang'er suddenly grasped the handle of the umbrella and jerked it.
Amid the clear voice, a soft light passed in front of her. The silver light was restrained, thin and clear, as if what she had drawn out was just a pool of clear water.
That's the sword hidden in the umbrella.
Lord Xueyu no longer dared to have any disobedient thoughts and shouted: "My little slave has reformed and worked conscientiously over the years without any transgression. I will never leave the imperial city without His Highness's orders!"
"It's not like I drew the sword to kill you. Are you so scared? Are you feeling guilty?" Zhao Xiang'er smiled lightly and threw the ancient umbrella with the sword out to Mr. Blood Feather: "Wait for that old fox to kill the witch later. The Lord has swallowed the ancient scroll, so if you give him this umbrella, he will let you go."
Mr. Xueyu quickly grabbed the umbrella with his beak and carefully asked with his mind: "What on earth is that thing...?"
Zhao Xiang'er said: "You don't need to know... just do as I tell you and don't have any other thoughts."
Mr. Xueyu has been following her for many years. Watching her grow from a little girl to a little devil, he can always tell which words are a joke and which are serious.
It nodded immediately, erasing the last trace of luck in its heart.
Zhao Xiang'er glanced at it, turned and left.
"Your Highness is going here?"
"Royal Palace."
"The imperial palace is now heavily guarded. Almost all the masters from Zhao Kingdom's Imperial City are gathered there. It is extremely dangerous. How about I, little slave, clear the way for His Highness first?"
"No need."
She went to the palace, and of course she didn't take the right path.
Soon, the old fox in the underground palace saw the returning girl again, but this time, she had no umbrella in her hand, only a sword as slender and bright as water.
But this time, Zhao Xiang'er didn't even say hello to him, and ran straight towards the corridor leading to the well of the palace.
This is truly the undefended road.
There are also big changes in the palace.