"It is true that there is no peace anymore, but he let us go." An elder also turned his head at this time and looked at the seriously injured disciples of Jiuding Mountain around him.
"Maybe..." When another elder heard this, he seemed to want to say something, but when the words reached his lips, he swallowed them back again.
The other two elders were silent. They naturally knew what might be behind the two words, and they also knew what this sentence meant.
However, it is meaningless to say this again today, because they have already been defeated, and they were defeated very completely.
"Maybe, he is not bloodthirsty, or maybe, he is the real son of destiny!" At this moment, a voice came from the direction of the gate of Jiuding Mountain.
"Who?!" The four elders were startled almost at the same time, and their eyes subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound, obviously very nervous.
After all, Jiuding Mountain is now at its most desolate. This time is not suitable for receiving "guests". Moreover, the most important thing is that people who say such things at this time...
Not just a guest!
"Jiuding is gone, so why does Jiuding Mountain need to exist anymore?" A faint voice sounded again, and at the same time, more than a dozen black figures walked out of the thick fog.
"Line up to meet the enemy!" When the four elders saw the dozen or so black figures, their expressions changed drastically at the same time, and they gave the order without hesitation.
"Uh-huh!"
"Swish!"
Long swords were pointed at more than a dozen black figures quickly. Each of the seriously injured Jiudingshan disciples also climbed up from the ground in pain and stood up tremblingly.
"Can Jiuding Mountain still form an array now?" The black figure walking in the front stopped at this time. It seemed that he was not in a hurry, but was waiting quietly.
"Nonsense! Tell me your name, otherwise Jiuding Mountain won't mind keeping a few of you today!" The four elders also quickly walked to the front of the disciples of Jiuding Mountain. At the same time, they subconsciously wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths with their hands.
It can be seen that the bodies of the four elders are shaking a little, especially the elder with a broken arm, whose face is purple, but the eyes of the four elders are extremely firm.
"Yun Qingwu." The black figure in the front slowly raised his hand and lifted the black hood covering his head, revealing long hair like a waterfall and a face covered with a light white gauze.
"Yun Qingwu?"
"It's a demon!"
"The young master of the demon clan, Yun Qingwu!"
The bodies of the four elders trembled again, and after looking at each other, their expressions became a little ugly, because the arrival of the demons was by no means a friend.
However, the waists of the four elders clearly straightened up. The four pairs of eyes looked at Yun Qingwu, and then at the dozen or so black figures following Yun Qingwu.
"The Holy Land has always been a forbidden area for the Demon Clan. I think you, as the young master of the Demon Clan, should know this?" an elder asked coldly.
"Yes, I know." Yun Qingwu nodded.
"So, why don't you get out of here?" Another elder said angrily when he heard this.
"According to the agreed regulations, once any demon enters the Holy Domain, it is equivalent to declaring war on the five gates of the Holy Domain. No matter who they are, they will be killed without mercy. I am standing here now, can I still leave?" Yun Yun Qingwu didn't seem to be angry because of the elder's angry shouting, but instead asked in confusion.
"Yun Qingwu, I waited until I saw that you are the young master of the demon clan, so I showed mercy and allowed you to leave immediately. Do you really want to die here?" The expressions of the four elders darkened.
"Why not?" Yun Qingwu asked.
"How presumptuous! The little demon tribe only has a few hundred thousand soldiers. Even if you include your father, Emperor Yun, there are only eight masters above the holy realm left. The five sects of our holy realm are just..."
"Yes, if the five sects of the Holy Domain worked together, how could our demon clan survive to this day? I'm afraid that our demon clan would have been destroyed in the war hundreds of years ago, right?" Yun Qingwu interrupted the four After the elder's words, he raised his eyes slightly and looked at the rising sun above his head: "It's a pity that the five holy gates are the five holy gates after all. Even if there is a figure like the holy war god Mengtian, it will still be the same." I still can’t escape your plot!”
"What are you talking about?" The four elders sounded angry.
"Yes, speaking of that time, you may not have entered the five gates of the Holy Realm. So, you should have some impressions of the battle at Shili Lake outside Yanjing City in Great Xia more than ten years ago, right?" Yun Qingwu seemed to be confused. Satoru, then, also shook his head and continued.
"Since you know about the Shili Lake War, you should know the consequences of what you are doing now! Do you really want to provoke another war between humans and demons?"
"No, I don't want to provoke a war between the human and demon clans." Yun Qingwu shook her head, and then a faint light flashed in her eyes: "What I want to provoke is a war between the human and demon clans!"
"What?!"
"Three tribes of humans, demons, and demons, could it be that you..."
"This is impossible. It is absolutely impossible for the demon clan to help you again. It would be self-destruction!"
When the four elders heard this, they finally felt something was wrong, but they did not believe it, or in other words, they really did not dare to believe it.
"Roar!" A beast roar sounded at this time.
At the same time, five black figures standing behind Yun Qingwu also rushed out towards the four elders in an instant. The strong wind blew away the black bucket covering the heads of the five black figures. The hood was revealed, revealing five pairs of eyes of different colors, but all of them were extremely strange and cold.
"Monster clan!"
"It's the demon king, five demon kings!"
"Yun Qingwu, you dare!"
The eyes of the four elders were all rounded at this moment. They were angry to the extreme. However, after seeing those five pairs of eyes clearly, their hearts felt like ice.
That is a kind of despair!
A kind of despair and unwillingness that comes from the heart!
As one of the five sects of the Holy Domain, the elders of Jiuding Mountain are not afraid of the demon king. At any time, the five demon kings would not pose much of a threat to them.
But, it's different now...
Under the current circumstances, the appearance of the five demon kings no longer represents a simple threat, but a massacre, a bloody massacre.
"Quick, send a message to the other four sects, the demon clan has strange... unusual movements..."
"Strike!" A sound of a body being torn apart interrupted the words behind the sound. At the same time, a pair of strange and cold eyes swept around, licking blood from the corners of his mouth.
This was a killing, and it was an absolutely bloody and cruel killing. Blood splashed in the air, dyeing the ground of Jiuding Mountain even redder, just like the patches of blood stained by the Shili Lake outside Yanjing City in the Great Xia Dynasty. The red rocks are like sun and fire.
In the middle of this killing, Yun Qingwu just stood quietly on the spot, slightly raising her head and looking at the sky, where a black shadow once disappeared, and moaned softly on her lips.
"Maybe you are not bloodthirsty, or maybe you are the true son of destiny."
"I think... you will definitely hate me after knowing this, and you will even be so angry that you want to kill me."
"Yes, I used you, but I also paid you."
"The war between you and me will never be avoided..."
"It's not because you are a human and I am a demon... but because you don't know the truth of this world, and you don't know why this world exists!"
…
Ten days later.
The sky at dusk is a little dark. This is the hot summer season. Normally, there should be a ray of sunset that dyes the horizon red in the dusk.
Unfortunately, large dark clouds blocked the sunset, and a moderate rain fell from the sky, dripping on the green grass and flowers on the ground. At the same time, it also washed away the remaining heat in the air.
In this paradise, flowers are everywhere, and the seasons are like spring. For this cruel sanctuary, Lingyun Tower is obviously a bit detached from the worldly world. It cannot be said to be the paradise on earth of the Jasper Tower, but it can be said to be the place where the birds sing and the flowers smell. , a wonderful place to return to nature and rest.
The so-called Lingyun Tower is really a building.
However, this building has nine floors. The bottom floor is divided into nine rooms. Each room is completely topped with green tiles, and the number of nines makes up a square circle.
From bottom to top, the same is true for every second and third floor, but after reaching the fourth floor, the turquoise green tiles are replaced by snow white, crystal clear as jade.
Until the seventh floor...
The white snow turned into gold, brilliant as the sun, and the raindrops dripped from the sky, beating on the tiles, slowly sliding down from the golden tiles, and hanging up countless beads like pearls.
Unlike other sects in the Holy Domain, the number of real disciples in Lingyun Tower is not many. With a thousand years of inheritance, the total number of disciples is always exactly two hundred.
These two hundred disciples all live in Lingyun Tower.
In addition, Lingyun Tower has an outer gate, but the outer gate is not regarded as a disciple, but only as a guest or a servant.
Looking at it as a whole, with two hundred disciples plus some low-class guests and servants, the strength of Lingyun Tower cannot compete with the other four sects.
But the fact is...
Lingyun Tower is the only exception among the five gates of the Holy Domain.
Her exception is that Tiandao Pavilion has good relations with Fuxi Valley, Yin Yang Palace has good relations with Jiuding Mountain, and Lingyun Tower will always live alone in the Holy Land, just like the location she chose, isolated from the world.
Of course, the area belonging to Lingyun Tower is very large, larger than the areas controlled by the other four gates. Moreover, the climate is suitable and the flowers are warm and fragrant.
A place like this is naturally hated by others.
However, in the thousands of years since the establishment of the five Holy Domain gates, none of the other four gates have ever had the slightest intention of competing for the location of Lingyun Tower.
This is Lingyun Tower!
The golden tile crown looks down.
Below her, countless eyes were looking up. There was hope, expectation, and fervent and heartfelt reverence.
Of course, there are exceptions to these gazes. Just like Lingyun Tower is an exception to the other four gates of the Holy Domain, this gaze is also an exception to other gazes.
She doesn't have those passions and expectations.
Eyes as clear as water, so pure that one cannot even think about them. In these eyes, there was once arrogance, some unruly and willful.
But, today…
There is only stubbornness and determination in these eyes.
Rain is falling from the sky, but these eyes are still open, as if they can't see the falling rain, just letting the rain wash away, staring quietly, never closing, staring closely at the building in the distance High-rise buildings, and the setting sun above the high-rise buildings that was obscured by dark clouds.
Half a year!
For half a year, these eyes would look in the same direction every day, day after day, watching the rising sun and setting sun.
But today, dusk has arrived, and the sky is getting darker. However, the sunset that should have appeared in the sky has been ruthlessly blocked.
No matter how wide she opened her eyes, she couldn't see.
Her pink lips clenched slightly at some point, and at the same time, a trace of mist slowly emerged from her eyes, making them look a little hazy, as if they had been kept open for too long.
However, this mist dissipated quickly, as if it had never appeared.
Stubbornness and determination reappeared in these eyes after the fog dissipated, just as the time now is still dusk, yes, it is still dusk now.
It rains…
However, there is always rain in summer.
Maybe the dark clouds in the sky will disperse soon, or maybe these eyes can take another look at the sunset on the last day of this half-year period, or the twinkling stars under the hazy moonlight.
After standing there for a long time, one voice after another naturally kept ringing in my mind.
"He is already dead. One life is for another. Do you really want to keep waiting for a dead man, staying in this ice prison, never seeing hope?"
"I'll keep waiting."
"What if the half-year period you agreed upon has passed?"
"Keep waiting!"
"If you don't come, you'll just keep waiting?"
"Yes!"
“…”
The clear, watery eyes finally closed. That was because a drop of rain hit the middle of the eyes, causing them to blink.
Then, the eyes opened again, still looking quietly at the tall building in the distance and the dark clouds floating in the sky.
until…
A third thing appeared in the sight of these eyes. It was a somewhat blurry shadow, walking step by step from the dim distance, holding an umbrella in its hand.
A very ordinary umbrella!
Made of oil paper, slightly yellowed.
However, there was a fluttering blue gown under the umbrella. In the rain, it was gently blown by the wind, and slowly swayed behind her with her steps.
This shadow walked very steadily. Even if his gown was blown up and his footsteps stepped on the green grass, he still did not forget to step over the flowers growing on the grass.
Step by step, it feels like stepping on the soul.
Finally, an umbrella was placed over the eyes, blocking the tall buildings that the eyes had been staring at, as well as the dark clouds and rain in the sky that blocked the sunset.
However, this time, her eyes didn't pay attention, relying on the umbrella to rest on her head.
The rain is falling, hitting the umbrella.
It makes a subtle sound of falling rain.
The two figures stood very close to each other, standing motionless under an umbrella. The blue gown and bright red skirt were gently blown by the wind in the rain, and they were constantly fluttering.
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