After the corpse worms passed, only a gleaming white skeleton remained.
The empty eye sockets are like a strange abyss, which makes people feel like they have been sucked into the darkness and can't be pulled out again.
The few people who were still alive had their legs weak and cold sweat fell.
Such terrifying methods of death happened right under their noses, and the crit it caused them was not as simple as one plus one.
Some people were the first to come back to their senses and run away, but they only hated that their parents had lost two legs.
Seeing that they were leaving, Master Bai and the others all looked at Rong Xian, waiting for Rong Xian's order.
Rong Xian's expression remained unchanged, she raised her hand lightly, and a sword suddenly appeared in her hand.
The color on the scabbard was dull, and it looked even more rusty.
Rong Xian pulled out the sword with ease, and the icy sword light was reflected in everyone's eyes. An inexplicable chill rose from all directions, making people look stunned, trying to escape this world shrouded in sword light.
But before they escaped the sword light, they had already fallen into darkness.
With just one sword, these people all had their throats cut.
That sword was too fast, it passed time and space.
As if her sword had not yet been drawn, the enemy had already died under her sword.
Amazing as if not all in the world.
There was a dead silence in the field, and even some of the great powers who were watching in the dark couldn't help but dazzle.
They had an inexplicable feeling that it was not only Fu Yuhuang but also Emperor Xu who inherited the swordsmanship of the Sword Emperor.
But Emperor Xu was hiding too deeply, and it was only exposed today.
Rong Xian casually threw the sword away, and when she realized the gaze from others, she tilted her head slightly and gave them a pure smile, soft and gentle: "Scared you?"
She has a faint medicinal fragrance on her body, and her brows are tranquil. Even when she kills, it seems that she is just picking up a leaf, a petal, and not even the slightest change in her breath.
That is indifference and bystander to life.
Seeing that the people around her didn't answer, Rong Xian frowned slightly, as if she was annoyed that she really scared people.
"I'm sorry." Her tone was elegant and humble, but her pure eyes showed a gentle alienation. The sense of distance that lingered around her body clearly told everyone that she was just casually perfunctory.
Bai Shi was the first to come back to his senses. He looked at Rong Xian with a complicated expression and couldn't help asking, "Your Majesty, why is your swordsmanship so powerful? I have never seen you practice swords before."
More importantly, Your Majesty, she doesn't look like a sword cultivator at all.
What are the swordsmen like
When everyone mentioned Jianxiu, the first thing that came to mind was the unique temperament of the Sword Emperor.
In other words, the Sword Emperor is not a man, but a sword.
He made everyone have that kind of fixed impression of Jian Xiu in their hearts.
Like the ice lotus slowly blooming in the perennial snow on the top of the mountain, lonely and cold, cold to the heart.
It is also like the proud standing at the highest point in the world after volleying to the top, and the unparalleled peerless in the world.
However, Rong Xian didn't have any of the features revealed by a sword cultivator.
Sometimes she looks like a doctor, because of the placid sympathy between her brows and the faint scent of medicine that lingers around her body all year round.
Sometimes she looks like an emperor, because she looks indifferent and kills, and she acts with dignity and grace.
Sometimes she is like a child, and Chun Che's eyes are always full of curiosity and vitality, and occasionally there are some jokes that make people laugh and cry.
But no matter what she looks like, she doesn't look like Jianxiu.
Even though she once had a strong sword energy lingering around her body, she still didn't look like a sword repairer.
Rong Xian took everyone's expressions into her eyes. She lowered her eyes and said solemnly, "I practice swords every day."
Hua Kun and others: "..." Your Majesty, please don't donkey us.
Yizhu whispered, "This servant has never seen His Majesty practice swords."
Rong Xian blinked, then came over in a trance, and said in a good voice, "When I practice calligraphy, I practice swords."
Bai Shi and others: ! !
Can calligraphy be used as swordsmanship
Your Majesty, are you really joking
Facing the dazed and amazed expressions of Master Shangbai and the others, she paused and said with a look of understanding, "Of course, it's normal that you can't understand me, after all, there are not many smart people in this world, most of them are Mediocre fools."
Rong Xian showed a slight smile like a spring breeze and rain, and said thoughtfully: "Actually, you can be said to be a wise man among fools. Does this make me feel better?"
In two words, the group mocked everyone.
Bai Shi and others: "..."
They have all the hearts they want to commit, where is the comfort!
Rong Xian's eyes fell on the surrounding corpses, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and she sighed likely: "There are so many corpses, it's a waste of time."
Immediately, Rong Xian's eyes froze, and her tone was as indifferent as white water: "The news is that I have been ambushed and seriously injured. Su Qing, put away these bodies and send them to Ganjing. Immediately send an order back to Ganjing and issue an order. The Servant's Office sent two scribes to the Daxia Dynasty with the corpses to ask for an explanation for the ambush of the Northern Zhao and Xijiang kingdoms."
The words fell, golden light flashed in Rong Xian's eyes, and the dragon qi turned into a scroll of imperial edict and suspended in mid-air.
Her long eyelashes trembled, and a vague sense of loneliness and sadness spread, as if she had suffered a great grievance.
Rong Xian lowered his eyes, the curvature of the corner of his mouth was unclear, and his tone was decisive: "The two countries of Zhao and Jiang are too deceiving. If the two countries do not give me and Rong Guo an explanation for this matter, I will never give up."
As for whether these corpses belonged to Zhao and Jiang, it didn't matter.
Anyway, it was true that the two countries assassinated her, even if they didn't.
With these assassinations, no matter which force comes, they can only be people from Zhao and Jiang.
Since Da Xia kept silent from the war between Rong and Zhao three years ago, three years later, the Three Kingdoms War should remain silent.
These corpses were Rong Xian's ban on Da Xia.
If Xia Xiazi wanted to interfere in the Three Kingdoms War, or mediate with the muddy mud, that would be fine, but she had to look at the corpses first, and then give her a statement that she could accept.
Su Xuan bowed and replied, "No."
He took a step forward, swept his palm, and swept across the field with the coldness of frost, and all the corpses on the ground disappeared.
With his palms open, it is an inconspicuous storage space.
Su Xuanyang threw the storage space out with his hand, and a faceless man in a mysterious robe appeared out of nowhere. On the mysterious man's robe, the symbol of the sword was outlined with dark golden threads.
He took over the storage space, and the imperial decree formed by the condensed dragon energy suspended in the air fell directly into the man's hands.
The man in Xuanpao stood condensed in the air, and after bending at Rong Xian to show his respect, he flickered and disappeared directly in front of everyone.
Except for Su Xuan, Master Bai and the others all changed their expressions.
Just by looking at the sign on that person's robe, one can clearly see the identity of that person and visit Si Tan's envoy.
Rong Xian: I really practice swords every day"(°ヘ°)
(End of this chapter)