When dusk began to fall, Huo Zhanbai packed his luggage and felt relieved at the thought that he could head south tomorrow.
—The burden that had weighed on his heart for years was finally lifted. Moer, that child, could run and play like a normal child in the future? And Qiushui wouldn't be so depressed all the time. It had been a long time since I saw this lively and bright little sister smile...
He let out a long sigh and looked at the white snow outside the Winter Hall with his hands behind his back.
After years of running around, there is finally an end.
"Ga!" Suddenly, he heard a snow kite call quickly, and it flew over from the southwest and dropped something.
"What?" He took a look and was shocked. "Another Kunlun Blood Snake?"
In the corner of my eye, I saw a faint figure running towards the valley entrance, as fast as lightning and disappeared in an instant.
Hitomi? What is he going to do
Huo Zhanbai didn't have time to think, he grabbed the Mo Hun Sword, opened the window and chased out.
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At the entrance of Yaoshi Valley, huge rocks form an array.
The stones rolled in the wind at the mouth of the valley at a speed that was difficult to discern with the naked eye, and the terrain changed imperceptibly, intricate and intricate. According to legend, the founder of Yaoshi Valley was originally a peerless master in the Central Plains. He killed countless people in his life, but repented in his old age and determined to redeem the sins he had committed in his early years. So he went alone to the cold and desolate land in the far north, built a hut in this valley, and practiced medicine to save people.
This snowy stone formation was set up at that time to avoid revenge.
It is easy to leave the valley, but if there is no one to guide you when entering the valley, you will surely get lost in the wind, snow and huge rocks.
No wonder that for many years, Pharmacist Valley has been able to stay away from both good and evil. It turns out that not only do all parties rely on it and maintain a delicate balance, but also its extremely remote terrain and numerous mechanisms maintain its own safety.
"Successful." The assassin in silver clothes landed gracefully and tapped the jagged stone formation at the entrance of the valley. "Miaohuo, you are too late."
“Haha, you are worthy of being Tong! I have been stuck in this broken stone formation for several days.” In the night, looking at the inch-long blood-colored bead in the other party’s hand, the visitor laughed, “The ten thousand year old dragon blood red cold bead—is this the legendary thing that can poison gods and demons? With this, I can finally kill the old king!”
To ordinary people, the dragon blood bead is useless; however, to those who practice magic, it is a supreme magic weapon. "Bo Gu Zhi" records that if you put this bead in your mouth and breathe it out, and practice magic, you can get a glimpse of the way of heaven; but if blood comes out, its poison can kill all the gods, ghosts and immortals, which is hard to find in ten thousand years.
The leader had been in seclusion recently to practice the ninth level of Iron Horse Ice River Heart Technique. This time, they took advantage of this opportunity to leave Kunlun and head to Qilian Mountain under the pretext of assassinating the Tianchi hermit, hoping to seize the Dragon Blood Pearl and return before the leader's seclusion was over. However, they did not expect Huo Zhanbai to show up and delay their time.
Tong Mo Ran turned his hand and put the bead away: "It's done, you can go now."
"Oh? Finished?" The bloody little snakes kept gathering under the stone, like a sea of blood, while the red-haired man sitting on the stone was just playing with a big snake as thick as a bucket and laughing, "You killed the valley master? What a pity, I heard that she is not only a good doctor, but also a beautiful woman..."
"No killing." Tong said coldly.
“No?” Miao Huo was stunned, looking at him in surprise. As a rare killing genius in Shura Field in a century, Tong has always been ruthless and never leaves anyone alive every time he takes action. Could it be that he made an exception this time regarding the Dragon Blood Pearl
"Why not kill him? It's just a piece of cake." Miao Huo frowned, looking at the Shura who was in a state of panic, hesitating, "Could it be... Tong, you've softened your heart?"
"That's a tricky idea." Tong was a little impatient, "Huo Zhanbai is there."
"Huo Zhanbai... the Seventh Young Master of Dingjian Pavilion?" Miao Huo murmured, looking at the snow, "He is really a troublemaker - could it be that the twelve silver wings you brought this time were defeated by him?"
Tong snorted: "I'll make him pay it back slowly."
"That's right. We've already got the Dragon Blood Pearl, so it's not worth fighting him anymore. We'll have plenty of time after we finish our big task!" Miaoshui laughed and clapped his hands. Suddenly, he said seriously, "We have to go back quickly. We've been sneaking out for almost a month. I heard from Miaoshui that the old King of Religion came out of seclusion the day before yesterday and asked about you!"
"The King of Churches has come out of retreat?" His pupils were startled, and his eyes turned dark blue. "He found out?!"
"No, haha, I was lucky, Miaoshui was on duty," Miaohuo whistled, and the big snake suddenly opened its mouth, and the little snakes actually poured into the mother snake's mouth continuously, "She answered according to the original plan, saying that you went to Tianchi in Changbai Mountain to assassinate the old demon who had been in seclusion for many years."
"Oh." Tong exhaled softly, "That's good."
"But we still have to hurry." Miao Huo put away the snake, his eyes serious, "something is not right."
"What's wrong?" Tong raised his eyes with a sharp look.
"Miao Shui's letter said that the King of the Church failed in his retreat to practice the ninth level of the Iron Horse Ice River Heart Technique! He is now possessed by the devil and is bedridden. He is completely unable to control the Three Saint Ladies, the Five Mingzi, and the Shura Field," Miao Huo briefly described the situation. "The church is now fighting overtly and covertly, and the Three Saint Ladies can't help themselves. I'm afraid they will take the initiative - we have to act quickly."
"Oh..." Tong responded softly, and suddenly made a gesture to keep quiet, "Someone is coming this way."
The sword light pierced out like a silk thread, and a figure flashed over on the snow. There was a "ding" sound of metal clashing in mid-air, and the two people came together and then separated.
"Huo Zhanbai?" Seeing the person coming, Tong exclaimed in surprise, "It's you again?"
"Have you recovered your internal strength?" Huo Zhanbai took the sword and then discovered the opponent's changes and was surprised.
—Did that damn woman forget his advice and let the poisonous snake out
He saw the red-haired man next to him and recognized him as Miaohuo, one of the Five Mingzi of the Demon Cult. His heart skipped a beat - it was already difficult to deal with one Tong, let alone another one!
"You from the Demon Cult, if you dare to take another step into the valley, you will die!" Knowing that a bloody battle was inevitable tonight, he took a deep breath, shouted in a low voice, and raised his sword to block the entrance of the Pharmacist Valley.
"Who wants to enter the valley again?" Tong laughed coldly, "I'm leaving-"
He turned around and rose up in the wind and snow. Miao Huo also laughed, rubbed his fingers together, and with a crisp sound, the huge Kunlun blood snake flew out like an arrow. He turned over and jumped onto the snake's back and flew away.
Huo Zhanbai stood up and tried to chase him, but suddenly a voice came from afar in the wind -
"Instead of chasing me, you should go and see if that woman is still alive."
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Xue Ziye is still alive.
The wound was located on the left side of the head, deep enough to see the bone, and the blood dyed the long hair red.
Shuang Hong parted her thick long hair, carefully cleaned the wound, and began to apply medicine - the wound was caused by an extremely fast sword, and it was a direct cut on the head at close range. If the direction had not been temporarily changed when the sword cut the skull, turning the oblique cut into a flat one in an instant, half of the valley master's head would have been gone long ago.
"Stupid woman!" Huo Zhanbai couldn't help but curse after taking a look at the wound on Xue Ziye's head.
However, the hot-tempered woman was as obedient as a cat at this moment. She just stood there in a daze, not crying out in pain or speaking a word. She let Shuanghong bandage the wound on her head and seemed to be deaf to his scolding.
"Valley Master, it's done." Shuang Hong put down her hand and said softly.
"Go out." She just waved her hand, "Go to the pharmacy and help Aunt Ning look after Mr. Huo's medicine."
"Yes." Shuanghong agreed and walked out with some worry.
"Stupid woman, I clearly told you not to remove his blood seal—" Huo Zhanbai couldn't help but get angry, thinking that this woman was really unreasonable, "Who is he? The number one killer in the Demon Cult's Shura Field! What kind of old friendship are you talking about with him? Damn it! You really don't even know how you died!"
"Huo Zhanbai, you lost again," However, Xue Ziye, who had been in a trance, suddenly laughed.
"Ah?" He was cursing vigorously, and suddenly froze for a moment, "What?"
"You said he would definitely kill me—" Xue Ziye murmured, touching the straps, "But he didn't... didn't."
Huo Zhanbai was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer - yes, that guy could have taken Xue Ziye's life at that time, but he turned his sword sideways at the last moment and just knocked her out with the sword. This was indeed a rare exception for the number one killer in Shura Field who never left anyone alive.
"He is Mingjie... He is my younger brother." Xue Ziye lowered his head, his shoulders trembling slightly, "In his heart, he still believes it!"
"Stupid! Why don't you understand?" Huo Zhanbai stamped his feet and lost his voice.
Xue Ziye looked at him.
"Whether you believe it or not, it's not important to him anymore," he grabbed her shoulders, squatted down and looked her in the eye, "Zi Ye, you don't understand what Jianghu is - even if Tong believes it, what can he do? For a killer like him, these memories of the past will only be a burden. He would rather not believe it... If he believes it, his death will not be far away."
Xue Ziye looked at the western sky, was silent for a moment, and suddenly buried his face in his hands.
"I just don't want him to be locked up in the dark any longer." She said in a thin voice, "He's been locked up for so long."
"He's gone," Huo Zhanbai patted her back gently, comforting her, "Okay, don't think about it... He's gone. That was the path he chose. There's nothing you can do for him."
Yes, that person chose to return to Kunlun Great Light Palace, chose to continue to be the pupil in the Shura Field, and continued to fight in the bloody storm of the rivers and lakes, instead of choosing to stay in this isolated snow valley and try to believe in his past.
Xue Ziye slowly calmed down and looked at the night outside.
Yes, Tong is gone. And her brother Mingjie has never come back. Mingjie disappeared after the catastrophe twelve years ago. What made him disappear was not the three golden needles that sealed his brain, but the gradual destruction of human nature by the long years of dark and murderous life.
Xue Huai died in an instant, yet he still had a smile on his face; while Ming Jie died slowly over a period of more than ten years.
She is a world-class doctor, but time and again she witnessed the death of her loved ones and was powerless to do anything.
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It snowed very heavily that night, and the wind blew from the north of Mohe, lingering and howling over the Pharmacist Valley.
Everything was peaceful in the valley with four distinct seasons. The medicine prepared for Huo Zhanbai in the pharmacy was almost finished, and the young girls were sleeping in the rich aroma of the medicine - no one knew that their valley master had come to the lake alone and talked to the people under the ice in the middle of the night.
The difference was that this time, Huo Zhanbai stayed by her side silently, holding an umbrella to shield her from the wind and snow.
In the wind and snow, some people were returning to Kunlun overnight.
He stood with her until late at night. For the first time, he saw this usually strong woman showing her vulnerable side that she had hidden even when she was drunk. Her thin shoulders gradually trembled in the wind. He just bent down silently, turned the angle of the umbrella in his hand, and shielded her from the dense snow.
For eight years, she has been by his side in all the bloody fights, waiting for him and saving him at the end of every bloody road; so let him accompany her on this last night!
When the sky turned slightly blue, her complexion had already become extremely bad. He finally couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to pull her up.
Xue Ziye pushed his arm away angrily, but the cold night made her body stiff. She lost her balance and fell heavily. The ice surface cracked with a snap, like a huge black mouth swallowing her.
At that moment, the fear from many years ago came back to her, and she screamed and closed her eyes.
"Be careful!" A hand suddenly reached out from the side, picked her up by the waist, and landed her steadily on the shore. The other hand still held the umbrella in front of her and whispered, "Go back, it's too cold, and daybreak is almost here."
She trembled slightly in his arms because of the cold and fear: she didn't fall... This time, she didn't fall!
The hand that brought her out of the icy cave and darkness was real, and the embrace was warm and solid.
Huo Zhanbai didn't put her down after she was frozen stiff, but walked straight to the Summer Garden. She pushed him several times but couldn't break free, so she had to stay quiet. Along the way, there was only the sound of snowflakes falling on the umbrella. She turned her head in the night before dawn and suddenly found that he was holding the umbrella for her, but most of his body was covered with thick snow.
She stretched out her hand and gently brushed away the snow on his shoulders. Suddenly, she felt the long-lost warmth in her heart.
For many years, they have been attached to and dependent on each other. Whenever they feel lonely and in pain, they always think of each other for warmth. Such a confidant is enough to accompany each other for a lifetime, right
"Mo'er's medicine will be ready tomorrow, right?" However, he asked.
In an instant, she suddenly felt as if she had just woken up from a dream, stopped her fingers, and nodded.
"Thank you." He said, looking down at her and smiling, "When Mo'er gets better, I'll invite you to Lin'an to play, and let him meet his savior."
“Oh, no need.” She chuckled. “I wasn’t his savior. It was you and… his mother.”
At the end of her speech, she paused, and for some reason, she avoided mentioning Qiu Shuiyin's name.
"Moreover," she looked up at the sky—she had already arrived at the Summer Garden, hot springs gushed out from the ground, the snow melted quietly as it fell into the air, and there seemed to be a trace of rain in the air, "When I was fourteen, I suffered from a very severe cold that had penetrated deep into my lungs. My master said that I could never leave here in my lifetime—because I couldn't bear the cold outside the valley."
She smiled and looked at the person who made the invitation: "I will die of the cold before I even cross that snowy field."
Huo Zhanbai was shocked and speechless for a long time.
In the summer garden late at night, there are no snowflakes, but there are countless streams of light dancing in the woods, like a dream - those are the luminous butterflies startled from the waterside, dancing gracefully in the garden, showing the most beautiful moment of their short lives.
"Actually, I don't want to go to Jiangnan," Xue Ziye looked to the north and murmured like a dream, "I want to go to the far north of Mohe... Xue Huai said that there is a sea of ice there, and the sky changes seven colors, just like a dream."
A smile appeared on her lips, and she murmured, "Xue Huai is waiting for me under that sky."
Once when he heard that name, Huo Zhanbai suddenly felt endless irritation in his heart. He suddenly loosened his hand, threw her to the ground, and shouted angrily: "How stupid! He has been dead for a long time! Why don't you wake up? He died twelve years ago, but you are still dreaming! If you don't bury him, you will never wake up-"
He didn't finish his words because he saw the woman in purple had raised her hand and pointed at the door with a cold look in her eyes.
"Get out," she whispered, firmly.
He looked at her silently for a moment, then turned and left.
She looked at him and turned her head. Suddenly, she said calmly, "How foolish! That woman never really belonged to you. You were just an irrelevant person from the beginning to the end! If you don't give up this idea, you will never be able to live a good life."
He stopped and looked back at her. She stared back at him without showing any weakness.
The two looked at each other in silence for a moment, then suddenly laughed.
"Is this a parting gift?" Huo Zhanbai laughed and turned around, "We are all stupid."
He quickly disappeared in the wind and snow. Xue Ziye stood among the flying luminous butterflies in the Summer Garden, staring quietly for a long time, as if she had suddenly made up her mind. She took the purple jade hairpin from her hair and gently held it tightly.
"Huo Zhanbai, I hope you can be happy."
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The snow stopped the next day, and everything in Pharmacist Valley seemed to have returned to normal with Tong's departure.
Everything was back on track, as if the intruder had left no trace. The maids no longer had to worry about the thieves appearing in the middle of the night, Huo Zhanbai no longer had to be on tenterhooks to see if Xue Ziye was safe, and even the Snow Harrier no longer had to fly out on patrol every day, getting drunk and hanging upside down on the rack.
"Oh, good morning!" Huo Zhanbai was very happy that he could leave in such an atmosphere. So when Xue Ziye walked out of the pharmacy and handed him a sachet, he couldn't help but smile.
I just had a good sleep, and the conversation last night seemed like a dream.
"You should go." Xue Ziye saw his inner smile and suddenly felt a little lonely. "Lu'er, where's the horse?"
"Miss, it's ready!" Lu'er came out from the flowers with a smile, leading a horse.
She pulled the reins and handed them to Huo Zhanbai: "Go."
It was really ridiculous. At a certain moment last night, when he stood silently beside her and held an umbrella to protect her from the wind and snow, she actually had the illusion that she could rely on this person - however, he had already been someone else's support.
For many years, he came here every year just for this matter and to endure his own mood swings.
Now that things are over, those who should leave will eventually leave.
"The medicine is in the brocade bag, take it with you," she reminded him again, almost tapping his forehead, "Remember, you must go back to Lin'an via Yangzhou - when you get to Yangzhou, remember to open the brocade bag. Only after opening it can you go to Lin'an again!"
"Got it." Huo Zhanbai agreed, knowing that this woman was always weird.
"If you open it too early or too late, it won't work!" Her weird smile made his back shiver, and he nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes! I will open it when we get to Yangzhou!"
Huo Zhanbai got on his horse and put the brocade bag back into his arms, feeling that a heavy burden on his mind for many years had finally been resolved. Looking ahead, he suddenly felt that the sky had never been so high and the wind had never been so warm. He couldn't help but raise his head and let out a long whistle, eager to return home - he was really "reading poems and books with great joy"!
Sing and drink in the daytime, and return home with youth as your companion.
Then go through Wu Gorge from Ba Gorge, and then go down to Xiangyang and head towards Luoyang!
"Lü'er, show the guest out." Xue Ziye said no more and turned around to instruct the maid.
"Yes!" Lu'er came up to lead the horse happily, and was very happy to send this debt collector away. Shuanghong sighed secretly, knowing that once this guy left, the Valley Master would be less likely to show a happy face.
The Snow Kites flew around Xue Ziye, called a few times reluctantly, and landed on the shoulder of their master. Huo Zhanbai rode a few steps, then suddenly reined in his horse, turned around, and gestured to her to drink: "Hey, remember to bury a jar of Laughing in the World under the plum tree!"
Xue Ziye was slightly stunned.
"Let's drink together when we get back!" He waved his hand and laughed loudly, "I will definitely beat you!"
She just waved her hand, not making any comment. She tried her best, but could only prescribe a prescription to prolong her life for three months - if he knew, would he still be so happy? If the child died in the end, would he come back to seek revenge on her
However, as I watched his back disappear into the lush green valley, I suddenly felt a chill in my chest and began to cough softly.
"Miss, is this okay?" Granny Ning next to her looked at Huo Zhanbai's cheerful back and whispered with some concern.
"This is the only way." Xue Ziye murmured, looking up at the sky, and sighed deeply: "God bless, Master Qingran is still in Yangzhou now."
I have tried my best... Huo Zhanbai, please don't blame me.
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While some were riding their horses southward, others were galloping westward.
In order to avoid suspicion, he and Miaohuo separated after leaving Yaoshi Valley and returned to the west, changing horses along the way and rushing back to the Great Light Palace. Holding the Dragon Blood Pearl in his palm, the treasure that was said to be able to kill all ghosts and gods exuded a cold chill, and the Blood-Lining Sword beside him rang in its sheath, as if it was eager to drink blood.
The wind and snow cut through his face like a sword, washing away the remaining weakness in his heart.
He rode his horse back westward in the heavy snow, gradually moving away from the valley that had briefly shaken his heart. He reined in his horse and looked around on the snowy plain, his heart gradually becoming clear and calm. The pair of black and white eyes gradually disappeared in the heavy snow.
Ten days after leaving Yaoshi Valley, we entered the Kizil Desert.
On the 13th, we arrived at Uliastai.
On the 15th, we arrived at the foot of the West Kunlun Mountains.
Kunlun Mountains are covered with snow, and the Great Palace of Light on the top of the mountain is shrouded in cold all year round.
The horse had already fallen to the ground from exhaustion, foaming at the mouth. He jumped off the horse and ended its suffering with a backhanded sword. He stopped at the foot of the mountain, looking at the layered palaces, took a breath without saying a word, and clenched his hands - the dark red dragon blood bead silently turned into powder in his palm.
He turned the sword upside down and carefully smeared the powder on the Blood-Li Sword.
Then, he took out two golden needles from his arms, turned his hand around without hesitation, and pressed them into the fatal point behind the head with two clicks!
He strode up the stone steps. When the palace disciples guarding the mountain gate on both sides saw that it was him, they stood up suddenly, bowed together, showed awe in their eyes, and whispered to each other after he walked past.
"Did you see it? This is Hitomi!"
"The God of Death who controls the Shura Field? What a pity, I didn't see him clearly just now..."
"Get lost! When you see clearly, you won't know how you died - his eyes can't see at all!
"Yes, yes. I heard that if you look at him, your soul will be taken away by him. If he wants you to die, you will die. If he wants you to live, you will live!"
"Isn't that a demon pupil..."
Those whispers of respect and awe filled every day of his life.
No one had ever dared to look into his eyes, and most of those who had looked were already dead - ever since he could remember, he had been accustomed to such evasive gazes and looks as if he were a monster, and there was nothing to be surprised about.
He went straight to the west hall, hoping to ask Miaoshui about the latest situation, but he came up empty-handed. Strange, where is he? Didn't they agree to meet and discuss countermeasures after he got the dragon blood bead back? How could he not be here at such a critical moment
"Envoy Miaoshui has been accompanying the King in the Great Light Palace these past few days." Miaoshui's personal attendant saw Tong, who had hurried back exhausted, and was a little scared. He lowered his head and said, "It's been a long time since you came back to rest."
"How is the Admiral?" he asked coldly.
The personal attendant shook his head and said, "I don't know. The King of Church has been living in the Great Light Palace since he came out of retreat and has never shown up."
He nodded silently, his eyes changed: He has never shown up - so it is probably the same as the news from Miaoshui, that he went astray because of failure in practice!
So, in the past few days, faced with such a great opportunity, wouldn't the other forces in the palace be ready to make a move
He didn't have time to ask more questions and immediately turned to the Great Light Hall.
After walking across the long white jade bridge, the magnificent golden palace on the top came into view. He walked towards it step by step, tightly holding the Blood-Lining Sword in his hand, and began to hide the murderous intent in his heart bit by bit.
"Master Tong." However, the one who came out of the hall to greet him was not Gao Le, the disciple favored by the Pope. The new disciple in white also did not dare to look him in the eye. "The Pope is taking a nap. Please wait a moment."
He nodded: "Where's Gawler?"
The disciple in white shuddered, and answered softly, "Dead," and said no more.
Dead?! Tong stood silently at the bottom of the stairs, kneeling on one knee waiting for Xuan to come in.
"Hehehe... My Tong, are you back?" After a while, a loud laugh broke out in the hall, shaking the sky, "Come in quickly!"
He was suddenly shocked, his eyes bright: the Pope's laughter was full of energy, and there was no sign of weakness at all!
"Yes." He lowered his head, holding the sword, and then walked up the stairs silently.
The Pope is flanked by Mingli guards and the unfathomable Miaofeng - but this time several of their own people are separated, Miaohuo has not returned yet, and Miaoshui is controlled by the Pope, so they cannot make a unified plan. They must not act rashly at this moment.
Along the way, he had concealed all his murderous intent.
"Long live the Lord." After entering the familiar hall, he knelt down in front of the throne and bowed his head deeply. "I went to Changbai Mountain and took the life of the Hidden Hero of Tianchi to avenge the Lord."
As he spoke, he took out a jade flute from his arms and presented it to him.
—The Hidden Hero of Tianchi has not appeared in the martial arts world for a long time, and the King of Religion may not be able to see through his lies immediately. And this flute was obtained by Miaohuo from somewhere else a few years ago, and it is said that it is indeed the Hidden Hero's personal belongings.
"Haha, Tong never disappoints me." However, the King of the Church didn't pay any attention to his carefully woven lie. He just praised him and changed the subject, "You just came back from a long journey. Come and see my new baby mastiff. Look, isn't it cute?"
After getting permission, he dared to raise his head and looked at the demon beasts tied with golden ropes on the side of the jade throne. Suddenly, he couldn't help but change color.
A bloody corpse was revealed among the group of ferocious mastiffs.
Judging from the clothes, that should be—
"Look, what a cute little beast," the Adept tapped the armrests of the throne with his fingers and smiled, "It just ate Uma and is very satisfied."
Uma!
Even someone like Tong had a look of horror on his face—
That corpse turned out to be the Sun Saint Uma!
"What a stupid woman... I asked Miao Feng to spread the false news that I was possessed by a demon, and she couldn't help it, haha." The king smiled on the throne, his hair and beard were as white as a fairy, and on the golden plate beside him was the head of a beautiful woman that had been chopped off not long ago, "She teamed up with Gao Le and the others and wanted to kill me."
Tong looked at the Sun Saint who was once second to none and above everyone else, and cold sweat gradually formed on her palms.
"It really can't stand the test," the King fiddled with the head, and suddenly turned his eyes to look at him, "Isn't it, Tong?"
He met the Pope's gaze calmly and leaned forward deeply: "I only regret that I can't cut off his head with my own hands."
“Hehehe…” The King laughed, grabbed the head from the golden plate, and threw it to the group of gray beasts. “Eat it, eat it! This is the flesh and blood of the Uighur King’s daughter, my lovely little beasts!”
A group of dogs scrambled for food, and there was a sharp chewing sound.
"These babies are the best." The King of the Church turned his hand back and gently stroked Tong who was kneeling in front of the jade throne. His hand probed the three golden needles under his hair one by one, and smiled with satisfaction: "Tong, as long as you are loyal to me, you can enjoy the best of everything."
After walking down the Dan steps, cold sweat soaked my heavy clothes, and the cold wind outside made my whole body sting.
The hand holding the Blood-Lining Sword slowly loosened, his eyes flashed with various colors, and finally he just put away the sword silently - was he seen through? Or was it just a test? The King of the Church was really unfathomable.
He breathed a sigh of relief. However, he was lucky because he didn't have time to rush back and escaped.
I wonder if Miaoshui is safe after being left by the King's side? According to legend, this Loulan woman was brought back to the palace by the King to practice the secret art of love in the Tibetan border area. She was favored by the King for a long time, and her martial arts skills improved gradually. Finally, she became one of the Five Mingzi. It was unexpected that they were willing to let her form an alliance with them this time. In fact, he and Miaohuo had always been unsure about the attitude of this woman.
It seems that no matter what, this assassination plan will have to be temporarily shelved.
It's better to wait and see, and make a decision after Miaohuo returns to the palace.
He walked down the Twelve Jade Palaces and saw Miaoshui and Mingli walking out from behind the main hall, walking along the left and right chariot paths respectively. Among the Five Mingzi, the King of Religion always trusted Mingli and Miaofeng the most: Mingli was responsible for daily life, and Miaofeng was the King of Religion's amulet.
But why is Miao Feng not here at this moment
He slowed down his pace, waiting intentionally or unintentionally. Miaoshui, in long flowing robes, walked over with her followers gracefully. When she saw him, she did not stop, but just coughed a few times and greeted him softly: "Master Tong, are you back?"
He held the sword silently and leaned forward slightly as a response.
Miaoshui smiled and walked away.
Tong lowered his eyes and watched her walk over. The moment the two crossed paths, he heard the sound of wind. Without thinking, he raised his hand and clasped it back. Suddenly, there was a wax ball in his palm. He raised his head and saw the corner of the clothes disappearing in a hurry. The woman had left quickly and there was no way to talk to her.
When the wax ball was squeezed open, there was only a crumpled white towel inside, with flame-shaped patterns embroidered on the corners.
That is... the handkerchief of the Lord of the Church?! Tong's hands clenched instantly, but she resisted the urge to look back at Miao Shui, and just continued to walk away along the Dan Steps without making a sound. The handkerchief was stained with red and black, spurting blood, mixed with fragments of internal organs, which was obviously sprayed out at the moment of blood bursting.
"Miao Feng has gone to Yaoshi Valley."
At the moment their figures intertwined, he heard Miaoshui say something briefly using secret telepathy.
Hitomi's pupils suddenly contracted.