"Shuangce!" Ying Kai came from Yujian, looking at the little disciple in Xu Shuangce's arms with a tense expression: "How is it?"
It stands to reason that Xu Shuangce should not have come to Daishan, but no one cares about this situation now.
The hall on the ground of Dingxian Mausoleum was half-collapsed, corpses like a vast black mist shrouded the sky from the ground, horrified corpses wandered out in groups, gathered from all directions in the wilderness, and approached the monks step by step with a staggering pace.
Not far away, the corpse of Immortal Fahua was in the air, blocked by Changsun Chengfeng, Bai Hao, and Yuchixiao, but it didn't look like it would be blocked for long.
Yuchixiao stared at Immortal Fahua, and couldn't stop looking here, his expression was anxious and indescribable. Xu Shuangce released the hand that was tightly pressing Gong Wei's throat, and saw that the bloody cut had stopped, but the wound was still cracking open, looking shocking.
"It's all right." He said calmly, and finally looked away from Gong Wei's pale face, looked at Ying Kai, and for some reason turned his head to look at Yu Chi Rui, who was urgently treated by a disciple of Yizong in the distance.
"You can't let the frightened corpse escape." He said suddenly, paused and urged: "Leave it to me here, you can go after that puppet."
Ying Kai traveled the world with him when he was young. Naturally, he knew that Xu Shuangce could make a move, so he nodded: "Okay!" But when he was about to go away with the sword, he found something unexpectedly: "—What about the sword? You didn't bring it with you. ?"
Xu Shuangce said, "I didn't bring it."
"then you… "
Xu Shuangce didn't answer, and waved at the nearest medical disciple. The young cultivator immediately stepped forward, full of fear before salute, only to see Sect Master Xu stretched out his hand and took the sword from his waist.
The disciples of the "Golden Ship Medical Sect" Mu Duozhu specialize in medicine, and their swordsmanship is mediocre, so the sword itself is extremely ordinary. However, Xu Shuangce grasped the hilt of the sword, and the extremely domineering spiritual power instantly burned the entire sword body, bursting with a strong cold light, and even the cultivator himself was so frightened that he retreated a few steps!
Xu Shuangce said, "Let's go."
The situation could no longer allow any hesitation, and Ying Kai could only grit his teeth: "Come here, Cheng Feng, stay here to help Sect Master Xu, and remember not to let go of any frightened corpses." Then he turned to Xu Shuangce: "Be careful!"
After he finished speaking, he rushed into the distance with his sword, and the controlled body of Immortal Fahua flew towards the outside of Mount Dai in an instant. Ying Kai, Yu Chixiao and others followed closely.
Figures swayed in the surrounding black fog, and it was the corpses that were staggering and approaching. The powerful senior masters in Dingxian Mausoleum have been put down and buried one by one by Ying Kai and Yu Chi Rui, but there are still many monks who are too frightened to deal with them. and corrupt faces are clearly visible.
The young medical sect disciple was crushed by the sword power and his knees were weak, and he shuddered: "Zong... sect master, please hand over the patient to me and I will do my best to heal..."
But Xu Shuangce didn't seem to hear it.
He stood with the sword in his right hand, and the terrifying sense of oppression emanating from the sword made the air seem to be on fire.
"Back off."
The disciple of the medical sect trembled and took a half step back, only to see the arc of light shining in front of him, that was Xu Shuangce raising his saber and swinging it heavily—
The circular sword light swept in all directions like a hurricane, and the terrified corpses in the front row were only smashed to pieces by strangulation. More horrified corpses were roared by the blood, but the cultivators present had no time to resist, and they all turned into wrecks under the raging sword, and countless broken limbs rushed into the sky!
It was a one-sided and total slaughter.
Facing the group of corpses, Xu Shuangce moved forward steadily, leaving countless corpses at his feet at every step; when he landed on the seventh step, the last sword light chopped up the shocked corpse, the bones collapsed into pieces, and his head slammed. Boom!
Xu Shuangce turned around and retracted his right hand, blocking Gong Wei who was in his arms, and the bones and blood that fell from the sky immediately sprinkled on his robe sleeves.
The surrounding wilderness has turned into a terrifying hell, and everyone is silent. The gloomy wind whizzed past the corpse, and a disciple trembled involuntarily: "This, these are all seniors..."
Indeed, these dismembered corpses were all seniors of major families. If Ying Kai was here, he would never have dared and would not have dealt with them so bloodily and quickly.
Xu Shuangce glanced at the disciple with sharp eyes.
Changsun Chengfeng's heart suddenly tightened, and before he had time to scold the disciple, he saw Xu Shuangce's sword light reaching the door!
It was too fast, even the eldest Sun Chengfeng didn't have time to control the soldiers to come back, and the disciple's heart stopped suddenly, and the sword edge of Sen Han was reflected in his pupils—
But the next moment, the powerful sword arc swept upward from the top of everyone's heads, smashing the thick black mist, and the miasmas within a radius of several meters were forced to clear by spiritual power.
thump!
Several disciples kneeled on the ground with soft legs, drenched in cold sweat, and did not get up for a long time.
Xu Shuangce casually threw the sword back to the previous young medical cultivator, and then without looking at everyone, he pressed his thumb on Gong Wei's eyebrow and whispered, "Let go."
There was an irresistible power in his voice, Gong Wei's body spasmed, and after hearing the words, he let go of the sea of consciousness weakly.
A line of spiritual power immediately poured into Xu Shuangce's eyebrows from the fingertips, and flowed from the sea of consciousness to the limbs, tightly locking the puppet silk that was constantly surging in the spiritual veins.
Even if the medical master himself came, Xu Shuangce might not have the more stable hand strength and the more precise operation at the moment. Gong Wei's body stiffened uncontrollably, and Xu Shuangce clasped him tightly with his left hand, making him unable to struggle at all. He lifted his right hand straight up, and a gleaming puppet thread seemed to be wrapped around Xu Shuangce's fingertips by spiritual power. The movement was slowly pulled out of Gong Wei's body, getting longer and more subtle, and still condensing and unbroken by half a zhang.
A disciple of the medical sect couldn't help but exclaimed: "This, this is not even dead..."
When the puppet silk enters a living human body, it consumes a large amount of the host's flesh and blood spiritual veins, and the longer it takes, the longer it stretches. Therefore, in all likelihood, the monks planted in the puppet silk will not survive for a moment. And this low-level disciple of the Cangyang Sect was able to endure until this time, how severe the pain can be imagined.
"Cough cough!" Zhangsun Chengfeng frowned and signaled to the others not to talk nonsense, and said embarrassingly, "Young Master Xiang is worthy of being the beloved disciple of Sect Master Xu, it's a great fate."
Everyone's first reaction when they heard this was: Sect Master Cangyang has been accepted as a direct disciple? How come no one knows about such a big thing
In the eyes of the public, Xu Shuangce turned a deaf ear, but did not deny it, only said to Gong Wei: "Don't move."
I don't know if it was Gong Wei's illusion, but these two words were soft and deep, as if they had a slight warmth. He opened his eyes wide and wanted to see clearly, but the light in his eyes was very blurred, and even though he was close at hand, he could only barely see Xu Shuangce's profile.
Xu Bai is still very good-looking, but he suddenly had this idea in a trance.
Many years ago in the Punishment Palace, that afternoon when he was taught to write by hand, the sound of cicadas chirping outside the window, he also raised his head and looked up at Xu Shuangce's calm face.
At that time, he was still very young, sitting cross-legged on the cushion in front of Xu Shuangce and leaning back into his arms. Xu Shuangce's clothes smelled cold and light like the green pine after the snow. Sometimes he couldn't help but turn his head to smell it. When he smelled Xu Shuangce, he would straighten his head and say, "Write well."
His voice was also low and gentle, causing Gong Wei's ears to feel warm.
It's just that the temperature didn't last long.
Because Gong Wei grew up in a blink of an eye, he became the look Xu Shuangce disliked the most. When he recalled Xu Shuangce's voice later, the first thing he could think of was the cruel, severe and merciless lessons.
There was a trace of grievance in Gong Wei's drowsy consciousness, his lips parted weakly, but only made a few breaths.
However, Xu Shuangce noticed that the glowing puppet silk was still wrapped around the tip of one finger. At the same time, he lowered his head and taped it on his cold sweaty forehead, saying, "That's it."
When the voice fell, he suddenly raised his hand, and the puppet silk was completely removed from Gong Wei's eyebrows, and the end was suddenly cut off!
"what!"
Gong Wei screamed hoarsely, the pain caused him to struggle to the death, and was clasped by Xu Shuangce's strong arms. At the same time, the puppet silk burst into flames like crazy, and wanted to follow Gong Wei's blood to probe into his spiritual veins. Xu Shuangce's expression was chilling, and pure gold fire suddenly burst out from his fingertips, burning quickly!
The entire puppet silk was burnt all over by the golden fire, and finally fell to the ground weakly and vertically with the crackling sound, losing the last bit of spiritual power.
At the same time, the nervous medical disciples around him breathed a sigh of relief.
However, the breath did not end, and someone asked suspiciously: "Hey, what's going on?"
I saw that the flames gradually dissipated, and the burned puppet silk did not disappear, but still fell there motionless, but the whole body turned a terrifying blood red, reflecting the viper-like snake in the surrounding blue-gray air. Light.
The bloody luster reflected in Xu Shuangce's eyes, and Sect Master Cangyang's expression finally changed.
At the same time, Gong Wei's nasal cavity slowly and suddenly exuded a bright red blood, and then suddenly choked out a large mouthful of blood!
"Changsun Chengfeng!" Xu Shuangce suddenly stood up.
Zhangsun Chengfeng, who was a few steps away, had a blank expression, he couldn't believe his eyes. The next moment I saw Xu Shuangce raising his hand in the air, the blue veins protruding on the back of his hand, Juzong staggered uncontrollably, he grabbed the front of his shirt and dragged him alive!
Xu Shuangce said word by word, "This is not ordinary puppet silk, but soldier silk."
—The poison is still ten million times better than that of puppet silk, the lore of the eldest grandson family, the dual-element divine soldier human silk!
Changsun Chengfeng was forced to stare at the long blood line in front of him from a close distance. If you look closely, you can see that even his pupils are trembling sharply.
"Juzong," Xu Shuangce said with obvious murderous intent in Binghan's eyes, "Give me an explanation."
"cough-"
Another hot blood spurted out of Gong Wei's throat, Xiao Charming Yao's weak body finally couldn't support the huge damage, it declined sharply, and closed his eyes.
The people around were panicked, screaming and shouting incessantly. Juzong seemed to be yelling something in a gaffe, but Gong Wei couldn't hear anything. He could only feel Xu Shuangce's hand between his eyebrows, and the vast spiritual power like a sea of anger was pouring into his body continuously, no matter the cost, he forcibly maintained his weakening heartbeat.
"You won't die." Xu Shuangce whispered close to his ear.
The situation was so chaotic, but his voice was still steady and powerful, the breath of every word swayed his temples, and in a trance, Gong Wei felt as if he had touched Xu Shuangce's cool lips.
Did you kiss me? he thinks.
Xu Shuangce said, "Go to sleep."
The last word took away Gong Wei's consciousness.
Everything around is spinning fast, away from him, the primordial spirit falls into the abyss like weightlessness, and at the end there is a faint and distant light—
Immediately afterwards, the wind at the end of time came blowing, and the late spring sunlight of the Chingshu Palace passed through the shade of the trees, shining into the open carved windows.
The boy was lying on the window sill full of curiosity, reaching out to catch a falling peach petal, just as he was about to put it in his mouth, but was brushed off by another figure leaning over in front of the desk, and frowned, "Why eat it again?"
Gong Wei was naturally good-natured, not annoyed at all, and grinned and headed back to Xu Shuangce. At this time, he hadn't fully learned to speak, so he raised his head and said vaguely, "Kiss… dear."
Xu Shuangce tilted his chin back slightly: "What?"
Gong Wei stared at his thin but beautiful lips, firmly repeating the new words he had just learned: "Kiss... I want to kiss."