As soon as Sang Yu asked those words, the whole house, and even the entire Sang Mansion, fell into silence.
His subordinates all turned their heads, and several pairs of eyes fell on Wuxingxue without blinking. At this time, even the role of "city lord" can't suppress the prying and curiosity.
The only one who didn't dare to show the slightest prying eyes was Wu Xingxue's Chu.
"City Lord?" Sang Yu changed his posture and called out again. In his own territory, he is more presumptuous than in the mansion, "It seems that the city lord—"
Before he finished speaking, Wu Xingxue interrupted: "What else are you talking about?"
Sang Yu was taken aback for a moment, but didn't react.
Wu Xingxue repeated: "What else are those two little things talking about?"
This time, he didn't even raise the end note. The voice was light and fluttering, but it was falling.
Chu finally couldn't help turning his head to look at his own city lord, his lips moved a few times, as if he was already nervous.
Sang Yu also tensed up for a moment, but then he relaxed again. I don't know if it was a posturing, or because Jie Qi was full of energy and blood, he was in high spirits, and felt that he was fearless.
"That's a lot to say." He smiled and said, "It seems that the city lord is very concerned... oh no, this topic is very taboo. Why? Ever since I heard those two poor people talking about it, I have been thinking, why? Woolen cloth?"
"Talking about the robbery period is nothing more than the fact that there are too many resentful souls dead in your hands. From time to time, it's not fun for us to find them." Sang Yu's whole body was full of laziness after extreme happiness, "Ordinary people are not effective Big, but easy to catch. Immortal disciples are harder to catch, and it is indeed much more useful to use them to suppress resentful souls. As for those in Xiandu, it should be the best quality, but there is no way to get them. It is a fluke I got it, but it’s useless, the immortal energy doesn’t blend in with our sinister energy at all. Back then…”
Sang Yu paused as he spoke, as if he forgot the text for a moment, but he quickly continued with a sneer: "In short, the city lord, there is really no malice at all, just thinking, what good solution did our city lord find?"
He propped his chin up and looked straight through his half-closed eyes: "That's the Heavenly Immortal who is in charge of the punishment. We people in Zhaoye City are afraid to avoid it. Hearing his name, he can't wait to take a detour. , What is the best way for the city lord to make such a person work for him?"
He scanned Wu Xingxue's thin plain clothes, but he didn't see the slightest look of unbearable coldness, and said: "It seems that the city lord should have passed the calamity period pretty well, so the city lord, for the sake of living in Zhaoye City, can Leaking one or two? It’s really boring to always catch some disciples of the immortal sect, and I want to try to get one or two little immortals.”
The cataclysm of the demon is getting more and more difficult one after another. This time catch one or two civilians and survive, next time they will catch three or five, and next time it will be even worse.
As things go on, there will be times when you can't press it. The people are useless, so they have to find the disciples of the immortal sect. Are the disciples of the immortal sect useless
Sang Yu had been cultivating almost to the end on the corpse path, but he was still unable to go any further. This was due to the time of calamity. In Zhaoye City, the only person he could refer to was the city lord, and it was expected that he would send someone to spy on him.
Wu Xingxue never interrupted and listened to him. If you talk too much, you will reveal how much he knows.
After listening, he said: "Actually, there is one thing that I don't understand."
Sang Yu: "What's the matter?"
Wu Xingxue said: "Why do you think that if you ask, you will tell?"
Sang Yu laughed: "I know it's not that easy to ask, otherwise, how could the city lord be able to be the city lord without hesitation. In addition, if the city lord cares about and taboos just now, it must not be easy for others to know. But the city lord Ah... You can't understand the temper of the people in Night City. We don't talk about friendship, look at these dogs you raise-"
He glanced at the men at the door: "Who doesn't want to find a chance to take a bite? There are so many people like this, it's hard to sleep peacefully. Those who want to bite are just these things. Those who want to bite the city lord are hard to say."
"What if other people also know that the city lord has a secret technique?"
Wu Xingxue didn't seem to care, she nodded her head, and said, "It seems that the two little things are really fast-talking, so how many people do you think it will be effective if you tell these words?"
The bones on the side of Sang Yu's face moved, as if his teeth were tensed for a moment, but he continued: "Think about it..."
It's not that he is really unscrupulous, but there is a saying that is true, Zhaoye City does not show friendship, and people in Zhaoye City rarely provoke each other. Because once all the demons around him turn into hungry wolves and stare at them, they really can't sleep peacefully.
It's not that Sang Yu is not afraid of Wu Xingxue, but he has weighed it himself. Compared with attracting angry and hungry wolves around a way to survive the catastrophe... No matter what, the former is light in weight.
"Cui Yin? Chang Gu? Hong Guang old man?" Sang Yu said his names slowly, they were all characters that few people in Zhao Ye City would dare to provoke.
He reported a few, but stopped suddenly, because he found that Wu Xingxue was listening seriously.
That's a lot of talking, but I listened most carefully to the name.
Sang Yu's expression changed.
Wu Xingxue said, "Seven, more?"
Sang Yu really frowned this time: "What does the mayor mean?"
Wu Xingxue said: "Say, there are only seven, and there are more? Since you are here to ask for the secret method, you must have more confidence."
Sang Yu grabbed the robe beside the couch, but he didn't dare to take his eyes off Wu Xingxue, his face became more and more ugly.
Wu Xingxue suddenly raised his foot and stepped across the threshold, Chu hurriedly followed.
At that moment, Sang Yu's fingers holding the robe twitched, and almost immediately reported four more names.
"One." Wu Xingxue asked again: "Anything else?"
Sang Yu gave a short laugh and curled his fingers. The freshly inhaled qi and blood flowed under the blood vessels, and traces of the meridians appeared on the neck and face. He said, "That's Tianxiu Shangxian, this rare thing, guess—"
The moment he pronounced the last word, he saw the pale figure move like a ghost.
A gust of cold wind swept past him, and he just blinked lightly. When he came back to his senses, he saw that the big devil was still standing there, but the hem of his robe was shaking slightly, and he had a long sword in his hand.
Sang Yu: "!!!"
Wu Xingxue tilted her head and said, "What?"
The next moment, all the subordinates surrounded by the door let out screams.
The scream was very strange, and it stopped abruptly in the middle of it, turning into an empty sound of "ho ho".
Then, the smell of blood was thicker than that in the house. I just heard the muffled sound of things falling to the ground—the corpses of those subordinates were separated, and their heads rolled to the ground.
They died too quickly, their bodies still standing, blood gushing from their broken necks.
Also because it was too fast, Wu Xingxue's sword was only stained with a few stars of bright red that had just spewed out.
He held the sword and flicked it lightly, and the blood disappeared, but hoarfrost quickly spread down along the hilt of the sword.
According to legend, Wu Xingxue never holds a sword with both hands empty.
Sang Yu had heard of it, but because he was the devil, they had never fought against each other, so he had never seen it with his own eyes. until the moment...
He quickly glanced at Chu, and saw that there was only an empty scabbard left around Chu's waist.
boom! !
The door of the room slammed against Wu Xingxue, and it closed instantly without a gap.
The lamps and candles in the huge house were suddenly extinguished and plunged into darkness.
At that moment, Sang Yu finally realized what he seemed to have miscalculated. He pushes and pulls the words "the city owner is long" and "the city owner is short", and said in a split voice: "I just want a secret method—"
A secret method? ! Touching even the reverse scale, why bother
He didn't have time to think about it, and immediately burned a golden talisman.
In an instant, hundreds of black coffins exploded in the entire Sang House, the paper talismans moved, and the coffin lids exploded. Among the splashed coffin nails, the Infernal corpse howled and came straight to the main house.
But it didn't work.
He used to feel that he was only one step away from City Lord Zhao Ye, and only one point away from Wu Xingxue. As long as you pick the right date, that point is not a huge gap.
The reason why he is like this today is that he feels that this is indeed a good day.
Because those two dead men reported that Wu Xingxue didn't look very good.
From the point of view of the demon, it was easy to guess—it was nothing more than the result of the collision of immortal energy and demonic energy.
Will Zhaoye City Lord do unreasonable things
Will not.
Since Tianxiu Shangxian's bird will not fall, he must have a way to blend the immortal and the evil, but it will take time to completely blend, and he will not do his best before the complete blend.
If so, the difference will be gone.
This is Sang Yu's confidence.
But it wasn't until he was grabbed by Wu Xingxue's neck and pressed against the cold wall, and the whole room was filled with the unspeakable smell after the corpse exploded and died, that he realized that he had miscalculated again.
He opened his eyes wide, and said with difficulty: "How could it... come on, why is there no immortality?"
After crossing the catastrophe period, no matter how well they blend together, Wu Xingxue will definitely be tainted with the immortal energy of Tianxiu. Before, his room was too damp, so he couldn't find it clearly, but now that he was so close, he found that he really couldn't smell the slightest bit of Tianxiu immortal energy.
"..." Sang Yu's eyes were forced to bleed.
But Wu Xingxue didn't answer his question at all, only softly said: "Besides that, who else?"
Sang Yu's teeth were frothing with blood, and he said, "One pass... spread to a hundred... How can the city master stop it? When it spreads from Zhaoye City, to the human world..., to Shangxiandu... how can the city master stop it?"
Wu Xingxue tilted his head and grabbed the air with his fingers.
The coffin nails clamped in the flesh and blood of the corpses all fell into his hands.
Each coffin nail bears a spell, is stained with flesh and blood, and is several inches long.
Wu Xingxue looked at him and said, "If you die, you won't pass it on."
Sang Yu's pupils shrank suddenly, and it was the first time he felt Zhou's cold so closely as a demon. It's not the kind of angry killing intent, but the fear that grows from the cracks in the bones and flows all over the body like the chill of the catastrophe.
"Why... the city wants... to kill them one by one?" Sang Yu said.
"Can't kill?" Wu Xingxue asked, with a slightly raised end, as if she was asking seriously, but her face was expressionless.
Sang Yu finally felt that he really seemed to have hit the right scale. The funny thing is, before this, he didn't even feel that Wu Xingxue had reverse scales. He couldn't even figure out which sentence was worthy of that Ni Lin.
Wu Xingxue looked at Sang Yu quietly, for a moment he looked sleepy, but soon he laughed again.
He didn't answer Sang Yu's words, but said, "Then just watch."
Sang Yu: "What?"
At that moment, even Chu looked at Wu Xingxue in doubt, but didn't understand this sentence.
But soon they figured out—
Because Wu Xingxue didn't kill Sang Yu outright, but used coffin nails that Sang Yu carved a curse on himself, and nailed them to the wall one by one.
In the end, he really followed Sang Yubao's name and killed them one by one along the dark night of Zhaoye City.
For each one, he would ask, "Anything else?"
Who else spread the word
There is always a layer of cold fog in the dream, covering the entire Zhaoye City, it seems that it has never dispersed all year round. In fact, Wu Xingxue couldn't clearly feel what kind of mood he was in the dream.
When he came out of the mansion of the last person, there was faint skylight shining through the cold fog. He looked up, half-closed his eyes again.
He handed the sword to Chu: "What time is it?"
Chu followed all night, the moment the sword was handed over, his pupils constricted, subconsciously a little scared.
"Mao Shi." Chu responded dryly, and then he received the sword, lowered his head and "inserted" it into the scabbard.
The kit pouch around his waist jingled, and inside it was the stuff of the demons who had been killed that night.
Wu Xingxue took Chu back to the original Sang Yu's mansion, and stood in front of the nailed Sang Yu. Chu unpacked the kit and poured out those items, each of which was extremely recognizable.
Sang Yu slowly rolled his eyes, and when he looked over one by one, his impaled hands and feet trembled.
Many people have said that the one who looks the least like a demon in Zhaoye City is the city lord. It wasn't until this moment that he realized that the tormenting style was indeed worthy of the word "devil" when he started to fight against the truth.
But that was the last thing he found out.
Several coffin nails fell to the ground, jingling continuously. The dead Sang Yu also fell heavily to the ground with a muffled sound, spattering a few stars of thick blood.
Wu Xingxue looked down at him, then turned her head to Chu after a while and said, "Go back."
When they returned to Quebuluo, Ning Huaishan happened to be back from an errand.
He was approaching the time of catastrophe, and he wasn't that cold yet, he just rubbed his hands and stomped his feet. He asked Chu: "Why did He Chengzhu come in, what are you doing?"
Chu glanced at Wu Xingxue, shook his head again and again and said, "Nothing, don't ask."
Ning Huaishan let out an "oh", and while jumping to keep warm, he followed Wu Xingxue into the house.
"City Lord, I have to retreat for a few more days." Ning Huaishan sniffed.
Wu Xingxue took off her gauze-like gown, held it in her hand for a look, and said "Mmm" without raising her head, "I know, Chu said."
The blood on the bottom of the robe has dried up, so it can be removed with the method of cleaning the clothes, and there will be no trace left. But Wu Xingxue handed the robe to Chu and said, "Burn."
Chu and Ning Huaishan were half-unwilling, after all, it's not a day or two for their city lords to be picky, especially for such bloody things.
Sometimes they even wondered if Wu Xingxue could not see blood.
But more often, they think this idea is too silly. I really can't see blood, and I can't kill people so simply and neatly.
Chu hugged the robe and went to the pool of blood, rubbed his fingertips together, and burned the blood-stained robe. Just in case, he also cleaned the blood on his own scabbard, and then went to the other room to pick out a clean burqa.
Originally he picked the same as before, like light gray tulle.
Holding the burqa, they all entered the room and hurried out again.
Wu Xingxue turned to him and asked, "Why?"
Chu Lian said: "The city lord wait a moment, I took the wrong one."
When Chu returned to the side room, Ning Huaishan also came in, rubbing his arms and saying, "Why are you rubbing your hands with a burqa?"
Chu glanced at him: "Know what."
Ning Huaishan retorted casually: "Why don't you understand, haven't you brought clothes for the city lord?"
Choose a fox fur cloak from among the clothes.
Ning Huaishan looked confused: "What are you doing? Stupid? Just now the city lord let me burn the piece as thin as a cicada's wings, and now I take out a fox fur cloak to smother the city lord to death? If you want to die, do it yourself, now Just run and bring it to the city lord in a while."
Chu: "..."
"." Chu hesitated to speak, and froze, and finally he slipped over like he was carrying a chicken: "No, I'm going to die together, I don't even want to run away."
He hesitated for a moment, and told Ning Huaishan about the night. The two of them have always been terrified of Wu Xingxue, and no one will go crazy to "secretly" with the city lord, presumably they won't touch Nilin and make the city lord angry.
Ning Huaishan shuddered silently after hearing this, and said in a low voice, "Then Sang Yu really said that the City Lord is not contaminated with any heavenly energy?"
Chutou: "Yes, if it is the time of crossing the catastrophe, there should be some."
Ning Huaishan finally understood why Chu changed his thin clothes into fox fur: "So, the city lord is still cold right now."
And it should be unbearably cold.
But then he didn't understand: "The city lord is obviously cold, why does he still wear thin clothes? To keep Sang Yu and the others down?"
Chu shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be. To really restrain Sang Yu, he should go out and wear it. But he was wearing it before."
Ning Huaishan wondered: "In my own mansion, why do you have to force yourself to wear thin clothes? Who are you forced to show?"
Chu Zheng wanted to say that he didn't know, but suddenly he felt blessed.
He patted Ning's shirt and said: "Could it be... Tianxiu Shangxian?"
Ning Huaishan was also shocked by the answer, and said after a long while: "It's also possible... If Tianxiu Shangxian really came, and it wasn't like Sang Yu and the others guessed, then we really can't show weakness, otherwise..."
But he soon became more confused: "That's not right, the immortals in Tianxiu can always come and go, if it's not what Sang Yu and the others guessed, then it's a collision between immortals and demons, right? A collision between immortals and demons always hurts one , then our sparrow will not collapse in half? Will it be the intact Muyang now?"
The more Chu thought about it, the more confused he became.
They didn't gather their heads together to whisper, and thought about it, and then they suddenly realized that something was wrong.
Because there is more than just the two of them in this room...
Ning Huaishan and Chu were startled, turned around, and saw Wu Xingxue leaning against the door, looking at them quietly with thick black eyes like ink, for an unknown amount of time.
He killed many people that night, exhausted a lot of energy, and he didn't relax until he returned to Quebuluo.
Just because of the lack of vigor, those things that were originally covered up are "revealed" a bit...
Therefore, Chu and Ning Huaishan smelled a breath that did not belong to their city lords.
They were stunned for a moment, and finally realized that it was the... Tianxiu immortal energy that slowly appeared on Wuxingxue.
It was also at that moment that Chu suddenly realized that perhaps what Sang Yu and the others touched was not "forcing a secret method", but to spread the news of "the heavenly immortal came here and the bird never fell".
The moment this thought flashed, Wu Xing Xue Jing, who had been leaning against the door, appeared in front of them in an instant.
Chu was startled, and blurted out: "The city lord won't say anything!"
Wu Xingxue raised her hand and paused.
Chu Yi tugged on Ning Huai's shirt, and hurriedly said: "We won't reveal a single word about the robbery period!"
But Wu Xingxue's hand still fell.
Closing their eyes, they vaguely heard a ringtone.
Wu Xingxue was woken up by the sound of wet rain from the carriage, and the carriage passed through a restriction again and bumped slightly.
The last scene he dreamed was that he was hooking Mengling with his fingertips, holding Ning Huaishan and Chu. The last sentence that lingered in my ears was Chu's exclamation: "We won't reveal a single word about the robbery period!"
He opened his eyes amidst the lingering sounds, and saw Xiao Fuxuan's profile under the dim light.
It's not an exorcism lamp, and it's not dazzling. After a few shakes in the carriage, the warm yellow light falls from the opposite brow bone and the bridge of the high nose, and then falls into the line of the lips.
Before Wu Xingxue could get out of sleepiness, he squinted his eyes and stared lazily for a while, then pursed his lips suddenly.
Xiao Fuxuan seemed to have sensed something, and happened to turn his eyes to look over at that moment.
He was silent for a moment, and suddenly remembered the phrase "Shangxian in Tianxiu" mentioned by countless people in his dream. When he reacted, he hastily withdrew his gaze from under Xiao Fuxuan's nose.
"The city lord is awake?"
"The city lord."
The voices of Ning Huaishan and Chu sounded, almost connecting with the lingering sounds in the dream.
Wu Xingxue was stunned for a moment before remembering that they were in the carriage going to Luohuatai.
Xiao Fuxuan's gaze was still on him, which could be seen out of the corner of his eye. He straightened up, randomly picked a word and asked the three people opposite him: "Not here yet?"
Who knew that Ning Huaishan and Chu didn't speak, but Xiao Fuxuan replied quietly: "Yes."
Wu Xingxue was taken aback: "Are there?"
It wasn't until this moment that he realized that the carriage hadn't moved since it jolted slightly in a half-dream and half-awake, as if it had really arrived.
Wu Xingxue straightened up in puzzlement, her gaze fell on the opposite side of the desk: "Why don't you move?"
Just Tianxiu Shangxian added in a low voice: "Those two dare not call."
Wu Xingxue: "..."
Ask and answer.
I usually have nothing to say for a long time, but now I say one sentence after another.
Xiao Fuxuan said a few words in a row, and he couldn't justify staring at the three people opposite him without squinting. So he...
He glanced down at himself. When he fell asleep earlier, he was just wearing unlined clothes and holding a hand stove. Now that I open my eyes, I don't know why it was covered with a thick felt blanket.
The moment he straightened up, the thick blanket slid down a little bit, and the coldness poured in along the gap. Wu Xingxue subconsciously held the thick blanket and pulled it up: "This blanket..."
This time Ning Huaishan and Chu Yi were hesitant to speak, but Doctor Wu answered quickly: "I saw you earlier... I saw the young master's knuckles turned blue, he must be a little cold."
Wu Xingxue said that it was more than a little cold.
He was about to thank Dr. Wu, the doctor, when he heard him rightly: "Shangxian sealed the blanket."
Wu Xingxue: "..."
He finally glanced at Xiao Fuxuan.
It's so hard to die, but at this moment, Ning Huaishan faltered and said: "City Master, you may not know something. We have a special physique, and every once in a while there will be some—"
He probably wanted to say something like "the spirit of resentment devours the body", but the word "resentment" came out of his mouth. He glanced at Xiao Fuxuan and swallowed it back silently: "Some circumstances..."
Chu also added beside him: "During that time, the body will be unbearably cold. The more powerful the person, the more difficult it will be, uh..."
Due to the presence of immortals, they couldn't speak too bluntly, but they were afraid that Wu Xingxue wouldn't remember anything, and they couldn't bear to have something happen later. The two of them remembered almost scratching their heads.
Wu Xingxue hugged the blanket, looked at them with a wooden face, and thought, "Say, I happen to know that it's better to get out of the carriage as soon as possible to play a monkey here."
The two idiots started to get out of the car, while gesturing: "Anyway, there will be those times, eh—"
They groaned a few times, and the voice of Tianxiu Shangxian rang out to help them complete the word: "The Tribulation Period."
Wu Xingxue's eyelashes twitched, before covering his face with the thick blanket in his hand.