One person, one sword, I have guarded the lonely city for 70 years

Chapter 197
The woman and the child are the two venerables of Xu country, and they do not enjoy the country's luck.

Therefore, when the capital was attacked and Jia Mingdao asked for help, although they were the first to receive the news, they hurried over without any haste.

Seeing the cautious appearance of the two, Xu Hengyang was furious and snorted coldly:

"Don't worry, everyone is leaving."

The ten-year-old boy was wearing a knee-length coat and was still shaking a white paper fan. He looked old-fashioned and mocked:

"I told you to have nothing to do to provoke the ghost killing sect, and even issued some demon-killing orders. It would be strange if they didn't call the door."

The well-dressed woman also nodded in agreement.

The Ghost Killing Sect is entangled in the territory of Xu State, and the sects under the two of them will also be affected, so they are naturally unhappy.

Xu Hengyang didn't retort, but recalled the details of the previous battle, vaguely feeling that something was wrong.

Song Yun's style was far from that of a killer, and he didn't have the sinister aura of the gang of Ghost Killers at all.

It can be said that it is not the same from beginning to end.

But he can also display the unique body technique of the ghost killing sect.

What's even more strange is the unbelievable expressions on the faces of Jia Mingdao and Ning Guogong when they saw this movement.

What's so strange about the ghost killing the sect's master and knowing how to kill the ghost?

"Could it be that this is actually a scam?" Xu Hengyang couldn't help thinking, "Who is that Song Bai?"

Xu Hengyang was thinking, and the two venerables became a little impatient.

They are already saving face by rushing over to help, and they are not obliged to waste time with the monarch.

The ten-year-old boy murmured: "Since you drove that Song Bai away, we should go back to our respective homes. Hmph, the court didn't say anything about running all the way."

Xu Hengyang raised his hand, "Don't worry, just wait."

Then he ordered his subordinates to go to the treasury to fetch a few bottles of the highest-grade elixir and hand them over to the two venerables.

The situation was unknown, and he didn't dare to stay alone, so he could only spend money to buy peace.

After taking the elixir, the attitude of the two venerables improved, and they planned to stay and guard the palace with Xu Hengyang.

At this moment, the ten-year-old boy's face changed slightly, and he said crisply:
"A strong man is coming from the north!"

The three venerables immediately lifted off and looked towards the north together.

I saw a young man in white with a long sword across his waist and a cloth bag in his hand, Shi Shiran came walking on the wind.

When Xu Hengyang saw this figure, he shook in fright.

"It's over!"

Hearing this, the ten-year-old boy and the well-dressed woman also understood what was going on, and turned around and wanted to run away.

But immediately, a sword light descended from the sky, landed at their feet, and cut a deep sword mark on the ground.

The three of them froze suddenly.

The three of them were not strong in combat among the Venerables. Seeing this sharp sword, they knew that they were not Song Yun's opponent at all.

Run, it seems that I can't run.

Song Yun flew from the sky in the blink of an eye, threw the cloth bag in front of Xu Hengyang, and said with a smile:

"open to take a look."

Seeing some blood stains on the bag, Xu Hengyang guessed what was inside, his face turned pale, and he opened the bag with trembling hands.

Inside was a head, and Ning Guogong's frightened expression had frozen.

There is also a token. Although it is broken into several pieces, the word "Jia" on it can still be seen when put together.

Ten-year-old children and women in strong clothes also came up to watch, and they were all moved when they saw this:
"This... two people were killed?"

"How long is this? Less than an hour?"

Song Yun rushed to Xu Hengyang and said: "Don't worry, Jia Mingdao has lost his soul, and now no one will seize power with you."

Then he glanced at the ten-year-old boy and the woman in strong attire, "Are you two the lords of Xu Kingdom?"

The two nodded stiffly, not daring to breathe, for fear of offending the murderous Anxi Rentu.

Song Yun took out the evil mirror from his arms, and took a photo at the three of them. The mirror surface was as clear as a lake, without any variegated colors.

"Not bad."

Seeing that none of these venerables were controlled by the demons and ghosts, Song Yun nodded with satisfaction, and put away the evil mirror.

This is not surprising, it also takes energy to control people, and it is impossible to attack everyone.

Moreover, those with weak minds and souls cannot withstand the erosion of consciousness by the demons.

Those with weak bodies can't bear the death aura emanating from the sky ghost.

Therefore, the object possessed by demons and ghosts generally gives priority to the powerful and powerful venerables, which have the highest efficiency.

Heavenly demons must be possessed, and heavenly ghosts often act alone, and the possibility of possessing a weak venerable is even less.

Song Yun waved his hand, motioning the three of them to enter the palace to talk with him.

None of the three venerables dared to resist, and obediently followed into the palace.

Xu Hengyang looked extra restrained, as if this was Song Yun's palace.

Song Yun pulled some chairs and said with a smile: "Sit down, don't be nervous, am I so scary?"

The three of Xu Hengyang nodded subconsciously, and seeing Song Yun's unkind expression, they quickly shook their heads again.

"That's right, relax, let's discuss important things together. Believe me, this is your once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

Song Yun clapped his hands, "Liao Dingshan, Jia Mingdao, and Ning Guogong colluded with ghosts to kill the sect, attempted to sacrifice blood to the common people, and summoned the evil fairy 'Kongming Xianzun'."

"These three people have unpardonable crimes, and I have all killed them. Now, Xu Guo belongs to the three of you!"

These two sentences contained too much information, and the faces of the three venerables fluctuated, and they remained silent for a long while without speaking.

Song Yun looked at the three of them with a smile, and was especially interested in the ten-year-old boy.

He became a venerable at the age of ten, and his bones have not yet fully developed. Naturally, he cannot be a martial saint, but must be a ghost.

This shows that this person's realm of Taoism in his previous life was extremely profound, and his level of Taoism was only higher than that of Jia Ming, who had seven times of thunder calamity.

Therefore, a large amount of memory and cultivation experience can be left behind, as well as a solid foundation of the soul, so that the cultivation speed in this life can be extremely fast.

Calculating the time, this person died ten years after the fall of the Great Xia, and he has completely experienced the entire process of the fall of the Great Xia.

The ten-year-old boy noticed Song Yun's gaze, and couldn't help but raise his head to look at each other a few times, and felt that the shape of the white-clothed green sword looked familiar.

He wondered: "I seem to have seen you in my previous life, no, your face is not the same, but this outfit, this momentum, are very similar."

As he spoke, he shook his head again, "Impossible, the age is not right, it should be your elder."

After reincarnation, memory will inevitably be blurred and lost, so the child is not sure about anything.

As soon as these words came out, before Song Yun expressed his opinion, Xu Hengyang and the well-dressed woman first became interested.

The biggest characteristic of the "Anxi Rentu" in front of me is its mystery, and I can't find any origin, as if it appeared out of thin air.

Now it seems that it can be traced back to the Great Xia period, so there are more forces involved.

Compared with the various forces in the Great Xia Era, the Ghost Killing Sect is nothing at all!
Song Yun smiled and said: "It seems that you remember a lot of things, have you seen this before?"

As he spoke, he took out a bluestone token from his bosom, engraved with complicated patterns and a big "Song" character on it.

The ten-year-old boy exclaimed in surprise: "Zhu Xiewei!"

(End of this chapter)