Shaojun riding the sea

Chapter 267 Father and daughter meet
The mechanism twisted, and the stone door slowly opened. Zuo Chong shook off the snow and stepped into the hidden dark room.

Shi Zhongqing was sitting at the table stroking the hidden weapon box in his hand. This was made by the skilled craftsmen of the clan specifically for tonight's life-and-death battle. It was used to fire poison needles and poisonous smoke to fight against the Shura soldiers who had taken the Blue Flame Pill. As the saying goes "fight poison with poison", the Shura soldiers' bodies are different from those of ordinary people. They are indestructible and ordinary weapons cannot hurt them at all, not even pierce their skin.

Fortunately, Zuo Chong was proficient in medicine and had a first-rate skill in refining poison. Although he could not break the power of the Blue Flame Pill, he thought of the method of fighting poison with poison. After countless trials and refining, he finally made a strange poison that could weaken the combat effectiveness of the Shura soldiers, exposing flaws in their hard bodies. They were no longer invulnerable to swords and guns, but could be pierced and defeated by ordinary weapons.

In addition to the poison needles and poisonous smoke in the hidden weapon box tonight, the swords used by everyone were also soaked in advance and filled with that strange poison. When facing the Shura soldiers, they would first fire the hidden weapons and then use their swords. In Zuo Chong's words, it was -

The two poisons are used simultaneously, in large quantities and everywhere. Anyway, this poison only restrains the Blue Flame Shura Soldiers and is harmless to ordinary people. Just go for it. I don't believe that I can't overthrow this group of red slave monsters tonight!
In the dark room, after hearing Zuo Chong's footsteps, Shi Zhongqing raised his head with a solemn look: "Xiao Zuo, how is it, has Xiyuehan entered the mountain?"

"Everything went well. The Snow Feast has begun."

Zuo Chong didn't waste any words and threw a pair of poisoned swords to Shi Zhongqing. He took the hidden weapon box from his hand and checked it one last time, saying concisely:
"The Shura soldiers Xi Yuehan brought were divided into two groups. One group will guard the mountain gate, and the other group will accompany him to the banquet and guard him closely. We have to deal with the group on the outside first. I don't know if my poison will work. Anyway, there is no way to retreat, so let's give it a try and fight those red slave dogs!"

The mechanism twisted and the stone door opened again. Snow and wind were howling outside and brilliant fireworks were lit in the sky. The huge noise was enough to cover the sound of the fight at the mountain gate.

When the fireworks burst into life in the sky, that's when they take action!
"Old man Shi, are you ready?"

Zuo Chong looked up at the bright fireworks in the sky, raised the corner of his lips slightly, and handed Shi Zhongqing a pot of strong liquor. But before he could drink it and answer, he suddenly turned his head and gave him a sly smile:
"Tonight, on New Year's Eve, you and I fought side by side, and life and death are unpredictable. If we can survive the new year, I will definitely ask the elders of the clan to write your name on the Feng family tree in the future. What do you say?"

The battle was just around the corner, but Zuo Chong still had the mind to make such a joke. Perhaps he also wanted to ease the tension in his heart. Shi Zhongqing held the pot of wine, knowing the truth but not exposing it. He just smiled helplessly and shook his head:
"I don't need such an honor. I only have one wish."

He looked up at the night sky, and the figure of a graceful and smiling girl seemed to emerge among the fireworks, and the clear and moving sound of the bells vaguely rang in his ears again.

"Have you arranged the suicide note properly? If I never come back, please make sure to hand it over to... my daughter in the future."

When the plum blossoms bloomed on the top of Lingtai Mountain, the Lingtai Immortal left and never returned. He wrote down all the things he had no time to tell her and the truth buried in the mottled years in his suicide note, hoping that she would know one day and go to the Taoist temple to uncover the mystery herself.

This was the only thing he could do for...that person.

"Don't worry, our Feng family is trustworthy and will never break our promises to you, even if only one person is left in this battle. We will definitely do it for you!"

"Okay, thank you."

Shi Zhongqing said no more, he just raised the wine pot and took a big sip, then said with a happy smile: "Then drink this wine and give it a try!"

The wine jug smashed into the snow. Under the fireworks, Shi Zhongqing and Zuo Chong looked at each other and smiled at the same time. The two of them were like cranes, with a momentum of never returning, and they resolutely swept into the snowstorm.

"kill!"

The sky and earth were freezing cold, the howling wind sounded like a dirge, and a silent killing operation unfolded in the dark night with the force of thunder.

When countless poison needles were fired and thick poisonous smoke filled the mountain gate, the Shura soldiers who were originally as hard as stone and extremely terrifying finally revealed their flaws amid the flashes of swords and sabers, and fell one after another in the poisonous smoke. Zuo Chong was overjoyed:
"I am truly an expert in poison. The method of using poison to fight poison really works. It's a pity that it's not as powerful as I expected. It's only half as effective. I'm afraid I can't achieve a quick victory!"

Just as Zuo Chong expected, his strange poison could indeed restrain the power of the Blue Flame Pill, but the effect was only 50% to 60% at most. Those terrifying Shura soldiers were like lingering ghosts. Even if they fell, they would struggle to get up. They could not be killed with one blow. It often took several heavy blows to kill them completely. One had to be on guard against their "resurrection". It was simply difficult to deal with and impossible to defend against. "Damn, these Red Slave dogs are so hard to kill. Damn it, at worst we'll die together!"

Zuo Chong gritted his teeth and raised his sword, his eyes already blood-thirsty. The mountain wind was howling and snow was flying. He was covered from head to toe in the poisonous blue blood of the Shura soldiers. Fortunately, before the action, all of them had taken detoxification pills, so they could hold on for some time and not be corroded by the blue flame poisonous blood.

But even if they tried their best, those Shura soldiers were like weeds that could not be burned out. They kept standing up in the poisonous smoke, making people feel more and more desperate.

Just as another firework burst into the sky, emitting a brilliant and dazzling light, a Shura soldier who had fallen behind Zuo Chong stood up again with his broken body. His face was ferocious, and he chopped towards Zuo Chong's neck with the sharp long knife in his hand without hesitation.

"Xiao Zuo, be careful, get out of the way!"

Shi Zhongqing happened to see this scene, but was entangled by several Shura soldiers and was unable to escape to rescue them. Zuo Chong was also attacked from both sides, so how could he dodge the attack? He had no way to avoid it, and even the weapon in his hand was knocked to the ground!
"Old man Shi, I'm leaving first!"

Zuo Chong raised his head and laughed. The bright fireworks reflected in his eyes. A snowflake also floated down and stained his bloody eyelashes. Countless images flashed through his mind in an instant, and finally turned into a sigh:
"I still can't make it to the new year, and I won't be able to see the day when the snow falls and the sky clears..."

The wind was howling, and a fierce murderous intent was coming. Just as the long knife was about to fall on Zuo Chong's neck, a sharp sword light suddenly appeared and blocked the fatal blow for Zuo Chong in a flash!
The young man was light and nimble as a butterfly, and his left-hand swordsmanship was superb. Before Zuo Chong could react, the Shura soldier who had attacked him had been pierced through by a sword and fell to the ground in the snow!

Zuo Chong turned around in disbelief and saw a beautiful face that he had never dreamed of. The young man had clear features and smiled at him under the fireworks. He blurted out in amazement:

"Xiao Mo, how, how could it be you?"

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Zuo Chong's mind raced, and without time to think, he just punched Xiao Mo in the chest.

"You finally made it back, my boy. Your new sword is really good. I think your swordsmanship has improved even more!"

When Xiao Mo left, he said that he was going out of the mountains to find the world's best swordsmith. Zuo Chong thought that he had finally returned with the sword, but he didn't expect that Xiao Mo raised his left hand and made a sword flower neatly, and his smile deepened:
"I didn't change my sword, and I'm not the only one who came back."

As soon as he finished speaking, footsteps were heard approaching. Amidst the flying snow, a large number of troops suddenly poured into the mountain gate and surrounded the Shura Army like a tide.

The leading general was extremely handsome, with a tall and handsome figure, and his temperament was like a sword drawn from its sheath. Standing in the snow, he looked like a god descending from heaven. Zuo Chong couldn't believe it and recognized him at a glance:

"Yue, Yue Wujiu?!"

Just as he uttered this shocked cry, an arrow flashing with strange light and carrying the force of thunder pierced through the wind and snow, and shot through several Shura soldiers who were entangled with Shi Zhongqing. The powerful force was unstoppable, as if it had the power to destroy the world, and even the Shura soldiers who were nearby were knocked to the ground!

A beautiful and graceful figure came walking on the wind, with her clothes fluttering, like a god. Everyone looked up, shocked beyond words. Only Shi Zhongqing moved his lips, not daring to believe his eyes!

The fireworks reflected the excited tears in his eyes. He seemed to be in a dream. He was afraid that the snowstorm would wake him up. He took a trembling step forward and finally called out to the figure -

"Little bell?"