The autumn wind rises and the dragon sings

Chapter 198
Absolute Immortal Valley.

As the night grew darker, a beautiful figure in blue slowly entered, holding a lamp. The maid who was keeping watch at night was immediately alert, but after seeing the severed arm, she put away her sword and saluted: "Senior Sister Qiongjue."

"Yes." Qiong Jue nodded and asked, "Master has gone to bed?"

"This..." The two maids looked at each other, and one of them replied: "That Mr. Feng just left..."

"I understand, you can continue to keep vigil."

"Yes, Sister."

Qiongjue bypassed the two maids and walked straight to Piaoranju. When she came to the door, she put down the lantern in her hand and gently knocked on the door with her remaining hand.

A lazy female voice came out: "Who is outside the door?"

"Master, it's me." Qiong Jue responded respectfully.

There was silence in the room, then the candles were lit, and the female voice came out again: "Come in."

Qiong Jue pushed the door open and walked in. The heat in the room was not dissipated. There was a hint of musk lingering on the tip of his nose. He frowned quietly and raised his eyes to look at the beautiful woman in single clothes. He saluted respectfully: "Disciple Qiong Jue, I have met Master."

Bo Hongyan lowered her eyes and looked at the disciple in front of her, then suddenly stretched out her hand to pinch the other person's cheek. After feeling the warmth, she released her hand, and then looked at the red marks on the fair skin, her expression softened.

Qiong Jue was puzzled: "Master?"

Bo Hongyan smiled slightly and said: "Nothing. It's just that I wanted to come back and tell me that you had died in the hands of a pale, dull-looking swordsman in black, so I was worried that someone would come in disguised as you. But come to think of it, Also, to enter Juexian Valley, you have to pass through Green Firefly in Youyuan, and only the people in Juexian Valley know the method, and I have not received any warning from Green Firefly."

"Hate it, huh!" Qiong Jue sneered, with a look of anger on his face: "My disciple helped him deal with this ungrateful person like Lao Wuyan. It would be better for him to leave me alone to face the swordsman. If not My disciple reacted quickly and held his breath to feign death. I'm afraid I'll never see you again, Master!"

Bo Hongyan looked at the dried blood on Qiong Jue's dress and expressed embarrassment: "He..."

"That's all, my disciple knows that Master, you are obsessed with hate, so I will not embarrass you, Master." Qiongjue knew that he could not retaliate, so he could only sigh, came to the table, and used his only remaining hand to help him. Pouring tea: "Master, what are you going to do next?"

"The swordsman was very angry, and he also hurt you, my disciple. Naturally, I can't end it so easily." Bo Hongyan looked cold and said with a smile, "I wonder if my disciple has ever heard of a new organization, the Martial Arts Court."

Qiongjue shook his head slightly and continued to pour tea: "Master wants them to help?"

"Of course, we don't need to do it ourselves, we just need to do some work inside."

"Really?" Qiong Jue made a movement and suddenly changed her tone: "Then, I'm offended."

"Um?!"

Bo Hongyan was startled, waved her sleeves to disperse the poisonous gas, and retreated quickly at the same time. The Immortal Ring took action at the same time, but she heard a "clang" sound, and a bone sword clasped it and threw it to the ground.

Also falling to the ground at the same time was Qiong Jue's pale corpse.

Bo Hongyan was horrified and wanted to escape, but the cold bone sword was already pressed against her fragile neck. The young man's green face fell into her eyes, and a pair of dark eyes reflected her pale face.

"Girl, how about we have a nice chat during the long night?"

As the last word fell, Bo Hongyan felt the scene in front of her eyes flicker, and the color of blood instantly occupied her entire field of vision, and then the depths of her mind.

Outside Piaoxianju, a man wearing a long-sleeved crimson robe, with dark hair tied up with a jade crown of the same color, and hairbands decorated with broken jade hanging on both sides, a man with an elegant face and a peaceful expression stood with his head lowered, as if Waiting for something.

Immediately, the door was opened, and a young man wearing a bright yellow robe with snow-white hair walked out. He looked up and down, and then threw him a book: "It seems that your Excellency has adapted well to the new body. The people inside have already That’s done, I’ll leave the rest to Your Excellency.”

The man flipped through the book in his hand and briefly glanced at the contents. A trace of shock flashed across his eyes, and then he looked puzzled: "The Taoist Master plans to leave everything to me?"

"Ah, I'm not interested in being the one in control. Just think of me as a counselor or strategist who occasionally comes up with ideas. It's getting late, so I'll go back first. Come on, sir."

The young man waved his hand, happily became the shopkeeper, and left in disguise.

The man looked at the book in his hand, his eyes flickered, and then he walked into the house.

The room was filled with a strange fragrance. Bo Hongyan was seen standing in front of Qiong Jue's body. She held a bottle of potion with her slender fingers and poured it on the body. The flesh and blood melted quickly, followed by the bones, and finally turned into a pool of water stains, exuding a strange fragrance. .

The man watched the whole process quietly, and after Bo Hongyan put the medicine bottle away and turned to look at him in confusion, he calmly said: "Young master, I ordered you to give this thing to the girl, and told the girl to do as mentioned above. "

Bo Hongyan frowned slightly and reached out to take the notebook, with a struggling look in her eyes: "Mr... son?"

The man nodded gently and said with a smile, "Yes, sir."

The struggle disappeared in his eyes, his fingertips rubbed the rough cover, and he asked doubtfully: "So, who are you?"

"Me?" The man's eyes turned slightly, but his smile remained: "I am the young master's military advisor."

Good guys gang.

"Ah-"

As soon as he returned to the house, Yi Ruchen sneezed before he could speak, and then received two puzzled looks, seemingly curious that souls could sneeze.

It's probably that the elders are trying to trick him again, but why does he feel so cold on his back...

Yi Ruchen muttered to himself, and then said to the swordsman in green: "Go and guard the three wounded first. If anyone wakes up, knock them unconscious. Be careful not to be seen."

The swordsman in green nodded, hugged the calamus on the table and left, closing the door thoughtfully.

Yi Ruchen checked Daoqin to make sure that the conversation would not be overheard, then he raised his head and looked at the young man who had taken off his bamboo hat and had the same face as himself: "The person who betrayed Xuanzong is you, right? "

The young man's face froze and he nodded bitterly.

"So, my mission is not to wait to clean up the family..." Yi Ruchen thought, and at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief. The betrayal mission was his least favorite, after all, he had tasted that feeling.

The young man nodded, dipped his finger in water, and wrote a line: Save Xuanzong's brothers and sisters.

Yi Ruchen looked at the words and nodded to show that he knew, and then talked about another thing: "Today, the system told me that there cannot be two Feng Chou Farewells in the same world. It should be because you saved the plot character, And when he was being rescued, he was seen by a plot character, so he was judged to be two Fengchoubie."

The young man was stunned, not knowing that his well-intentioned rescue would lead to such a situation, and he showed an apology on his face.

"Don't be sorry. I mainly want to ask you, since you completed the mission, why didn't you leave this world?" Yi Ruchen asked.

The young man showed some doubts, as if he didn't understand why the other party asked such a question, but he still got wet and wrote the answer: Because I am originally from this world. "You're not the mission person?" Yi Ruchen was a little surprised. After seeing the young man nodded, he asked tentatively: "Then you are the protagonist?"

The young man smiled sheepishly and nodded.

Yi Ruchen instantly understood why Guangqiu lied to him that Su Huanzhen was the protagonist, because the young man seemed too deceptive, and according to the other party's generous attitude of giving dragon energy, if he really wanted the power of the rules, he would probably I will give it without hesitation, and it will be given in large portions.

A strange silence spread. The young man raised his head and looked at Yi Ruchen who was hesitant to speak in confusion. Then he looked at the still warm tea on the table, poured a cup and handed it over.

"Thank you..." Yi Ruchen picked up the tea cup with a complicated mood and took a sip. The slight bitterness overcame the slight headache, and then asked: "Do you have the power of rules here?"

The young man nodded, then walked to Yi Ruchen, picked up the dragon-shaped jade pendant he put on his waist, waved it in front of him, and said with difficulty: "Only... half..."

Yi Ruchen was hesitating whether to complain or not that the other party was so confident in handing over the jade pendant containing the power of rules to him. When he heard what the young man said, he couldn't help but ask, "What about the other half?"

"The main character has a bad voice, let me explain it. 』

When the boy was thinking about how to explain, a light screen popped up between the two of them, and the electronic font appeared: "This starts from the first time the protagonist completes the plot. At that time, the protagonist failed to resurrect his master, and became sworn sworn brother. The eldest brother's favor was average. After bidding farewell to Cang, he wandered alone in the world.The accident happened a few years later. Tiandao was attacked and swallowed by an unknown object. Although the new Tiandao was found in time, because it was unfamiliar with how to repair the world and the rules of operation, it was taken advantage of at the beginning of the second plot. . 』

"A mission official showed up and threatened you with the protagonist's life?" Yi Ruchen guessed.

"No, the missionaries are also victims.They are people from other worlds who control time and space travel. They use the protagonist's life as a threat to steal half of the power of the rules. The remaining half is stored in a dragon-shaped jade pendant to protect the protagonist and the missionaries.However, once the tasker is killed by the plot, the protection will be invalid. They will torture the tasker in front of the protagonist and then take him away. 』

"Ah..." The young man wanted to say something, but he vomited blood because of his excitement, with a look of guilt on his face.

Yi Ruchen raised his hand to calm the mood. Seeing the familiar look of grief in the young man's eyes, bad memories came to mind, and he said coldly: "Then what?"

"After they discovered that plot killing can avoid the power of rules, they let a system take my place, issue other tasks, lure the task taker into plot killing, and take the task person away, and at the same time..."

"At the same time, it kills the protagonist's will and even his thoughts of survival." Yi Ruchen took over the words, then looked into the young man's pure eyes and asked softly: "They did not isolate you from communicating with the missionaries, but also allowed you to Let’s meet, wait until we become friends, and then torture those missionaries in front of you, right?”

The young man thought of the missionaries who had different appearances and had a good relationship with him, but were tortured to the point where their souls and bodies were unstable, and they let out muffled screams. Pain showed on their green faces, and he nodded with difficulty.

"Bam—"

Yi Ruchen clenched his fist and smashed it against the table. The death energy around him was restless, and his eyes were filled with blood: "Those old immortals! Their torturous moves are still so disgusting!"

The young man was startled and stepped forward to comfort him, but was grabbed by his collar and pushed against a pillar.

"When you were controlled to do the betrayal mission, did you ever think about ending it all? So after you killed your master with your own hands, you took advantage of your last lucidity and wanted your senior brothers to kill you and end it all. ! Right?" Yi Ruchen asked in a cold voice with red eyes.

The young man was stunned for a moment, then smiled and spoke with difficulty: "This is... the best... way. I don't want to... watch my friends again... because I... disappear one by one, and I don't want to... again. Watching... master... brothers... die..."

"You clearly know that their goal is to force you to give up your will to live. As long as you choose to commit suicide, their goal will be achieved and the world will completely collapse!" Yi Ruchen said suppressing his anger.

"But... I have no... way..." The young man sighed, with a look of helplessness on his face: "They... are also thinking about how to help me, and they even don't hesitate to expose themselves... to ask Senior Brother Cang and the others for help... But like this... ...It will only accelerate...their death. By the end...they are already...very tired, but..."

The young man raised his hand, gently held Yi Ruchen's hand that was holding his collar, and smiled with relief: "Fortunately... I didn't succeed... and fortunately... you are here..."

Yi Ruchen was startled, looking at the light of hope in the young man's eyes, a severe dizziness came over him again. He let go of the other man's collar, staggered back, and leaned on the shaky table.

Everything in front of him was shaking, and the blood in his eyes became more and more intense, until all his vision was covered, and the boundless blood red enveloped him. In the blur, he saw a figure gradually approaching, and he sighed softly:

【It's time to wake up...】

The fingertips intertwined, and the body couldn't help but lean back, and the consciousness fell into a sea of ​​blood, gradually sinking...

When the young man saw Yi Ruchen suddenly falling backwards, he didn't know what happened, but he still stretched out his hand to support him, but his fingers were gently held in his palm, and his other hand immediately covered him and kneaded slightly.

"Let's talk about another thing."

The calm tone came, and the young man raised his head in confusion, meeting a pair of black eyes that were as calm as a dead night.

"Which one of us should leave, do you think?"

"Small white."

……

The next morning.

After the swordsman in green saw that the three injured people had been lying down all night, and no one showed any signs of waking up, he went to the kitchen to make a simple breakfast, then brought it to Yi Ruchen's house and knocked on the Door.

There is no response inside.

The swordsman in green frowned and reached out to push the door open. After finding that it was ajar, he quickly entered the house.

But I saw the young man changed into a light blue Taoist robe, standing quietly in front of the bed, looking down at something, with a faint smile on his face. After hearing the movement, he looked up, and his dark eyes fell on the swordsman in green. There is no fluctuation on the body.

"It's Iris, good morning." The young man raised his hand slightly and said hello lively.

The swordsman in green couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he heard this title, but he quickly came to his senses and put the food in his hand on the table: "Good morning, I have already prepared breakfast."

"Thank you, but I have something to do. You can eat the calamus by yourself." The young man smiled, walked up to the swordsman in green, and said, "By the way, I need to trouble you with something. You are not a deer but a feathered person." The two people brought them to Da Nang Mi Valley, there is no need to bring them in, just leave them at the entrance, remember not to be seen."

"it is good."

The swordsman in green nodded, and when he saw the young man preparing to go out, he asked, "Where is the other person?"

The young man touched his waist and said with a faint smile: "He's gone."

Then he walked out of the house, the hem of his light blue clothes was raised, and the person was gone in an instant.

The green-clothed swordsman withdrew his gaze, walked to where the young man was standing, and looked down.

There was some blood spattered on the floor, twisting and spreading around, looking a bit messy, looking like...

Someone once fell to the ground and struggled in pain.

(End of this chapter)