Valkyrie Storm

Chapter 714

After a long silence, Prince Jing finally opened his eyes, and his mood has returned to calm: "Let go of Wang Ziwei, let go of Su Qianluo and Venerable Guishui, the Sandfall Mercenary Group will never set foot in Yan Kingdom, and Tang Yan will never set foot here. My territory. Meet my conditions, and I will let you all leave."

"One more thing, Du Yang will follow us back to the Heavenly Demon Holy Land and kneel down in front of my son's grave!" An old man in the Heavenly Demon Holy Land camp stared at Du Yang with gloomy eyes.

"Are you kidding me? If I really want to go there, I won't kneel down, but...digging my grave!"

"Killing to pay for life, debt to pay back money, this is a life debt, you have to pay it!"

"Haha, joke, life debt? What kind of life debt are you talking about in the warrior world? You are demented! The people you killed are enough to delay you a hundred times. Why don't you pay back the debt?" Du Yang responded sharply, much like Tang Yan. style.

"Stop arguing, that's it for today, accept the agreement, and you all leave!" Prince Jing interrupted their confrontation majestically. It would be embarrassing to stay in the current situation for a second longer, and continuing to entangle would only lead to more jokes.

Yan Xinghan also returned at this moment, and made a look at the ancestor of the demon, that's the end of today, don't make any more trouble.The ancestor of Tianmo was not reconciled, but he still stopped the persistence of his venerables.

Lord En smiled and nodded towards Zhao Zimo and the others: "My friends, can you show me some favors? This is the end of today. To fulfill Prince Jing's agreement, we will take Tang Yan away together."

"We only want to save Tang Yan." Zhaoyi reminded everyone.

"Give the old man to you first. As for Su Qianluo, I will send it back to you after Tang Yan wakes up." Du Yang controlled the movement of the stone forest, and one of the stone trees shattered, revealing Wang Ziwei who was not human at all.

The guards of Prince Jing's Mansion rushed up and carefully brought him out.

Prince Jing's attitude was firm: "Hand over Su Qianluo now, and accept all my promises. If you fail to do one thing, you will never leave."

"We don't know Su Qianluo, and we don't understand the situation, how can we hand it over to you?"

Prince En said: "My nephew is the guarantor. Tang Yan must return Su Qianluo and Venerable Guishui, and agree that the Shapu mercenary group will leave the country of Yan. Uncle, please rest assured."

"Release him and leave Sansheng City immediately!" Yan Xinghan made the decision for Prince Jing.

"Retreat!" Zhaoyi waved her hand, and Du Yang, Zhao Zimo and others spread out their martial skills vigilantly, guarding the unconscious Tang Yan in the center, and quickly left the ancient city.

"Goodbye, uncle, my nephew will visit another day." The people of Prince En's Mansion immediately retreated.

East of the ancient city.

The saint of Yaochi is already waiting: "Follow me back to the Holy Land."

Five days later, Tang Yan woke up from the coma in the dark world.

Unlike the previous situation, no matter how serious the injury was before, he would be unconscious for at most half a day.This time it was five days and five nights. I slept deeply and deeply, as if the nerves that had been tensed for many years were completely relaxed. There was no pressure, no vigilance, no disturbance, and I slept soundly like a baby.

A strange and cool breath circulates throughout the body, different from the Buddha's heart, different from the life mist baby, this breath is very refreshing, as if washing the soul and purifying the mind.

After waking up, Tang Yan felt refreshed like never before. He felt relaxed from the inside out. Every cell in his body was like a new sprout after rain, as if he had been thoroughly washed.

This sense of ease is inside and out, including mental state.

"Brother Hei? Where are we now?" Tang Yan propped himself up, refreshed, and couldn't help stretching vigorously, making a crisp rubbing sound of his joints.

The blackwater leech also fell into a deep sleep and did not respond. He was forcibly awakened in the first battle at Prince Jing's mansion and was seriously injured again. After the incident, he cut off contact and retreated for cultivation.

Tang Yan stood up, doing stretching exercises easily, and Bian Huan looked around the room layout.

Linghua bronze mirrors, carved wooden tables, and incense burners are curling up, and the delicate and gentle things that belong to the daughter's house circulate everywhere.Near the bamboo window, there are a few pieces of rice paper on a rosewood table, a few brushes on the inkstone, and a few budding chrysanthemums on the rice paper. The delicate brushwork seems to declare that the owner of the boudoir is also sentimental.

The bamboo window is hung with purple tulle, which flutters with the wind blowing slowly outside the window, scattering a little bit of light, making the room more cheerful and bright.

Tang Yan was curious, boudoir?This is obviously a girl's room, even the bed is light pink, embroidered with a few proud lotus flowers.

...Squeak... The door was gently pushed open, and a well-behaved girl in white came in with a brand-new incense burner. Suddenly seeing a standing man, she screamed and almost threw the incense burner out.

Whoosh, whoosh, three figures in white clothes came in immediately, their eyes were sharp, their slender hands were shrouded in a white mist, exuding a biting chill.

But after seeing clearly that it was Tang Yan, the three graceful girls in white gauze were all pleasantly surprised: "Young Master Tang? You've woken up! Hurry up and notify the elders."

"Wait, what is this place?" Tang Yan called to stop them.

"Don't worry, Young Master Tang, you are already safe, this is the Holy Land of Yaochi."

Tang Yan rubbed his forehead, tried to recall the situation that day, vaguely remembered that Zhao Zimo and the others appeared, and then fainted out of nowhere, could it be that the saintess made the last move?

"Mr. Tang rest here first, I will inform the elders. You have been in a coma for five days, and they have been worried."

"It doesn't work, I'll go there by myself, and everyone else has come to Yaochi?"

"Yes. All of them have come. Several of your friends, people from Prince En's Mansion, and Ms. Yan Luo from General Zhen Guo's Mansion lived here for three days, and just left the day before yesterday."

"Take me there." Tang Yan signaled them to lead the way, and then left the room: "I fell into a coma very quickly that day, and I don't remember anything. Did anything special happen afterwards? How did Prince Jing's mansion agree to release me? "

"The two sides just confronted each other for a period of time and did not fight each other. In the end, the matter was resolved peacefully. We don't know the details, Mr. Tang should ask the elders and them." The three white-clothed disciples led Tang Yan away from the seat. In the quiet courtyard on the mountainside, walk along the path full of mountain flowers to the top of the mountain.

There are gurgling streams and secluded paths. Looking around, there are crisp old trees surrounded by thin mist. The paths are surrounded by colorful flowers. In the mountains and forests, there are jade rabbits scattered, monkeys neighing, and far away. Surrounded by cranes.

Beautiful, like a fairyland!
Although it is not as majestic as Nanhuang Immortal Palace, it has an exquisite and delicate tranquility.

The entire Yaochi Holy Mountain exudes peace and tranquility, and the air is even more pure without any dust.

Tang Yan admired the wonderful environment around him and savored the comfort in the green mountains and green waters. He was in an unusually cheerful mood, with a faint smile on his face.

"What are you laughing at, Mr. Tang?" the accompanying girl asked curiously.They are not likely to 'look at' Tang Yan like the outside world. They can be admired by Mu Rou and rescued by the saint herself. At least such people have good character.What's more, Yaochi Holy Land has not seen a man for decades, and they all feel quite novel.

"It's nothing, it's just that I haven't felt so relaxed in a long time." Tang Yan moved his body and limbs, feeling relaxed and indescribably happy, even the world in front of him was full of colors.

"Are you excited to see Mu Rou?" The three Yaochi disciples pursed their lips and smiled coquettishly.

"Maybe. The environment here is really good." Tang Yan had a clear smile on his face, no longer frivolous, no longer stubborn, feeling as if... as if he had been purified.

Yes, it's such a weird feeling.

Irritability and irritability are all relieved.

Because of the environment?Or did it benefit from this deep sleep?

"Wait a minute." Tang Yan was walking, suddenly remembered something, motioned them to wait a while, and turned into the nearby woodland.

Adjusting his mood slightly, he took out the brocade box containing Bai Zeyu from the golden lock, which was a gift for the saint.

By the way, there is also a special prisoner, Su Qianluo!

"You're not dead yet?" Su Qianluo snarled at each other as soon as she came out, tightly wrapping the quilt around her body, wishing she could kill Tang Yan with her own hands.

Tang Yan coughed a few times, pulled out a piece of clothing, and handed it to her: "Put it on yourself. I apologize for what happened before. You wanted to kill me at the time. I was not in a normal mood and did something excessive. But from today onwards, everything between us will be cancelled. I will let you go back to Prince Jing's mansion, and I promise that I will never mention the... um... these unpleasant things between us, just pretend that nothing happened, yes You are good to me. You go back and serve your Prince Jing well, and don't bother me again. Otherwise, next time, I won't be merciful."

"Are you going to let me go?" Su Qianluo grabbed the clothes and was wary of Tang Yan.She knew that Tang Yan was not a good person at all, so she must be playing tricks again, right?

Tang Yan spread his hands and curled his lips: "Who knows, maybe he will change his mind later."

"Would you kindly let me go? Put away your little tricks, I'm not interested in playing around with you, if you want to kill, you have to scratch it quickly."

"I really want to apologize, or you stab me?"

Su Qianluo snorted coldly, afraid that Tang Yan would pull her into her arms as soon as she got close, and be humiliated again.

"It doesn't matter, that's it. I will arrange someone to send you away, and go back to enjoy your life in the palace." Tang Yan didn't know what he was thinking, but suddenly felt that the things he had done since leaving Beast Mountain were ridiculous. , as if disturbed by inexplicable irritability?But it was obviously a very natural and smooth move, and no one interfered.

Now suddenly... calm down... Is it the influence of Yaochi Holy Land?Or because of something else?
He couldn't figure it out, anyway, he vaguely felt that something was wrong.

"Really let me go?" Su Qianluo's eyes were cold, and he felt more and more weird.

Tang Yan didn't explain too much, he left the woods and found three Yaochi disciples waiting outside: "There is a man in the woods, please send someone down the mountain."

The three disciples didn't know the situation and didn't ask any further questions, and one of them went into the woods.

After a while, Su Qianluo was led out, and she was still fully on guard, but because of her extremely weak body, she could only be vigilant and could not take any action to fight back.

"Master Tang please, they have already received the news and are waiting in the main hall."

Tang Yan looked back at Su Qianluo, his brows were slightly frowned, and he had the illusion that his temperament had changed a little, as if he was no longer himself.

Is it the effect of experiencing too much killing and danger?
Or is it the sequelae left by the over-excited disintegration surgery?

Or is it because of the evil ancestor?It seems that the old man has been silent for a long time, and he has almost forgotten it since he never came out to make trouble.

(End of this chapter)