boyutpedia Chapter 923: The Night of Grudges in the Vast Blood City
Chapter 923: The Night of Grudges in the Vast Blood City
Looking at the vast ocean, you will know that the heaven and earth are in the clouds and water!
Miaoshui, the sword inherited by the Yaoyun lineage of the Ji family, is unknown not only to the people in Jianghu but also to the Ji family members. There are two reasons for this:
First, the Xuanyun lineage is even more ancient and mysterious than the three royal families.
Second, Ji Xuanyan is the only successor of the Yaoyun lineage.
The Sword Welcomes the Holy City. This is the first time that the Miaoshui Sword appears in the martial arts world. Unfortunately, it cannot be passed on to the martial arts world because the two people under the Miaoshui Sword are going to die.
In the blood-red glow of the setting sun, Ji Xuanyan in black took off her veil.
The most beautiful face in the world has some flaws, which are the bloodstains at the corners of the mouth, but that seems to be another kind of beauty, equally beautiful in the world!
Ji Xuanyan in black knew that the only wish of these two men who had loved her all their lives was to take one more look at her unparalleled beauty before they died!
In the bloody long street, two men covered in blood, one on the left and one on the right, were lying on their backs, their true energy withered, their breath weak, and their lives slipping away.
“My heart is still too kind!”
Ji Xuanyan in black sighed softly, and Shenying and Guigujiang put Meng Yimeng and the Painting Saint together. They seemed to understand Ji Xuanyan's heart very well.
Meng Yimeng and the Painting Saint slowly opened their eyes, and what they saw was the graceful figure that they had dreamed of and thought about all their lives. A miserable smile appeared at the corners of their mouths.
Ji Xuanyan in black turned around and smiled, her figure gradually disappearing in the blood-red setting sun.
Meng Yimeng and the Painting Saint were also smiling. That autumn-water glance and the blood-red setting sun disappeared together in the last moment of their lives. They were so calm and natural.
The wind blows the setting sun, and the sky becomes blue as the sun sets!
"Hey!"
Two figures landed in front of Meng Yimeng and Hua Shengren with two sighs. The two were on guard against each other and did not attack. They did not know each other, but Lu Jiayao guessed that the other party was from the Shadow Hall.
Lu Jiayao picked up Meng Yimeng, turned around and left, with two lines of tears on her pretty face.
Lu Jiayao actually knew that Meng Yimeng would die. She knew it when they parted, but when she really faced it, her heart still bleeds.
The person from the Shadow Hall was the head monk Helian Xiaoyue, who looked at the Painting Saint quietly and sighed softly:
"I'm sorry, I'm still a step late. I, I will take good care of your little girl. I owe you Yunquan Villa, and you won't even give me a chance to apologize?"
The head of the Shadow Hall actually had a moment of emotion. When he hugged the Painting Saint, a tear silently slid down and dripped onto the Painting Saint's face.
Helian Xiaoyue walked step by step into the dark night, his heart was extremely sad, because he found that he didn't know where to take the Painting Saint, and the only home - Yunquan Villa, was destroyed by him.
Helian Xiaoyue had killed everyone in the world throughout his life and never regretted it. But at this moment, he regretted it. If he had not destroyed Yunquan Villa, his brother might not have died.
How could he let go of this eternal farewell without a single word? Helian Xiaoyue really didn't know. There were only two words in his mind:
Yunquan!
The north wind blows into the cloud-covered mountains, and snow falls into the hot springs.
"What's your name?"
"My name is Helian Yun, what's yours?"
"My name is Helian Quan!"
In the snow, the two children met for the first time. They walked together into a villa on the top of the snow-capped mountain. The name of the villa was Xiaoyue Villa.
Since then, the two of them studied together, practiced together, practiced sword together, and took naked baths in hot springs together. At that time, there were only laughter and joy, and only deep brotherly love!
Spring comes to the mountains and the snow melts, the water warms.
"Brother Yun, are you really leaving?"
"Brother Yun, you can't leave!"
"Brother Yun, wait for me!"
……
The two young people with tears in their eyes finally had to part ways, but Brother Yun didn't say a word. However, he really had thousands of words in his heart, but he couldn't change anything. If they were destined to separate, all he could do was remain silent!
The young man named Helian Quan chased from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, crying and shouting all the way. Helian Yun really didn't leave a word, but he could never forget the days he lived in Xiaoyue Villa, and he could not forget the brother named Helian Quan.
From then on, there was a top killer named Helian Xiaoyue in the world of martial arts. Xiaoyue Villa became Yunquan Villa, and the former brothers went their separate ways.
One is a cold-blooded killer, the other is a painter who indulges in mountains and rivers, but they have a common root - Yunquan Villa. No, it should be said that it is the princess, but in the hearts of both of them, Yunquan Villa is their inner root.
Helian Yun destroyed Xiaoyue Villa and Yunquan Villa. He personally cut off the roots of the two brothers. What was wrong with Helian Quan leaving silently?
This may be the cycle of cause and effect, it may be God's will!
Helian Xiaoyue looked at Helian Quan in her arms and murmured to herself:
"Brother Quan, are you really leaving?"
"Brother Quan, you can't leave!"
"Brother Quan, wait for me!"
……
What an irony of fate.
Helian Xiaoyue remembered all the words Helian Quan said when he was pursuing him. Now he said them out loud, shouted them out, but Helian Quan could no longer hear them and would remain silent forever!
"Oh my God, what have I done wrong?"
The sound enters the bloody city, and the shadow enters the vastness!
Lu Jiayao hugged Meng Yimeng, and she was also asking the same questions, but not asking the heaven, but asking herself!
"What have I done wrong? Why would heaven play such a trick on me?"
Lu Jiayao also didn't know where to take Meng Yimeng.
Meng Yimeng's sea of blood and mountain of books were destroyed by her, and Meng Yimeng became a rootless duckweed. This may be the real reason why Meng Yimeng sought death.
Lu Jiayao believed in her heart that she was the one who killed Meng Yimeng, so she really couldn't call her Master. She didn't deserve it and she felt guilty.
Lu Jiayao was walking in her own dream, and she wanted Meng Yimeng to see her dream.
Meng Yimeng has been trapped in his own dream all his life, and Lu Jiayao is probably the same. Now she just wants to take Meng Yimeng out of his own dream after Meng Yimeng dies.
"Ah, who will take me out of my dream?"
Neither Lu Jiayao nor Helian Xiaoyue noticed that they were actually heading in the same direction. They were both immersed in their own pain, lost their minds and confused!
Lu Jiayao and Helian Xiaoyue appeared at the place where Meng Yimeng and the Painting Saint died. Of course, it was because they sensed the aura of Meng Yimeng and the Painting Saint. They were just a step too late and did not see Ji Xuanyan in black.
But they both knew that the deaths of these two people should be related to the Ji family, because in addition to the aura of Meng Yimeng and the Painting Saint, there was also the aura of the Holy Emperor in the air.
Not long after Helian Xiaoyue and Lu Jiayao left, two people appeared at the east and west entrances of the long street at the same time. They were two enemies, two people who had hated each other all their lives, and they were also looking for each other.
"I've been looking for you for a long time!"
"I've always been here. I've been waiting for you in Jianying Holy City for decades!"
"Shall we put an end to this today?"
"I have no problem, but I'm afraid you will regret it!"
"Hehe...actually, I have a way that neither you nor I will regret!"
On the east side of the long street, the man with the long sword on his back fell silent. After a long moment, he said calmly:
"Ji Qingli, my heart really isn't as cruel as yours!"
"It seems you agree with my suggestion!"
"Agreed, who do you choose to kill?"
Ji Qingli fell into deep thought. After a long while, he said in a deep voice:
"This is Jianying Holy City. You were once the master here. You make your choice first!"
"Haha... So, you plan to die by my sword?"
"No, I just lack a reason to kill you and make everyone in the world shut up!"
The head of the family, Ouyang Zhengxiong, thought for a long time, turned around and left, leaving behind a cold word!
"I'll kill Shen Yichen. Remember to take Zhiqing's body with you. I'll see you at the south wall of the Holy City in three days!"
Ji Qingli looked at Ouyang Zhengxiong's receding figure and murmured to himself:
"Perhaps my heart is indeed crueler than yours. It's time to put an end to the love and hatred between the three of us!"
Ji Qingli also walked into the dark blood-red sword. He was going to kill the woman he loved most in his life. This might also determine his life or death.
If Ouyang Zhiqing dies, he will die under Ouyang Zhengxiong's sword. If Ouyang Zhiqing does not die, he will defeat Ouyang Zhengxiong. His life and death will be determined by the life and death of Ouyang Zhiqing.
But Ji Qingli was confused. He didn't know whether he should kill Ouyang Zhiqing, and he didn't know if he could do it.
The night is getting colder and the blood is slightly injured.
Not long after Ji Xuanyan in black left, she was stopped again. She was somewhat surprised.
"I am Murong Yanbo, the junior. Nice to meet you, senior!"
Inside the long pavilion, Murong Lunbo bowed very respectfully.
"Hehe, there is a capable person in Kongxu Mansion!"
"Excuse me, senior. I just wanted to play another game of chess with you. There is no such clean and quiet pavilion in Jianying Holy City anymore!"
Ji Xuanyan in black smiled slightly and walked into the pavilion.
"It seems you came prepared. Have you been waiting for a long time?"
"Hidden in order, the chess pieces of the world are hidden. Between the mountains and rivers, the world's game is laid out. I have benefited from this saying throughout my life. The chess pieces of the world, the world's game, I have always been involved in it!"