Big Moon Ballad

Snow mixed with blood dripped onto the ground.

Xie Liu stared blankly at the slaves walking out of the tent one by one.

Some of their faces still had some traces of the past, but some were so old and miserable that even he couldn't recognize them.

Compared with him, the older lame old man could obviously recognize more people.

"Lao Ba, Lao Jiu, Shunzi..."

"Donkey, Shunzi...it turns out your kid is not dead..."

The muddy old tears were mixed with black ash, and two tracks slid down the lame old man's face.

Xie Liu seemed to have something stuck in his throat, and the words he said when he had a drink with the lame old man in the past rang in his ears.

"Lao Ba, Lao Jiu, and Shunzi have all fallen into the dung heap. They don't even know the mother who pooped on those nobles. When I went to lead Sangzi's horse half a year ago, he was working as a horse for that noble brat. Riding. The donkey carries stones every day, and his back has been broken. The trustee told me that he will never be able to get up in his life, and he has forgotten the code words..."

The people he originally thought would never be able to get up in this life, the people who would never appear in front of him again in this life, all appeared in front of him at this moment.

It was just because the voice that resounded throughout the White Wolf King's Court mentioned the name that they would never forget until they died.

The old man carrying the bucket staggered up to Xie Liu and moved his lips.

"Old man."

Xie Liu was a little surprised. He hadn't heard this old man speak for many years.

"What she...said...is true?"

Because he hadn’t spoken in Central Plains dialect for many years, Lao Ba’s tone was a bit strange, hoarse and vague.

"Is it really the disciple of Master National Master... out there?"

"His Royal Highness Shao Siming is really... not dead?"

After Lao Ba finished speaking, all the slaves present looked at Xie Liu.

Looking at the longing eyes of the slaves, Xie Liu's breathing quickened.

The answer to this question is related to the lives of countless hidden stakes, and he dare not say for sure.

"There is indeed a female cultivator outside who has just broken through to heaven, but her age and appearance don't match her."

"The woman looks like she is only fifteen or sixteen years old."

Xie Liu took a deep breath, "It's just that the Black Tiger Twins seem to think she is."

Old Ba's eyes froze, he lowered his head and muttered, "Fifteen or sixteen years old..."

The other slaves looked a little disappointed, and some of them had already turned around and wanted to go back to their original tents.

Because the slaves who were working suddenly disappeared, the shouts and curses of the nobles could be heard in several tents. If they didn't go back, nobles would soon come out to arrest them.

"Age... doesn't matter."

However, at this moment, Lao Ba suddenly raised his head and staggered toward the outside of the royal court with a wooden bucket.

"Old guy, where are you running?"

"The floor hasn't been wiped clean yet. You don't want to live anymore?"

At this time, a shout came from the tent next to him. A bared nobleman cursed and kicked open the tent door with a saber. When he saw the old slave outside the tent, he was so angry that he slashed his spine with the saber.

For this nobleman, this was something he was used to doing.

For slaves, they either crawled on the ground to avoid it, or were cut down to the ground, and then kicked away and ran to the corner to lick their wounds. Even if they died, they were just dead slaves.

A trace of bloodlust flashed in the noble's eyes, and he could already see the slow-moving slave screaming in agony as he was chopped down to the ground.

However, the next moment, a black light flashed in front of his eyes.

The heavy barrel drew an arc in mid-air and hit the noble's head like lightning!

There was a clang.

The cracked brains splashed onto the snow along with the sewage.

"Varied……"

There was also a young nobleman lying in the tent. He looked at the scene at the entrance of the tent and his eyes were so wide that he almost fell off.

The old slave, whose legs and feet were usually sluggish as if they were about to break in the next moment, suddenly seemed to have grown a lot taller. He swung the barrel in his hand and smashed a noble to death.

"This...how is this possible?"

He often saw this old slave cleaning the floor, always lying on the ground among the sewage, old and weak.

But suddenly, as if possessed by a ghost, he beat a nobleman to death with a wooden barrel! ?

"Longevity God!"

"There's a ghost!"

Screams came from several surrounding tents at the same time. Xie Liu was shocked when he saw this scene from a distance.

The identities and abilities of each of the hidden piles were kept secret, and he had never seen his companions take action. He didn't even expect that the hidden stake that had been tortured for more than ten years would actually have such skills.

Old Ba's hand holding the barrel dropped. He glanced at the corpse on the ground, stepped over it, and continued walking silently in the direction of the sound.

"Brother Bah!"

A hoarse voice came from behind. Old Ba turned around and found that it was the slave lying on the ground with his spine broken.

The man raised his neck with difficulty, "Do you think it's true? Isn't it... a trap outside?"

"You have to go out and take a look... to find out."

Lao Ba's turbid eyes were still dull, "This tone of voice is a bit familiar to me."

"Since she dares to say it, she must be able to prove it."

"Otherwise, I will kill her."

The beggar lying on the ground lowered his head and thought about it in the mud. He took a sharp breath and held it.

The next moment, there was a crackling sound from the bones in the man's body.

Xie Liu was already running behind Lao Ba in the direction of Ying Baoyue and others. When he heard this voice, he turned around suddenly.

"donkey?"

I saw that the bones of the beggar lying on the ground seemed to be reorganized, bulging one by one, and the man's spine also straightened up, and he slowly stood up from the ground.

"You... aren't you a paralytic?"

The owner of the donkey happened to walk out of the tent and saw this scene as if he had seen a ghost.

He has been paralyzed for five years and crawling on the ground for five years.

The man stood up again and smoothed his muddy hair from his forehead, revealing a pair of bright eyes.

His face turned out to be very young.

Xie Liu was more than ten feet away, staring intently at the only hidden stake in the White Wolf King's court that was younger than him.

"Brother Six."

Hidden Zhuan, whose name was Donkey, slowly walked up to Xie Liu and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't forget the code word."

He just couldn't see hope and didn't want to listen to Xie Liu's orders anymore.

Anyway, they can't avenge the National Preceptor, so it doesn't matter whether he can stand up or not.

But it's different now.

"I see."

Xie Liu didn't want to say more and looked at Lao Ba who had almost reached the edge of the king's tent.

Both the eldest and youngest hidden stakes chose to expose their identities and risk everything, just because the light in the darkness appeared.

If you have little command, you can have great command.

These two names have such power and can evoke such miracles.

"Let's go."

……

……

After Ying Baoyue said her identity, she immediately felt a strong gaze coming from not far away.

She followed her gaze and saw an old man wearing a monk's robe standing at the door of the king's tent.

"Suman."

Ying Baoyue smiled while riding on the horse, "You are still alive."

The way Suman looked at Ying Baoyue had completely changed.

Before, he only regarded her as a troublesome female cultivator who was too high in level, but now her danger in his eyes has far exceeded the level of heaven.

"I haven't seen you for a long time. The princess is still as charming as ever."

Even so, he had no intention of reminiscing about the past.

Suman looked at his descendants.

"Everyone, kill her at any cost."

Merry Christmas, everyone!