The light of the sword is like the moon reflecting on Kyushu

Chapter 2204 Small World

Shortly after Feng Jiuxiao and the others left Haixin Mountain, a figure appeared, slowly ascended the mountainside, and stood proudly!

It was none other than the Demon Lord's junior brother—the White Emperor!
He wore a round-topped sheepskin hat with few decorations, and a Tibetan robe made of a blend of wool and coarse wool fabrics. It had a wide waist, long sleeves, a large front, a right-fastening front, no buttons, and trim.

His attire was extremely ordinary, indistinguishable from that of the hundreds of herdsmen. The only difference was his crystal-clear, jade-like face! Although his age was unclear, he seemed to be around forty years old, but the vicissitudes revealed in his eyes made it certain that this man's real age was definitely over fifty!

But those who know him know that he is actually eighty years old!
The White Emperor used "Heavenly Hearing and Earthly Seeing" to have complete control over every rustling of grass within a radius of several miles, yet he could not sense even the slightest trace of the "Heavenly Roc Egg"!

"Damn it, did that brat take all the colored eggs? That's just like his ruthless nature!" He cursed a few times, still unwilling to give up, and suddenly let out a long howl to the sky!
The roar was like a dragon's cry, shaking heaven and earth!

The ice surface of Qinghai Lake, which was like a giant mirror, cracked instantly, spreading like a spider web!
On Haixin Mountain, some boulders also showed cracks amidst the cracking sounds!

The outermost layer of ice in the "tomb" where the dragon eggs were buried cracked, but not broken, so the top of the tomb did not collapse! The bowl-shaped structure is similar to the arched structure of the Zhaozhou Bridge; the greater the external force, the stronger the load-bearing capacity!

Feng Jiuxiao had anticipated Bai Di's move long ago!

The mountainside remained largely unchanged. Bai Di was somewhat discouraged, his gaze dark as he stared at the lake, which had turned slightly green: "That little bastard, he wouldn't have thrown the colorful eggs into the water, would he?"

The White Emperor didn't know that the "Peng Egg" was actually a "Dragon Egg," nor did he know that "Dragon Eggs" were afraid of water, so he still held onto a last glimmer of hope! That damned little bastard had better throw the colorful egg into the water!
He slowly walked to the lakeside and saw that the lake water was covered in blood!
what happened?

Where did all this blood come from? In his experience, it would take dozens of deaths to turn the lake so bloody!

But where are the bodies? Where did they all drift to? With his sharp eyes and experience, he quickly noticed something from the shrinking shadow at the bottom of the lake!
What is that? A water monster? Why is it still melting?
The stench of blood was too pungent, and the constantly dissolving shadow was too disgusting. He began to hesitate about whether to jump into the lake to search for the Peng egg!

He used "Heavenly Hearing and Earthly Seeing" again, but the lake water was like a wall, and he couldn't see the ruggedness at the bottom of the lake. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "If it weren't for breaking through to the Celestial Realm, I wouldn't care about this broken bird egg!" With a splash, he drew a perfect arc in the air and plunged into the lake water, leaving only ripples in his wake!

As darkness fell, Feng Jiuxiao finally returned to Qing Tang City.

At that moment, a person suddenly emerged from Qinghai Lake, landing lightly on the shore like a water bird. He cursed and swore, shook his sleeves, and a cloud of mist dissipated. This person then left the island in the middle of the lake in a huff!

He glanced at the tire tracks in the snow, a cold smile appearing on his face. "Kid, don't go too fast!" He strode along the tracks.

The night wind was icy cold, and the two soldiers guarding the city gate shivered with cold.

One of them complained, "Losang, they've all run away, what's the point of us two staying here to defend the city?"

Losang glanced around and whispered, "Gonbu, Ruben and Dongdai have run away, but the young commander hasn't. Don't say anything out of line, or he might hear you and use you as a sacrifice!"

Gonbu snorted and said, "Hmph! You think he doesn't want to leave because he's loyal to the Zanpu? You son of a bitch!"

Losang chuckled, sensing there was more to the story, and immediately became interested. "What's going on?"

Gombo sneered, "He originally wanted to go with the main force, but Ruben ordered him to stay behind and guard the city gate!"

Losang said, "I don't know why the Zanpu and the others left the city in such a hurry!"

Gongbu sneered, "I heard that a group of Han Chinese came to the city and stormed into the Golden Palace on Red Mountain!"

Losang was startled. "How did you know?"

Gongbu said expressionlessly, "I only just heard about it myself!"

"is that true?"

"It should be true! My brother wouldn't lie to me!" "Then...are those Han Chinese still in the palace?"

"I heard they've left the city!"

"How come I missed everything? I was on leave when the Han people entered the city, and I was on leave again when they left the city!"

"What? You want to see those Han people?"

"Of course, I want to see what those people look like. Do they have three heads and six arms?"

As the two were talking, the sound of rumbling carriages and neighing horses came from afar. They could vaguely see several carriages approaching from a distance, heading straight for the city gate.

Losang and Gombu immediately became alert and gripped their scimitars tightly!

Several enormous torches hanging high on either side of the city gate crackled and flickered with light. Within a few dozen feet, it was as bright as day; outside the vast circle of light, all was darkness!
On the carriage that first came into view, a young man in black holding a long whip was smiling at the two of them, his face full of almost fawning smiles.

Losang's eyes widened, and he shouted, "Kanjimira?" He spoke in Tibetan, which Pang Shiwu couldn't understand, but he was pretty sure it meant "Who goes there?" He grinned and said, "We are Han Chinese from the Central Plains! Han Chinese!"

Gongbu frowned and said in broken Chinese, "Are you Han Chinese?"

Pang Shiwu immediately nodded and smiled, "Yes, yes!"

Gongbu looked Pang Shiwu up and down and asked, "Then how did you get here from the west?"

Pang Shiwu laughed and said, "I did some business in the Western Regions a while ago, and I'm on my way back now."

Gongbu coldly said, "The entire city is now under martial law. You are allowed to leave, but not enter! You must leave immediately!"

Pang Shiwu was stunned. "What? Leave? Are you kidding me?" He immediately lost his composure, got off the carriage, and was ready to have a serious talk with Gongbu! If reasoning didn't work, he also knew a little bit of martial arts!
Suddenly, someone grabbed his shoulder, and he was startled! Instinctively, he was about to draw his sword, but then he realized that, besides Feng Jiuxiao, who else could have silently approached him from behind? Sure enough, Feng Jiuxiao came up to him from behind, his white clothes standing out even more in the night!
Gonbu was so overwhelmed by Feng Jiuxiao's imposing aura that he almost suffocated. He immediately took several steps back, and in his nervousness, he wanted to draw his sword but didn't dare to. He asked in a trembling voice, "What are you going to do?"

Feng Jiuxiao remained expressionless, but a glint of light flashed in his eyes. "Kneel down!"

Gombo and Losang felt as if a thunderbolt had struck their minds, and their vision went black for a moment. Then the world suddenly changed, and after a dizzying spin, they were plunged into boundless darkness! Then a beam of light shone down from the sky, and a figure seemed to walk out from within the beam of light. In the blink of an eye, the figure was standing in front of them, and that face was extremely familiar!
Kneel down!

Like thunder rolling in the sky, it exploded in their ears, and with a thud, the two knelt down at the same time!

Gombu never expected that his grandfather would actually appear before him! He was in a daze, his eyes only seeing his grandfather, who was both dignified and kind! But the reality was that his grandfather had passed away many years ago!
The magical power of isolating the microcosm lies in the fact that the person targeted by the spell has no ability to distinguish between reality and illusion! For Gongbu at this moment, he has already fallen into the microcosm constructed by Feng Jiuxiao! In the microcosm, his soul, body, and will are all beyond his control!

Before Losang appeared his mother!
Once you fall into this isolated little world, the most important person in your life will automatically appear before you!

For some, it's a lifelong regret; for others, it's a demon. In short, Feng Jiuxiao will become the most important person in their hearts!

Within this small world, Feng Jiuxiao is a god, and his words become law!
Feng Jiuxiao asked, "What's the situation in the city?"

Gongbu gave a detailed report in every possible way!

"You go to sleep first, I need to go into the city!"

"Yes!"

Two Tibetan soldiers actually fell asleep while standing.

Duanmu Yan was horrified: He was hypnotized by just a few words? Holy crap!