long night walk

Chapter 435 Broken Leg
Although most of the righteous people trapped in the territory of the demons were very displeased with his behavior of defending their weaknesses, but because of his status, they could not bear it.

Although accepting a demon disciple was the only stain in the life of this upright and dignified gentleman, and it was hard to cover up with a white paper, but he couldn't offend the sword master Jinxian's prestige just because of a stain the size of a little ink.

What's more, the deceased was a member of Cangwu Palace, and the patriarch of the family hadn't expressed his opinion yet, so it was their turn to keep chattering.

The killing of Zhi Su was temporarily suppressed, but it also planted a black seed in everyone's heart.

Although it has not germinated, Fang Geyu believes that as long as there is a timely rain, this black seed will always grow into a towering tree that cannot be controlled.

And Taiqi Mountain is in the rainy season, since the beginning of the war, it has been going on all day long.

Zhengdao killed all these three thousand true demons at a considerable price, and the forces of all parties are still entrenched in the mountain and have not left.

After all, the real Shouhe hazard has not been eradicated, and all the sacrifices along the way will not end in vain.

A few days later, another accident occurred in Cangwu Palace.

What happened was Lin Xi, the Ninth Tibetan Hall, Xianle Hall, who was in charge of setting up a blockade to purify the enchantment of magic energy in the mountain.

Different from Zhisu's sudden and tragic death in Xuanwu Hall, where no one knew about it, Lin Xi returned to the camp with a dying body and serious injuries.

When she came back, everyone knew that the aura of the Ninth Palace Lord Youfu had been extinguished, his spiritual consciousness was completely shattered, and he was definitely unable to survive.

She held back her breath, and the first thing she said was to ask to see the Sword Master Tianxi.

When everyone saw her curled up in the arms of the sword master, her blood-stained lips kept murmuring. Because of the method of sound transmission, others couldn't hear what she said clearly.

She squeezed the sword master's wrist tightly, and her eyes were full of blazing obsession.

They could see Lord Sword Master's peaceful eyebrows gradually frowning, and the frown was extremely deep. In the dark rainy night, there seemed to be flames dancing in his eyes.

Then, he nodded imperceptibly, with a very soft voice: "I know."

Lin Xi suddenly opened her eyes wide, filled with deep shock and confusion, the fingernails of the hand that grabbed his wrist were almost deeply embedded in the flesh, and blood beads continuously overflowed from her fingers.

His palm was attached to her back, continuously transporting spiritual power, but it could only delay time.

He took a deep breath and looked down at her: "I know what you said, is there anything else you want to explain?"

Lin Xi didn't transmit the sound again, and the last sentence she left was...

"The disciple of the sword master must never stay in the world again!"

Fang Geyu saw the man's palm tremble, and the hand that was firmly grasping his wrist finally let go and fell powerlessly.

In the delicate and round nails that were manicured, his bright blood color still remained.

Never stay in the human room again...

If the dead have no words to prove it, it can be said that the design of the pickled demons is infinite, but now the last sentence left by such a living person before his death can be said to be as solid as a mountain of ironclad evidence.

Everyone was trembling with fear.

The disciples of the Sword Sect were indeed terrifying, they first killed Zhisu of the Fourth Palace, and then Lin Xi of the Ninth Palace.

The immortals who lived in the legend were all killed by her one by one, and no one knew who the next death would fall on.

"Where is the sword master planning to go?" Yin Baishuang, who took over Lin Xi's body, watched him turn around, as if preparing to leave.

"Go to my apprentice."

After throwing this sentence, he disappeared under the heavy rain, and no one could sense his aura anymore, as if there was no aura related to him in the world.

He went there for two full days.

Two days later, the heavy rain stopped.

The aura of the sword master emerged from the mountain again.

Everyone looked for that breath and chased after it.

In the end, they found him in a valley.

The sky is frosty and azure, and the white petals of wild flowers are scattered between the roads and fields. The color is decadent, which sets off the barren valley.

The sword master was sitting alone under an ancient dead tree, three feet away from him, in the land covered with petals, there was bright red blood spreading out.

His disciple Ah Rao was kneeling in the blood, his hair was already messy from the rain, his face was as pale as a ghost just salvaged from the water.

Her thin body was trembling slightly, and her hands were struggling to support the ground, as if she had been subjected to great torture.Blood dripped from her skirt.

It can be seen that just simply kneeling there has made her very hard.

Because her leg bones... were broken.

If it wasn't for the support of the coolies with both arms, I'm afraid the whole person would fall to the ground.

It was only then that everyone discovered that under the body of the sword master, there was a ruler engraved with the sword pattern of Tianxie, which was covered with bloodstains.

He even took out the Tianxi ring ruler.

Everyone was dumbfounded and whispered.

"This...how could you be so ruthless?"

"The sword master has only accepted such an apprentice in his life, and he is famous for protecting his weaknesses. He usually treats her with great favor. I never thought that in this life, I would be lucky enough to see the day when the sword master was so angry that he actually killed her. The legs were broken."

"I think she deserved it. This witch killed the two masters of the Cangwu Palace. She committed a heinous crime! Not to mention asking her to have two legs, even if she is to absolve her of the crime, the Tianlei empowerment is not too much."

"No one can escape the punishment, but I see that the sword master is really cruel. No matter what, he is an apprentice who has been raised by his side for hundreds of years. A beautiful woman has been beaten into this bloody appearance. It’s really unbearable to watch.”

"Where is the cruelty? If it weren't for the extreme anger, how could it be so? What kind of saint can sit down calmly and reason with the traitor after being betrayed so much?"

Amidst these whispers, the man sitting under the tree slowly closed his eyes.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't say a word.

And Ah Rao, who was stubbornly kneeling on the ground, finally couldn't bear the pain in her body. After kneeling for two days with broken bones, she finally fell to the ground and passed out.

Deep dew at night.

In the camp tent, Ah Rao was still unconscious.

It seems that Cangwu Palace is not in a hurry to ask Tianxi Jianzong for the murderer.

A fire was burning in a charcoal basin in a corner of the tent.

The copper candle on the desk was filled with tears, and the weak light flickered silently. Under the warm light, his handsome side face was actually a little hazy.

"Junior brother, what happened in the past two days?" Yun Rong exchanged for a new candle lamp, and the darkness in the tent was dispelled by the warm orange light.

He was silent for a long time, and said in a low voice: "I don't know, I didn't ask her anything, and she... didn't say anything."

Yun Rong didn't believe that he didn't ask anything, and just shot and broke her legs.

She had a headache and said, "So, she did it herself?"

(End of this chapter)