Misery: There is a pawn shop here
Chapter 57 Maple Red
Chapter 57 Maple Red
Dusk fell, the setting sun a blood-red. Fifteen miles south of the Northwest Ten Chiefs border, layers of crimson maple trees blazed like blazing flames, shrouding the entire villa in a crimson haze. The glazed tiles on the eaves reflected the setting sun, and the gentle tinkling of golden bells in the winding corridors couldn't mask the subtle, fishy, and sweet aroma that lingered in the air.
Hongye Villa is a place away from the worldly affairs of the world, and it is also a place where heroes can feel at ease.
Maple leaves rustled down the stone steps. Madam Hongye's slender white fingertips brushed across the carvings on the pillars as she looked at the blue-robed figure standing with his hands behind his back in the distance.
"Jiuwu, you have been acting worried since you received the letter this morning. What happened?" She gently stroked the man's tense arm with her bare hand. She could clearly feel the muscles under his skin trembling like bowstrings, and the calluses on his knuckles were soaked with the blood of countless dead souls.
Deng Jiuwu turned around with a gentle smile on his face. His wide sleeves, trimmed with gold thread, brushed against the wooden hairpin in his wife's hair. "It's just some trivial matters."
Hongye Villa is not a place for martial arts, and Deng Jiuwu never talks about martial arts in Hongye Villa. Mrs. Hongye looked at Deng Jiuwu and could only sigh silently in her heart.
From the day when she saw Deng Jiuwu single-handedly kill 3,000 kings and chiefs and 100,000 people from the ten tribes in the northwest, she knew that Deng Jiuwu was no longer the weak scholar and businessman she had imagined. Now, many years have passed, and Deng Jiuwu has given her fine clothes and delicious food. Because she likes red leaves, he also built the Red Leaf Villa for her with a hundred miles of red maples.
Although she was only a woman, she was not ignorant of the situation. Deng Jiuwu's murderous aura and power were growing stronger and stronger, and even though he tried to restrain himself when entering Hongye Villa, he still could not hide it from her. She knew that she could not persuade Deng Jiuwu, as Deng Jiuwu had his own ambitions. All she could do for him was to stay with him forever, hoping that Deng Jiuwu would turn back on his own initiative and eliminate his killing karma.
"If there is something you want to do, you... just go ahead." Mrs. Hongye said softly, and her hand also covered Deng Jiuwu's hand.
"Don't worry, I will take care of everything, don't worry." Deng Jiuwu said gently. It was hard to imagine that Prince Deng, who was a master of the martial arts world and had blood on his hands, would one day speak to someone in such a gentle voice.
While trying to calm Madam Hongye, Deng Jiuwu pondered. Shengzong was under siege by the righteous, but Cuihuan Mountain was subsequently destroyed, and Su Huanzhen's whereabouts were unknown. If other forces hadn't intervened, there was only one possibility: Shengzong had entered a pawnshop...
If Big Brother really needs us, he will send someone to contact us at Red Leaf Villa. For the time being, I will focus my attention on the whereabouts of Beichen Yin and his son...
"Huh?" Suddenly, outside the Red Leaf Villa, there was a terrifying fire, followed by chaos and noisy sounds of killing.
"Ninety-five?"
Madam Hongye held Deng Jiuwu's hand tightly. Deng Jiuwu frowned and comforted her, "Don't worry, I'm here."
He immediately called for someone to investigate, but all he heard was a frightened guard report, "Master... Master, just now, Nun Mie Ding came to the gate of the villa covered in blood, warning that there was an invasion."
"who is it?!"
"Ah? How is the nun?"
"This... the nun was seriously injured when she arrived at the villa gate, and now..."
"How could it be!" Upon hearing this, Mrs. Hongye was immediately filled with grief and tears started to flow.
Nun Mieding was a nun invited by Deng Jiuwu to accompany Madam Hongye. The two had been companions for many years, nominally master and servant, but like sisters and close friends. Had Hongye not been there, Nun Mieding's temperament would have made it difficult for her to bear the sight of Deng Jiuwu, whose hands were already covered in blood, and she would have left long ago. She never imagined that she would end up in such a tragic fate.
Deng Jiuwu's face turned pale when he heard this. Master Mieding's skills were not too bad, and it only took a moment from the start of the fire to the guards' report. Which force could even track down Hongye Villa?
"kill!"
"what!"
"Don't leave, Deng Jiuwu!"
……
In this very short time, the sound of killing had already rushed to Hongye Villa. Even though they had escaped from the Jianghu, they were still inevitably involved in the fighting in the Jianghu. The villa guards were not many, and even if they fought desperately, it would be difficult to save the situation. Deng Jiuwu judged that the situation was unfavorable just by the sound of fighting. He immediately grabbed Hongye's hand and said in a deep voice: "I will take you away first. I will take revenge for Mie Ding's revenge one day!"
"Oh, worthy of being a spendthrift. These words are spoken with such murderous intent. But I'm afraid the prince will not live long!"
As the words fell, a sword flashed, piercing through the guards who had come to report the attack. Undeterred, the sword flew straight towards Deng Jiuwu. Deng Jiuwu stepped forward, protecting Hongye behind him. He struck with his palm, and with a clang, the sword flew back. Beneath the clouds, a strange figure, shrouded in a white corpse band inscribed with runes, emanated a foul, sinister aura, shackled to chains and dragging the imperial carriage.
The long sword flew backwards and turned into a sword light, which was also put into the sword box by the owner of the imperial carriage.
"Playing tricks is courting death!"
Deng Jiuwu raised his palm and used his unique golden and silver skills again, but the coolie wolf took the blow head-on without any change, and the people in the imperial carriage made mocking noises.
"The gold and silver that are famous in the martial arts world seem to be just like this."
As he finished speaking, behind Deng Jiuwu, one to the east and the other to the west, appeared two of the Four Pavilion Saints: the Mad Demonic Bandit and Ji Xiaoshuang. One with a cold iron claw, the other with an extraordinary sword. They split into two groups and suddenly attacked. Deng Jiuwu gathered the red leaves in his arms to protect them. Then, with a step, he launched a wave of energy, first repelling the Mad Demonic Bandit and then breaking Ji Xiaoshuang's sword moves with his palm. However, the path behind him was opened, and the Sword of Catastrophe emerged from the imperial carriage. Deng Jiuwu did not retreat, but only turned his right hand to strike back, and the palm energy flew to hit the Sword of Catastrophe. At this time, the Mad Demonic Bandit's steel claws attacked again.
The three of them surrounded Hongye and took turns attacking. Deng Jiuwu protected Hongye and although he did not lose, he could not escape from the battle circle.
Mrs. Hongye was protected by Deng Jiuwu. She knew that it was a life-and-death battle before her. She was afraid that speaking would disturb Deng Jiuwu's mind, so she had to remain silent. She also had the idea of asking Deng Jiuwu to abandon her and escape, but she also knew that Deng Jiuwu would never do that.
Since you know the other party's choice, why bother to say more...
The fierce battle was in full swing. The three men joined forces to attack the gold and silver but failed to capture it for a long time. However, Yiliu's troops had surrounded the entire Hongye Villa. Seeing that the chance of escape was becoming increasingly slim, Deng Jiuwu became more anxious and hateful, and his offensive became more and more fierce. The crazy evil thief and Ji Xiaoshuang suddenly felt the pressure.
And at this moment, an arrow shot from the sky with great force, heading straight for Deng Jiuwu. The powerful energy on the arrow was so great that it far exceeded that of the saints of the four pavilions.
Although Deng Jiuwu had been on guard against other sneak attacks, he had never expected that the hidden killing move was even more powerful than the combined power of the three people in front of him. Seeing that there was no way to avoid Hongye's hand, he pushed Hongye away with all his strength, gathered the energy in his Dantian, and with a powerful palm, blocked the flying arrow. The palm force and the flying arrow collided, and the remaining power surged in the air. The imperial carriage fell to the ground, and the strange treasure of the world jumped out.
Looking at the fragments of the flying arrow, Deng Jiuwu was shocked.
This arrow, he had seen...
In the Beichen Dynasty, that day...
puff!
Hearing another sound of flesh being torn apart, Deng Jiuwu's heart tightened. Turning back, he was filled with shock, anger, and grief. He saw the steel claws pierce Hongye's shoulder blade, and the blood dripping down was even redder than the crimson leaves covering the mountain.
"Red leaves!"
Jin Yin attacked with an angry palm, and the crazy evil thief was seriously injured and flew backwards. Deng Jiuwu hurriedly stepped forward and hugged Hongye, his face full of tension.
"Jiuwu, I'm fine," Madam Hongye said softly, caressing Deng Jiuwu's face. Her blood-stained dress was even more poignant. Even though the steel claws pierced her for a moment, she didn't utter a single sound, fearing to distract the person before her.
At this moment, a familiar voice echoed over Hongye Villa. Deng Jiuwu's eyes widened, filled with resentment for not having completely eradicated the evil.
"The chess game under the Purple Palace, the star tracks split the black robe."
"The warmth of the palm makes the snow colder, the weight of the crown makes the dragon fly."
"The land and rivers are stained with blood, and the country's seal is scattered in ashes."
"The sound of broken jade in the sky is actually the frost on the imperial crown."
There will be another update at 6 o'clock tonight
(End of this chapter)
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