Valkyrie Storm

Chapter 1680 Swaying White Lotus

Tang Yan walked into the cage and personally experienced the situation inside: "Surviving in this environment for 500 years, without eating or drinking, and being chained all the time, what kind of belief has prompted him to persevere until now. Revenge ? Or redemption?"

"Can you find out his level of strength?" Lingzhi wrapped the blood man and tried his best to heal his injuries, but it was strange that he couldn't find out his level of strength.

"I tried it. This person's body is a bit weird, and I can't find out his state. But if he can live for 500 years without eating or drinking, his state should not be low.

At first, the trading market offered a price comparable to that of a half-sage, but later it was reduced by hundreds of times, almost to the level of a Martial King. After no one cared about it, it was lowered to the price of a Martial Ancestor-level slave. "

"You simply feel that he is special, so you decided to buy it?"

"It was he who took the initiative to remind me. He said...within five days, there will be a catastrophe, half life and half death, good fortune and bad luck." Tang Yan didn't want to face up to this 'fortune-telling' prophecy, but he had to keep a copy of it. Heart.

"Within five days? When you meet with the Pangu clan?"

"Pangu Clan doesn't know my identity. Even if they know, they won't kill me. Now that Beast Mountain is no longer a threat, Pangu Clan is ready to provoke Jiuying?"

"Do you need me to plant a poison on him?"

"No need, even if he returns to his prime, he won't be able to escape this hell."

It took Lingzhi two full hours to slowly let go of the vine, and the blood man reappeared in front of him.

Clothed in blood, torn and tattered, his miserable appearance has not changed.

What Lingzhi can do is to provide some life essence, that's all, it is impossible to make him heal immediately.However, some parts of the body have stopped bleeding and swelling, and several severely injured areas have a tendency to heal.

In short, it still looks like a ghost, but it is no longer dying.

The blood man was lying among the rhizomes, his breath heavy and sluggish, but he was greedily absorbing the cool breath of life in the air.

Tang Yan wanted to ask some questions, but the bloody man's eyes were sewn up, which made him blind, his mouth was padlocked, which made him dumb, his hands and fingers were bony bones, he couldn't write, his ankles were festered, and his feet were weak, which meant he was completely free.

How to communicate this? !
"You stay here to rest, it's safe here." Tang Yan didn't want to embarrass him, what did this man do to make him suffer this crime.

Say hello to Lingzhi and prepare to leave.

The blood man moved his chapped lips slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but because of the faint light from the 'Silver Lock', his whole body trembled slightly, suppressing the sound he was about to make.

Lingzhi noticed this detail and reminded Tang Yan: "Be careful and be prepared."

When Tang Yan returned to consciousness, the sky had already turned dark.

Dong Qingniu prepared a banquet in the backyard to welcome Tang Yan and Pei Seer.This was their first formal meeting, and it was a real acquaintance.

At Tang Yan's suggestion, the three of them also drank a 'friendship wine', which was equivalent to changing from a 'meet by accident' to a 'best friend'.

In the middle of the night, the noisy atmosphere in the slave trading area was a little weaker, and the White Deer City closed the square gates. After experiencing the hustle and bustle of the 'night market' for a while, it also gradually became immersed.

Somewhere in White Deer City, in a dark corner, the Nine Sons and Ghost Mother stood waiting.

She was dressed in white clothes swaying in the wind, her black hair was messy hanging down her waist, and a ghostly aura was permeating the air.

Pale face, blood red lips, oily green eyes.

It is like a ray of lonely soul floating in the dark and cold night, rippling with the suffocating ghost of death.

Floating silently, waiting silently, staring silently.

I don't know how long it has been here.

Because this is a remote and dark abandoned corner of the city, no one cares about it.

But since noon today, its drooping cheeks have lifted slightly, and it's thrown north of the city.

When midnight fell, when the watchman was walking tiredly on the empty street corner, the ghost mother moved, her shadow fluttered, her white clothes fluttered, crossed the street, and rushed through the northern slave trading area.

Falling Hammer Tower, a wing room in another courtyard.

Tang Yan leaned on the bed, looking out the window in a daze.

In her arms, Mu Rou was already sound asleep, embracing each other tightly, curled up gently, sleeping soundly.

Tang Yan caressed Mu Rouxiang's shoulder lightly, meditated for a long time, and remained silent for a long time.

Ever since he returned to his room after drinking, he always had an indescribable sense of foreboding.

In view of the various encounters since his debut, Tang Yan has never classified himself as "lucky", and he dare not take advantage of everything and dare not wait. Because of this, his heart becomes more and more sensitive.

As soon as the blood man's prophecy of catastrophe was uttered, it took root in his heart, lingering, never leaving, always jumping out at a certain moment when he didn't pay attention, stirring his nerves.

"Catastrophe? Where did the disaster come from? Where did it come from?"

Tang Yan stared at the dim red night outside the window, puzzled.

Unless one's identity is exposed, how can there be a life and death disaster for no reason?

Since I left Beast Mountain, who would know my identity except Dong Qingniu and Pei Seer?Who can deploy life and death in this White Deer City?

Dong Qingniu?Pei Seer?
Tang Yan completely denied that it was impossible for them to frame him.

If I didn't have this ability to know people, I would have been in this world for 50 years!
"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

When Mu Rou woke up from a deep sleep, she felt Tang Yan's uneasiness.

Tang Yan regained consciousness and forced a laugh: "I'm thinking about when I will let you have a baby."

Mu Rou's pretty face turned red into an apple, and her unrestrained words only made her sleepless, and she was speechless for a long time.

Tang Yan gently scratched the tip of her nose, and said with a smile: "It's okay, don't worry about me. Go to bed early, and I will take you to eat all the delicious food in Bailu City tomorrow. Your master is not here, she can't control you, let go to enjoy."

Mu Rou curled up in Tang Yan's arms like a kitten, hugging him gently.

"what happened?"

Mu Rou curled her head and whispered softly, "Are you hurting yourself for me?"

"how could be?"

"Brother, do you feel that Mu Rou is incompetent?" Mu Rou is very smart and sensitive. She still misses the scene at the exchange today and blames herself for being too soft-hearted.

"Ah? Why do you have such an idea?"

"Mu Rou can't go to the battlefield, can't kill the enemy, can't plan, and can't share the sorrow, and let you worry about me, I feel... like a burden."

Tang Yan stroked Mu Rou's long hair, hugged her delicate body tightly, and comforted her softly: "What's the matter, don't think about it, everyone has always liked you, and you are still very useful, but You just didn't realize it yourself."

"No way, Mu Rou is not stupid. Master said before that Mu Rou is not suitable for the battlefield, not suitable for this world. Unless the seven emotions and six desires are really cut off, it will be just a display after all, and even if she is promoted to a saint, she will not be a deterrent."

"Do you have to gallop on the battlefield to be effective? Little girl, you are overthinking. You have an indispensable role in this world, in our beast mountain, and in my heart."

Mu Rou remained silent, dejected, the more Tang Yan said that, the more ashamed she felt.

Tang Yan took a deep breath, lay back on the bed, hugged Mu Rou, smiled and said, "I'm not talking bluntly, what I'm saying is sincere, look, we've been here for more than a year, what's going on here? What kind of world? The air here is filled with cruelty, blood, and ugliness, and it is full of danger and conspiracy.

The moment we arrived, we were destined to break into the vortex of war.

Just imagine, if we live in this environment for many years, will we lose ourselves?Will it be reduced to the same ugly and dirty?Will he lose himself because of the killing?

Time will change a person, and experience will polish a person. Unless we choose to hide from the world and stop asking right and wrong, we will eventually be polluted by the world.

We all know this in our hearts.

But because of your existence, your purity, your innocence, your kindness, and your tenderness have given us a special emotion, allowing us to consistently believe that there is still hope and kindness in this world, so that We can imagine the peace of Qitian Continent from you, so that we will not be completely swallowed by the filth of this world.

This is a feeling, an emotion that cannot be bought by relying on talent and precious medicine.

You are like a snow lotus on the bloody battlefield, blooming and swaying, bringing us a piece of warmth, a piece of hope, a piece of emotion, allowing us to keep a piece of sincerity after killing and exhaustion. "

Tang Yan spoke slowly and softly, holding Mu Rou in his arms gently, comforting her.

Not pure comfort, but a sincere emotional outpouring.

Mu Rou is really a snow lotus in the hearts of all of them. It is precisely because of this innocence and clarity that people stick to the last touch of sincerity.

"...Brother..." Mu Rou hugged Tang Yan tightly, biting her red lips lightly with her white teeth, her eyes were dimmed at some point.

Tang Yan kissed Mu Rou's bright and clean forehead lightly, and said softly: "I hope you will change, just to let you have the ability to protect yourself and protect yourself better, not to hope that you can go to the battlefield, no I hope you can raise the butcher knife.

You will always be my Mu Rou, and you will always be my moving.Because of you, I believe that in the life of killing... I am still human..."

"Brother...Mu Rou loves you..." Mu Rou's eyes were clouded with tears, but there was a smile in them.

(End of this chapter)