The chivalrous spirit is fickle

Kang Xi sometimes secretly thought that if he and Xiao Man had a child, the child might be as cute as that.

But that’s all.

At that time, he was busy every day, working with his master to kill those gods' messengers, and he had no time to see Xiaoman.

Thinking about these past memories, Kang Xi simply brushed them off and spoke lightly to Zou Si.

"There are more and more divine messengers, and they are getting stronger and stronger. We are gradually unable to extricate ourselves, and we spend every day in battle."

"As we went deeper into the snowfield, we became more and more angry at what those gods had done."

"There was a tribe that dug out the tongues of all its members just because a god's messenger acted on a whim, leaving them speechless."

"There was also a tribe whose entire body had one arm chopped off. Such senseless atrocities were common on that ice sheet."

"At that time, I thought that I must kill all the gods' messengers on that ice field, leaving no one alive."

"It's just... we're still powerless."

"It seems like those gods' messengers are endless. They don't seem to be afraid of life or death. They never beg for mercy, and never leak any information."

Kang Xi let out a long sigh, rubbed the corners of his eyes with his hands, and sighed.

"We were gradually surrounded by more and more gods' messengers and trapped in the snow. We couldn't fight our way out, nor could we escape."

"My master is a man of strong character. Even when he is in danger, he never gets discouraged."

"Finally, we decided to flee separately and head to the rear. We saved many people from the tribe and we had our own territory in the rear."

"It was a fierce battle. Many divine messengers wearing red robes appeared. The strength of those red-robed divine messengers was already at the ninth level of martial arts. My fellow disciples and I were no match for them. Only my master could resist them."

"For our only chance of survival, Master held back all the red-robed divine messengers, and we tore open a gap under the encirclement of the divine messengers."

Kang Xi didn't know how to describe that fierce battle. His memories of that day seemed to be stained with blood. In the white snow, bright red occupied the ice field for the first time.

The wind was howling, and the rusty smell of blood lingered in the nose. Amid the master's roar and surrounded by countless gods' messengers, he used a long knife to cut through the snow and split the flesh.

Blood was all over his clothes, sticking to the falling snowflakes. He didn't dare to look back, and he couldn't look back.

Kang Xi didn't remember how many people he killed that day. After he broke out of the encirclement, he fell in the snow, covered by the snow, and fell into a deep sleep.

"I escaped, but I also passed out. Before I passed out, I saw a blurry figure walking towards me."

When the story seemed to be coming to an end, Zou Si sat up straight. Although too much of the story was omitted, she was still a very competent listener and asked Kang Xi very seriously.

"Have you fallen into the hands of those gods?"

Hearing this, Kang Xi's expression became a little complicated. Under the flickering ghost fire, his eyes were dim and unclear, like a long sword hidden in a scabbard, rusty but also bloody.

"No, I managed to get to a tribe that we rescued."

Kang Xi's voice was very cold, as if he was in hell, and every word he said was filled with chillness and murderous intent.

Until this moment, he seemed to have the appearance of a zombie.

Zou Si's expression was slightly strange. She couldn't understand why Kang Xi suddenly became like this, so she had to ask him carefully.

"What happened in that tribe?"

Yes, what did I see that day?

That day, Kang Xi woke up in the ice house. There was no sign of bandages on the wounds all over his body. Exposure to the cold air, the wounds had begun to worsen. It was an ice house for storing prey, and Kang Xi was lying in a pile of frozen flesh and blood.

Kang Xi struggled to get up from the ice house, wanting to find someone to bandage his wounds. He was seriously injured and could no longer withstand the coldness of the ice field.

So he walked out of the igloo, saw the people in the tribe, and saw the nightmare of his life.

People wearing animal skins squatted in the snow, distributing food. A strong man picked up a knife made of stone and smashed it hard, cutting the body of the prey.

No one noticed Kang Xi, and Kang Xi did not make any sound. He walked slowly and happened to see a child holding up a piece of prey meat, a bloody human head.

It was a face he was very familiar with.

In the palace, Kang Xi suddenly narrowed his eyes, and the corpse gas around him turned into billowing smoke and dust, spreading out and covering his body. In the smoke, he had a hideous face and spoke with gnashed teeth.

“The first scene I saw when I woke up was the tribe sharing their prey.”

"That prey... is my master."

"They cut my master's body into pieces and ate them, tearing him into pieces while it was soaked in snow and blood!"

"I told you, there is no fire on the ice field, so all food can only be eaten raw, do you understand?"

Zou Si was stunned and shocked, and lost his voice.

"How could this be... You are their benefactors."

In the billowing smoke, Kang Xi grinned coldly, but it looked like he was crying.

"Yes, we should be their benefactors, but the meat of benefactors is more delicious than those wild beasts on the ice field."

"My master and senior brothers all ended up as pieces of rotten meat in their stomachs. Those who were seriously injured but not dead were eaten alive by them while they were still alive."

"Because the blood of living people is hotter and their flesh is more tender."

"I was seriously injured and unconscious, and I was frozen in the snow for too long. They mistakenly thought I was dead, so I was lucky enough to survive."

Zou Si had a complicated expression when she heard this. She didn't know what Kang Xi was feeling at that time.

Those whom they risked their lives to protect never showed gratitude to them, but instead ate and killed them.

The billowing smoke suddenly dissipated, revealing Kang Xi's cold face. He looked at Zou Si and said in a cold voice.

"I escaped without hesitation, and I told myself that one day, I would make them pay with blood."

"They chased me, threw stones at me, and refused to let go of my frozen flesh, but I still managed to escape."

"I gathered the last bit of my true energy and flew out of the ice field."

Hearing this, Zou Si couldn't help but ask.

"What about Xiaoman..."

Halfway through the story, there seemed to be no trace of Xiaoman, but Zou Si still had a glimmer of hope.

That little girl named Xiaoman should not betray Kang Xi.

However, after hearing this question, Kang Xi remained silent for a long time before speaking in a hoarse voice.

"She died. She died in the fourth year after I set foot in the snowfield."

"I told you that the life span of the people there is very short, and a woman who refuses to reproduce with her people is not welcome."

"When the news of our sect's defeat came, she was thrown into the icy sea by the tribe and died in the sea."

This is what Kang Xi found out when he returned to the ice field after becoming a zombie. On the day he flew out of the ice field, Xiaoman's body sank into the cold sea water, separating him from the sea and they would never see each other again.

"So after the betrayal and the tragic death of your master... you turned into a man-eating zombie."

To Zou Si's surprise, Kang Xi shook his head slightly and gave a different answer.

"I escaped the ice field and flew across the Western Sea, but I was finally exhausted when I approached the coast of the Western Sea."

"I fell on the beach. It was very cold and covered with ice and snow, but it was better than the ice field in the far west."

"I was very weak at the time, but my injuries were not fatal. As long as someone came to rescue me, I would be able to survive."

Kang Xi looked dazed, his eyes were empty, and he spoke in a bitter voice.

"I thought... I am Tailbone Knife Kang Xi, a famous knight, and that place is not the wild land in the far west, where there are no savages who eat raw meat and drink blood."

"I will be saved eventually."

"I met the first person and asked him for help. I told him I was Kang Xi, the Tailbone Knife Master, but he took my knife away."

"I lay there for another day, and the wound completely festered. At this time, I met a second person. He didn't save me, but stripped off my clothes."

"After that, no one came, so I lay naked in the snow and froze to death."

At that time, the snow covered everything. Kang Xi's face was pressed against the snow, his eyes were cloudy, and there was a fishy smell from his mouth. He looked at the falling snowflakes, unable to make a sound, and took his last breath in that heavy snow.

After Zhi's death, his eyes were still wide open, as if he died with his eyes open.

No one came to collect his body, and no one mourned for him. He was buried naked in the snow, so ugly and so pitiful.

"I died, but I wasn't really dead. The severe cold in the West Sea preserved my body. And it was at that time that the Lord gathered my soul and turned me into a zombie."

"I came back to this world again."

Kang Xi rubbed his face with both hands, and the sound came out from between his fingers, but he regained his calm.

"I have saved countless people in my life, but when I died, no one was willing to save me. Instead, I was left to die in the wilderness."

"I was betrayed by the person I wanted to save, and I killed my master and Xiao Man."

"What do you think will happen to me after I become a zombie?"

As he spoke, Kang Xi stood up, looked down at Kang Xi, and said coldly.

"Little girl, good and evil have no consequences. I will never pity anyone in my life."

"Because all my good intentions were buried in that heavy snow."

After saying that, Kang Xi no longer paid attention to Zou Si, turned around and left, disappearing into the depths of the dark palace.

……

a hundred years ago.

Kang Xi turned and stepped into the ice field. However, the moment he turned around, a small hand grabbed the corner of his clothes. He turned around and saw Xiao Man looking timidly. She looked at Kang Xi, wanting to say something but stopping herself. After thinking for a long time, she pleaded in a low voice.

"Don't go... I don't want you to go."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the laughter of his fellow brothers. Kang Xi's heart softened. He reached out and held Xiao Man's hand, hugged her in his arms, and spoke softly.

"It's okay, I will definitely come back, just wait for me."

After saying that, Kang Xi let go of Xiao Man, put aside all his reluctance, and stepped into the ice field with his fellow brothers. But when he looked back again, he found that Xiao Man was still there, waiting for him foolishly.

This look back was the last time they would see each other in this life.

Chapter 74: Lord Yama

Huiyin City has been very uneasy recently.

The whereabouts of Zou Si of the East Sea Sword Sect is unknown, and Bai Yuncang, who is known as the first disciple of the Heavenly Tribulation Killer, appears in the world and severely injures Shen Zhui of the Yulin League, destroying his martial arts.

Soon after, news came that the leaders of the five major sects were heading to Huiyin City. Even the dumbest person could smell the smell of impending storm.

The martial arts conference came to an abrupt end, and everyone tacitly agreed not to mention the matter again. Before Zou Si was found, the martial arts conference was destined not to be restarted.

Under such circumstances, naturally some people wanted to leave Huiyin City, but they were stopped by people from the Yulin Alliance and were told that no one could leave Huiyin City until the Zou Si matter was resolved.

Both the water and land routes have been blocked by the Yulin Alliance, and Huiyin City has become a cage where entry is allowed but exit is not.

However, even in such a tense atmosphere, there are still some places in Huiyin City that are extremely lively.

For example... casinos.

Huiyin City is a big city, and naturally there are big casinos in big cities. There is a gambling street in the north of the city. In addition to the casinos, there are brothels, inns, restaurants and everything else.

All these stores are owned by one person. The boss is a middle-aged man with a strong build and a face full of flesh. But no one knows his name. People just call him Boss Yan and call him Lord Yan behind his back.

Countless people lost their fortunes, their wives and children, and sold their children on his gambling street.

On this day, a young Taoist priest walked into the gambling street. He was wearing a blue Taoist robe and holding a bamboo banner with seven big characters written on it: "Be content with what you have and know your fate, so you won't worry." He looked like a fortune teller.

The young Taoist was Shi Gu who had changed his face. Bai Yuncang's identity was a bit ostentatious, and too many people were watching him. If he wanted to move freely, he could only change to an inconspicuous identity.

The gambling street was unusually lively, with people coming and going. Some were wealthy, while others looked decadent, with all kinds of emotions.

As Shi Gu stepped into the gambling street with the bamboo banner in his hand, he saw a man thrown onto the street. A group of thugs surrounded him and started beating and kicking him.

"You bastard, you dare to eat a free meal here, are you tired of living?"

"You are blind. Why don't you ask who has the final say on this street? You want to take advantage of the King of Hell. You have more lives than enough."

Shi Gu took a look and then took the initiative to walk away from the group of people. Those who came to this street were all gamblers, and Shi Gu had never had any sympathy for gamblers.

However, Shi Gu walked around the group of people and happened to come to the door of the brothel. Several young girls in front of the door saw him coming, smiled seductively, and immediately came up to him, speaking in a coquettish voice.

"Oh, this Taoist priest is so handsome that my heart melts at the sight of him. Come in and have a drink."

"Master Dao, do you want to see how soft my body is?"

Amid the chirping of sweethearts, the two young girls hugged Shigu's arms, one on each side, and tried their best to stick to him.