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Chapter 17

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"Why? Continue."

The noblewoman urged when she saw that Xun Er was not moving. She seemed to be very dissatisfied with Xun Er's daze.

Xun Er nodded and continued to help the noblewoman with her hair. She could not see anything strange about her. She concealed her emotions very well.

"En, alright, you go and rest too. I'm going to rest too." The noblewoman stood up and walked to the table. She picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea. "This tea is really casually brewed."

"I'll go and get you a pot of tea," Xun Er said.

"No need. It's in the wilderness. I can only make do with it."

The noblewoman waved her hand and gestured for Xun Er to leave quickly.

Xun Er lowered her head and left, closing the door. Then, a look of confusion appeared on her face. In the previous conversation, Xun Er really felt that the other party was pointing at the mulberry tree and scolding the locust tree.

However, this felt very unreliable and illogical. If the other party could see through her identity, didn't that mean that she had failed the second main mission?

Could it be..,

Was it really just a coincidence?

When she went downstairs, Chu Zhao and Xu Hong were cleaning up the dishes. The soldiers had all come over in batches to eat.

"Where's Lu Tong?" Xun Er asked Chu Zhao.

"Why, did you miss me?" Lu Tong walked over from the door. There were no outsiders here, so he made a joke.

Of course, it was already very obvious that Lu Tong was interested in Xun Er. He didn't want to hide it. This kind of good feeling was a bit like meeting a goddess in the past when things were not going well for him. Once he became successful, he would have her and make her his woman. It could give a man a great sense of pride and satisfaction.

Unfortunately, Xun Er was not in a good mood. When Lu Tong made this joke, he clearly noticed that Xun Er's knuckles were slightly clenched. Obviously, Xun Er was angry, and she did not hesitate to show it.

"I just went outside to get some information from the two Qing soldiers guarding the stable. This convoy is escorting a prince back to the capital. There's a war in Shaanxi."

"I'm tired. I'm going to rest first. You guys keep an eye on me."

Xun Er turned around and entered the room.

"Why is her mood suddenly wrong?" Xu Hong asked.

"Dealing with a fujin shouldn't feel good, right? I was also unhappy when I kowtowed to you." Chu Zhao guessed, "Forget it, let's all rest. I hope nothing happens tonight."

Lu Tong nodded and blew out a candle beside him.

"Let's follow the previous rotation of sentry duty. We can't let our guard down."

Night fell.

The inn was very quiet.

Tonight, it seemed like there were no zombies to disturb them, and there weren't too many things to worry about.

In the room on the second floor, the noblewoman was still sitting at the table, holding a teacup. She had already blown out the candle, and the cold moonlight shone in through the window, illuminating the side of her face.

Her face flickered because the moonlight was sometimes blocked by the dark clouds.

It seemed very strange.



At this moment, Su Bai was not sitting behind the line like he used to, watching every move like he was watching a movie. Instead, he was standing on the steps.

In front of him.

It was a pair of doors that were still tightly shut.

The words that the God of Death said before he died were not so much a reminder as a declaration, or a mockery.

You'd better jump down. Jump down. You'll be able to leave this place in three hours.

And if you continue to stay here as a goalkeeper, you'll see your most terrifying person appear.

The two yellowed photos stated an extremely cold fact. From some images and memory fragments, Su Bai could also get a glimpse of some clues from the past.

One thing, one scene, one line, one path.

Some things.

Some people.

Even Su Bai did not expect to meet them so soon.

He reached out and gently stroked the railing beside him. At this moment, Su Bai suddenly thought of the mournful poems that Li Yu had chanted when he was imprisoned in a similar pavilion. Right now, Su Bai's mood was similar. It was really sad.

Fear.

Fear.

Fear.

A strong sense of uneasiness had long been written on Su Bai's face.

Su Bai had a heart full of hatred for that man and woman. He had also made a great wish that one day, he would definitely kill their family. However, when he really faced them, fear overwhelmed everything.

It was probably because this man and woman had run through his birth and his growth. In fact, the reason why he had embarked on the path of a listener was because of them.

To a certain extent, that man and woman were even more terrifying than Lychee. Their influence and changes on him were almost all-encompassing.

He took a deep breath.

Su Bai did not directly jump down and leave this story world early. It was not that Su Bai could not let go of Xun Er, nor was it that he was so infatuated with her that he had to learn from Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai. Su Bai was not that pretentious, nor was he that persistent.

It was simply because.

The two people he had seen in the past were either memories that had been instilled into his mind, or they were coincidentally glimpses in the story world.

This time, if he could stand here and see them in person, it would indeed be very difficult for Su Bai to refuse.

Even though Su Bai knew how terrifying and powerful those two people were, that desire still made Su Bai choose to stay here and wait.

After all.

He would have to see them sooner or later.

Moreover.

What he saw this time should still be a fake person created by the radio. Because you guys are not dead yet, even the radio can't find you. Whether it was the blood corpse, Kangxi, Death God, Ninth Sister, and so on, they were actually all dead existences. They were the re-manifestations of Su Bai's inheritance from here. However, that man and woman were not dead, and the radio could not directly send them in. If the radio had this ability, how could the advantage of the man and woman continue to exist while avoiding the radio's line of sight?

But today, if I don't even have the courage to see your fake person, how will I have the courage and qualifications to face the real you in the future?

Su Bai clenched his fists gently.

The fog spread out again.

Su Bai slowly walked out and stood by the pond. However, his eyes were still fixed on the two doors.

Come.

I hope that the one who appears this time.

It's you!

Suddenly, an ear-piercing roar came from inside the house!

"Roar!"

Su Bai subconsciously frowned. This voice was obviously not something that a human could make. Was this... the voice of a dragon?

Could it be that the next one to come out would be the Black Dragon?

For a moment, Su Bai was a little disappointed.

Everything was afraid of comparison.

The Black Dragon had obtained the Dragon Scale and used the last power of that piece of skin to successfully fuse the Black Dragon Scale into his body. However, previously, Su Bai's psychological construction was all built around the two people he was about to face. Suddenly, he changed those two people to the Black Dragon.

All of a sudden, the Black Dragon seemed a little embarrassed. This was indeed unfair to the Black Dragon.

Just as Su Bai was feeling a little disappointed.

The dragon's roar came again. However, this time, the roar did not have the dignity and pride of the dragon race. There was only fear and hesitation. It was as if this Black Dragon was encountering something terrible that made it abandon its dignity and dignity.

The door was about to open, but it did not open. It was as if it was blocked by something. This made Su Bai feel a little puzzled.

Could it be that there was a story happening behind the door?

"Roar! Roar! Roar! "

Three urgent dragon roars could be heard. Each roar was more urgent than the one before, and each roar was deeper than the one before. Each roar was more dangerous than the one before, and when it reached the last roar, it even carried a hint of despair.

"Pfft..."

Fresh blood flowed out from the crack of the door. The blood was very thick and carried an extremely pungent smell. However, at the same time, the terrifying energy contained in it also made Su Bai tremble in fear!

This was..,

Dragon blood!

Su Bai immediately went forward and reached out to push the door. However, the door was the same as before. When it was not open, no matter how hard Su Bai tried, he could not shake it at all. This was the rule here, an unchangeable rule. Just like how Su Bai had fought with a few people by the pond previously, the tyrannical aura of energy had swept the surroundings. But now, it seemed that not a single flower or plant had been destroyed. It was still the same as before.

The door could not be opened, but the dragon blood flowed out like it was free. Su Bai squatted down and began to lick the dragon blood on the steps. At the same time, the surrounding dragon blood energy turned into balls of black light and took the initiative to converge into Su Bai's body.

This was a skill that Su Bai had obtained after fusing with his natal weapon. However, Su Bai did not use it often because Su Bai still preferred to pierce his fangs into the enemy's neck and absorb their hot blood.

But this time, there was too much dragon blood. It was so much that Su Bai could not absorb it without relying on this skill.

However, after a short while, when Su Bai relied on the dragon blood energy to recover his injuries and return his state to its peak, he stood up decisively and stopped absorbing the dragon blood.

Su Bai still remembered that when he absorbed and fused with the dragon scale, if there was no Gyatso and Fatso by his side to protect him, he might have been devoured by the dragon's might. This time, he was alone here, and he could not act recklessly. Moreover, just now, Su Bai sensed that the evil dragon's aura had completely disappeared. Once it died, its soul and resentment would naturally be injected into its bones and blood. So now, its blood was no longer safe.

However, seeing that there was still a lot of dragon blood flowing into the pond and being purified into clear water by the pond, Su Bai could not help but feel a little distressed. This was really a reckless waste of natural resources.

"Kacha …"

"Kacha …"

"Kacha …"

A series of friction sounds could be heard, and cracks actually appeared on the door in front of Su Bai.

In the end..,

"Pa!"

The door collapsed..

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