His emotions were still immersed in the screams of those vengeful spirits.
For a moment, he couldn't come back to his senses.
Under the mask, his face was covered in cold sweat. In a daze, he said, "… … Don't call me that."
Every time he heard someone call him that, it was as if they were reminding him of something, making him exceptionally irritated. Every time he called out,
He was startled. However, Nameless said, "Your Highness will always be Your Highness."
Xie Lian looked over. Of course,
He couldn't see the face of this black-clothed martial artist.
He could only see a smiling face. And when the other party looked at his face, he could only see a deathly white mask.
He coldly said, "If you call me that again, I'll make your soul scatter. Don't think that you're really that strong. "
That black-clothed youth bowed his head in silence. Xie Lian calmed down.
He said, "Go investigate the area around Lang 'er Bay.
Find the most suitable place to set up the array. "
Nameless said, "Yes."
Xie Lian closed his eyes and paused.
When he opened his eyes again,
He looked at that black-clothed martial artist and frowned. "Why haven't you left yet?"
That black-clothed martial artist said, "The location has been decided.
Then what about the time? "
"Time?"
"The vengeful spirits can't wait any longer. We must help them find the target of the curse.
We can't delay it for too long. "
Indeed, he couldn't delay it for too long. After a moment of silence, Xie Lian said, "Three days from now."
Nameless asked again, "Why three days from now?"
For some reason,
Xie Lian felt a little impatient when he talked to him.
"Three days from now will be the night of the full moon. At that time, the power of the human-faced plague will increase greatly. You ask too many questions. Just hurry up and leave. "
Nameless nodded and left without a sound. Xie Lian closed his eyes again.
He covered his forehead, hoping to relieve this headache. At that moment, he heard a few cold mockery coming from behind him.
When he heard this familiar sneer, all the blood in Xie Lian's body seemed to freeze. He suddenly turned around. Sure enough, behind him sat a snow-white figure wearing a sorrowful and joyous mask and a wide-sleeved mourning robe. The figure's hands were tucked into his sleeves as he looked at him from the altar.
Bai WuXiang!
Xie Lian unsheathed his sword and stabbed forward. With a 'ding' sound, the man in white caught the sword with two fingers and sighed, "As I expected, this appearance really suits you."
If they didn't take off their masks, the two of them would look exactly the same from head to toe. After fighting for a while, the two white-clothed people exchanged blows back and forth. Outsiders wouldn't be able to tell who was who. Bai WuXiang easily dodged Xie Lian's sword while saying, "Your Highness the Crown Prince, you buried your parents in that kind of barren and desolate land. Don't you feel that you wronged them?"
Xie Lian's heart sank. "You touched my Imperial Father and Imperial Mother's corpses? You destroyed their corpses?! "
Bai WuXiang said, "No, it's exactly the opposite. I helped you bury them. "
Hearing this, Xie Lian stared blankly. Bai WuXiang continued, "I helped you bring them to the Xian Le Imperial Mausoleum. I even helped them wear rare and precious jade garments that can protect their corpses from rotting for a thousand years. This way, the next time you visit them, you will still be able to see their lifelike appearances. " He told Xie Lian the location of the Imperial Mausoleum and the method to enter. This should have been told to Xie Lian by the Emperor and the State Preceptor, but before they could do so, they either died or scattered. Xie Lian was bewildered and asked, "How do you know the method to enter the Xian Le Imperial Mausoleum?"
Bai WuXiang smiled and said, "As long as it's related to Your Highness the Crown Prince, there's nothing I don't know."
Xie Lian cursed, "What the hell do you know!"
When such vulgar and explicit words came out of his mouth, he still wasn't used to it. Bai WuXiang seemed to have seen through his thoughts. After sizing him up for a moment, he warmly said, "It doesn't matter. From now on, there won't be anything that binds you. No one will have any unnecessary expectations of you, and no one will know who you really are. Therefore, you can do whatever you want. "
Hearing this, a strange feeling involuntarily arose in Xie Lian's heart.
What was this monster looking for him for?
To express goodwill.
Yes. Although it sounded ridiculous, Xie Lian's intuition told him that this thing was here to express goodwill. Whether it was burying his Imperial Father and Imperial Mother, or comforting him, it was all for this purpose.
He must be very, very happy, happier than any other time Xie Lian had seen him. It was as if seeing Xie Lian like this made him especially happy, and he couldn't help but become gentle and intimate. This kind of intimacy actually made Xie Lian want to shed tears of gratitude, but immediately after, he felt even more disgusted.
Xie Lian coldly said, "Don't be happy too early. Don't think that I'll allow a thing like you to stay in this world. Wait until I destroy Yong An, then prepare to find you to settle accounts!"
Bai WuXiang spread out his hands and said, "You're extremely welcome, extremely happy. Even if you want to kill me, I'll still be here waiting for you. When you're strong enough to kill me, then you can graduate from your apprenticeship. However — — "
The smile under his mask seemed to vanish as he said, "You, will you really destroy Yong An?"
Xie Lian asked, "What do you mean?"
Bai WuXiang said, "You can obviously make your move now, so why did you specifically choose three days later? Could it be that at the last moment, you're hesitating? Could it be that you've reached the point where your country has been destroyed, yet you don't even have the courage to take revenge? Am I going to see another failure of His Highness the Crown Prince? "
The word 'failure' was extremely ear-piercing. Xie Lian raised his sword to hack down, but he was kicked by a foot, causing him to fall to the ground.
Bai WuXiang didn't know how he managed to seize the black sword in his hand, but his gentle and amiable tone suddenly turned to contempt as he said, "Do you know what you look like right now?"
Xie Lian grabbed the snow-white boots in front of his chest, but no matter how much strength he used, he couldn't move an inch. He was firmly stepped on and couldn't turn around. Bai WuXiang slightly bent down and said, "You're just like a child in a fit of pique. You haven't made up your mind yet. "
Xie Lian angrily said, "Who said I haven't made up my mind yet?!"
Bai WuXiang said, "Then what are you doing now? What about your curse? What about your Death Ray, Death Extermination? Your Imperial Father and Imperial Mother, your soldiers, and your citizens are really pitiful to have a god like you! You couldn't protect them when they were alive, and after they died, you couldn't even avenge them! You trash! "
Bai WuXiang exerted force with his foot, and a few strands of blood immediately overflowed from Xie Lian's throat.
Bai WuXiang's hand hung down as he held his sword. The black jade-like tip of the sword pressed against Xie Lian's throat, cutting through that shackle and awakening some of Xie Lian's memories.
He said, "Do you want me to help you review the feeling of a hundred swords piercing your heart?"
The excessive fear made Xie Lian hold his breath, and he didn't dare to move. After scaring him, Bai WuXiang once again became amiable.
He moved his boots away and helped Xie Lian, who was frozen on the ground in fear, sit up. He tilted Xie Lian's face and made him look in a certain direction. "Look, look. This is how you look right now. "
What he wanted Xie Lian to see was the ruined statue of a god on the ruined altar.
The flower and sword in the Crown Prince's statue's hands had long since disappeared. It had been burned by raging flames, hacked by hatchets, and thrown to the ground. Half of its body was scorched black, and it was incomplete. It was a tragic sight to behold. It was indeed very similar to the version of himself in Xie Lian's remaining memories.
Bai WuXiang said, "Who gave you this appearance? Do you think it was me? "
Xie Lian's brain seemed to have been forcefully washed by him, and then repeatedly poured in new things. He became more and more confused, and more and more suspicious. He even forgot his anger, and said in confusion, "… What is your goal? Why do you want to pester me? "
Bai WuXiang said, "I said, I'm here to teach you. The third thing I'm going to teach you is: If you can't save the common people, then exterminate them. Trample them under your feet, and only then will they worship you! "
After he said this, Xie Lian's head suddenly felt like it was going to explode. He hugged his head and shouted.
It was those vengeful spirits!
Countless vengeful spirits screamed and wailed in his brain. Xie Lian's head hurt so much that he wanted to roll on the ground. Bai WuXiang laughed at the side, and said in a warm voice, "They can't wait any longer. Three days later, if you can't activate the Human Face Plague and can't give them the target of their curse, then the target of their curse will become you. Do you know, at that time, what will you become? "
Xie Lian felt that cold black sword being shoved into his hand again, and a voice said in his ear, "You won't have the chance to turn back!"
When that wave of headache slowly faded, Xie Lian let go of his hand and opened his eyes. In the tattered Crown Prince Palace, there was still only him. The other white-clothed person that looked exactly like him had long since disappeared.
He didn't know how much time had passed, but night had already fallen, and the Crown Prince Palace was dim without light. Xie Lian's heart moved, and he realized something.
Of the three days, one day had already passed.
At this time, in the pitch-black Crown Prince Palace, there seemed to be a flash of white.
Curiously, Xie Lian turned his head, and when he saw clearly what that flash of white was, the pupils under the mask shrank.
He snatched that thing, and said, "This … what's with this flower?"
It was a fresh and delicate little white flower, and it was placed on the damaged, charred left hand of the deity statue. It looked especially white as snow, and also especially miserable. It looked as if the statue had become riddled with scars in order to protect this bouquet of flowers.
Xie Lian didn't know why he was so angry when he saw this scene, and he shouted, "Ghost, come out!"
Not long after, the black-clothed martial artist with the sword appeared. Before he could say anything, Xie Lian said, "What's with this flower? Who made it? You made it? "
Wu Ming slightly bowed his head, his gaze fixated on the flower in Xie Lian's hand that seemed to be suffocating. Finally, he said in a low voice, "It wasn't me."
Xie Lian said, "Then who put this thing here?!"
Wu Ming asked, "Why does Your Highness feel so irritated when you see this flower?"
Xie Lian's face darkened, and he threw the flower on the ground, saying, "… This kind of prank is disgusting."
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