Hearing this sentence,
Xie Lian felt as if he was suddenly slapped in the face.
Looking at him, he asked, "Are you mocking me?"
Wu Ming replied, "No."
Xie Lian said, "Then don't say such nonsense! How could there be that kind of thing? "
After a pause, Wu Ming said, "Not necessarily."
"… …"
Xie Lian couldn't help but say, "Enough, what are you trying to say? Aren't you a soldier of Xian Le? I didn't wake you up from the battlefield to listen to you speak for the people of Yong An. You only need to listen to my orders! "
The flower on the ground pierced his heart.
It pierced his eyes.
It made him suddenly embarrassed. As if to vent his anger.
Xie Lian rushed up and trampled it to pieces. After trampling it, he found this action inexplicable.
Why was there a need to be so angry at such a small flower? He immediately rushed out of the Crown Prince Temple. The cold wind blew,
Then gradually calmed down.
Behind him, the black-clothed martial artist also followed.
Xie Lian said, "You've already explored this area.
Is there anything unusual? "
Wu Ming said, "No."
Xie Lian said, "Are you sure? To activate the Human Face Plague, there can't be a single mistake. "
Wu Ming said, "Indeed."
Xie Lian was speechless.
He looked up at the sky.
After a moment of silence, Wu Ming said, "Your Highness,
Have you thought of how to activate the Vengeful Spirit Plague? "
Xie Lian said, "I'm thinking."
He looked down at the black sword hanging at his waist. Thousands of vengeful spirits were sealed by him in this black sword, but it could only be sealed for a while.
At this time,
Wu Ming said, "Your Highness,
I have a presumptuous request. "
"Speak."
Wu Ming said, "I hope Your Highness can give this sword to me and let me activate the Human Face Plague."
Xie Lian turned around and asked, "Why?"
The eyes of the black-clothed martial artist behind the mask stared at him.
He said, "My beloved was seriously injured in this war. His life is worse than death. I watched helplessly as he suffered and struggled in pain. "
Xie Lian said, "So?"
"So, I hope I can be the person holding the sword and avenge him."
His reason was very reasonable, but Xie Lian didn't really trust him. He narrowed his eyes and said, "I think you're a little strange."
He turned around and walked around Wu Ming. He said coldly, "As far as I can see, you don't look like a vengeful person. Are you really asking me this for the sake of starting the Human Face Plague? "
That being said, if it wasn't to start the Human Face Plague, then what could it be for?
The nameless black-clothed martial artist bowed slightly to him and said, "Your Highness, I wish for these people to die more than anyone else. Moreover, I hope that they will die by my hands. If you don't believe me, I can prove it to you right now. "
Xie Lian asked, "How do you want to prove it?"
The black clothed martial artist placed his hand on his saber and slowly retreated. When he took three steps back, Xie Lian suddenly realized what he wanted to do.
He was going to kill someone to prove that he had the heart to take revenge!
Xie Lian immediately said, "Stop!"
As expected, Wu Ming stopped. After examining him for a moment, Xie Lian resolutely said, "No. I want to start it myself. "
The black clothed martial artist lowered his head and was still wearing his mask. It was unknown how he would react. Xie Lian also didn't care about other people's reactions. He turned around and softly said, "… … However, before that, I still have one more thing to do."
As he said this, Xie Lian raised that jade-like black sword and stared at the edge of his hand. A strange light flashed through his eyes. The black clothed martial artist sensed something was wrong and said, "Your Highness, what do you want to do?"
He had no time to stop him. In the next moment, Xie Lian reversed the edge of the sword and stabbed that black sword into his abdomen!
The next day, on the streets of Lang 'er Bay.
Recently, the weather hadn't been good. It was gloomy and filled with yin energy. Sometimes there would be violent winds, and other times there would be an evil rain.
Speaking of which, recently, everywhere hadn't been peaceful. It was said that the newly built imperial palace was also on fire. The king and the crown prince were both seriously ill and couldn't get out of bed. They were so sick that they couldn't even see anyone. It was a complete mess, full of ominous signs. Only the young children didn't understand anything. They were carefree and still chased and played around.
A gust of cold wind swept past, blinding people's eyes. Then, a loud bang suddenly came from the fork in the street, and a figure fell from the sky!
Everyone on the street was stunned by the sudden loud bang and looked toward the other side of the street. They saw a human-shaped pit on the ground, and a person was lying flat in the pit. His hair was disheveled, his body was covered in blood, and his white clothes were horribly mottled.
In an instant, everyone on the whole street gathered over. "Who is it?!"
"Oh my god, where did he fall from? From the sky? "
"He fell to his death?!"
"I, I don't think so. He seems to be moving!"
"How can he not fall to his death?! Wait, what's that on his chest? Is it a sword??? "
When the crowd got closer, they gradually saw the person's appearance. Although his hair was disheveled, his face was quite fair and handsome. However, his eyes were staring straight at the sky, and he didn't look like a living person. But to say that he wasn't a living person, he was still breathing. His chest and abdomen, where the black sword had pierced into his internal organs, rose and fell weakly.
At this time, someone said in surprise, "Wait, this … isn't this … that, that His Highness the Crown Prince?!"
Hearing this, other people also recognized him. "… It really is. It's the original Crown Prince, Xian Le's Crown Prince! I saw him from afar before! "
"Didn't they say that the Crown Prince disappeared?"
"I heard that he ascended."
"How could this be … what's with that sword, did it really pierce through? Scary … "
"Stop looking, everyone move aside, can't you move aside? I have to hurry! "
This street was a fork in the road, leading to two different roads. At this time, it was blocked by the crowd. The carriages behind couldn't pass, so they all got off to look. Suddenly, someone said, "Wait! He seems … to be saying something? "
Only then did everyone calm down. They held their breath and listened carefully. After a while, the people outside didn't hear any movement, so they shouted, "What did he say? What's going on? Did he say anything? "
The people in the front row said, "No!"
"Then what did he say?"
"He said, 'Save me.'"
Xie Lian Ping lay on the ground. After saying these two words, he didn't say anything else. The people around him had all sorts of expressions on their faces. They were in all sorts of strange and bizarre postures. A chubby chef said, "Save him? How do we save him? "
Someone guessed, "He should be saying to pull out this sword, right?"
That chef looked quite bold and was about to go up to try when he was immediately stopped by the people around him. "Don't don't don't, absolutely don't!!!"
That person didn't understand. "Why?"
The people around him then told him why. "You can't do that! Haven't you heard? Didn't Xian Le lose the battle? Why did they lose the battle? Because of that Human Face Plague. Why do people have a Human Face Plague? Because there's a god of plague, that is … "
"God of plague?! Really?! "
Once these words came out, no one dared to rashly make a move. A large empty space immediately appeared around that huge human-shaped pit.
After all, no one knew what was going on with this Crown Prince of the previous dynasty. Was he a god of plague? Would I be infected with the legendary Human Face Plague if it came into contact with his body? Or would they become extremely unlucky? Moreover, from the looks of it, even if they didn't pull out the sword, he wouldn't die for a while. Since he didn't die after falling from an unknown height with such a loud crash, then he was definitely not an ordinary person.
After a moment, someone timidly said, "Let's report this to the authorities …"
"Didn't they say that this Crown Prince has ascended to immortality? What's the use of reporting to the authorities? "
"Then what should we do?"
Everyone talked at once, but in the end, they couldn't come up with any results. They could only call someone to report. As for the rest, they couldn't do anything.
Lie down? Then just lie down. Everyone went their separate ways.
And so, Xie Lian slept in that human-shaped pit, watching as the crowd around him gradually thinned and disappeared. The blocked carriages bypassed him and left on their own. The children who had been playing on the street were all pulled back into their houses by their parents, but there were still people passing by from time to time. He remained expressionless and didn't say a word.
A water peddler couldn't bear to see him and quietly asked his wife, "Is it really okay to leave him like this? Why don't we give him a glass of water? "
The peddler's wife hesitated for a moment, looked around, and softly said, "… Let's not. If he really is a god of plague, no one knows what will happen if we get too close. "
The peddler also hesitated and looked around. A group of other peddlers also stared at him with nervous expressions, as if if he went up, they would draw a line and stay away from him. In the end, he didn't dare to go up alone and gave up on this plan.
Xie Lian just lay there from the morning when the thin dew filled the air, to noon when the sun was high in the sky, and then from sunset until late at night.
During this period, many people saw him, but very few people got close to him, and no one helped him pull out the black sword from his stomach.
Late at night, there was no one on the street. Xie Lian was still lying on the ground, facing the sky. In the dark night, stars twinkled. Just as he was thinking about something, he suddenly heard a clear laughter from above, "Hahahaha … What are you doing?"
Xie Lian, who was in the pit, moved slightly, but he didn't get up.
After the owner of this voice had visited him a few times, his reaction was no longer as intense as before. However, he didn't receive Xie Lian's surprised and angry 'welcome'. Instead, the owner of the voice took the initiative to walk over and stand in front of Xie Lian's head. He bent down, and from the sound of his voice, it seemed to be a bit regretful. He bent down and said, "What are you waiting for?"
A half-crying, half-smiling mask was turned upside down, just enough to block Xie Lian's entire line of sight. Xie Lian coldly said, "Scram, you're blocking my view of the sky."
Being told to scram, Bai WuXiang didn't show the slightest bit of displeasure. He smiled and straightened his back, as if he was an elder who tolerated a willful child. He became even more amiable and said, "What's so good about the sky?"
Xie Lian said, "It's better looking than you."
Bai WuXiang said, "Why are you so angry? I didn't stab you with this sword, and I also didn't throw you here this time. Everything was done by you. Regardless of whether you got the result you wanted or not, you can't blame me. "
Xie Lian remained silent.
Bai WuXiang then said, "Today, you wasted an entire day here. What are you trying to prove? Or are you trying to convince yourself of something? "
Xie Lian said, "None of your business."
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