Nangong Xue sighed inwardly and thought, "When dealing with this kind of scoundrel, reasoning won't work. I'll have to be even more scoundrelly than him." Thinking of this, she smiled charmingly and slowly walked forward, saying, "Martial Brother, don't argue with him. Gambling is a fair game. The loser should keep his word and stop arguing." Li Yijie was shocked, "Xueer, do you know what you're talking about?" Lu Qian said happily, "Xueer, you've finally thought it through! You're much more enlightened than your Martial Brother, that blockhead! "The two of them spoke in unison. One's face was black and the other white, one was angry and the other was happy. It was quite a comical sight.
Nangong Xue smiled and said, "Yes, the one who annihilates the enemy in the end is the winner." Lu Qian heard that her tone was unusually sweet. Although he found it strange, he didn't pay much attention to it and said, "That's right. Isn't that fair?"
Nangong Xue replied, "That's right." Suddenly she bent down and picked up a disciple from the ground. It was the disciple she had knocked out earlier. Lu Qian and Li Yijie had different thoughts, but when they saw her seemingly unrelated action, they were both stunned.
Nangong Xue raised her palm and slapped the disciple's face a few times. Her movements were clean and efficient. She called out, "Wake up, wake up." Lu Qian cheered, but he was confused. The disciple's injuries weren't serious. After a few slaps, he regained consciousness. He opened his eyes in a daze and said, "What …"
Nangong Xue flipped her palm and hit the back of the disciple's neck, knocking him out again. The pitiful disciple didn't know what had happened. He fell back to his previous position and didn't move. Nangong Xue smiled and said, "That's enough. Your enemies have been killed a long time ago. We've just finished taking care of everyone on our side. The standard for annihilating the enemy should stop when the last person is down, right? We're about a quarter of an hour late. Isn't that even slower? "
Li Yijie spent some time before he finally understood Nangong Xue's intention. He said happily, "Smart, Xueer. Well done!" Lu Qian's face. His facial muscles twitched a few times before he said, "That doesn't count. When we started the battle, they were all down. it was you who woke him up. According to convention, that's impossible …"
Nangong Xue smiled and said, "The battlefield is ever-changing. Can you guarantee that? Even if this time, what about next time? And next time? Logically speaking, as long as the enemy is still breathing, they can stand up and threaten us at any time. You can't possibly put a living person in front of you and vow that you'll win a complete victory, can you? To think that you're someone who has seen the world. What do you think? Senior Martial Brother Lu? "
Lu Qian looked at Nangong Xue's beautiful face and sweet smile. He really loved her. But when he thought about how she had spent so much effort to resist him, he couldn't help but feel pity. He said, "Xueer, you're cheating. It doesn't count …" In his awkwardness, he used Li Yijie's words for his own use.
Nangong Xue smiled and said, "I was inspired by Senior Martial Brother Lu. Why? Are you the only one who can speak eloquently and I can't?"
Lu Qian was silent for a while. He laughed dryly and clapped his hands. "Good, you've learned all of Menglin's tricks. Good eloquence! Just wait and see. In the future, I'll definitely marry you. With you accompanying me, telling me jokes, and competing with words, my days won't be boring. " As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt everyone around him fall silent. It was as if the surrounding temperature had suddenly dropped by a few degrees. While he was stunned, someone knocked on his shoulder from behind. He heard Cheng Jiahua's voice. He sighed and said, "Ai, little brother. You've touched on my master's taboo."
Lu Qian turned around in shock. Sure enough, An Yesun had arrived at the hall at some point. He stood alone at the front of the Netherworld Gate, ignoring everyone around him. His expression was complicated. Lu Qian pondered for a while. He could only step forward and smile apologetically. An Yesun felt someone standing next to him. His gaze was still on the corpses on the ground. He didn't even look at Lu Qian. He raised his chin and said coldly, "Hm?"
Lu Qian thought, "Translated, you're asking me 'What's going on?' Cough, you're really a man of few words. What do you mean by that? Others have to guess. "He laughed mysteriously and said," Yun daren, this is your way of doing things. Have you forgotten? In the past, every time we carried out a mission for the Devil Sect, didn't you also exterminate them like this? Now, karma is a cycle. Good and evil have their retribution. In the past, the Devil Sect wreaked havoc and took people's lives at will. Now, they're being slaughtered like livestock. Don't you think this counts as reaping what you sow? Speaking of which, among all the famous masters in the Wulin world, this lowly one respects you the most. I've always seen you as a role model. I emulate you wholeheartedly and strive to be on the same level as you … "
These words seemed to flaunt loyalty, but in reality, it was extremely uncomfortable to listen to. Quite a few people thought, "Does he think the Cruel Fiend Star can't hear the hidden meaning? He actually dares to provoke us like this … does he really want to die? "
An Yesun's figure didn't move. His voice was no different from usual. He said, "What are you imitating me for? Don't even think about it for the rest of your life. "
Lu Qian laughed dryly and pretended to be suddenly enlightened. He said, "I understand. You said I'm not like you because I'm not ruthless enough to these evil people. My style isn't as complete as yours. Next time, I'll be more careful. I won't leave a whole corpse when I kill. "As soon as he finished speaking, the hall became so quiet that everyone's breathing could be clearly heard.
An Yesun then half-turned his head. The viciousness in his eyes made it seem like he wanted to torture the person in front of him to death in a hundred different ways. But in the end, he seemed to have thought of something. With a wave of his sleeve, he walked straight into the hall. Lu Qian was left behind. At this moment, he couldn't help but shiver. He raised a finger and lightly brushed it across his forehead. Cheng Jiahua immediately followed and supported An Yesun.
Nangong Xue's heart was in a fierce struggle. That 'Cang Quan Dragon's Cry' was indeed a top-quality sword. Other than the 'Afterimage Sword', perhaps there weren't many weapons that could compare to it. But if she continued to keep it by her side, the misunderstanding wouldn't be resolved. In the future, there would be endless trouble. The only way was to return the sword to Sect Leader Liu in front of Li Yijie. That way, she and An Yesun would be considered even. Thinking back to the time when he gave the sword to her, it was indeed for her sake. A word of thanks was necessary.
In the past, she always believed that she had a clear conscience and wasn't afraid of being criticized by outsiders. But after being ridiculed several times by her senior martial brother, she finally understood why some people who were wronged committed suicide out of anger after being scolded by the world. The loneliness of not having a confidant in all directions, the pointing fingers, and the humiliation that came out of nowhere were enough to overload a person. Even the heart to redress a grievance became cold.
It must be known that no matter how strong a person was, he or she couldn't make an enemy out of the entire world. Therefore, when it was time to accommodate, he or she could only make an appropriate compromise. Seeing the two people walking past her, her reason finally won over her cowardice. Hugging her sword, she stepped forward and called out, "An Yesun, I …"
An Yesun treated her as if she didn't exist. He wasn't willing to stop for her. Nangong Xue only vaguely heard him mutter, "Femme fatale, what a troublesome woman." Her face immediately heated up. Although she didn't know whether he was describing her or not, she still felt a strong sense of irritation in his words. Perhaps she did something stupid again and angered him.
Because An Yesun wasn't in a good mood, Cheng Jiahua didn't dare to smile mischievously. But after taking a few steps, he secretly turned his head around and sized her up. He took in her miserable and pitiful face. Then he saw Li Yijie walk to her side and gently pat her back. He didn't know what he was saying next to her ear. Anger suddenly rose in Cheng Jiahua's heart. "Humph!" he snorted. Hearing this, he jumped in fright. Hastily he bowed to An Yesun with clasped hands and smiled apologetically.
By this time, people from all sects had gathered in the hall. They watched him walk a few steps and stop in front of a tall screen. On both sides of the screen were two dark holes. They turned inwards and didn't know where they led to.
Everybody was impatient. One after another they called out, "There are two paths here. Which one should we take?" "When you showed us the map, it didn't show us this place." "Don't tell me you've set up a trap to harm us?"
An Yesun coldly said, "So you know how to say no. The two paths just turn a corner and then meet again. There's nothing strange about this place. It can't even be considered a smokescreen. "
Someone with a cautious nature called out, "Why should we believe you? Who doesn't know that the evil people of the Devil Cult are the most crafty? " Another person with a loud voice called out, "We are not familiar with the terrain of your headquarters. If you want to draw a map, you should draw it clearly from the beginning. If we already knew what you knew, would we still need you to do this? "These words clearly showed the intention of making use of him. An Yesun didn't want to argue with him. He only raised his eyelids slightly and asked, "What's wrong? You don't accept it?"
It was too late for that person to regret his slip of the tongue. No matter how dissatisfied he was, he would at most complain privately. He would never dare to make things difficult for him. Originally he was counting on the noise of the crowd to drown out his own voice. Normally he was used to shouting loudly, his voice was as loud as a bell. To his surprise, after the crowd complained for a while, the noise gradually died down. In the end, he was the only one who could be heard in the main hall. It was especially eye-catching. He had always been a good-for-nothing with loud thunder but small raindrops. This time he was embarrassed big time. He had already curled up behind his martial brother. Pinching his throat, he said, "I … I don't dare!"
An Yesun coldly humphed and said, "Then don't talk nonsense. Let me tell you, if you really don't feel at ease, you can divide your troops into two groups and take this path at the same time. Even if there is a mishap, at least half of you will be saved. You won't be completely annihilated. What do you think? "
This made everybody's heart even more uncertain. If the probability of survival was fifty-fifty, they had to choose carefully. Who knew if the star of misfortune was shining and they would run into a dead end? Maybe there was an ambush on the other path. If everybody was together, they could take care of each other. They didn't dare to rashly take the risk. An Yesun didn't need to think too much. He was well aware of these people's little scheme. After waiting for a short while, seeing that nobody raised any objection, he laughed coldly and took the lead to enter the path on the left. Everybody hurriedly followed.
This path was clearly inside a palace, but it looked like a cave deep in the mountain, pitch-black and terrifying. The crowd of heroes only remembered that when they were on Mount Hua, he mentioned that there was a rule that they must not light a fire, but they forgot that this rule was only applied to certain small paths. Everybody obeyed him and used the oil lamps hanging on the wall to illuminate the path.
Li Yijie kept an eye on the right side all the way, trying to see if there was a fork in the path. After walking for half a day, he still saw that the wall was perfectly straight. His heart turned cold, "There doesn't seem to be a fork in the path here. Could it be that he is really deceiving us? I have to stay close to him, to prevent him from running away in the chaos after his evil scheme succeeds. The most important thing is to keep a close watch on him, I don't want to give him the opportunity to play tricks. "With this thought in mind, he quickened his pace, almost walking shoulder to shoulder with An Yesun.
An Yesun angrily said, "Get out of the way! I don't like other people sticking too close to me. "Li Yijie neither hurriedly nor slowly said," The path is narrow, inevitably it will be crowded. "An Yesun did not answer, he walked even faster, trying to throw Li Yijie behind him.
Li Yijie secretly circulated his internal energy, he also moved forward at lightning speed, not willing to fall behind. An Yesun gritted his teeth, obviously he was trying to suppress his anger. Li Yijie pressed his palm on An Yesun's shoulder, as if they were friends being affectionate, but in reality, he was trying to prevent An Yesun from escaping his control. "You are running so fast," he said, "Don't you feel tired? The people behind you won't be able to keep up. Why don't we have time another day to compare our speed? "
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