Suzaku snorted and said: "The Poison God was unharmed. There were people to help him after he came down the mountain. Now he has led the members of the Wandu Sect back."
Everyone present suddenly looked shocked. After a while, the fat old man standing next to Bai Hu, who looked a little sleepy, suddenly smiled and said: "Old Poison is indeed very cunning. He has arranged his escape route early and can advance and retreat freely.
You and the Ghost King Sect Master can be said to be in good company for a while."
Xiao Wan, the young man who was supporting the Ghost King, suddenly raised his head, stared at the fat old man with cold eyes, and shouted: "Envoy Xuanwu, what do you mean by this?"
Xuanwu seemed to be a very kind person, not angry at all, he just smiled and said: "What do I mean, can't you hear it?"
Xiao Wan's eyes suddenly turned sharp, but Mr. Ghost standing next to him suddenly coughed slightly and reminded in a low voice: "The sect master is awake."
Xiao Wan was startled, and quickly looked down. As expected, he only saw the ghost king who was as golden as paper. He slowly opened his eyes, and couldn't help but be surprised, and said: "Sect Master, are you okay?"
The Ghost King looked a little weak and took two hard breaths. Then he motioned to Xiao Wan to straighten himself up and sit up. Facing Qiu Wangyu and the other four people, the Ghost King smiled bitterly and said: "Leader, four holy envoys, Xiao Wan
Wan Jian is young and ignorant, so don't argue with him."
Xuanwu seemed to have some respect for the Ghost King Sect Leader. He shook his head after hearing this, but said nothing more.
However, Qiu Wangyu laughed and said: "You are a very good apprentice. You don't panic when you make a decision at the last moment, which can be regarded as saving the two of us. You are a talent...sss!" Halfway through his words, he suddenly took a breath of cold air.
, a trace of pain flashed across his face.
Everyone was shocked, and the man holding him even exclaimed. Qiu Wangyu gasped for breath for a few times, then waved his hands and sighed: "That Immortal Killing Sword is really powerful, even what is recorded in the Heavenly Demon Strategy
No secret method can suppress this evil spirit." After saying that, without waiting for the people around him to speak, he called directly: "Qinglong."
The man next to him trembled slightly, lowered his head and said, "My subordinate is here."
Qiu Wangyu looked calm and said: "Looking at my injuries, I am already dying and cannot return to the Wilderness Temple alive. Now I have a few uneasy funeral matters that I have to leave to you."
The four holy envoys of the Demon Sect all changed their expressions, including the three people from the Ghost King Sect. The Ghost King's expression changed drastically and he hissed: "Leader, why did you say this?"
Qiu Wangyu smiled, pushed Qinglong away and slowly sat upright, saying: "Life and death are just idle business. I was determined to besiege Qingyun. Unexpectedly, I suffered such a huge defeat and caused the death of countless sect members. Qingyun must have suffered the same fate."
Holy Mother, this is caused by the divine punishment imposed by the two great gods, King Ming, so you don’t need to say more.”
Qinglong, Baihu, Xuanwu, and Suzaku knelt down in front of him in an instant. Qinglong's body trembled slightly, his eyes filled with tears, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Master, you must not give up your life lightly. I will wait for the disciples of the Holy Cult to suffer."
After thousands of years, we have just ushered in the current prosperous age. If you are no longer here, I am afraid that the Holy Religion will be again..."
Qiu Wangyu was silent for a moment, and sighed: "I am greedy for merit and underestimated the heroes of the world, so I deserve this retribution. I only regret that it ruined the great situation of our Holy Religion and made me a Holy Religion."
I am a sinner through the ages. That’s all. No need to say more. Today’s defeat is certain, and I have no shame to return to the temple. After my death, you cremate my body on the spot, take the ashes and scatter them under the Shura Pagoda of the wilderness temple, where they will be exposed to the sun and wind.
To atone for my great sin today."
Qinglong's body trembled instantly, his lips and teeth trembled, he stared at Qiu Wangyu, and could not speak for a moment. Behind him, Bai Hu let out an angry and mad but suppressed roar; the woman in black, Suzaku, moved her body
He fell to the ground, choked with sobs and began to cry.
But under Qiu Wangyu's gaze, Qinglong's mouth became hoarse, and two lines of hot tears flowed down. Finally, he kowtowed his head and hit the ground in front of Qiu Wangyu hard, making a muffled sound: "Yes...
"
Qiu Wangyu pondered for a moment, and then said in a deep voice: "In this battle of Qingyun, I think there are many outstanding talents of the young generation in Qingyun. This is actually a sign of the resurgence. In a few decades, it will definitely flourish and become stronger than the previous generation;
On the other hand, in our Holy Religion, although there are many people with high moral standards, they can no longer win the public support and subdue the people of various factions. After my death, the Holy Religion will inevitably be in chaos, and various factions will fight among themselves." He smiled bitterly, looked at Qinglong, and whispered.
Said: "After I die, you immediately lead people back to the wilderness, guard the temple, and are not allowed to enter the middle land again for a period of time. Remember this."
Qinglong paused and dropped his head to the ground. He couldn't raise his head for a long time and said in a trembling voice: "Yes."
A trace of pain flashed across Qiu Wangyu's face again, and his body tilted a little, but he still managed to sit up straight again. He immediately looked at the Ghost King Sect, stared at the Ghost King for a moment, and said slowly: "Master of the Ghost King Sect,
I let you down."
The Ghost King was shocked, and he didn't know where he had the strength to stand up. Xiao Wan quickly supported him, and then the Ghost King grabbed his arm and pulled him to kneel down to Qiu Wangyu. At the same time, he hissed: "Master
Why do you say this! Our Holy Religion has been in civil strife for hundreds of years and is in dire straits. Fortunately, the leader came out to unify the Holy Religion and worked hard to govern it. Only then did we have the current situation. I only wish that the leader will live forever. Whoever dares to slander the leader in the future, I, the Ghost King
Everyone in the clan was the first to fight him tooth and nail!"
Qiu Wangyu stared at the Ghost King for a long time, nodded and looked away.
But the Ghost King was still kneeling on the ground, not daring to raise his head.
After a while, Qiu Wangyu said calmly: "After this battle, the Ghost King Sect and the Wandu Sect are the two strongest remaining factions under the Holy Religion. It is your duty to protect the temple, so go back early.
"
The Ghost King immediately said: "Yes, I will obey."
Qiu Wangyu smiled, then turned his head, but looked ahead, and saw a majestic mountain standing in the distance, straight into the sky, with clouds and mist steaming in all shapes and sizes, just like a giant looking down at the world.
He stared at it for a while, and suddenly let out a long sigh. The original unruly heroic spirit was gone, leaving only the desolate face and unwillingness in his eyes. After a while, a head slowly hung down.
, but the mouth still whispered softly: "Qingyun, Qingyun... Qing..."
Qinglong felt something, Huo Di raised his head, and quickly stepped forward to support him, letting Qiu Wangyu lean on him. However, a moment later, he suddenly saw Qiu Wangyu's head tilted to the side, and he made no sound anymore.
There was silence in the field for a moment. Everyone fell to their knees, as if they couldn't believe their eyes, and their minds went blank.
(The Savage Journey has a total of 200,000 words, all of which will be published for free on Qidian. Thank you all for your love for Zhu Xian over the years.) (To be continued)