Bai Hu's body trembled slightly, with a look of astonishment on his face. Then he turned around and glanced at the body of the Ghost King Sect Leader. He couldn't help but take a step forward. But at this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind him.
A clear voice came into his ears, and a stern voice came: "Stop!"
Bai Hu looked back and saw that it was Suzaku who said this. He frowned and was about to speak when he heard Suzaku say coldly: "Don't be too troublesome."
There was a hint of anger on Bai Hu's face. He turned back to look at Xuanwu, only to find that Xuanwu also gave him a bitter smile, shook his head slightly and said, "Fourth sister is right."
Bai Hu was stunned for a long time, then suddenly snorted, turned around and strode out of the tent without saying a word. He didn't know where he went in the blink of an eye.
On the other side of the Ghost King Sect's tent, Qinglong was trying his best to comfort Xiao Wan. After patting his shoulder, he said softly: "Please forgive me and accept the change."
Xiao Wan looked sad and nodded in agreement while choking, his face still looking gloomy and gloomy.
Qinglong sighed, and then said seriously: "Nowadays, the Holy Religion is in ruins and waiting to be revitalized. The Ghost King Sect has always been the pillar of the Holy Religion, and now you still need to bear the heavy responsibility."
Xiao Wanqi said: "Yes."
Qinglongyu paused and said: "Of course the next step is to arrange a funeral, and then what are you going to do?"
Xiao Wan showed a sad look on his face, crying and blaming himself: "It's all because of my incompetence. Firstly, I couldn't save my mentor's life, and secondly, I couldn't control the disciples of our sect. In the past few days, more than half of the people in the sect have been lost. I'm so incompetent."
I have no words to be ashamed of, my master."
Qinglong's expression suddenly became serious. He stared at Xiao Wan for a while and then said in shock: "Is this happening?"
Xiao Wan let out a long sigh, then took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Qinglong, saying: "This is what the master wrote with his own hands before he was alive. He clearly stated that he would wander all his life and return to his homeland no matter what after his death. Let me bring his remains
Return and hide at the foot of Huqi Mountain in Zhongtu."
Qinglong silently read the letter, then returned it to Xiao Wan, nodded and said: "Since it is the sect master's death, there is nothing we can do about it. I just thank you for your hard work."
Xiao Wan gritted his teeth and said: "My teacher left his orders, and I will risk my life to complete them for him. After I have finished all the things, I will immediately lead the sect members back to the Wilderness Temple. I will ask your envoy to take care of you when the time comes."
two."
Qinglong nodded and said: "That's natural." After saying a few more words of comfort to Xiao Wan, he walked out. When he saw Xuanwu and Suzaku standing outside the tent door, except for the white tiger, he couldn't help but frown and ask.
Said: "Where is the second child?"
Xuanwu said: "I felt a little unhappy just now, so I ran away."
Qinglong shook his head, but did not ask Baihu why he was unhappy, and just led the two of them out of the Ghost King Sect camp silently.
Along the way, Qinglong looked solemn, Suzaku remained silent, but Xuanwu suddenly said to Qinglong after being silent for a long time: "Boss, that Ghost King Sect is a bit weird."
Qinglong nodded silently, Xuanwu snorted and said: "Do they want to use deception and don't want to go back to the Wilderness Temple?"
Qinglong said calmly: "That's nothing. There will definitely be ups and downs in the temple. It's understandable that they choose to stay out of it."
Xuanwu's face showed a bit of desolation, and he sneered and said sarcastically: "It's just a matter of protecting oneself wisely. With them like this, do they still hope to recuperate and recruit the four of us in the future?"
Qinglong pondered for a moment and then considered: "Lao San, to be honest, after the death of the leader, if we want to take refuge with the forces in the sect, I really think the Ghost King Sect is the best place to go."
Xuanwu was startled, and seemed to want to say something to refute, but when the words came to his mouth, he suddenly seemed speechless. After a while, he murmured: "In this holy religion... there seems to be nothing that can do it."
The person who is on the stage, the leader of the religion has passed away, and there is no clear leader, so what hope do we have in the future?"
Qinglong and Suzaku both looked at him. Seeing that something was wrong with his expression, Qinglong frowned and said, "Third brother, what's wrong with you?"
Xuanwu was in a daze, and after a while, he suddenly bowed to Qinglong and Suzaku: "Boss, Fourth Sister, I... I really don't want to hold on any longer. I don't want to care about what happens to the Holy Religion in the future, nor do I want to
Go back to the Wilderness Temple and say goodbye today."
Suzaku took a step forward, his chest heaved and seemed a little excited, and said: "Third brother, what are you going to do?"
Xuanwu was silent for a moment, looked at Qinglong, and said: "I have long wanted to visit the Shiwan Mountains in the south. It is said that the folk customs there are weird and completely different from those in China, and there are even relics of the ancient witch clan. You know, I am very interested in
I have always liked these things, so let’s take this opportunity to explore them.”
Qinglong stared at him for a long time, his gaze was very stern at first, but gradually softened, and in the end it just turned into a silent sigh and waved his hand, looking tired.
Xuanwu bowed deeply to him, stood up and smiled at Suzaku, then turned around and swept away without saying a word, disappearing into the desert in the distance in the blink of an eye.
"Brother!" Zhuque looked back at Qinglong and couldn't help shouting.
Qinglong said calmly: "Everyone has his own ambitions, forget it."
Suzaku was silent, her black scarf rising and falling slightly, and her breathing seemed to be quickening. After a while, she whispered: "Then I'll leave too. Let's meet in the temple some time later."
Qinglong nodded and said, "Okay, be careful along the way."
Suzaku responded, turned around and walked away as well, but the direction she went in was the opposite of Xuanwu, heading towards the depths of the wilderness.
In the blink of an eye, there was no one around Qinglong, and he seemed to feel quite lonely. He looked up at the sky, sighed softly, and then walked away with his hands behind his hands.
Behind him, several people walked out of the Ghost King Sect camp after a while, led by Xiao Wan. Next to him stood the mysterious Mr. Ghost, a man in black.
Looking at Qinglong's retreating figure, Xiao Wan remained silent while Mr. Ghost whispered: "Sect Master, why don't you say a few more words to him?"
Xiao Wan shook his head and said: "It's useless to talk too much now. Let's talk about it when we have the opportunity in the future."
Mr. Ghost nodded, looked back at the camp, and said, "What's the funeral there?"
Xiao Wan took a deep breath and said: "Master has been so kind to me, so how can I be ungrateful? Give me an order to do it for three days to ensure the scenery, and then I will carry the remains of my teacher to Huqi Mountain."
Mr. Ghost solemnly complied with the order, and I will not comment here for the time being. At this point, with the disappearance of the four holy envoys of the Demon Sect and the Ghost King Sect, the battle between the Demon Sect and Qingyun seems to have come to an end.
Great talent and great strategy, I’ll just wait for a detailed review in the future. (To be continued)