At this moment, everyone's eyes fell on Chu Zhaozhao.
But Chu Zhaozhao's face became extremely ugly.
She instinctively wanted to dodge the gazes directed at her, and a huge sense of guilt surged into her heart, making it difficult for her to face it.
"Miss Chu, what did he mean by this?" Chu Qingxiao also frowned and looked at Chu Zhaozhao in confusion.
"I...I..." Chu Zhaozhao opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start.
Her body subconsciously retreated, trying to escape.
But at this moment, a hand stretched out from behind her, blocking her retreat.
Chu Zhaozhao was stunned and looked back, only to see that the owner of that hand was Song Guicheng, who had been beaten by Zhu Yuan and was covered in blood and bruises.
Although he looked embarrassed, there was a heartless smile on his lips.
"When did the dignified Zhu Yin Wu Zhu decline to rely on scaremongering to achieve his goals?" Song Guicheng said.
The expression on his face looked very relaxed, but when he said these words, blood foam continued to overflow from the corners of his mouth.
A strange color flashed across Zhu Yuan's face.
He stared at the man in front of him and asked, "What? Commander Song has a different opinion."
"That's bullshit." Song Guicheng spat out a mouthful of blood and cursed, "I don't understand those bullshit principles."
"I only believe in two truths in this life." He said and stretched out his hand.
"The first one is to repay debts."
He held out a finger.
"the second……"
"Ah."
He stretched out a second finger, a smile spread across his face, but his eyes flashed with a ferocious light like a wolf.
"Kill for life!!!"
Then, bring your fingers together to make a sword-pointing gesture.
At that moment, all the sword intent in his body was concentrated on his fingertips, and his body was like a sharp sword, suddenly striking out.
That was a powerful move.
The enveloping sword intent was so vast that Chu Qingxiao and others were frightened.
But as the target of this move.
There was no trace of fear in Zhu Yuan's eyes, only a hint of impatience.
It's like an adult facing a mischievous child.
You don't have to worry about whether his fists and kicks hurt you, you just have a headache how to calm down this energetic little guy.
Zhu Yuan stretched out one hand, gently grasped it, and pinched Song Guicheng's sword finger in his hand.
The sky-wide sword intent inspired by Song Guicheng also converged at this moment.
"Commander Song, I think you should be quiet for a while." He stared at Song Guicheng with squinted eyes.
Click.
His hand holding the opponent's fingers exerted force at this moment, and the soft sound of broken finger bones was heard at this moment.
Song Guicheng's face suddenly turned pale, and cold sweat and blood gathered on his forehead, rolling down his cheeks.
"I understand very well your desire to avenge Xizhou Jianjia."
"After all, you once watched them die in my hands one by one."
"That feeling must be painful, right?"
A smile appeared in the slits of Zhu Yuan's eyes. As he spoke, he moved his head forward, as if he wanted to see more carefully the expression on Song Guicheng's face at this moment.
And just as he wished, when Song Guicheng heard this, fierce anger suddenly ignited in his eyes.
He exerted force all over his body and tried to pull his fingers away, but Zhu Yuan's hands were as if they were made of iron. No matter how hard Song Guicheng exerted his strength, he could not break free. Instead, his body was constantly being pressed by the force.
bend.
"I remember that among the group of sword armors you brought, the youngest one seems to be only sixteen years old, right?"
Zhu Yuan seemed dissatisfied. He narrowed his eyes and continued: "What is his name?"
"Tang...Tang Yuan, right?"
"That kid is pretty good. At the age of sixteen, he sneaked into our rear and killed three of my Wu Xians."
"I cut off seven of his fingers, removed all the flesh from his left arm, and smashed the bones in his legs inch by inch, starting from the thighs. He grinned in pain, okay?
Are you willing to say a soft word to me?"
"You!!!" Zhu Yuan's words obviously hit Song Guicheng's pain point. He let out a roar like a wild beast, and suddenly made a fist with his other hand, trying to hit Zhu Yuan with all his strength.
This is naturally an attack by Song Guicheng that contains rolling anger. But many times, anger may make people burst into powerful potential, but it also often means that you lose your mind and miss the most effective solution to the problem.
Opportunity.
For example, Song Guicheng at this moment.
He practiced hard all his life and was dedicated to the art of swordsmanship.
Although a swordsman with six realms of cultivation does not activate his sword intention to fight against the enemy, he only relies on force to fight, and his combat power is greatly reduced.
At this moment, he punched forward, which was a sign of confusion.
Zhu Yuan's lips curled into a smile. His figure remained motionless, but the figure wrapped in black energy behind him suddenly stepped forward, stretched out his huge palm, and tightly grasped Song Guicheng's fist.
Then, a piercing blood light burst out from the black shadow's eyes, and at this moment, billowing black energy surged from his body towards Song Guicheng.
Song Guicheng's expression suddenly changed, and he let out a wail, as if he was suffering heart-rending pain at the moment.
Zhu Yuan was very satisfied with Song Guicheng's appearance at the moment. Seeing that Song Guicheng had completely lost his fighting power, he also let go of his hand.
"By the way, Commander Song forgot to introduce you."
He stretched out his hand and pointed at the black shadow wrapped in black air in front of him.
"Not long ago, the God of Eternal Night was grateful for my loyalty and gave me the position of the seventh divine general among the twelve divine pillars."
"As one of the few remaining Longxiang generals in the Tianxian Division, I imagine you are familiar with the records about our god."
"Under the Seat of Eternal Night, the name of the seventh divine pillar is Evil Spirit."
"The soul is a mysterious thing. Even we, the most loyal followers of Yongye, have difficulty fully understanding this level of things. In many cases, we can drive, utilize and control them, but it is difficult to change their nature."
"But the divinity brought to me by the Divine Pillar allows me to have this ability. I can create a new and powerful soul."
“The creation itself is a level that only God can deal with.”
"I can't waste the ability given to me by Eternal Night, so after I have this ability, I fervently hope to create something like that."
As Zhu Yuan said this, he showed an almost pathological desire to tell.
Just like a poet thinking hard and racking his brains to write a eloquent poem that can be transmitted through the ages, his desire to be read reaches its peak at that time.
"But it's still not easy, I'm taking it step by step."
"I want to create a powerful evil spirit. First of all, I need materials, some souls that are equally violent, full of anger and hatred, and carrying endless resentment. It just so happens that Wuling City today is in short supply of these things."
As Zhu Yuan said this, he looked at Chu Qingxiao and others, and his crazy expression made everyone feel chilled.
"Although these guys are very good, their strength is a bit lower after all. After thinking about it, I can find the best materials. Has Commander Song guessed it?"
The answer that was ready to come out made the veins on Song Guicheng's forehead pop out. He roared angrily, roaring like a wild beast, but he could not break free from the grasp of the black shadow, let alone hurt the proud man in front of him.
"It seems that Commander Song already knows the answer."
The smile on Zhu Yuan's face became brighter, his eyes widened, and his tone became high-pitched, "I divided the souls of those Xizhou sword armors, just like cutting up pieces of cloth, and then splicing them together randomly.
"Originally, this was just an experiment, but what I didn't expect was that they actually merged together in the end."
"Their anger intertwined and their grievances collided. They were constantly fighting each other every moment, but I made them constantly reorganize. So under the huge pain and anger, more grievances and anger were born, and this was born.
Guy."
Zhu Yuan finally finished his story. He stopped, and the fanatical look on his face slowly dissipated. He looked at Song Guicheng, whose face was ashen.
His tone softened and he whispered: "Commander Song, look at him."
"Your soldiers, your comrades, they did not die, they just survived in another more perfect way."
"You should thank me instead of hate me, right?"
Zhu Yuan's tone was gentle, but what he said was terrifying.
Song Guicheng raised his head tremblingly and looked at the black shadow in front of him.
Chu Qingxiao and others also looked up.
The black shadow was surrounded by surging black energy. At first, everyone didn't think it was anything special. They just thought that the billowing black energy was like the evil spirit that permeated the underground palace.
But looking closely at this moment, I saw those roaring and twisted faces in the black energy. They were intertwined with each other, biting each other, and wailing, but they were quickly pulled into the body by the black energy, and the cycle started again and again.
, as if you are in endless purgatory, with no escape and no rest!
Chu Qingxiao's body began to tremble, and among the figures struggling in the black air, there were many faces he was familiar with.
Fragmented memories seemed to wake up at that time and began to flash in Chu Qingxiao's mind.
…
"Qingxiao, don't be angry with the guy named Song, that guy has a sharp mouth and a soft heart." In the military camp, a middle-aged man over forty with a simple and honest look gently patted Chu Qingxiao's back and comforted him with a smile.
His name is Qian An, from Bailu County, Xizhou...
"You can eat it if you are told! It's just a chicken drumstick. Third Master, I got tired of eating it in Jianyue City!" The tall man with a scar carved on his face said the chicken in the bowl with a fierce look on his face.
Caught in Chu Qingxiao's bowl.
His name is Lu San, from Hongye City in Yuzhou...
"Hey, boy, let me tell you, the taste of a woman is so beautiful. Before I came here, I went to Luerlou. The flesh on the girl's chest there was white and soft, her waist was as smooth as a snake, and her body was fragrant.
I need you to take a whiff, and you won’t have to eat for a few days. Commander Song has said that when we go back this time, each of us will be rewarded with at least twenty taels of silver, and then my brother will take you to eat meat!"
"What Nian Shuang? Can that little girl with no hair compete with those knowledgeable girls in Lu'erlou? Is this settled? If you don't agree, don't fucking ask me to practice swordsmanship, you let me
Commander Song will teach you. See if he looks at your clumsiness and scolds you to death!" In the military tent, a slovenly-looking middle-aged man winked at Chu Qingxiao. As he spoke, he
As if he had returned to the Luerlou that he said was like a fairyland on earth, he narrowed his eyes, with an intoxicated look on his face, and stretched out his tongue to lick his lips when he was in a state of emotion.
His name is Zhu Quanfu, a native of Baituo City in Xizhou...
"Qingxiao, I...I'm afraid I won't be able to take you to see the morning glow in Lushan Mountain. If...if you can get out alive, help me bring this jade pendant to her and tell her...don't wait for me, it's me.
I'm sorry for her..." In front of the dilapidated city gate, the man with a hole in his chest grabbed Chu Qingxiao's hand tightly, stuffed a blood-stained jade pendant into Chu Qingxiao's hand, and used his last bit of strength to
, entrusted.
His name is Jia Chen, from Lushan Village, Shangyun Prefecture...
…
Chu Qingxiao remembered it.
He remembered the brutal battles, the defeats, the persistence, and the deaths...
Those Xizhou sword armors came thousands of miles away, but in the end they were buried in a foreign land. After their death, their souls were treated like toys by Zhu Yuan in front of him, enslaved and played with...
Everything about Wuling City became clear as this memory that made Chu Qingxiao angry came to him.
but……
But that's not all.
Regarding Wuling City and everything that happened when the city was besieged by Zhuyin, there is still one last piece of the puzzle.
Chu Qingxiao turned his head and looked at the people around him. He tried hard to remember everything about them, but the severe pain in his head made him unable to control himself.
His ears began to roar, and everything around him became blurry and unreal.
He held his head with both hands and roared in pain.
"Chu Qingxiao, what's wrong with you?" Chu Zhaozhao noticed something strange about him immediately, and she quickly reached out to support Chu Qingxiao, who was about to fall to the ground.
Chu Qingxiao was unable to answer Chu Zhaozhao's question. There was a roar in his ears, and a certain sound came faintly in the harsh tinnitus...
"Commander Song, it's over."
"You are a very good opponent. As a tribute to you, I will pour your soul into the body of this evil spirit general after your death. You will be with your soldiers forever."
"This is the gift given to you by Yongye."
On the other side, Zhu Yuan also seemed to have lost interest in Song Guicheng. He said this and snapped his fingers at the evil spirit behind him.
The evil spirit received the instruction, and a rich blood light burst out from its eyes.
He raised his other hand high, and a white bone knife appeared in his hand.
The blade drew a perfect arc in mid-air and swung straight towards Song Guicheng's neck...
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