Chapter 49 Who Holds the Lamp and Leads the Horse for Me
Ten miles away, a sword seals the throat!
The strong man in the Dragon Vein Realm who was stationed in the Xueyin Tower died in front of everyone without any warning.
This scene happened so fast that people were so shocked that they couldn't even react.
"How can this be?"
Jin Chenzhong, who was hanging on the city wall, looked pale and his eyes almost popped out of his head. He couldn't believe it at all.
"Let's go."
Si Xueyi withdrew his gaze from the valley, and while everyone was attracted by this scene, he quietly left with Fu Hongyao on his back.
In fact, many monks have noticed him, but they can't figure out the relationship between Bai Lixuan and him at the moment, and they look confused and don't dare to take risks.
thump!
The headless corpse of the old man in sackcloth fell heavily, causing the already damaged Xueyin Tower to collapse and sway.
"Have a look!"
After everyone woke up, their expressions changed. After a little hesitation, they rushed towards the Xueyin Tower.
There was greed in their eyes. After setting off, their speed became faster and faster, fearing that they would be one step behind.
Of the two powerful Tiandan experts in Xueyin Tower, one was hammered to death by Fu Hongyao, and the other was hung on the city wall unable to move.
The Dragon Vein Realm who was in charge was also dead, and what was left was just a bunch of chickens and dogs, which was hard to stop people from being tempted by.
Whoops!
Under the moonlight, Si Xueyi was rising and falling on the flat ground with Fu Hongyao on his back. Each ups and downs was more than ten feet away.
He ran the Dragon Prison Holy Elephant Technique, jumping up and down rhythmically, without consuming much real energy.
But when Fu Hongyao saw the sweat on his forehead, his eyes immediately showed distress, and said: "Brother Xueyi, let me down, Hongyao can go."
After a series of battles, the opponents were all monks who were at a higher level. Si Xueyi's night was not easy.
Si Xueyi smiled and ignored him. It was not until he confirmed that no one was following him that he stopped and put Fu Hongyao down.
Fu Hongyao landed on his feet, staggered, and fell down softly.
"careful."
Si Xueyi, with quick eyes and quick hands, helped her up.
"How could this happen...Hongyao obviously didn't do anything..." Fu Hongyao scratched his head and said with some confusion.
Si Xueyi smiled bitterly in his heart and said, "You almost killed a powerful Tiandan expert with your bare hands."
The consumption of the Mad God's body was greater than Si Xueyi expected, and Fu Hongyao would have to rest for at least three days to recover.
Fu Hongyao said sheepishly: "Brother Xueyi, what should we do now?"
"It's okay. I stopped here for other reasons. It's up to me."
Si Xueyi blinked and smiled at Fu Hongyao.
Then his anger sank in his dantian, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and exhaled in one breath like thunder: "Horse————come!"
The sound spread out from the mountains and forests in the dark night, and after two rounds of echoing, there was immediately a cheerful and high-pitched cry in response.
Rumble!
Not long after, a tall, blood-red horse galloped from the forest.
Its fur was like jade, its body was strong and majestic, and it ran faster when it looked up and saw Si Xueyi. When it got closer, it nuzzled Si Xueyi affectionately.
Fu Hongyao's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "Brother Xueyi, what a handsome horse, I think it has the appearance of an emperor!"
Hearing this, the dragon-blooded horse felt secretly happy, and then stretched out his head toward Fu Hongyao affectionately.
Fu Hongyao was so amused that he chuckled and stroked her: "This horse is so good."
Si Xueyi smiled and said: "This is a dragon-blooded horse. It can travel thousands of miles in a day. If the power of blood is activated, even a strong person in the Tiandan realm may not be able to catch up with it."
A bright light flashed in Fu Hongyao's beautiful eyes, and she looked at Si Xueyi and said, "Brother Xueyi, if I have a horse and its speed is fast enough, won't even the emperor-level experts be able to catch up with me?!"
Fu Hongyao was very excited, feeling like he had figured out a great truth. He stared at Si Xueyi with bright eyes, wanting brother Xueyi to praise him.
Hehe, Hongyao is so smart!
She narrowed her eyes slightly, like crescent moons, and thought happily.
Si Xueyi was obviously asked, and after a while he smiled and said: "Theoretically, it seems to be the case, mount up, my Red Medicine Emperor."
As he spoke, he put Fu Hongyao on horseback. The other person felt much happier, with a smile on his delicate face.
The little girl stretched out her hand and said: "Brother Xueyi, come up too, Hong Yao will sit in front, and Brother Xueyi will sit in the back, hehe."
Si Xueyi thought for a moment and smiled: "I won't."
Fu Hongyao said coquettishly: "Come up, brother Xueyi!"
Si Xueyi looked at Fu Hongyao and thought to herself, this girl is so innocent.
He also wanted to go up, but it would be too embarrassing if he couldn't hold down the gun.
No, it definitely can't suppress the gun.
Si Xueyi made up her mind and said with a smile: "I will give you the Red Medicine Emperor to lead the horse."
When Fu Hongyao heard him address him like this, he said a little embarrassedly: "Hongyao is not an emperor. Besides, how can any emperor ride a horse?"
"not necessarily."
Si Xueyi smiled and said: "If the opponent's horse is fast enough, then the emperor will have to ride a faster horse, otherwise he will not be able to kill even the innate warrior. Wouldn't it be embarrassing?"
"Yes."
Fu Hongyao nodded cutely, but soon realized that this was teasing her previous great theory.
His face suddenly turned red and he said: "Brother Xueyi, you are laughing at me!"
"Hahaha, no way!"
Si Xueyi laughed, holding the reins and walking slowly.
He seemed relaxed and carefree, but he was always looking at him secretly from the corner of his eye and did not relax his vigilance.
This is a deep and dark road, with dense jungles on both sides, winding all the way forward in the night.
The two were chatting and laughing. Half a quarter of an hour later, Fu Hongyao on the horse looked nervous and suddenly whispered: "Brother Xueyi, it's so dark."
Si Xueyi looked up and saw that the moon had disappeared into the clouds at some point.
The forest path that was originally quite artistic has become extremely deep, and the dark intersection is as scary as an abyss.
Si Xueyi held the reins with her right hand and took out an old lotus lantern from the storage bag with her left hand.
When the Dragon Prison Holy Elephant Technique is activated, it will transform into its original appearance as the Sun and Moon Divine Lamp.
The lotus lanterns bloomed immediately, the lights swayed, and the light enveloped all directions.
Si Xueyi looked back and said with a smile, "Don't be afraid!"
The handsome and flawless face under the lamplight was as warm as jade at the moment, warming the heart; it merged with the lamplight in the night and became the only light in the darkness, shining into Fu Hongyao's eyes.
Fu Hongyao's nose felt sore. She understood why she fell in love with Si Xueyi at first sight.
There are so many good-looking people in this world, but who can hold the lamp and lead the horse for her?
"Brother Xueyi, Hongyao is not afraid anymore." Fu Hongyao said seriously.
Si Xueyi smiled, turned back and led the horse away.
At this moment, he didn't know that the smile he had just looked back at was like a soft knife with a barb, inserted into the girl's heart and could no longer be pulled out.
Fu Hongyao didn't speak for a long time. The only sound in the dark and silent forest road was the sound of horse hooves.
This scene made Si Xueyi, who was holding the lamp and leading the horse, unconsciously think of some past events.
He hummed softly in the night, with a clear and sweet voice and a beautiful melody.
"This road is full of dust and wind, and the wine gourd hangs upside down on the little red horse."
"When I look up, I see thousands of miles of yellow sand, and a sword stuck in the corner of the city tower."
"The silk rain and flying flowers are as fine as sorrow, and the sharpness of spirit blooms between the eyebrows."
Fu Hongyao was startled and looked up.
Si Xueyi held a lotus lantern in her hand, with a smile on her lips. Under the light of the lantern, her brows were blooming, showing her youthful spirit.
She instinctively wanted to speak, but the singing was so beautiful that she couldn't bear to interrupt, so she immediately started listening.
Then Si Xueyi continued to sing: "The wind is soaring for ninety thousand miles, and a sword is dancing to reflect the vast sky."
"The sage asked me about my white hair, but I only drank wine and laughed in the rivers and lakes."
"The first toast comes at the right time, and I get drunk and sing and play in the spring breeze."
"The second cup is for me. In this world, the chirping of birds has nothing to do with me."
"The third cup of toast will make you immortal. If you drink ice for ten years, your blood will be hard to cool down."
"After drinking the fourth cup, throw the cup down and laugh, letting these monsters and monsters fight to their heart's content."
"He walks away with his sword, but he remains alone like the moon."
"He rises against the wind; he sails on the sea of blood."
"The lightning flashed, illuminating the lonely city, and his smile solidified into eternity."
"Outside the city tower, the wind and sand are not stopping, and there is a sword in the box, whose name is pronounced Shaobai."
Fu Hongyao listened quietly. It was hard to imagine that the usually unruly brother Xueyi would have such a melodious and pleasant voice.
The sweet singing voice changed from a low hum to a high-pitched and passionate voice, and it seemed that endless grace was blooming in Si Xueyi's body.
When the singing stopped, Fu Hongyao said, "It's so nice. What's the name of Brother Xueyi's song? Hongyao has never heard of it."
Si Xueyi smiled and said: "This song is called The Seventh Cup of Wine."
Fu Hongyao said quickly: "There are still three cups left."
Si Xueyi sang in a low voice: "The fifth cup is dedicated to the frost on the ground, and the remaining flowers are swaying, waiting for the clouds to break. The sixth cup is dedicated to life and death, and the fight will not end until the blood is exhausted!"
Si Xueyi stopped when he mentioned this, and Fu Hongyao asked curiously: "Where's the seventh one?"
Si Xueyi smiled and said with a hint of bitterness: "To be honest, this song was composed by my father, and I don't know about the seventh drink."
Fu Hongyao blinked and said, "What kind of person is uncle?"
"Father..."
Si Xueyi's memory suddenly traveled through the long river of time, and returned to nine hundred years ago. He hesitated to speak, but in the end he said nothing. He only smiled and said: "My father passed away a long time ago."
"ah?"
Fu Hongyao was shocked immediately, with a look of guilt on his face, and said: "Brother Xueyi, I'm sorry."
Si Xueyi said calmly: "It's okay. Although he died, his death was not peaceful."
Um???????
Fu Hongyao's eyes widened, and his head was filled with questions. Did I hear him wrong?
Si Xueyi said calmly: "But it is his own choice after all, so...it's okay."
Fu Hongyao nodded ignorantly, feeling that there must be a story in it.
Si Xueyi changed the topic and led the horse to chat along the way.
After a while, a large river appeared in Si Xueyi's field of vision, and a little white light appeared in the sky.
"Xiaohongyao, it's almost dawn."
No reply.
Si Xueyi looked back and couldn't help but laugh. The girl had fallen asleep on the horse with her head tilted to one side.
At that moment, Si Xueyi stopped, held the horse's head with both hands, bent down and said with a smile: "Don't move, little red horse, don't even take a step!"
The little red horse was immediately unconvinced. You can be my father, but you can't stop me from running.
It looked at Si Xueyi stubbornly, wondering what I can do to you!
Si Xueyi smiled and said, "I'll kill you if you move."
The dragon-blooded horse was so frightened by this smile that he shuddered. Dad, we can't move if we don't move. Why is it so fierce?