The siege that broke out in this unknown village finally came to an end. The battle process was complicated, but the result was very clear.
Almost all the knights from various factions were killed, but it would not be appropriate to simply attribute this battle to the victory of the demon witch, because there was also a very important person who died.
That is the traitor of the Qingcheng faction, Qingyi Xiaojian, Tianquan.
This news is important news brought by several Jianghu people who pretended to be dead to escape the killing. It can be said that Tianquan's death brings joy to everyone. After his death, at least the righteous way will not lose its face, but the Qingcheng faction
What to think, I don't know.
When the news reached Dongdu, Master Yushu fell into a long silence, and he even put aside matters concerning Shangguan's family and Amao for a time.
Anping waited nervously outside the door for a whole day and night before he saw the somewhat depressed Yushu reappeared.
Later, the Qingcheng Sect also made its voice heard. Tianquan went astray and brought his own destruction. His death is no wonder to all comrades, but his body must be recovered and buried by the Qingcheng Sect.
Although this request can be regarded as a rebellion by the Qingcheng Party to a certain extent, at this time it is no longer a question of whether the two sides should continue to compete in the ring.
Because at the core of this matter, Tianquan's body is still missing. Needless to say, it was Qian Xiaoxiao who took him away.
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Ever since he beat up Lin Jia, Gongsun Huan had been looking forward to the day when he would come to visit him again. Unfortunately, Lin Jia didn't come, and someone who shouldn't have come did.
"Your Majesty the Holy Lady has come all the way to bring glory to my ruined temple. Do you need me to prove to you first whether the person standing here is the Thousand-faced Dharma King of your sect?"
Gongsun Huan was full of yin and yang when he opened his mouth, but Qian Xiaoxiao didn't seem to hear it. She was carrying a human-shaped rolled cloth bag, looked at him coldly and said: "I heard that you can bring people back to life?"
"ha--!"
Gongsun Huan laughed strangely and said in a mocking tone: "You actually believe this kind of nonsense?"
The theory of resurrection from the dead has always been one of the lingering mysteries about the Thousand-faced Dharma King. Even Qian Xiaoxiao, a newcomer who has only been in the Xuantian Sect for a short period of time, occasionally hears similar discussions from the mouths of the protectors.
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For her, this is like a life-saving straw. It is the only visible hope for her now in the abyss.
Seeing that she didn't seem to be sarcastic, Gongsun Huan slowly softened his tone and said, "Even if this is the case, Your Majesty the Holy Lady, do you have any advice?"
"I want you to save someone."
Qian Xiaoxiao's words were concise and concise. She put down the cloth bag behind her. Gongsun Huan, who had been traveling for many years, could tell at a glance that there was someone inside, and it was most likely a corpse.
He understood what the other party meant, and with a flick of his hand, the cloth bag was torn open a small opening. Gongsun Huan lowered his eyes and frowned immediately.
After a moment, he sneered: "Your Excellency, Saintess, let alone whether I have the ability to teach people to bring people back to life, you brought this person, his breath was completely gone and his body was stiff. I'm afraid even a deity coming down to earth wouldn't be able to save him.
"
Qian Xiaoxiao raised his eyes slightly, and in his eyes, the long-silent death aura was instantly infiltrated with the madness of killing. Gongsun Huan only felt a gust of wind blowing by, and his whole body rose into the sky, and he felt a flash of spinning.
Then, the pain caused by the gravel behind him seemed to be strangely delayed.
When he came back to his senses, Gongsun Huan had been pinned to the ground by Qian Xiaoxiao, and one foot easily stepped on his chest, causing a trace of blood to ooze from the corner of his mouth.
The late-arriving swordsmen in black around them all flew backwards as soon as they met. Qian Xiaoxiao proved her strength in an instant. With just one thought, she could easily take Gongsun Huan's life.
"Ahem - Your Excellency Saint, don't worry about this. Don't forget, we are in the same group."
It is common for people to lower their heads under the eaves. Gongsun Huan didn't notice anything. He raised his hands as if to beg for mercy, but Qian Xiaoxiao didn't appreciate it. In desperation, he had to say -
"Okay, okay - I understand what Your Majesty the Saint means. This person, I will find a way for you."
His kind words made Qian Xiaoxiao finally give up his murderous intention. After getting up from the ground, Gongsun Huan untied the cloth bag and saw the true appearance of the corpse. Sure enough, it was Tianquan.
Although Gongsun Huan prides himself on his natural talent, he is not a arrogant person. The method of "resurrecting the dead" does exist, but the conditions for its use are extremely stringent, and even one of them cannot be used. Obviously, Tianquan's situation does not meet the requirements at all.
But Qian Xiaoxiao was nearby, and Gongsun Huan had no doubt that if he couldn't save the person alive, he would probably have to go down and accompany him. The madman's sanity could not be judged by common sense.
However, although he was forced to a dead end, Gongsun Huan still did not completely succumb to the instinct of survival at this moment. This was also his nature. Matters of life and death were not that important in his eyes.
Facing Tian Quan, who had been dead for a long time, Gongsun Huan's words just now were not purely to comfort Qian Xiaoxiao. There are many ways to resurrect a person, and coincidentally, he also knew that one of them was applicable to Tian Quan today.
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Many years ago, Gongsun Huan met an old man who was obsessed with puppet tricks. Although he scorned the other man's ideas, the method of creating eternity based on perishable flesh and blood was deeply engraved in his mind.
in mind.
The world believes that people have three souls and seven souls, and once they die, their souls will fly away. Gongsun Huan strongly agrees with this theory, so he must always save people as soon as possible.
Judging from Tian Quan's body, this young man had been dead for a long time, and his soul might have already returned to the underworld, so Gongsun Huan had to use another way to save him.
"Holy girl, I can help you save people, but you need some materials... Don't worry, I won't embarrass you. Those are common things. With your martial arts, it will definitely be more than enough to get them."
Gongsun Huan said and clapped his hands. Two swordsmen in black barely got up from the ground and limped away Tian Quan's body.
Qian Xiaoxiao stood silently and did not speak. This wordless silence gave people a great sense of oppression. If it were not Gongsun Huan here, but anyone else, I am afraid that he would be unable to restrain his fear at this moment, and
She took action.
Gongsun Huan was still stable. After the next errand, he suddenly remembered something and asked Qian Xiaoxiao: "Your Majesty the Holy Lady, this time you slaughtered all those righteous knights. It can be said that you are famous."
The world."
After the praise, Gongsun Huan suddenly said seriously: "I heard that the Holy Lady killed several disciples of the Emei Sect this time. Speaking of which, I still have some grudges with the Emei Sect. If they come to seek revenge, can you please raise your hand, the Holy Lady?
Don't kill them."
Qian Xiaoxiao did not answer, but just turned his eyes. Gongsun Huan smiled lightly and said: "It's nothing, it's just that I want to settle this grudge personally, so I would like to ask Your Majesty the Holy Lady to let me handle it."