When Dugu Baitian once again set foot on the land of the Qingfeng Empire, he felt filled with emotion. He had traveled thousands of miles from the Han and Tang Empires to the Qingfeng Empire and in just a few short months, so many things had happened.
"Nangong, Nangong, I, Dugu Baitian, am back again."
This time he rebelled against Qingfeng and Dugu Baitian did not make as public a show of martial arts as the last time. Now that he heard the devil, his color changed. He did not want to cause a huge sensation before he arrived at the Nangong family. Just like when he went to the Xinming Empire, he traveled quietly.
On this day, when he was passing by a small town for dinner, he suddenly heard a commotion under the restaurant.
"It's this old beggar again, get rid of him!"
"Who wouldn't be annoyed if we have to eat and drink again every day?"
"Okay, how dare you snatch him and beat him to death?"
"Hit me hard."
"Oh, shopkeeper, please stop beating me. If you continue to beat me, this old beggar will die."
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Dugu Baitian wanted to go down and take care of it, but he shook his head. There are too many things like this in the world. Can you take care of one thing or many? What if you don't come across it this time? Thinking of this, he didn't leave.
But the noise downstairs couldn't calm down for a long time. In this cold winter, an old man was beaten for a bite of food to survive. Dugu Baitian felt a little sour in his heart and decided to go and take care of it.
An old man of about sixty years old was lying on the ground, holding only two snatched steamed buns in his arms. Three or four young men beat and kicked his dry body and rolled around.
Dugu Baitian looked at it with eyes split open and shouted: "Stop."
The few violent waiters stopped when they heard this. The shopkeeper next to him smiled apologetically and said, "Haha, this guest has disturbed your meal. We will drive this old beggar away immediately."
Dugu Baitian's face was as dark as water and he said coldly: "Do you still have the humanity to deal such a harsh hand to such a lonely old man?"
The shopkeeper stammered: "He...he robbed the steamed buns here."
"Then it wouldn't be so harsh, right? You could just drive him away. Why are you treating him like this?"
At this time, the old beggar on the ground stood up tremblingly and said: "Yue'er... Yue'er... I can't find that heartless man... I can't find that heartless man... I'm hungry... I'm hungry...
"As he spoke, he chewed the steamed bun in his hand.
When Dugu Baitian heard his words, the word "Yue'er" boomed in his mind, and his mind was shaken. He suddenly thought of Situ Mingyue.
Looking at the old beggar in front of him, he shook his head and said to himself: "How is it possible that Yue'er has been taken away by his uncle, the Blood Emperor? How is it possible that the person in front of him is the Blood Emperor?"
The old beggar in front of me had unkempt hair and stains on his face that obscured his original appearance. His old, muddy eyes were dull and dull. At first glance, he was a man without any skills.
"Haha, it's delicious... it's delicious... I'm not hungry anymore..." The old beggar was obviously a little confused and spoke like a child. He almost ate two steamed buns and turned around and walked out.
The shopkeeper and several waiters of the restaurant were intimidated by Dugu Baitian's power and did not embarrass the old beggar any more and allowed him to leave.
Dugu Baitian was dumbfounded for half a minute, feeling vaguely uneasy in his heart. He dropped a piece of broken silver and hurriedly chased after him.
In the cold wind, an old man walked and disappeared at the corner of the street.
Dugu Baitian quickly chased after him and arrived behind the old man in an instant. He did not alert the old man and just followed him quietly.
In this way, an old man and a young man walked out of the small town in the biting cold wind. The old man seemed not to notice that there was a person following him as he walked towards the wilderness, gradually leaving the plains and entering the mountains and forests.
Dugu Baitian became more and more suspicious. How could an old beggar walk into the mountains and forests during this snowy season? His heart became increasingly uneasy.
The old man walked on the snow, turning left and right in the forest, making "creak" and "creak" sounds, and finally came to the foot of a mountain.
A strange feeling arose in Dugu Baitian's heart, and he couldn't tell what it felt like.
"Is this...is it really Yue'er?" He was extremely shocked.
The old man walked into the cave and murmured: "Yue'er, I'm back... I can't find it... I still can't find it... Huh... I can't remember who I'm looking for."
Hearing this, Dugu Baitian could no longer hold back and strode into the cave. Using the light shining through the cave entrance, he could see clearly what was going on inside the cave.
The cave is not very deep and the deepest point is only three feet away from the cave entrance. The ground is covered with thick thatch. It seems that the old man has lived here for some time. It is not far from the small town and there are no large beasts. Otherwise, the old man will be really in danger.
The old man was facing away and talking to a woman lying on the thatch, "Who am I? Why can't I remember? Yue'er, tell me..."
Dugu Baitian rushed over and almost fainted after seeing the appearance of the woman on the ground.
The woman in front of her turned out to be Situ Mingyue. Situ Mingyue had her eyes closed tightly and her face was extremely pale, but her expression was unusually peaceful, like a sick beauty sleeping soundly with insufficient energy and blood.
Dugu Baitian shouted: "Yue'er jumped over at once."
He hugged Situ Mingyue tightly from the ground and couldn't help but shed tears. Growing up, he rarely shed tears, but at this moment, his tears rolled down like a bursting dam.
"Is this a dream? Is this real? God please stop teasing me!"
He hugged the cold body tightly in his arms for fear that it would disappear if he let go.
The withered old man next to him saw Dugu Baitian picking up Situ Mingyue who was on the ground and immediately rushed towards him in a hurry. Dugu Baitian stretched out a hand and gently pushed him aside. He was now sure that the man in front of him was mentally unstable.
The person in Qing must be Situ Mingyue's uncle, the Blood Emperor. Undoubtedly, he didn't know why the Blood Emperor became like this.
He gently stroked Situ Mingyue's pale cheek with his hand, feeling an icy chill that made his heart ache.
The joys and laughter of the past, bits and pieces of the past...
However, at this moment, the beauty has returned to Youming, and what he is holding in his arms is just a lifeless body.
Ma'am……
Dugu Baitian is devastated and sad. Who said the devil is ruthless?
The demonic edge behind Dugu Baitian trembled, and a powerful demonic aura poured into his body. Then the demonic aura surged out of his body, and sand and rocks flew throughout the cave.
Crystal tears rolled down his face, and cold words murmured from his mouth: "Gather the aura of heaven and earth to condense the saint, the blood of the devil, I will reunite your soul even if you are shattered to pieces... Sooner or later, one day
I want the blood of the Immortal Valley to fill the sky sooner or later. One day, I want to make the bones of the Immortal Valley pile up like a mountain... I want the holy and demonic blood to spread over every inch of the Immortal Valley. I want the spiritual energy of the angel patrols to gather in the Immortal Valley.
Every inch of space…”
The powerful demonic energy raged in the cave and pushed the old man next to him out. The old man was squeezed by the demonic energy against the stone wall in the cave. The demonic energy continued to surge towards him. Suddenly, his body shook and a blood-red light flashed from his eyes.
The old man's body erupted with an extremely powerful and surging force, and his eyes that were originally cloudy and lifeless were now shining red and fiercely.
The old man quickly rushed towards Dugu Baitian and shouted: "Give me my moon!"
A pair of palms struck Dugu Baitian's back with a dazzling light. At this moment, Dugu Baitian was so heartbroken that he had no time to react to this sudden turn of events. By the time he dodged to the side, the old man's palm was almost on his back.
back.
At this moment of life and death, the magic edge behind him suddenly popped up and blocked the front of his palms.
"Boom!" The old man's palm struck firmly on the ridge of the Demon Feng.
This thunderous strike caused the entire cave to sway and rocks continued to fall from the cave wall.
Although the magic edge blocked most of the old man's skills, some of the power still rushed into Dugu Baitian's body. He couldn't help spitting out a large mouthful of blood and let go of Situ Mingyue in his arms. His body flew out violently.
It hit the cave wall hard and knocked down a bunch of rocks.
Dugu Baitian fainted on the spot and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
If he hadn't already cultivated into a demon body, he would have been dead for a long time. Even his powerful demon body couldn't withstand the terrifying force. He suffered serious internal injuries.
After the old man struck this palm with all his strength, he felt that most of his skill had disappeared into the strange weapon. He was confused for a while. At this time, he was not conscious yet and saw Dugu Baitian flew away. He didn't think twice and picked up Situ who was on the ground.
Mingyue turned around and ran out of the cave.
Dugu Baitian was in coma for a whole day before he woke up. The first thing he did after waking up was to tighten his arms. However, at this moment, his arms were already empty and there was no trace of Situ Mingyue. He shouted: "Yue'er
..." Echoes came from the cave.
Regardless of his serious injuries, he ran out of the cave and walked quickly through the forest.
"Yue'er..."
"Senior Situ..."
"Senior Situ, where are you?"
"Senior Situ, where did you take Yue'er?"
"I am Dugu Baitian. I am here, aren't you looking for me?"
Dugu Baitian's figure walked back and forth in the forest like a ghost. He moved the Divine Step to the limit, leaving his footprints on every inch of land for dozens of miles. He was hoarse, his mouth was dry, and he was so angry that he continued
He spat out a few mouthfuls of blood. Although Dugu Baitian was seriously injured, he couldn't care less at the moment and searched again and again. Yesterday when he saw Situ Mingyue's body in the cave, it was the same as a few months ago.
When there was no change at all, he already had a vague understanding in his heart. Situ Mingyue's spiritual consciousness might be able to be reborn with the help of this corpse. Maybe it wouldn't be as difficult as imagined... maybe...
But now that Situ Mingyue's body had been taken away by the unconscious Blood Emperor, he was filled with panic, wondering if the unconscious old man would make any mistakes that would cause Situ Mingyue to have an accident.
"Why did the Blood Emperor become like this? How did he come here? The magic edge didn't hurt him, right?"
The more he thought about it, the more anxious and exhausted he became. He was so angry that Dugu Baitian fainted again and fell to the snow. The snowflakes gradually engulfed him.