Mars Sword Palace.
Sun Lang sat boldly on the seat of honor at the front of the hall. Princess Ping Yang stood obediently by his side. Wu Hui sat below him with a slightly gloomy expression. Ke Nan and the other disciples of his sect sat to the side with different expressions.
Zhan Zhao was the last to come in. She closed the door and looked around. Then, she walked straight to Sun Lang and stood behind Princess Pingyang, one on the left and one on the right. Her expression was very natural.
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Bao Xiren's eyes revealed surprise. He still didn't know that Zhan Zhao had already found a new boss.
Sun Lang was also surprised, but he soon found the reason.
It appeared!
It was the plot of a third-rate love story!
The brainless female protagonist who separated from the male protagonist because of a misunderstanding took the initiative to throw herself into the arms of the villain in order to take revenge on the male protagonist!
Logically speaking, this kind of plot couldn't be any more bullshit. Because at the end of the story, after experiencing too much torture and hardship, the female lead would definitely recognize her own heart and kick the second male lead away, reconciling with the male lead again. However, the male lead would remember that he had been cheated on, and the bitter second male lead would also feel that he was a big fat fool, while the female lead was just a white lotus who was having fun in the midst of all this.
However, this was not the main point of the problem.
The main point was... I actually have to take on this role?
What a joke!
This Casanova would not do such a shameful thing!
What's more, I have no feelings for this cat-eared girl. At most, I just want to touch her ears and tail!
Sun Lang could not help but glare at Bao Xiren.
Damn it... I betrayed the Sacred Flame Oath of the FFF group and took the initiative to create an opportunity for you bastard to reconcile with Zhan Zhao. What happened in the end?
You created this kind of drama again. At first glance, I know that you screwed up the matter, so that the cat-eared girl gave up on herself and drew a clear line with you.
While he was thinking about this matter, he suddenly heard Wu Hui's voice, "General, can I start?"
Sun Lang had to put aside his private matters for the time being and said, "Please go ahead."
Wu Hui nodded his head in greeting. He was stunned for a moment. Then, he sighed faintly, "These things should have been left to rot in the coffin. Who would have thought …"
He raised his head and looked at the sword rack to the left of Sun Lang. The Mars Sword Palace was the residence of the Fire Radiance Sword Saint, and it was usually taken care of by the Swordsmen. The sword rack in the palace also worshipped the Imperial Army of the Swordsmen, not the Seven Luminaries Sacred Sword. Just like now, the sword of the Imperial Army of the Mars Swordsmen, the Vermilion Bodhisattva Barbarian, was placed there quietly.
The Imperial Army was Houtu's heavy weapon, the sharp blade of the nation. It could give the user extraordinary power. It was the extension of the warrior's limbs, the sublimation of the warrior's spirit, and the most trustworthy comrade-in-arms. Every warrior in the Imperial Army regarded their weapons as more important than their lives. It was because of the Imperial Army that warriors with mortal bodies could stand above the mortal world.
The importance of the sword was self-evident.
Wu Hui had once regarded this top-notch fire element sword as an indispensable treasure in his life. He had once carefully wiped the scorching hot blade of the sword over and over again, and knew every detail of the sword like the back of his hand. He had wielded the sword countless times, to the point that holding the sword had become an instinct. He regarded the Vermilion Bodhisattva Barbarian as his everything … After all, Wu Hui could not have children and had developed a solitary and suspicious personality. In his eyes, he could not trust anyone. Only the Imperial Army in his hands would not betray him.
But not long ago, his Imperial Army had betrayed him.
And it had almost taken his life.
He would never forget the feeling of helplessness when his body was controlled by an evil power, the terror of his body gradually losing its functions and his brain ceasing to think.
As a warrior with vigorous vitality and profound cultivation, he had already achieved great things on the path of martial arts. To be able to manage the Mars Sword Palace as a Swordsmen meant that he had already reached a higher level in the way of the sword and enjoyed the title of a grandmaster. But such a great expert had almost died without a sound.
The fatal killing intent had come from the Imperial Army in his hands.
Perhaps someone only needed to recite an incantation, and the Imperial Army would brazenly kill its master, no matter how powerful the other party's martial arts were … just like killing a dog.
This was too terrifying and too ridiculous.
Wu Hui looked at the Vermilion Bodhisattva Barbarian lying on the sword rack. His eyes no longer had the gentleness and fondness of the past. Toward this Imperial Army, there was only alienation and wariness in his heart. He even wanted to completely destroy it.
"General, Her Highness, Lord Bao, and everyone else …"
He said softly, "Everyone knows that the Imperial Army is the country's dignity, and the Imperial Army is Houtu's strength. Over the past several hundred years, the imperial court has relied on the Imperial Army to sweep across the world and become invincible. They have established the outstanding martial arts of the Celestial Empire. Countless people have trained hard, regardless of winter or summer, just so that they can be nominated for the Martial Arts Examination and be conferred the title of the Imperial Army. From then on, they will soar into the sky and stand above the ordinary people …
"With the Imperial Army, we intimidated the barbarians. We protected the common people, and the country was peaceful. Even when the Sky Demon invaded and seized our territory, it was also the brave soldiers and the powerful Imperial Army that stopped the enemy's advance. The Imperial Army is Houtu's guardian, and the Imperial Army is the source of Houtu's strength. For thousands of years, it has been so. This is the story that you have heard since you were young …"
At this point, the Swordsmen of Mars sighed and looked bitter. "But do you know that in recent years, the imperial weapons have gained new functions and meanings? Not only are they blades and shields, but they are also necklaces, necklaces that tie our lives together. No matter if it is a famous border official or a Wu Jinshi who has just passed the imperial examination, as long as they have an imperial weapon, they will wear a necklace around their neck."
"And the rope of the collar is in the hands of His Majesty."
Wu Hui's tone became gloomy, almost like the deep sigh of a ghost, which was full of horror and coldness. "He only needs to pull back a little and tighten the collar, and your neck will be cut off and you will die without a burial place …"
Sun Lang's expression did not change.
He could feel the shock in Princess Pingyang's heart and hear Zhan Zhao's sudden and rapid heartbeat. He also saw the changes in the expressions of the four famous hunters. These four young people were not shrewd enough. Even Song Huifu, who had the most stupefied expression, showed shock and horror in his eyes.
For a moment, the hall was as silent as death.
Then, Sun Lang broke the silence. He looked at Bao Xiren with great interest. "Everyone, please give some reaction. Why didn't anyone jump out to criticize or refute such an absurd thing?
Aren't you staunchly loyal to the Emperor?
How can you allow Wu Hui to talk nonsense? "
Among the four, Di Huaiying was the oldest. He gently exhaled, his heart still beating wildly. It was difficult to calm down his feelings of panic and shock.
It was not that they were not shrewd enough. It was just that the news was too shocking. It was like a modern person suddenly learning that the Internet was a doomsday weapon used by aliens to exterminate mankind. Who the hell could stay calm?
Di Huaiying was silent for a moment, and then smiled bitterly. "No wonder senior's behavior was so strange … so it was because of this reason. In other words, just now you were almost …"
Wu Hui glanced at Sun Lang, and Sun Lang nodded. Then, the swordsman answered woodenly, "Yes, I was almost killed by my Imperial Army. It was an unforgettable and unbearable memory …"
He thought for a moment, and then a painful expression appeared on his face. He hissed, "It was like you were in a pitch-black world, and under your feet was an endless deep sea. You fell into it and kept sinking. You couldn't see any light, you couldn't hear any sound, and you couldn't feel any heat. There was only endless darkness and coldness surrounding you, gradually robbing you of everything. You were confused and awake at the same time. You couldn't see anything, but you knew that you were gradually dying …"
His tone was wooden and cold, and there was an inexplicable chill in it. It made people feel his despair and fear at that time.
Everyone shuddered at the thought.
Not only were they frightened by Wu Hui's description, but more … they felt sympathy for the death of the rabbit.
The reason was simple.
The Imperial Army … they also had it.
Bao Xiren was in charge of the imperial government, Di Huaiying was in charge of the Supreme Court, and Song Huifu was once a fourth-ranked prosecutor. Many years ago, they and Ke Nan were known as the Four Famous Detectives, and they had the halo of being disciples of the Marquis of Wu. Naturally, they were also assigned to the Imperial Army. Bao Xiren and Di Huaiying later became officials. Song Huifu resigned and lived in seclusion, and Ke Nan wandered the world. Their Imperial Army was not taken back by the imperial court.
On one hand, it was because of the Marquis of Wu. On the other hand, it was also because of the law. They were once famous detectives and had a great reputation. They had solved many cases and made many enemies. Therefore, even if they resigned, the imperial court allowed them to keep the Imperial Army to protect themselves, in case their enemies came knocking on their door.
But now, their hearts sank. They felt that the Imperial Army that they had spent so much time with had become a hot potato. They wanted to throw it away immediately.
Wu Hui saw the change in their expressions and said slowly, "Everyone, don't worry. If I'm not wrong, your Imperial Army is not in any danger for now."
Bao Xiren frowned and said, "You're right …"
A cold light flashed in Ke Nan's eyes. "For now …"
It was the same sentence, but people with different personalities had different points of attention.
Wu Hui turned his gaze back to Zhu Tian Bodhisattva Barbarian on the sword rack and said softly, "My Imperial Army has been tampered with. Your Imperial Army shouldn't be affected, right?"
Bao Xiren said, "My Imperial Army has never left my side."
Di Huaiying and the others nodded. There was almost no martial artist in the world who did not value the Imperial Army. They wanted to hug it even when they were eating or sleeping.
Song Huifu asked, "Tampered with … the Emperor?"
Wu Hui smiled bitterly and nodded. "Of course. Other than the Emperor, who else can make me willingly give up the Imperial Army?"
Ke Nan asked, "What does the Emperor want your Imperial Army for?"
The bitterness on Wu Hui's face intensified. "It's all because of the greed in my heart. I tried to take a shortcut, but I fell into a terrible trap … Martial arts rely on talent and sweat. I should have understood that there's no free lunch in the world. But at that time, I was blinded by greed …"
He sighed and said, "I'll have to start from when the Chi family's second young master became the Fire Radiance Sword Saint overnight …"