Zhuo Yu only felt a flame flowing along his bone marrow. He was stunned for a moment before he realized that the person in front of him was Lu Jiuchen.
Even someone as dignified and solemn as him couldn't help but sneer. He wanted to say something sarcastic, but after thinking about it, he held back.
From beginning to end, he didn't have anything in particular to say to this man.
In the past, when they sat opposite each other, it was just a cup of cold tea and silence.
The sound of horse hooves behind them gradually approached. Zhuo Yu looked back and sneered. He patted the horse under him and said, "Let's go.
You're just a horse. No one will make things difficult for you. "
The horse gave a long neigh, as if it understood, and suddenly rushed toward the diagonal road with him.
The road was extremely difficult to walk on. After a few bumps, Zhuo Yu only felt that the burning pain was even worse. He couldn't hold on any longer. He bent down to touch the horse's head, then suddenly jumped up and lightly tapped the horse's back with the tip of his foot.
In the night, his sleeves fluttered slightly, and then he disappeared into the boundless darkness.
Lin Bing took the lead and rushed into the diagonal road. After running a few steps, he suddenly saw that there was no one on the black horse in front of him!
He was shocked and pulled the reins. The people behind him stopped one after another and looked at each other in surprise.
"Sorcery." Lu Jiuchen had come to his side at some point and looked around. "He's still nearby."
Xi Wan Kingdom actually had a lot of strange sorcery. Some were even transmitted to remote island countries through the sea route. For a long time, it had created a lot of problems for the martial arts world in the Central Plains.
Zhuo Yu himself was a master of sorcery. It was normal for him to have some escape skills.
Lin Bing gritted his teeth and waved his hand. "Spread out and search carefully!"
Zhuo Yu didn't know how fast he was going. He only felt that the fiery heat in his bone marrow was becoming more and more obvious. The needle-like pain on his back was unbearable. He could even clearly hear the sound of his own breathing.
Finally, he stopped in a ruined temple in the mountains. His knees could no longer support the weight of his body. He knelt down and then fell heavily on the dusty ground.
The footsteps of the pursuers seemed to come from far away, and then gradually faded away.
Zhuo Yu forced a smile. Yes, the location of this dilapidated temple was so well hidden that he almost thought that the heavens had not forsaken him.
His consciousness became more and more blurry. He looked at his hand. His arm was exposed under the wide sleeves of his robe, and the green dragon scale pattern on it gradually spread out. It was like a huge python that wrapped around him coldly, making it difficult for him to breathe.
Zhuo Yu staggered to his feet.
He couldn't die here.
He still had a lot of things to do. Those responsibilities and expectations, those hatred and attachment, tightly bound his footsteps.
Suddenly, he felt a chill on his neck. A youth's slightly hoarse voice sounded, "— Imperial Advisor Zhuo."
Zhuo Yu paused and turned his head away.
In the weak candlelight, a young man's face was pale and silent. He suddenly remembered that this was the boy who was running at the edge of the cliff, the Phoenix Seal that the Emperor used as a life-saving talisman.
"Kill me." He laughed. "Why? Can't you do it?"
Mingde's eyes were filled with unspeakable shock.
He looked behind Zhuo Yu.
The wide black robe hung loosely, revealing half of the smooth back.
On that slender and beautiful back, there was an enormous nine-clawed green dragon seal that stretched from the shoulder blade to the back of the waist. It was slowly but firmly spreading along the skin texture!
"What is this?" Mingde took half a step back, his voice trembling. "What is this?"
"It's the Opening Seal," Zhuo Yu said slowly. "You haven't opened it before, and you won't open it again."
Mingde didn't know how to react.
In his eighteen years of life, he only knew that he had this kind of seal. His father had been killed by the Qianwandi, and it was unlikely that the next one would be born.
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However, when he saw the Dragon Seal behind Zhuo Yu today, he felt as if he had seen someone close to him by blood. He didn't know what to do.
Zhuo Yu saw that he did not make a move for a long time, and also did not feel like fighting with him. She also did not feel like fighting with him. Sigma Spring Shell Step Paper Piao Mou Dong Dong Luo Nai Ling Ji Zheng Cheng Du Dong Tan Qiao Nai Chun Yuanzhuo C Plucking Peach Shan Chang Xiu Ah Kongmao Scratching Media Plate Pi Song Dong Wu Wu Si Yan Piao Zhi Jun
Zhuo Yu's voice was a little hoarse because of the pain. "I won't die for the next three days."
"And after three days?"
"The chances are fifty-fifty."
Mingde half-knelt in front of him. "… You … Who are you?"
Zhuo Yu jerked his head up to look at him. His eyes were bloodshot, and his handsome face looked unusually ferocious.
"Poor child …" He smiled softly and gasped. "You don't even know your family, your bloodline, and the power you might have … You don't know anything …"
Before he finished speaking, he blacked out and fell heavily to the ground. A foot suddenly stepped on his ribs. Mingde's voice trembled in pain. "What did you say?
What do you know?
Tell me who you are!
They … the others … Where are the others?! "
Although the pain of opening the seal and having one of his ribs broken by the boy stimulated his nerves, Zhuo Yu still wanted to laugh.
He really did laugh, although his expression was a little twisted and terrifying in Mingde's eyes.
"The others are gone … dead … Only you and us, only you and us, the three of us, nothing else …"
Mingde pulled him up. "Where is the other one?"
"… I didn't find her."
Zhuo Yu looked at him with pity in his eyes. "I came to find her, but you interrupted me."
In a flash, Lin Bing's words flashed through Mingde's mind. Zhuo Yu went to find a woman, and no one could persuade him …
"A person can only open the seal once in his life. If he has someone with the same bloodline as him to protect him, he might be able to survive. If he can't, then he won't be able to live.
If only you were the Dragon Seal … "Zhuo Yu sighed, but his voice didn't sound regretful." … I brought this upon myself. I think in three days, Lu Jiuchen will be here to collect my body. "
Mingde's mind was in a mess. He didn't know what to do. He grabbed Zhuo Yu. "Can I help you survive?"
Zhuo Yu looked at him coldly. "Your father, your people, and your whole family died in my hands. Now you're asking me if you can save me?
Shangguan Mingde, are you crazy? "
Mingde's mind exploded. "It's not Li Ji … it's not Li Ji …"
Wasn't it Li Ji who killed them?
On a winter night last year, Qianwandi thought he was asleep, so he got up and went out. The Rong Shiba outside was talking very softly, as if they were talking about totems.
Ming De resisted the soreness and weakness as he stealthily walked to the door. In a trance, he could only hear Emperor Qian sighing, "… Phoenix Seal had more than a hundred people … Not a single one survived … Truly ruthless …"
The Rong Shiba nodded. "Yes, the nine families were all killed. I could only order people to burn them all."
The Qian Wan Emperor's voice was silent for a long time before he finally said indifferently, "... I don't have any other requests for you. There's only one thing. As long as I'm alive, you can't let anyone know about this.
The Rong Shiba bowed deeply. "I accept the decree."
At that time, Qianwandi didn't know that the person he really wanted to hide was standing a door away. His whole body was cold, and he was trembling unspeakably.
He didn't see the blood of Empress Mingrui, but his father thousands of miles away, that distant and unrealistic little desire was also strangled at the beginning.
He couldn't remember how he walked back to the bed. He couldn't remember how he trembled in that man's arms. He opened his eyes and stared at the luxurious palace in the night. He stayed up until dawn.
He only remembered that at dawn, Qianwandi got up and gently dressed him. He tied his belt with his own hands. It looked like a perfect affection, but in fact, it left an indelible fear in Mingde's heart like a ferocious ghost.
At that time, there was a thought deeply rooted in his heart. It made him restless and desperate.
If she resisted this man, she would probably be killed immediately ….
He was … a demon who would never show mercy.
He didn't dare to tell anyone, and he never dared to ask anyone for confirmation.
This thought was deeply hidden in his heart, deeply rooted. It was like a powerful nightmare that made him often wake up in the middle of the night and unable to sleep.
Zhuo Yu forced himself to sit up and said faintly, "That adulterous emperor of yours?
He hated your father's people to the bone, but he didn't seem to want you to be sad, so he sent troops to rescue you.
But when the Rong Shiba and the others arrived, I had already killed them all. Sometimes, being one step faster and one step slower can lead to a different ending.
But then again, I admire him for being willing to send troops to save the adulterous husband of his wife. "
Mingde took half a step back. "That's impossible."
"More than a hundred people, not a single one survived. So cruel."
"I could only order them to be burned."
Those memories that had been in the past for a long time were like nightmares that had been sealed for a long time. They suddenly surged and almost swept him away.
Was the truth the opposite?
Could it be that the reality that I've been terrified of for so many years is completely different from what I thought it was?
Mingde reached out and tightly hugged his head.
Zhuo Yu gasped for breath, smiling as she sighed, "Actually, we are somewhat related by marriage. My father, the man who passed the Dragon Mark to me, killed the entire Dragon Mark Clan in order to obtain your father's younger sister, your aunt … He was even willing to abandon his own son and daughter for that woman. He threw us deep into the mountains. Fortunately, there was a pack of wolves that raised me …"
Mingde's mind was buzzing. He could barely understand what he was saying.
"I'm going to die." Zhuo Yu said. "I can't find my twin sister with the Dragon Mark. No one can help me get through the opening of the Dragon Mark.
For your aunt, the woman with the Phoenix Mark who was said to be very beautiful, my father was willing to disown his own family. He was willing to kill his own blood relatives. Haha, if he had left behind even one Dragon Mark Clan member, I wouldn't have fallen into this situation today. Do you know that there are almost no clansmen who died because they couldn't open the Dragon Mark?
It's so simple. As long as you drink the blood of your own clansmen, just a small sip, you can get through the opening of the Dragon Mark. After so many years, I'm probably the only one who died because I couldn't drink the blood of my clansmen.
The pain of the opening of the Dragon Mark spread throughout his body. The Azure Dragon Totem slowly opened, bringing with it bone-deep pain.
Zhuo Yu's laughter was close to crying. However, he had no tears, not even a drop.
"My mother, my clansmen, thousands of people with the Dragon Mark, they all died at the hands of your aunt.
She was indeed a very beautiful woman. She was able to bewitch men and seduce them to kill each other for her. Do you know how I killed her later?
You don't want to know. Let me tell you, Shangguan Mingde. If you see the way she died, you'll regret being born into this world! "
Mingde suddenly pounced on him and grabbed him. He kicked him to the ground with his knee. He grabbed his collar and roared, "But what does that have to do with me?
Why do I have to bear all of this?
Why? "
"Because you deserve it!" Zhuo Yu suddenly flipped him over and gave him a fierce slap.
"This is your fate!
You deserve it!
Don't try to be unreasonable and say that you're in pain. If I wasn't a clansman of your clan, how could I bear such a thing?
How could I grow up in a pack of wolves?
How could my twin sister be reduced to such a remote place to suffer? She can't even see a single family member for the rest of her life! "
A man with a Dragon Mark who had a wife and children fell in love with a woman with the Phoenix Mark on the other side of the mountain.
That woman told him that if he wanted to marry her, he had to kill his entire clan, including his wife and children.
The man really did as he was told.
He couldn't bear to kill a pair of twins, so after killing the entire clan, he threw the two babies into the deep mountains.
The girl disappeared from then on, and the boy grew up drinking wolf's milk.
Then one day, a passerby saved him, taught him martial arts, and raised him.
Many years had passed, and one day, the phoenix clansmen on the other side of the mountain opened the door. A black-clothed young man, who had the most handsome face and the coldest eyes in the world, came with a long sword. He came to collect the blood debt from twenty years ago.
No one thought that he was still alive. However, not only was he alive, but he also came back for revenge.
He cut off his father's head. He made the woman who seduced his father live a life worse than death.
He killed everyone, including Shangguan Mingde's biological father.
The reinforcements sent by Qianwandi played the role of a scapegoat. When they arrived, they only saw the back of the God of Death. The name Zhuo Yu ended the legend of the two Celestial Descendants.
No one knew that the destruction of the Celestial Descendants was only because of the beginning of a love tragedy.
Love and destruction accompanied each other, colliding with dazzling brilliance, and then going to destruction together.
The Azure Dragon Seal gradually opened, and the dragon scales had already spread to the back of his hand.
Mingde suddenly stood up and tore open the front of Zhuo Yu's clothes. The position of the dragon claw was gradually approaching his heart.
"Where is your sister?" Mingde's face was pale, and he tightly grasped Zhuo Yu's shoulder. "Speak!
I'll go find her to save you! "
Zhuo Yu slapped him to the ground. "Scram!
You trash!
You should kill me now!
Kill me, do you know that! "
Mingde knelt on the ground.
"Your aunt killed my entire clan, so I'll kill your entire clan!
Do you know how much of your family's blood is on my hands?
Idiot! "
Mingde wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up shakily, walked to his side, and knelt down. "Will it work if you drink my blood?
Hurry up and tell me! "
Zhuo Yu viciously kicked him away. "Scram!
I'll be done for if I drink a mouthful of your phoenix blood! "
"Then hurry up and tell me where your sister is!"
"Shangguan Mingde, are you crazy?!"
"I'm not crazy," Mingde said, his face frighteningly pale, and his voice sounded like ice shards. "I just don't want … to be left alone …"
I just don't want to be left alone in this world.
I don't have a family anymore, and there's no one … like me …
Zhuo Yu slumped to the ground.
This insufferably arrogant, noble and dignified number one expert in the world was now like a child in a pack of wolves. He forced himself to be fierce, but in fact, he couldn't withstand a single blow.
"Mingde," he panted for a while, and calmed down. "I'm in a lot of pain now. If you kill me, I'll be free, do you know that?"
"Yes."
"You're very lucky. You can live on, and even pass on your bloodline, do you know that?"
"Yes."
Zhuo Yu was almost choked with sobs. "I've killed so many people … now I just want to see someone like me live on … I don't have any other hope, do you know that?"
Mingde felt his eyes sting, and his throat seemed to be choked. "But I also don't want to be left alone in this world, do you understand?"
Zhuo Yu tilted her head to look at him, "You're not the same … … Your evil emperor is very good to you. You just have to live well … … Forget about the hatred … … Forget about the previous generation … … Forget about your family, your bloodline, don't live like me … … I'll be very happy … … Do you understand what I mean?
… "
Mingde felt his face become wet, but he didn't know that it was because he was crying.
The strange thing was that he was actually so sad. He didn't feel the shock and hatred after learning the truth, and he didn't feel that the blood debt was real. The only thing he could feel was sadness.
It was as if his entire heart had tightened.
He staggered to his feet and staggered out of the door.
"Zhuo Yu," Mingde said. "If you don't tell me, I can find it myself … there aren't many people in that village, I can always find it … I'll be back here in three days. I don't care if you'll start a war or something, but you can't die now, you can't die … do you hear me?"
Zhuo Yu wanted to say something, but the intense pain made him unable to say a word.
He lay in the weeds of the ruined temple and watched as the youth rushed out the door.
… Could it be that this blood debt still couldn't end with him?
Could it be that he still had to live with this sin on his shoulders?
…
He tightly wrapped his arms around his shoulders.
It was so cold. The warm blood in those memories was like a cold tide, surging wave after wave and drowning his entire body.
He trembled and curled up. The flames crackled on the ground of the ruined temple, casting a vague shadow on the wall.
The shadow slowly walked in.
Zhuo Yu didn't even turn his head. He knew who it was.
Lu Jiuchen walked in front of him and half-knelt down, staring into his eyes.
"What's wrong?" Zhuo Yu asked. His expression was pained, but his eyes were calm. "What's the matter?"
Lu Jiuchen stared at him. "There are other ways to stop the seal, right?"
Zhuo Yu paused and sneered. "What does an outsider like you know?!"
Lu Jiuchen's voice was very calm. "Actually, in your family, some people know how to open the seal, and some don't.
The difference is very simple, and the way to stop the seal is also very simple. It's just that you're lofty and don't want to do it, right? "
Even though this person had always known about the secrets of the forbidden arts … but how did he know about the secrets of the clan?
Zhuo Yu was silent.
Lu Jiuchen moved closer. Now he was almost face to face with Zhuo Yu.
At this distance, they could even feel each other's breathing.
"Zhuo Yu," he said. "Didn't you say that if you wanted to win me over, even if you had to pay the price with your body, it would be just a small matter?"
The crackling of the flames gradually weakened. The night air was like a cold river, slowly sweeping through the small ruined temple in the mountains beyond the Great Wall.
Occasionally, two bird cries could be heard from afar, drifting along with the mountain wind and drifting into the deep valley.