The whole body was in hot pain, this was the only thought in Chu Xianzhao's heart, and he opened his eyes with difficulty,

It hurt, it hurts, it hurts, his whole body is burning and aching, he feels like his fingers have been cut off, the pain in his arm is indescribable, his head is wrapped in linen, the darkness around him is not clear, he can only hear the sound of people walking back and forth, and their laughter

As the third prince of Da Yin, he has never experienced such humiliation, and he has never tasted such pain.

These days, he was tied to a horse, witnessing one war after another, he cried and cried, until he heard the laughter of the rebels in the west, he couldn't even secrete saliva in his mouth, his head was groggy, and he seemed to be having a high fever, he finally understood Su Weiyin's feelings, and people laughed at him wherever he went.

The sack on his head was suddenly removed, and the sudden firelight made him blind suddenly, and Su Changqing's face slowly approached him: "You are awake, Your Royal Highness the Third Prince, come here, give food to His Royal Highness the Third Prince." ”

Immediately, someone picked up a wooden bucket and threw it on the boy, and the dirt inside emitted the stench of Chu that he couldn't help but vomit: "Ahem, cough, cough, ......" Su Changqing put his foot on his back and chuckled: "I really want your father and sister to see what you look like now, the ugliness of the eagle struggling in the sewage." ”

"I'm going to kill you...... I'm going to kill you......" Chu Xianzhao's eyes were red, and he repeated this sentence.

Since Su Changqing defeated the great priest Guo Yu, the Xilin rebels burned the vicinity to the ground, and finally saw the entrance passage to the Xilin Sword Warehouse, the craftsmen even built a stone ladder to facilitate people to go down, and now Su Changqing finally saw the magnificent gate, but unfortunately only Chu Xianzhao could open this gate.

"No, you can't. He patted him on the cheek, picked up the skull on the ground and played with it: "If you had done what I told you earlier, these hundreds of people would not have died." ”

If I let you open the Xilin Sword Library, thousands of people in the Yin Kingdom will die, Chu Xianzhao thought to himself. Because of the long binding, all the limbs were numb, but everything was okay, and he was relieved to find that the high priest was sitting not far from him, and his limbs were tightly bound by hemp rope, but he was still alive, and he comforted himself, although his face was pale like a dead man.

His sword was still there, wrapped around Su Weiyin's waist, Chu Xianzhao was in a trance, his hand swayed on his back, scratching his wound, his left eye was so swollen that he couldn't open it, the place where Su Weiyin injured him in the previous fight was inflamed, but the most painful place was still his arm, which was as hot as if he had been burned by fire.

He had a dry throat and couldn't eat, and they only gave himself water and dregs along the way, and he was so hungry that he couldn't stand it anymore, and the rebels from the west gave him a bowl of hot porridge, and he shivered and grabbed it and ate it, which caused the surrounding people to laugh, which was particularly harsh. "This is horse manure, His Royal Highness the Third Prince," Su Changqing told him. Chu Xianzhao was too hungry, so he didn't pay attention, they repeatedly humiliated their dignity and took Yinguo

The corpse of the soldier was tied to the horse's tail and dragged all the way, leaving a tragic and bright red scar.

Thinking of all this, his heart was suddenly seized by a wave of madness. He slammed into the hilt of the sword on Su Changqing's waist and pulled it out awkwardly, everyone was looking at him, the sneer on his face lingered for a long time, and he thought to himself, I want to hold the weapon in my hand and kill this bastard, or be killed by him. But it didn't work. Su Changqing walked in front of him with his hands on his back, and Chu Xuanzhao, who was full of strength, just couldn't hit, and finally lost his balance and stumbled forward, Su Changqing tripped his calves, causing him to fall to the ground.

He finally stepped forward to teach him a lesson, and kicked the long sword away from his weak hand: "You can't beat me, Chu Xianzhao, don't you understand after so many times? Even your brother is my defeated subordinate." If you seek death, I will be happy to accompany you after opening the door of the sword storehouse. ”

"You...... Dream. Chu instantly summoned him and spat hard in the face.

"Along the way, many people persuaded me to kill you, they told you that as long as I kill you and seize the king's breath in your body, my strength will be on a higher level, and even Emperor Yin will not be my opponent at that time......" Su Weiyin tried his best to say in a low and flat voice: "But now that we have come to the Xilin Sword Library, I don't have to pay attention to anyone anymore, your father is just another revenant soul under my sword......" He suddenly burst out and pinched Chu Xianzhao's cheek fiercely:" I want you to watch, watch how I killed your father, raped your sister, and threw your brother to feed the dogs, just like you did to my family ten years ago!"

"I'm not going to do anything for you, kill me now. Chu Xianzhao said viciously

"No, no, no, I don't kill you largely because of my sister, who likes you. If she knew that you died at my hands, she would hate me forever, and you now remind me of myself many years ago, the same weakness and powerlessness, all I want you to live, live to receive this humiliating gift. Su Changqing said.

"A demon like you still cares about his sister?"

Su Changqing sighed lowly, looked up at the stars in the sky, and was silent for a while: In war, everyone has the right to fight to the death, your brother wanted to kill me, but I killed them all for the purpose of self-preservation, what is wrong? The people of Xilin originally had a very happy home, until your army destroyed all this. You will never understand the humiliation of the ruins of the country, and when you really lose your dignity, you will not care if you are a human being or a demon. ”

"Are you blaming all this on our heads?" Chu Xianzhao sneered: "Where are we not sorry for you? Father, where is he sorry for you? We gave you a home, but you will always sulk in the corner." ”

"If you are not of my race, your heart will be different, I have long understood this truth, this is what your father doesn't seem to understand, otherwise he would have gotten rid of me and my sister a long time ago. We are kings, kings above all people, and we don't need alms from others, or we are high

On the stage, if we roar and die, we can only have these two endings. Su Changqing said lightly.

"That's why you lost ten years ago to our Yinguo Iron Riders, all because of your madness, if he wasn't so crazy, your people in the west would not have died so much, you wouldn't have the defeat you did ten years ago, your people wouldn't have lost their homes, all of this was destroyed by your own hands...... You have destroyed with your own hands what your fathers had built. Chu instantaneously laughed at him, and the pleasure of revenge surged in his heart.

"No, it's not because of my father's madness, killing one person is guilty, killing ten thousand people is the king, the king is originally a madman, and the person who can't figure out the situation is you. We will fail because we are too weak, far away in the southern continent of the Qing'an Dynasty, the madness of the successive Qinghuang emperors is beyond your imagination, they throw sinners to feed the dragon, and watch them with joy as they are devoured by the dragon. There is also the Yanfu royal family, they are close to their relatives, and regard them as noble and pure, they commit one thing after another in the eyes of the world's scholars, and no one will stand up and say half a sentence about them. Su Changqing clenched his fists suddenly: "This is power!"

Chu Xianzhao was silent and smiled wordlessly, he looked at the man in front of him who should have been the most familiar to him, but the most strange, Su Changqing's image became more and more blurred in his eyes, and he suddenly didn't know what he wanted, revenge, power, also crazy, or all three. He is cold and noble, but he is extremely lonely, how has he spent the past ten years in Yinguo, he can look into the distance in silence, like a philosopher on a high platform, and he can tear off his face and talk about war and ** with you like now.

"You are very pitiful......" Chu Xianzhao said for no reason

"Soon it will not be us who will be pitied, but you. We, the people of Xilin, have lost too much dignity, have endured too much pain, and have suffered too much fear, and what I want is that everyone in Xilin can live with dignity. He turned his head to look at the soldiers he had brought with him, and the rebels were silent, with no expression on their cold faces.

"You held the blade of your talent, but you were bruised all over your body. Su Changqing whispered, and then laughed again, laughing very easily.

"You are wrong! You killed my grandfather, even if you defeat the Yin Kingdom, the wrath of the Golden Horde, Shuyue, and the Bottle Kingdom will chase you to the ends of the earth, and your head will eventually be planted on the flagpole, and the people of the West will suffer an even more painful situation, and they will never be able to turn over!"

"It seems that there will be more and more enemies of mine, okay, now that you are awake, I have given you a chance to live, and you will have to pay the same price to summon the forbidden spell in your body, otherwise I will cut off your skin layer by layer. ”

Chu Xianzhao shook his head, his gaze firm and cold.

"Very good, that's what I want to do, bring a few of them. Su Changqing commanded, and the rebels in the west dragged more than a dozen women to Chu Xianzhao with kicks and beatings, and those women just wanted to resist, rebels

They tore the beaten women to the ground with two of them, and drew their swords and let them pounce again, these women were camp prostitutes in the reconnaissance camp,

The camp prostitutes were frightened, and gradually regained their composure, cringing and sitting on the ground with their shoulders crossed, their whole bodies almost naked in front of this Chu Xuanzhao, and tried their best to cover their bare chests with broken strips of cloth.

And so they fell to their knees in the dust. Judging by their age, they were no more than cardamom girls, their brocade clothes were covered with blood and dust, and their arms and thighs were bruised.

Su Changqing pinched the cheek of one of the camp prostitutes and kicked her under Chu Xianzhao: "Do you know who the person in front of you is?" His Royal Highness the Third Prince of Da Yin, one of the heirs to the throne of the future Yin Kingdom, and the protector and leader of the entire territory of the Yin Kingdom——"

"Now, Third Prince Chu, stand up for me and open the entrance to the Xilin Sword Vault, or I will kill this stupid woman. ”

The woman's eyes widened in horror and looked around at a loss, Chu Xianzhao was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at the woman in his arms, looking a little sad. Then the blade of the sword pierced her throat, blood splashed half of Chu Xianzhao's body, the woman's gaze gradually dimmed, Chu Xianzhao screamed and pushed away her corpse "Crazy man...... You madman......"

"I know you're not afraid of death, but what about them, they're your people, are you willing to watch them die?" he grabbed another girl and threw her in front of Chu Xuanzhao, the Dragon Bird Sword was raised again, and the blade fell again in Chu Xuanzhao's consternation.

"Hurry up and choose, Third Prince Chu, in the end, you will open the door and watch them die-" He raised his sword again.

"Don't-don't-"

"That's not the answer I wanted!"

Blood splattered!

In the end, he was tortured by fear and almost lost his mind, he threw himself on the body of the last small camp prostitute, and hugged her tightly, for fear that she would die under his sword in the next second, Su Changqing looked at the women in the pool of blood, and said softly: "It's all your fault." ”

"I'll open the door for you, I'll open the door for you...... Don't you kill them...... No. Chu Xuanzhao stiffly let go of his hand and walked towards the gate of the West Sword Vault in despair.

Su Changqing suddenly laughed, kicked over the corpses under his feet, stepped on their blood, and looked up at the hundreds of feet of giant gate: "At the entrance of the sword depot in the west, my father left the biggest secret, our salvation, our hope." ”

In the bloody wind, the pitch-black giant gate looked at them indifferently.

Decades ago, all the secrets of the King of the West, all the madness, were about to come to the surface.

Chu Xianzhao put his palm against the giant gate, and Su Changqing walked up to him and whispered: "Your father is an old fool, but I'm not, the forbearance of the past ten years is just for this moment, at this great moment, I need a person from the Chu royal family to witness for me." ”

Chu Xianzhao's face was full of tears, and he silently urged the king's breath in his body, and the forbidden spell appeared on his skin, forbidden

The spell slowly seeped out of his skin and floated into the air, and ancient nicks began to appear on the moss-covered giant door, spreading out in all directions like steel thorns, and the whole space was in a huge tremor, and in an instant the entire gate was covered by the grand and delicate forbidden spell.

"This is the most delicate ......and closest to the language of God and Buddha in the world," Su Changqing sighed softly: "This door itself is made of the Fallen God Steel Sword, in order to build it, my father summoned Wu You, who is in the west of the whole realm, and the forbidden spell rubbed by Wu You, which has been passed down from generation to generation, is printed on this gate, and then, with Wang Xi, a solemn and dense dustless array is laid out. ”

The moss on the giant door gradually dissipated, and the true face of the giant door was exposed to everyone, a combination of beauty and ugliness, and the giant door itself was cold and hard, with many spikes and barbs, like a miracle.

Su Changqing sighed, and when he looked at Xia Li, his eyes were full of teasing: "You should thank me for letting you experience such a solemn and sacred moment." ”

"Su Changqing, what exactly do you want me to do?" Chu Xianzhao clenched his fists, and a burning pain came from his arm.

"Open this door, with your blood, only the blood of the king can open the door of the Xilin Sword Vault. ”

As he spoke, his voice paused, and he put his sword on the body of the last camp prostitute, and his eyes were full of mockery: "Do as I say, you waste." ”

Chu Xianzhao lowered his head and pondered, and after a long time, lava-like anger flowed in his pupils.

Die!

At that moment, Chu Xuanzhao clenched the hilt of the sword on the giant gate, and then pulled it out suddenly, like sparks flying in an instant.

Anger stirred up his strength, and he roared madly and stabbed this sword, which was as swift as lightning and roared like thunder.

Su Changqing's smile froze, and Chu Xianzhao's broken sword was filled with rich royal breath.

In an instant, Su Changqing's arm was pierced by the broken sword, and scarlet blood gushed out from the wound, flowing on the blade of Chu Xianzhao's face, and instantly evaporated into a cloud of blood mist, Su Changqing didn't care about being pierced through his arm, and slowly leaned his face over.

"It's too slow, you piece of shit. ”

Su Changqing clenched the blade, pressed against the boy's pale cheek, and whispered: "You can't hurt me, this is the power given to me by the right star of the heavenly disk...... Immortal King's power, my self-healing ability is thousands or hundreds of times stronger than yours!" In the sound of flesh and blood, Su Changqing's smile became more and more hideous, he broke Chu Xianzhao's wrist, and the huge pain in an instant made the young man bend down, and the whole person could barely breathe.

In the incomparably suffocating pain, he raised his head and saw Su Changqing slowly and methodically pull out the broken sword, pink steam emitted from his arm, and the wound disappeared in the blink of an eye, like a new life

"Come on, Third Prince of Chu, don't run away from all this anymore. ”

With that, he lifted his neck and lifted him high against the giant door, the spikes of the door pierced his back, suffocating him with pain.

"Ahhhh!!!h

Su Changqing nailed him to the giant gate, and at that moment, Chu Xuan's voice seemed to be like the cry of ten thousand ghosts.

He could feel the blood in his body draining rapidly, the giant gate was greedily sucking up the blood, and the wounds on his body were as painful as if they had been burned by fire after being torn repeatedly

Chu Xianzhao screamed like a coward, and the blood on his body stretched up like a creature, submerging into the giant gate little by little.

The spikes on the giant gate flew to the ground, and the blood-soaked giant gate began to vibrate, like a tangible wave rushing towards the four scrolls.

The forbidden spell that had been dormant for decades was reactivated. The rushing blood gradually disappeared from the door, and the red steam evaporated.

Su Changqing looked at all this with excitement and his voice began to tremble, and finally the vibration stopped, and Chu Xianzhao's blood soaked the texture of the giant gate, as if it had disappeared into the soil, but the sound of cracking gradually sounded.

I have been waiting for this moment for ten years, and this ten years of forbearance finally turned into indescribable excitement, he left the young man who was no longer useful, and feverishly stroked the lines on the door, father, mother, have you seen it? Chu Xiaohua, you didn't expect such a day, everything in the sword library does not belong to you, this is the power of our Su clan!

As if he had gone mad, he drew his dragon sparrow sword and slashed at the gate again and again, and the crack gradually spread and spread, and he burst into tears with excitement.

At this moment, the door to the Xilin Sword Vault was opened, and a dazzling firelight shot out.

A blazing air flow gushed out from the crack in the door, and the door opened suddenly, and the air flow blew a loud whistle, causing the surrounding temperature to rise sharply, Su Changqing opened his arms, and let the scorching air blow through his arms, and the imperial robe was like a bird.

Hundreds of pillars of fire above his head lit up at the same time, illuminating the inside as bright as the imperial palace hall, and the sudden strong light pierced Chu Xianzhao and couldn't open his eyes

"Take a good look at everything inside with your mortal eyes," Su Changqing's voice was like a bronze bell in an ancient temple: "Everything inside, all the secrets, everything that the people of my west have exchanged for their lives and miracles, the ultimate weapon to destroy your Yin Kingdom, even the gods and Buddhas in the sky will be afraid!"

At that moment, what was buried under the king's soil was re-revealed.

Chu Xianzhao lowered his head slowly, his eyes were filled with firelight, and his gaze could penetrate directly to the bottom of the cave. The feeling of standing in the abyss and looking up at the night dome was only him staring at the ten thousand swords in the magma, and ten thousand pairs of red eyes were looking at him.

He shuddered: "Oh my God...... This ......"

Whoever gets the sword vault is the king!

(End of chapter)