Chapter 95: Nine Warriors and Dragons
Somehow, it rained for three or two days.
Xiao Yan was boiling a pot of tea in the room, using a pen with red ink, waving his hand and not knowing what he was painting on the snow-white silk cloth.
"Crunch......" The door opened, and he looked up, and saw that the man who was waiting for the man to finally come back was putting away the old oil-paper umbrella and placing it lightly in front of the house.
I haven't seen a lot of weight in a few days, but those eyes are like flower branches that are constantly broken in a torrential rain, and they still look bright.
"Coming back?" He smiled at her.
When Jun Wu heard this, he looked at him a little embarrassed.
This voice came back, as if their relationship was very close, she went out for a long time and finally came back, he waited for her for a long time, and said such a generous word.
Although she is not often with Wang Xie, she still keeps a distance from men other than him, and when she gets closer, she feels a little sorry for him. Although there is no marriage covenant, he is recognized as a lifelong partner, and he consciously believes that he must be 100% loyal to the other party.
"Yes." She replied lukewarmly.
Jun Wu walked towards him: "Why are you still here?" â
"Waiting for you."
Jun Wu glanced at his white cloth, and was painting the peach blossoms in the rain outside the window, which was very expressive.
She sat at his table, and Xiao Yan raised his hand to pour her a cup of warm tea.
Jun Wu took it and thanked him, then took a sip and asked, "Xiao Yan, I want Yu Guo." If it were you, what would you do? "I heard that he once served as the prime minister of the Seven Kingdoms, Jun Wu thought that there should be many ghost ideas.
Xiao Yan put down the pen in his hand, propped his head, and stared at her.
The two looked at each other, and the rain outside the window was falling loudly.
After a while, he gently hooked his lips and said, "Our identity, status, influence, and the power that can spread in the Yu Kingdom are different, and my answer may not be useful to you." â
"So, your building?"
"Is that your determination?"
Jun Wu lowered his head and smiled: "March, three months, replace the political blood of Yu State." â
"Why?"
"I've been seeing Chongni these days."
"Oh?"
"I learned from Chongni that after three months, this continent will awaken a force that is thousands of times stronger than the Wu Clan, and that force is the one that once destroyed Chu...... My mother and my father. Similar to the strange power that I once saw with Gongsun Fusheng in Jingchi, and Ji Liangli in my mother's Zhuangzi, it does not belong to the norm in this world. And it had taken away some of my memories, and for some reason, I wanted to get it back from it. â
"My instinct told me that I had to do something right away to get back that part of my lost memory." Jun Wu's eyes looked out the window at the flower branches trembling in the rain, and his thoughts drifted away.
Xiao Yan didn't ask any further, and looked at her hand that was clenching the cup, and he curled his lips.
However, his eyes flashed away something.
The blue snow, which blooms once in ten years, finally blooms at the beginning of spring.
The petals of one leaf are the color of the sea water, which is very clear; Below is the color of the snow, pure and immaculate.
A gust of wind blew, and the upper part of the blue petals resembled the blue fairy pendulum of the goddess, dancing on the snow.
Lan Shu held the porcelain sheng that was holding the purest dew in the morning, looking at the flower, he was a little stunned. And I felt that my heart suddenly underwent a subtle change, becoming extremely peaceful and pure, as if it had been washed.
Standing here, he felt like he was in a different space.
"Snow Blue...... This is Snow Blue. He stretched out his hand to touch it, but because of its holiness, he withdrew his hand as a blasphemy.
The words that I had said to the princess rang in my ears:
"Snow blue it blooms in two polar places in the world, one is a very dark place, and when it comes to the end of the flowers, it can see the epiphany of the future of the world; One is a place of extreme light, connecting the past of the world, walking to the critical point of blooming, and knowing whether the past is right or wrong. However, these two polar regions cannot give birth to the extreme of snow blue blooming, so those who arrive in those two places must also be unexpected. A person who possesses the ultimate snow blue can awaken the greatest spirituality. Once spirituality is awakened, it can influence the world, and when used properly, it can set off a force that can awaken this sinking land, and then bring either great disaster or hope. â
"Why did the princess give me such a rare thing?"
"Because I believe that it has spirituality, and this kind of pure and pure spiritual creature cannot be raised by anyone. And you can. Lan Shu, you are the only person I think can make this holy strange flower bloom the purest flowers and leaves of all the people I have seen, because you have the purest soul. â
"I am a butcher with blood on my hands, and the princess said to me with trepidation."
"I say you are, you are."
ââŚâŚ So, what is the use of it if it is opened? â
"I don't know, I just know that the moment I saw it in the snowy mountains, I seemed to hear its voice. It says: Take me back, you need me, you will need me one day......"
"Okay, I know the princess, since this flower is what the princess needs, and I love it very much, I will do everything I can to make this spirit flower bloom."
A gust of wind blew, and the fragrance of the pure spirit soaked in the smell of snow-capped mountains reached Lan Shu's snort, shaking his eyes, and he woke up suddenly.
"Princess ......" evoked thoughts of Chu Hua, and Lan Shu's eyes were filled with tears for a while.
Drying away the cold tears on his face with his hand, Lan Shu went over and picked up the flower pot, wanting to hide the strange flowers that bloomed in the past ten years for the time being.
It's just that as soon as he turned around, not far away, on both sides of a beautifully trimmed tree that he had moved from the mountain, stood two people who had not even covered their faces, holding long swords in their hands, and with cold murderous intent on their faces.
"Xiang Yi, Xiang Bo."
The swordsman who is one of the best killers in the world, and the mark on his hand is a Yue Ge who can be put together by one person.
It was so strange that he appeared in his small courtyard at this moment.
Lan Shu's elegant and indifferent face wrote a sneer at this time.
Xiang Bo stretched out his hand to him: "Give Xue Lan to us, spare you from dying." â
Lan Shu heard some joke and laughed twice.
He covered the snow blue with a white veil, turned and placed it on the gray stone wall.
Turning around again, his gentle eyes slowly replaced by a stone-like perseverance and coldness, and he slowly pulled out a long sword printed with vines from his cuff.
The gentle and indifferent temperament around him began to change.
No, he was so cold that the spring breeze that had just blown was frozen into a snow-capped mountain and said, "You don't seem to know who to say to again, spare you from death." â
The flowers and leaves on the ground roll up, and the wind falls.
Jun Wu, who seemed to wander aimlessly for a few days in the market of Yu Kingdom, stopped Xiao Yan, who drank tea, listened to music, read small books, and started a business by the way, buying wine and drinking in the market of Yu Kingdom, and returned to Lan Shu's house together.
Before arriving at the Blue Mansion, a pungent smell of blood came.
Jun Wu frowned thickly, looking at the blood stains flowing from the door at the door, and the two doormen who fell at the door.
Jun Wu rushed in, there were not many people in the Lan Mansion, and the few who had seen it before all died in Lan Shu's well-repaired Liyuan at this time. Even the flowers, grasses, stones, and leaves that he had carefully cultivated were all destroyed and cut down in an almost perverted way.
Jun Wu felt a chill from the soles of his feet.
She couldn't help shouting, "Uncle Xiaolan, Uncle Xiaolan!" Lan Shu! Lan Shu! â
The entire Blue Mansion was immersed in a bloody silence after being slaughtered, which made people feel daunted.
Xiao Yan followed Jun Wu not far away, looking at this originally extremely beautiful courtyard, he also frowned at this time, and gave birth to a kind of disgust for tyrannical things.
All of the Lan Mansion was searched by Jun Wu, and she had some impressions that everyone from the housekeeper to the little maid died, but Lan Shu's body was not found.
Standing in front of the strange tree that had been cut to pieces in this garden, which had amazed her the most, Jun Wu raised her head and clenched her fists tightly.
Xiao Yan walked around the garden carefully, and according to the traces of killing inside, the scale of the people who washed and killed Lan Shu's Mansion should be not small, and strangely there were no footprints left.
How to say...... Like a bunch of footless ghosts.
It's chilling to think about.
Xiao Yan walked to Jun Wu's side and comforted: "I haven't seen Lan Shu's body, he shouldn't be dead yet." â
Jun Wu: "How big do you think it is that you were caught?" â
"Half, half."
After a pause, Xiao Yan reminded: "Lan Shu was also a famous general, but he was not a florist who only planted flowers and plants in the impression that he would like. â
Jun Wu nodded.
"Do you notice anything else missing from this garden?"
Xiao Yan looked at the tree that had been cut down very regrettably: "That rare and rare flower." â
Junwu: "Snow Blue." â
Lan Shu's sudden disappearance, as well as his possible murder, caused a certain amount of turmoil in Jun Wu's psyche.
She naturally linked Lan Shu's disappearance to the mysterious killer organization that had hunted down Allure, hunted her down, and seemed to be looking for something.
Jun Wu wanted to see them.
This time, she wants to step into their darkness and confront them head-to-head in the darkness to know what their purpose is. Although she may be able to guess that there is some connection with Chu Hua's death twenty years ago, Yu Kingdom, and even the entire continent. But she still didn't know what they were looking for.
But what they were looking for seemed to be the same as what she had left from Qiu County.
Her instincts struck her more and more intensely.
In front of the bonfire in the middle of the night, Jun Wu summoned Danqing out.
The bonfire casts the dragon's shadow on the stone wall, and the earth is a little weird.
Jun Wu looked up at Danqing.
From the moment it appeared, she had been wondering: why is there a legendary dragon in this world? Why is she in Qiu County? Why did it recognize her as its master?
Although she had always carried it, she had never stopped doubting this 'god-like' creature.
Danqing was in her eyes, and the dragon's eyes were swaying from side to side, a little dodgy.
Jun Wu finally opened his mouth and asked it: "Derpy, who are you who created the 'dragon' that came out of zĂ o?" His eyes changed for a moment.
Danqing's longan eyes were in the campfire, showing some horror, and he looked at it far more clever than the person who created it had expected, the new owner.
"Whew......" A dragon roared through the world.