Chapter 127: Memories of the Wolf Head
Lu Jue's clear pupils contracted for a while, and he looked at Yang Guang and then frowned, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked softly in confusion.
"Thank me?"
At this moment, Yang Guang's personality changed greatly, cracked the corners of his mouth, raised his hand to wipe the blood on his cheeks, and gently sucked, the salty smell of blood made him even more excited.
"Come on, let me appreciate the power of the Grandmaster powerhouse!"
Yang Guang waved his long knife, and a dash slashed directly at Lu Jue, and the whistling wind buzzed.
Lu Jue hurriedly swung his sword against it, and Yang Guang's sword technique at this moment changed greatly, as if he had changed a person.
All kinds of tricky and cold angles desperately slashed towards Lu Jue's death hole, faster and faster, and the force became bigger and bigger.
There was a fierce collision of swords, and the strength was full of energy, and for a while, the two of them exploded around them, and dust and debris flew in the air.
Bang!
A loud bang exploded between the two of them, which was almost invisible to the naked eye.
"What? Are you reluctant to use all your strength? ”
After the two dispersed, Yang Guang sneered at Lu Jue with a cruel smile, just after the battle, Lu Jue defended desperately, without the slightest intention of attacking, which obviously made Yang Guang feel unhappy in his heart.
"Stop!"
Just as Lu Jue gasped slightly and opened his mouth, a shout came from afar.
Chen Pingwu was followed by many officers and soldiers, and hurried over.
In the center of the crowd, Feng Yewu and others also rushed over, and immediately the officers and soldiers of the Shence Battalion lined up and surrounded Lu Jue and Yang Guang.
"Your Majesty!"
Lu Jue saw Feng Yewu walking out surrounded by everyone, and hurriedly collected his sword and saluted.
Yang Guang on the side stood quietly, looking at the people who came with a smile on the corner of his mouth, indifferent.
"Bold Yang Guang, why don't you salute when you see Your Majesty?"
Wei Nanqi stood beside Feng Yewu, saw Yang Guang with an arrogant face, and scolded loudly.
"No need."
Feng Yewu raised his hand, interrupted Wei Nanqi, and then looked at Lu Jue and Yang Guang.
Although Lu Jue was a little embarrassed at this moment, he was not injured, but Yang Guang was covered in blood and looked a little desolate.
Seeing that Lu Jue was not injured, Feng Yewu felt a lot more relieved, and did not care about Yang Guang's attitude.
... ...
"It's not good, it's the emperor!"
Zhao Xiyan saw many officers and soldiers and Feng Yewu, and immediately exclaimed in a low voice, and then he was about to pull the wolf's head into the cave.
The wolf head didn't care about Zhao Xiyan's panic at all, and said indifferently.
"What are you afraid of, at such a distance, unless there is a saint among them, they can't detect us."
After speaking, the wolf's head turned around and leaned against the stone wall, although he didn't care, he didn't bother to look at it.
"It's really boring, now that the female emperor is here, it should be over later."
Hearing the wolf's words, Zhao Xiyan was slightly stunned, and he also understood in his heart, after all, Lu Jue was successfully promoted to grandmaster, and with so many officers and soldiers present, Yang Guang was doing what he was intentionally doing, and it was difficult to act.
"By the way, senior, why do you know about the twins?"
Zhao Xiyan felt that there would naturally be no surprises in what happened to Lu Jue and Yang Guang, so he simply followed back to the cave, thinking of the twins that the wolf head had just mentioned, so he asked strangely.
The wolf's head did not speak, and was silent with the night.
"Let's get some rest, then."
Zhao Xiyan saw that the wolf head did not reply, shook his head helplessly, sighed softly, and then leaned sideways against the wall to prepare to rest.
After all, so many things happened in one night, and the people who beat them with iron were afraid that they would not be able to stand it.
Now that the King of Pingyi has fallen, she doesn't know where to go from here, so she can only wait for Feng Yewu and the others to leave, and she can only reconnect with the people of Penglai Pavilion.
I don't know how long it took in the darkness, and the hoarse voice of the wolf's head, like a reptile rubbing against the mountain wall, sounded softly.
"I'm a twin too."
When Zhao Xiyan heard the wolf's words, he immediately turned his face, and looked at the wolf's head in the dark with a little surprise in his eyes.
At this moment, outside the Langya Mountain, Feng Yewu and the others had already left, and outside the wind, only the voice of the wolf's head lingered in the depths of the cave.
"My mother is from the Ye Dynasty, and my father is the patriarch of a small tribe of the Tidi tribe."
The wolf head recalled, and turned his head to look at the moon shadow that was about to fall outside the cave entrance, and his eyes were unusually bright.
Zhao Xiyan didn't speak, just quietly looked at the wolf head and recalled the past.
After all, as a legend in the assassin profession, she also wanted to know about the wolfhead's past.
"My mother was from a village on the border of the far north of the Ye Dynasty, and was snatched by my father during a raid by Tidi, and then I was born."
The wolf head said this, the look on his face showed a bit of self-deprecation, after all, every twin in any race, will be regarded as an inferior person, that is, a mongrel.
"The Tidi people have always respected the physically strong, and since I was born, I have been from the Ye Dynasty, so I have naturally been bullied, and there are seven or eight Tidi brothers above me, so my father will not pay attention to my miserable situation."
"That senior and mother must be having a bad time."
Zhao Xiyan looked at the wolf head with some pity and asked softly.
"Mother?"
When the wolf head heard Zhao Xiyan's words, he withdrew his gaze looking at the moonlight, and instead looked at Zhao Xiyan's delicate face, and the corners of his mouth showed a strange smile and continued to speak.
"My father forcibly had a relationship with my mother, and then gave birth to me, and in my mother's eyes I was a shame for her whole life, and until now I still remember the way she looked at me, except for resentment and coldness, there was no trace of affection."
Zhao Xiyan didn't expect the wolf's mother to be like this, and was a little stunned for a while.
"Then why did she give birth to you?"
"To survive."
The wolf head whispered the reason, his eyelids slowly drooped, his eyes looked at the ground, and in the darkness, Zhao Xiyan couldn't see clearly his deliberately evasive expression at the moment.
"Only by giving birth to me will she not be eaten by her father's people."
Indeed, Zhao Xiyan thought that Penglai Pavilion had found news about the Tidi people, who often ate some Ye Dynasty captives, and now it seems to be true.
"After all, I have the blood of the Tidi clan in my body, and in the months I was pregnant, those people would not eat her, but she didn't expect to end up on the plate."
Zhao Xiyan was amazed and couldn't help but be surprised.
"Your mother is still being eaten!"
The wolf's head trembled slightly, and from its hoarse throat let out a strange laugh, or more like a cry, before suddenly looking up.
Zhao Xiyan looked at the strange pupils of the wolf's head that flashed a strange light, and two imperceptible tears slowly flowed out on both sides of his wrinkled cheeks.
"It's not just her who was eaten, but everyone in that tribe was eaten."
The wolf head quietly looked at Zhao Xiyan's expression, asked softly, and gave the answer with a smile.