Chapter 507, perfunctory
The night is as cool as water, and the bright moon hangs high in the sky, sprinkling strips of silver light, spreading a layer of silver-white veil for the largest and most prosperous city in the Central Plains.
Wu Yue and Qin Mengyao left the Xining Dojo and strolled along the banks of the Qinhuai River.
The brightly lit flower boats, the noise of ushering in the send-off, the toasts one after another, and the singing and laughter of warblers and swallows all together build the most prosperous scene of this era.
Singing and dancing, national peace and security, it seems to be the same.
The two of them don't seem to be in the same time and space as everything around them, although they are in the middle of the city, their hearts are safe, especially Wu Yue, the clutch of the Eight Factions Alliance should have been the most high-spirited moment, but when he wanted to laugh out loud, he found that the so-called success could not leave even a trace in his heart.
It's like going to college and running back to take the exam again with my sixth-grade junior brother, and I got a score of 100, everything is so natural, there are no surprises at all.
"Thank you." Qin Mengyao suddenly spoke.
Wu Yue was stunned, "Thank me for what?" ”
"Thank you for not forcing them to obey Han Bai's orders." Qin Mengyao continued, "Let those big people in their seventies and eighties obey Han Bai's command, and the last face of the eight factions will really be swept to the ground." ”
Wu Yue shook his head lightly, the Eight Factions Alliance was an insurmountable behemoth to others, but in his eyes, it didn't matter, whether it was disbanded or surrendered, and it was because of this that he would let Qin Mengyao make a decision.
Of course, Qin Mengyao knew this very well, but no matter what, Wu Yue did not take people's lives as easily as before, and the only one who shot and killed was Tian Tong, who jumped out to die by himself, so words of gratitude must be said.
"What are Xinglie thinking?" After not seeing Wu Yue open his mouth for a long time, Qin Mengyao asked with a little curiosity.
"Leave." Wu Yue replied with words like gold.
Qin Mengyao nodded subconsciously, she wanted to say that she would go to the Zen Monastery in a while, but when the words came to her mouth, she suddenly remembered something, and said in surprise, "Is it already time?" ”
Wu Yue didn't answer, looked at the dark night sky outside the city, and said meaningfully, "It seems that Pang Ban can't wait to do it." ”
Qin Mengyao was slightly stunned, and then pressed her mind to sense carefully, and immediately noticed a burst of tragic murderous aura coming from the direction of Qingliang Mountain, obviously when the two of them participated in the meeting of the eight factions, the big battle had already broken out.
During this time, Han Bai, Qi Changzheng and others hid in the Ghost King's Mansion one after another, preparing to fight to the death with the Demon Master Palace and the Heavenly Mandate Sect, but they didn't expect that the other party would advance the decisive battle time to tonight.
"It's a good time, although I guessed that he would choose to do it in advance and die and live later, but I guessed the wrong time. He put the decisive battle until tonight, and I have to say that he was really bold. ”
Even if he sensed the crisis in the Ghost King's Mansion, Wu Yue didn't have any intention of being in a hurry, there were waves in the clouds, and Li Chimei and Shan Yuru didn't want to get a favor from him.
"Yes, if Meng Yao hadn't relented and proposed to dissolve the Eight Factions Alliance, but directly take them under his command, Pang Ban's attack at this time would be no different from taking death, but unfortunately, he was still right to bet on it!"
Qin Mengyao looked at Wu Yue with a slight apology, and said with compassion, "If Pang Ban can also take this into account, he is indeed an extremely terrifying opponent. ”
"I'll take care of Pang Ban, you better go find your opponent."
Wu Yue snorted in the other direction, Qin Mengyao raised his mind to the peak, and listened carefully, there was a Sanskrit sound coming from that direction, and the solemnity and sacredness were mixed with a slight golden iron horse's battle intent...... It was the opponent she had to face, the Red Sun King.
Qin Mengyao smiled and said with a little regret, "It's a pity that I can't see the grand scene of the decisive battle between Xinglie and Pang Ban." After finishing speaking, he lifted his breath and rose into the air, swept across the Qinhuai River like lightning, and floated out of the city.
Wu Yue put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked leisurely along the riverside. The pace is slow, but the pace of progress is not slow at all.
As if shrinking into inches, one second he was still walking by the river, the next second he was already on the roof next to the road, and the next second he was standing on the Luohua Bridge looking down on the river.
Every move is as natural as flowing water, without the slightest trace of axe chisel.
What's even more terrifying is that no matter whether Wu Yue's figure appears or disappears, it has not attracted the attention of the surrounding travelers, and it is obvious that it is a high-level flying foot, but it has reached the point of unpredictability in terms of speed.
In less than a quarter of an hour, Wu Yue walked out of Jinling City, traveled all the way to Niushou Mountain, more than 20 miles away, climbed all the way up the east peak along the stone steps of the mountain road, and finally stopped at the square in front of the temple on the top of the mountain.
Raising his eyes, Pang Ban's tall figure stood under a pagoda, his back to him and staring up at the bright moon in the sky, his face could not be seen clearly in the hazy night, but in the feeling of spiritual pressure feedback, bursts of war like a sea tide were dense in the surrounding heaven and earth.
The two were dozens of feet apart, looking at each other for a long time, Pang Ban suddenly smiled bitterly, and sighed, "Until this moment came, Pang was still a little incredulous, and he never thought that it was not the waves that fought me in the end, but you who almost died at my hands." ”
"What I didn't expect was that in this battle, Pang Mou was actually standing here as a challenger, and an experience that he had not had for decades appeared at this moment, is this also the arrangement of fate......
Pang Ban's voice gradually deepened, and when he said it, he was almost muttering to himself, if it weren't for Wu Yue's incomparably powerful spirit, deaf ears and eyes, it would be almost difficult to catch the low voice that was almost nothing.
"If it is really the arrangement of fate, will you be willing to surrender and admit defeat?" Wu Yue asked calmly.
"Of course not!" Pang Ban replied without thinking about it, and the firmness of his tone meant that there was only one answer to this question from beginning to end.
Wu Yue pursed his lips and said casually, "In that case, what else is there to sigh about?" Doesn't saying it mean not saying it? ”
Pang Ban was slightly stunned, and then laughed out loud, and praised again and again, "It's extreme!" Yes, extremely! But it was Pang who was in love. But before you make a move, can you ask Brother Feng a question? ”
"Speak."
"Has Brother Feng already taken that step?"
As he spoke, Pang Ban's eyes brightened, and his dark pupils burst out with an almost substantial light, staring at Wu Yue's face for a moment.
At his level, apart from shattering the void, there was hardly anything that could make his heart move.
If there is anyone in the world who really understands the secret of the Broken Void, Pang Ban is 100% sure that it is the one in front of him, and in this, even the Eagle Edge who has taken half a step is not comparable to him.
Who knows, in Pang Ban's expectant gaze, Wu Yue slowly shook his head and replied, "I don't know." ”
"Don't know?"
Pang Ban was stunned for a moment, then laughed angrily, the muscles on his face kept twitching, looking extremely hideous, "Brother Feng doesn't want to say it, and Pang Mou is not reluctant, why use such words to perfunctory me?" ”