Chapter 410: Soul Separation
"Huh?"
Nalan Yu raised his eyes slightly, stared at the blue sky, seemed to be vaguely aware of something at this moment, and then his words changed, and he bowed his head and said bluntly: "I'll give you two choices." β
"First, after agreeing to my 'Three Swords Covenant', I can give you another month to prepare for the battle, otherwise this second, since your clan's 'Yanyou' has been lost, then I don't mind, and then let the Charm Sword 'Shuyu' also break the seal of the Treasure Pavilion together, go to this vast heavens, and accompany it."
When the words fell, he didn't give the people in front of Xuan any more room to hesitate and discuss, the wind around him was slightly curled, and the gray figure gradually blurred, and soon disappeared in place.
And not long after Nalan Yu left, before everyone could discuss how to deal with it, the cyan light and shadow dispersed, and the figure of the deacon elder Murong Xun finally slowly emerged and landed in front of Murong Yuan.
"How about it, Elder Taishang, can he be willing to go out to help?"
Facing Murong Yuan's blazing gaze, Murong Xun paused, sighed lightly, and finally had to shake his head slowly.
"Patriarch, Elder Taishang and his old man's will have been clear, this is the calamity that my Murong clan is dealing with now, and it cannot be solved by force. Moreover, the elder also said that he had long since stopped asking about clan affairs, and unless our clan suffered a catastrophe, he would not take a step out of the deserted palace for the rest of his life. β
"Alas...... That's how it can be good. β
Murong Yuan was stunned at first when he heard this, then slowly lowered his head, sighed, and finally stared at Wangyue Xuan with a deep gaze, and then waved his sleeves and slowly left.
And after Murong Yuan left, the Mirror Commander, the two elders of the Qianbai, the two elders of the clan, and many of the juniors of the clan also retreated nervously. In front of Mochiyue Xuan, only Murong Yu, Murong Lei and Murong Mian were left at this moment.
Murong Lei raised her head slightly and stared at the sky above her head, as if she was pondering something. Murong Yu on the side saw that Murong Mian was pacing back and forth in front of Xuan at this moment, with a slightly strange expression.
"That's it! Murong Mian, don't walk around in front of my eyes. What else do you want, the old guy said so, the holy relic 'Yanyou' must be in his hands. β
"Nope. His words, on the contrary, once again confirmed that my guess was correct. There must be traitors among the inner clan! It's just that, for some reason, even the eleventh son, your 'Heavenly Machine Line', can't find the location of the holy sword......"
Murong Mian's footsteps suddenly paused, turned to look at Murong Yu, and asserted in a deep voice, but at the end, he couldn't help frowning, as if he didn't quite believe the effect of the foreign body held by Murong Yu.
"I said Murong Mian, what do you mean kid? The foreign object 'Tianji Line' of this world, as long as 'Yanyou' is still in the ancient city of Xiangxiu, it is impossible to find it. I think there must be something wrong with your reasoning. β
"Eh, Sister Lei, you're here to judge."
Murong Yu glared at Murong Mian fiercely, and immediately turned to look at Murong Lei, who was standing behind him. However, when he looked away, he was no longer around, and the latter was gone.
"Sister Lei, where did she go?"
"Judging by the direction she left, she probably went to the Phoenix Kite Residence." Murong Mian looked up at the place where Murong Lei had left, and after a little thought, he replied lightly.
"Phoenix Kite House? Isn't that where this girl Zhiyao lives......"
At the waist of Fengyun Mountain, surrounded by colorful clouds and mist, there is a pavilion looming in the shade of dense bamboo. Murong Yu glanced at it, his face was stunned, and he muttered to himself.
The northern suburbs of Pingyang District, Songhai City, hilly mountains, cyan Rakshasa Castle.
Before the bluestone clearing, Shao Yang and Yan San were opposed to each other, separated by a few meters. At this moment, Yan San, because he had just been attacked by the inexplicable light mark on Mo Qingyu's body, his entire right palm was still in a stiff state, and it was difficult to swing.
Yan San's eyelids jumped slightly, and in desperation, he had to sit down cross-legged on the spot, trying to dissolve the cold in his palms and arms.
Shao Yang looked at Yan San, who was in a state of healing, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes. But at this moment, he can't let him think too much, after glancing at Mo Qingyu who was still unconscious lying in his arms, Shao Yang slowly got up, endured the sharp pain in his fingers, and carried Mo Qingyu on his back, and wanted to take the opportunity to leave.
"Want to go?"
Yan San, whose eyes were slightly closed, suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Shao Yang at this moment. Although he couldn't act in the state of luck, his cold face showed a bit of fierceness: "Old Five, stop them!" β
"Hey, hey, heyβ"
A slightly shrill eerie laugh suddenly came from the jungle on the side. Immediately after that, more than a dozen figures slowly emerged and approached, almost in a ring, enveloping Shao Yang and Mo Qingyu.
"Damn."
Shao Yang's eyes swept around, and finally his gaze stayed on the man in Tsing Yi in front of him, who was called the fifth by Yan San, and immediately clenched his teeth.
Judging from the ranking of the high-level forces of the Dark Domain Organization, this person who is called the fifth by Yan San must be extremely good in kung fu.
Shao Yang's steps were backwards and gentle, and the perennial murder case made him sense a dangerous aura from this person.
"Third master, I didn't expect that even you were planted in the hands of this kid."
The man in Tsing Yi, named Shangguan Wu, ranked fifth on the list of masters of the Dark Domain Organization Tianluo Palace Black Wing, but brute force was not his forte. What he is good at is the way of light skills.
He turned around and glanced at Yan San with a surprised face, and then turned his gaze to lock on to Shao Yang: "It seems that you four-eyed guy really has some ability." β
"Where can this stinky boy stand to hurt me, it's the girl on her back! She's a little weird, old five, you have to be careful. β
Yan San glanced at Shangguan Wu angrily, and also looked at Shao Yang and Mo Qingyu, who was unconscious on him, and the light mark that his palm wind hit before appeared in his mind, and his face couldn't help but sink again.
"Don't worry, that girl has passed out. I have a way to deal with this hairy boy. β
Shangguan Wu grinned again, his dark skin reflecting a bright white light in the sun.
He glanced at Shao Yang's left hand, which was still dripping blood, with a little playfulness, and ordered to a black-clothed subordinate beside him: "You go, bring the cloth bag containing money next to this kid." β
"Yes." A man in black beside him responded again and again, and stepped forward quickly, picked up the cloth bag on Shao Yang's side, turned back, and handed it to Shangguan Wu.
"Turn it on." Shangguan Wuyan glanced at the cloth bag and continued to command.
"Ahh
A scream came from the subordinate's mouth. It turned out that as soon as he opened the cloth bag, a vice popped out of it, directly clamping several of his fingers, and blood flowed immediately.
"Good boy, you dare to fool me?!"
Shangguan Wu saw this scene, and the original indifference on his face was also covered with anger. His body was slightly off, and the wind under his feet was like a step, and the whole person suddenly disappeared in place.
Shao Yang's delicate face instantly changed color, and he wanted to step out of the way, but he didn't expect the other party's speed to be far faster than he could imagine. In a breath, Shangguan Wu had already quietly come behind him, and leaned out with one palm and one claw.
Shao Yang was unable to move with Mo Qingyu on his back, so he kicked sideways, but he pounced. And at this time, the palm wind hit, and he could only let go of one hand to block it, only to feel that his back was empty, and Mo Qingyu had been surrounded by Shangguan Wu!
"You let him go!"
"You'd better not be impulsive, or elseβ"
Shao Yang's eyes were slightly red, and his eyes were fixed on Shangguan Wu, who was holding Mo Qingyu in front of him, but the latter smiled weirdly, and the back of his hand was like a blade, already under Mo Qingyu's jade neck.
"What the hell are you trying to do!"
Clenched his teeth, clenched his right hand under him, and creaked between the joints, Shao Yang looked at Mo Qingyu, who was held in his hand by Shangguan Wu, and his eyelashes trembled slightly, and couldn't help but ask in a deep voice.
"Since you are not trustworthy, you use fake money bags to plot against me. Then I have to let you taste the consequences of doing so. β
Shangguan Wu let out an evil sneer from his mouth, and then turned his head to look at Mo Qingyu in his arms, his nose approached and sniffed hard, and his face was full of intoxicated expression.
"You bastard! If you dare to touch her, I will make you lose both money and money! β
Shao Yang put down the cruel words, and at this moment, he didn't care about anything else, and took it out of his body, and Liu Qingyi gave him the life-saving thing that day before parting.
"What is this?"
Shangguan Wu looked at the green jade bottle in Shao Yang's hand with a slightly puzzled look, raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked with a casual smile.
"Gone." Shao Yang's thick eyebrows furrowed, and he replied awe-inspiringly.
"Heh-how is it possible, how can the secret holy medicine of the 'Murong Clan' appear in your kid's hands?"
"It seems that you have forgotten my friend Liu Qingyi, who is a member of the 'Murong clan', right? Separated from the soul, formless and odorless, as long as a drop volatilizes, it can diffuse the air within a radius of several zhang. If it is sucked into the mouth and nose by the human body, it can cause general weakness for a short time. No matter how strong the kung fu is, it will take half an hour of concentrating on luck to force it out. β
Shao Yang slowly recounted the effect of 'Soul Separation', and such words fell on the ears of Shangguan Wu and Yan San, but the faces of the two gradually became gloomy.
Shangguan Wu's face changed dramatically, and in the end he chose to turn his head away from Mo Qingyu, and then stared at Shao Yang and suggested: "It's better to give me the 'Soul Separation' in your hand, and I will return this girl to you, how about it?" β
"Do you think I'm a three-year-old? Even if you return me, with your kung fu, it will only be easy to catch it again. Unlessβ"
"Unless what?" Shangguan Wu took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart that was difficult to vent, and asked in a deep voice with slightly squinted eyes.
"I can give you this bottle of 'Soul Scattered', as well as the real two million cash, as long as you promise to let us go."
"No way!"
Shangguan Wu almost didn't have any discussion and consideration, so he flatly refused. If Shao Yang is allowed to escape like this today, how will he explain to the boss after he and the others go back?
"It seems that you really want to try what the effect of my 'soul separation' is......
Seeing that the other party was unwilling to compromise, Shao Yang couldn't help but tense his nerves in his heart. His gaze wandered for a moment, and the thumb of his right hand wanted to slowly flick off the cap of the green jade bottle in his hand.