Chapter Ninety-Three: The Murder Knife of the Eleventh Year of the Spring and Autumn Period

Heaven and earth were silent.

The huge body of the Xuanwu has disappeared, and the bear that was originally standing on the ruins of the City Lord's Mansion is now only a little bit of black robe ashes, floating away.

Gu Shengcheng, who was lying in the soft arms of the white tiger, was up and down, and he didn't have much strength, he just looked at the sky.

One hand is raised in the air, still maintaining the "retreat" wave gesture.

If it weren't for this gesture, Xuanwu would have already started to kill, how could these ordinary people in Lujia Town, as well as the fragile armor of just a mole ant, survive at this moment, just a few breaths, Lujia Town would have become a dead town.

Gu Shengcheng slowly lowered his hand, and the gentle body of the white tiger also began to drift and overflow, and the wisps of blood qi were no longer stable, dissipating between heaven and earth.

This is the most important forbidden technique in the Western Regions.

Summons the True Body.

Only the inheritor of the ancient demon who is in charge of a lineage of inheritance weapons can use this forbidden technique.

Today's Wei Lingshan has a complete Great Xia Dragon Sparrow, and it stands to reason that this kind of forbidden technique can also be used.

It's just that every time you use it, the consumption is extremely huge.

The black robe, as well as the fetal beads, are not one-time treasures, even if they are damaged, as long as they are not completely wiped out, they can soak in the blood pool and recuperate slowly.

Gu Shengcheng carefully attached a corner of the black robe into the gap between his waist and abdomen.

He held back all the murderous energy.

Because of him......

I really want this peace.

Now that the dawn has come, the dawn has reached Lujia Town, and he is not dead, then what he has to wait for will come soon.

Peace.

The King of Xining struggled to get up from the ruins, and he witnessed the whole process, and his emotions were extremely complicated.

When he looked at Gu Shengcheng, there was a little more indescribable look in his eyes.

The king of Xining had been in charge of the military in the north for many years, and he was different from figures like the Marquis of Huaiyang.

In fact, he believes that the current peace between the Western Regions and Fengsui is not unattainable.

There is an irresolvable contradiction between the demon race and the human race.

But now the palace master of the Western Regions Chess Palace is a character from the bottom of the human world, even if he has no human blood in his bones, he still flows with human nature.

And as you can see......

The king of Xining believes that Gu Shengcheng has paid enough and is sincere.

He didn't know what the last arrow shot by the National Teacher meant it.

But in his opinion, this arrow is enough to kill the vast majority of people in the world.

But in the end, Gu Shengcheng was still not killed, which shows ...... Now the palace master of the Great Xia Chess Palace is far more powerful than anyone imagined.

This arrow of Xining Wang Daoyuan Tiangang is the last test of Gu Shengcheng's sincerity.

If you survive this arrow, it is equivalent to holding up until the dawn.

He didn't know that the mission of Lanling City stopped outside the wasteland of Lujia Town at this moment.

His Majesty's will stopped outside Lujia Town.

......

......

The lazy skylight is like a line of tide advancing.

The residents of Lujia Town looked back in amazement, and in the hoarse roar, countless houses were lifted by the sound waves, and wood and stones were splashed.

That last sound, like a high rage.

And grievances.

It came to an abrupt end.

Vanish.

The crackling wood, earth and stone fell to the ground, like big beads and small beads falling on the jade plate, but it smashed the already cracked ground into a mess.

The sword-casting furnace that most of the people in Lujia Town had to have been lifted into the air by a huge force, and the fire in the stove was vigorous, extinguished and rekindled in the air, fell to the ground, and quickly burned into a sea of fire, completely isolating the town.

The flames spread, although the fire that just fell to the ground is not large, but the sword furnace fire is different from ordinary flames, even in the dog days of winter, it can also burn in the wind, the more it burns, the more it boils, and gradually stretches into a line, and finally the surrounding houses are lit in turn, dotted with stars, outlining the vague outline of the flame.

They don't understand what's going on.

Isn't it the Xuanwu Demon of the Western Regions who has descended?

Why did it suddenly fall silent again?

......

......

In the ring-shaped City Lord's Mansion, Gu Shengcheng was lying in the middle of the open space, and under his limbs, huge cobwebs spread out.

He heard the distant sound of flames spreading, and the distant sound of the restless crowd.

He felt that none of this was nothing.

He wanted to shout a thunderbolt, but when the words came to his lips, he suddenly reminded himself that he was like being poured a bucket of cold water on his head, so he sat up with great difficulty.

Then I saw a scene I didn't want to see.

Half of the collapsed City Lord's Mansion slowly stood up with a swaying female figure.

The smoke and dust were dispersed by her wave of her hand, gradually revealing her graceful figure.

Gu Shengcheng squinted his eyes and watched Rouge stand up from the smoke and dust, staggering, repeatedly, and finally stood firm.

Inside her sleeve was a knife.

The tip of the knife was still dripping with blood.

Gu Shengcheng's voice was hoarse, and he shouted a thunderbolt, and he called Fei Chang with great difficulty, but there was no response.

His face was hard to look at.

The woman's voice was equally weary, "I didn't kill them. ”

Rouge is not much better than Gu Shengcheng, her cultivation is only nine grades, under the turmoil of that arrow, she was shocked by the huge impact, and she almost couldn't stand up, but now she stood up and tried to maintain her balance.

She didn't rush forward, but said softly, "I don't have the extra strength to kill them...... These two people...... said that he was the great chess prince of the Western Regions, but he actually killed ...... It doesn't make much sense. ”

There was peace in Rouge's eyes.

Her body has actually reached the critical point of being overwhelmed, but her spirit is extremely vibrant.

She stared straight in the direction of Gu Shengcheng.

"I only need to kill one person......"

"So you say, how can I waste extra energy on other people?"

Inside the rouge sleeve, the knife slowly slid out in half, the snow-white blade reflected the skylight, and the residual warmth and mottled bright red.

Snow as white as a woman's neck.

The red lips are like marrying lips.

It is indeed a very feminine "rouge knife".

Gu Shengcheng's lips were a little pale, he tried to stand up, but found that it was extremely difficult, even if he used all his strength, he only raised his arm and moved his position back slightly.

Gu Shengcheng knew very well how sharp this knife was.

If this extremely feminine knife kisses the center of his eyebrows, or where there is no Donkey Kong physique to cover......

Then you can really kill yourself.

It's a scary thing.

Lin Blind's arrow didn't kill himself, this nine-grade woman...... At the moment, the knife in hand can.

So he tried his best to get up.

The other party is just a fragile Jiupin, and he is just a woman, even if he still has the strength to do so at this moment, if he can use the power of even one finger, he can kill her!

But to no avail.

Rouge began to move slowly, her steps like lead, extremely slow, heavy, dragging on the ground, the knife slipped out of her sleeve, and she grabbed the handle of the knife with both hands, and dragged it to the ground, sparking heavy sparks.

No one in the room could stop this from happening.

The woman who dragged the feminine sword light kept walking in the direction of Gu Shengcheng.

In such a tired and difficult environment, the only person who can stand up is like the Grim Reaper who has the last laugh......

She also had a knife sharp enough in her hand.

She is a sharp enough knife in her own right.

Then she stopped in front of Gu Shengcheng and looked at Gu Shengcheng deeply.

Gu Shengcheng gave up all thoughts of resistance.

The sky was too bright and extremely hot, and he raised his head and couldn't see what kind of expression the woman was looking at at the moment.

Is it the joy that Blade is about to drink blood?

Or is it the pleasure of revenge?

Gu Shengcheng never understood why this woman, every time she collided with her gaze, she saw incomparable hatred.

It's a bitter hatred.

"Why?" he asked.

Rouge's expression at this moment was neither happy nor happy.

Her chest heaved back and forth, trying to regain her strength.

She didn't look down, but standing in front of Gu Shengcheng at the moment, the sword light did not rise, and continued to stir up the firelight because she needed to rest.

She had no more strength.

It takes about ten breaths.

Ten breaths is short.

Within ten breaths, she didn't answer Gu Shengcheng's words.

Gu Shengcheng asked why.

In the eleventh year of the Spring and Autumn Period, she was also like Gu Shengcheng, who was now slumped on the ground, powerless, watching the tragedy happen in front of her, and asked in a hoarse and weak voice.

Why?

And there are not so many whys in this world.

After ten breaths.

Gu Shengcheng's pupils shrank deeply.

His breathing was fierce and rapid, his movements were struggling more often, he wanted to get up, he wanted to kill the woman next to him.

He couldn't do it.

So Rouge just dragged the knife and walked in front of him with a heavy knife light.

walked behind Gu Shengcheng.

The half of the mansion is protected by prohibition.

Even an arrow from the blind man Lin never destroyed the half of the City Lord's Mansion.

Even the revelation of Xuanwu's true body subconsciously protected that half of the City Lord's Mansion.

There was a woman sleeping there.

Translucent.

Eleven years of spring and autumn.

Rouge, who was only eleven years old, innocently opened the door of the house when no one was at home and warmly welcomed a strange young woman.

His mother returned home.

And then there's the father.

The last one was not left either.

When the young woman left, the door was not closed.

That day was the famous Lujia Demon Disaster.

When the Xuansi Immortal Master of the Ping Demon Division, that is, the later master of Rouge, arrived, he saw a scene that he couldn't bear to see.

The whole family, there is no one alive.

Except for a little girl with a picturesque eyebrow.

Rouge was soaked in the barrel, arms folded, long hair overflowing, and the water in the barrel was deep enough for her to drown herself.

Next to the bathtub, there were two corpses of demon beasts that had been tortured and killed, although they were transformed into human shapes, they were not divided, and their deaths were extremely miserable.

Master Rouge picked up the girl with great distress, looking at her snow-white body that had been humiliated and destroyed by the demon clan, covered in scars, and her exposed skin was spotted.

The girl asked with a trembling cry.

Why?

But in this world, there are not so many whys.