Chapter 266: The Pink Skull

The snow was fluttering, and for a moment, looking at the scarlet blood stains on the ground, there was silence in the audience. One after another, their gazes fell on Qin Zheng's body with some difficulty, and everyone's eyes were a little messy, while the disciples of the Red Void Palace from Western Qin had a face as earthy.

Dressed in white, Mu Hao looked down at the blood stained on his left hand, his brows furrowed slightly, a trace of blood ran down his fingertips. This blood has his own blood and Qin Zheng's blood. The extreme of the sword finger was exerted by him to the extreme, his finger was like a sword, and although Qin Zheng's Li Jin Feng had sword qi lingering, protecting his fingers, but at the tips of his fingers, there were still several subtle blood marks spreading out.

"Bell!" Mu Hao let go of Qin Zheng's sword, the snow sprinkled in the sky, like snow, has not been stained with any blood so far, and walked forward with the sword, this subtle footstep is so harsh at this moment.

Hi Shang looked at the corpse that was close to this foot, and the bright brilliance in her beautiful eyes instantly dimmed. When she heard the faint footsteps, she raised her head suddenly, and Mu Hao's white-clothed figure like snow shot backwards in the contact lenses, like a demon. A sense of fear instantly filled the beautiful contacts of the concubine, and even the delicate body of the concubine trembled slightly, her face was pale and bloodless, and she said in a panic to the inner disciples and elders who were watching from a distance: "Disciple Concubine, voluntarily give up this palace examination." ”。

Voluntarily give up the palace exam?

The voice of Xi Sheng broke the dead silence of the scene, and many elders took their eyes away from Qin Zheng's corpse, looking at Mu Hao and Ji Sheng above, one of the elders frowned slightly and said: "The prince of Western Qin died like this, Elder Li should stop it, if the princess of the Tang Dynasty also dies here, I am afraid it will cause a lot of turmoil." ”。

Chen Nan's figure was immovable, his gaze was always fixed on Mu Hao's figure, and when he heard this, there was no expression on his indifferent face: "Since the appearance of the palace examination, there has never been a willingness to give up the palace examination. The death of a prince of the Western Qin Dynasty and the princess of the Tang Dynasty can cause any turmoil? Who can blame someone for dying under the sword of others?

"Xiqin, Sheng Tang, my Chixu Palace wants him to change hands, it's just a matter of minutes and seconds. Do they have the courage to ask the Chixu Palace for an explanation?" A sneer appeared at the corner of Chen Nan's mouth, and then his words turned around, and he said with some expectation: "The beautiful woman with a red face has been a hero's mound since ancient times, what will he do?" Hearing this, the elders who spoke out were also silent.

On the stone platform, the only hope left in the beautiful eyes of Xi Shang was so shattered, and the silence of the elder made her heart feel as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, but Xi Shang seemed to remember something, turned around sharply, looked at the lazy figure standing in the clouds, and walked towards the first stone platform with a light move, obviously wanting to climb the first stone platform.

The scholar held the ancient scroll, sometimes looking down at the stone platform below, sometimes raising his head to look at the vast sky above, at this time he saw the clothes coming, his expression was stunned, the latter's slender jade neck was slightly raised, the twin peaks stood up and trembled slightly, his eyes were like water, Chu Chu stared at himself pitifully, and his charming face was a little hurried: "Senior brother, can you let your junior sister go on stage?"

"No!" the scholar said without thinking.

At this moment, the scholar seemed to be a life-saving straw in the eyes of the scholar, and when he saw the scholar's refusal, his face turned white again, but he remembered something, the slender willow waist was slightly twisted, the round buttocks and the slender ** loomed under the long skirt, and the concubine was charming and moving: "Am I not beautiful, senior brother? ”。

The princess of the Tang Dynasty is the maidservant, coupled with this charming and graceful figure, this is an irresistible temptation for many men. The scholar looked at the concubine up and down seriously, and said, "Beautiful, junior sister, beautiful enough to support the entire Qinglou." But although you are beautiful, sister, don't think too beautiful, besides, I already have a sick seedling, and I want you to do something. ”。

"Bell!" On the third stone platform, the sword in the hand of the black-clothed young man fell to the ground, Dongbo Xueying, your uncle, if you want to refuse this stupid woman, you can refuse, what do I do and Lao Tzu is called Guo Jia, what do I mean I have a sick seedling, why do you want to do This sentence sounds so ambiguous, making people misunderstand that you and Lao Tzu have a habit of breaking sleeves.

Rejected by the scholar again, Xi Shang's eyes were already filled with mist, and she even said with a crying voice: "Senior brother!"

"Huh!" In the wind and snow, the length of the rainbow is more brilliant light, without any mud and water across the back of the neck, in an instant, the scarlet head of the scarlet head flies directly, the charming and dignified jade face is still a little poignant I see pity, thrown into the wind and snow, its delicate body blood spurted out like a pillar.

It turns out that even the blood of the beautiful woman is so scarlet. Hi Shang, the beauty who haunted the dreams of countless young people in the outer gate, died under Mu Hao's sword so lightly. The outer door of the beautiful crown, charming and moving, beautiful and shocking the world, has nothing to do with Mu Hao, Mu Hao just wants to move forward now.

Besides, Mu Hao's sword will never be divided into men or women, only enemies and friends, for enemies, he will not be merciful at all, Mu Hao looked at the delicate body lying in a pool of blood, and muttered: "I really hold a grudge." ”。

Thou hast calculated against me, and I will repay thee with a sword, and thou hast not owed any other. Slowly stepping up, Mu Hao stepped on the delicate body that made countless young people excited, and walked forward step by step, stepping on the first stone platform. This is the top of the Red Void Palace, the closest place to the starry sky.

Outside the Tower of Atonement, it was already snowy, and the pitch-black iron tower stood abruptly in the ice and snow, and two figures stood in front of the tower.

"Is it really decided?" the old man closed his eyes, as if he couldn't bear the cold wind, and curled up slightly.

"Well, as he said, the mindset of being thoughtless and doing nothing is the saddest. Sun Shuwei raised his eyes to look at the long-lost sunshine, he had forgotten how long it had been since he had stood in the sun like now, and even forgot the taste of the sun: "I also have to pick up the things that have been given up in the past, although they are worthless in your eyes." ”。

A howling cold wind swept through the snow in front of the tower, and a little snow floc turned into a puddle of water in the sunlight.

"I have always believed that this world is a world full of sunshine, despite the betrayal and the darkness, the killing and the bloodshed. Sun Shuwei saluted slightly and whispered: "Even so, I want to climb out of this darkness and walk into the sunshine again." As soon as the words fell, Sun Shuwei walked forward calmly and walked into the wind and snow.

"Do you think he will win the Red Void Palace?" The old man opened his eyes and looked at Sun Shuwei's fading back.

"Yes. Sun Shuwei raised his head and looked at the sword peak stored in the sky, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Although he has been hit many times during this time, I believe that he will win the Chixu Palace, he is not a bird, nor a bird, but the Kunpeng of the Northern Underworld, taking advantage of this wind and snow, he will shake the nine heavens." ”。

In the cold wind, the old man's old body curled up even more. It wasn't until after Sun Shuwei left that the old man muttered softly: "The sword of the world, the sword man, the chivalrous man is also amorous, and the amorous man is often ruthlessly injured many times, once that Nizi did a little too much." ”。

The heavy iron door closed again, and the figure of the old man disappeared into the darkness of lifeless decay. The sky was full of splashes of thin ice, scarlet blood seeped into the snow, and the snow slowly melted. Mu Hao stepped on thin ice with a sword and stepped on the first stone platform under the watchful eyes of everyone.

The corpse of the concubine lay quietly in the wind and snow, the charming face had lost its former brilliance, the cold and biting snow pressed down the scholar's straw hat, the scholar collected the hemp roll, raised his head to look at Mu Hao, and said with a smile: "The crown of the world, the old dream lingers in the cold snow, the vermilion cries down, the beauty is twilight, and the fragrance is gone." The snow is cold, and so is the sword. ”。

Mu Hao stood on the stone platform with the soles of his feet, raised his head, and his gaze happened to meet the gaze of the scholar, this scholar who stood on the top of the Red Void Palace, he was as weak as a scholar, maybe he was a scholar, but it was this weak back, but it gave Mu Hao the most dangerous feeling. Until now, Mu Hao has never felt like this, and chuckled: "You forgot, the wind is also cold." ”。

The scholar raised his hand to clamp the snow falling in front of him, and said, "I originally thought that you would stab her to death with one finger, but I didn't expect you to use your sword." Speaking of this, the scholar's eyes lowered slightly, looking at the ancient sword in Mu Hao's hand, the sword was exceptionally bright, and the hilt was a little unpretentious, this was a very ordinary sword.

"When I came up with a sword, I didn't think about it that much. Mu Hao said with a smile, the cold sword peak pointed obliquely at the ground, and spit out sharply, breaking through the thin ice and setting off ice chips.

"I once heard the saying that we all carry burdens all the time in this world, and we all wear different masks in the baggage, and we all wear different masks in front of different people. When I saw you, you always had benevolence on your face, and now yours has taken off this mask and finally revealed your truest face. The scholar said softly.

Hearing this, Mu Hao stared slightly at the scholar and glanced up and down, there was no such scholar in his known memory, this was a figure that had never appeared in his memory: "Have you ever seen me?"

"Nature has seen, in the sunny early morning, in the twilight afternoon. The scholar thought for a long time and sat on the highest palace in the outer gate of the Red Void Palace, looking at the dusk of the setting sun. At that time, he always saw a young back, carrying a long sword, dragging a tired figure towards the dusk Thinking of this, the scholar chuckled: "But although you and I are old acquaintances, I have never thought of giving this place to you, after all, I am used to standing here and napping, Mu Hao!"

"Mu Hao!" On the stone platform, the figure of the black-clothed young man picking up the sword trembled slightly, raised his eyes and glanced up, and muttered: "Sure enough, the name that can make you remember it completely, just these two words." ”。

"Although I am still young, I firmly believe that I still like women, and I am not good at Longyang's habit of breaking sleeves. Mu Hao chuckled, raised his sword slightly, and pointed at the scholar: "Napping here is the same as napping below, so today, senior brother, you have to give up this position." Mu Hao's previous half sentence made the corners of the black-clothed young man's mouth twitch slightly, what is this, he was shot while lying down?

The scholar smiled and said: "Who doesn't love the beautiful woman?Since you want to stand here, I also want to stand here, there is no need to continue talking nonsense between you and me, do it as soon as possible, and divide the winner or loser, whether I continue to stand here or stand below, I can have more time to nap, isn't it??" The sharp sword qi spat out lightly from the scholar's fingertips, lingering on the snowflakes on the fingertips, and vaguely this snowflake was a little crystal clear.

The corners of Mu Hao's mouth were also rare, thinking to himself that he had stood here for so long, who was talking nonsense. "I finally realize now why Senior Brother Guo Jia told me to beat you up if my fist was big enough. ”。

"Did he really say that?" the scholar glared.

"Not really. Mu Hao chuckled, his black eyes flashed with solemnity, he could sense a terrifying force as if it had awakened in the scholar's body, and the fierce beast that had been dormant in the clouds was about to wake up, "Where is your sword?" The scholar glared at the black-clothed young man below, turned his head to Mu Hao and said, "It's not that Senior Brother despises you, Senior Brother has never used a sword since a year ago, and if I am not forced to the point of exhaustion, I will never use a sword." ”。