out of time

Chapter 318 Ziqing Prince
The cold wind blows from the north, and with indifference to all living beings, it spreads frost all over the world.Floating on the edge of the jungle, which is still seven days away from the Eight Sects Alliance.

Winter is coming at this moment.

The fallen leaves of the trees rolled up and fell in the wind, and finally withered and wet, they found their own graves and were buried with the silt, making the soil harder and harder.

Especially in the dark night, the cold is even stronger.

Xu Qing was squatting, holding a dagger, ready to go.

He didn't know if he could escape this time. At this moment, he could only suppress the worries in his heart to the greatest extent to calm down, thinking about why Sheng Yun's father and son appeared here by such a coincidence, and what happened to the sect now.

Except for Sheng Yunzi and his son, the fluctuations emitted by the other two black robes in that group of four people put great pressure on Xu Qing. The sense of life and death crisis was extremely strong, and his whole body seemed to be warning him.

Especially the black-robed figure in the front with the god's remnant mask, where nothingness distorts wherever he passes.

As for the second black-robed man in the back, Xu Qing's heart sank even more when he saw it, and he recognized the aura of the other party, which seemed to be the person who attacked him in the seven blood pupils before.

This scene made Xu Qing even more vigilant.

But at this moment, the group suddenly stopped.

In the cold wind, the two men in black robes and Sheng Yunzi's father looked towards Xu Qing's hiding place.

Xu Qing's eyes narrowed slightly. He knew he couldn't hide, but before he could make a move, the man in black with the mask of the god's face suddenly chuckled, looked away, and walked into the distance.

But the candied haws and a jade slip flew out of his hand and landed on the withered grass in front of Xu Qing.

When Xu Qing focused his eyes, the figures of the group of people had disappeared into the vast darkness without a trace.

Xu Qing frowned. He knew that he had just been discovered, but instead of making a move, the other party threw these two items over.

This thing is weird.

Xu Qing pondered in his eyes, and after a long time, he lowered his head to look at the candied haws and the jade slips in front of him, carefully examining them.

In the end, he ignored the candied haws, but checked to make sure it was all right, put on his gloves again, and picked up the jade slip.

After checking again in his hands, Xu Qing's eyes showed determination. He felt that something was wrong, and the answer was obviously in the jade slip, so he sent out his senses to check.

In an instant, a piece of information came to mind.

"Brother, long time no see."

These six words shocked Xu Qing, his eyes were filled with disbelief, his heart beat faster involuntarily, and he continued to check immediately.

"You should know who I am. In fact, what I miss the most is the scenes of our childhood."

"I had many brothers and sisters in my previous life, but I didn't experience too much warmth in the world. All I encountered were indifference and calculation, whether it was the father or my brothers and sisters."

"So in this life, I miss it very much, whether it's my parents, or you... especially you who always like to cry."

Xu Qing's body trembled, his breathing became rapid for a moment, he pinched the jade slip firmly, the buzzing sound echoed in his ears, he suddenly raised his head to look at the place where the group of people disappeared, and the black man with the mask of the god's broken face appeared in his heart. gown man.

And Yu Jian's information still surfaced in his mind.

"But at the moment when I wake up the memory of my previous life, if I don't immediately sacrifice a complete city and complete the ceremony to the gods, I will not be able to be reborn and will wither to death."

"At that time, in the sky where the blood rained down, I watched sitting in the blood mud and corpses crying and helpless, calling for my mother and father. I am actually very happy that you survived by luck, and I really want to walk in front of you , touch your head and tell you, Brother, don’t cry.”

"I saw candied haws on the road. I remembered that you like to eat them, so I bought them for you."

"Seven blood pupils are fine. The Lord of the Six Peaks killed Bai Li, and I let Yejiu take his life. One life for another, it is natural and reasonable."

"And I sent you a letter this time to tell you that my parents' bodies were buried in Zhaoxia Mountain in Fenghai County by me. You can go and see them when you have time."

"I'm leaving, Xu Qing, see you later."

There was a bang in Xu Qing's mind, his eyes were blank at first, then his chest heaved and his mind went blank.

"Father, mother... sixth master..."

The information in the jade slip came too suddenly, he felt that it was a little unreal, and the waves in his mind continued to rise and fall, gradually turning into big waves that shook the sky.

What followed was an indescribable piercing pain that continuously melted away and flooded the whole body.

He instinctively didn't believe the contents of the jade slip, but what was said in it was extremely true, whether Liu Ye had really fallen, he would know when he got back, but he never told anyone about his parents and his past.

In fact, he knew very early on that his parents could not survive those 13 years of catastrophe, but he kept giving himself hope, and at this moment, he could no longer deceive himself.

As for the sixth master... Xu Qing's mind came back to the past, the old man who usually held a flagon, his child died, his wife died, and his life was rough, but Xu Qing still remembered the other party's protection for him.

Sixth Master's protection is different from Seventh Master's.

Seventh Master is vigorous and vigorous, accepting disciples in front of the world to form a deterrent, like a long spear piercing the sky.

But Liu Ye's character and past experience made his protection more inclined to be silent, like a shield with no front, giving Xu Qing room to retreat.

In this indifferent world, in this cruel world, Xu Qing attaches great importance to this silent care.

In the cold winter night, for those who cared for him, warmed him, and gave him a stove, he has not met many people in his life, and he cherishes every one of them.

However, Team Lei is gone, Master Bai is gone, and now Master Liu is also gone.

And thinking of his parents, Xu Qing's heart ached even more, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

The frost, which was colder than the cold wind, spread rapidly across his whole body from the inside to the outside, from soul to body.

The jade slip in his hand had been shattered, and a large number of sharp fragments pierced into the flesh and blood of his palm.

The blood stained the fragments of the jade slips red, and dripped down on the withered grass on the ground along the fingers.

The cold wind blew, and the snowflakes and rain fell in the whistling, drenched on his body. Amid the biting cold, a shocking roar of lightning flashed across the sky, reflecting his trembling to the extreme in the dark night.

In the next moment, as the lightning disappeared, the sky and the earth became dark again, and Xu Qing's figure melted into the darkness, becoming blurred.

After a long time, Xu Qing's figure became clear again in the darkness under the reflection of another thunderbolt across the sky.

A mouthful of blood spilled out of his mouth, and merged with the falling snow and rain. When it fell to the ground, Xu Qing's body could no longer hold on, and he staggered half-kneeling down.

Snow and rain fell on his hair, shoulders, and face, and it was not clear whether it was tears or not, which flowed on the ground.

Xu Qing turned his head with difficulty to look in the direction where the black robe and his party disappeared. He looked at it for a long time.

Until finally, he slowly opened the storage bag and took out the bamboo slips inside. On one side of the bamboo slips, densely engraved names were basically crossed out.

Every time one is crossed out, it means death.

When the cold snow and rain fell on it, condensed into beads, turned into water and fell, Xu Qing took out the iron stick, and carved four characters stroke by stroke on the bamboo slip.

Prince Ziqing.

(End of this chapter)