Douluo's full-time soul master

Chapter 209 Box [-]

Mu Xia had a gloomy face and didn't answer.Some people who came in and out of the city gate from time to time stopped and looked at her with strange eyes.She just didn't move.

"Little girl, I want to ask you something!" The guard on the right shouted at her impatiently.

"I think she's probably scared out of her wits." The guard on the left greeted her.

The guard on the right came forward, "Girl, what are you going to do with your armor like this? Do you really know how to use a sword?" He paused, "It's different now, the mob dares to follow the soldiers. You grabbed weapons and killed people. Don’t you think that you can scare others by doing this? Brother warns you, girl, the bandits outside don’t like this. I think it’s still safe in the city.”

"Thank you for your concern, but I have to go out." Mu Xia replied coldly.

The guard clicked his tongue subconsciously, "Go as long as you like, we don't care anyway."

After getting away from the gate, she ran quickly along the main road, turned south at the fork into the small road, and the crisp fallen leaves rustled under her feet.Soon, she left the path and ran deeper into the forest.

The clearing in the forest was full of noise.

"Put down your weapons, and spare your lives!" The black-robed knight shouted, and several blue-robed soldiers held swords and shields in a straight line, facing the crowd hiding in the forest.Opposite them are Ershuai, Dayong, and Mu Xia's father with spears in their hands.His father's pale yellow hair fluttered in the wind, highlighting his battle-hardened veteran qualities.No one noticed that Mu Xia was approaching quietly, except for a few terrified children running towards him.

When she got closer, she saw a few more civilians standing with her father, the second commander-in-chief, and Dayong holding wooden sticks.Hearing the knight's order, eight blue-robed soldiers rushed forward.The knight brandished his long ax and charged towards Mu Xia's father.

Are you going to repeat the scene in Okaya that year?she thought.A daughter must not and will never stand idly by while her father faces the tide of that enemy.Without saying a word, Mu Xia stretched her hand behind her shoulder, pulled out the Punisher, and rushed towards Shi Shi.The father and the second handsome did not hesitate, and they also actively faced the battle.

Mu Xia cut off the horse's leg with one sword, and the knight threw away the long axe, rolled over and was pinned down by the horse on his left leg.Very good, Mu Xia thought, the dismounted knight in heavy armor was no threat at all.So she quickly turned to the side battle.

She rushed to a blue-robed soldier on the left, and immediately swung her sword to the left, knocking him to the ground.The green-robed soldier next to him blocked the wooden stick with his shield, and pushed his sword away from Dayong's long spear.One of his companions took advantage of the situation and chopped off Dayong's right arm.In an instant, a column of blood gushed out like a fountain.Mu Xia didn't have time to think, so she jumped into the air and jumped towards the blue-robed soldier. When she landed, she was accompanied by a human head.The other blue-robed soldier in front of him was suddenly frightened.He turned to escape, but was tripped by the white beard Tianqi Yakang with a wooden stick.When Mu Xia turned to the right, he saw another green-robed soldier fall to the ground.So far, the four on the left are finished.And there are three more fighting on the right wing.

Er Lei pounced on him from the side, snatched a sword from a green robe, and cut his throat, while another strong man also ran to the knight to pick up a long axe and waved it.

What a hassle.Mu Xia rushed to Qingpaozi who was fighting with his father, slashed from the back, and kicked fiercely at the bend of the leg, making him fall forward weakly.
When it was all over, the father dropped the spear and hugged her. "It's good to see you in uniform again, my dear daughter, you saved us all."

Mu Xia didn't know how to answer, she could only be silent.Ah, it's been a long time since I killed anyone.She thought to herself: This time I actually hesitated, am I still the same as I was back then?
That's right, Mu Xia 30 years ago, in the battle for hegemony between the city-state of Willis and the city-state of Essendia on the other side of the ocean, it was useless to kill people.That tall, 16-year-old girl was a slaughter machine on the battlefield, a Willisian's nightmare, with blood on her hands.

The president came from his hiding place, looking at the corpses all over the floor with despair and amazement.Dayong, who lost his right arm, sat under the tree and groaned.Ershuai squatted beside Dayong, "Come and help him, he lost his right hand!"

Mu Xia walked over to check on Dayong's injuries: the severed arm was bleeding profusely, his shoulder was cut open, and his abdomen was severely injured.He couldn't survive, Mu Xia understood.

She knows how to relieve the pain now.She stepped forward, pulled out the thorium dagger from her waist, pressed it against Dayong's chest, and inserted it into the heart. "Now he's pain free."

There was silence.

——Donghua Continent——Donghua Kingdom——Rige Canyon——Bian'an City——September 398, 9, Yongxin Calendar——

This residence is located on the second floor of the Bowang Building in Xiangxie Fort, and was arranged by the king for the Tianjiao family to live in.

Chen Hui just stayed with her injured sister Xiyan, and everyone else went to mourn the unfortunate queen.What happened yesterday was so sudden that they lost their positions.The elder sister was even more panicked and slipped on a vegetable leaf.Her right arm, leg, and waist were all damaged, and she almost fell to her head.

"If I was wearing leather armor, I wouldn't be hurt like this. The robe is too in the way." This is what my sister said the most since yesterday.Chen Hui also agreed, especially on the long stone steps, if he fell down, he might roll down and fall to the square. "Not being able to go out will really drive people crazy. Eh? Are those troublemakers from yesterday still there?"

Chen Hui couldn't help feeling sick when he thought of the heads hanging on the battlements outside. "Some ran away, and some were arrested." To be honest, he didn't want his sister to see those heads at all.But when she recovered from her injury, she still had to go out.At that time, people's heads must be covered with maggots and crows.My sister likes swords so much, and so does Chen Hui himself.Now, for the first time in reality, those heads let Chen Hui see the true meaning of the sword: death and decay.Yes, no one told him such a simple truth since he was a child.

"It's unlucky, I just came to such a big city, but I can only lie here. It's an old saying: whether you are a king or a beggar, the gods mock you alike." Xi Yan kept complaining, "If you do this again I'll rot here!" She kept patting the quilt.

Chen Hui also wanted to go out, but his father wanted him to accompany his sister. "Why not Xirui?" he asked this morning.

"Yesterday it was Xirui, today it's your turn." That's how my father replied.

Yes, the king has been sitting by the queen's bed since yesterday's riot.But the queen was dead, and the king didn't believe it, or he pretended not to believe it.He refused to hand over his queen to the church and pastors, which made Chen Hui feel ridiculous.

At this time, my father pushed the door open and entered. "Xiyan, are you feeling better?"

Just as my sister was about to answer, there was a gust of warm wind, and a green light flashed on her right arm.

"What's going on?" Father walked forward quickly, and Chen Hui's eyes widened in shock.Xi Yan was so frightened that she lifted the quilt, only to find that the wounded areas on her waist and legs were glowing green.

The green light disappeared and the wound healed.

"It's okay, Xi Yan, what happened just now?" Father looked at his sister with an incredulous look.

"Itchy, itchy." Xiyan looked at the wound on her right shoulder, then lifted the hem of her nightgown to check the wound on her leg. "They're healing fast!" she marvels.After a while, she found that these wounds had fully grown.

Chenhui recalled a story: 400 years ago during the Unification War, the army led by Sir Jianhua of the Fengxing family fought a fierce battle with the "Peach Blossom Warriors" led by Sir Lu Kuan of the Chunyan family.Sir Jianhua was seriously injured at first, but under the cover of his troops, he temporarily withdrew from the battlefield.Then a green light flashed, and his injury quickly improved, and his physical strength also recovered.In the afternoon, he went into battle again to direct the final harvest.That is the talent of the Fengxing family: Wind of Recovery.

"Could it be the wind of recovery?" Chen Hui reminded his father.

Father looked at Chen Hui, "Wind of recovery? But magic has long since disappeared. Before the unification war was completely over, all human magical abilities disappeared. Confucianists, military strategists, and legalists in the Golden City will tell you , magic never existed. Even Taoist scholars are beginning to doubt the veracity of ancient legends. No one will really believe those stories that have no basis.”

"It's amazing." Xiyan rolled over and got out of bed, "My injuries are really healed."

Chen Hui continued to ask his father, "Then how do you explain this? Dad, you saw it too."

"Even if the magic really reappears, we are the Tianjiao family." The father wondered, "How can there be a recovery wind?" He paused, and then suddenly remembered something. "My grandmother is from the Fengxing family!"

"Don't we all have the ability to recover the wind?" Chen Hui became excited, "We are not afraid of getting hurt?"

"No, even if it is Fengxing's family, there are very few people in a generation who have the talent of recovering wind. It is said in those ancient books, you should read it every day, and you should know better than me." My father scratched his head uncomfortably.

Xiyan caught her father by surprise, "Dad! I want to go out!"

"You change your clothes first, and then we go to the cathedral. The queen is there now, and His Majesty has agreed to hand her over to the church." The father put Xi Yan in front of him, "After you came to Bian'an City, it seems that you have become more beautiful, The prince will definitely fall in love with you, show it well!"

Chen Hui went out with his father first.

"Your Majesty is very sad. You have to express your sincere condolences when you arrive at the holy hall. It's really scary. Are the commoners in Bian'an City so...reckless? What happened yesterday was completely nonsense!" Father said casually, and then pointed to the battlements. The head was raised by the tip of the gun, "As a result, both sides have to pay the price in blood."

"I don't think it's worth it." Chen Hui could only respond in this way. "They're too impatient."

"It's not impatience, boy, it's downright stupid!"

Xi Yan followed, wearing a plain black robe, with long fiery red hair.She pointed at the head on the gun point, terrified. "Those...those are—" She couldn't go on, tears finished for her.

——Donghua Continent——Donghua Kingdom——Rige Canyon——Bian'an City——September 398, 9, Yongxin Calendar——

Yawu felt that the king had neglected the Qingzhi family, because only the guards left by his father came to greet him.

"Where's Your Majesty?" Xiao Yang asked the captain of the guard Xiaoyong, who was as disappointed as Yawu.

"Your Majesty is guarding the coffin of the Queen in the church, and has no time to greet her. Madame, our Queen has unfortunately passed away." The captain of the guard said lightly. "But ma'am, what we should consider is when to send back Lord Yunfei's remains. My lord. My lord. He is very homesick." As soon as he said this, the captain was so sad that he couldn't extricate himself.

I don't know what Xiao Yang is thinking, but Yawu has a sore nose.

In the end, Xiao Yang didn't care about this. "We will take our father's remains with us when we go home, but obviously this is not the time to go back. Tell me about the queen, all right, why did she die? Was she also murdered?"

The captain of the guard cleared his throat, "It's like this, ma'am. Yesterday morning, the Tianjiao family came to the capital. The royal family and half of the capital's dignitaries, knights, and guards went to meet them. But on the way back to the castle, a group of mobs When I came to the square, I said that I was asking for a reward. Oh, yes, the leader was the president of the craftsman guild called 'Emerald Hand'. His Majesty could not immediately satisfy their request, so they threw things. One of the stones was not biased. It hit the temple of Her Majesty the Queen impartially. Impartially, impartially!"

"Where are the mobs?"

"Some fled outside the city—you may have seen two or three on the road just now; A farce!"

Xiao Yang seemed to be in disbelief: "The residents of Bian'an City are so savage? They are completely out of their minds!" She paused, "How many were arrested?"

"There should be no less than 100 people. You know, Bian'an City Prison never held more than 100 mortals in the past. Now, counting these [-] people, the prison does not know how crowded it is."

"Forget it, forget about this crazy behavior, Sir Xiaoyong, I don't have time to deal with the mob in the prison. But, it seems that I have to go to the church." Xiao Yang turned to Yawu again, "Brother, you Go to our lodgings first with my father's guards, and I will go to the king with this good captain. Go, my good brother."

Yawu said without hesitation, "Yes, ma'am." So he took dozens of guards who had just brought from Maolin City and the guards left by his father to Xiangxie Fort in the west of the city.

This city is really big.Yawu thought to himself, he has never seen such a grand city in his life.It is several times bigger than Maolin City.However, it is also full of dangers. If you are not careful, you may be killed by invisible enemies.Of course, if it was a visible enemy, Yawu would be more than happy to draw his sword to face him.

There are people coming and going on the street, people of all colors, etc., crossing each other.Vendors shouted to attract business, and blacksmiths made the rhythmic sound of hammering metal.boom!Keng!boom!Clang!Yawu couldn't help thinking back to those difficult years when he was an apprentice blacksmith.At that time, even watching the air around the fire warp with heat was an unforgettable feeling.

However, not long after walking, he really saw a mass of moving twisted air at a crossroads.There is no stove here!If you can distinguish it carefully, it looks like a human figure, and it is moving towards the main road to the north. "Where does that road lead?" he asked one of his father's guards.

(End of this chapter)