The Legend of the Royal Cat

The final confinement completely collapsed under the glaring blood—Zhan Zhao let out a low growl, and scattered the hair on his forehead, his eyes gradually turned blue, let himself be destroyed together with the root of this evil!The sharp claws instantly tore the black silk——

Why don't you come over to help? !Is this the result of your waiting for a thousand years? !The white tiger glared dissatisfiedly at the black cat who had been watching the battle intently.

"It's not the time yet! It's strange——" the black cat seemed to have discovered something, and whispered to itself, why the ghost curse of controlling the heart has been revived, but it can't feel the terrible power that destroyed everything before!But Baihu couldn't hold back any longer, and jumped towards the altar.

Leng Ruying didn't expect that Bai Yutang would pull her towards the altar, but when she noticed Zhan Zhao's change, she showed an imperceptible sneer, Zhao'er, kill me!This time, you will be completely manipulated by the curse of the heart-controlling ghost, and these people you desperately protect will eventually die under your claws, and no one will be spared!You will succeed me to continue to be cursed by the dead of the Shadow Palace——

When Leng Ruying and Zhan Zhao landed on the altar at the same time, the noisy thorns quietly retreated to the surroundings, waiting quietly——

"Mao'er, you can't become like this! Take Princess Huai and Linger away!" Bai Yutang, who was temporarily freed from the thorns, pushed Linger to the white tiger under the altar, and jumped at Leng Ruying.

Before Leng Ruying could make a move, Zhan Zhao's sharp claws had already arrived with the wind, and before Bai Yutang could react in shock, he was swept off the altar by Zhan Zhao's claws like a feather, and was just lifted up The white tiger caught it—the glance at each other for a moment just now is unmistakable, those blue eyes are not empty, Mao'er, he is awake!Bai Yutang wanted to jump onto the altar again, but was held tightly by the white tiger, unable to move!

Blue eyes, sharp claws, red and black faced each other on the empty altar, the air gradually condensed——

"That's right, the real strong don't need those so-called feelings! Let me see the real strength of the ghost boy!" The sharp claws full of hatred and resentment pierced through the layers of black silk, and attacked like a broken bamboo ——Red and black, like dancing flames, swirling black winds, the collision of sharp claws arouses broken silk to dance, blood splashes down and makes the thorns ready to move—finally, the thorns dance crazily, rushing towards the tempting blood——

At this time, Leng Ruying's eyes were only concerned with the deadly part of Zhan Zhao, and he didn't notice the abnormal movement of his feet at all. Only when the tingling pain and numbness penetrated the Yongquan acupoint did he realize that his feet were tightly bound by thorns, and he moved from bottom to top. Through it, true energy flowed out along with the blood——stimulated by the blood, the thorns climbed even more frantically. Although Leng Ruying's sharp claws could cut off the thorns, they couldn't cut off the countless subsequent thorns. Finally, there was a shrill scream!

He died without bleeding, and the stinging pain all over his body gradually eased. He gradually woke up from the pain of death, and what came into his eyes were blue eyes as clear as water. How could it be possible? !Zhan Zhao used the broken black silk to hang upside down in the air, and pulled himself up from the bloodthirsty thorn bushes—"Why save me? Don't you hate me?" This is the first time that he has not been left behind Forgotten corner.

"For those innocent people who died tragically, in order not to let the person I love be harmed by you, I should kill you! But—" But I couldn't bear to watch her become a sacrifice of Shadow Palace, Shadow Palace—that evil It is the root cause that must be eliminated forever!

"Heh, you actually countered the curse of controlling the heart-hahahaha, Shadow Palace really has no chance of turning around!" The laughter was almost crazy, and when the wild laughter gradually calmed down, only Zhan Zhao could hear Leng Ruying The voice whispered, "Zhao'er, your existence is unacceptable to the world—go with your aunt! Together with Yinggong, disappear forever—"

A wicked smile appeared on the corner of Leng Ruying's bleeding mouth again, and his sharp claws clasped the Zhan Zhaomai gate. The huge falling force broke the stalactites that fixed Hei Ling, and the two fell to the altar together——

The moment he fell heavily into the thorn bushes, Leng Ruying activated the mechanism, and the altar fell down with a bang, and fell into the abyss along with the struggling thorns. The chilling and stern laughter echoed in the dark abyss. Dispersed——Zhan Zhao hangs in the air, staring at the bottomless darkness in a daze, with bloodstains left by Leng Ruying on his right arm——

"Smelly cat, why are you in a daze, hurry up and climb up by yourself, you're dead!" Bai Yutang's dissatisfied cry came from above his head!Finally, is it over?

"Brother Bai, how are your injuries?" Back on the ground, Zhan Zhao's first question drew Bai Yutang's big eyes!

"Master Cat's claws are so powerful, he slapped me down from such a high place, isn't he afraid that I won't fall to my death?!" Bai Yutang complained while carefully checking Ling'er's injuries.

"Brother Bai's lightness kung fu, Zhan can trust it! Just now, I would like to thank Brother Bai for saving me!" Seeing that Bai Yutang and Ling'er were fine, Zhan Zhao also heaved a sigh of relief.

"Stupid cat, kindness depends on where it is used! You want to save that old hag too?! I'm so impatient to live!——Ling'er, are you awake? Don't move around, your feet hurt your bones!" If not Ling'er woke up leisurely, guessing that Bai Yutang would scold Zhan Zhao bloody.

Zhan Zhao gave a wry smile, felt the long-time gaze behind him, turned around slowly, and looked at a pair of round cat eyes, Hei Wa? !Why is it here?And that white tiger, isn't it—where did they come from, and what's their purpose? !

"Brother Zhan, Mouse, are you all alright? I'm sorry, I've troubled you again!" Ling'er's voice interrupted Zhan Zhao's thinking, that's all, it's good to know that they are not malicious.

"We're all fine, Ling'er, don't move your feet! Brother Bai, Ling'er is seriously injured, you need to escort her and Princess Huai back to Kaifeng first!"

"Brother Zhan, won't you come with us?"

"Zhan Zhao, what are you going to do?! We will accompany you to pick up Snow Maiden first! Then leave here together!"

"Xue'er was seriously injured, I'm going to pick her up, and then—take her away from the hustle and bustle of the world—" Facing Linger and Bai Yutang's worried expressions, Zhan Zhao calmly said what he had planned. good reason.

"Are you really thinking about it and not going back to the Central Plains for the appointment?!" Bai Yutang was still skeptical and tentatively asked.

"I promised Xueer to accompany her for life and life! Brother Bai, Princess Huai was stimulated by Xueer's injury, and she would not agree with Xueer to go with me, so please take her away first. Let her wake up until she meets King Huai—Master Bao, please also, Brother Bai!" Zhan Zhao gently picked up the unconscious Princess Huai, his eyes were full of attachment and reluctance, and he wanted to hug his mother. His sleeping face was firmly imprinted in his mind, and he whispered to his mother countless times in his heart! "Ling'er, from now on, please Dai Xue'er, please honor the prince and princess well!"

"Well, I will. Brother Zhan, don't worry! Ling'er also wishes you and sister Xue'er to be happy forever!" Ling'er took Princess Huai from Zhan Zhao's arms, and nodded in response.

"Mao'er, don't worry! The Kaifeng mansion is handed over to me!—You and Xue'er have settled down, find a way to send a letter back, and we will visit you when we have time!" Bai Yutang did not doubt that he had it, and finally let go Come.

"Okay, it's a deal! ——This place is not a place to stay for long, Brother Bai, hurry up! These cats and tigers seem to hit it off very well with Brother Bai, let's take them back to Kaifeng!" Zhan Zhao smiled lightly.

So, Ling'er rode on the back of the white tiger, looking back at Zhan Zhao, reluctant to let go, Bai Yutang carried Princess Huai to protect Ling'er as she gradually disappeared into the secret path where she came, only the black cat walking at the end, Looking at Zhan Zhao with complicated eyes - Zhan Zhao has a feeling of being seen through, it knows the truth!Zhao, have you really decided to do this?Well, see you in Huashan!A smile appeared in the corner of the black cat's eyes, it turned around and jumped away, leaving Zhan Zhao stunned - that cat was laughing!

The tense nerves suddenly loosened, Zhan Zhao's eyes went dark, and his consciousness gradually drifted away——

"Zhaoer, what is the highest state of swordsmanship, have you realized it?"

"There is no sword in your hand, but a sword in your heart!"

"Zhao'er, to realize the highest state of swordsmanship is not something that can be achieved overnight by retreating and self-studying. It's time for you to forge ahead and hone it! This giant que is an ancient magic weapon. I give it to you as a teacher. I hope you Don't live up to your expectations as a teacher!"

With a heart of benevolence, doing acts of benevolence and righteousness, using what you have learned all your life, saving the common people in the world, holding a three-foot green edge, and guarding a blue sky-"Zhaoer, the highest state of swordsmanship, have you realized it?"

Yes, Master, the disciple has realized that—there is no sword in the hand, and there is no sword in the heart—nothing can really control people’s thoughts, what is important is one’s own beliefs and kind thoughts——

A feeling of icy cold drifted across the face, the dry and cracked lips were soaked in coolness, and the torment like flames finally subsided gradually——

Zhan Zhao slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were white and cold, and he found himself lying on the white jade bed, but his hands and feet were tightly bound by iron chains to the surrounding bedposts.

"You're finally awake!" Snow Wolf's voice rang in his ears, "The high fever doesn't go away, and you've been in a coma for three days and three nights!"

"Miss, you want to carry out Palace Master Leng's last order?" Zhan Zhao was not surprised by Xue Lang's appearance!

"Since you know that the palace lord still has his will to deal with you, why did you deliberately send Bai Yutang and the others away?" Zhan Zhao, what kind of person are you? !

"From the moment I entered the underground palace, there was no sign of the new Great Guardian. I knew that you were Leng Ruying's last move. I also knew that Palace Master Leng's last order was for you to escort me back to the Central Plains. You must kill me!" Zhan Zhao smiled lightly, but accidentally touched the wound, and coughed violently.

"That's right, I'm going to send you back to the Central Plains! But given your current situation, I'm afraid you're going to die on the way, drink the medicine!" A bowl of pungent black soup was brought in front of him, Zhan Zhao calmed down his cough slightly, raised his head and took the medicine Drank it down.

"Aren't you afraid that the medicine is poisonous? Such a nasty medicine is as easy to drink as water?"

"What other poison can poison the passing of soul? To Zhan Zhao, this medicine is as colorless and tasteless as water!" Has the sense of taste disappeared safely?What will happen next?

The cold dagger suddenly touched Zhan Zhao's neck, "Perhaps, I shouldn't follow the palace lord's last order! I can't let you live any longer!" Hit—is the soul gone?Then death is indeed the best destination now!

"I want to see Xue'er for the last time!" Zhan Zhao said calmly, his clear eyes fixed on Xue Lang persistently.

The longer he stared at those eyes, the more at a loss he became. Snow Wolf knew that he was also poisoned. Finally, he withdrew the dagger and cut off the chain, "Follow me!"

In the snowstorm, the tomb of the Saintess in the Saintess Palace is as cold as snow

"The saint died in the execution place of ice, and the palace lord fell into the underground tomb in Death Valley. Both places have collapsed, and the body cannot be found, so we can only build an empty tomb!" Xue said. The wolf sighed, "Zhan Zhao, you are really a natural disaster, your arrival has ruined the century-old foundation of the Saintess Palace!"

"But it's also a brand new beginning, isn't it? Palace Master Snow Wolf!"

"Zhan Zhao, you—"

"The coldness and ruthlessness of the Saintess Palace created the dark Shadow Saintess, forced to 'death' Palace Master Kisaragi who longed for warmth, and even made the innocent Xue'er family a victim, and countless people who died unjustly, such a big price Can't you wake up your conscience and let you recognize the facts?" Zhan Zhao sighed and continued, "The rise and fall of the Holy Maiden Palace depends on you, I hope you can put the people of the world first, let the Holy Maiden The palace has become a veritable sacred religion of protecting the country of the Rakshasa!"

"I grew up in a pack of wolves, so I don't understand the great truths you're talking about!" Snow Wolf tried his best to hide the shock in his heart!

"Don't wolves have love? It's not that you don't understand, but you just don't want to admit it! Zhan has a heartless request, which is my last wish, and I hope the girl will fulfill it!"

"you say!"

"If Zhan dies in Mount Hua, please bury my body with Xue'er!" Since there is no destiny in life, let's get married after death!

"You know that it was the last move of the Palace Master, and you still want to go back?! Even the always ruthless and ruthless Palace Master, at the last moment, decided to give up the last move and let you go! You actually——to the fire pit by yourself!" Jump in?" Xuelang realized that his calmness and rationality were on the verge of collapse when facing the man in front of him!

"Whether this is the last round or not, I have to go back! The girl is willing to go against the will of the palace lord for Zhan Zhao's sake. Zhan has a heart, and the feeling of being buried together will be repaid in the next life!" Xue'er, wait for me to come back!

"Zhan Zhao!——I promise you—this is a poison that seals the throat at the sight of blood. When you can't stand the poison of dying soul, then——you go!" Throwing a porcelain bottle to Zhan Zhao, Snow Wolf turned to face the coming time. Walking along the road, the thin figure gradually disappeared in the wind and snow——