The Legend of the Royal Cat

At noon on May [-]th, on the top of Huashan Mountain, a group of heroes gather

"Thank you, Meng, for all the heroes who gathered in Huashan to participate in the holy meeting to exterminate the demon ghost boy! 12 years ago, Guitong Zhanzhao once bloodbathed the Tianshan Mountain, and all the heads of the various sects were killed. Today, my martial arts decent will work together to destroy This devil, seek justice for the dead martial arts comrades!" The heroes lined up on both sides and formed a long formation, Meng Ruoshi climbed up and shouted, which immediately attracted the voices of support from the heroes.

"The chief sect master is right. If the ghost boy dares to show up today, he will die without a place to bury him!"

"The chief sect leader killed relatives with righteousness, such a high righteousness, it is admirable!"

"That's right! Senior Meng decides everything!"

The sneer was fleeting, and Meng Ruoshi was firmly seated as the chief amidst the support of the crowd.The flags of all sects and sects whistled and swayed under the violent wind on the top of the mountain, and the time was passing by little by little——

"Senior Meng, it's past noon, so the ghost boy wouldn't dare to come, right?" Finally, someone in the crowd lost their temper.

"Hmph, he will definitely come!" Zhao'er, this is your fatal weakness.

Before the words were finished, there was a soft whistling in the wind, and the silver light pierced through the air, approaching Meng Ruoshi's throne.With the exclamation of everyone, the white clothes gracefully turned around in the air and floated down. At the same time, the sword had penetrated deeply into the stone pillar next to the throne, and a drop of cold sweat slid down Meng Ruoshi's forehead—— Quick sword!

"Who is here? How dare you be so disrespectful to the chief sect master?" I saw the visitor wearing a gauze hat, wrapped in plain white clothes, and standing with his hands behind his back, like a proud white plum blossom.

Juque? ——Zhaoer, you really came!Seeing the sword on the stone pillar clearly, Meng Ruoshi calmed down, Zhan Zhao——will never do anything to deceive the master and destroy the ancestors! "Ghost boy! Do you think you can threaten this old man with a mere shovel? Why don't you obediently catch him and make atonement for the killing you committed!"

"Since Zhan Zhao promised to give you an explanation, he will never break his promise! But before that, this disciple still owes Master an answer!" Taking a slow step forward, he heard the orderly retreating footsteps and the unsheathing of the weapon It turned out that he was already the incarnation of a devil, so frightening, a wry smile appeared in his heart without a gleam of light!

"Nie Zhan, you have already been expelled from the sect by the old man. Under my Xuantian sect, how can there be such an unworthy disciple like you!" Satisfied to see the slender figure trembling slightly, Meng Ruoshi had already clasped the poison dart tightly in his hand.

"There is no sword in my hand, and there is no sword in my heart! This is Zhan Zhao's answer—Ju Que was bestowed by Master, let him return to his place today!" Holding the last hope, enduring the burning pain in his throat, Zhan Zhao said the answer in his heart.

"Ghost boy, are you ready to throw away your weapons and surrender because you feel that your sins cannot be redeemed? For the sake of our mentor and apprentice, I will leave your whole body! Heroes, can you give this old man this favor?" "Meng Lao Senior is indeed benevolent and righteous, and he has done his utmost to treat this little devil, and we will just rely on Senior Meng to make the decision!"

"Hehe——hahahaha——" A hoarse laughter blurted out with a burst of sweetness. The current master of the upper three sects is indeed not the master, and the pain in his heart suddenly eased a lot. I don't understand why you left, but Tuer believes that you will definitely agree with Tuer's decision today!

"Ghost boy, you're about to die, and you can still laugh?" With a shout, the Seven-Star Sword was already on Zhan Zhao's neck, and Ouyang Chun suddenly whispered, "Brother, what's the point with these hypocrites with human faces and beast hearts?" It's easy to say, don't hurry up!"

"Thank you, Brother Ouyang. With you good brothers, Zhan has no regrets in dying! You can't hide from what you have to face——Xuantianke is a fake, and you will know it after you try it. If Zhan Zhao can't make it to the end, please return." Brother, do it for me!" After finishing the arrangement in a low voice, while Ouyang Chun was stunned, Zhan Zhao had turned sideways to avoid the blade and leaped a few feet away.

"Presumably all of you are here to repay the blood debt, and Zhan Zhao will pay off the blood debt in one stroke! But if you don't ask what's wrong, let Zhan Zhao kill you and spread the word, I'm afraid it will also damage the prestige of the heroes, right?"

"Okay, today I'll let you die convinced! Come, bring the iron vulture!" Today's Zhan Zhao was a little out of the ordinary, and Meng Ruoshi was a little annoyed.

"Zhan Zhao, 12 years ago, I saw you bloodbathed the Tianshan Mountains with your demonic claws. The cruelty of the methods is outrageous—you——"

"Why did you come to the Tianshan club back then?" Zhan Zhao asked coldly.

"Watch and seize the ancient magic weapon!"

"Why the Divine Soldier?"

"It's—ghost boy—you!"

"According to brother Tie, Zhan Zhao back then was just a weapon to be admired and snatched in the eyes of everyone. No one regarded me as a ten-year-old child, did they?" Zhan Zhao suddenly laughed at himself, but Tie Jiu was instantly at a loss The words are right, "May I ask which hero here has never had blood on his blade? Warriors are ungrateful, so do swords have feelings? What a joke!"

"Zhan Zhao, you—don't make excuses and confuse black and white! You think you can—" Tie Jiu said angrily.

"Zhan Zhao is indeed guilty! Blood debt and blood payment—I will, because today Zhan Zhao is no longer the murder weapon manipulated by others, but a living person with flesh and blood!—I am just telling the truth! I have given up the sword ——Everyone can do it now!" His voice was gradually hoarse, and finally fell into silence, Zhan Zhao greeted the crowd slowly, and walked straight to the throne of the chief sect master.

Zhan Zhao didn't have any murderous intent on him, but the calm and composed king forced everyone to retreat steadily——

"Kill him and avenge my fellow clan!" Zhan Zhao couldn't live, otherwise he would only die. Greet and go——

Going to the nearest official road in Huashan, the horse team galloped past, raising waves of dust——

"Cat, you must support me! You owe me a pile of debts, and you still throw me such a heavy burden. The smelly cat is a good idea! If you dare to let the Chinchilla give the stupid cat, I Bai Yutang It's not over with you!"

"Brother Zhan, if you die, sister Xue'er will be very sad! For the sake of sister Xue'er, for all of us, you must be safe and sound!"

"Zhan Huwei, if you still have brothers and sisters from this mansion and Kaifeng mansion in your heart, you must not commit suicide. This mansion orders you—take care of yourself!"

"Zhaoer, my father is sorry for your mother, and even more sorry for you and Xue'er! In heaven, please keep my son safe and sound, and give me a chance to make up for it. I, Zhao Defeng, would rather lose 20 years of my life!"

"Zhaoer, Xueer, my children, be good, go back to mother, okay? Mother will not let anyone hurt you, including myself!"

"Zhao'er, my good disciple, stupid disciple, don't take all the sins on your shoulders and fall into your uncle's trap! You are the only precious disciple like you, master!"

……

Everyone prayed in their hearts, wishing that the horse would grow wings, the cart could ride the clouds, and fly to Mount Hua to rescue Zhan Zhao——

On the top of Huashan Mountain, swords and swords, murderous aura rising

The eyes cannot see, the mouth cannot speak, and the mind has no distracting thoughts, but the feeling in the darkness becomes clearer and clearer.The sound of the wind came with a murderous intent and intertwined into a net——

The white clothes fluttered like feathers in the wind, moving freely between swords, lights and swords.Zhan Zhao protects the vital points of his body, only defending but not attacking, his body is like flowing clouds and flowing water, he defuses the deadly moves one by one with his palm blade, but he allows the blade to leave bloodstains on his body - the iron vulture's steel knife is never close Zhan Zhao's body, Zhan Yuan exterminated the family massacre, the dead were so innocent, in the Tianshan School, Zhan Zhao has no shame in his heart.

The Seven Star Sword was involved in the strangulation in the open, but secretly helped Zhan Zhaoge open the hidden weapon of the sneak attack. Seeing Zhan Zhao approaching the target step by step, but the white clothes on his body were soaked in blood, he couldn't help feeling anxious, Zhan Zhao, you are right, why bother to torture him like this? Own? !

A cold light flashed in front of his eyes, and a poison dart pierced Zhan Zhao's throat. At this time, Zhan Zhao was using the Emei sword to push the Shaolin stick, and he couldn't dodge it.With a secret cry, Ouyang Chun jumped up, raised the knife in his hand, and split the poison dart in two, brushing past Zhan Zhao's neck.Half of the poison dart hit Tie Jiu's right eye, only to hear screams again and again, Tie Jiu, in severe pain, swung his knife indiscriminately, and even threw Zhan Zhao's gauze hat into the air. Amid the astonishment and shock of everyone, Tie Jiu fell to the ground and convulsed , his face turned black and purple, and he died.

However, everyone's astonishment and shock were not caused by Tie Jiu's death, but because they could clearly see Zhan Zhao under the gauze hat. Frowning brows, panting in pain, slightly parted lips are pale and chapped, and the blood at the corners of the mouth is slowly sliding down—those pretentious martial arts righteousness can hardly admit that people who are unarmed, single-handed, and fighting for so long It's a seriously injured blind man!

"Senior Meng, even though Zhan Zhao has committed bloody debts, now he has been expelled from the sect by you, and he is already scarred to atone for his sins. How can you be so cruel and stab him in the back? You are worthy of the previous generation if you do this. Grandmaster?! It's simply disgraceful, embarrassing to the upper three sects!" Seeing Zhan Zhao's real situation, Ouyang Chun felt that he was worthless for Zhan Zhao, and was filled with grief and indignation.

"Such a devil, the sins he has committed cannot be redeemed by ten thousand deaths. What difference does it make to kill him? The old man just wants to give him a good time! Heroes, Ouyang Chun and Zhan Zhao are the same, take them down! Facing Ouyang Chun's accusation, Meng Ruoshi retorted.

Pain—the severe pain in the heart spread again, and with the continuous loss of blood, it became difficult to breathe smoothly!I don't want to hurt Brother Ouyang, I want to speak, but I can't make a sound, a fishy sweetness gushes out—the stinging pain pierces the eardrums of both ears in an instant, the huge roaring sound shakes the brain so that I can't think, my headache is splitting—— —Close your ears tightly and try to escape the maddening voice, but in vain—

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Ouyang Chun was startled by Zhan Zhao's sudden pain, and hurriedly protected Zhan Zhao, who was in severe pain and his consciousness was scattered, by his side.

"Zhikongdao Wuyi and Zhan Zhao are also on the same road, whoever is willing to be the running dog of the fake sect master, and whoever makes things difficult for Zhan Zhao, pass our Wuyi and Yiguan first!" According to the reputation, it is Lu Fang who is the leader. Among the five rats in the empty island, only Bai Yutang, the golden rat, is missing.It turned out that after receiving the invitation from the martial arts conference, Zhakong Island settled the island's defenses and sent people to inform Kaifeng Mansion. The Four Rats rushed to Huashan one step earlier.

"Hmph! A nest of cats and mice, working in collusion. They are all lackeys of the imperial court. They are the scum of my upper three sects! Today, the old man is going to clean up the sect! Come and take them down together—except the Five Rats and one of Ouyang Chun." Those who kill Zhan Zhao will be rewarded with a thousand taels of money—the one who kills Zhan Zhao will be the next head of the sect!" With a heavy reward, there must be a brave man, Lu Fang, Lu Fang, with fame and fortune, no one will believe your testimony!

Sure enough, as soon as Meng Ruoshi made the promise, the already shaken crowd boiled again, and the killing intent enveloped Zhan Zhao and the others——

The huge roar gradually dissipated, and the darkness was terribly quiet—Zhan Zhao felt himself enclosed in nothingness, only the sharp pains all over his body and the feeling of blood dripping showed his existence—maybe it was Because of the loss of all other senses, the final painful touch was unprecedentedly deep—it would be so good to just fall into darkness and sleep forever!Xueer, I will soon be back by your side——

Sensing Zhan Zhao's gradually unable to support his body, Ouyang Chun's heart tightened, and the arms protecting Zhan Zhao tightened and tightened. The Seven Star Sword and the Four Rats joined the melee——

A huge force came from the crook of the arm, and blood splashed on the face, no——it's not over yet, you can't just fall asleep like this!Zhan Zhao struggled in the darkness, trying to break through the seal, but the strength was so great that he broke through the protection of Ouyang Chun and the four mice.

"Zhan Zhao!" "Brother Zhan!" Ouyang Chun and Sishu wanted to go forward, but they were blocked by the swords that kept coming up, and they got farther and farther away from Zhan Zhao——

Supported by an obsession, Zhan Zhao firmly walked towards the goal step by step, despite the sharp blade raging on his blood-soaked body——

"Zhao'er! ——Stop all of them!" The vigorous shouting resounded through the clear sky, and the red-eyed people were half awake from the shock, only to see that the person who came was an old man with a silver beard and a hale and handsome appearance. Today's chief sect masters are generally the same, is it true what Lu Fang said?The majestic royal cavalry was lined up behind the old man, the leader was in gold and silver armor, his eagle eyes seemed to bleed, and the top of Mount Hua was surrounded by shadows in black.

"If it is true! Is this how you take care of Zhaoer?! And you, ask yourself, 12 years ago, what kind of evil thoughts and selfish desires did your teachers hold to go to the Tianshan Covenant! To pay back the blood debt?! Look at yourselves What is the difference between what you have done, bullying the few with more, and hurting people with backstabs, and evil spirits? What qualifications do you have, do you want to be on it?!" Meng Ruoxu's angry shout was like a blow to the head!

"Brother—why do you want to come back? You said you would disappear forever! I am the head of the Shangsan Sect. This seat will always be mine! No one can take it away, no!" Impressed by Zhan Zhao who was still approaching step by step, Meng Ruoshi suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, "If I can't get it, no one can have it! Hahaha - I have planted gunpowder on the entire top of Huashan Mountain, as long as I light this fire to trigger it!" , none of you can run away, hahaha—kill—kill—those who want to survive, kill these people for me, kill—” The fear of death enveloped the entire top of Mount Hua.

"Zhaoer—"

"Exhibition Guard—"

"Brother Zhan—"

"Cat—"

"Brother Zhan—"

"Dangerous, come back!"

There was no response to everyone's calls, and the blood-stained slender figure was still staggering forward——

"This cat, something is wrong!" Zhan Zhao would not disregard the feelings of his relatives.

"It's the dead soul——Zhao'er, I can't hear, see, or speak—my poor child—ah—" At some point, Palace Master Ruyue rushed out of the carriage and ran towards the red go.

"What?!" Like five thunderclaps, it turned out that everything was far more terrifying than imagined.

"Brother! Stop Mistress Ruyue, I'll go save the cat!" Almost at the same time, Bai Yutang and Meng Ruoxu flew up—

In the darkness, Juque's mournful cry could be sensed, and a voice called out in front: "Zhao, do you really choose to do this? You really don't regret it when you are smashed to pieces and lost forever?" "I don't regret it!" echoed the voice from the bottom of my heart Unbeknownst to Zhan Zhao, the hearts of relatives and friends behind him have been shattered with his decision——

There is no sword in your hand, no sword in your heart, the sword of man is one, and righteousness lasts forever - nothing can control people's thoughts, the most important thing - is the persistent belief in your heart!Master, the disciple finally realized it!The sword points to piercing the air, the giant gate responds, the sword is controlled by Qi, and the human and sword are united——

Zhao'er - he did it!Everyone was shocked by Zhan Zhao's sword energy——

The moment the fire was ignited, Meng Ruoshi's body was pierced by the sword energy, and the explosives under the throne exploded, trying to continue downwards, but was completely blocked by the sword energy, the mountain collapsed and the ground shattered, and the high platform collapsed along with a corner of the mountain. The billowing yellow sand and dust covered one side of the blue sky——

"Zhaoer—"

"Exhibition Guard—"

"Brother Zhan—"

"Cat—"

"Brother Zhan—"

The calls of the people echoed in the mountains, but when the hustle and bustle cleared away, there were only ruins left——