Legend of Xianghuang

However, within half an hour, Wanwan took Yingren and Jinsui to a place a little further away, and asked them to wait for orders from here.

Before returning to Maoshan, Wanwan even went around the black-armored warrior's barracks and took a look at King Zhao.

"Those people are all in the town, and it seems that they really have nothing to do with King Zhao." Wan Wan and Xiang Huang said.

Xianghuang nodded, there were only the two of them in the room at the moment, Xianghuang pulled Wanwan to sit down, and told her all that he planned to say when he was in Nanling.

"I always think that Yin Xuzi has something to do with my father, but there is no trace of him after that day, and even Aunt Qing and the others have never heard of him. However, over the past ten years, similar things related to the soul Relevant things happen from time to time, and although I can't really catch the person behind the scenes, I can vaguely figure out the pattern." Xiang Huang told Wan Wan what he had done and everything he had in the past ten years.

Wan Wan frowned, dipped in water and drew on the table according to what Xiang Huang said: "Tian Yi Gate?" She turned to look at Xiang Huang, this was her guess.

And the affirmation in Xianghuang's eyes proved that they have the same opinion on this point.

Although at that time, the little Taoist priest Yin Xuzi used wore Taoist uniforms that imitated Tianyimen, and looked like he wanted to use the number one sect among human practitioners, but it cannot be denied that Tianyimen had nothing to do with Yinxuzi.

After writing the words "Tianyimen" on the table, Wanwan smiled and raised her eyebrows: "Little Zhuzi, it seems that our opponent is quite formidable."

Xianghuang looked at Wanwan with a pair of eyes, with a serious look: "Are you afraid?" That look is like the innocent little Taoist priest who believed everything Wanwan said back then, which made Wanwan feel dazed for a while.

However, immediately afterward, Xianghuang raised his eyebrows again, quite similar to Wanwan: "I'm afraid it will be too late."

"Little Zhuzi, what am I afraid of? Don't you know?" Wanwan winked like silk, so happy that she sneaked a hook at Xianghuang at this moment, and cast a look that everyone knew well.

However, Xianghuang seemed to have thought of something, and instead of reacting as expected, Wanwan was stunned.

Wanwan wanted to ask, but sensed someone approaching, so she gave Xiang Huang a suspicious look, and gave up for now.

The ones who came were of course Jiang Yuan's mother and daughter and the old Taoist, Bai Muyan was in front, Jiang Yuan followed closely to chat and laugh with her, and the old Taoist behind them was carrying two food boxes, and a tempting fragrance wafted over from afar .

The peaceful and warm dinner, watching Bai Muyan pick up vegetables for Jiang Yuan from time to time, Xianghuang couldn't help but look a little envious.

At night, Jiang Yuan accompanied Bai Muyan back to the room, insisting on staying there to sleep on the couch in the same room.

Although she didn't know Bai Muyan's plan, she always felt a little uneasy.

It's a pity that Bai Muyan thinks more than her.

At midnight, Bai Muyan got up from the bed, changed her clothes and walked to the couch, carefully watching Jiang Yuan under the moonlight.

She reached out and touched Jiang Yuan's head, leaned over and hugged her for a while.

Ever since she was a child, she didn't have many opportunities to hug Jiang Yuan, and now it's a farewell.

"Junior Sister." At some point, the old Taoist was already waiting at the door, watching Bai Muyan who came out of the door hesitated to speak, and finally sighed, "Let's go."

Bai Muyan nodded, then looked back at the sleeping Jiang Yuan.She won't wake up from her deep sleep until noon tomorrow, and by then, everything is a foregone conclusion.

"Senior brother, at noon tomorrow—" Bai Muyan hesitated to speak, she had already said these words several times, besides, the senior brother would take good care of Jiang Yuan even if she didn't need to tell her.

"I understand." The old Taoist shook his head helplessly, "I just hate that I failed to break this fate after all."

At this time, Xianghuang and Wanwan also appeared in the courtyard together.

When Bai Muyan was surprised, the old Taoist was not surprised: "Sure enough, that medicine is useless to you."

Xiang Huang smiled slightly, and looked at Bai Muyan: "Let us send you off on behalf of Jiang Yuan."

Bai Muyan was a little surprised, but quickly nodded in response.

After the group came down the mountain and walked out of the barrier, Xianghuang and Wanwan hid their bodies one after another and followed Bai Muyan all along.

Not long after, they were stopped by a black armored warrior.

The old Taoist stood at the front, facing the vigilant black-armored warrior, touched his long beard to cheer up, and his loud voice resounded throughout the barracks: "Tang Mingzhao, my junior sister is here to see you."

The black-armored warrior was furious immediately, and stabbed the old Taoist priest with a long knife in his hand, but he easily pinched it, unable to cut it down or pull it out.

After a while, the messenger rushed over quickly: "The prince has invited his wife!"

The old Taoist sneered, madam?What madam?There has long been a concubine from a wealthy family in the palace, so what's the use of calling her a madam now?

He stepped up to open the way for Bai Muyan, but the orderly stood there motionless, and said bravely, "The prince only invites his wife to enter the camp!"

"Is Tang Mingzhao afraid of what I will do?!" The old Taoist asked dissatisfiedly with his eyes wide open, but the messenger couldn't answer.

"Brother, I can go by myself." Bai Muyan's persuasive voice sounded, they all knew the purpose of coming this time, in fact, it would be better if the old Taoist didn't follow.

The old Taoist stopped talking when he heard the words, he turned his head to take a good look at Bai Muyan, and finally sighed: "You... go."

"Brother, have you forgotten what you taught back then, that everyone in the world has reincarnation." Bai Muyan smiled, passed the old Taoist priest, and walked into the barracks.The messenger immediately led the way ahead, leading Bai Muyan farther and farther.

The old Taoist watched from afar at the gate of the camp, until he turned a corner and could no longer see her, so he sighed, looked up at the moon that was missing a piece in the sky, turned his head and left.

The camp was very wide, and Bai Muyan walked for a long time.

Along the way, the patrolling black-armored warriors exude a murderous aura, forming an invisible pressure.

Bai Muyan's body has not been nourished for a few days, and she is still a little weak. Walking in this cold night, she gradually lost her strength, but she didn't want to turn to these black-armored warriors who obeyed Zhao Wang's orders as a last resort.

At this moment, an invisible hand supported her arm, and a warm spiritual power slowly poured in from the two acupoints of patio and Quchi on the elbow, making Bai Muyan more energetic.

Knowing that this must have been done by Xianghuang who had been quietly following her all the way, Bai Muyan's heart warmed up, and she went all the way with Xianghuang's support.

Not long after, the messenger stopped in front of the commander's tent and invited Bai Muyan to enter.

Xianghuang let go of his hand, nodded with Wanwan, and followed Bai Muyan into the room.As for Wanwan, she was looking around the handsome tent, and she really saw a few practitioners lurking as guards.

Quietly raised his hand and pressed it, completely sealing the spiritual consciousness of several practitioners.For three hours, they would just stand here, knowing nothing and being unable to do anything.

After finishing all this, Wanwan went back outside the handsome tent, waiting boredly.

In the handsome tent, Xiang Huang quietly watched Bai Muyan talking with King Zhao, and King Zhao's eyes were full of understanding and satisfaction, as if he had expected that Bai Muyan would eventually come to his knees.

He thought that Bai Muyan could not do without him now, but he let down his vigilance because of this, and Bai Muyan sent a dagger into his heart.

The knife did not stab deeply. If King Zhao could yell loudly, the black-armored warrior outside the door would immediately notice and call a military doctor for treatment, maybe he would still be alive.

But Bai Muyan is not an ordinary woman who knows nothing, she has learned Taoism from the elder brother for many years.

In the end, Bai Muyan watched the speechless King Zhao struggle for a while before dying, his eyes were full of disbelief and pain, and he laughed.

The laughter alarmed the people outside the tent, and finally someone came in to check, but was horrified to find that King Zhao had died on the ground.

For a moment, the black-armored warriors surrounded the commander's tent, and the commander's tent was directly destroyed. Everyone stared at the strangely smiling woman next to King Zhao's corpse.

Then, before they could react, a raging fire suddenly ignited, Bai Muyan ignited herself with spiritual power, and within a few blinks, she was reduced to ashes in the whitening flames.

All the black-armored warriors saw this and were speechless in surprise.

They only knew that the prince was dead and the murderer burned himself to ashes.

The hidden Xianghuang flicked his fingers, and an imperceptible demon force spread out, sweeping over all the surrounding black-armored warriors, and firmly imprinted this cognition in their spiritual consciousness.

It's also one of the few things she can do.

Back on the mountain, the sky was already slightly cold.

Neither Xianghuang nor Wanwan felt sleepy, and simply sat down to continue the topic that was temporarily interrupted earlier.

"We all know that at least one of the big monsters betrayed my father. The reason is unknown. But the traitor only revealed a little bit, so no clues can be found to find him out." Speaking of this topic, Xiang Huang The mood is a little depressed. After all, these big demons have more or less given her a lot of help in her growth, "So, I don't dare to make too many moves."

Regarding the existence of the traitor, Xiang Huang even told Wan Wan what Song Lao had said to her a few days ago.

"I really hope that the existence of a traitor is just a misunderstanding." Xianghuang clenched his fists, "Or, as long as he doesn't do anything, that's fine."

Wanwan stretched out her hand to hold Xianghuang's fist, looked directly at Xianghuang, and although she couldn't bear it, she still said: "Xianghuang, I would rather he made a move earlier, otherwise there will be problems at some point. Even if It hurts, I want to grab him out too."

Xianghuang looked back at Wanwan, and finally nodded: "I understand." She understood what Wanwan meant, and knew that this was the best thing, "But now, I just suspect that the dozen or so people who came to look for me suddenly The cultivator may be related to this traitor, and with his caution, the dozen or so people may not know who he is."

What she said was indeed a problem, but Wanwan showed a slight smile: "These dozen or so people naturally have to be arrested to find out the truth, but I have thought of a possibility."

Under Xianghuang's questioning gaze, Wanwan's eyes were shining brightly: "Why did this traitor suddenly make a move after being silent for more than ten years?" Wanwan spread her hands, "The biggest change around you, Xiao Zhuzi, is me. But it’s impossible for that traitor to just regard me as an enemy.”

After a slight pause, Wanwan looked at Xianghuang's eyes that changed from thoughtful to surprised, and smiled: "Perhaps, that traitor can't see that you have me by your side?"

"But, back then he betrayed father—" Xianghuang stopped abruptly, looking at Wanwan in disbelief.

Nodding to confirm Xianghuang's conjecture: "Someone must have said that you look like your father."

The author has something to say: So, that's it... You should almost be able to figure out who it is.