Chapter 397 Martyrdom
The death of Zuo Si brought a great blow to the Night Travelers, and it also lit a fire in their hearts.
The smoothness of the past two years has allowed them to gradually relax their vigilance when they first arrived in Lingzhou, and they have become accustomed to the various secret skills that the Lord God has brought to them to surpass others.
While these life-saving secret techniques bring them more courage, they are also accompanied by a sense of luck that ignores their lives.
On the contrary, Zuo Si has always cherished his life. Even if he earned enough merits to get a companion cicada, he had never died before today, which was completely different from his past style.
That's because Zuo Si, a person who climbed out from the bottom of Lingzhou, understands better than the Night Travelers how hard-won these things are. In the past, when he had nothing and had to fight, cheat, and steal everything on his own, he could only gamble with his life. Now that I have it, I cherish my life even more.
Mi August took off the night game and appeared in Cuixia Valley in human form.
It’s just that she still didn’t use her own appearance, but the illusion she used before.
Cuixia Valley has been restored under the auspices of Mi Feixue, including the area that was previously invaded by Yang Ling. It has also been tidied up, and it seems that there is not much damage except that it is empty.
The former Cuixia Valley disciples were disciplined by Meng Tingchun and Elder Liu.
As for how they were intimidated by the throne, the Night Travelers were not in the mood to care at this time.
The disciples of Cuixia Valley are not stupid either. They can feel the oppressive atmosphere among the night tour envoys, like the calm before the storm. A single spark can set them ablaze.
None of the Cuixia Valley disciples dared to be the cannon fodder that was blown up. They all behaved like quails, and Meng Tingchun rushed back to the gathering point.
Mi August saw this and learned from the housekeeper that Mi Feixue was dealing with visitors from outside.
She did not show up directly, but came to the edge of the scene and looked at Mi Feixue who was standing in the front row and communicating with the visitors.
There were many visitors, and the one who communicated with Mi Feixue was a high-level spiritual master.
There are also high-level spiritual masters who are watching quietly in the back, and their aura is more profound than that of the one who came forward, but they failed to serve as visiting representatives.
Title Venerable.
It can only be explained that this representative may not be the best among the people, but his status and strength are the best overall.
In front of him, Mi Feixue had no aura and looked like an ordinary person.
However, no one at the scene dared to underestimate this young man who was less than ten years old.
Only by virtue of her ability to remain calm in front of His Holiness.
The other night warriors stood behind her, with her as the main formation.
It was still the strange thing that spoke on behalf of Mi Feixue.
The visitor asked what had just happened in Cuixia Valley.
This is undoubtedly nonsense and temptation.
Such a big movement should be felt by hundreds of miles around, otherwise they would not come.
The strange thing spoke on its behalf, "The spiritual master from Yang sent a sneak attack."
Red-eyed Venerable Mu Ren: "What happened to the attacker?"
"Dead. ”
"This matter is very important. Can I go in and take a look?"
Mu Ren's words were polite.
Mi Feixue turned sideways.
Mu Ren let her go first and did not take the main position.
Mi August saw this and stopped following. She saw Mi Feixue’s intentions. What's more, she said that Cuixia Valley would be left to Mi Feixue to handle. Although she wanted to appease Mi Feixue at the time, she never doubted Mi Feixue's ability.
Si Yefu.
Mi August came to Zuo Si's residence and found Pei Rongrong among them.
Here, Mi August restored his appearance and figure, and was discovered by Pei Rongrong as soon as he arrived.
The girl looked up at her with hopeful eyes, and suddenly jumped up and rushed to Mi August.
"Sister Goddess, Master...Master..." Pei Rongrong's words gradually stopped under Mi August's calm gaze.
Her eyes turned red instantly.
“Do you remember what Zuo Si taught you?” Mi August said.
The current Pei Rongrong cannot hear this name at all.
It is the most common situation for an ordinary spiritual master in Lingzhou to suffer such a big change and be taken advantage of by spiritual poison and fall into madness.
Fortunately, Pei Rongrong was very talented and had been practicing beside Yongmengxiang and Mi Feixue. There was no spiritual poison in her body or spiritual sea.
Mi August did not say any more words to comfort the girl.
She believed that Zuo Si must have taught Pei Rongrong that falling into pessimism was the most useless behavior.
“Zuo Si has no other family members.”
“You are his only direct disciple, and you will be in charge of his funeral affairs.”
Once people get busy and have more important goals, they will no longer indulge in negative emotions and stand still.
Pei Rongrong cannot accept the fact that Zuo Si is dead, but this is the fact of the matter. If she never accepts it, Zuo Si’s funeral will continue to be delayed, and no one left in the world will be left. There are no marks.
For Pei Rongrong, who was born in the mortal continent and received a mortal education, this was a very unfilial, disrespectful, benevolent and unjust act. It was equivalent to leaving Zuo Si with no fixed place to live and nowhere to rely on after his death.
Even after practicing, she knew very well that Zuo Si's death was completely wiped out, and not even his soul consciousness was left.
Mi August is telling Pei Rong——
You want to continue to deceive yourself so that your master will not be respected even after his death. It’s better to accept the facts and take care of the master’s posthumous affairs.
Pei Rongrong chose the latter.
Mi August squatted down and said, "Come here."
Pei Rongrong was stunned.
Mi August opened his hands, "If you cry this time, there will be no next time."
Pei Rongrong was sluggish for two seconds before she ran into Mi August's arms, buried her head in her arms, clutched her clothes tightly, and went from suppressing sobs at the beginning to bursting into tears.
"Master died for Rongrong. I couldn't find Master when I came back, so I asked the night manager..."
"The night manager said that Master had died and asked me when he came back. "He didn't have to come"
"He always told Rongrong that life is the most important thing, nothing compares to it." Your own life is important.”
"Master..."
Mi August listened calmly and stroked Pei Rongrong's back.
Zuo Si did not die entirely for Pei Rongrong.
Perhaps it was because she had planned to let Mi Feixue dress up as a boy, causing everyone around her to mistakenly think Mi Feixue was a boy, and because in the past she had left Zuo Si’s lifeline about the assassination of Mi Feixue and the Wen family This part was smeared, causing Xing Chi to become confused when he peeked at this area, and suspected Pei Rongrong to be a target.
The attitude shown by Xing Chi was that he would rather kill by mistake than let go.
No one present at the time could stop Xing Chi from killing Pei Rongrong. Only Zuo Si, a participant in the incident, could make Xing Chi hesitate.
Only Zuo Si, a participant in the incident, is worth more than Pei Rongrong.
Zuo Si was undoubtedly aware of this and rushed to the scene in person.
He sent messages to Mi August and Mi Feixue, but he was unwilling to gamble with Pei Rongrong.
Whether it was the first time he escaped with a companion cicada or the real body was on the verge of death, he never exposed the two of them.
——In the past, Zuo Si could not guess who the real target of the assassination was, and even suspected Mi August and Mr. Wen. But after all these years, he had actually begun to have suspicions about Mi Feixue.
(End of this chapter)