Chapter 288 You wrote me a letter of divorce
Inside the palace.
The formation light pillars on the Qintian Supervisory Platform were like erupting flames, dyeing the sky above the palace red.
Because of the isolation of the formation barrier, outsiders cannot see it.
“Zhao Wuxiu is very moral.”
Emperor Zhou Chang stood on the high platform, gently holding his hand on the beautifully carved jade guardrail, and said with a smile.
The old supervisor heard the dissatisfaction and ridicule in the emperor's tone and said softly: "For a master like Zhao Wuxiu, it is most difficult for him to tolerate anyone helping him. He would rather fight with others openly.
Besides, if the sword demon is really determined to die, almost no one in the world can stop him.
Furthermore, the last time Yan Rong masters assassinated the prince, Yelu Shenye interrupted Zhao Wuxiu's three divine veins and returned it. It has not been completely repaired. It is difficult to say whether the third sword can be caught at the moment."
"Sword Demon..."
Zhou Chang slapped the guardrail hard and murmured, "Jianghu people don't know where the rivers and lakes are. It's really ridiculous."
In the whole world, it's not the king's land.
The kingdom is full of rivers and lakes.
Yan Changqing's tyranny finally ignited the emperor's anger.
It’s just that Zhao Wuxiu is no longer taking action now, no one can stop him, and he can’t send tens of thousands of soldiers.
The old prisoner was looking in the direction of Huailan Lake and said slowly:
"No matter what, Zhao Wuxiu is not suitable to stop Yan Changqing now. But there is no need for your Majesty to worry. If Yan Changqing really forcibly releases the nine-tailed demon fox, instead of It will harm Ye Zhuchan."
Zhou Chang suddenly asked: "Do you think Zhao Wuxiu has second thoughts?"
The old supervisor was stunned and did not dare to answer this sensitive question.
As the best in the world, Zhao Wuxiu chose to protect the royal family because he firmly bound his path to the fate of the royal family.
Zhao Wuxiu took advantage of the Zhou family's royal luck to ascend to the realm of heaven and man, becoming the best in the world.
But I was also fettered by it.
Once the royal family declines, Zhao Wuxiu’s cultivation will inevitably plummet.
Unless he successfully steps into the gate of heaven.
“The moon is bright and clear, but not without clouds. The lightness of clouds is not without the moon reflecting.”
Zhou Chang looked at the distant sky and sighed slightly, "It is better to forget each other in the world."
The old eunuch moved his lips and whispered: "He may not be able to enter the Tianmen."
Zhou Chang smiled faintly and saw that Zhao Wuxiu had returned to the imperial mausoleum. He focused his attention on the Qin Tianjian array again and changed the topic: "This wedding banquet accident did help us a lot. Ran Qingchen's mood was affected, The sooner Queen Shura seizes the body, the faster it will be."
The old supervisor looked worried: "It's hard to say it's a good thing."
Their plan is very simple.
A long time ago, with the help of the ruthless sword heart left by Jiang Wan, he had manipulated Ran Qingchen's body so that the blood and energy after the Qingzhou massacre could be poured into his body.
Those blood energy can be refined into a kind of poison called "Blood Lock" under the special formation.
The previous dynasty relied on the "blood lock" to almost drive out the Shura clan.
In other words, Ran Qingchen already has a "blood lock" in his body.
Once Queen Shura successfully seizes the body to dye Qingchen, Qin Tianjian can use this to firmly control her.
Queen Shura is different from others.
None of the controllable forbidden techniques work. Only the 'blood lock' refined with the blood of tens of thousands of people can completely control her.
Although the plan was cautious, there were still many mistakes.
For example, the appearance of He Benquan caused Queen Shura to break free from her restraints in advance, causing part of the blood energy to fail to be refined into blood locks, and directly entered Ran Qingchen's body.
For example, Jiang Shouzhong and others rescued many survivors and so on.
But no matter what, the plan was barely completed.
The next step is to wait for Queen Shura to bewitch and destroy Ran Qingchen's state of mind bit by bit and replace it.
According to deduction, it will take about two months to wait.
However, today's wedding banquet made Ran Qingchen feel confused and greatly accelerated the progress of Queen Shura's seizure.
Based on the observation of the "Blood Lock" formation by Qin Tian Jian, one-third of the progress of seizing the body has been made.
If this continues, it will only last a month at most.
Logically speaking, this is a good thing for Qin Tianjian, but Lao Jianzheng feels a little strange.
Even if Ran Qingchen's state of mind fluctuates again, he should not be bewitched by Queen Shura so quickly.
This is not common sense.
But Lao Jianzheng couldn't decide whether it was good or bad, and he was quite confused for a while.
The emperor was very confident in his plan and said with a smile:
"I don't believe that God is not on my side. I fell into Ye Zhuchan's hands once, and I will not fall into trouble again!" "
......
The battle on Huailan Lake was not as fierce as expected.
There was just a monk standing above the lake.
To be precise, he is a novice monk.
The young monk has beautiful features, red lips and white teeth. He is wearing a monk's robe that is too wide and has a few patches. He is obviously wearing an adult's monk's robe.
The strangest thing is that he has a very ordinary little flower in his ear.
“Amitabha, the young monk Wuqing has met Mr. Yan.”
The young monk’s voice was clear and he saluted respectfully.
Yan Changqing squinted his eyes and looked at it, and said with a smile: "Ruthless? How can you be ruthless when you don't even understand love at a young age?"
The little monk shook his head and said: "Mr. Yan, it's sunny. "It's Qing."
"Oh, it's Qing."
Yan Changqing suddenly realized.
He glanced at Wuchan Temple and sneered: "Those monks were afraid of dying, so they sent a child like you here. What? You think I, Yan Changqing, don't kill children?"
The young monk Wuqing said seriously in a childish voice:
"The sword demon is a demon. Since he is a demon, how can he be so merciful. The young monk is not here to stop him, he just wants to ask Mr. Yan a question."< br>
Yan Changqing subconsciously touched the wine bottle at his waist, and then remembered that the wine bottle had been given to Jiang Shouzhong and the others.
At this time, the young monk threw a wine bottle.
Yan Changqing reached out to catch it, with a strange look on his face.
The young monk Wuqing scratched his head shyly and said: "The abbot likes to drink secretly. I also tasted it and thought it was delicious, so I hid some."
Yan Changqing smiled hoarsely and opened the wine. Sai sniffed.
Then he threw the wine bottle over.
“Ask.”
Yan Changqing said.
Little monk Wuqing hurriedly caught the wine bottle with both hands, calmed down and asked: "What can your sword cut?"
"What do you think?"
Yan Changqing threw the question away. go back.
Little monk Wuqing tilted his little head and thought seriously for a moment, then replied: "A hair."
Yan Changqing laughed.
Little monk Wuqing looked at him doubtfully: "Mr. Yan, don't you believe it?"
Yan Changqing suddenly waved his hand and struck out with a sword.
The sword energy flew away like a big silver snake, rolling up waves of water.
However, the sword energy that was supposed to become more and more fierce began to weaken rapidly, and it was already limp in front of the young monk, with only a section of thread on the cassock cut off.
Little monk Wuqing showed a proud smile: "Mr. Yan, you believe it now."
Yan Changqing said calmly: "One flower, one world, Bodhi is in my heart. At a young age, I suddenly realized the 'One Flower World' in the Buddhist supreme sutra "Contemplating the Infinite Wonderful Dharma", which is indeed powerful. No wonder he was selected as the next one. A disciple of the Buddha."
The Guan Wuliang Miao Dharma Sutra is one of the four most wonderful books in the world.
Juxtaposed with "Hetu Tianyuan Book", "Three Generations of Immortality Secrets", and "Shentu Yin and Yang Records". As early as half a year ago, Wuchan Temple found the "Avalokitesvara Sutra", and the dispute over the leadership of the Buddhist sect that has been going on for more than two hundred years has almost been concluded.
Viewing the "One Flower World" in the Infinite Wonderful Dharma Sutra is a kind of space magic.
Quietly, it isolates the surrounding space and forms a separate small world. Anyone's spells here will be affected without any harm.
Hearing what Yan Changqing said, the face of young monk Wuqing changed.
The next moment, the cut piece of thread slowly fell on the lake and exploded with a bang. Countless slender and sharp sword lights, like silver snakes breaking free from their restraints, wreaked havoc from the center of the explosion.
Amidst the clicking sound, the surrounding space was torn apart and shattered into countless fragments, like a mirror being shattered.
Little monk Wuqing had a look of horror on his face.
Suddenly a sigh sounded, and a figure was seen blocking the little monk.
He is an old monk.
The old monk put his hands together and lowered his eyes slightly.
The sword energy cut through the monk's clothes on his body, leaving scars, and blood continued to flow from the corners of his mouth.
It wasn't until the raging sword energy stopped that the pale old monk took a breath and bowed weakly towards Yan Changqing: "Thank you, Donor Yan, for showing mercy."
Yan Changqing was too lazy to look at him and rushed into the bottom of the lake.
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After almost fighting a bloody path, Jiang Shouzhong and the other three managed to escape.
Although Yan Changqing's wine sword is extremely powerful, it must be maintained by the yin and yang energy in Jiang Shouzhong's body.
When his energy was exhausted, Jiang Shouzhong was like an ancient well that had been drained of water, and soon lost consciousness.
Hazy memories spread like smoke.
In memory.
Anhe Village is as peaceful as ever, like a sleeping old woman.
The girl in the red dress sat alone by the gurgling river, holding her delicate cheeks gently with both hands, looking through the sparkling water, staring blankly at the fish swimming freely in the river.
Her figure stretches out under the afterglow of the setting sun, forming a quiet and slightly lonely picture.
Snap!
A pebble fell into the water.
Water splashes.
A few drops fell on the girl's face, and some splashed on the girl's skirt.
Jiang Shouzhong thought that the girl would jump up in fright as usual. First she glared at him angrily, then she took off her embroidered shoes, used them as a vessel to scoop up water from the river, and chased him to play.
But this time, Hong'er just glanced at him and continued to be in a daze.
The man did not believe in evil and threw another stone.
But the girl’s reaction remained the same.
Jiang Shouzhong was puzzled, sat down next to the girl and asked, "What's wrong? What's the matter with you?"
Qu Hongling gently leaned her head on the man's shoulder. , said softly: "Brother Xiao Jiang, if one day I regain my memory and leave you, will you hate me?"
Jiang Shouzhong was startled and raised a smile at the corner of his mouth:
"Of course not. As long as you can be happy, it's okay for me to be sad. But Hong'er, just have the heart to leave me and leave."
< br>Qu Hongling shook her head vigorously, hugged the man's arm tightly and said with a smile:
"Of course I can't bear it, so, no matter what, I will never leave brother Xiao Jiang, and I will always be with you."
Jiang Shouzhong pinched the girl's face.
At this time, he suddenly saw a teardrop in the corner of the girl's eye.
It is like a small diamond, set on the girl's delicate jade cheek, beautiful and sad.
"It's okay, I won't blame you."
Jiang Shouzhong gently wiped away the teardrops with gentle eyes.
The occasional breeze passing over the river gently blew through the hair of the two of them, and also diluted the reflection in the water.
...
Jiang Shouzhong opened his eyes.
Finding myself in a desolate cave.
The girl in her arms fell asleep lightly.
Gazing at the familiar yet slightly unfamiliar face of the girl in front of him, Jiang Shou felt a sense of trance as if he was from another world.
This face carries too many past memories.
Every inch of skin, every contour, has reappeared countless times in his dreams.
However, at this moment, it really appeared in front of him, but it made him feel an indescribable sense of distance, as if he could not touch it through a layer of mist.
He couldn't quite believe that this was reality and not an illusion.
Jiang Shouzhong stared blankly at the girl in his arms, letting the complicated emotions surge in his chest.
At this time, he saw a crystal teardrop in the corner of the girl's eye, like a small diamond.
Memory and reality intertwined...
He subconsciously reached out and gently wiped away the tears.
The girl trembled her eyelashes and opened her eyes.
"Brother Xiao Jiang..."
Qu Hongling murmured softly.
Every whisper seems to flow slowly from the depths of the soul.
At this moment, like the man, she was in an indescribable dreamy feeling. Everything happened so suddenly and so unbelievably.
When she was convinced that the man in front of her was not a phantom, but actually appeared in front of her, strong emotions surged into her heart. The girl could no longer suppress it and hugged him tightly.
“Brother Xiao Jiang, is it really you?”
The girl's eyes were filled with tears.
The warmth and solidity of the man's body almost made her suffocate, but she felt extremely at ease.
"Is Hong'er dreaming?"
"Brother Xiao Jiang, do you know how much Hong'er misses you?"
"..."
However, although Jiang Shouzhong's body trembled uncontrollably under the impact of the girl's fiery emotions, his appearance remained cold.
Even though he couldn't help it several times, he wanted to hold the girl tightly in his arms.
"You wrote me a letter of divorce."
Jiang Shouzhong said softly, with a hint of self-deprecation and sarcasm.
Qu Hongling was startled.
The girl raised her beautiful tear-stained cheeks and choked: "Brother Xiao Jiang, I know you blame me for leaving without saying goodbye. This is all Hong'er's fault. But Brother Xiao Jiang, Hong'er has always felt in her heart Your..."
Jiang Shouzhong looked at her with a questioning tone: "You wrote me a letter of divorce."
"That's because Hong'er didn't want Brother Xiao Jiang to be hurt. "If I had known earlier, Hong'er would never have done that...Brother Xiao Jiang, can you forgive Hong'er?"
The girl's heart was cut by a knife and she blamed herself extremely.
Jiang Shouzhong was calm and speechless.
The girl's delicate hands grasped the man's clothes tightly, and she slowly lowered her little head, sobbing and saying with loss:
"So, Brother Xiao Jiang will not forgive me...right?
Brother Xiao Jiang, I didn’t expect you to marry another woman. Do you already... dislike me? "
"You... wrote me a letter of divorce. "
Jiang Shouzhong reminded him again and again, seemingly venting his inner resentment.
You have already written me a divorce letter, but you still care about me marrying another woman?
The corners of the girl's mouth turned down slightly, like a fine line appearing on delicate porcelain.
After a few seconds of silence, those eyes full of tears could no longer bear the weight, and burst into tears with a loud "Wow".
Li Nanshuang, who went out to search for water to no avail, heard Qu Hongling’s cry when he walked to the entrance of the cave. He quickly ran up to the girl, put the empty wine bottle against the girl’s chin and said:
"Cry more and don't waste it, otherwise we will die of thirst here."
Qu Hongling was stunned for a moment and cried even harder.
(End of this chapter)