After Lord Kutsutsuki finished speaking, the ice completely melted into a puddle of water, splashing onto the ground and seeping into the soil. A slender white cigarette rod appeared in his hand. He nimbly turned it around.
"You know the magic of frost and snow..." she said.
"Huh? Why not." Lord Xueyue turned the cigarette rod and ignored her at all. "I know a lot of spells, but I just have some preferences. But I should say that this set of spells is what I learned from - Goddess I learned it there. Yes, that's right, it's the goddess in the story. She threw herself into the fire of karma while holding the piano, and her soul was burned into a wisp of smoke, and she couldn't hold it up no matter what."
Mu Wan didn't speak, but stared at her with indescribable fatigue in his eyes. She didn't ask further questions, and Lord Kutsutsuki continued:
"That piano now belongs to me. I have seen all her memories and will play one or two to understand the deeper art of frost and snow... although I don't use it often. I am very different from her, and that adult still likes me more than her."
Mu Wan opened his sore throat and tried to squeeze out a few more words.
"The goddess is..."
"Hongxuanqingnv, Lord Xueyue." He said, "She is also a six-path impermanent, the only... god among the impermanent. She once sat in my current position. When I transformed, I was probably influenced by her. , I can't get rid of such a face... It's really difficult. This town is the last thing she left behind, but when she died, the bridge was separated from the heaven and fell into the sea of fire in hell. I It’s peaceful to come here occasionally. Hmm…did I talk too much about dying people?”
"She is much stronger than you... much better than you." Mu Wan straightened up again and picked up the umbrella, "You are not qualified to cover her."
"The last person who wanted to peel it off is not doing so well now."
She didn't waste any time and simply rushed over again. This time it was faster, more powerful, and more energetic.
There was another piercing sound, followed by a muffled sound - she was hit back again and hit the wall just now. Lord Xueyue didn't move even half a step in the same place. He only held the cigarette rod with two fingers and simply raised his hand from below to easily repel her.
My back hurt so much that my spine almost broke. The wall was also cracked, and she could feel the gravel falling from the eaves. She did not avoid it and allowed a small pain to occur on her forehead. Although she was not hit directly on her body, her internal organs were overwhelmed by the impact of internal force or demonic power, and she was in pain like a stampede.
There was a fishy-sweet taste between the lips and teeth, and soon, a large mouthful of blood came up and overflowed from the corner of the mouth. She was afraid that she might have hit her nerves and couldn't move for a while, but she was very conscious.
Lord Kutsutsuki sighed again. He held the end of the cigarette rod and walked towards this side with silent steps.
"You are so clingy... many, annoying, stupid and disobedient. You always feel as if those small kindnesses or ridiculous courage can change anything... You and your race make me tired. But your words, at least It can be done once and for all. To put it simply...I've lost interest in you."
His shadow spread to her ankles, and he came closer. Behind Lord Kutsutsuki, there were flames blooming on both sides on the ground, like a pair of wings rising from the ground. The fire spread, drawing a huge half arc, trapping the prey in a trap. With his back to the firelight, he gradually approached like a dark silhouette.
However, just when he was less than a foot away, two people suddenly rolled over on the roof behind Mu Wan. Their movements were uniform and formed as one body.
They all brought musical instruments.
Lord Xueyue frowned and sneered:
"Tsk... I feel like the human aura is the most mixed this time, and it's true that it's mixed in with the rats outside."
Mu Wan opened his eyes wide. Although he imagined that the worst outcome would be to lose his life... he did not expect the current situation at all.
"Yun Qingzhan? Qingxian...?" The shock made her sober up, and the pain subsided a little, "Is it, is it you? Why are you here..."
It looked so familiar—the same green and pink colors made her feel familiar and moved.
Yun Qingxian, who was holding the harp, turned his face sideways and glanced at her.
"Miss Liangqiu, you have to come with us."
"...No, I have to..."
"My aunt, please don't be so harsh."
This is the third person's voice. Mu Wan couldn't move his neck, so he had to search around with his eyes. But even if she hadn't seen it yet, she could definitely identify whose voice it was.
"Jiyue Lord? Why don't you..."
Mu Wan stopped mid-sentence. She suddenly remembered that her hairband was in the hands of Lord Jiyue, and it would not be difficult for him to find her. The friendly figure appeared, walking from the side of the house. As before, he wore black goggles, tucked his non-existent hands into his sleeves, and walked briskly and steadily.
He stood between them and Lord Kutsutsuki.
"Don't come here to find that Taoist priest." Lord Xueyue rolled his eyes, "It's a pity that they are not together."
"No, I'm here to find her. And I know she's in trouble." Jiyue Jun looked back at Mu Wan, even though he couldn't actually see her. "Divining her location is too vague, but I know. It must be Qinglian Town.”
"I'm so touched. Do you want to save her?"
"How should I put it...it depends on whether Hongxuan Changye is willing to reward him or not."
"Master Sui Mulong, you are too protective of humans. Just like your master."
"Yes, after all, she started teaching me to play the piano when I was not in a state of impermanence. Although I have never seen her appearance, and her piano - I don't feel that it belongs to you."
Lord Xueyue spread his hands: "Oh, it sounds like I am rare. If you wanted to take it back after all these years, you would have asked me for it."
"Indeed, the lyre should belong to you. What my master left me is far more than this."
There was something stirring in Mu Wan's mind. She vaguely remembered that someone had mentioned the strange saying that Lord Jiyue had a master. She glanced at Lord Xueyue and quickly recalled what Aluan had said.
I dreamed that Lord Yingyue turned into a woman... and I also dreamed that I became Lord Jiyue's master.
In that ridiculous dream, did she become a red, mysterious, and green girl? Now in Kuchtsuki-kun's story, the dead goddess he despises from the bottom of his heart should be her. That young girl has a piano and is Ji Yuejun’s master. She taught him how to play the piano after he lost his sight, but at that time, Lord Jiyue was not yet the Six Paths Impermanence.
She figured it out, but not completely - for example, why did Dai Luan know this?
There is no time to think about this now. Yun Qingxian and Yun Qingzhan helped her up, but she still couldn't make much movement. Lord Jiyue turned to Lord Xueyue and asked him:
"How will you let her go?"
"What would you give in exchange for her life?"
he asked rhetorically.
Mr. Jiyue helplessly spread his sleeves and said:
"Indeed. She is neither the descendant of anyone nor the reincarnation of anyone... Logically speaking, she shouldn't be worth too much. What do you care about with such an ordinary person? Besides, if I read it right just now, If so, has the Laughing Wolf been here before? I know that you are no longer responsible for this matter. Lord Yingyue has taken over the matter. He always listens to your words the most. However, that adult has a deep prejudice against Lord Yingyue. I am afraid that I need to take this opportunity to do something..."
Mu Wan originally thought that Lord Xueyue would lightly say what has it to do with me, but he didn't say anything and his expression was a little solemn.
Lord Kutsutsuki knows what this means. The reason why Sakimenro's matter was in his hands in the first place was because he could still control the number of people who died in Sakimenro's hands. As long as there are not a thousand people - even nine hundred and ninety-nine people, that gentleman will not cause trouble for him. But now it seems that Yingyue Jun actually can't control him. The more lives he has in his hands, the more serious something will ferment. That gentleman is probably ready to sacrifice some people to save more people.
Lord Yingyue is already an abandoned son.
Logically speaking, this has nothing to do with him. No matter what the consequences are, no matter what others do, he doesn't care. It's just that the adult said clearly that he should "take" Yingyue Jun, and the implication was to watch. He doesn't have much patience with children, but he's pretty good at beating them, and he's full of evil thoughts, so just watching them is fun. But if Mr. Yingyue misses, he is afraid that he will be implicated.
"You'd better deal with him now...you can't kill more people." Lord Jiyue said.
"Okay." Lord Xueyue sighed imperceptibly, "But after I leave, I will repair the broken barrier. Like the six spiritual veins, Huangquan Bell is enough to take two of your disciples out. This one, I'm afraid We can only cross the lotus pond."
He waved his hand, and a gap opened in the fire wall. He raised the cigarette rod and took a puff, and a stream of pure white smoke slowly spread. They rolled up and fell into the lotus pond on the side. After the white smoke submerged into the water, a few ripples appeared, and a ship emerged from the bottom of the water. Qingzhan and Qingxian brought Mu Wan to the side of the boat. She took a look and found that there was no water in the boat, and even the edges were dry. It didn't look like it had been soaked in water at all.
She turned her head worriedly and looked at Lord Jiyue. On the one hand, they were worried about the ship, and on the other hand, they were worried about their safety. But Lord Jiyue turned his face and nodded slightly to her, as if to reassure her. As for Lord Xueyue, he didn't even look at her.
Once on board, it moved on its own. There were no oars or sails on the boat, and it just walked forward on its own, nimbly weaving among the lotus leaves. She tried to turn sideways and stretched her head to glance at the water. In the night, the ripples glowed with warm light, reflecting the fire on the shore. There seems to be some kind of shadow lurking underneath. Maybe there is an unknown monster holding the boat forward.
The more she thought about it, the more hairy she felt, and she shrank back. This was regarded as saving her life, but she was still unwilling to do so.
The boat gradually sailed away from the shore, getting farther and farther away from the scorching fire, and the light on the water became fainter. At this moment, she suddenly heard a young girl's voice coming from the shore.
"Liangqiu!"
She turned half of her body subconsciously.
"——Don't look back."
That became Kuchugetsu-kun's voice.
The towering wall of fire closed, like a curtain that was suddenly drawn shut.
At the last moment, when she saw Lord Kotsutsuki's evil smile, she realized that it was too late. The fire came from bottom to top, gripping the fragile boat like claws, and dragged her into the lotus pond. The feeling of suffocation overwhelmed her, and her whole body felt as if she had been plunged into embers that had not yet been extinguished. She discovered that the hot touch was not fire, but water - she seemed to have fallen into a pot of boiling water, struggling with the stinging pain of the fire, but getting further and further away from the water surface...
"what are you doing?!"
Yun Qingxian scolded, and Qingzhan pulled out his sword from the lute. Lord Jiyue opened his mouth slightly and wanted to say something, but Lord Xueyue rolled up his sleeves, walked through the flames and walked along the shore without looking back.
Amid wild laughter and bright fire, the long night comes to an end.
