Bai Ya glanced at Lord Shuangyue. The latter seemed to feel it and turned his head slightly to look at him... then looked over his shoulder and behind him.
There, there was a guard who smiled the most openly and was talking nonsense:
"This human being is the most cunning, Your Majesty, you have to be aware of it. Who knows if he has a fake and regards your majesty as nothing, and wants to engage in such sneaky and subversive activities-"
A gust of wind pierced the air sharply, like a sharp arrow piercing through the air. A black shadow quickly passed through the hall and suddenly hit the Shura's head. A burst of blood exploded, and his noisy mouth could no longer make any sound, and he fell to the ground, twitching slightly.
The blood flowed from his head and slowly spread on the ground, staining the ground of the palace red.
All this flashed across Bai Ya's field of vision like lightning. He turned around suddenly, not even having time to reflect what he saw and why he wanted to see his companions.
Lord Shuangyue. His throwing gesture hadn't even changed yet. At this moment, he slowly retracted his hand and stood with his arms folded like before. It's as if he didn't take the treasure of this clan and hit the palace guard on the head in the main palace of King Wu City, under the eyes of the monarch.
Everyone was speechless. Compared to the moment of silence just now, the palace at this time was as quiet as the sea before the waves rolled back.
In an instant, an angry wave surged over. Regardless of whether the target was innocent or not, all the guards raised their swords, yelled loudly, and became angry at the two people. Some of them had already taken a few steps closer in excitement, staring at the queen, and shouted excitedly that they wanted to drag them out and behead them, or simply kill them on the spot.
"quiet!"
At the critical moment, the Queen shouted loudly to stop her men. She loudly ordered them to return to their posts, named another one, and ordered them to take the injured guard down. These Shura seem to care about their colleagues, but their style is really rough. Bai Ya watched helplessly as the guard picked up his companion's collar and dragged him out of the hall.
A long line of blood stains wiped out on the ground as he moved. Bai Ya squinted his eyes and could see some dirty white mixed with light red, as if the brains had been beaten out. This Shura was probably cut open by Lord Shuangyue. I wonder if their physiques are different from humans. After such a short time, whether they can be saved or they have to be burned and buried on the spot.
The commotion gradually subsided, but a group of guards still looked evil and stared at them with their weapons. The Queen changed her sitting posture impatiently and waved her hand:
"Put the battle away from me. You, pick up the knife and bring it to me for a look."
She was talking to Jun Luanjiu. He didn't say much, simply nodded, took a few steps back and forth, picked up the Demon-Sealing Blade that had been thrown on the ground, and handed it to the Queen. She turned the demon-sealing blade attached to the scabbard twice in her hand. Without even looking at it carefully, she raised her head and announced to the subordinates around her:
"It's the real thing."
There was a commotion among the Asuras below. Their hostility towards the two outsiders has not yet subsided, but the glances exchanged between them have become excited, probably because they are all happy to see the return of this treasure.
In the midst of this joy, Shura suddenly noticed that his queen's face changed, suddenly becoming gloomy, and looking gloomy. He calmed down and whispered to his companions. Gradually, they all became quiet and quietly looked at the king and the magic weapon in her hands, wondering what went wrong.
Bai Ya knew what happened. He understood that the knife would not be easily pulled out of its sheath, and the Queen must also know that. So he paid close attention and kept looking at the Queen's hand holding the knife. Just then, he saw the opponent's arms holding the handle and scabbard of the knife respectively, and his muscles tightened. Then her face dropped and her eyes widened, as if she was extremely angry at the disobedient weapon. While the Shura people were still celebrating secretly, the Queen exerted her strength again, and the masseter muscles on her face became bulging. I don't know if it was an illusion, but Bai Ya felt that he could almost see the veins popping up on the back of her hands, and there seemed to be a drop of sweat seeping out of her forehead.
The Demon-Sealing Blade remained motionless.
Even the charm on the scabbard was still wilted and wrinkled, as if it was not interested in the power exerted by the king of Shura. Bai Ya realized that from the moment Shuangyue Lord was entangled with it, the sword might have changed its family, recognized a new owner, and no longer responded to the race that once controlled it.
In the silence of the hall filled with thoughts, the current owner of the Demon-Sealing Blade seemed to curl his lips. When Bai Ya looked at him, he had regained his calm expression, and there was still impatience between his brows.
"Can it be opened?" He said to the queen in a calm tone, "Pull out the knife quickly. If you can't pull it out, put it away quickly. Let me leave as soon as possible."
It's best when it's that simple.
The situation was already clear - she couldn't pull out the knife.
Since she can take the lead in the Shura clan and rule for many years, the Queen must be the strongest person in this country. She couldn't be recognized by the Demon-Sealing Blade, let alone other Shuras.
But what use does a knife that cannot be unsheathed do to them?
Put it in the Temple of War and offer it as a decoration?
Thinking on the bright side, maybe they will just hold the knife and think about it by themselves. Or, train new brave warriors and spend many years to win the recognition of the Demon-Sealing Blade. No matter what, this can only be achieved by detaining the weapon. I will never let him follow Shuangyue Lord and leave without a trace.
Bai Ya suddenly thought of Shui Wujun. He should know that it was this colleague who heard nothing from Yao Wu. I don’t know what their relationship is, but as a craftsman, Shui Wujun must care about this magical weapon. If the Demon-Sealing Blade can't go back, it might be a pity for him. Yunxuan Pavilion
Think the worst...
If the Demon-Sealing Blade no longer has an owner - as long as its current owner no longer exists...
If Lord Shuangyue dies, will it change its ways again and return to its original owner?
Do the Shuras know the answer? Would they think of it, would they want to give it a try?
This is not a glorious thing. I believe that these races that admire the strong will not want such a stain to be witnessed and left behind. If they wanted to attack Mr. Shuangyue, Bai Ya would not be able to watch, and they would not let Bai Ya sit aside and watch peacefully. He is a confident person, but not arrogant. He does not think that he really has the terrifying ability to break out of a tight siege with one against a thousand in the hinterland ruled by his clan.
Besides, Jun Luanjiu is still here. Once he falls out, no matter what the outcome, his situation will become precarious. No matter which way you fall, you're bound to hurt yourself.
Many thoughts flashed through his mind like a storm. Bai Ya didn't know that he was such a worried person. These vague thoughts moved quickly, and just after this short moment, the Queen spoke.
She said to Jun Luanjiu: "Give him the knife back."
Almost everyone, including Bai Ya, was stunned on the spot, looking at each other, not understanding what was going on. Jun Luanjiu upheld the qualities of a general in the army and did not interfere too much with the king's decision-making, but simply carried out the order.
Not only did Lord Shuangyue not show any surprise, he was not even in a hurry to take the knife.
"Why should you give me back? Don't you want this thing? Now that I have come here and the thing is in your hands, why don't you take it?"
His frosty tone finally cracked open, revealing an undercurrent of cold sarcasm.
"After years of planning and hard work, you finally succeeded in luring me here. Now that it's here, right in front of you, you don't want it anymore."
At this time, even the Queen looked surprised and inexplicable. She looked at him sideways, as if she saw him going crazy, without making any comment on his remarks. Bai Ya was finally confused by this twists and turns.
"How did you realize it was a trap or a scam? When did you realize it? Why did you throw yourself into the trap without hesitation?"
"Ten years ago..."
Lord Shuangyue finally took the Demon-Sealing Blade, staring at the weird and twisted runes on the sheath with his dark eyes: "About ten years ago, someone started to set up a trap. If it wasn't the Demon-Sealing Blade, what could it be?"
Since he is an impermanent person in the six realms, Lord Shuang Yue has already transcended the mortal body. He doesn't need sleep, but for a long time, he will also talk in his sleep for entertainment. In the limited time he had during his lifetime, he would not be so self-wasting, but when the time that can be passed approaches infinite, he naturally cannot be interested in paying attention to every minute.
Occasionally, he also dreams, which may be regarded as a symbol of human beings. They are all trivial and meaningless fragments. When you open your eyes and return to the present world, everything recedes like the tide. Until one day about ten years ago.
The Demon-Sealing Blade's appearance in his dream was not something that could be traced. But it appeared too often, and it was always accompanied by some signs and hints, like it wanted to tell him its past story and decipher the curse that accompanied it. It was often vague at key points, and it also led him to pay attention to certain things. ...something about the far southern lands.
He didn't want to pay attention to it. At worst, he would no longer fall asleep and listen to the whispers of the Demon-Sealing Blade in his dreams. However, as a top assassin, it is simply instinct to pay attention to any signs of trouble. But just when he realized that the clues of the Demon Sealing Blade might be related to the Southern Kingdom and wanted to think about it, he suddenly stopped dreaming about all this.
It's like... some kind of barrier or some kind of barrier has been erected between the Demon-Sealing Blade and the unknown resonance thing.
When he said this, Bai Ya immediately realized that it might be the time when Jiutian Kingdom's current formation was first formed. Lord Shuangyue didn't make it clear, and he wouldn't talk too much. Just listen to Mr. Shuangyue continue to say:
"This period of time is neither long nor short. It didn't take long, and the clues of the Nine Heavens Kingdom began to pour into my dreams again. Compared with before, it seemed too obvious and too impatient... It violated the rules among the gods. The Covenant seems to be under a lot of pressure, and you guys are working really hard.”
"Why don't you tell me what kind of covenant it is?"
The queen had a sullen face, tightened her grip on the armrests of the throne, and spoke forcefully.
"You don't know? No way? I don't want to waste any more words. They don't understand, no matter what. As for you, it is closely related to you, so just understand in your heart."
Mr. Shuangyue raised his hands again, looking secretive. At first glance, the Queen's expressionless face matched his. However, in the silent hall, Bai Ya did not miss a slight crisp sound. He clearly saw the falling dust between the Queen's knuckles that were so hard that they turned white. He didn't know how angry she was, breaking even a corner of her throne.
Judging from her painful reaction, even if Lord Shuangyue said it, Bai Ya could probably guess it. After all, if you want to isolate the entire Nine Heavens Kingdom, you need the concerted efforts of these seven so-called gods. This is absolutely the unanimous will of all gods.
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