The purple fire lotus completely collapsed, and each petal fell away. Lord Xueyue clenched his hand, and all he could capture was nothingness. He waved his hand again without hesitation, and the Karma behind him flew towards Chen Star like an order. Chenxing raised his sword with his backhand, and the metal blade as thin as a cicada's wing collided with the slender glass sword body, making a crisp and long buzzing sound.
The seemingly fragile sword was actually unscathed. The wave of spiritual power caused Chenxing's long hair to surge, and a light purple fire veil enveloped her whole body. In shock, Wenying muttered:
"That sword is so strong..."
"Shiranui and Hellfire melted it and reshaped it. Its shape seemed to be a natural condensation, but in fact it formed its own most stable structure. Even if an accident occurs due to the disparity in strength, this fire can melt it until it is flexible. To such an extent, it can block all external or magical attacks. I never thought that Liuli Heart could be such a powerful thing."
At this point, Lord Xueyue knew that his wishful thinking was going to come to nothing. But he was obviously unwilling to return empty-handed, so he used all the weapons to deal with several people. And Chen Xing, who had absorbed the power of Shiranui, was able to use this flame with ease, as if it was a part of her from birth. Even Han Zhang never expected that this special flame would be much more natural for Chen Xing than for him.
"My master once wanted to take away such power, but he is still a mortal... But isn't Miss Chen also a human?"
"Maybe her heart helped her a lot." Xie Zhe responded to Han Shang.
Everything inside was almost burned to the ground. But now there is no remains, probably the ashes have burned out. There is no smoke either, which may be due to the purifying effect of the glass. The moment it left Chenxing's body, the black smoke that was choking and blurring his vision almost completely faded away. Having been beaten to this extent, Lord Xueyue still refuses to give up.
At this moment, they heard noisy noises coming from outside. Ling Huan was asked to call the officials before, but he didn't expect them to act very quickly. It can be seen through the windowless hole that although the officers and soldiers are a little timid, they are also fully armed and have come to a distance that ordinary people dare not approach. They probably didn't expect that the scene would turn out like this.
"Azhe, you have to find a way out!" They heard Ling Huan shouting outside, "The government officials said that if the first floor continues to burn like this, the pillars will be damaged and the building will easily collapse!"
Having said that, why don't they want to come out? Even if it's a fight, it's certainly more comfortable in a wide space. But if that happens, the people in the neighborhood will definitely suffer. The good news is that the passengers upstairs should have been evacuated elsewhere.
"Well, there is really no point in delaying it any longer. But sometimes, you can't blame me for my despicable methods." Lord Xueyue frowned and said as he distanced himself from a few people, "I don't like to suffer losses. No matter what , you should also suffer a little bit to make me feel better, right?"
After saying that, he suddenly raised his arms. A blue flame different from Shiranui burst out from behind him, like exploding fireworks. His shadow was also extended in all directions in the interlaced firelight, and the part projected on the wall was more shuddering than a twisted snake. This weird firelight actually gave people the illusion of being plunged into darkness, and even the daylight that spilled out of the window was eclipsed. That extremely gloomy face revealed a tragic and ferocious look under the cold fire.
"Burn the sea of karma..."
Han Zhang reacted very quickly and quickly grabbed Wenying and Xie Zhe who were closest to him with both hands. But there was no cover at all. Just when several people were feeling confused and desperate, Chenxing raised her sword straight up, and the purple flame snaked across her arm, attached to the slender sword body, and suddenly erupted. The overwhelming purple instantly erodes and engulfs the rushing blue until the sea of burning sin karma is completely resolved.
And no one was hurt a hair.
After the two kinds of fire light dissipated, there was no one at the place where Lord Kotsutsuki originally stood. Just when they were confused, Xie Zhe's voice came from behind.
"It's really unexpected and wonderful. This glass heart is really extraordinary. It can forgive even the karma of sinners. Should I say that I am resigned to it?"
He returned to his usual sarcastic smile, leaving a few people somewhat confused. But at this moment, Wenying was the first to see clearly what he had in hand.
"Feng Yunzhan?! When--"
Xie Zhe was startled and suddenly touched his waist. The scabbard was still there, but the sword itself was nowhere to be seen—or should be said, it appeared in the hands of Lord Kouzuki. In addition to their anger, they heard Lord Kutsutsuki's undisguised ridicule.
"Hahahahaha, you are really stupid. I even said hello before, I am very interested in this thing. Although according to the original plan, I shouldn't take it away today. But how to say... ...There is a saying that a thief never comes up short. You must have heard it, right?"
"You are shameless!" Wenying yelled.
No matter what she says, Lord Kutsutsuki is a person who doesn't care if he achieves his goal. He fluttered his sleeves, and with a flash of fire, he disappeared. Xie Zhe had no time to snatch his sword back. The whole inn creaked, and several people recalled Ling Huan's previous shouting. Chenxing just raised his sword and waved it slightly, and all the remaining flames in the room disappeared in an instant, including the cold fox fire. The heavy door had been burned out of shape and could not be opened from the inside. They could only crawl out through the window in embarrassment.
"Are you okay? Are you hurt?"
Seeing that only Xie Zhe's face was dark, Ling Huan took out a handkerchief to help him wipe it. But there was a bruise under the smoke. Xie Zhe, who didn't even know it himself, was unprepared and grimaced in pain. Ling Huan quickly retracted his hand, but did not dare to move. She peered into the room. The pillars and walls inside were all burnt black. The shopkeeper was wailing in the distance, but he didn't have enough courage to go in and check. If he found that there was nothing inside, he would probably scream even more miserably.
"Don't worry, that guy is gone."
Han Shan comforted her and took away Ling Huan's handkerchief without any courtesy. She was stunned, but had no objection. On the other hand, Wenying snatched the handkerchief back angrily and stuffed it back into Ling Huan's hand. Someone from the government came forward and asked them to take notes and detail the cause and effect of the incident so that it could be recorded.
"Lao Xie and I will go," Han Chang said, "Just a few girls...well, a few people?"
They looked around, not knowing when Chen Xing disappeared from people's sight. Seeing that the crisis was basically over, the good people came over to watch the fun again, but they didn't get too close. I'm afraid Chen Xing has already blended into the crowd and disappeared. It is true that it is not a good thing for a troublesome person like her to come into contact with the government.
The government arranged for them to stay at the inn that day. Although the conditions were much simpler than those at the inn, they were guarded by guards. Although Xie Zhe and Han Zhang did not discuss it in advance, they tacitly concealed the fact that Chen Xing had appeared. Xie Zhe said that his sword had been stolen, but he could never issue a reward for the six impermanences, so he struggled to write a missing object notice. But they would not stay long, and decided to continue on their way the next day.
Xie Zhe randomly bought a sword for self-defense, but he felt that he couldn't take advantage of it. Unexpectedly, once you get used to using Fengyun Slash, no other weapon can compare with it. He didn't choose carefully when he bought it, and he didn't look at it much after buying it, just casually setting it aside. Han Chang took it out and looked at it again and again. Compared with those good knives and swords, of course, these ones that can be bought casually from the blacksmith shop are much worse - but this is compared with the enemies they fight. It still works if you scare the little thieves when you are on the road every day.
Although that's it.
Han Zhang put his sword back into its sheath and turned around to find Xie Che writing. He paused after writing two strokes and let out a small sigh from time to time. After a while, he crumpled up the half-written piece of paper in his hand and pushed it aside. Han Chang walked over and looked at it. There was a letter that had been written. He only glanced at it and saw that it was a letter from home to his mother. There were few truths between the lines, only that they had a good trip and reported good news but not bad news.
Only in the last sentence, he saw a clue. Perhaps facing his mother, he somewhat relieved his burden and spoke lightly, feeling a little confused about the way forward. Maybe his mother would be a little worried about this, but since they couldn't receive a reply due to mobility issues, Xie Zhe boldly wrote it.
"If it goes too smoothly, you will be suspected." Although he did not raise his head, Xie Zhe seemed to know what Han Shang was thinking. He added: "Writing some bad things appropriately will make her feel more at ease. In fact... I have been confused."
"..."
Hanshang didn't answer. He silently picked up the paper that he had crumpled into a ball and slowly unfolded it. After reading only the beginning, a moment of surprise flashed across his face. But after all, it stands to reason that he would have had the motive to write a second letter.
"You really plan to..."
"What else can I do? You have seen what happened today. And...we should have seen it a long time ago."
Xie Zhe held his forehead and closed his eyes, not wanting to face the black and white words on the table for the time being. In a small room, even a small candle cannot drive away the coolness of September. People's hearts are cold, and they are cold wherever they go.
"Today...is not the most dangerous."
That familiar feeling of heart palpitations appeared again. At some point, he felt afraid of many moments in the past. This kind of fear is indescribable. It crawls slowly along the back like a millipede, moving its densely packed legs irregularly, causing a numbness and tingling pain. You can't see it, you can't touch it, but at the moment you are looking for it, in the gaps of countless memories, more insects are vying to emerge.
"It should be said that you finally agreed to take your sister down the mountain, which is really an incredible decision." Xie Zhe said, rubbing his temples.
"...I think now that this decision was quite bold. But looking back, the mountain is not safe. Maybe grandma also had this consideration. Alas."
Xie Zhe picked up the pen again, dipped it in ink, and decided to write something on a new piece of paper. Han Shangyang didn't want to look any more. He silently walked to the bed and sat down, staring blankly at the candlelight on the table from a distance. Looking back at the dazzling flames today, he only felt more lamentation in his heart. He still couldn't draw the long sword from the short scabbard of the sword lent to him by the Lord of the Bones. Perhaps his mentality had not returned to the carefree time in the past.
But can we really go back to this day?
Xie Zhe tore the paper into pieces again, this time with rare annoyance. He seemed to be blaming himself for not knowing how to write. But who should be blamed? After tracing the origin, no one could figure it out.
