Chapter 38 Dreaming Again

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The last ray of the setting sun hung on the horizon. Seeing the darkness approaching, the remaining Miao guards had already lit torches to clean up the battlefield.

Groups of corpses were dragged onto carts and pulled away by strongmen. There were only the silent sounds of corpses being carried and the crackling of lit torches.

The purple sword light that pierced the sky just now, even though it has been a long time since the woman escaped with the man's body, made all the Gu masters and Miao guards present tremble.

"Father..."

In front of the old soldier who was exsanguinated by Hou Qing and died of blood all over his body, You Chuan looked at Du Gong's expression of neither sadness nor joy and bowed in salute.

After looking at the corpse of his old subordinate in silence for a long time, Du Gong sighed and stared at You Chuan with his pale pupils: "Chuan'er, I am very disappointed as a father..."

You Chuan looked calm.

"The child didn't stop them and was willing to be punished."

Du Gong shook his head: "You still don't understand what the requirements of being a father are..."

As he spoke, Mr. Po sighed again, and patted You Chuan's shoulder with sincerity: "Chuan'er, as my father, you are the only adopted son. Isn't this all for the sake of Ten Thousand Poison Cave and for you?"

"Don't be obsessed with me anymore. This is not what your father expects from you."

You Chuan hesitated for a moment and nodded slowly.

"Yes, foster father."

Du Gong chuckled, and then his expression gradually darkened.

"Go and bring back the body of His Highness Li Tang. I will take good care of His Highness's body."

Behind his tall figure, five kneeling figures lowered their heads.

"As ordered..."

The sunset completely dissipated and the earth returned to the night. The palm of You Chuan's shoulder gently patted him, and Du Gong's face melted into darkness at the same time.

"Chuan'er, go and bring the saint's head back. I want to make it into a magic weapon."

You Chuan was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly said: "The Saint is alive, maybe she can still contain the King of Snakes..."

"Just take it back, don't worry about anything else."

"yes……"

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The long snake hanging next to the treetop was cut into two pieces by the sword energy. Along with its body, there were also the secretly entangled tree vines between the branches.

The dense canopy of trees completely obscured the moonlight that was already shrouded by thick clouds. The empress was half-holding Li Jing in her arms. She swung her long sword forward and countless branches in front of her were broken.

As soon as the sword was swung out, the empress' face turned a little pale. She glanced at the unconscious Li Jing in her arms. Her expression was calm and her speed increased a little.

There was not much internal energy left, and the empress seemed to stagger in her steps, but she could vaguely see a small temple covered with weeds in front of her, and a dark shadow standing in the forest.

A hint of joy flashed between the empress' eyebrows, and she carried Li Jing, who was half leaning in her arms, towards the temple gate.

A few swords cut off the vines in front of the half-broken temple. The empress pushed open the temple door and saw a short clay statue in the dark temple.

Knocking down the clay statue with a sword, the empress placed Li Jing on the clay seat and whispered softly.

"Li Jing..."

The figure on the stage showed no reaction, and his breathing gradually weakened.

The empress was stunned, her fingers quickly touched the acupuncture points on Li Jing's body, and she lifted Li Jing up and placed her palms against his chest.

The internal energy that was exported was like a mud cow entering the sea, causing no waves on Li Jing's body.

The empress frowned, and the internal strength in her hand increased a bit.

Then I felt my skin getting colder.

The empress was a little flustered and kept groping around in Li Jing's baggage.

"how so……"

"Why are you trying to show off..."

A bright light flashed across the top of her head, and the empress was stunned, only to see a meteor flash across the exposed temple roof.

Then fell.

With tears in her eyes, the empress bit her lip and took out a bottle from her bag, only to find that it was empty.

The fingertips trembled slightly.

"Didn't you say you wanted to take me to find my brother..."

"You didn't say you can't die..."

"Aren't you very capable...why is this happening..."

At the end, the empress' voice could no longer hide her sadness, but her phoenix eyes were still staring at Li Jing: "Don't pretend to be dead for me!"

Everything was silent except for the empress' eyes shining brightly.

After the daze, the expectant gaze disappeared, and the empress' voice was filled with tears.

"Li Jing, I can stop it..."

The chest in front of him began to rise and fall slowly, and a few low coughs sounded.

"The Empress...will the Empress also cry..."

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When Li Jing first opened his eyes, he saw fog all around him. He was wearing a plain robe, with two long and wide sleeves hanging between his feet.

It seems like a fairyland.

Li Jing waved his sleeves to disperse the fog, but found that the thick fog in front of him could not dissipate, and kept covering him, blocking his sight.

"Why do you have this dream again!"

Li Jing spoke angrily, but heard his own voice echoing from all directions, and the echo of a loud bell echoed in the fog for a long time.

"Because you're dead."

The fog in front dispersed, and a distant figure in white appeared in front.

There is a low table, cushions, and a teapot with the fragrance of tea floating around.

Although he couldn't see the man's face clearly, Li Jing seemed to be able to feel the warm smile on his face.

"sit."

Li Jing lowered his head and saw the same low table teapot and cushions appearing at his feet.

"died?"

Li Jing took a step forward, but found that she was still in the same place, with the square low table still at her feet.

Li Jing frowned and sat down.

"My wounds can heal on their own, how could I die?"

The figure's voice was very magnetic, and he poured himself a cup of tea casually: "You were stabbed into your heart and lungs by an arrow, and you don't know the poison in your body. It's natural for you to die."

"Poison?"

A Gu egg appeared on the table in front of Li Jing.

"This Poison Lord's Gu skills were not inferior to those of his ancestors even back then. It is rare to be able to accurately place this Gu egg in your body among thousands of arrows."

Li Jing held the egg in the palm of her hand and saw that the body of the snow-white egg insect was stiff, and it had obviously lost its vitality long ago.

"You're stupid, but not stupid."

The figure in front slowly stood up, holding the tea cup in one hand and holding it behind him in the other.

"The situation is like this. You think you have jumped out of someone else's palm, but you don't know that you have already become someone else's pawn. The situation is like this. You can still gather a few relatively reliable helpers, but you are not hopelessly stupid."

Li Jing frowned and said, "Who are you..."

The figure's face seemed to be reminiscing, but in the end he seemed to have no idea why.

"This is not something you should worry about. Go back...think about how to play this game."

"This is not how you learned the art of gaming."

Li Jing stood up in confusion: "Didn't you say I'm dead? Why am I here...how can I go back?"

But before Li Jing could wait for the answer, there seemed to be a pulling force that suddenly peeled him away from that world. When he opened his eyes, it was all black.

And a burning pain in my back.

In a daze, I seemed to hear the man sigh.

"This kid has sucked blood for several years in vain."