Geng Ruying's eyes were like daggers, and she wanted to cut into several holes Zhao Chun who had ruined her good deeds.
However, Zhao Shun did not give her half of his attention. Instead, he forced himself to remain calm and looked up at the Huang clan as they walked straight towards where the three of them were.
"You," the Desolate race, like many races, also has its own language. However, the human race monks all practice a spell of communication skills, so when the words of the foreign race are heard, they can also understand the other party's words. I thought, "Who are you following?"
Although the Huang people are upright and do not know how to adapt, it does not mean that they are stupid. The giant in front of him lowered his eyes and looked at the three of them. A large shadow formed under his body, but the sun was tilted, and Zhao Xun was in the shadow. Outside, Geng Ruying and Pu Yue are in the shadows.
Of course he would not use this to distinguish between closeness and distance. What really matters in his heart is Pu Yue's own decision.
Who to follow?
These three words might as well be interpreted as "who should die?" Geng Ruying and Zhao Chun looked at each other. One stood tall and firm, while the other's heart was trembling wildly.
The iron hooves of the Desolate Clan came so fast that the walls of the Holy Land were breached almost as soon as they reached the city. At that time, she was about to refine Pu Yue into a human lantern according to the priest's instructions. Thinking that he was about to die, it would be okay to tell some secrets, and Pu Yue resembled his biological mother. With various thoughts, Geng Ruying told everything about the everlasting lantern.
Unexpectedly, the holy land was breached and the priest died soon after. She thought to herself, rather than refining Pu Yue into a human lamp and using it, it would be better to save her life, and the possibility of protecting herself would be greater.
After all, Pu Yue was undefended, and not long after he came back, he informed her of the fact that the Huang clan in the sand sea had not taken action against him.
"Yue'er," Geng Ruying clamped Pu Yue's arm firmly and gritted her teeth, "This person is clearly a swordsman, but he deceived the priest into entering the Holy Land as a weapon refiner. The Lord once said that she had different thoughts. Now in the Holy Land I'm afraid the tragic situation is also caused by her. You have to think carefully and don't suffer the consequences of the person who destroyed your home..."
Pu Yue is an alchemy cultivator, and Geng Ruying is also an alchemy cultivator. In the past years, she was like a teacher to Pu Yue, and even more like an adoptive mother. The kindness of raising and teaching her over the years was shattered overnight by layers of lies. The truth was really hard for him to accept and he was deeply shocked.
"I know..." Knowing that Zhao Shun was a sword cultivator, knowing that she was powerful, and knowing that she hid many things, Pu Yue told others about her experiences on the way, but never told others about Zhao Shun.
"Elder Geng, you said that people always have many secrets." Pu Yue lowered her head and looked up at her blankly.
Geng Ruying was stunned, and suddenly remembered when she said this. At that time, the young Pu Yue asked her where the evergreen lamp came from. She said it was a secret treasure developed by the priest. Pu Yue asked the priest how he developed it. When she came, she used this excuse to block Pu Yue's mouth.
"You used to watch my mother-in-law grow up and have a family, and now...you have brought me up." Pu Yue's clear eyes suddenly filled with a sad color, "Most descendants of the royal family will not survive. In thirty to fifty years, they will be made into lamps and candles. Elder, how many times have you seen people like me and my mother-in-law?"
"In the past four hundred years, was there a moment when you lived in torment? Was there a moment when you... felt guilty and uneasy?"
"The priest has planted a poison on us, and no one can resist. If I hadn't been hijacked by him, how could I have the heart to attack the children I raised." Geng Ruying suddenly felt that the Pu Yue in her hand was about to leave her, and for a moment I was frightened in my heart, squeezed my eyes, and shed two lines of clear tears.
Pu Yue raised her hand tremblingly and gently wiped away the tears on her cheeks: "You also said that with the guidance of the ever-bright lamp, we will never be lost in the wind and sand. No matter how difficult and dangerous the road ahead is, the light points. The direction is home.”
"Yue'er..." Geng Ruying was overjoyed. If Pu Yue had even half a heart to care about her old relationship, she would be able to survive today's decision. Although Zhao Shun had a life-saving grace from Pu Yue, in the end they were only friends for a few months, nothing compared to the years of upbringing!
But the joy in her eyes instantly turned into fear when it touched Pu Yue's.
"But the lamp is broken, the family is dead, the words that were deceived in the past have become a prophecy, and I have nowhere to turn." Pu Yue couldn't break free from Geng Ruying's iron-like hands, so she had to turn to the side facing away from her. Go too far.
When the barbarians of the Huang tribe saw this, they didn't know what Pu Yue's choice was, so they wanted to take pictures of Geng Ruying with their big hands!
But Geng Ruying was frightened and ashamed, so her men still refused to let her go. They pulled her down and wanted Pu Yue to die with her. The desolate tribe's palms were powerful, but they were concerned about the powerless person standing beside her. Girl, you can't let go.
During the stalemate, Zhao Xun suddenly burst into the shadow from under the sky, and the swords were forced into a line. Even the explosion in the air could not match the speed of the sword. The next moment the blood splashed out, she had taken Pu Yue out. Under the palm of the Huang Clan, Geng Ruying turned into a puddle of flesh before she could scream in agony - even her soul was shattered by the wind of the palm!
After the Desolate tribe killed her, they raised their big palms and pointed: "Little princess, according to the old covenant between the two tribes' ancestors, when the bloodline dies out, it is the day when the oath of alliance ends. My king feels that you will be the last one to inherit the bloodline." One person, if there are any descendants in the future, I should warn them not to stray into the sea of sand."
After saying this, he nodded solemnly, turned around, mounted the camel beast and left.
Zhao Shun turned sideways to look at Pu Yue, whose eyes were blank. Her arm was still tightly grasped by Geng Ruying's incomplete forearm. The force used by the other party must have been considerable, which was why Zhao Shun never let go of her hand after being cut off.
"Are you leaving?" Zhao Shun stretched out his hand to her.
Pu Yue looked in a daze and whispered: "Where else can I go?"
"Go to the three human states. Haven't you always wanted to see it?" Zhao Shun gently placed his palm on the top of her hair, "First find a place to settle down. The world is so big, there is always a place to stay. The ground is here!”
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With Pu Yue by your side, it is not difficult to cross the sea of sand.
The two of them walked for about two or three days before learning about the great changes in the sand sea from the nearby Wilderness tribe's hunting team.
From now on, there will be no more tribes of the Great Desolate Tribe. Ten powerful men of the Desolate Tribe at the venerable level will crown the new king. They will conquer everywhere, end the long-term division, and establish the Great Desolate Kingdom where all the Desolate Tribes unite as one!
Zhao Shun was walking with his sword. When he passed by the tree god, his mind was heavy again.
There is no room for two tigers in one mountain. If the Wild Clan wants to dominate the wild sand sea, there will inevitably be a battle with this banyan tree demon...
It's just that these things are things for later, and it is more important to take care of the present now. She took Pu Yue, who had become taciturn, back to the wild coastal port to prepare for returning to the three states of the human race.
Her official documents had been destroyed by gangsters, and she was followed by a monk from outside the state. She had to inform the elders in advance so that someone could help her.
"One wave of injustice comes after another, which really disturbs people's peace..." As soon as he arrived at the port, Zhao Chun inquired about the unusual situation in the waters between Japan and China in recent times. The thing that had the most to do with her was, of course, the death of the Sixth Master of the Black Thief, and the patrolling of the wanted sword cultivator in the reef forest.
After all, there are many Fenxuan among the black thieves, and even strong ones in the Reunion Stage. With her current strength, she is indeed unable to fight against them.
Just when Zhao Shun was feeling melancholy, a window suddenly opened in a small building on the side of the port street. A huge body of Wu Jiao, more than ten feet tall, was piled next to the small window, jokingly saying:
"Have you got everything?"
Like an evil cultivator, he winked and grinned his white teeth.
