"kill!"
With another roar, countless swordsmanship disciples rushed towards Tang Ming's direction.
"A bunch of ants who don't know whether to live or die."
Tang Ming took off his bamboo hat, picked up the forged spirit sword on the ground, and rushed into the crowd.
A burst of fighting sounds rang out in the firelight.
The monk who was also in the Tongmai realm couldn't even withstand Tang Ming's sword and was cut in half.
A sword energy raged, and the swordsman disciples surrounding him died instantly.
The powerful sword energy and strong wind blew away the formations at the feet of countless disciples.
Looking at his former disciples, he saw death before his eyes, and the surviving swordsmanship disciples also stopped where they were.
"So strong, no wonder he was able to escape from the hands of Master Wan!"
"But you can only be arrogant now. Our Holy Son will arrive in Luoyang City soon, and your death will soon come."
Hearing this, Tang Ming's eyes flashed with ferocity. If not for Mu Qingyun's appearance, his sister would not have fallen into a deep sleep.
Now that the guy actually came to visit him, Tang Ming naturally wanted to avenge his sister with his own hands.
Continuing to put on his bamboo hat, Tang Ming just said coldly: "Tell Mu Qingyun that he doesn't need to spend a lot of time. I will go find him."
After saying that, he walked straight to the door.
Just as he was about to push the door open, he found a pair of small hands behind him tightly holding his sleeves.
Tang Ming stopped where he was, his expression changed slightly.
The surrounding kendo disciples looked at the only remaining survivor and began to ask in a low voice.
"What should we do? Are we going to kill her in Tang Ming's hands?"
"Forget it, she's just an inconsequential little character, no one will care what she says."
The sound in his ears relieved Tang Ming's slightly tense expression. After all, if a war started here, he would not be sure to kill all the swordsmen disciples while protecting Qing'er.
The moment you open the gate of Wan'an Tower, you will see countless guards guarding the city.
These people obviously received orders from the Holy Land of Sword Dao and came here to encircle and suppress Tang Ming. However, they never thought that even the Sword Dao disciples would be helpless against the target of their encirclement and suppression.
Upon noticing the aura emanating from Tang Ming's body, everyone's expressions froze.
If there were a fight, these elite defenders might be reduced to corpses in an instant.
"Get out of my way!"
The general guarding the city spoke immediately.
After all, the order he received was just to besiege Wan'an Building and prevent outsiders from knowing the truth of what was going on inside. There was no need to risk his life.
The army quickly gave up their positions, and Tang Ming took steps to leave the crowd. Qing'er, who followed closely, grabbed his clothes and gradually faded away from everyone's sight.
"If we just let him leave like this, will the Headmaster blame us?"
"Didn't the Holy Son say that? Tang Ming's life needs to be taken by him personally. All we need to do is inform this kid's location."
Originally, this siege was to test whether Tang Ming had the strength to fight against the sect like last time. Now it seems that the battle that day was just a flash in the pan.
Tang Ming's current strength can be easily controlled by even a Yuan-building monk.
"Inform the Holy Son that Tang Ming has arrived in Luoyang City!"
Night falls.
The two long and narrow figures were reflected.
"If you had hid in there just now, you might have been able to save your life, but if you follow me now, you will only die!" Tang Ming said slowly.
This is not an alarmist statement. The people of the Holy Land of Swordsmanship will not give up the pursuit easily, and with their arrogant and conceited character, they will not give up until they achieve their goal.
"I want to follow you out of this place, no matter where you go." Qing'er said stubbornly as he followed behind.
Looking at this little girl who didn't understand anything yet, Tang Ming still advised: "There are many people chasing me, and I will not guarantee your safety."
"I'm afraid that I will become a burden if you follow me around, right? I know how to do laundry and cooking, so staying with me will definitely be useful."
In order to prove what he said, Qing'er quickly walked up to him and hung Tang Ming's luggage on himself.
Looking at this stubborn silly girl, Tang Ming thought of his sister who was still frozen, and couldn't help but feel compassion.
"You can stay with me until you find a place to stay, but don't ask who I am or why those people are chasing me."
Qing'er nodded.
"Um."
"Don't ask about things I haven't asked!"
"Um..."
"..."
Until the first ray of sunshine in the morning shone on the two of them, the journey had just begun.
The ruins of Wan'an Building.
Countless swordsmanship disciples saluted.
"Welcome to the Holy Son."
The leader had a handsome face, with a bit of evil charm in his eyes, and there was a terrifying evil aura all over his body.
Many disciples showed strange expressions when they saw him.
Because in their impression, the Sword Master was clearly upright, but now he was exuding evil energy.
"No need to salute. I heard that you found traces of Tang Ming?"
"Reporting to the Holy Son, Tang Ming just left last night and should not have left the city yet. Do we need to continue the pursuit?"
Mu Qingyun slowly waved his fan, with contempt on his lips, "No need, he will come back."
These words made many disciples confused. Tang Ming wanted to escape quickly, so why would he choose to return to Luoyang City?
"Go to Luoyang Mansion and gather some people. I, the Holy Son, will entertain him well."
...
"Ah sneeze!"
Tang Ming sneezed slightly and couldn't help but feel a little chill in his back.
"Master, do you have a cold?"
Qing'er hurriedly covered Tang Ming with a blanket.
"It's okay..." After declining, he covered her thin body with the blanket.
"We will arrive at Qingyun City soon. Bury your parents properly and find a place to live in peace away from here."
Seeing that Tang Ming was trying to drive him away, Qing'er looked slightly lonely.
"Um......"
Farewell to the past, Qingyun City almost became a dead city.
To this day, no one dares to set foot here, and there are even rumors that ghosts wander here from time to time at night.
When I arrived at Qing'er's home, there was nothing there. It was obviously taken away by relatives from the outer city. The only thing left was an ordinary box in the corner.
It contains Qing'er's birth date and a hairpin.
Looking at her mother's only relic, Qing'er held it tightly in her hands.
Tang Ming looked at her sad mood and comforted her, "Keep it well. This is the only sustenance between you and your mother."
"Um!"
After burying Qing'er's parents, what Tang Ming promised had been completed.
"Next, let's find a place for you."
Qing'er's face flashed with reluctance, but she also understood that they were not the same people at all.
So I could only nod.
"good!"
"Do you have any other wishes?"
Qing'er raised her head and murmured to herself: "I hope that the souls of the dead in Qingyun City can sleep on the earth, and I also hope that people without a destination like Mr. Xiang will never appear in this world again."
Tang Ming's eyes flashed with surprise. He didn't expect that this girl would actually care about him.
"I hope..."
Perhaps sensing Tang Ming's gloomy mood, Qing'er quickly changed his tune.
"I also want to see the blooming iron flowers with my own eyes."
“I also want to eat delicacies from all over the world”
"It's better to wake up and never have to work again!"
After hearing this, a smile flashed across Tang Ming's lips.
"I hope you can get your wish!"
After that, he walked straight into the depths of Qingyun City.
