As soon as Song Yu finished speaking, he felt that his spiritual sea was suddenly under a fierce attack, and his face lost all color for a moment. This was the action of the White Walker King in his spiritual sea. At the same time, the body of the Strange Ghost King also dug its fingers into Song Yu's shoulder, causing blood to drip from his body. He looked at Jie Nanshi with even more evil eyes, even with murderous intent.
Apparently thinking of his old enemy.
Such a huge reaction meant that he was right. In the world of the White Walkers, there is another force that is powerful enough to check the imperial power. "Even if you reach the supreme position in this world, you are still a loser in your own world."
"You are trying to anger me." The Ghost King pressed his hand hard, and Song Yu knelt down on one knee: "I have always been the Nine-Five Supreme, in the original world, and in this world as well. No one You can threaten me!"
Song Yu still tilted his head and smiled: "I remember you said you were not dead when you came to this world, so why didn't you act like a good emperor and instead crossed the world to come to us?"
"You are looking for death!" The Strange Ghost King was obviously furious, but he might have taken care of the clone in Song Yu's body.
Jie Nanshi subconsciously took half a step forward, but did not dare to act rashly. He was not sure of saving Song Dynasty from the ghost king. He was also puzzled as to why Song Yu kept trying to anger the White Walker King.
Song Yu smiled and sank into the spiritual sea for a moment. When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were already scarlet.
The moment the White Walker clone opened his eyes, there was obvious hesitation and daze in his expression, and then... he was filled with overwhelming anger.
In this world, no one can make him kneel down! He was born to be above all people, why should he kneel down, not even himself!
The Ghost King is trapped in Song Yu's body and cannot use any spells. But he was a person who had been practicing for more than a thousand years. He only used the power of his soul to force himself to stand up and waved away the arm that was pressing on his shoulders.
The White Walker King frowned and glanced at his hand that was thrown away, with a look of confusion on his face: "What are you doing?" There was only his clone in front of you, how could you dare to throw away his hand?
"I will not kneel to anyone." The clone of the White Walker King looked at the White Walker King who was pierced through the abdomen with the same arrogance: "I can't do it myself."
"Presumptuous." The White Walker King was obviously angry, and he raised his hand to take out the White Walker King's clone from Song Yu's body. Destroying his own clone is also a kind of damage to the White Walker King, but he obviously does not intend to keep this clone that dares to resist the main body. The best way is to take out the clones and fuse them into one.
But the clone was also angry. He seemed to have forgotten that he was occupying someone else's skin. He only remembered the humiliation of being forced to kneel down at that moment and had no intention of cooperating.
It was at this moment that Xie Nanshi cut off Yan Rui's head with a sword. After the head fell to the ground, the human skin could no longer carry the White Walker inside. When the White Walker King flew out of Yan Rui's body and tried to rush into Song Yu's body, he was crushed to pieces by Jie Nanshi's backhand sword.
However, a broken soul still flew out and disappeared between heaven and earth. Xie Nanshi didn't chase him, he just held his sword and looked at the severed head on the ground. His face was much paler than that of Song Yu, a man who had endured a mental shock.
Therefore, he did not see an emerald green shadow chasing after the ghost king's broken soul.
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The White Walker King broke away from his physical restraints, and with this escape, he rushed no less than a hundred miles away in an instant.
He has not cultivated the evil path, and his injuries are serious, so he cannot survive without wearing human skin for a long time. His goal is Jinshui Town, not far away, to find a suitable carrier.
However, just when it saw the entrance of Jinshui Town, a giant bird grabbed its soul into the sky with its claws, and the world changed in the blink of an eye.
"Zou Yi."
"Who are you!" The White Walker King looked at the man walking not far away, a chill rising to his heart, and he struggled fiercely subconsciously, trying to get rid of the giant bird.
The person who came had his back illuminated and couldn't see clearly, but his voice was very gentle, like that of a frail scholar: "Emperor Dayan is not allowed to cultivate immortality. However, you concealed your cultivation and became a human emperor. You should be killed."
The White Walker King subconsciously retorted: "Why?! Why should the emperor only deserve to live for a hundred years? I am a rare cultivation wizard, why can't I practice!"
"You can practice." As he spoke, the man had already walked up to the giant bird: "But a cultivator cannot become an emperor. You can only choose the same between imperial power and immortality. This is the rule."
"You are from Yunjian Mountain Gate..." The Strange Ghost King's eyes widened in disbelief. Before he could finish his words, he had completely disappeared into the world without leaving any trace.
The giant bird chirped twice, spread its wings, and then quickly shrunk into a small parrot and landed on the visitor's shoulder, nuzzling him with great dependence: "Master."
The visitor turned his head, revealing his complete face. He looked like that in white clothes and white hair. Who else could it be if it wasn't Lu Mingzhi! He smoothed the parrot's feathers and then waved his arms: "Go, we will see you soon."
Yuan Fang responded in a low voice, spread her wings and flew into the sky, lingering reluctantly on top of Lu Ming's head for a long time before flying in the direction she came from.
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At this time, in the dense forest at the back of the mountain.
From Yan Rui's decapitation to the White Walker King's escape, it only happened in a split second. The clone of the White Walker King was stunned for a moment as he watched the main body being killed. He doesn't accept that it's one thing to kneel down, but it's another thing for someone to try to strangle the body in front of him.
His expression was gloomy and uncertain for a moment. A clone alone was not enough to make him an enemy of Jie Nanshi, but letting him go lightly was not in line with his character. When I was struggling, I suddenly felt a cramp in my soul, and my consciousness blurred for a moment.
The main body of the White Walker King is the foundation of his existence. The moment the main body dissipates, all clones lose their roots.
Song Yu's body went limp and he fell down instantly. Jie Nanshi had been staring at Yan Rui's head with an indescribable look on his face, but in an instant he stretched out his hand to catch Song Yu as if he had sensed it. , obviously the attention has never left the White Walker King clone: "What's going on?"
Song Yu actually wanted to ask what was going on. He deliberately angered the White Walker King and replaced him with his clone. He was also betting that even he would not be convinced by the White Walker King's character.
Although he was in the sea of consciousness, he was always paying attention to the situation outside. He won the bet, and he originally thought that if the clone moved, he would pull the other person into the spiritual sea at any time...
However, after he had been brewing for a long time, the clone of the White Walker King suddenly disappeared, as if it had been completely wiped out by someone. Song Yu told Nanshi his feelings in detail, and guessed by the way: "Could it be someone who got rid of the remaining soul of the White Walker King?"
Jie Nanshi thought for a moment and nodded. This should be the only answer. It's just that even the ghost king's remnant soul is difficult to completely get rid of. Could it be that several other elders took action?
"We'll find out when we go back and ask." Song Yu saw Xie Nanshi's thoughts and put his arm around his shoulders: "But now that the Ghost King has disappeared, where should we go to find Guixu?"
Jie Nanshi didn't speak or even move, but looked at Yan Rui's body with dull eyes.
Song Yu was silent. As a player, except for his favorite characters, it was difficult for him to interact with most of the people in the world.
pc empathy. But for him it was just a mini-boss fight, but for Xie Nanshi it was like killing his own commander with his own hands.
Forget it, since the matter of Guixu is the main plot, even if the clue is broken now, there will always be a way to resume it.
Song Yu didn't say anything more, he just leaned over and carefully cleaned the blood on Yan Rui's face, and then said: "I will put the great elder into the backpack first, and then invite him out after returning to Zangfeng, okay?"
Xie Nanshi nodded and said in a dry voice: "Thank you." His voice sounded a little trembling, but he tried his best to stabilize it.
Song Yu didn't say anything more, he just put away Yan Rui's head and body carefully. "Then let's go back first."
Jie Nanshi watched Song Yu's movements the whole time and never reached out his hand, but his fingers had already dug into the flesh, leaving several crescent-shaped blood marks. He seemed to be in a trance, or recalling the past. Until then, he responded with a low voice.
The two of them did not return to Zangfeng by accelerating, but walked back slowly at a normal speed.
Song Yu didn't know the specific extent of the relationship between Xie Nanshi and Yan Rui, but it didn't mean he couldn't understand his mood at the moment. He had also seen away many people close to him in his life, and in the end he even became a loner.
Perhaps because Jie Nanshi's sword energy had not been restrained, no ferocious beasts appeared in the forest since then. It's just that the mountain road is difficult to walk and the feet are full of thorns. The strange ghost king had obviously only flown for a quarter of an hour, but Song Yu and Xie Nanshi had to wait until dark before returning to the foot of the main peak of Zangfeng.
Along the way, Jie Nanshi looked in a daze and didn't pay much attention to Song Yu behind him, but Song Yu followed him back without saying a word. It was only then that I really couldn't walk anymore, so I sat down on the steps and silently took a red pill. The blood blisters on his feet were healed visibly.
Jie Nanshi stopped at the front steps, neither looking back nor continuing to walk forward. He just stood there with his hands behind his hands, looking up at the bright moon.
"Nan Shi, remember, now you will be in charge of the sword pavilion." Ten years ago, the former master of the pavilion, Yan Rui, took the young Xie Nanshi down the stairs step by step: "We must take the world's common people as our own responsibility, conquer demons and defend the Tao. , to protect the peace of this world."
Back then, little Xie Nanshi responded crisply, but now Xie Nanshi is looking into the distance blankly: "Uncle, I promised you back then, but why, you did it completely differently?"
Song Yu held his chin up and looked up at Mingyue without giving any answer. After all... what Xie Nanshi needed was not the answer he gave.
