Chapter 8 Chapter 5 King's Landing (2)

The situation in Jialan City was changing rapidly, but the corresponding colorless city was completely silent. After returning from the war, the six warriors re-entered the sarcophagus to sleep quietly, accumulating strength to face a new battle.The endless white stone coffins covered the bottom of the water, and the entire Colorless City was empty.After the fierce battle, except for the serious injuries of the Hei Clan, all the ministries were fine. At this moment, the chief minister and the six kings have rested. At this moment, the bottom of the water is as quiet as sleeping.Under the Tower of Light in the middle, there is a woman in white leaning over the ground, sewing something intently, silver needles gleaming on the slender fingertips, accompanied by the sound of chattering.

"Well, it's a good thing that Garuda knocked down the White Pagoda and let you take advantage of it for nothing." Bai Ying pierced the needle into the broken body and murmured, "I thought this body would be the last one to get back. .” A body that had been torn into five pieces was lying flat, with its limbs and torso separated, like a puppet with loose strings. "Well, so luck does exist." A head stayed on the lotus gold plate next to it, looking down at the crown princess flying needles, bored, "Anyway, this time I want to thank Fu Guo Over there with the army—when the pieces are put together, it’s time to personally go to the camp of the Restoration Army to thank the Emperor of the Sea and the Dragon God.”

The needle paused slightly between her fingers, Bai Ying's eyes dimmed for a moment, and she sighed: "I don't think it's necessary." "how?" "Didn't you see that the Red King was ordered to visit her? People don't see her at all." Baiying sewed her body and right arm together, and murmured with her head lowered, "Sumo should still be recovering from his injuries, and his personality has always been withdrawn—if he doesn't want to see people, Then you will only embarrass things by going there." Zhen Lan shrugged her brows: "It's okay, it's already embarrassing."

"..." Bai Ying was dumbfounded, and raised her head somewhat dumbfounded.Her husband, however, just winked at her. "Zhen Lan, sometimes I really don't know what you think," she sighed softly, "You always have such a playful smile on your face, so heartless, I don't even know what you are thinking?——You told me Sumo, let him come to Garandi to help me, right?" "Uh, this... Tell me, that girl Sheng took my ring and went to Yecheng, can she get back the rest of her hand?" Zhen Lan twitched the corner of her mouth and immediately changed the topic to another one. Thousands of miles away, "That girl is really a troublesome person—even if Yan Xi is with her, it's still worrying."

"Don't change the subject." Bai Ying frowned a little angrily. "Oh, why isn't it better?" Seeing that Zhen Lan couldn't hide, she immediately changed another topic. "Wait a little longer." Baiying replied, but the silver needles were flying up and down without stopping. "Want to wait? My hands and feet are stiff... It's been almost four hours!" Zhen Lan looked at the fragments on the ground with a sad face, complained, and moved her stiff right arm. "Ouch!" However, as soon as he moved, the head in the gold plate immediately let out a cry of pain, and almost jumped up.

"Tell you not to move around," Baiying held the thin thread from the needle in her mouth, and wiped away a drop of blood that had just pricked at the shoulder joint of her right arm. "I'm halfway through sewing. If you move around , If the head is wrong, the arm will be crooked." "You're sewing too slowly, aren't you?" Kongsang's crown prince muttered, "I've been posing all day long!" Baiying sighed: "You also know that I've never sewed people before, so it's inevitable that I'll have to rework—but even if it's slow, it's better than sewing your limbs crookedly?"

Zhen Lan was so depressed that she could only keep her mouth shut. Baiying lowered her head again, concentrating on the needlework, and sewed her legs and right hand to the newly recovered body one by one. "Okay." After half an hour, she lowered her head, leaned over and bit off a piece of thread that had grown out with her teeth, and smiled, "Come and see—I'm sewing well, right?" The head on the gold plate bent down to look at the headless body on the ground, and nodded in approval: "That's right, such a handsome and majestic man, I finally regained my original demeanor."

"Slick tongue." Bai Ying couldn't stop laughing, she picked up the remaining head and placed it on the broken torso, carefully compared the position, "Okay, just press your head on it, and you're done." "Then you have to be very careful," Zhen Lan worried, "otherwise, if the needle is not accurate, you will disfigure me." "Sit up first," Baiying pushed him, "I can't sew while lying down." Zhen Lan breathed a long sigh of relief, and the headless body on the ground suddenly straightened up, moving all the muscles and bones of the whole body.However, his right hand kept supporting his neck to prevent the head from slipping off the cut.

After he sat down, Bai Ying straightened his head, leaned over, and carefully inserted a needle under the skin.The silver needles are connected with thin threads, re-sewing up the body that has been broken for a hundred years.She sewed it up stitch by stitch, recalling all the joys and sorrows of the past century, she couldn't help feeling a thorn in her heart. "Zhen Lan," she whispered, "does it hurt?" "It's okay." The head said nonchalantly, "It's like being bitten by a mosquito." Bai Ying gradually sewed to the side of her right shoulder, and said softly, "No, I mean when the car cracked."

The skin under the needle suddenly trembled slightly.Zhen Lan's voice paused.She didn't look up, but felt his breathing slightly above her head.In the silence, her hand holding the needle gradually trembled: "At that time, I was running desperately, but I saw the torture rack put on your body at the top of the city, and there was no time to stop it..." "Don't talk about that anymore..." Zhen Lan murmured, comforting, "Stop talking about it, it's all over." Bai Ying stopped the needle, lowered her head and said softly, "No...there is no past. How could it be possible? After so long, I didn't dare to tell anyone how I felt at that time... I just watched you being torn apart before my eyes. , watching Kongsang be destroyed! You don’t know how scared and regretted I was at that time. I really hated that self..."

"For a hundred years, as long as I close my eyes, the scene of that moment has been repeated before my eyes. "The sky is blood red... the sky is blood red!" Zhen Lan did not speak, but lowered her eyes. Baiying's needle stopped on the side of his right neck, she lowered her head and muttered, her voice and body trembling slightly, every breath she uttered was blowing on the skin he had just bonded.Zhen Lan's eyes suddenly changed subtly. He didn't say anything, but raised his right arm, gently stopping the trembling in her whole body. --very nice.Now they all have a real body that can be touched. "Don't be afraid," he said softly, comforting his wife, "Look, you have sewn me up...it's over. Don't be afraid, it's over." Bai Ying was silent for a long time, the trembling in her body gradually calmed down. "I have witnessed all kinds of tragic situations of subjugation, and I know what terrible mistakes I made when I was a teenager." She pressed her face against his neck, her voice was soft but firm, "From that moment on, I swore: Use all the remaining lives to atone for sin." Zhen Lan's arm trembled slightly: "You have always blamed yourself too much." "So, Zhen Lan, I will fight side by side with you until we see the light of day again." Baiying looked up at him quietly, with a clear light in her eyes, "This is my choice, my responsibility and my destiny... …do you understand?" "En." Crown Prince Kongsang replied in a low voice, with complicated eyes, he understood what she meant. "I've already made a choice—so, please don't stop me." Sure enough, she looked at him, and finally spoke, saying the most difficult sentence, "You should know that no matter what happened before, but now I, no matter what, will never be with Sumo again...you shouldn't try to test me and push me to his side." Zhen Lan's eyes suddenly brightened, she let go of her arms, and looked directly at her. "No," he said, shaking his head slowly, "it's not like that, Baiying." Crown Prince Kongsang turned his face sideways, looked at the rippling water above the Colorless City, and said calmly: "It's not a 'test', I just hope you are happy... The so-called fate and responsibility are really too heavy things, will Crush the dreams of your life." The deep voice disappeared in the water vapor of the Colorless City.Baiying remained silent for a long time, leaning her head on her husband's shoulder, listening to the slow and powerful heartbeat in her chest, her face suddenly became peaceful, and her heart was as clear as a mirror—yes, that's what it felt like... so calm and so peaceful .Together with Zhen Lan, I can always feel a kind of bright and upward force, which is completely different from the feeling of falling into darkness beside that person. Love, in fact, should be so bright and upward, supporting each other, right?Why is it that beside that person, she always feels boundless despair and darkness, almost drowning in it, beyond redemption? Perhaps, no matter how painful the choice was, the choice she made was correct. She leaned her head against the crook of his neck, turned her head slightly, and kissed the sutured wound. "Happiness?" She raised her head and smiled at the surprised person, "As I am now... I am already very happy." The silence at that moment was peaceful and warm. In the empty colorless city, the crown prince who had just pieced together the shape sat on the white stone platform, hugging the crown princess with his only right hand.Neither of the two spoke, they just leaned against each other like this, speechless for a long time. "Are your hands sore?" After an unknown amount of time, Bai Ying suddenly sneered, revealing a condescending tone. "Uh... seems to be able to move." Zhen Lan muttered, and tightened her hands around her waist. "Don't move... If you move again, I'll prick you with a needle!" Bai Ying avoided subconsciously, raised her hand to block that dishonest hand in reproach, and suddenly softened her tone, "So, do you feel so happy? Zhen Lan?" —— She stared into his eyes, wanting to know the mind of this partner who was also forced to accept his fate.She didn't know if he was willing, and if he had given up on the girl in red in the water mirror.For a long time, just as he never asked about her past, she never asked him what kind of past he had in the Sand Kingdom. And Zhen Lan just scratched her head lazily: "This...it depends on your definition of happiness." Bai Ying was a little apprehensive: "Then what is your definition?" "My definition? It's very simple..." Crown Prince Kongsang paused, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth. Regardless of her resistance, he put his hand on her waist again, "It will be fine if you take your hand away." .” "You...!" Baiying was ashamed and annoyed, she jumped up. "Oh, don't don't. I was wrong, I was wrong..." Zhen Lan understood that his wife couldn't stand a joke, so she quickly pulled her back to her side, apologized incessantly, stared into her eyes, and said softly, "Actually, As long as it keeps going like this...you'll be happy." Baiying's expression slowed down, she lowered her head suddenly, and said softly, "Me too." After that sentence, there was silence again.Zhen Lan looked at the woman with her head bowed beside her, and found that her cheeks were slightly flushed, as if she was as shy as a girl—at that moment, everything that happened on the White Tower a hundred years ago suddenly came to her heart, like countless joys and sorrows. Surge, almost instantly wiped him out. Never thought that there would be such a day. Yes, as long as this is the case... this is considered "happiness".After all the storms and waves, they could finally stay by each other's side, holding hands and looking at each other, chatting and laughing.This was already unimaginable at the beginning. He held his wife's hand tightly, and silently raised his head to look at the sky above his head.There, the golden chain that tightly bound the two of them could be vaguely seen again.However, this time, Crown Prince Kongsang bent down meekly in the wind like a reed, full of joy, and no longer tried to resist. The so-called fate and predestined relationship, sometimes, are not bad things... He raised his hand to stroke the snow-like long hair, with a smile in his eyes - her long hair fluttered like water plants in his hands, with a rustling fragrance. However, out of the corner of his eyes, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a golden trace, and he couldn't help showing a surprised expression on his face: on Baiying's snowy white dress, in the middle of the vest, under the cover of her long hair, there is a golden pentagram in the right position. , around the five sharp corners are densely packed indistinguishable spells, distorted in a swastika pattern, as if printed and then scattered and worn away in violent movements. Just looking at it, I feel a certain thrilling feeling.Zhen Lan's hands froze there, fixedly staring at the corner of the golden mark exposed under the long hair, her eyes changed again and again. This is not an offensive spell, even Bai Ying, who has a strong spiritual power, is not aware of its existence—however, what is this spell used for? And who could cast such a spell on her without her noticing? - When Crown Prince Kongsang and his wife looked at each other holding hands in the colorless city, the atmosphere in the golden tent was already extremely solemn. After completing the diagnosis, the sea witch doctor quietly exited the tent, leaving only the red priestess standing quietly by the side, accompanying the lonely king on the couch. "Ming Huo, did you hear that? My life is already like a candle in the wind." Su Mo said quietly, lying on the couch and watching the waves above his head, "But I think this time should be enough. " The female priest of Minghuo was a little embarrassed: "My lord, but..." "I know, this is a bit difficult for you." Su Mo's lips showed a trace of sarcasm, "In order to break the blood limit and transfer power to Yun Huan, the devil spent countless energy and time to complete it." Blood Cross' large formation - you are not a demon, it is really difficult to complete the power transfer in such a short period of time." Ming Huo bowed his head deeply, without saying a word. "But I know you can do it." Su Mo's voice was as calm as water, with unquestionable determination, "Before Chunhuang died, you transferred his power to Yunfu City for preservation through secret techniques. Resuscitate it on me—the female sacrifice of the fire... I believe that you have the amazing ability to transfer 'power' beyond the blood limit." "Yes," Ming Huo finally said, "I can." "Then...please help me in the same way." Su Mo turned his head to look at her with calm eyes, "If my lifespan expires, please pass on the power of the Sea Emperor - it is up to the dragon god and the elders to decide: Pass it on to the next generation.” "I can do it," Ming Huo bowed in a low voice, "but I am worried about your self-abandonment." "It's not giving up, Minghuo. I just accepted my destiny and stopped trying to resist." Su Mo's eyes were deeply shadowed, and there was a cold smile on his lips, "I shouldn't have been born in the first place. , should not have lived in this world... Of course, he should not have become your king." "I'm just tired..." He shook his head, a layer of gray suddenly appeared in his eyes, "Please allow me to sleep peacefully." Shocked by these words, Ming Huo raised his head and looked at the face that was very similar to Chun Huang - at this moment, the new Sea Emperor restrained his usual Yin Xiao, and his face was covered with a tired and faint expression, so detached His expression and demeanor are exactly the same as before Chun Huang decided to die seven thousand years ago! However, his appearance unexpectedly aged overnight.The long blue hair turned gray, the jade-like skin became loose, and the blue eyes cast cloudy shadows... just like an old man who has lived for eight hundred years. Ming Huo couldn't bear to watch, and moved his eyes away. The person in front of me was once a unique and perfect creation of the heavens. His appearance could overturn an era and take away the brilliance of the sun and the moon—but at this moment, such amazing beauty is disappearing bit by bit. She suddenly understood the choice of the Sea Emperor: Such a proud person would not want others to see the embarrassment and ferocity of the doomsday struggle, so he would rather choose to go overseas and die alone. "Ming Huo, please help me." Su Mo raised his hand, pressed it on his heart, and murmured, "Do you know? There is a huge monster hidden in my body. Since birth, I tried everything to fight it, trying to get rid of it, but I couldn't do it... "I committed countless sins along the way, and at the end I had to loathe and fear myself. "During the decisive battle with the devil in the temple, it was summoned by the power of darkness again! "I was not knocked down by the demon, but by the darkness in my heart - it seems that I will never be able to get rid of it except death." He turned his head sideways and stared at the red priestess, "Living with it is not as good as death." .do you understand?" "Yes, I understand what you mean..." Ming Huo stared at the new Sea Emperor and sighed, "But, Sea Emperor, have you forgotten the other person who shares your fate with you? Lives are connected together, one prospers and one loses - when you give up yourself, do you also want to give up her right to live?" Star Soul Blood Oath... Hearing this word spit out from the mouth of the priestess, Su Mo's eyes changed imperceptibly, and he remained silent for a long time, his face fluctuating. However, when the Mihuo Priestess thought she had successfully persuaded the other party to change her mind, Su Mo suddenly spoke with a strange smile in her tone: "No, Mihuo Priestess, you made a mistake—Xinghun The blood oath is powerful enough to reverse the stars, but it is just a spell that uses blood as a psychic medium. Since it can be set, of course it can also be undone." "Neptune!" Ming Huo lost his voice, "Are you planning to..." "Yes." Su Mo nodded indifferently, "Cut the blood." The red-clothed priestess trembled, and all the blood faded from her face, she looked at the crazy king in disbelief. "You will help me fulfill my wish, won't you, Ming Huo?" Su Mo smiled silently, looking at the priestess who had lived for seven thousand years with some meaningful eyes, "and you won't tell Dragon God , just like when you served Chunhuang seven thousand years ago...Isn't it?—As a priestess, she should be the closest and most trusted person of the king." Ming Huo closed her eyes, and the warm smile of the previous Sea Emperor seemed to reappear in her mind, so kind, but with a distance that she could never touch in her eternal life.The two faces gradually overlap after seven thousand years. Chunhuang...do you know?Seven thousand years later, the successor I tried my best to find for you is determined to give up his unclean life.Please tell me... Should I obey him? Like, seven thousand years ago, should I obey your decision? - In the silence, suddenly there was an undercurrent rushing in, the curtain of the golden tent was rolled up, and the golden light swept in.The dragon god returned from outside, shrank his body, coiled around Sumo again, spit out the spirit beads, and healed the sea emperor. "I've said it before, you don't need to waste your efforts," Su Mo gently pushed the Wishful Bead away. The dragon let out a long, angry moan, and suddenly entangled the Sea Emperor tightly, its four claws firmly clasped his shoulders. "I said, Sumo, it's not time to give up yet!" Dragon God looked down at the Sea Emperor on the couch, with angry eyes, "The clansmen outside are still waiting for you to take them back to their homeland—at this time, how can you give up?" Can you give up halfway and chill everyone's hearts?" Su Mo listened quietly, unexpectedly did not resist violently. "You are really a good dragon who fulfills his duties... The so-called god, that's what it should be like? Firm, bright, and upward, always giving confidence and hope to the fragile people." Waiting for the dragon god to finish speaking However, the Sea Emperor just smiled wryly, and said in a low voice, "Okay, I will do my best and persevere until the last moment—please rest assured." The dragon god looked at the suddenly aging person on the couch with surprised eyes, "Sumo, your body..." "I'm fine," Su Mo changed the subject lightly, "Long, how's the situation outside?" Dragon God, who had just finished discussing with the Fuguo Army and the elders, lowered his head and sighed: "It's not good." "What?" Su Mo's eyes focused, "Could it be that Po Jun has already started to move?" "No, there seems to be no movement on Yunhuan's side for the time being. The situation in the imperial capital is complicated, and all parties are secretly plotting—it should take some time for him to stabilize the situation inside the empire." Dragon God shook his head, his eyes revealing Worried light, "It's just that Ze Zhiguo and Yecheng have received bad news one after another: "A few days ago, military killers sent by the empire sneaked into the mansion of Xifeng County and assassinated Governor Gao Shunzhao. There was a bit of chaos in Zezhi Kingdom; and the secret sentry of Haihun River in Yecheng was also betrayed by spies a few days ago. When it was found out, Major General Wei Mo led troops into Yecheng to suppress the rebellion—Xinghai Yunting was destroyed, Mei Niang was captured, she couldn’t survive the torture, and the entire list of Yecheng’s lurking National Restoration Army was recruited, and we suffered heavy losses.” "..." Su Mo was silent, clenched his hands subconsciously, "Is there a traitor in the Restoration Army?" "Yes." Dragon God said. "Who is it?" Su Mo's eyes flashed with killing intent. "Who betrayed Mei Niang?" The dragon god hovered in the water for a while, and glanced at the red-clothed female priest beside him.Ming Huo knew that as a priest, he should not be aware of these internal affairs, so he saluted silently, turned around and withdrew. "It's not surprising. In the past, there were spies bought by Cangliu among the sharks—according to the information from Xiang, Marshal Wu Peng often received secret reports from within the Fuguo Army." Dragon God whispered, With serious eyes, "However, it is said that the traitor this time is still a child, and his name is 'Lingyin'." "Lingyin?" At that moment, Su Mo showed a slightly surprised expression - as if he had heard of this name somewhere!That little shark named Lingyin seems to be the one who was soaked in the "Hua Sheng Soup" at the Pearl Pinning Conference... "It turned out to be her." The murderous look in Su Mo's eyes disappeared strangely, and he whispered, "That's what it should be." ——Yes, he still remembers the little mermaid that was auctioned by Xinghai Yunting at the Pinzhu Conference, the humiliation and horror in her eyes when she was watched and auctioned in full view, and the drug that forced her to transform in the transformation pond The pitiful cry... That child was betrayed and persecuted by his own race, and became a slave of a foreign race. in her heart.Must have accumulated deep hatred towards Xinghai Yunting, right? Su Mo was silent for a long time, with complicated expressions in his eyes: "Long, tell me, what kind of person is Mei Niang?" "Huh?" The Dragon God was puzzled, and looked back at the Emperor of the Sea, "I don't know much about the affairs of the Fuguo Army—but I heard that she is an experienced soldier who has been lurking in Yecheng for a long time and served as a representative of the Fuguo Army. The military has done a lot.” "Well... indeed, she has a lot of experience." A faint smile appeared on the corner of Su Mo's lips, and he said viciously, "For more than a hundred years, she is almost the bustard of the biggest shark brothel in Yecheng." The Dragon God was stunned, and had no interface—the god who had been sealed for seven thousand years didn't know the filth of Yunhuang now. "When I was a slave, I spent a long time with Mei Niang in Yecheng... I have suffered from her hand, no less than Lingyin today." Su Mo looked at the water above his head. , murmured, "What kind of person is she? She survived by selling her tribe and her lust. On the one hand, she enslaves her tribe to please the powerful by all means, in order to survive in the cracks of Yecheng; on the other hand, she spends a lot of money secretly Support the Restoration Army, preside over the last stop of Haihunchuan, and fight for freedom." Haihuang murmured, and when talking about the people who hurt him in the past, his attitude was still calm: "A luxurious and lustful pleasure-seeker, a cruel and tyrannical prostitute, but at the same time, he is also a revolutionary who unswervingly supports the restoration of the clan. ...Long, tell me, what kind of person is this?" Dragon God groaned silently, as if waiting for him to finish speaking, his eyes were as bright as the moon. "And Aunt Ru... In my memory, she is such a loving person. When I was in West Market, many slaves regarded her as their mother," Su Mo sighed in a low voice, "but a hundred years later, she is in Taoyuan. The county runs a gambling house, and in order to raise military expenses, she does everything by cheating, kidnapping, murdering, and setting fire—even Hongshan’s son was almost killed by her.” His eyes were blank: "Long, tell me, what kind of people are they?" Dragon God nodded meaningfully, and said in a deep voice, "Neptune, they are all real people—even if their hands are stained with blood and tears, it is only for an ultimate goal. Therefore, what they committed can be forgiven." sin." Su Mo shook his head: "Even if the wrong means are used for a noble purpose, the wrong is always wrong—so, I think that child named Lingyin has the right not to forgive, and has the right to ask for forgiveness for herself. She takes revenge." "You also have the right to take revenge on her for yourself." Dragon God said lightly, "—but you don't." Su Mo paused and tightened his lips—yes, he didn't.When he set foot in Yecheng again a hundred years later and faced all the dark and cruel memories of his childhood, he did not take revenge on the person who had brought him pain in the past.Although Mei Niang and even Xinghai Yunting were destroyed, it was only in one hand. "Yes, the injured individual has the right to take revenge on another individual who inflicted the injury—but, it does not have the right to extend the act of revenge to the entire group." Dragon God's voice was deep and powerful, piercing the water, "So, you are at best an avenger—and she has become a traitor." Su Mo was silent for a long time before nodding his head: "Dragon, you are a wise man. You are worthy of living for seven thousand years." "Heh...it's really not easy to convince you." Long let out a long laugh, as if he also felt that such a topic was too heavy, and turned away, "Just now I went over to discuss some actions with the elders. : I will pay attention to the situation in Dongze, and assist the Restoration Army and Xijing at any time; and Zuoquan Envoy Yanxi is going to Yecheng, so I will leave Xinghai Yunting to him, and he can do things cheaply." "Yanxi... went with that Sheng, right?" Su Mo frowned, "There is one last seal left." "Yes," the Dragon God sighed, with a complicated look on his face, "The Liuhe seal will be released soon, and the colorless city will not be far away." "See the sun again..." Su Mo murmured and repeated these words, but there was a strange expression in his eyes, "Yes, when they see the sun again, it is also the day we return to the blue sea." The dragon god nodded silently, and patted his shoulder with his golden tail——then, is it also the day of never seeing each other again? Su Mo was silent for a long time, his mind slowly calmed down, and he suddenly remembered: "By the way, how could Gao Shunzhao be assassinated?—Isn't Xijing in the capital of Xifeng County? Aunt Ru and Murongxiu are also there...they are all very delicate Man, how could the assassin succeed?" The Dragon God shook his head, and said, "I heard that Jiuyi was in turmoil at that time, Xijing led troops outside, only Mrs. Ruyi and Murong Xiu stayed in the mansion - and Gao Shunzhao teamed up with the assassins to deceive them." "Joint cooperation?" Su Mo was slightly surprised. "That's right... I heard that Gao Shunzhao deliberately pretended to have a sudden illness, causing turmoil in the mansion, and the assassin took advantage of the opportunity to enter. When he was assassinated, he didn't resist at all, but smiled on his face—I think he wanted to die wholeheartedly. "The Dragon God murmured, "No matter how precise the precautions are, how can they stop a person who is determined to die?" "..." Su Mo couldn't help but be speechless when he thought of the century-old grievances between Mrs. Ruyi and this nobleman of the Ice Tribe—such a deep friendship, in the end, was nothing but ashes during the century-old war of the family and the nation. "How is Aunt Ru now?" he asked. "I heard that he committed suicide once," Dragon God nodded. "After being rescued, he didn't seek death anymore. It's just that he wasn't in a good mood." Su Mo closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "It's better to let her go back to the big camp to rest for a while." "Huh?" Dragon God was stunned, "Why?" "She took care of me when I was young." Su Mo's voice was flat, "I hope I can continue from the beginning to the end." "..." Dragon God suddenly understood, but nodded silently. Silence enveloped the golden tent, and for a long time, there was no more word spoken between the Emperor of the Sea and the god. "However, despite such twists and turns, since these days, Xijing has organized an army in the country of Ze; The current situation has had little impact." Dragon God first changed the subject, briefly recounting what he heard at the meeting, "I heard that Murong Xiu even sold all the treasures he brought from Zhongzhou Qianli, and exchanged them with military rations for the rebels. , very rare." Su Mo didn't speak. In his memory, the Zhongzhou businessman whom he met once under the sky tower was a cautious and introverted young man who would not get involved in any right and wrong easily, but he didn't expect that he would spend so much money to help the Kukai Alliance this time. "It's the broken army in the imperial capital, which is really worrying." He murmured. "Breaking the army? Fight if you want! What are you afraid of? We have been waiting for this battle for seven thousand years..." Su Mo sighed slightly, raised his hand, and looked at the palm with withered skin - where the golden pentagram The traces have been wiped away, leaving only a faint imprint, "Unfortunately, with my current situation, I'm afraid I won't be able to go into battle to kill the enemy... But don't worry, I will definitely do my best." "..." Seeing his smile, Dragon God felt slightly chilled for some reason. Su Mo seemed to be tired, and closed his eyes slightly to rest his mind, but only for a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes—— "Dragon, what's that smell?!" The Dragon God was startled, and followed his eyes to look up to the sky—the sky light shot down from the water surface, rippling and reuniting above the camp of the Restoration Army, and the shadow of the White Tower on the water surface was lonely and scattered.However, for some reason, when viewed from the bottom of the water, the white pagoda suddenly turned red! "It's the smell of blood." Long suddenly replied in a low voice. "Thousands of people are dying in the imperial capital."