Chapter 1097: He’s Dead
Tire rolls carried the broken snow flying, above the barren snowy plains, an off-road vehicle seemed like a beast with a low roar, speeding at full speed.
An Qingyu held the steering wheel with both hands, stepping on the gas pedal to the bottom, her disheveled black hair falling over her white coat, her eyes staring at the end of the horizon, her brows furrowed tightly.
Within a few short days, An Qingyu had already utilized her doppelganger to be reborn for the second time, and together with those previous times, the doppelganger reserves that An Qingyu had prepared for nearly two years underground in Cangnan City had almost been used up.
Even if the anatomy has obtained the power of the Ten Cut Ghost Boy to create a doppelganger, after all, An Qingyu is not a “Mystery”, creating a doppelganger is still an extremely time-consuming and energy-consuming process for him, and even if he devotes himself to creating it, creating a doppelganger will still take at least four months of his time.
After becoming the Night’s Watchman, An Qingyu had been following Lin Qiye around the world, and simply didn’t have enough time to set his mind to creating a doppelganger, and after this rebirth, only the last one was left lying in the ice coffin as his last card.
But what An Qingyu was worried about now was not these.
He glanced at the map, picked up a walkie-talkie from the passenger seat, and pressed the button:
”This is An Qingyu, please answer if you hear me.”
He didn’t tune the frequency, he didn’t even turn on the volume, he knew very well in his heart that even if he didn’t adjust the signal to any of the channels, as long as he held the walkie-talkie, Jiang’er would be able to capture the source of his signal.
Soon, Jiang Er’s voice came from the walkie-talkie:
”Roger.”
”What’s the situation at the Divine Tablet now?”
As An Qingyu’s words fell, the other end of the intercom fell silent.
”Jiang’er?”
”…… Qingyu, we’re taking the new recruits now, we’re already going to reach the parking lot, let’s wait until we get there.”
An Qingyu’s brow furrowed, some kind of ominous premonition flashed in his heart, but he still opened his mouth and said, “Okay, I’ll be there right away.”
He turned the steering wheel violently, and the vehicle whizzed in the direction of the parking airport, his foot on the gas pedal getting heavier and heavier, and his face getting more and more anxious.
It didn’t take long before he arrived near the parking airport.
An Qingyu quickly stepped out of the car, not caring about his messy and bad image, he directly walked up, only to see that in the humble parking airport, the recruits, one by one, had their heads bowed, boarding the cabin in silence, with their eyes somewhat reddened.
More than six hundred recruits, not a single person spoke, just like a group of machines, marching in orderly formation.
The entire airport was dead silent.
Shen Qingzhu sat alone at the entrance of the airport, his bloodstained palm holding a cigarette, the cigarette was not lit, but the mouth of the cigarette had been twisted by two pale and hard fingers.
Jiang’er’s coffin was placed beside him, a white dress of Jiang’er floating in the air, see An Qingyu came, lips slightly pursed, subconsciously avoided his gaze, lowered his head.
An Qingyu looked around and no longer saw any other [Night Curtain] squad members.
His heart sank.
He took a step and walked over to Shen Qingzhu and Jiang’er:
”What’s going on? What happened?”
Hearing An Qingyu’s voice, the statuesque Shen Qingzhu seemed to come back to his senses, his reddened eyes slowly closing, his right hand, which was holding a twisted cigarette roll, trembled slightly as he passed the cigarette to his mouth, and a wisp of flame flared up, lighting the tip.
He inhaled deeply and spoke hoarsely:
”Seven nights he …… died in battle.”
Hearing these words, it was as if a bolt from the blue flashed through An Qingyu’s mind!
He stood frozen in place for a long time, as if he had lost his soul, murmuring and speaking, “Died …… how?”
”In order to guard the Zhen Guo Divine Monument, he utilized the Ghost God Lead, stopping a Nine Pillar God all by himself and dragging it out until the Human Ceiling and the Great Summer God arrived.”
”Ghost God Lead ……”
An Qingyu recited these three words, her body trembling slightly.
”The Black King didn’t stop them? Cao Yuan, where is Cao Yuan?”
”Cao Yuan turned into the Black King and was suppressed by the Queen Mother of the West, and then after the Heavenly Court returned from the battlefield, he was brought back to the Heavenly Court by the Great Summer God along with the Seven Nights’ corpses, and then he disappeared.” Jiang’er added.
”What about Fatty? Wasn’t he not involved in the battle? Where did he go?”
”He …… disappeared, disappeared when the fight just started.”
An Qingyu stood in silence, his fists under his cloak clenched up tightly, dense blood filaments climbed up to his eyes behind the lenses, and his breathing was ragged.
After a moment, he slowly closed his eyes.
”I know.” His voice calmed down a lot, “Take the new recruits and return to Shangjing first ……”
Hearing these words, Shen Qingzhu’s body shook slightly, and he and Jiang’er looked up at An Qingyu at the same time.
”There’s no need to look at me like that, with Seven Nights away, I’ll be in command of the team.” An Qingyu’s eyes did not have the slightest ripple in them, and he just quietly locked eyes with the two of them, “The most urgent thing is to first send these new recruits back to the headquarters safely, and the headquarters should give us an answer for what happened on the Heavenly Court side.”
”But …… this team, now there are only three people left ……”
Jiang’er spoke bitterly.
”What’s wrong with three people? Even if there’s only one person left, we’re still [Night Curtain], and the duties that we should fulfill, the same can’t be left behind.”
An Qingyu carried the coffin on the ground, and in an unquestionable tone, spoke faintly.
”Listen to me and return to the capital.”
Shen Qingzhu was silent for a moment, threw the cigarette into the snow, turned around and walked towards the airplane.
”Qingyu ……” Jiang Er seemed to want to say something, An Qingyu interrupted her.
”I’m fine, go check the airplane’s signaling device and see if you can contact the headquarters side first right on the plane.”
”…… Good.”
Jiang’er obediently floated towards the airplane.
When everyone boarded the airplane, An Qingyu, who was standing in place with the black coffin on her back, suddenly swayed and violently slammed her fist into the snow beneath her feet!
Snowflakes splashed, dense cracks spread on top of the earth, An Qingyu’s well-proportioned arms had veins rippling up one by one, his expression twisted and hideous.
”Damn it ……”
He clenched his teeth, strands of blood seeping out from between his teeth as he swung his fist into the earth one after another, venting the anger and grief in his heart.
The tips of his fists shattered and healed again and again, and by the time he withdrew his palms, took a deep breath, and walked towards the cabin of the airplane, his expression had returned to its usual calmness.
With that, he walked through the cabin and arrived in front of the cockpit, watched by countless recruits.
Just as he opened the door to the cockpit, a figure stumbled and fell out from behind the door, An Qingyu quickly grabbed his wrist and froze slightly after seeing his face.
”Chubby?”
Baili Chubby glanced outward to confirm that no one else had noticed this place before pulling An Qingyu into the cab and locking the door with his backhand.
”Why are you here?” An Qingyu opened her mouth in confusion.
Baili Chubby lay weakly on the ground, his pale face did not have the slightest trace of blood, he gently lifted the corner of his coat, pointed to the hideous and horrible blood scar on his abdomen, and smiled helplessly:
”This injury …… I can not cure myself, Qingyu, it depends on you.”