Chapter 1822 – Won’t Show Mercy
Under the gaze of Zhou Ping, Shen Qingzhu, and Lin Qiye, An Qingyu held that position for several seconds before slowly withdrawing his palm.
He set his chopsticks on his lunchbox, his expression returning to its usual calmness:
”Then let’s do it.”
Silence.
The cold winds howling in the desert, as if they were roaring beasts sweeping past the area around the Sword Lodge, swirling wildly in the darkness, the
By the shaking fireplace, the four figures were like clay molds, not saying a word.
Zhou Ping looked at An Qingyu beside him, and on the latter’s face, he couldn’t see the slightest wavering, as if he had already resigned himself to his fate.
Lin Qiye and Shen Qingzhu sat in place, with some loss in their hearts, some anger, and some incomprehension …… But in this sword hut, the death or life of An Qingyu is not the turn of the two of them to decide.
Here, the only person who can decide whether An Qingyu lives or dies is Zhou Ping.
Sword out, Anqing fish dead; sword close, Anqing fish live …… everything, all depends on Zhou Ping’s heart.
Zhou Ping looked at the eyes of An Qingyu, the pair of eyes as pure as clear water, showing unprecedented disappointment …… At this moment, even the supreme can be wiped out by a sword sword immortal Zhou Ping, suddenly emaciated a lot.
He silently picked up two broken wooden chopsticks of varying lengths, and pulled two mouthfuls of rice into his mouth, as he chewed, he couldn’t control the redness around those eyes, and he didn’t know how long it would take for him to contain the redness.
I don’t know how long it took before he opened his mouth vaguely:
”…… Eat.”
That wisp of sword intent that drifted around An Qingyu’s neck gradually drifted away.
At this time, An Qingyu’s back was already drenched in cold sweat, and his taut body finally relaxed.
He re-picked up the chopsticks and empty lunch box in front of him, his fingertips still trembling slightly, and he was just about to get up to serve rice from the rice cooker on the other side of the fireplace when a palm reached out in front of him.
”I’ll help you serve it.” Lin Qiye slowly spoke.
An Qingyu was stunned, but still handed the rice box over, and shortly afterward, a bowl of steaming white rice was returned to him.
”…… Thank you.”
”You’re welcome.”
”Qingzhu, did you buy alcohol?” Zhou Ping suddenly spoke.
”Yes. …… But teacher, can your body drink?”
”I can withstand the Supreme Law, can’t I drink wine?” Zhou Ping took the bottle of white wine and directly filled the small cup in front of him, raising his head he drank it all in one go!
”Puh cough cough ……” The fiery liquor flowed down the esophagus and into the stomach, choking Zhou Ping, who had never tasted alcohol before, frowned tightly and coughed one after another.
”You slow down …… this wine is not the way to drink.”
”Teacher, we’ll drink with you ……”
”Qingyu, pass your cup over.”
”……”
The night grew thicker, and in the whistling cold wind, the glow of the fireplace reflected the four people’s faces in red.
Wine glasses clinked against wine glasses. The four men also do not chat, just so face each other, silently will drink a cup of liquid wine to drink …… the wine in their cups, carrying spicy and bitter, as well as that period of the past that can only stay in the memory forever.
That night, the Red Dust Sword Immortal fell down drunk in the sword hut.
The flame in the furnace burned out.
The original hot atmosphere, gradually fell into the cold and dim.
The remaining warmth of the furnace side, Lin Qiye’s figure slowly stood up …… He gazed at An Qingyu and calmly opened his mouth:
”It’s time to go.”
An Qingyu stood up from the ground in silence and followed behind Lin Qiye.
Other than Zhou Ping, Lin Qiye, An Qingyu, and Shen Qingzhu were not drunk …… or rather, they didn’t let themselves get drunk.
An Qingyu didn’t make any extra moves or try to escape, he just followed behind Lin Qiye, opened the portal of the sword hut, and headed out.
Right at this moment, Zhou Ping’s drunken voice rang out from within the sword hut:
”An Qingyu ……”
An Qingyu stopped her steps violently.
”You were once my student …… Today …… I won’t kill you …… but next time… …my sword will not show mercy…… “Zhou Ping hung his head low, sitting alone in the center of the sword hut, unable to see his expression under the dim starlight.
An Qingyu turned around and looked deeply at him, did not reply, turned around and gradually disappeared without a trace along with Lin Qiye’s figure.
Daxia.
Under the silent night, a mountain peak perched in an uninhabited mountain range suddenly trembled!
The earth quaked, and swarms of flying birds rose up with a
Boom-!
An earth-shattering roar suddenly resounded through the clouds.
The mountain peak cracked from the center with the naked eye, phantasmagorical streams of light illuminated half of the sky, and a shadow rushed up from within the mountain!
”Hahahahaha! Came out! Finally out!!!”
”Seventeen years! A whole seventeen years! I can’t stay in this cave for another day!”
”The sky! The earth! Pineapple bag! I’m back!!!”
”After seventeen years in seclusion, from the first entry into the ‘marigold’ realm to the half-step human ceiling …… we should be almost invincible in the world, right?”
”Where’s big brother Fang Mo? I haven’t been able to beat him before, but now I think I’m good again!”
”……”
These silhouettes cried and laughed as they fell from the air, hugging each other excitedly.
They all looked to be twenty-five or twenty-six years old, tall and robust, with eyes as bright as stars, and messy long hair knotted and tangled together, like a group of savages coming out of the Shennongjia.
These figures were no more, no less, eleven in total.
”All take it easy! Listen to me!” One of the voices rang out, instantly silencing all the voices, and judging from his appearance, he was the oldest one in the crowd, the
”Have you guys forgotten the words left behind by Heavenly Father twelve years ago? Want us to diligently cultivate ourselves and improve our strength as soon as possible …… If I’m not mistaken, some more serious changes should have occurred in the outside world, so that the Heavenly Father had no choice but to extend the time limit for us to leave the gate, because only in this way can we have the ability to preserve ourselves and then go to find the Seven Nights Lord.
After seventeen years inside the mountain, it is also equivalent to more than five years in the outside world, five years, a lot of things can happen ……
Now that we don’t know the situation outside, we can’t act rashly, understand?”
The crowd looked at each other and nodded their heads:
”Second brother, what do you say?”
Luan Lie contemplated in place for a moment and spoke, “In this way, Old Four, Old Seven, Old Eight, you carry the souls of Jingwei, Qingbird and Bi Fang, and are the most agile, so you will fly out of these mountains first, and go to the edge of the cities and villages to poke around, and the others will wait for orders in place.”
”Understood!”
Among the crowd, three figures stepped out, and with a single shake of their bodies, they transformed into three divine birds of different forms and sped off in different directions.
”Second brother, I’m so hungry ……,” a round fat man squeezed to Luan Lie’s side and said pitifully.
”Old Five, you endure a little longer …… When we find Lord Seven Nights or Big Brother Fang Mo, they will definitely treat us to dinner.” Luan Lie said with a straight face.
”Really? Can I eat enough?”
”……” Luan Lie’s mouth twitched, “Old Five, when you’re full, it’s estimated that the entire Da Xia will be out of food …… ”
”That’s fine.”
Luan Lie was about to say something else, the afterglow suddenly glanced at the sky, the whole person froze in place.
”What’s wrong with you, second brother?”
”Grandma’s …… Am I staying in the cave for too long, my eyes are spent?” Luan Lie looked at the starry sky above his head and muttered, “Where’s the moon???”