Chapter 402 The Young Singer's Journey 71
Chapter 402 The Young Singer's Journey 71
At the same time, Lei Wujie also knew about Lei Hong's deep affection for Li Hanyi, so he tried his best to bring the two together, even going so far as to trick Li Hanyi into going down the mountain.
But to everyone's surprise, Zhao Yuzhen suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
But since things had already come to this, Lei Wujie could only be happy while secretly pondering how to explain this to Lei Hong when he finally met him.
Xiao Se, Sikong Qianluo, and the others helped each other and rested under a large tree.
Xiao Se clutched his chest, took a couple of breaths, and then looked up at Luo Qingyang in front of him: "Did he send you?"
Luo Qingyang remained silent, not even lifting his eyelids.
Xiao Se didn't care about this. He just lowered his head silently and smiled self-deprecatingly: "I thought he would be like Xiao Chong and not want me to return to Tianqi City. I didn't expect that he would ask you to help me get out of trouble."
Xiao Se is not stupid.
Luo Qingyang lives alone in the Desolate City, diligently practicing the Desolate Sword Technique, and has not stepped out of the city gates for over a decade. His sudden appearance here must mean that someone has invited him.
In this world, there are only two people who can persuade Luo Qingyang to come.
One was Consort Xuan in the palace, and the other was Prince Xiao Yu.
Consort Xuan has long lived in the inner palace and never paid attention to the disturbances of the outside world. Therefore, Luo Qingyang's visit must have been at Xiao Yu's request.
Xiao Se couldn't understand why Xiao Yu would save him.
After all, if Xiao Yu had simply stood by and watched, he would have been killed by the combined attack of the Angry Sword Immortal, the Tang Clan, and the Peerless City.
At that time, Xiao Yu only needs to report to his father, the emperor, that Xiao Chong has sent someone to intercept and kill him, and he will be able to easily eliminate two powerful rivals for the throne.
On the contrary, his safe return to Tianqi City would pose a huge threat to his path to the throne.
Faced with these two obvious options, anyone would know which to choose.
But Xiao Yu unexpectedly chose to save him.
An unknown emotion surged within Xiao Se's heart.
Just then, the Furious Sword Immortal slammed his fist into the ground, his eyes wide open, glaring fiercely at Luo Qingyang, and roared angrily, "Why? Why did you save him?"
"Why? Why?"
The Furious Sword Immortal roared again, each word seemingly containing endless rage and resentment. He stared intently at Luo Qingyang, as if trying to see through him: "Did the Crimson King send you? Has the Crimson King gone mad? Why did he save Prince Yong'an?"
"Doesn't he know what the return of Prince Yong'an to Tianqi City signifies?"
Why did he send you here?
"He could have eliminated a formidable enemy for himself without doing anything, so why?"
The Furious Sword Immortal's eyes were bloodshot, his face was ferocious, and he was like a madman, a beast out of control.
He roared hysterically, as if trying to vent all the anger and resentment in his heart.
If he had known from the beginning that victory was hopeless, he might not have been so angry.
However, fate caused him to fail just before victory was within his grasp, causing him to fall short at the last moment.
This despair of falling from the clouds to the abyss was enough to break Yan Zhantian.
He risked everything to help Xiao Chong, hoping to win a place for Xiao Chong in the struggle for the throne, but he failed at the last moment.
What pained him even more was that this matter would surely spread rapidly throughout the martial arts world, and even the entire Northern Li.
Once Emperor Mingde learns of this, he will surely punish Xiao Chong.
He had no children of his own, only Xiao Chong as his disciple, and he had long regarded Xiao Chong as his own child.
He felt sorry for Xiao Chong's blindness, but also admired his perseverance.
He understood Xiao Chong's ambitions and firmly believed that Xiao Chong would be a good emperor in the future.
That's why he spared no effort in helping Xiao Chong, clearing obstacles and paving the way for him.
But unexpectedly, it still failed in the end.
The Furious Sword Immortal dared not imagine how difficult Xiao Chong's future would be, not only with no hope of ascending the throne, but also with being targeted by the Prince of Yong'an.
"I will kill you all in Chong'er's place."
The Furious Sword Immortal muttered to himself, staggered to his feet, and with all his might lifted the Broken Army sword, swinging it fiercely at Luo Qingyang. The sword tip sliced through the air with a mournful whistle.
Luo Qingyang, however, appeared unusually calm, his eyes showing no emotion whatsoever.
Just before the Furious Sword Immortal's sword was about to touch him, an extremely sharp sword aura burst forth from his body.
The Furious Sword Immortal was struck by the sword energy, his burly figure momentarily suspended in mid-air before collapsing helplessly to the ground.
Even after he fell silent, his eyes remained wide open, filled with resentment and anger.
Luo Qingyang slowly turned his head, his cold gaze falling on Song Yanhui, who had remained silent since earlier.
The moment their eyes met in mid-air, Song Yan turned around and trembled slightly, her face full of bitterness as she said, "Can you just kill me? Let the others from Wushuang City go; they are innocent."
Song Yan's words carried a hint of pleading; at this moment, he clearly realized that he could not escape death today.
However, he was still determined to protect those innocent disciples, whose futures were still long and should not be ruined by his momentary impulse.
Under Song Yan's expectant gaze, Luo Qingyang shook his head and finally spoke his first words since arriving here: "He told me that none of the people who participated in the ambush today will be spared."
These words, like a cold verdict, pronounced the fate of Song Yan Hui and all the Wushuang City disciples who participated in the ambush.
Upon hearing this, Song Yan's face turned deathly pale.
The disciples of Wushuang City also wore expressions of despair.
……
Wu Xin stared at Xiao Yu with surprise, her intense gaze impossible for Xiao Yu to ignore.
Finally, Xiao Yu reluctantly put down his brush and said to Wuxin, "Just say what you want to ask."
Wu Xin made no attempt to hide his curiosity. He propped his head up with his hand, stared directly at Xiao Yu, and asked with a hint of confusion, "Why did you save Xiao Chuhe? This doesn't seem to fit your usual style."
Could it be that Xiao Yu values family ties, just as he has taken care of him, and also feels brotherly affection for Xiao Chuhe? Is that why he sent Luo Qingyang to rescue him?
This thought surprised Wuxin somewhat, after all, Xiao Yu's past actions had always been ruthless and cold-blooded.
Xiao Yu:......
He couldn't very well tell Wuxin that he was Xiao Chuhe's father in his past life, could he?
After all, he was the child he raised himself. He was disappointed in him, but he wouldn't just stand by and watch him die.
Of course, there are some minor benefits, but that's not the point. The point is:
"Because I'm a naturally helpful and kind person."
Wuxin: "..."
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