Song of Adolescence

Yong'an Palace.

Ji Ruofeng and Ji Xue were still in the house to heal Xiao Se, and the others waited anxiously outside the house.

"Is the gate locked? Did all parties send someone to guard it?" Ye Ruoyi asked the housekeeper.

The housekeeper nodded while wiping his sweat: "It's all locked, but it's getting noisy outside. I sent someone to take a look and said that there are many dead people running outside!"

"Dead?" Ye Ruoyi was taken aback.

"Yes, the two guests, Minghou and Wuchan, who have been living in the mansion, have heard the news and have now gone out!" the housekeeper anxiously said.

"They investigated in the previous few days. Not only Wuxin, but Yue Ji was also in Xiao Yu's hands. They were afraid that they would see this scene and worry about their safety." Lei Wujie punched the ground angrily, "Damn it! I can only stay here and wait."

Tang Ze glanced at the house, then turned around: "I'll go out and have a look first."

"Be careful." Ye Ruoyi whispered.

"Don't worry, I'm from the Tang Sect. The thing I'm most afraid of is this wicked thing!" Tang Ze smiled, leaped forward and swept outside the house.

"Butterfly, fly." Zitong took out the paper butterfly from his arms and flicked his hand gently.

The paper butterfly flew out of his hand and fell into the crowd. Those medicine people who had rushed towards them seemed to lose their strength in an instant, and collapsed to the ground. They crawled out of their ears, but they scattered into dust within a few steps.

Feixuan pushed out with a palm, and wherever the palm wind passed, Yaoren was beaten out and collapsed to the ground, and never got up again.

Xie Xuan smiled: "The magic of Taoism is really the nemesis of these evil charms."

Li Fansong was helpless: "But I can't do the Dao Fa, only use some swordsmanship, do I want to chop off their heads?"

"Although you don't know Dao Fa, you have the Qingxiao Sword that contains Dao Fa's principles." Xie Xuan smiled, "You are here to deal with medicine people, I need to find someone."

"Who?" Li Fansong asked.

"Of course it is Gu Master." Xie Xuantijian jumped and left.

Now that the medicine people in this city only rely on the power of the dragons of Feixuan and Zitong, then even if they are exhausted, they cannot really kill a single medicine person. Every medicine person has a Gu master. If you kill With the Gu master, then the Gu worms in this city full of medicine can instantly die.

"Ghost Doctor Yeya." Xie Xuan said solemnly, "You **** it."

"Where is the chief supervisor?" Xiao Yu asked Long Xie.

Long Xie replied, "I'm going to chase Concubine Xuan and Luo Qingyang."

"Mother concubine... who does he like? Ye Dingzhi, Luo Qingyang, and father emperor. Why is every time her choice is so hard to figure out." Xiao Yu put his hands behind him, his fingers tapping the back of his hands lightly .

Naturally, no one can answer his question.

"Let's go, let's go to Yong'an Palace, this is the last chance to kill them." Xiao Yu finally couldn't help it, and walked outside the house.

"What about the White Palace?" Long Xie asked.

"If you are destined to have no emperor's fate, why bother with him." Xiao Yu sneered, he stopped and turned around, "Mr. Ye Crow, the mansion will take care of you."

Ye Crow smiled: "Waiting for His Highness to return in triumph."

"It's really interesting to take the throne on such a **** night." Xiao Yu grinned.

"It's a blessing to meet His Highness in my lifetime." Ye Crow said heartily.

Xiao Yu shrugged: "It's a pity that others encounter us, it is their misfortune."

On this night called the "Bloody Night" by later generations, Xiao Yu left the Crimson Palace with Su Changhe and Wuxin. They will end this terrifying night with the cruelest blood and punishment.

They stepped onto the carriage and headed straight towards Yong'an Palace. Those medicine men frantically attacked everyone they met, but they saw the carriage and evaded them from a distance. Xiao Yu smiled upon seeing this, "How about using this medicinal Gu technique on the spot?"

"It's too sinister, unless it's a dead end, hold on to the idea of ​​dying together. After tonight, Apocalypse City is probably destroyed." Su Changhe said.

"Then change the city to become the capital." Xiao Yu shrugged.

The carriage suddenly stopped, and Long Xie, who was driving, turned around: "There are people ahead."

Xiao Yu looked up and was taken aback: "Is it him?"

Su Muyu stood there holding an umbrella, his feet were already covered with corpses, almost stepping in a pool of blood. He raised his head, looked at the carriage, and said faintly: "Su Changhe."

Su Muyu's hand suddenly lifted, and the umbrella suddenly burst with a "bang", like a flower blooming in an instant, all the umbrella bones broke, exposing the metal-colored thin blades and seventeen umbrellas. The bone exploded, and seventeen thin blades scattered out, penetrating the heads of the medicine people who were about to pounce, and firmly inserted on the walls on both sides. The handle of the umbrella that Su Muyu originally held in his hand revealed the sharp De sword, he raised his hand and faced the carriage.

Su Changhe sighed: "It seems that Your Highness has to take a step first. I will finish dealing with things here before I can catch up."

Xiao Yu nodded: "Then please grow up faster, Long Xie, let's change our path."

Long Xie turned his horse's head and ran on another road. The carriage left, but a figure remained in place. Su Changhe lightly tapped the silver mask on his face: "Su Muyu, I never thought I would fight you one day."

Su Muyu slowly walked forward with the sword in his hand: "When you make that decision, you should guess that there is bound to be this battle between us."

Su Changhe shook his head: "We are people who live in the dark. I thought you wouldn't be entangled in such things."

"As a dark river, we don’t follow secular laws, but we have our own rules, and the choices you make violate our dark river’s laws. Not only will he not lead us into a new era, but will also ruin The entire dark river. I must kill you today for the Su family and the entire dark river." Su Muyu said lightly.

"Back then, you were the best candidate for the patriarch, but you gave me this position. You were better than me no matter where you were, but now it’s different. I have been a patriarch for nine years and practiced for nine years. Yan Mozhang, although the Eighteen Sword Formation is powerful, it is not my opponent either." Su Changhe said solemnly.

"Have you finished speaking?" Su Muyu said suddenly.

This was the last word he often said to his prey when he was still called the umbrella ghost.

Su Changhe was stunned for a moment, then leaned slightly: "Then go to your ghost gate, and I will step on my Broken Soul Bridge."

Back then, Su Changhe was called the funeral master. They were brothers who grew up together, and they also fought side by side, treating each other as their true brothers.