nucmednet Chapter 371 The Young Singer's Journey 40
Chapter 371 The Young Singer's Journey 40
Su Changhe stared intently at Xiao Yu in mid-air, about to question him, when he heard Xiao Yu's voice coming from under the thin veil: "You've run so far, it will be inconvenient for me to clean up later."
His words sent a chill down everyone's spine.
It turns out that this person forced them back not to spare their lives, nor to have anything to say to them.
It was simply because their bodies were scattered throughout the forest after they died, making them difficult to clean up.
This disregard for life chilled even these killers to the bone like never before.
Su Changhe's gaze lingered on Xiao Yu for a moment before finally settling on the sword tips that were already pointed at him.
He shouted in an urgent, almost shrill voice, "Don't you want to know who wants to kill you? I can tell you, it's..."
"It's me." Xiao Yu calmly uttered two words, successfully cutting off Su Changhe's next words.
"...You placed the order yourself?" Su Changhe's voice was filled with disbelief, then he suddenly realized: "You wanted to lure the snake out of its hole, to eliminate Anhe?"
“Yes!” Xiao Yu remained calm and said leisurely, “So, are you all ready?”
Before Su Changhe could speak, Xiao Yu suddenly flicked his sleeve, his voice instantly turning cold: "It doesn't matter, I'm already prepared anyway."
Having said that, he gave a sharp rebuke: "Go."
The flying sword, suspended in the air, swooped down towards the crowd below without hesitation.
Swah——
Swah——
The sound of flying swords slicing through the air rose and fell like dense raindrops.
Each sound was accompanied by a chilling killing intent, quickly filling the small space within the water wall, creating an oppressive atmosphere that made people feel suffocated.
"not good."
Su Muyu reacted quickly, throwing up her oil-paper umbrella in an attempt to block the long sword flying overhead.
The others also realized they were in a life-or-death situation and unleashed their strongest skills in an attempt to block these gifts from the Grim Reaper.
However, their efforts did not seem to change anything.
Xiao Yu gazed coldly at the sky, completely unconcerned about the battlefield below.
Wuxin was the only spectator in this one-sided massacre.
He stood in a safe spot and could feel the intense killing intent emanating from the water wall.
Those flying swords were formed from water; they could neither be destroyed nor interrupted.
Even though the people of the Dark River had used all their skills to attack the flying swords, they still couldn't stop their descent or destroy any of them.
This was not an evenly matched contest, but a one-sided massacre.
It was cold and cruel, yet it possessed an indescribable beauty.
Wu Xin watched in horror as countless swords rained down from the sky.
Despite his sinister appearance, the twelve years of teachings by Master Wangyou had already planted a Buddhist heart in him.
Even though he knew these people were assassins from the Dark River, notorious figures in the martial arts world, a pang of reluctance still rose in his heart at this moment.
Am I going to die here?
Su Changhe's mind began to scream wildly.
Looking at the flying sword that was already within reach, he could almost feel the icy aura emanating from it.
It was so cold it felt like it would pierce through your skin and freeze your bones.
He knew that in an instant, that sword would be in front of him, piercing his throat and taking his life.
Su Changhe's pupils constricted sharply, his blood rushed to his head, and his breathing became increasingly labored.
He can't die!
His wishes have not yet been fulfilled, and his ambitions and plans have not yet been realized.
How to do?
How to do?
what should I do?
Someone please help me.
Can anyone help me?
Who?
Su Changhe kept calling out in his heart, his mind a complete mess, unable to find any possibility of escape.
Just as he was about to die by the sword, a name suddenly flashed through his mind—
Xiao Ruofeng.
This name, like a bolt of lightning, pierced the darkness in Su Changhe's heart.
"Xiao Ruofeng!!!"
Su Changhe roared hysterically, his voice filled with resentment: "Xiao Ruofeng lied to us! He said he would give us light."
quiet--
The world suddenly returned to silence. The sound of the flying sword cutting through the wind seemed to have never existed, leaving only Su Changhe's rapid and heavy breathing echoing in the air.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!
In this eerie atmosphere, Su Changhe cautiously opened his eyes.
To his surprise, the flying swords stopped right in front of him, almost touching his skin.
He is still alive!
Upon realizing this, Su Changhe's mind exploded with dazzling fireworks, and immense joy surged throughout his body, causing his face to flush slightly and his eyes to sparkle with the light of surviving a disaster.
It turns out that heaven left them a glimmer of hope!
The Prince of Langya, Xiao Ruofeng!
Su Changhe secretly rejoiced, then turned to look at the others. He saw that they, like him, had luckily escaped this calamity, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
The group carefully took a few steps back, creating a safe distance between themselves and the stationary flying swords.
The flying swords did not follow them; they simply kept their tips pointed at them, their blades shrouded in a chilling aura.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, as if they had escaped death, and cautiously gathered together, their eyes all turning to Su Changhe.
Head of the family, you're truly a great person.
In the next life, we'll still choose you to be the patriarch.
In that look, Su Changhe clearly read those two sentences.
This should have been a happy thing, but the current situation made him anything but happy.
Because he is currently using his brain to quickly organize what he is about to say in order to grasp this last glimmer of hope for life.
The mysterious man before them clearly had a deep connection with Langya King Xiao Ruofeng. This could be seen from the mysterious man's actions in Snow Moon City and the sudden halt of his flying sword.
It seems their last hope rests on the Prince of Langya.
Just as Su Changhe was lost in thought, Xiao Yu landed in front of him: "Speak! I'll give you a chance to make excuses."
quibble……
Upon hearing those two words, not only was Su Changhe filled with utter helplessness, but Su Muyu also felt a pang of bitterness.
Because he was the one who represented the Dark River and formed an alliance with the Prince of Langya.
But to their utter surprise, the Prince of Langya ended up deceiving them, failing to fulfill any of the promises he made.
It's fine if he didn't succeed, after all, the Prince of Langya is dead now, and the matter is over.
But who could have imagined that four years later, a lunatic would suddenly appear, willing to use himself as bait to lure them into coming to his door to be killed, all for the sake of the Prince of Langya.
Fortunately, Su Changhe was quick-witted and called out the name of the Prince of Langya; otherwise, they would be wiped out by now.
The Prince of Langya is indeed a terrifying person.
He was adept at manipulating people's hearts and deceiving them in his lifetime; and even after his death, he was able to leave behind such a person to continue deceiving them.
Seriously, they're incredibly moved right now.