Chapter 37 Festival

From morning to dusk, the Ice Clan’s siege army fell one after another, and the corpses piled up like a mountain, but they couldn't make any further progress. And those ice squads that broke through the upper city, in a hand-to-hand battle with the xiao cavalry, such as fertile water and snow, were instantly destroyed and wiped out on the spot.

Seeing the sudden reversal of the battle situation, the Shi Wus were stunned-entering Yunhuang until now, they have never seen such a powerful army among the Kongsang people!

"See? This is the Kongsang warrior from the time of Emperor Xingzun... It is a pity that there is only such a little glory of the past in this desolate and corrupt empire." In the golden tent, watching the battle on the city. The wise man paused for the valiant cavalry warrior. He estimated the battle situation, and said lightly, "Let's take a look at the attack for another year."

Thus, the stalemate appeared between the two sides for the first time.

Although Ye Cheng was broken a year later, the guarding battle became a turning point in the "Splitting Mirror" battle between Kongsang and the Bing Clan. The Kongsang people's confidence that was almost destroyed began to recover. After Ye Cheng broke, under the personal command of the Prince Zhenlan, Jialan Gucheng stood firm for ten years.

"I heard that when Ye Cheng broke through, you were the only one left with 3000 Xiaoqi?" Listening to the gurgling of wine flowing into the opponent's throat, Su Mo manipulated the puppet with expressionlessly, and suddenly asked.

Those words seemed to pierce Xijing's chest suddenly with the sharpest sword. The wine choked his throat, and the man in black coughed violently and bent down.

"It's painful, isn't it? I heard that Ye Cheng was breached from within—the wealthy merchants in the city secretly united and sold Ye Cheng in order to preserve their wealth. On that day, the Chamber of Commerce used the army to reward the army and get into the wine of the cavalry. Poisoned..." The puppet master slowly made the doll pose in a painful convulsive posture, and fell on the table, "Thousands of soldiers fell like this. Yecheng's gate was opened from the inside and rushed in. The ice army wiped out the cavalry army--you see, no matter how hard the shell is, it won't help if the fruit starts to rot from inside.""Shut up." The tin-made hip flask slowly deformed in Xijing's hands, and stopped in a deep voice.

"I still remember the situation when you went back to Garan City alone and asked the prince to execute you-what a shame!" Somo didn't seem to hear, but smiled and continued, "All the subordinates died in battle, but they are still alive as the leader. ——Why didn’t you die? Just because you are a general who doesn’t drink alcohol and is very disciplined?"

"Shut up! You blind man, shut up!" The swordsman in black was suddenly furious, and threw the squashed hip flask onto Somo's face. The drink splashed the puppet master's face, ticking down the pale and handsome face. fall.

However, Sumo remained unmoved and continued to say indifferently: "But what makes you painful is more than that? After Yecheng fell, the Ice Clan carried out a seven-day and seven-night slaughter of the city for revenge. Except for a few wealthy merchants and countless civilian slaves, they were killed— —It seems that your family is also included? It's really stupid. Why don't you run away with your family?"

"It's a pity that Prince Zhenlan refuses to use the death penalty to end your pain... so the things that make you painful are still one after another." As if knowing the past well, the puppet master said, his voice suddenly trembled, "You are the only junior sister left. Jumped down from the white tower and committed suicide; therefore, the Kongsang people in Garan city wanted to slaughter the shark people to vent their anger, but you were unable to stop...Finally, you opened the underground sluice arbitrarily and released a large number of shark slaves in the water prison-this time, The Prince Zhenlan couldn't protect you either, so he had to deprive you of all titles and exile forever."

"Where have you been since then? No one knows... I guess you used the word "Mie" of the Swordmaster to escape the world and fall asleep somewhere, right? Then occasionally wander through the wild land between waking up. He became a ranger." It seemed that he was finally finished. Sumo had a blank smile in his eyes, stretched out his tongue and licked the wine at the corner of his mouth, then fumbled and picked up a glass of drunken face red, and held it to Xijing. Lift, smile: "Cheers to the past."

Xijing didn't move. He watched the handsome puppet master drinking from the other side of the table. The light in his eyes suddenly brightened, and he said coldly, "Suma, why are you talking about this?"

"Because..." After taking a sip of the wine, the puppet master smiled and placed the white porcelain wine glass to his cheek and gently rubbed it, and exhaled, "Before you start to retaliate against me, you might as well give you a severe pain. !"

Xijing looked at him, as if he wanted to see even the slightest real thoughts in the eyes of the blind puppet master, Sumo was indifferent.

The silent confrontation lasted for a long time. Suddenly, the down-and-out swordsman laughed. With a movement of his wrist, he threw the silver lightsaber in his palm, caught it, and twitched the corner of his mouth: "Honestly, I really want to punch. Hit your face!""Fight!" Su Mo also smiled and replied provocatively, with a faint expression of eagerness.

"Grandma's, it was a waste of effort." Xijing tossed the lightsaber in his hand and sneered suddenly, "I sweared that if I saw you, I would have to throw you away for Aying to feed the dog, but— —"

The black-clothed swordsman squinted at Somo, his eyes sharpened suddenly, and he laughed: "But after hearing what you said just now, I suddenly changed my mind—grandma, what do you want to be the first? What did you care about? A hundred years ago, you A child, a child a hundred years later! Since Aying doesn’t hold a grudge, what do I care about with a child?"

"What are you talking about?" Sumo's fingers suddenly stopped, and his indifferent expression suddenly froze in the other's laughter, and a shocking murderous aura flashed through his empty eyes!

"Don't laugh! Don't speak in such a light tone!" The puppet master stood up suddenly, sternly, a light flashed between his fingers.

Xijing slid out to the left, drew his sword with a lightning backhand, clank, and white light burst out.

The hands and feet of the puppets on the table seemed to be affected by invisible power. Ten rings of different styles whirled in the air, with completely different directions and strengths, driving the transparent leads, cutting them like sharp blades.

"Worse, they are still fighting!" Hearing the noise outside, Ting jumped up anxiously, and quickly wanted to rush in.

"Don't go." Mrs. Ruyi grabbed the girl and frowned. "The two of them moved their hands, who can pull them apart?"

"No way! If this goes on, one of the master and the young master will be injured!" Ting stomped.Mrs. Ruyi smiled and looked at her meaningfully: "So, which one do you hope to be injured, Miss Ting?"

Ting was suddenly stunned, speechless.

"If Xijing stood on the opposite side of our shark, girl Ting, how about you?" Mrs. Ruyi pulled the girl, her pointed nails almost pinched the pink arms of the shark girl with bleeding marks, "You are loyal to the master. ', or loyal to our clan?"

The blue-haired girl opened her mouth and her face gradually paled: "No, master he wouldn't be like this... He is our benefactor of the Jadeite! He has always known that I am a member of the Nationalist Army, and he has no objection..."

Mrs. Ruyi suddenly had a terrible expression on her beautiful face. She grabbed the girl and lowered her voice, almost compellingly: "I mean in case... What about you if he is going to hurt or kill the young master?"

"I..." Ting's face was pale, her hands trembled violently, and she whispered, "I killed him!"

"Good boy." Mrs. Ruyi finally smiled and let go of the blue-haired girl, stroking her hair, "good boy."

In her whisper, the door of the secret room collapsed, and a person staggered out of the door, barely standing still.

"Master!" Ting screamed, rushing forward, and saw a wound on his master's face, blood flowing over his face, and a terrible shape.

"Okay!" Xijing pushed her away, but switched the lightsaber to his left hand, raised his injured right hand, wiped the blood on his face with his thumb, and licked it in his mouth. He looked at the puppet master standing indifferently in the room and the two-foot-high puppet on the table, and slowly said: "What a'ten commandments', what a'crack'!""Quickly ask the heavens." After the fight, he had already retreated to the corner of the secret room, and Su Mo faintly replied.

"Ting, let's go." With a twist of his wrist, Xijing retracted his lightsaber with a click, and said to the blue-haired girl, "I don't want to stay with people who don't look like people."

"Eh? Yes, Master!" Ting was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly followed, nodding to Mrs. Ruyi before leaving.

Madam Ruyi ran into the secret room and saw the unscathed puppet master. She was suddenly overjoyed and exclaimed: "Master Sumo, can you, can you actually win Xijing?!"

Su Mo did not answer, bent down, lowered his head, fumbled with his fingers on the ground, and picked up a ring—the ring that was only cut to the ground by Xijing's sword. The puppet master put the ring back on his hand extremely slowly-a bloodshot suddenly appeared on the base of the ring finger of his right hand.

At the other end of the chopped lead, the puppet's right elbow on the table, slowly, blood stains also leaked out!

"Master Sumo? Master Sumo?" Mrs. Ruyi gasped, and hurriedly went up to support the puppet master.

Su Mo suddenly returned his hand to cover his right elbow, and the blood dripped between his fingers.

"Master, aren't we waiting for Mr. Murong at the gambling shop?" Ting asked anxiously when he got out, "Shall we, shall we go back? Find a place to cover your injuries."

"Don't go back!" The black swordsman frowned and said flatly, "I don't want to be so close to people who are not like people!""Huh?" Ting was stunned for a moment. He didn't understand the meaning of the sentence that the master had already said before. He raised his head and asked hesitantly: "Master, the master cursed Young Master Sumo, isn't it a human? The master despised the Shaman. Huh?"