Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Wizard of the Sea of Clouds

The young man known as King Wu Xiong Jing looked at the murderous rebels riding a war horse in front of him, and sighed in his heart, he couldn't imagine that there were so many pursuers, and he was pitiful that he still wanted to kill all the pursuers to escape, and now he really became a turtle in an urn.

Even if there was no hope of escaping, after listening to the rebels' persuasion to surrender, he still waved the sword in his hand and said categorically: "Gu is a son of the Great Chu royal family, and the emperor himself is the king of Wu, how can he surrender to you and other rebellious ministers and thieves! All you can bring back is Gu's corpse, don't want to make Gu a prisoner of Xiong Lin, the old horseman!"

"The king of the East China Sea is your uncle, what shame is there to surrender to him. Today's emperor is mediocre, and he doesn't believe in the loyalty of clans like the king of the East China Sea, but believes in the words of the villain. The king of my family had no choice but to raise troops to clear the king's side, just to return the world to a bright future. The leader of the cavalry said.

"Xiong Jing, don't be obsessed anymore, the king of my family said, let me wait so that he will not be saddled with the crime of killing relatives, so as long as you are willing to surrender and submit to the king of my family, you will definitely be protected without worry. ”

This Xiong Jing heard these words for the first time, and asked with some doubts: "When did the King of the East China Sea say this, how come Lone has never heard of it?"

The leader clasped his fists into the air and said, "Before the battle began yesterday, the king of my family heard that the king of Wu personally came to supervise the battle and said it to the generals and several other kings, so you have never heard it. The king of my family has promised not to harm your life, as a prince, you are a nobleman, why should you be obsessed with and harm your own life. ”

King Wu Xiong Jing looked at the gushing cavalry leader in front of him, as if he was looking at an idiot, looked at it for a while, and found that he was actually serious, he couldn't help laughing, holding his stomach and laughing almost out of breath.

The cavalry leader saw that this King Wu was still smiling at this time, and a trace of imperceptible killing intent flashed in his eyes. If you don't want to capture him alive, why should you talk nonsense with him, it is also a great achievement to directly cut off his head and take him back. After all, capturing a prince alive is much more meritorious than bringing back a dead prince.

I only heard him sneer: "Xiong Jing, you are surrounded by me now, and you can still laugh, should I say that you are scared stupid or not afraid of death?"

"I laugh at you, a reckless man, who didn't even understand the meaning of the old puppet of the King of the East China Sea, and I laughed at you that you were dying and still dreaming of making a great contribution. Xiong Jing said with a smile.

"What do you mean by this? The king of my family has made it very clear that he does not want to be charged with the crime of killing his relatives, and even a three-year-old child can understand this unmistakable meaning. As long as I capture you alive, it will be a great achievement. The leader listened to Xiong Jing's words, as if he had thought of something, but his mind flashed and he couldn't grasp the essentials.

"If you hadn't relayed the words of the old man of the East China Sea King, I might have really descended if I was not careful. But as soon as he heard his words, Lone swore not to surrender. Do you know why?" Xiong Jing looked at the cavalry leader with a serious face, and stopped laughing at him, Zhengse said.

"Why?" asked the cavalry leader, puzzled.

"The old man said don't let him be saddled with the crime of killing his relatives, which means that you will wait until you see me and cut me directly, don't take him back and make him embarrassed. Do you understand?"

"How come, the king said very clearly, I don't want to hurt your life. The leader was stunned, and excused himself.

"Xiong Lin, this old puppet, betrayed the king and treasoned against the country, in vain to kill the king and seize the throne as a vassal king, how could he be so kind to remind you to spare the life of this king. If he catches me, he will be tempted to kill me with his own hands. Xiong Jing said as he turned the sword in his hand and made a decapitation gesture.

"It's just that if you kill my nephew, what will the other clans think, what will the vassal kings who followed him rebel think, and what will the people of the world think? ”

Speaking of this, Xiong Jing sneered, "Therefore, it is best for me, a thorn in the flesh, to die on the battlefield, in the chaos, and then he can pretend to hold a grand funeral for me, showing his benevolence and tolerance of the king of the East China Sea." ”

When the cavalry leader heard this, he only felt that this was indeed the truth, otherwise the king of the East China Sea would not have said that he should not be burdened with the crime of killing his relatives, but would have said that he should not hurt my nephew.

Once he figured this out, he only felt a cold sweat on his back, and he almost failed to make a big disaster. He then said to King Wu Xiong Jing, "Why do you want to tell me this?"

"Originally, when I heard you relay his words, I thought about surrendering directly and going back with you to disgust the old horseman of the King of the East China Sea. But after thinking about it, I really saw him, and it is estimated that the person who was disgusted was this king. And disgusting aside, in the end, there is only a dead end. Xiong Jing smiled and said, "Instead of this, it's better to fight, it's best to escape, if you can't escape, it's not bad to die directly in your hands, the province became a prisoner and was humiliated by him to death." ”

The leader looked at King Wu, who was still talking and laughing and fearless in front of him, and there was an indescribable admiration in his heart.

He sighed in his heart, this King Wu is still too young, if he is given a few more years of training, the Seven Nations Alliance is probably not his opponent, even if this Great Chu State is afraid that no one can compete with him. It's a pity, it's a pity.

Although he admired it in his heart, he had already completely moved to kill at this time. Such a character must not be kept, otherwise once he is allowed to escape, there will be no chance to get rid of him in the future. At that time, the Seven-Nation Alliance is likely to be defeated at his hands, and he will definitely end up as a rebel.

Thinking of this, he stopped talking nonsense, raised the long knife in his hand and shouted: "Up, kill them all, not a single one will be left!"

When the cavalry heard the order, they waved the long swords in their hands and drove their horses to slash at the Chu army.

The Chu army formed a circle and relied on each other, desperately resisting the attack of the cavalry. It's just that, in the face of cavalry three times their size, these Chu troops are just doing useless work. One by one, the soldiers were killed by the cavalry, and the screams and clashing of weapons echoed through the empty village.

King Wu Xiong Jing and the soldiers around him wanted to highlight the encirclement of the cavalry several times, but the gap in numbers was too big, and every breakthrough was intercepted. He saw that the soldiers of the Chu army around him were killed one by one, and fell to the ground one by one, and the blood stained the ground red.

In the fight, he roared angrily, his eyes were shining with murderous blood, and he was no longer suitable for the appearance of being calm and breezy.

Swing your sword and slash the throats of your enemies and pay tribute to your dead soldiers with their blood. Now he is no longer a high-ranking prince, just a soldier desperately struggling to fight his way out.

During the slash, he found that there was no longer a single guard by his side, and they were all lying in a pool of blood. Now, I'm alone.

He looked around, surrounded by enemies, covered in blood and wounded, and knew that he could not escape.

"Hey, not long ago, my father named me the king of Wu and sent me here to supervise the battle, but I didn't expect that I would die here for the first time I went to the battlefield. He lifted the sword in his hand and laid it across his neck, about to wipe it off and end himself.

Hate, what is the ambition to level the world, what is the supreme position of the Ninety-Five, what is the emperor's plan to dominate the industry, people are dying, everything is empty......

Luo Yin looked at the battle under the eaves, and moved his somewhat numb body slightly, but he didn't dare to make too many movements, for fear that the people below would find themselves hiding on the roof.

Once discovered, in the face of the pursuit of forty or fifty cavalry, he did not think that he would be able to escape alive at all.

He thought he was hiding well, but he didn't find out that his every move had already fallen into the eyes of people with a heart.

These eyes are high above the nine heavens, looking down on everything on the earth like a god. It belongs to a person, a person who has white clouds on his feet and is covered in clouds. This man was staring at the battle in the village, or rather, he was staring at one person, King Wu Xiong Jing.

This person quietly watched the guards around Xiong Jing die one by one, looked at him covered in blood, and looked at him in a desperate situation and wanted to end himself.

Finally, at the moment when the sword in Xiong Jing's hand was about to be wiped off, he moved, disappeared into the clouds and mist in an instant, and appeared on the battlefield in an instant.

He stepped on the void and walked towards Xiong Jing step by step, the white light on his body dazzling as the sun.

After a while, the light faded away, revealing his true colors. Only then did Luo Yin see clearly that this was an old man with white hair and white beard and fairy wind bones. He muttered to himself in his heart: "Immortals, another immortal has appeared, but it's a pity that it's not the immortal he once met." ”

Xiong Jing was stunned at the moment when this immortal appeared, and the sword in his hand that was about to end himself also stopped.

The cavalry besieging Xiong Jing saw such a god-like person pacing in the void, and they were so frightened that they fell off their horses and knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

The immortal slowly approached Xiong Jing, and a deep and magnetic voice came: "You have thought about it now, are you willing to give up everything and follow me into the mountain to practice, and then ignore the mortal world?"

Xiong Jing looked at the immortal in front of him, the sword in his hand fell to the ground, and then he knelt down with a bang and knocked his head three times.

"In the past, the immortals once asked me if I would like to go into the mountains to practice, Xiong Jing was dull at that time, and he was full of the emperor's hegemony and supreme position, and he failed the favor of the immortals. Now that I have walked between life and death, I suddenly found that all this is just a passing cloud. Xiong Jing is willing to practice with the immortals, no longer care about the world, and no longer care about wealth and glory. I beg the immortals to take me as an apprentice!"

"Okay, let me go. The immortal said lightly. After that, I saw a flash of white light, and the immortal and Xiong Jing who were kneeling on the ground turned into a white light and disappeared into heaven and earth.

At this time, Luo Yin, who was in the thatched grass on the roof, saw that this immortal had taken away King Wu, and he felt a wave of envy and helplessness in his heart.

If you want to apprentice to the immortal gate, you have to trek through mountains and rivers, go through hardships, and die nine times a lifetime, but this King Wu is completely different, not only does he not need to be like himself, on the contrary, there are immortals begging to accept him as an apprentice.

It's really more human than human, and it's infuriating......