Chapter 454 Ah Shi Returns, Husband and Wife Reunited!

It seems that the elders of the Witch Moon Cult had tried this method before.

However, all of them ultimately ended in failure.

Li Qingluo recalled the instructions her master, Elder Gu, had given her: "If one day you are forced to enter that secret passage, you must promise your master—you must find a way to kill the thing inside!"

kill?

Li Qingluo now finds it all laughable.

Did Master overestimate himself or underestimate this Gu Python?

The Witch Moon Cult had lost so many masters yet still failed to kill it, and the old lady actually placed her hopes on herself, who had only been a disciple for a year.

Of course, if enough people rushed in, for example, if several of her skilled assassins were sacrificed, it might actually be possible to kill this beast.

But this was absolutely impossible for Li Qingluo to do.

In Li Qingluo's heart, not a single word of "kill" could be omitted!

That's all for today!

Li Qinglu shouted, "As long as we can leave together! Jinhua, come with us quickly!"

The noise from the lightning strike was so great that the entire cave began to shake.

Rocks fell from above and crashed into the pool.

Jin Hua's natal Gu, the little golden snake, was accidentally swept into the pool.

Jin Hua glanced at Li Qingluo, then without a word, plunged into the pool...

The pitch-black sky gradually descended.

Li Qingluo and her group climbed out from the pile of rubble on the cliff.

They also tried their best to take all the people still alive in the cave with them, including Jinhua.

Jin Hua's natal Gu was not found, so she was rescued by Nangong Di.

At this moment, Jinhua lay soaking wet under the tree, and fainted again.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but look at the pile of rubble.

Will this thing come out again?

Li Qingluo: "I don't yet know the technique to seal the Gu worms. So, if it really isn't dead, it will come out... there's a very high chance."

Everyone's expressions were somewhat solemn.

This thing is impervious to swords and spears, and even lightning cannot kill it.

How can I kill him?

Li Qingluo turned her head and forcibly swallowed the fishy-sweet taste that had just surged up again.

She forced herself to use witchcraft three times today, which was really too much for someone like her who hadn't even mastered the basic techniques yet.

We must never again use witchcraft indiscriminately.

Otherwise, her meridians would be severely damaged.

Li Qingluo wiped the rain off her face: "Let's leave this place quickly first."

Killer 1: "But young lady, what about them?"

The few survivors of the Witch Moon Cult who were brought out were all people of the Spirit Lord.

One of them was even the daughter of the Spirit Lord.

Lingjun had one son and two daughters, two of whom were buried with their mother.

Li Qingluo: "Just leave it here to fend for itself."

"We have done more than enough."

"Walk!"

The group simply carried Jin Hua and quickly headed towards the Wuyue Sect manor below the cliff.

As soon as the others left, the members of the Witch Moon Cult slowly opened their eyes.

They looked at each other blankly.

Among them, Lingjun's daughter, Azhi, lay on the pile of rubble, weeping bitterly: "Mother...brother...you died so tragically—"

Li Qingluo and her group originally only intended to return to the Wuyue Sect to settle down for one night.

Unexpectedly, just as they arrived at the villa, they heard noises coming from the front of the mountain again.

Could it be that the sects like Yun Gu, Wu Du, and He Huan Zong haven't left yet?

Everyone cautiously pulled out their weapons.

Then they quietly moved towards the front of the mountain.

In the pitch-black rainy night, a chilling, murderous aura once again enveloped the entire Witch Moon Cult in an atmosphere of deathly silence.

Stepping into the blood-red puddle is like stepping into a land of death.

Blood was everywhere, and corpses littered the ground.

Slaughter is about to descend once again upon this desolate and chilly mountain village.

Boom—

Another clap of thunder, and lightning illuminated the entire night sky.

A dark figure stood on the front mountain.

Que'er and Sha Yi charged at the dark figures.

The two sides instantly engaged in fierce combat.

However, a familiar voice soon called out anxiously, "Sparrow! It's me!"

With a "whoosh," Zhuiyu quickly pulled down his face mask and lifted the straw raincoat from his head.

Sparrow was taken aback.

Meanwhile, Li Qingluo, holding the Biluo Sword, was about to charge into the crowd to start killing when she saw a tall and familiar figure standing at the front of the steps.

This figure has appeared in her dreams countless times over the past year.

She almost thought, in a daze, that this was still just a dream.

However, everyone around them stopped as well.

The man turned around, took off his straw hat, and revealed a face that could bewitch the world.

Rainwater slid down his face.

His facial features gradually became clearer and more distinct.

Upon seeing her, his eyes lit up: "Luo'er!"

This person was none other than Duan Rongshi, who had left on their wedding night and had been gone for a full year.

Duan Rongshi frowned, but when he saw Li Qingluo appear safely with her own people, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, he strode towards her.

As if waking from a dream, Li Qingluo ran quickly toward him with red eyes.

The two embraced tightly in the rain.

This moment finally felt a little real.

Everyone else quickly turned away, not daring to look any longer.

"Ashi, is it really you?"

"I'm not dreaming."

Li Qingluo touched his face in disbelief; it was warm and real.

Then all of this was just too incredible.

"But aren't you fighting on the frontier and in the Western Regions?"

"How did you suddenly appear in front of me?"

"Ah Shi, what exactly is going on?"

Duan Rongshi first put his own straw raincoat on Li Qingluo's head.

"No rush, let's talk slowly."

"Let's go back to our rooms and take shelter from the rain."

The rain continued to pour down relentlessly.

Li Qinglu has always had her own small courtyard in the Wuyue Sect, which was also the new house she and Duan Rongshi lived in after their marriage.

A year later, Duan Rongshi returned to the room and found many traces of her presence.

However, things change.

The once bustling and glorious Witch Moon Cult has now been wiped out, and tonight it has become a ghost town.

The guards brought by Duan Rongshi and the killers of Li Qingluo were cleaning up the corpses all over the mountain from the Wuyue Sect.

Everyone was filled with immense grief and heaviness. In the silent, rainy night, no one spoke, and no one felt afraid.

With the guards busy outside, Li Qingluo and Duan Rongshi finally found a moment to catch their breath.

After they both dried themselves off and changed into clean clothes, they finally sat down to talk.

Duan Rongshi: "I thought something had happened to you too, so I was planning to search for you all over the mountains and fields."

"Thank goodness you're alright."

"Luo'er, I'm late."

"I should have come sooner; perhaps the Witch Moon Cult wouldn't have ended up like this."

Li Qinglu shook his head: "The Witch Moon Sect was plotted against by all the other sects in the entire Miao region. These people probably planned to put the Witch Moon Sect to death long ago."

"Even if I leave a day later and you arrive a day earlier, it's just that they'll have one more day to take action."

Duan Rongshi: "You mean, you left the Witch Moon Cult?"

That's why I escaped this calamity.