Chapter 858 Reunion (First Update)

A woman and a horse stood at the entrance of the cemetery. Gu Jiao faced the moonlight, her entire face exposed to the clear moonlight.

It was a clean and vibrant face, a stark contrast to the man's gaunt cheeks, which were covered in dirt and blood.

He wore rusty armor and a rusty helmet, and apart from his three-foot-long sword, his entire body was spotless and gleaming.

His eyes were filled with an endless aura of death, like a bottomless abyss.

Even Gu Jiao felt a sense of pressure being stared at by such eyes.

This was a man she didn't want to deal with.

Because it's too powerful.

But sometimes, what you fear most is exactly what comes to pass.

Shangguan Qing once said that the Ghost King does not harm ordinary people who are weak and helpless. Gu Jiao has no internal strength, so under normal circumstances no one would be able to detect that she knows martial arts.

But clearly, this Ghost King is an exception.

A sharp killing intent flashed in his lifeless eyes, and then his sluggish body turned around in a flash, his agility seemingly increasing a hundredfold in an instant!

He formed a claw with his hand, unleashing his inner strength to grab and swing in mid-air!

Gu Jiao felt an invisible hand grip her throat, pull her up, and throw her away violently!

Gu Jiao's waist bumped into a large tree, startling the crows on the branches, which flapped their wings and fled from their nest.

The leaves rustled down.

Gu Jiao fell heavily to the ground and coughed up a mouthful of blood!

This guy is incredibly powerful!

No wonder Shangguan Qing called him the Ghost King. With this strength... even Dark Soul might not be able to gain an advantage against him!

The Ghost King's gaze fell on Gu Jiao again, and he paused.

Perhaps they were surprised that Gu Jiao hadn't died.

"Of course I won't die so soon..."

Gu Jiao pushed herself up from the ground. "If I had known I would be dealing with such a troublesome guy, I would have put on my armor..."

That won't work either.

The armor is too conspicuous; if I wear it, I won't be able to enter Pucheng.

The Ghost King struck Gu Jiao with another palm strike!

Gu Jiao, who had finally managed to stand up, was knocked down again, face down, looking just like a wounded little sad frog.

Gu Jiao: At least let me hide for a bit.

Gu Jiao sprang to her feet with a somersault, blood streaming from her nose, but her indomitable spirit was undiminished: "This time I won't let you hit me!"

Bang!

Smack!

Gu Jiao was beaten to the ground yet again.

Gu Jiao's face was pressed against the ground, her hands gripping the weeds, her small body trembling violently with anger.

Damn it... I couldn't dodge it!

A terrifying killing intent gradually emanated from Gu Jiao's body: "Ghost King, is it... You've really angered me... Prepare to receive my wrath—"

Click!

The Ghost King moved with incredible speed, appearing in front of Gu Jiao and grabbing her by the collar, lifting her up.

Gu Jiao then realized that the Ghost King's body was extremely tall.

In his presence, Gu Jiao looked nothing like a little chick.

Little Chick Jiao: "Let's make a deal, do you need a lackey? I'll give you Old Tang."

Tang Yueshan sneezed unexpectedly in his sleep!

The Ghost King's murderous aura remained undiminished.

Gu Jiao's eyes darted around, and she instantly switched back to her feminine voice: "Actually, I'm a little girl!"

The Ghost King was stunned for a moment.

Great, now's the time!

I'll gouge your eyes out!

Gu Jiao clenched two fingers and stabbed them towards the Ghost King's deathly eyes!

Three seconds later, Gu Jiao looked at her two fingers, which were swelling up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and pouted in grievance.

—The Ghost King blocked it in time with his Green Edge Sword.

Gu Jiao actually forced the Ghost King to draw his sword, albeit in such an extremely cunning way, which inadvertently attracted the Ghost King's attention.

The Ghost King gave Gu Jiao no chance to struggle, nor did he leave her any room for maneuver. He raised his Qingfeng sword and thrust it towards Gu Jiao's abdomen.

call out!

In the blink of an eye, the Black Wind King galloped over, letting out an excited cry, and knocked Gu Jiao aside!

Gu Jiao, who was knocked down and landed on the tree trunk: "..."

Black Wind King lunged at Ghost King.

The Ghost King raised his longsword high, about to sever the Black Wind King's horse's head, but then stopped in mid-air.

Black Wind King circled around Ghost King, roaring excitedly and nuzzling him with its head from time to time. At this moment, it didn't seem like a sixteen-year-old horse, but rather like an excited young horse.

Gu Jiao lay on the tree trunk, looking at it with a bewildered expression.

What's going on?

Boss, you rushed over here so bravely just now, wasn't it to save me?

Did you just bump into me because you thought I was in your way?

Black Wind King circled the man, who was neither a general nor a ghost king, seventeen or eighteen times, the sound of its eager and joyful hooves echoing throughout the entire graveyard.

"Ooh~"

There was also a hint of a sob, sounding aggrieved.

The Ghost King's stiff body finally reacted. He raised his rough hand, which was cracked in countless places, and gently placed it on the Black Wind King's head.

Black Wind King rubbed his head against his palm.

“Little…” He opened his mouth, but his vocal cords, which had not spoken for many years, had atrophied, and the sound in his throat was like that of a broken bellows, hoarse, incomplete, and unpleasant.

"Ah..."

"moon……"

Little, Ah, Moon?

Is this the name of the Black Wind King?

Black Wind King jumped up even more excitedly.

At this moment, its childhood returned, and its life became complete.

After its excitement subsided, it suddenly fell silent, staring at the inhuman ghost king, as if it had finally realized something, and let out a sorrowful cry.

Gu Jiao lay on the tree and began to analyze the current situation.

This hill is the burial ground of the Xuanyuan family.

She didn't know why she came to this conclusion; in fact, based on the information she currently had, it was impossible to deduce that.

"I feel like I'm quite familiar with Ghost Mountain..."

Gu Jiao muttered to herself.

In that dream where she foresaw her own end, she had no connection with Guishan. After all, the great war with Liang and Jin took place nine years later, by which time... Shangguan Qing had already died from the poison, and the true King of Guishan was also dead.

In this life, many things are different.

"But I still can't explain why I have this feeling of familiarity with Ghost Mountain... even though I never came here in that dream..."

Gu Jiao couldn't figure it out, so she simply stopped thinking about it.

The secrets she carries are something even she herself doesn't understand.

Gu Jiao jumped down from the tree branch.

The Ghost King suddenly raised his long sword at Gu Jiao!

Black Wind King blocked his way, and under his sharp and wary gaze, he walked step by step to Gu Jiao and nuzzled her with his head.

This is the person it is meant to protect.

They're one of our own.

The Ghost King's Green Edge Sword fell.

Gu Jiao walked over. Since they were all on the same side, Gu Jiao didn't stand on ceremony.

Gu Jiao raised her nosebleed-streaked face and said in a majestic and domineering manner, "Let me introduce myself. My name is Gu Jiao. I am the comrade-in-arms of the boss... well, that is, Little A Yue. I am also the new commander of the Black Wind Cavalry."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the Ghost King brought his sword down again.

Gu Jiao was completely caught off guard!

What went wrong this time?!

But those blows she took weren't for nothing; at least she dodged this sword strike. It seems that real combat really is the best shortcut to improving one's strength.

But she couldn't dodge the second sword strike.

The Ghost King's sword tip stopped an inch from her throat. This was only because the Ghost King held back; otherwise, she would probably have already become a dead soul under his sword.

"So...bad..."

He finished speaking very slowly, sheathed his sword, and left with the Black Wind King.

So you just made a move to test whether I am qualified to be the commander of the Black Wind Cavalry?

You could at least have given me a heads-up, sir.

You almost scared me to death.

Gu Jiao dusted the dirt off her clothes and followed.

To his left was Black Wind King, and to his right was Gu Jiao.

Gu Jiao hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Are you from the Xuanyuan family?"

He ignored Gu Jiao, and without making a move, his actions and expression were very slow, as if he were struggling.

Does he think that's how dead people walk?

Gu Jiao wasn't surprised that she didn't receive a reply. This man had been isolated from the world for many years and had long forgotten how to communicate with others.

However, the fact that he could call out Black Wind King's childhood name shows that he did not suffer from amnesia. Of course, the possibility of normal brain forgetting cannot be ruled out.

No one can remember everything that happens to them.

Gu Jiao turned her head and looked at the hair under the helmet.

Her hair was gray.

They're old enough to be considered grandfathers, so we can exclude the Xuanyuan Sheng brothers.

It couldn't possibly be Xuanyuan Li—

The Duke of Anguo personally transported Xuanyuan Li's body back for burial; there is no doubt about that.

Besides, if Xuanyuan Li were still alive, he would have no reason not to go back and guard this place as a being that is neither human nor ghost.

Gu Jiao followed him, looking him up and down.

Fortunately, he didn't seem to mind Gu Jiao's scrutiny.

Gu Jiao noticed that his breathing was unstable, indicating that he must have suffered a very serious internal injury that he had not yet fully recovered from.

Living is torture for him, and it's a mystery why he's held on until now.

Is it merely to protect this burial ground of the Xuanyuan Army?

(End of this chapter)