483 Beauty En Zhongyi

The music suddenly intensified, and evil spirits surged forth from all around, terrifying everyone. Lu Shuang withdrew without continuing, turning and leaving in an instant, disappearing from everyone's sight.

With a cruel scream, the Red King's eyes narrowed, and with a sudden burst of power, he wielded his mighty blade, ignoring the sword in Mo Taizhen's hand, and slashed horizontally.

Mo Taizhen's eyes narrowed slightly, then he abruptly retreated, facing Elder Dongming, and said, "Retreat."

Elder Dongming unleashed a deafening roar with his meteor hammer, his true energy surging, causing the air to explode as he seized the opportunity to escape. He didn't want to linger for even a moment. The bloodthirsty Red King, however, wasn't willing to risk his life; it wasn't worth it. He still had a large family to support.

As the two left, the Red King suddenly appeared, and time seemed to stand still for a moment.

The falcon coughed up blood, its chest cavity ruptured, and it was clear it was beyond saving.

There was no regret or fear in her eyes, only a trace of worry. She whispered, 'My lord, Falcon cannot accompany you to the end.'

'Don't speak.' Red King came up behind him and poured his reckless energy into Falcon's body, but the life force was already gone, and there was no way to save it.

'My king, don't waste it. Falcon calls out to you one last time, begging you not to kill...' The unfinished words were a departure without regrets. If there were any regrets, only Falcon himself would know.

"Falcon, falcon, wake up, wake up! You still need to help me achieve my goal, and you still need to ensure that my people no longer suffer." The Red King's eyes were filled with unbearable pain, and he hadn't known why he was crying for a long time.

Even now, I must not shed tears.

The King of Heroic City had long been prepared to lose everything, so why does he still feel sad at this moment?

Qing, Feng, and Que had red eyes, tears welling up in their eyes, but they didn't fall.

His face was pale, his lips trembled, and he tried his best to suppress the pain in his heart.

His hands trembled as he gripped the knife tightly, the veins on the back of his hands bulging, as if even the air itself was filled with sorrow.

My companion from just moments ago is now separated from me by death. He has been brought back to life, but life is never so simple. The world never hides its sorrows.

It hurts, it hurts.

She Yunqin remained silent, her eyes devoid of sorrow or joy, as if lost in thought, indifferent to life or death.

With a wave of his hand, the phoenix-headed zither was instantly put away, and the figure vanished in a flash.

With a cold voice, Que said, "I will slaughter this city to send Falcon off." He then drew his sword and left.

"Wait," the Red King said in a voice devoid of emotion, his grief now even more intense.

'Since Falcon has made this request, I will certainly grant it. The Five Horses Manor will proceed according to Falcon's previous plan.'

"Yes," Wang Que said, his face full of resentment, wanting nothing more than to kill. But, the king's orders were never to be defied.

The Red King's face was cold as he said in a low voice, "First, give the falcon a proper burial. Find out who that woman is, and also the Xuanji Sect; execute them without mercy."

"Yes," Wang Feng nodded gently in agreement.

The Red King slowly lifted the body, his heart filled with sorrow, and said, "I'm taking you home. Rest well. If there is an afterlife, let's be brothers again."

Step by step, he moved forward slowly, his lonely figure as if he were the very person who had just become king.

Within the Xuanji Sect, Mo Taizhen's eyes were icy cold, devoid of any pleasure.

The Red King's strength far exceeded expectations. Ma Huai's death in battle was Mo Taizhen's plan, which was for both sides to suffer heavy losses or even perish together. However, Ma Huai's strength was so great that he was killed so easily, which is hard to accept.

The Red King is truly formidable.

Elder Dongming's eyes were filled with deep thought as he said softly, "That musician is troublesome. He seems to possess the power to steal souls."

Mo Taizhen nodded slowly, a slight sigh crossing his face. 'We've suffered a huge loss this time; Leader Lu has truly gotten a great deal.'

Suddenly, an old man dressed in black rushed in and whispered, "Sect Leader, something terrible has happened! The Serpent Demon Sect and the Crimson Flame Demon Sect have launched a sneak attack on the remote Lianshan County and Yinxi County. Apart from a few who escaped, the rest are probably..."

"You're asking for death, go to Yinxi." Mo Taizhen's face was ashen, his heart burning with rage, and his eyes flashing with furious flames.

He roared inwardly, 'You've really angered me!'

Unexpectedly, the demon was so audacious, his face filled with murderous intent, making no attempt to conceal it, determined to show his opponent the terrible consequences of angering him: death.

With a deafening roar, the jade-like floor tiles beneath their feet shattered instantly. Mo Taizhen moved like lightning, transforming into an invisible bolt of lightning that ripped through the sky.

The sound of the air bursting open was like that of an enraged beast. The disciples stopped in their tracks, not daring to utter a sound. Only after a long time did they dare to inquire about what had happened.

Elder Dongming didn't delay, instructing, "Half of you go to support the sect leader, and the other half come with me to Yinxi County."

As dawn broke, Mo Taizhen flew over Lianshan County. Looking down at the county below, his eyes flashed with a sharp light and anger.

The streets were littered with broken walls and ruins, the smoke from the fires had not yet completely died down, and the smell of burning and blood permeated the air.

The withered is a corpse, the city is dead silent, there is no sound of chickens or dogs, the scene is full of devastation and lifelessness, nothing but deathly silence.

Mo Taizhen's eyes were icy, his lips curled into a cold smile, and he said softly, "Fine, fine, the Serpent Demon Sect, the Crimson Flame Demon Sect, you truly think you're invincible. You deserve to die."

Mo Taizhen's longsword suddenly flashed, accompanied by a thunderous roar, and a dazzling sword aura ripped through the sky with overwhelming force, slashing fiercely towards Lianshan County.

Lianshan County was seemingly swallowed up by an invisible force in an instant, as if the world had been turned upside down. The massive bombardment caused smoke and dust to rise instantly in Lianshan County.

After the dust settled, the once-governed Lianshan County was reduced to a flat wasteland, as if it had never existed at all.

The Xuanji Sect disciples who arrived at the scene looked on with envy, but then quietly shut their mouths, not daring to offend their sect leader.

"Search around and see where they escaped to," Mo Taizhen ordered in a low, calm voice after his attack.

"Yes, Sect Leader."

"Search everywhere, don't miss a single trace. Work in groups of three, and report any findings immediately."

"Yes, Senior Brother."

Beside the dried-up pond, She Yunqin stood before her zither, lost in thought, devoid of sadness or pain, joy or sorrow, as if life would always remain so uneventful.

At that moment, he seemed to think of his fellow musicians, and shook his head slightly. How could he possibly bring the blood he had just sustained to them? He would disturb their peace. He was destined to remain alone.

The piano music is soft, a sound of being immersed and unwilling to wake up.

In the Dalong Prefecture, Captain Guan stood quietly, looking at the wind crystal ore in front of him with a hint of helplessness.

Before me stood a pair of young women, their faces beautiful, their voices gentle and sweet, like a spring breeze, refreshing and delightful. Their eyes gazed at me quietly, a hint of shyness in their gaze.

Miss Tao, Tao Tongtong, comes from a local family that grows medicinal herbs, but the family line is dwindling.