Chapter 43 Her name was Shuangluo. Back then, his wife wasn't called Duxing yet...
At first, Du Xing was misled by He Nian and thought that Lu Jiao was just a warrior of the Merfolk, so he didn't put in much effort. As a result, the fight became more and more difficult.
No matter how much effort she put in, Lu Jiao handled it with ease, as if he were toying with her.
Towards the end, she became somewhat desperate and stopped holding back, unleashing her weapon and unleashing a powerful attack.
With a low, ancient, and difficult-to-pronounce chant, a four-sided mace appeared in her hand, and behind her was a phantom of a man holding a four-sided mace. The two maces fell simultaneously, their power comparable to thunder.
Faced with such an attack, Lu Jiao neither dodged nor defended himself. He stood motionless in mid-air as if frozen in place, letting the attack fall on him.
Whether he was alright the moment the attack landed, Lin Jianyu didn't know. She only knew that she felt as if she had been struck by lightning, the pain was so intense... she almost bled on the spot.
Yes, because he didn't defend himself, the residual force of the attack reached Lin Jianyu and the others behind him who were enjoying the show.
The others were alright; some were afraid of death and had already fled far away, while others had some self-defense capabilities and ran away quickly. Lin Jianyu, on the other hand, was not only weak but also close by, and was directly seriously injured.
It was an utterly undeserved disaster.
As Yun Dan dragged her away like a dead dog, she didn't forget to give the middle finger in the direction of the lone traveler.
She didn't see it while walking alone, and even if she did, she wouldn't care, because she had no idea what giving the middle finger meant.
Lu Jiao's condition wasn't much better; the seals on his body had broken, and blood was spilling from the corner of his mouth.
With the seal gone, the two mountain and sea creatures faced each other.
Lu Jiao was alright, but Du Xing was completely stunned.
After a few seconds, she tentatively called out Lu Jiao's name.
"Lu Jiao?"
Du Xing had never actually met Lu Jiao; she recognized him through his eyes.
The shaman of the Merfolk is born with heterochromia; one eye is green, representing the Merfolk royal family, and the other is blood-red.
Heterochromatic eyes are not uncommon, but among the merfolk, who possess blood-red eyes and combat power no less than hers, the only one she could think of was Lu Jiao.
Lu Jiao also called out her name.
"Frost falls."
Yes, her name is Shuangluo, not Duxing.
"Lonely" was a pseudonym, or rather, a new name, she gave herself after her husband's death.
She had never met Lu Jiao, but Lu Jiao had met her.
As for why I didn't recognize him at first...
Firstly, he had only seen her once, a long time ago, so they weren't very familiar with each other. Secondly, his eyes were covered with a red silk cloth, so he couldn't see her face.
Even if you see it, you might not recognize it, because Shuangluo has changed a lot and even its name is no longer Shuangluo.
He recognized her because of the weapon in her hand and the ghostly figure of the man who appeared behind her when she swung the weapon.
The four-sided mace in her hand was given to her by him personally; it originally belonged to her deceased husband.
Her deceased husband, named Han Qi, was one of her few friends.
When Han Qi died, he left behind only a four-sided mace and a wisp of his soul.
He initially tried to create a resurrection technique to bring him back to life, but unfortunately, the technique ultimately failed. He worked hard for many years, but in the end, he could only repair that wisp of his remnant soul.
Knowing there was no hope of reviving him, he handed over the four-sided mace he had left behind, along with the repaired soul, to his wife.
At that time, his wife was not called Duxing, but Shuangluo.
She was a woman who looked very delicate, with a white silk blindfold over her eyes.
Han Qi once told him that his wife was not blind, but rather born with heterochromia, and one of her eyes was blood red.
During the reign of the gods, the mountain and sea tribes who possessed such eyes were collectively known as blasphemers.
Blasphemers, once discovered, will be strangled by the divine messengers of each race arranged by the temple.
Shuangluo survived because her mother had blindfolded her with white silk since birth, telling everyone that she was born disabled and had no eyes.
He survived because of the protection of his elders in the clan.
After the War of the Gods, the Mountain and Sea Clan, who were born with heterochromatic eyes and blood-red eyes, were no longer called blasphemers.
He told Shuangluo the news, along with all his research on the soul, hoping that one day she could bring Hanqi back to life, and also giving her hope to live on.
When I heard from her again, she had changed her name to Duxing and become the queen of the Huashe clan.
Of course, at that time he did not know that Duxing was Shuanglu.
After countless years, the two mountain and sea tribesmen, who were already unfamiliar with each other, became even more estranged. After exchanging names, neither of them spoke anything more and they just stood there in mid-air.
Finally, it was Duxing who broke the silence first.
“The younger generation in the clan are ignorant and have offended many people.”
"It's alright," Lu Jiao said nonchalantly.
Duxing could tell that his words weren't just polite; he genuinely didn't care. So, he didn't say anything more and directly changed the subject: "I wonder what brings Yu Wu here?"
According to He Nian, they had been staying in Suzhou for some time.
"I'm looking for someone," Lu Jiao said.
"Who goes there?" As he asked this, Du Xing's gaze unconsciously passed over him and looked in the direction where Lin Jianyu and the others were.
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