If this three-party alliance has dared to show its fangs to the former overlord, then which of the remaining nine tribes and four elephants is worthy of their fear?
Is it the old Qinglong who is about to die in Qinglong Academy and has no next generation to inherit the legacy, or is it the Suzaku who has been nailed to the same place for thousands of years, unable to leave Suzaku Palace, and forced to enter Nirvana every two hundred years?
The only remaining white tiger among the Four Symbols Zhihong has always had an ambiguous attitude, and its loyalty and treachery are unclear. Ever since the Seven Days Banquet, its attitude has always been sticky, and it has been like a sticky paste for tens of thousands of years.
The missing Ba Xia was most likely dead. Even if he was still lingering somewhere, no one could expect him to suddenly pop out from some corner.
As for Chaofeng...it's better not to talk about it.
The mere Qiuniu, the severely injured Jiaotu and the human Zhenshuangliu were like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, appearing so weak and powerless in the face of the huge trend that was about to merge into a turbid torrent.
The situation is so urgent that it is no wonder that Gong Yizhu is so anxious.
"Let go of your claws first." Zhen Shuangliu said this word by word, and the cold light in his eyes that flashed like ghost fire almost turned into substance.
Only after Gong Yizhu loosened his grip did Zhen Shuangliu speak coldly, "If I say I don't know, then I truly don't know. Thousands of years ago, the Spirit Snake was forcibly severed by the Black Tortoise, and ever since then, the two, the Black Tortoise and the Snake, have been as different as heaven and earth. The Spirit Snake is both a spear imbued with a touch of the Dao's source, and a shield that must learn to loyally block it... The Spirit Snake Master is merely a sword in name only. In terms of status, do you think I'm any better than Nuzi?"
"..." Gong Yizhu had sensed something about this before, but hearing Zhen Shuangliu's frank and direct account still frightened him. He murmured, "To forcibly separate the two halves of the body, leaving the spirit snake with only a parasite to survive. What on earth was the Divine Turtle Xuanwu thinking?"
Zhen Shuangliu gave him a gloomy look, the little snake on his wrist poking its head out at some point. "Good question. Because of this matter, my family was torn apart at a young age, and I lost my teachers and friends along the way. I've been wondering about this question for over five hundred years."
"Go back and offer Qinglong his last respects." Zhen Shuangliu was clearly enraged by Gong Yizhu's actions, his words flowing out like venom. "If you're lucky, you'll have time to kowtow to that old eunuch in front of his bed, and smoothly inherit his legacy before retreating back into your cave."
Seeing Zhen Shuangliu stand up, without even glancing at him, and just walk towards the palace gate, Gong Yizhu hurriedly called out to him, "Where are you going?"
"The Jiaozi Realm." Zhen Shuangliu's face was gloomy and unclear. "Just go back and guard the Qinglong Realm like an iron bucket. The Suzaku Realm has survived all these years, obviously it has a life-saving foundation. I ran away with my small family and business, and it would take them a hundred or eighty years to find me. If we can't let go of our three biggest targets, then guess who will be the most convenient target for them after they deal with Jiaozi?"
Having said this, Zhen Shuangliu slowly turned around and gave Gong Yizhu a clear sneer: "You are still the same. You can talk big but after all, he is not your own disciple. You don't feel sorry for him at all."
When Gong Yizhu heard this, his pupils shrank into two tiny dots.
Seeing his frozen look, Zhen Shuangliu snorted coldly, turned around and made a gesture to Bai Lian, leaving Gong Yizhu alone behind him.
"Ya Zi has always had a strange and arrogant personality. I'm afraid he would rather die than easily accept help from others."
Whether it was a warning, concern, or justification, Gong Yizhu warned Zhen Shuangliu from behind, "You need to be careful."
Zhen Shuangliu threw his head back and laughed loudly. The desperate attitude in his laughter was pushed to the extreme by the threat, and it even added a bit of complacency and pride.
He asked Gong Yizhu in return, "If I'm number one in terms of eccentric personalities, how could Ya Zi be second?"
"You can keep all that nonsense in your heart and use it to comfort Jiaozi."
He snorted a disdainful laugh, the hem of his robe billowed like a wave, and he strode out of the main hall quickly and swiftly.
At this time, from the time Zhen Shuangliu thought that Luo Jiujiang might be in danger to the time he decided to set off immediately, less than a cup of tea had passed.
Gong Yizhu watched his determined back, and suddenly he seemed to see the elegance of the Cangjiang River.
At this moment, hundreds of years later, he suddenly understood the Que Cangjiang of his youth.
But after all, it was hundreds of years later.
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