There is no blue cloud under the blue sky (3)
If he continued to fight like this, he would either be exhausted or become a puppet that could not move like those two men.
Feng Ran locked onto Ye Luan, whose expression was stiff, and swung out the Sword of Broken Thoughts almost explosively. The sword severed the puppet strings connecting Su Zi and Hua Shangguan. He widened his eyes in delight, but failed to notice Bu Xu Dong who had moved behind him.
Puff——
The puppet threads sank into his flesh. His eyes gradually dimmed, and the Sword of Severed Thoughts fell to the ground with a clatter. Simultaneously, a powerful sword energy erupted from the east of the mansion, and the entire area shifted, day and night reversing.
It’s Xie Feng’s Meteor Sword.
The four people were controlled by an unknown force and walked towards the east. Strangely, the mansion that was full of servants just now was empty.
The corridors that were exquisite during the day all looked old, and the smell of decay came in waves.
A huge white moon hung in the sky. Wherever the strange light shone, black air squirmed. One after another, spirits crawled out of the ground and rushed out of the mansion in a black mass.
*
Xie Feng's sword energy not only split the barrier, but also caused the ground to crack. Li Zhaoyue fell into the suddenly appeared crack while holding the unconscious Xu Xing.
Xie Feng only had time to pull off the golden hairpin inserted in her hair, and the crack closed.
The Meteor Sword flashed, and just as Xie Feng was about to split the ground, he was shaken away by a strand of silk thread. He looked back and saw the four elders who had been missing for a long time standing in a row, with dazed expressions, attacking him.
He was unable to resist the powerful and intensive attacks and could only keep retreating. Before he knew it, he had retreated to the front of the gate.
Xie Feng was now hanging in the air, so he could naturally see that a group of spiritual people below were about to break through the last barrier of the mansion and head towards the street.
His hand that was about to destroy the barrier paused.
The four elders attacked from the front, with a dark mass of spirits behind them. If he broke the barrier, he would escape, but what would happen to those helpless civilians?
The answer is self-evident.
Xie Feng held the sword in his right hand, and his wrist was shaking slightly due to excessive use.
The puppet thread was already in front of him, so he raised the Meteor Sword and went forward to meet it.
*
After falling into the crack, Li Zhaoyue rolled around holding Xu Xing until they landed in a low-lying area. Regardless of the pain in her body, Li Zhaoyue stood up to check on Xu Xing. Seeing that he was fine except for a frown, she felt relieved.
It was very dark underground. Li Zhaoyue moved his fingers and touched Xu Xing's compass. The compass glowed in the darkness. Li Zhaoyue picked it up carefully and shone it around.
This seems to be an underground palace.
She carried Xu Xing on her back and walked forward with difficulty.
Who could have imagined that such a large palace lay hidden beneath the Cang Yun Cheng Lou family's grounds? The palace's walls were incredibly smooth, seemingly made of marble rather than earth. Such walls couldn't possibly have formed naturally underground, which meant the palace had either sunk from the ground or been built with materials transported from the surface.
So there must be a way up here.
Li Zhaoyue leaned against the wall and looked at the mural in the light of the compass.
These murals were painted in a hurry, and the people in them looked strange. It took her a long time to distinguish them.
The mural tells the story of a curse.
Those who betray the gods will be burdened with a strange curse. Their descendants will be cursed from birth, becoming increasingly unlucky as they grow older. By the age of 30, their luck will be gone and they will become useless.
"But God loves the world, how could he bring down such a curse?" Li Zhaoyue felt strange as he read.
Halfway through reading, the mural suddenly stopped, and the following content was covered by thick mud. Li Zhaoyue searched the entire hall but could not find any other clues. Thinking that this mural might be the only way out, he became extremely anxious. He put down the unconscious Xu Xing and went to find tools to shovel away the mud.
The old book fell to the ground as she moved. Li Zhaoyue bent down to pick it up. As her fingertips just touched the paper, a flash of light passed by, and the book slowly approached the mural, dissolving the mud that was blocking it, and the content behind the mural was revealed in front of her.
"Over the years, many people have come here, but they haven't been able to read the rest of the book, and have been trapped here. You're lucky to have found this book."
A soft female voice suddenly sounded in the hall. Li Zhaoyue was startled and hurriedly looked for the source of the voice, but saw nothing.
“I am the mural, right in your eyes.”
The voice sounded again, and she looked at the mural and saw a little girl in red blinking at her in the painting behind it.
"You...what did you mean by what you said just now?" Li Zhaoyue swallowed and said in a trembling voice.
The little figure in the mural had neither demonic aura nor any other aura. Not knowing what she was, Li Zhaoyue did not dare to act rashly.
"Let's take a look at the rest of the article first." The girl said gently.
What’s next…?
Li Zhaoyue followed his instructions and read on. The next story... unexpectedly featured the Lou family?!
The cursed man lived in shame and unexpectedly gave rise to a clan, the Lou family, which now guards Cangyun City. Every head of the Lou family has been deeply troubled by the curse, until one day, a mysterious person appeared and promised to lift the curse for them, but the price was...
Li Zhaoyue widened his eyes. The price was that the son of every family head would become the bearer of the curse in place of the family head, trapped in a maze of entanglement and prohibition, unable to get out for life.
Isn’t that the corridor inkstone?
Her surprised expression fell into the eyes of the little man in red. The little man jumped and danced following her gaze, and finally stopped in the middle of the mural.
The content behind the mural is all about the inkstone in the corridor.
He has been gifted since childhood and never lets go of his sword. Apart from eating, reading, bathing and sleeping, he spends the rest of his time practicing swordplay.
All the respected elders on the Floating Island said that Lou Daoyan possessed a rare talent that only appeared once in a century, and that he would achieve great success in the future. But he happened to be a member of the Lou family, a member of the Lou family destined to lose his talent and become a useless person.
He was twenty years old that year. He had already put on his sword and was ready to go out for training, but the head of the family suddenly fell ill. He followed the family rules to take care of the sick. A month later, the high-spirited young man's brilliance was gone, and the sword that had accompanied him for almost his entire life fell into the pond in the back garden with the sword on his back.
He was forced to give up the pursuit of freedom and power and was trapped in a formation of confinement and entanglement.
But then, something unexpected happens. A man in black suddenly shows up, claiming to have a method that can permanently lift the Lou family curse. Lou Ze is overjoyed, and after a long discussion, the two decide to collaborate.
Lou Daoyan was born with sword bones. It would be a waste of talent if he used them to block the curse of the master of the house alone.
Therefore, they injected the resentment of all the past Lou family members into Lou Daoyan's body, trapped him in the deepest maze of the Lou Mansion, and waited for the opportunity to come.
Li Zhaoyue could imagine that the boy was lonely and desperate in the small space, but could only endure the pain in silence.
For a person, the most despairing thing is not the excruciating pain that pierces the bones and heart, but the roar and shouting with all one's strength, all in vain.
They deprived him of the right to suffer, and forced the once brilliant young genius to die in an endless cycle.
The mural ended here. Li Zhaoyue blinked his sore eyes and asked bitterly, "What's the timing?"
"Today is the day of the floating island's fall, a rumored event that happens only once every three years. This underground palace will become the grave of all visitors and missing disciples on earth. Everyone will be trapped within the entanglement and confinement, just like Lou Daoyan was back then, becoming puppets of the Lou family to transfer the curse."
"What can I do... to stop this?" she asked.
"You're here because you must have seen Lou Daoyan's shadow. As long as we find his sword, we can change everything."
The way of a villain.
Sword? What sword? Before Li Zhaoyue could ask, the villain disappeared. At the same time, a red figure appeared faintly behind Li Zhaoyue's back. It was the woman who possessed her.
She looked at Li Zhaoyue's stunned expression with satisfaction, lowered her head, and slowly merged with Li Zhaoyue's body. Then, an unfamiliar memory rushed into her mind.
"It must be uncomfortable here. How about cooperating with me? I can help you get out." A woman in red was sitting on the roof. The pale moonlight made her skin look even whiter, and she looked like a corpse.
Lou Daoyan was already extremely weak. Upon hearing this, he said coldly, "Impossible."
"You are already an abandoned child of the Lou family, so why bother to protect this corrupt family?" The woman said, sliding down from the roof and looking at him with a smile.
"Whatever my father does is his business. I just need to stay here." Lou Daoyan muttered with a gloomy look in his eyes.
The woman in red approached him slowly, and her slender white hands stroked his face, but he turned his head away.
"Stupid." As she said that, the movement of her hand suddenly changed, and she slapped him mercilessly.
A burning pain came from the side of his face. After a brief shock, Loudao Yan was like a pool of stagnant water, and he lost his emotions again.
"If you want to be a dog for the people who hurt you, you have to see if they think highly of you." As she said that, she waved her right hand, and a water screen slowly rose in the night. What was shown on it was the conspiracy between Lou Ze and the man in black to sacrifice Lou Daoyan.
His eyes widened suddenly, obviously unable to believe that this was true.
"The most criticized thing about the children of the noble families on the floating island is their blind loyalty." The woman covered her lips and sneered.
"Well, I'll give you another chance. This is a sure win."
The woman's words echoed in his ears. Lou Daoyan stared weakly at the smile on Lou Ze's face, his mind in a trance.
He remembered a lot of things.
When he was three years old, he missed an hour of sword practice because he was too playful, and was punished by Lou Ze to kneel. Although it was summer, the night was very cold, and he soon couldn't hold on and fainted.
When he was half asleep, it was Lou Ze who held him and gently put him on the bed.
The next day, when he was dragging his aching body to continue practicing sword, Lou Ze stuffed him a string of candied haws.
"I was the one who punished him yesterday. This is... an apology." He always showed his majestic side to others and rarely appeared so gentle. Therefore, he looked very awkward. Even the action of handing him the candied haws was unexpectedly funny.
He only remembered that he was extremely happy at that time, the happiest he had been since his mother passed away.
His strict father gave him a string of quick-melting candied haws, and he still remembers it to this day.
On the day he came of age, Lou Ze called him to the study, told him the secret of the Lou family in person, patted him on the shoulder, and said that he was the last hope of the Lou family.
"Daoyan, you are your father's pride, right?" He always said this, but it never made him feel so painful as it does now.
"Okay, I'll go."
Those broken memories, mixed with shattered emotions, made his throat dry and his whole body cold.
He suddenly lowered his head, his shoulders shaking, and said in a hoarse voice, "I promise you."
The memory ended there, and Li Zhaoyue came to her senses. Suddenly, the underground palace began to shake violently. Large chunks of earth fell from the palace roof, some even hitting her feet.
She hurried to Xu Xing's side, and seeing that he was still unconscious, she gritted her teeth, carried him on her back, and walked towards the darkness ahead.
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