Chapter 1370 I've been looking for you for so long
"Wordy."
Song Chunxue stepped out of the barrier. "I destroyed his natal lamp. The person behind it will reveal themselves. I'll go keep watch nearby."
"Don't worry about me!" Wuyou called to Bawang. "I'll teach you a new technique for killing bad guys. Want to learn?"
Song Chunxue sat cross-legged on the high wall outside the prison, placing two chess pieces at each of the four corners of the wall.
A quarter of an hour, then another quarter of an hour, and finally a breeze came swiftly from afar.
Buzz~
Suddenly, someone reached out and touched her chess piece.
"Whoever is lying in wait here, aren't they afraid of being wiped out by this Venerable Master?" The tone was so familiar, it brought a strange sense of nostalgia.
Song Chunxue was surprised; it was actually patchouli!
"Your Majesty, she...no, she is Song...Song Chunxue!"
Is that the voice of the one in my dreams?
Song Chunxue raised her eyebrows again. She hadn't inquired about the whereabouts of others all these years, and she didn't even know that Meng Zhongjun was not only alive and well, but had also returned to his old master Huo Xiang's side.
Huo Xiang put away her weapon, which was a ball of dark red flame.
"Song Chunxue? Isn't she dead?"
"But I've had her dream, how could I not sense her presence!" The illusory figure of the Dream Lord emerged from behind Huo Xiang and bowed to her from afar, "It's been many years, how are you, Daoist Song?"
Song Chunxue remained silent, watching them quietly.
"Years ago, was it you who had Qingxuan sever Xie Zheng's emotional ties?" she asked directly and bluntly.
Huo Xiang's expression softened. She put her hands behind her back and smiled faintly, "I believe you. This really is Song Chunxue."
He sat down on the high wall not far away, watching the officials below in a chaotic mess.
It's just a prisoner who died, why are you so panicked?
“I didn’t know back then, but I do now,” Huo Xiang said apologetically. “I’m sorry, for various reasons, I have chosen to temporarily join the cult.”
"..." Back then, I was indignant and wanted to exterminate the cult members, but now I'm actually colluding with them.
Indeed, nothing is static.
She had previously thought that, based on her understanding of patchouli, he would definitely sever ties with the cult.
Unexpectedly, the evil ultimately remained a separate entity.
She was naive.
"Do you know who ordered it? Can you tell me the truth?"
Huo Xiang shook her head. "For the sake of our old friendship, trust me this once. Sometimes the truth doesn't have to be revealed. It's good to be a little confused in life."
"Listen, does this person sound like someone I know?"
Huo Xiang said no more. "Having known you for so long, I won't harm you. There's nothing else I can do to help you. But I can give you the Dream Lord. He will help you become stronger so that you can know the truth without hurting yourself."
Song Chunxue blocked his way with a red sword bean, "But I just want to know."
"Sorry, I won't say." As she spoke, Huo Xiang's eyes suddenly darkened. "Run! You're no match for him now!"
Song Chunxue stopped in her tracks. "I want to try."
"Foolish!"
The next moment, a sharp palm wind struck towards Song Chunxue.
"Bang!"
"boom……"
Suddenly, people from the prison rushed out, shouting, "Earthquake! Run! Earthquake!"
Song Chunxue was no match for him and was knocked off the high wall.
Wuyou went to meet the challenge, but Bawang stood in front of her.
"You petty scoundrels, how dare you harm my beloved disciple! You deserve to die!" The voice, booming like a bell, echoed in Song Chunxue's mind, though no one was visible in the void.
She knew that no one else could hear the noise.
I've really met my match today.
She clenched her fingers, and the eight chess pieces swiftly moved towards the direction of the sound.
"Hmph, a mere trick." From within the clouds, the man sneered, "Twenty years, and I've finally found you. I won't be polite to this fat meat that's delivered to my door."
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