Hundred Swords
When Mo Qiuyan was woken up by the quarrel and left the room, Xie Lian was no longer in the room.
She rubbed her eyes and walked out the door sleepily, running into Feng Xin head-on.
"Feng Xin! Where is His Highness?"
Feng Xin saw that she was awake, and hurriedly grabbed her and said, "His Highness has run away! Can't you fly a sword? Go and catch him back!"
When Mo Qiuyan heard this, he felt as if he was poured with a bucket of cold water. He instantly woke up, summoned Mo Li, and rushed in the direction Feng Xin pointed.
Even if the possibility of changing all that is slim, she will try her best to change it.
However, Xie Lian had clearly left on foot, so his speed couldn't have been very fast. Mo Qiuyan searched the hillside for a long time but couldn't find him.
When she put down her sword and walked on the ground, she realized that it was Bai Wuxiang who set up the maze.
Afraid of being found by others?
It took Mo Qiuyan a long time to break free from the layers of restrictions. Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he ran without stopping, following the direction of the tracking talisman under Xiaohua City.
Is it too late?
Mo Qiuyan breathed a sigh of relief when he spotted the dilapidated Prince's Palace from afar and realized there were no human-faced plague patients around the building to create an atmosphere.
But we didn't relax completely.
I just came early.
She stepped into the hall and, under the gaze of the crowd, quickly glanced at Xie Lian in the corner and Xiao Huacheng beside him.
Xiao Huacheng didn't dare show up, instead hiding behind the altar and watching Xie Lian. Upon seeing Mo Qiuyan, his flames paused, then burned slightly faster.
Xie Lian heard someone walking towards him and looked up. Seeing that it was Mo Qiuyan, he showed a hint of surprise.
He whispered, "Why are you here? Did Bai Wuxiang lead you here?"
Mo Qiuyan shook his head and whispered in the same voice: "He blocked me and didn't take me with him. I broke the formation specifically to come find you."
Xie Lian was slightly furious when he heard this, “Why did you follow him when you knew he was in danger?!”
This sound was much louder than before, causing many people to turn around and look at him, but few people could hear clearly what they were saying.
Xie Lian also realized that his voice was too loud, so he lowered his voice again. He looked at Mo Qiuyan for a long moment, and finally said helplessly, "Forget it... just be careful of him."
At this time, the Prince Temple was crowded inside and out with people who had "lost their way".
Xie Lian nodded secretly. There were about a hundred people. Not a single one of them could escape this forest.
As more people gathered, the scene became noisy. Everyone started talking at once: "You came here for no apparent reason too? This is really weird!"
Someone suggested, "Why don't we look for it again?"
Someone immediately agreed: "Let's go, let's go! I don't believe that with so many people, not even one can get out!"
The crowd was chattering and very noisy. Mo Qiuyan glanced at them one by one, secretly thinking about how to kill a few of them to make His Highness suffer less.
Xie Lian, who was sitting in the corner, suddenly looked up and said, "It's no use trying to leave. You can't get out."
Everyone looked at him: "Why?"
Xie Lian said coldly, "Because you were all lured here by a monster. You're all his toys. How could he let you go so easily?"
“…”
Some people think he is alarmist, some think he is weird, and some think he should not be underestimated.
One of them stood up and asked, "Who are you? What makes you say that?"
"He seems to be one of the first people here. He was sitting here when I got here."
"Strange..."
"Yeah, and with his face covered."
"Do you have any proof?"
Xie Lian said calmly, "There's no proof. Believe it or not, that monster definitely didn't lure you here to treat you to a meal. Be careful, don't I need to tell you more?"
Just as he finished speaking, before anyone responded, a burst of rapid, frantic footsteps could be heard in the distance. Everyone's spirits immediately perked up, and they shouted, "Someone's coming again!"
Even if someone wanted to go out and take a look, they would quickly come back chatting as soon as they stepped out of the temple gate.
Because, along with the sound of running, there were also bursts of crazy screams!
This cry doesn't seem like something a human could make.
Xie Lian suddenly stood up, stopped Mo Qiuyan who was also about to check, and looked over there.
Everyone's faces changed drastically, and they all retreated back into the temple, saying, "Oh my god, who is this person? Is he some kind of wild beast?!"
As the figure in the mist drew closer, Xie Lian narrowed his eyes and said, “No, that’s definitely a person!”
However, the man ran towards us while howling loudly and covering his face with his hands.
Seeing that he was about to run into the Prince's Temple, Xie Lian squeezed out of the crowd and stood on the outside to see what was going on. However, the man seemed to have no eyes and ran straight into a tree at the entrance of the Prince's Temple.
With a loud "bang", he was thrown back a dozen feet and fell to the ground unconscious.
Everyone was startled and crammed into the temple, stretching their necks and asking anxiously, "...What...what's wrong with this person?"
A few brave ones tried to go and check, but Xie Lian immediately said, "Don't get close!"
Several people were startled by his harsh tone again and asked, "What should we do? Just let him lie there?"
Xie Lian said, “I’ll just go and see.”
He slowly approached the tree, squatted down, and was about to move the man's hands that were covering his face away, but the man suddenly jumped up and screamed twice.
Yes, there were two screams. Moreover, they were made at the same time.
One came from the man's mouth, and the other came from his face - this man had another face on his face!
Human face epidemic!
Xie Lian instantly got goosebumps all over his body, his pupils shrinking. With one palm strike, he sent the howling monster flying a dozen feet away.
Immediately afterwards, accompanied by screams, more patients with human-faced plague came running over, and the horrifying human faces on their faces were still screaming.
Mo Qiuyan stepped forward to calm the frightened crowd, while Xie Lian rushed forward and subdued them with a few moves.
Xiaohuacheng has gathered a large number of younger brothers. Those ghostly fires flicker, illuminating the darkness for Xie Lian, and doing their best to help him drive away those infected with the human-faced plague.
Mo Qiuyan turned around and saw Xie Lian running after a white shadow. He ignored the crowd and shouted, "Don't go!"
But how could Xie Lian stop? He disappeared from everyone's sight in a short while.
While Bai Wuxiang's attention was on Xie Lian, Mo Qiuyan quickly summoned Mo Li to kill the patients one by one and burn them all with fire, reducing the time for the epidemic to spread.
Bai Wuxiang, who knocked Xie Lian unconscious and brought him back to the Prince's Palace, saw that the props were gone: "..."
Mo Qiuyan quietly hid himself among the crowd, keeping his achievements and fame hidden.
Don't look at me, don't look at me, don't look at me, don't look at me...
But Bai Wuxiang was Bai Wuxiang after all. He spotted her in the crowd with a single glance and said quietly, "Are you here to die?"
Mo Qiuyan knew he couldn't hide anymore, so he walked out of the crowd: "Who knows what tricks you are going to play."
…
When Xie Lian woke up, the first thing that caught his eye was a ball of ghostly fire above him.
Seeing him wake up, the ghost fire suddenly came closer, but then seemed to feel that it was not good to be too close to people, so it retreated slightly.
Xie Lian felt that this will-o'-the-wisp seemed particularly unusual. If he remembered correctly, it was the will-o'-the-wisp that had formed a formation to block his path earlier. He tried to reach out and probe, but to his surprise, his hand was completely blocked.
Xie Lian was stunned, then suddenly sobered up. He looked down and realized that the reason he couldn't reach out was because his hands and feet were tied.
He was unexpectedly tied tightly to the altar, with the broken base beneath him. Many people crowded under the altar, staring at him with wide-open eyes.
He glanced around the hall, but didn't see Mo Qiuyan, and suddenly became anxious. Finally, he found her in the corner after hearing a faint sound.
She leaned against the corner, her hands and feet tied, but her eyes were always looking over here.
In order to prevent her from causing trouble again, Bai Wuxiang actually used the most direct and violent way to solve the problem.
Because Mo Qiuyan uttered a few beautiful Chinese words in the middle of the conversation, Bai Wuxiang silenced her again, just like the silencing spell of the Lan family next door, preventing her from speaking.
Mo Qiuyan: #%@***@##--#***!
After greeting Bai Wuxiang's ancestors in her heart, she took a deep breath and calmed down.
"It's not like...it's exactly the same!"
"Is it really him?"
Xie Lian came back to his senses during the discussion and realized that the white silk he had used to hide his true face had been taken off at some point.
At this moment, it was the white silk that bound him tightly. His face was already exposed to everyone.
Xie Lian's heart was in his throat, and he forced himself to meet those gazes.
He didn't know if it was a psychological problem, but he felt that everyone's eyes on him became weird.
Fortunately, perhaps because of the critical situation, there was no disgust or anger in those eyes as he had imagined.
The reason why he thought so was because the next moment, an inhuman howl suddenly erupted outside the temple!
Mo Qiuyan's ears hurt from the noise. He turned his head and saw a group of patients with human face plague coming from nowhere. They were circling around the Prince's Palace, making strange noises, as if they were performing some strange ritual.
While Mo Qiuyan was speechless about Bai Wuxiang's scary way, he also admired his work efficiency. This time he found more than before.
The discussions among the extras were endless.
"Will these people rush in..."
"Even if they don't rush in, will we get sick with them being so close? What if we get that disease?!"
Xie Lian struggled hard, but couldn't get any loose at all. It seemed that the white silk had been tampered with, probably infused with magical power.
He struggled so hard that the veins on his forehead bulged, and roared, "Bai Wuxiang!"
No one answered, but a cold hand patted the top of his head. Xie Lian was startled, his hair standing on end. He turned his head to look, and half of his scalp instantly went numb.
No wonder the people below looked at him with such strange eyes. Not only because his face was exposed, but also because Bai Wuxiang was sitting in the darkness behind him!
In front of such a strange man in white, no one dared to breathe, let alone act rashly. The result was that Bai Wuxiang ignored them and helped Xie Lian up in full view of everyone.
Xie Lian went from lying down to sitting, sitting on his altar, like a bound living statue.
He could do almost nothing but move his eyes and head.
Mo Qiuyan was not paying attention to the situation over there at this time. She held Xiao Wu in one hand and gently cut the rope around her wrist.
At this time, everyone including Bai Wuxiang's attention was on Xie Lian and the patient with the human-faced plague, which gave her many opportunities.
Although the rope has been imbued with magic power, Xiao Wu is a spiritual weapon after all. If both sides fight against each other, there is a chance that the rope can be cut.
The speed is really slow.
When she quietly cut the rope on her wrist, she looked up and saw Bai Wuxiang had already told everyone how to eliminate the human face plague.
No one expected that the immunity condition would actually involve killing people. They were all stunned and asked, "Does this make sense?"
"I've always found it strange. It seems... I've never heard of anyone in the army getting sick with the virus! I guess it's true!"
“It’s true!”
"But does this mean that in order to avoid getting sick, we have to kill people first?!"
"Kill who?"
The person who asked this question was immediately attacked: "What do you mean by 'kill someone'? Do you really want to kill someone?"
The man suddenly stopped talking. But in those hundred pairs of eyes, besides the pure fear and helplessness just now, there was something else, something extremely subtle and strange.
Xie Lian smiled bitterly and said, "Now you understand why I said this method is useless."
Everyone was silent. Xie Lian sighed, forced himself to breathe, and said, "No matter what, don't panic. Don't act rashly, or you'll fall into this thing's trap."
There was a couple who looked respectable and elegant downstairs. The woman was holding her child and sobbing, "How could this happen? Why did it have to be like this? Why did it have to be us? We didn't do anything!"
The crowd was in a panic and disorder, most people were irritable and uneasy because their lives were threatened, and there was a faint smell of gunpowder among the crowd.
Xie Lian thought so hard, his brain almost exploded, but he still couldn't think of any solution to the current situation!
Suddenly, he felt his cheek tighten, and a hand pinched his face and turned it around so that he was facing the people under the altar.
Xie Lian's eyes widened, confused as to what this meant. A cold voice echoed behind him, "Kill who? After seeing this face, don't you know who to kill?"
“…”
As soon as these words were spoken, not only the people on and below the altar, but even the small flower city hanging in the air froze.
Bai Wuxiang said gently: "Have you forgotten? He is a god. In other words -"
Before he finished speaking, Xie Lian suddenly felt a chill in his chest.
After a moment of silence, he looked down and saw a pitch-black sword blade piercing through his lower abdomen.
It's heart-breaking.
Of course, Xie Lian didn’t recognize it at this point.
Xie Lian stared at it for a long moment before the sword slowly withdrew and disappeared back into his abdomen. Bai Wuxiang continued, "—He is immortal."
Before anyone could react, Bai Wuxiang waved his hand and threw the sword.
With a "clang" sound, the sword blade pierced into the ground, sticking diagonally into the ground. In front of countless pairs of eyes, it quietly emitted a layer of heavy coldness.
A surge of blood rushed up his throat, and Xiao Huacheng rushed in front of him, as if trying to heal his wound. Xie Lian choked on the bloody energy and gritted his teeth, "You...you!"
His eyes blurred slightly, and the ghost fire suddenly went crazy and rushed towards Bai Wuxiang, but was caught and locked in his palm, saying, "Watch it."
As he spoke, he used his other hand to twist Xie Lian's face even harder and said, "What? Didn't you claim to save the world?"
Xie Lian said, “But!!! But I, I…”
But he had never thought of using this method to save her in this situation?!
Some people below the shrine were already frightened to tears by the bloody scene, while others were still brave enough to watch: "...He...he really won't die?!"
"Really... Look, he didn't bleed much... He's still alive and well!"
Xie Lian suddenly coughed violently. Then he heard someone say, "So, even if we kill him, he won't die?!"
"Very good!"
The man who said it was good was scolded again: "What's good about it? What's good about it?"
The man being scolded stammered, "Since he won't die even if he's killed... then there's a solution."
"But stabbing someone with a sword is too..."
"But he's a god, right? Even if he gets stabbed, he won't die, right? We're just ordinary people. If we get the human-faced plague, we'll definitely die!"
There was a quarrel below, and Bai Wuxiang said, "The people are waiting for your salvation right here. Please."
Xie Lian's eyes blazed with rage as he said, "The only way to save humanity is to destroy this monster of yours!"
Bai Wuxiang sneered twice and said, "What's wrong? Prince, weren't you very confident that you wouldn't die? Why are you scared now? You're not going to die anyway, so why not sacrifice yourself and relieve others' suffering?"
Xie Lian spat, “Is that what you were planning? Do you think everyone in the world is as shady as you?”
Indeed, many people below did not look ecstatic at finally being saved, but rather hesitant. They were vaguely divided into several factions and could not reach a consensus.
Moreover, no one went up to touch the black sword.
As if he understood what he was thinking, Bai Wuxiang laughed out loud, shook his head, and sighed: "Silly child, silly child."
Xie Lian turned his head away to stop him from filming, and yelled, “Get lost!”
Bai Wuxiang said, "Do you think that's because they don't want to take action? You're wrong. It's not that they don't want to take action, they just don't want to be the first to do it."
“Ahhhhhh!”
Suddenly there was a scream from under the altar, and the woman from the elegant couple cried out, "My child, my child!"
The child in her arms cried uncontrollably, and a few uneven dark shadows appeared faintly on her chubby arms. The people around her immediately left their seats and shouted, "Oh no! The child is infected!!!"
The couple looked distraught. They exchanged a glance, then stood up and walked to the altar. They pulled up the black sword from the ground, let the child hold it in his hand, gritted their teeth, and stabbed at Xie Lian.
“……!”
Xie Lian closed his eyes, but the pain he had imagined did not come.
He slowly opened his eyes and saw a figure standing in front of him, determined and persistent.
Just like that day when she used up her last teleportation talisman to send herself away.
Mo Qiuyan held the sword in her hand, and Zhuxin was knocked aside by her, falling to the ground with a crisp collision sound.
"Is this your logic?" She sneered, without any trace of her usual nonchalant demeanor. "You're dying so everyone else has to die?"
The couple, already feeling guilty, fell silent upon hearing this. Someone in the crowd retorted, "He's not going to die..."
Mo Qiuyan glanced over with obvious hostility in his eyes. Seeing this, the man stopped talking and retreated back into the crowd.
"You won't die? If you don't die, it will hurt him!" Mo Qiuyan pointed his sword at the crowd, "To be frank, if you die, it has nothing to do with us. Helping you is just a favor."
Bai Wuxiang laughed softly behind him: "Prince, the common people are not worthy, why should they be saved?"
Mo Qiuyan turned around and said, "What the hell are you laughing at? How dare you say that? Where are you going to finish off the enemy? You're the real source!"
Xie Lian tried to stop him at this moment: “Qiu Yan, stop talking…”
Don't commit suicide...
Mo Qiuyan looked at Xie Lian and suddenly smiled: "Your Highness, tell me, if I kill everyone here, will you not suffer?"
His voice was brisk, as if he was simply asking what was for dinner.
The crowd was in an uproar. Many people cursed out of fear, but none of them dared to step forward alone because they were afraid of the sword in Mo Qiuyan's hand.
Xie Lian was stunned.
He didn't expect Mo Qiuyan to say that.
Mo Qiuyan stood still, looking at him with his head tilted, as if waiting for him to give the final instructions.
"Your Highness, if they hadn't died today, you would have been the one stabbed."
Mo Qiuyan thought he could face the plot calmly, but,
She really can't do it.
This is no longer just a book. Xie Lian, Hua Cheng, Feng Xin Mu Qing, even Bai Wu Xiang Jun Wu, they are no longer just words, they are flesh and blood people.
She really couldn't calmly watch them being abused in the original storyline.
If this plot is changed, Xiao Huacheng might not be able to transform again. But, it is also a matter of time, isn't it?
Can it really not be changed?
Xie Lian looked at Mo Qiuyan, seeing her almost calm expression, and for the first time he felt confused.
He didn't want what he had anticipated to happen, but he really couldn't make up his mind to kill those people.
"No... no," he closed his eyes and sighed, as if he had made a decision about his own fate, "Don't worry about it anymore."
Mo Qiuyan knew that Xie Lian would never agree, but she didn't want to wait any longer.
She turned around and inadvertently saw Bai Wuxiang and the little Huacheng in his hand, and was stunned.
Is it really okay to change the plot like this?
Let’s not talk about whether Bai Wuxiang is willing or not. If he really changes, what will happen next?
Worse?
Once you don’t know the direction, you will be the same as the natives of this world.
There will be no advantage.
She didn't dare gamble the fate of Xie Lian and Hua Cheng on this important moment that only took up a few chapters in the original novel.
Before she could finish her hesitation, she heard Bai Wuxiang's cold voice from above:
"That's enough."
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a strong force coming at her and slammed into the wall. After coughing up blood, she became conscious.
Xie Lian’s urgent call came to my ears, vague and distant.
Strangely enough, her last thought before she passed out was quite concise:
"Little Huahua, please be more diligent and burn the fever quickly. Don't let His Highness suffer for too long..."
......
In the hazy state, a heat wave hit.
Mo Qiuyan opened her eyes dazedly, the stinging sensation at the back of her head still lingered, but she no longer cared about it.
The whole place was filled with the crimson glow of flames, and the scene of the Mo family's demise that year came back to mind.
The scorching waves of ghost fire burned the hundreds of living people under the altar in the Prince's Palace into hundreds of charred corpses.
When the flames gradually dimmed and slowly gathered, the original small will-o'-the-wisp had disappeared.
Instead, a young figure gradually took shape.
The young man knelt on the charred ground in front of the altar, bent deeply over, holding his head with his hands, and screaming in agony.
Mo Qiuyan didn't dare turn her head to look at the altar. She stared blankly at Xiao Huacheng's figure, and for some reason she felt a little relieved in her heart: she didn't witness all that in the end.
But it still happened.
Outside the Crown Prince's Palace, countless black shadows floated towards the night sky. They were the undead souls who were frightened and had to flee their habitats, and were blown away by the strong wind.
Above the Prince's Palace, an extremely huge black cloud was rolling and slowly rotating, like a huge devil's eye.
That is the celestial phenomenon that indicates the birth of evil creatures and the formation of evil spirits!
......
Xie Lian didn't know whether he was awake or asleep.
If he was awake, he had no reaction to anything in the outside world and no memory. If he was asleep, his eyes were always open.
When he regained consciousness, Bai Wuxiang had already put the black sword on his waist. Like an elder rewarding a child, he said, "This is a gift from me to you."
As he spoke, he patted the hilt of the sword and said meaningfully and gently, "It is definitely sharper than the ones you collected before and the ones Jun Wu gave you."
Xie Lian let him strap the sword on him, saying nothing and not resisting. Because any resistance would be futile.
Just like that, he changed into new clothes, carried a new sword, and, with a body that looked like a newborn, walked out of the dark Prince's Palace. Bai Wuxiang said from behind him, "Wait."
Xie Lian paused. Bai Wuxiang silently approached him, placed a white silk ribbon in his hand, and said, "You forgot this."
That was the white silk that he had used to cover his face before and was later used to tie him up.
He suddenly came to his senses and turned to look at the wall where Mo Qiuyan had leaned against.
There was no one there, only a few spots of blood.
“Where is she?” Xie Lian spoke for the first time, his voice hoarse.
"She's gone." Bai Wuxiang said, seeming to smile.
Xie Lian just said "Oh" and said no more.
He didn't want to think about anything anymore.
Xie Lian staggered down the mountain alone.
On the other side, Mo Qiuyan leaned against a tree and closed his eyes tiredly.
She didn't want to move anymore and just wanted to wait quietly for the rest of the story to end.
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