Chapter 48

Chapter 48

Nie Wuhen and Bai Yi have clear division of labor. He got rid of the evil cultivators and sent back the foxes that were causing trouble. Bai Yi waited until the guests had finished eating and passed out, and then he went over to send back the monsters that were causing trouble.

Nie Wuhen brought Cassel ashore. He lowered his head and subconsciously wanted to change Cassel's wet wedding dress, but before his hand touched Cassel's belt, he felt a resistance.

There was a pause. Nie Wuhen continued to stretch out his hand. As the distance shortened, he clearly felt a dull pain. His skin began to crack and blood oozed out.

Cassel stepped back in shock. He held Nie Wuhen's hand and asked him if it hurt.

Nie Wuhen said nothing. He touched the pill and took one, then looked at Cassel, who looked worried and apologetic, rubbed his head, and said he didn't feel any pain.

"I forgot to tell you," Cassel whispered, "You have to tell me before you undress me. I wasn't paying attention just now."

"This magic," Nie Wuhen felt an extremely evil aura, and even his fingertips were covered with dark black patterns - fortunately, he had just taken a pill to eliminate them. But this did not dispel his doubts, "Who gave you this?"

Before asking this question, Nie Wuhen considered all the demon cultivators and also thought about everyone who was close to Kassel. Ji Chuya couldn't possibly have this kind of magical power, so it could only be...

Cassel didn't hide it from him and said, "It's Barbatos."

Nie Wuhen's fingers curled up a little. He had no expression, just said: "When did he come?"

"He didn't come," Cassel touched his head and replied seriously, "He turned into light and shadow and stood in front of me and told me..." He paused, and then realized that he had dragged the topic to a level that shouldn't have been dragged to. He felt a little regretful, and pursed his lips slightly. Cassel didn't continue.

Nie Wuhen didn't force him to say it. He stood in front of Cassel, raised his hand to take off the cumbersome hairpins on his head and threw them all into the sea, then cast a spell to dry Cassel's hair.

Cassel didn't move. He looked at Nie Wuhen, wanting to say something several times but still said nothing.

He watched Nie Wuhen gather his hair, take out a wooden hairpin and pin up his long hair, then reach out to untie his belt.

Cassel opened his arms in cooperation.

Nie Wuhen cast a spell again, tore off the annoying wedding dress, dried his inner clothes, and put his wide robe on him. When he tied the belt at the end, he tied a knot on purpose.

Cassel touched it curiously and said, "This can't be untied."

Nie Wuhen said: "I didn't notice."

Cassel didn't doubt it. He leaned closer to Nie Wuhen. Seeing him find a place to sit down, he also sat over with a grunt, his eyes falling on Nie Wuhen's Wuwang sword.

His palm was open, revealing the scar left by the Wuwang Sword. Although it had been a long time since then, it still looked somewhat hideous. He remembered Nie Wuhen saying that this could not be eliminated.

"Nie Wuhen," Cassel leaned over and called him softly, "Actually, Barbatos is not a bad person."

Nie Wuhen curled his lips and did not respond.

"He raised me, how could he be a bad person?" Cassel continued, "He cast a spell on me so that Ji Chuya couldn't touch me. Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to see me."

His tone became more and more lonely, and Nie Wuhen couldn't keep silent. He was afraid that Cassel would cry again, so he had to look back at him and said resignedly: "I didn't say... Barbatos is not good."

"Then why did you suddenly stop talking?" Cassel felt sad. He leaned over and said, "I can feel that you don't seem very happy."

Nie Wuhen didn't know how to explain his feelings for a moment. There is anxiety and there is jealousy. Cassell's feelings for Barbatos simply made him feel like he had to be on guard. But on second thought, I felt that my idea was too ridiculous.

It's just protecting him, so what? Just maintenance...

Nie Wuhen said: "I'm not unhappy. Cassel, you have to remember that I will never be angry with you."

Cassel looked at him blankly: "What if I did something bad and lied to you? Would you hate me or dislike me anymore?"

Nie Wuhen approached him, tucked the hair on his forehead behind his ears, and said, "As long as you don't like other people, it doesn't matter if you want to marry someone else."

"real"

"Um."

Cassel blinked, and he rushed over, nestled in his arms, found a comfortable position to lean against, and hummed: "No, I won't." After mumbling for a while, he leaned over again, looked up at Nie Wuhen, and said to him, "I like Nie Wuhen, I will only marry you."

Nie Wuhen's heart was beating fast.

Cassel put his hand close to his chest and listened to his heartbeat, one, two, three. After every two jumps, he flapped his wings, creating a breeze. Until he heard Nie Wuhen ask him if all little devils were so naughty.

The voice was a little hoarse, but Cassel didn't notice. He sat up straight and was about to answer when he saw Nie Wuhen pat his shoulder again, motioning him to get up.

Cassel stood up in a daze, and then saw Bai Yi coming over. He was surprised for a moment when he saw the two of them: "I thought you left first."

Cassel asked him where he was going?

Bai Yi pointed to the distance and said, "The mortal world, Shangjing City."

…

Great Yan State, Shangjing City.

The world was divided into three parts: Dayan, Liang, and Beiyuan. Beiyuan and Liang Kingdom formed an alliance, and the two kings swore an oath of blood to attack Dayan Kingdom. However, they were unable to capture Tonglin Pass, which was guarded by Marquis Wu'an. So he used a strategy of sowing discord to stir up conflicts between the emperor of the Great Yan State and its generals, killing someone with a borrowed knife, and then broke through the Tonglin Pass in one fell swoop.

Today, the Great Yan Kingdom no longer has the glory of the past. The rulers live in seclusion in a corner, indulging in revelry every day and having a carefree time. The people suffered terribly.

When Cassel first came to this place, he thought it would be as lively as the former Zhaojia Village, or at least harmonious. But at this time, Shangjing City was comparable to purgatory.

Blood, flesh and bones could be seen everywhere. It was summer on earth, and the ground was crawling with flies and mosquitoes. A foul smell filled the air, and the sounds of children crying and women and men wailing could be heard everywhere.

Not far away, an old man who was skinny as a skeleton was kneeling on the ground with his rough hands and hunched back, drinking dirty water. The original color of the water could not be seen, and there was fishy blood flowing on it, mixing with the mud and water.

Some people knelt down crying and begging, pinning their vague hopes on tattered statues, and knelt for a long time until their death.

When Cassel first arrived here, he was stunned. The blood on the ground almost dyed his white boots red. Cassel just stood there, watching, and did not dare to take another step.

Nie Wuhen stood beside him, his hand holding the Wuwang Sword trembling slightly. He took a deep breath, unable to sit idly by, so he followed Bai Yi to take the pulse of those people and provide treatment.

But their clothes were too extravagant, and their manners were all those of wealthy people. When those half-naked people, who were only wearing tattered linen cloth, saw them coming, they all backed away in fear. When they realized they couldn't retreat, they fell to their knees with a plop.

They kowtowed continuously, their whole bodies trembling. Even when their heads were broken and bleeding, they did not feel any pain. They just kept crying and saying, "Sir, please spare my life...Sir, please spare my life..."

Bai Yi clenched the fan in his hand and said, "I'm here to save you..."

No one listened. The dilapidated thatched hut could not even block the wind. The scattered straw became a rare commodity. They scrambled to grab it as if they were fighting for some rare treasure, their faces were distorted and greedy.

Nie Wuhen pursed his lips, almost straightening them. He looked back at the inferno and was about to leave, but someone stopped him.

The warm hand did not pull him through his clothes, but directly held his hand. Nie Wuhen was startled, and when he turned around, he saw Cassel looking at him with an uneasy look: "Where are you going?"

"The Imperial Palace." Nie Wuhen replied.

"Go to the palace and kill the ruler directly?" Bai Yi turned his eyes away from the mother who was holding the child tightly in her arms, his voice was extremely dry, "Brother, I think you have forgotten. Immortal cultivators cannot interfere with the life and death of mortals."

Cassel clearly felt that Nie Wuhen's grip on his hand was slowly tightening.

He was about to say something when he heard the sound of horse hooves in the distance. The hooves trampled on the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, splashing filth all over the ground. On horseback, the young master of a wealthy family laughed loudly and rode his horse without paying any attention to the screaming and fleeing refugees on the road.

The young master said: "How dare the lowly people block my way?" After saying that, he swung the whip in his hand suddenly -

Nie Wuhen grabbed the whip and exerted force suddenly. In that instant, the man and the horse fell to the ground. There were bursts of screams coming from all around, the refugees fled in fear, and the servants ran over in panic, trying to help up the little boy who was rolling in the blood.

Cassel stood by and watched. He saw the extravagantly dressed young master get up in a rage, kick over the servant who was supporting him, and yell at the top of his voice: "Catch them! Catch them! I'm going to turn them into a Jingguan!"

The wings behind Cassel were hidden by magic power, which was the spell that Nie Wuhen taught himself on the way. Although Taoism stipulates that any immortal cultivator, demon cultivator, or demon or ghost tribe cannot use their magic power on mortals in the human world, Cassel does not belong to this world. By accident, he is the only one who can use magic power.

He saw people surrounding him and were about to arrest them all with a ferocious look. Cassel subconsciously stood in front of Nie Wuhen and Bai Yi, but Nie Wuhen grabbed his hand and pulled him behind him.

Cassel: “…”

"I know you," Nie Wuhen never talked nonsense. He used his sword to knock away the servant who was trying to catch him. He just focused his eyes on the young man and said, "Young Marquis Zhao, long time no see."

The surroundings were quiet.

The young man wiped the blood off his face and threw the silk casually on the ground. He stood not far from Nie Wuhen, squinting his eyes and looking at him, and his alertness instantly rose.

Whether in terms of temperament or dress, he is probably the son of some high-ranking official. If it was a lowly person, he wouldn't have to think so much, but what if it was an official higher than him?

Zhao Ying's eyes turned, he looked at the three people in front of him, and said slowly: "Who are you?"

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