Valkyrie

Chapter 57 The Mysterious Shadow of Blood

On the official road where the wind was howling, a caravan composed of dozens of chariots and horses slowly moved forward. There were two warriors from the Tianyuan realm in front of and behind the caravan.

In the middle, dozens of warriors from the Earth Origin Realm accompanied them, all of them cautiously looking at the dense jungle in all directions.

In the caravan, Lin Huang was dressed in sackcloth and linen, black and thin, with the cold wind on his head. He sat in front of the frame and lashed the horses with his whip.

In the chariot behind him, a refreshing fragrance can be heard from time to time.

The owner of this caravan was naturally Jia Wanjin, the richest man in the Western Tang Dynasty.

Previously, Lin Huang ordered Wang Fugui to arrange for him to be a member of the guard team, but he was despised by Wang Fugui. The minimum requirement for others to recruit guards was at least the realm of Earth.

And Lin Huang is no more than the Eighth Heaven of Human Yuan!Even if his Wang Fugui has the means to reach the sky, Lin Huang himself can't live up to his expectations, so he can't do anything about it.

Fortunately, under the arrangement of Wang Fugui, Lin Huang became the driver of Jia Wanjin's father and daughter.

It has been three days since the caravan left the Western Tang Dynasty. In the past three days, apart from the worsening weather, everyone had not encountered any trouble, which made Lin Huang a little puzzled.

Although Jia Wanjin had already handed over the treasure chest to Xuanyuan Tibing, he was, after all, the former owner of the treasure chest and had direct contact with the ancient scrolls of mountains and rivers. In any case, someone should pay attention to his every move.

And in the past three days, Lin Huang didn't notice anyone blocking the road or following him, which was too strange.Even if it's not for the ancient scrolls of mountains and rivers, there should be someone who cares about Jia Wanjin's wealth.

"Changsheng, you told everyone to rest here for a while." As evening approached, a woman's sad voice suddenly sounded in the carriage.

"Miss Xuanxuan, it's getting dark, if we don't rush to find the inn, we'll have to stay in the cold wind all night!"

Lin Huang frowned and said, this place is uninhabited, and the surrounding jungle is dense, and at first glance, it is a good place to kill people.Resting here is not a good option.

"My father is not in good health and can't stand the bumps. You told them to double the commission, but today is absolutely not allowed to leave." The woman in the frame said after a while. Although her voice was very gentle, her attitude was extremely firm.

Hearing the coughing sound coming from the carriage, Lin Huang shook his head helplessly, then stopped everyone and camped on the spot for the night.

After nightfall, after everyone raised a fire to disperse the chill in the air, Jia Wanjin and his daughter just got out of the carriage and ate something.

The flames curled up in the night, and the two withered faces turned a little red.Jia Xuanxuan was dressed in light purple clothes, with picturesque brows, but her innocent face was pale and sad, which was pitiful.

Although Jia Wanjin is slightly fat, he can see that his body has lost weight rapidly during this period of time, even showing high cheekbones, his face is haggard, and he always covers his mouth and coughs.

Sudden calamity caused both of them to have a trace of grief on their faces, looking at the wind and snow falling rustling in the night, with a bit of sadness.

"Master Jia, Miss Xuanxuan, it's cold outside, you'd better go back to the carriage early to rest, we'll be fine here," a middle-aged man with horned beard said loudly, staring at Jia Xuanxuan with his copper-bell-like eyes.

Lin Huang hadn't noticed this. He sat around the fire, leaning on a stone and dozing off, but he kept an eye on every move around him.

Although the surroundings seemed calm, Lin Huang did not dare to relax his vigilance.This stemmed from his instinct and caution after being hunted down by Liu Cangsheng for ten years.

In the world of warriors, no one ever knows what will happen in the next moment.Just like Jia Wanjin, the moment he was rich, he was ruined the next moment.

The winter night was cold and silent. Except for the night watchman, everyone else slept around the fire, but Lin Huang never let go of his heart. Even though there were warriors from the Tianyuan realm, he only believed in himself.

Until midnight, Lin Huang suddenly opened his eyes...

Lin Huang's figure was motionless, but his cold eyes were looking into the void, and in the depths of the drifting snow, there was a blood-colored shadow.

Ordinary people can't see it at all, and even if they see it, they won't pay attention.

And Lin Huang was able to realize that it was only because he was naturally extremely sensitive to danger, and he felt the peeping from the air. The feeling of being peeped made people feel cold all over.

And when Lin Huang looked at the blood shadow in the void, the shadow seemed to open a pair of blood-colored eyes, staring at Lin Huang from a distance, and a permeating breath followed.

Lin Huang's expression changed greatly, and he quickly closed his eyes.I only felt that there was an extremely evil force pouring into my body, rampaging towards the depths of my sea of ​​consciousness.

"The art of capturing the soul!"

Lin Huang exclaimed in his heart, and quickly guarded his mind and resisted the power of the soul.However, with Lin Huang's current strength, it is difficult to compete with him. The power to capture the soul is like no one, and gradually occupy Lin Huang's sea of ​​consciousness with the trend of destroying the dead.

Even though he was leaning against the fire, Lin Huang was completely icy cold. Once he was completely occupied by the power of the soul, he would completely turn into a puppet that could be manipulated by anyone.

Just when Lin Huang was about to collapse across the board, the martial spirit in the mysterious sea suddenly trembled, and a step of domineering power went towards the power of the soul.

Lin Huang's spirit was shaken, and with the power of his martial soul, he fully resisted the invading soul-snatching power.Afterwards, the vitality flowed, following the power of Shura, like a wild dog, chasing and killing the power of the soul.

For half an hour, Lin Huang just breathed a sigh of relief, his whole body was soaked with sweat, and he couldn't help but feel a little scared when he remembered the scene just now.In just a few breaths, he was about to become a puppet, and he simply had the existence of the Asura martial spirit.

Martial Soul Tian Shura, can cut all the power that enters the body!

Feeling the pure power that was devoured by Tian Shura, Lin Huang smiled blankly, "Is this a blessing in disguise?"

Just now, he actually used the power of capturing souls to make Yuan Jiuzhongtian's entrance loosen a little.

In the dark night, Lin Huang quietly opened his eyes and looked at the void again cautiously, but found that the blood shadow had disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared at all.

Then Lin Huang swept his eyes to the people around him, and his heart was full of vigilance. Since that blood shadow can capture his own soul, has anyone of these people been captured by the blood shadow and turned into a puppet?
Thinking of this, Lin Huang was completely refreshed. He was only a martial artist of the eighth level of the Yuan Yuan, and now he is afraid that he is already in the blood cave.

Then Lin Huang wondered again, who controlled that blood shadow?What do you want to get from the Jia family?
In the long night, Lin Huang sighed lightly... He seemed to be looking for trouble. He was originally in danger from the four major sects, and now he was involved in the matter of the ancient scrolls of mountains and rivers.

A peaceful night!
When the dawn of the day broke, the caravan hit the road again, heading towards the Blood Triangle.Facing the tranquility of last night, many people let out a sigh of relief, and the vigilance in their hearts relaxed a lot. Only Lin Huang couldn't relax. The dangers of last night were still vivid in his mind.

In the blink of an eye, everyone had left the Western Tang Dynasty for ten days.

These ten days have been smooth and nothing has happened, which made everyone relax their vigilance. They thought it was a chore, but in fact, there is no danger other than the wind and snow.

Together with Jia Xuanxuan, who has rarely shown her face, she relaxed a lot, and every now and then a smile appeared on her face.However, Jia Wanjin's physical condition was deteriorating.Looking at his appearance, if it is not for the entrance of the daily supplement, I am afraid it will be difficult to survive the bumps of this road.

"Father, did you really give the treasure chest to Xuanyuan Tibing?"

In the carriage, Jia Xuanxuan's gentle voice sounded.In the past few days, the father and daughter rarely spoke, and every time they avoided the treasure chest, consciously or unintentionally.

"What can I do if I don't give it to him? That's Xuanyuan raising his army. In today's human mythology, even if my father is the richest in the world, how can he fight against this world's number one warrior!"

Jia Wanjin said weakly.

"But I have three lives in Jia's 180, so let's forget it. The current situation of Jia's family is all thanks to the ancient scrolls of mountains and rivers of his Xuanyuan family!"

Jia Xuanxuan said quietly, her beautiful and melancholy smiling face was full of resentment.Such a feud of ruining the family and death, and hating the sky, even the gentle and kind-hearted woman is full of hatred in her heart.

"Xuanxuan, my father is old, I just hope that our family can be safe in the future, don't think about revenge, we can't fight them," Jia Wanjin sighed, and there seemed to be endless differences in his heart, "Being a father I don't want white-haired people to send black-haired people anymore."

Outside the carriage, Lin Huang listened to the conversation between the two with complicated thoughts.

This is the helplessness of the weak. In this world where martial arts are respected, no matter how rich you are or the richest in the world, in front of the powerful martial arts forces, you are humble enough to be worthless.

And obviously, Xuanyuan Tibing has an inextricable relationship with Jia Wanjin and the ancient scrolls of mountains and rivers.It seems that in Jia Xuanxuan's eyes, the whole family of Jia's house was slaughtered because Xuanyuan raised his troops.

And for this, Jia Wanjin did not refute the slightest.

But what Jia Wanjin just said 'we can't fight them', let Lin Huang catch something, Jia Wanjin said 'them' instead of 'he'.

Inferring this way, it was either a faction or Xuanyuan Tibing who killed the entire family of Jia Mansion, and Xuanyuan Tibing was not the only one who shot.

And if Xuanyuan raised his troops to kill Jia Mansion, why would anyone need help?

This is a paradox!
"Maybe there's something else in there!"

Outside the carriage, Lin Huang recalled the mysterious blood shadow he had met a few days ago, and speculated to himself, "If it wasn't for Xuanyuan Tibing, then there should be a mysterious force in the Eastern Spirit Realm!"

"They killed Jia Mansion for the sake of the ancient scrolls of mountains and rivers. Do they know the real secret of the ancient scrolls of mountains and rivers?"

……

While Lin Huang was contemplating, the caravan suddenly stopped, the fierce horse neighed, and the people around were also full of vigilance.

Lin Huang looked up, only to see the dangerous pass in front of him rising from the ground, like the bloody mouth opened by a creeping beast.

And above that pass, several figures stood indifferently in the wind, and the powerful aura around them made Fianxue not touch their bodies. They looked indifferent, and looked down at the caravan coming from below...

(End of this chapter)