Zhuxian Prequel: Wilderness

Chapter 25

In the Ghost King's clan, after a period of chaos, the unconscious Ghost King finally woke up again, and everyone around him breathed a sigh of relief.Especially Xiao Wan, whose face was even paler, obviously, what happened just now had frightened him quite a bit.

However, after the ghost king woke up, he took a look at the surrounding audience, and quickly ordered everyone to retreat, leaving only Xiao Wanyi alone.

After everyone exited the tent, Xiao Wan stepped forward to help the ghost king to sit up, and at the same time said in a low voice: "Sect Master, you just need to rest more, I am here for everything."

The ghost king shook his head slowly, then motioned for Xiao Wan to stretch his head over, and whispered something in his ear.

Xiao Wan's face changed slightly, he turned to look at the Ghost King, he seemed a little shocked, and said, "Sect Master, you..."

The ghost king waved his hand, looking very tired, but at the same time extremely determined, Xiao Wan quickly understood his intention, nodded silently, and then walked out quietly.

Soon, only the seriously injured ghost king was left in the tent. He lay silently on the chair, and the surroundings suddenly became quiet, but after a while, the distant movements outside the tent slowly spread again. into his ears.

In addition to the original sounds of water, wind, and animal roars in the forest, there are more sounds of people walking in the canyon. Some people come and go, but no one stays here.The voice gradually became a bit noisy, it should be that the troops of the other three major factions have also started to leave here, and perhaps go to the remote wilderness.

In fact, although the heads of the four major sects of the Demon Cult are all here, firstly, the Demon Cult has a long history and there are many factions, and secondly, after Qiu Wangyu unified the Demon Cult, there are countless sects of all sizes who brought the Qingyun Mountain battle together this time. , so after the war, there are still many more Demonic Cultists scattered all over the place than in this valley.It's just that listening to the sound of panicking and rushing now still makes people feel a sense of desolation.

The ghost king listened quietly, without much expression on his face, maybe because he was too weak at the moment, even this state of mind could not move him, maybe it was also because he knew clearly that his time was approaching, His heart is also cold.

After a while like this, when I felt that many people had gone away, suddenly there was a sound of footsteps outside the tent, and after a while, Xiao Wan's voice came, with imperceptible awe, saying: "Please come in."

The curtain hanging from the tent was lifted, and two people walked in after a while. Except for Xiao Wan who was a step behind, the one who walked in front was Qinglong, the head of the Four Great Sacred Envoys of the Demon Cult.

Qinglong went back and forth, with a dignified expression on his face, when the ghost king saw him, he seemed to be refreshed, and wanted to sit up, but his body was weak, he struggled for a while, but he didn't sit up.

Xiao Wan was taken aback, and quickly ran over to support him, and then supported the ghost king to sit upright, and then took a cushion and put it under the ghost king's body so that he could lean on it.

Seeing the ghost king's appearance, Qinglong also frowned, shook his head and smiled wryly, walked up to the ghost king, and said: "Old master, you are not good enough to live and recuperate, why did you call me over?"

The Ghost King smiled and said, "Sit."

Qinglong nodded, pulled a stool casually, and sat down in front of the ghost king.

The ghost king looked at Qinglong, his voice was low but his enunciation was still clear, and he said, "Honorable Qinglong, next you and the other three are planning to go back to the temple?"

Qinglong nodded, and said: "That's right. You Ji also said before, since the leader's will has been given, we should naturally obey it."

The ghost king let out a "huh" and was noncommittal. After pondering for a moment, he suddenly asked Qinglong: "I don't know something, I want to ask the envoy for advice."

Qinglong said: "Don't dare to be, the old suzerain is a senior of my Holy Cult, just call me Qinglong by my real name. Please tell me."

The ghost king said: "The leader passed away suddenly, but before he died, why didn't he choose a successor?"

Qinglong was silent for a moment, and said: "You were also present at that time, the old suzerain, so you should be clear in your heart. Firstly, the sect master has no direct descendants. The other people are not enough to frighten the heroes. No matter who is chosen to sit in this position, I am afraid that they will not be able to sit securely, but will cause troubles in vain and lead to countless killings and disputes. Yes."

The ghost king nodded slowly, and said: "This statement is reasonable. The leader is talented and insightful, and he must have seen it long ago. I only hate that the sky does not follow people's wishes, causing the hero to die early and destroying the great cause of my holy religion."

Qinglong sighed softly, but said nothing.

The ghost king said again: "Brother Qinglong, most of the factions of the Holy Cult have decided to return to the wild temple, tell me the truth, after returning to the temple, can you control the situation so that the sects of the sects will not fight each other?" fight?"

Qinglong frowned, and said: "The old suzerain why bother to ask."

The ghost king sighed: "So we have to go back to the old way?"

Qinglong was silent for a moment, and said: "The four of us have always followed the leader. We have not joined the sect, and we are unable to preside over the overall situation and mediate disputes. But..." He raised his head to look at the ghost king, with a hint of expectation on his face, and said: " Old suzerain, the Holy Cult has been defeated now, and after the catastrophe, the only ones with the strongest strength are Guizong and Wandumen, if you all return to the temple and advance and retreat together, there may be a different situation."

The Ghost King frowned in thought, then smiled wryly, and said, "Let's see when the time comes. In short, for the foundation of the holy religion, with my old man around for a day, I must do my best."

Qinglong stood up solemnly, saluted the ghost king, and said solemnly: "Thank you, old suzerain, if the sect master knows it, he must also admire the old suzerain."

The Ghost King waved his hand and said, "Oh, I'm sorry for mentioning the leader. By the way, I invited you here in private today. Apart from asking about this matter, I also want to talk to you about another matter."

Qinglong said: "Old Sect Master, please tell me."

The ghost king said: "You four envoys of the holy religion have been following the leader for many years. You are loyal and loyal, and the old man also sees it. It's just that the leader has passed away now. I wonder if you have any plans, brother Qinglong?"

Qinglong frowned slightly, but then fell silent again, and said after a while: "I haven't thought about it yet, but I don't know if the old suzerain taught me?"

The ghost king coughed a few times, it seemed that he had been talking for a long time, which made him feel a little tired again, but he pulled himself together, slowly stretched out his hand and gently grabbed Qinglong's right palm, stared at him for a moment, and said in a low voice: " Brother Qinglong, if you have a chance in the future, come to my Ghost King Sect, my whole clan will welcome you upside down, and treat you all as honored guests." After finishing speaking, he turned his head slightly, and glanced at Xiao Wan beside him. , and said again: "Xiao Wan is my confidant's heir, and his intelligence and talent are all extraordinary. In the future, the Ghost King Sect will be handed over to him. You believe me, brother, given time, he will definitely not disappoint you."

Qinglong glanced at Xiao Wan, thoughtful, then took a deep breath, and said to the ghost king: "Thank you, old suzerain, for your kind words, I will keep my words in mind. But the most important thing right now is to protect The lord has returned to the temple, and as for the rest, come and ask the old lord for help when you have a chance in the future."

The ghost king nodded and said, "It should be like this."

Qinglong stood up, bowed his hands to the ghost king, and said, "Farewell." After saying that, he nodded to Xiao Wan who was standing beside him, and strode out of the tent.

After he left, Xiaowan saw that the ghost king's expression suddenly weakened, and he seemed to lose his spirit in an instant, so he quickly helped the ghost king to lie down, knelt down beside him, and said anxiously: "Sect Master, are you alright?"

The ghost king took a few breaths, looked up at him, and said with some difficulty: "Let's go."

Xiao Wan nodded, but suddenly asked, "How? Where?"

The ghost king suddenly fell silent, just looked at him like that, and after a while whispered: "What do you think?"

Xiao Wan seemed to have thought about this a long time ago, and said without hesitation at this moment: "We can't go back to the wilderness."

"Why?"

"The wilderness will be chaotic. At that time, all the heroes will rise together, and the internal strife will definitely be a bloody situation. We didn't talk about the extermination faction in the past, at least our vitality will be greatly injured."

"Are you so sure?"

Xiao Wan took a deep breath, moved closer to the ghost king, lowered his voice, and said: "Since the leader has gone, the Holy Cult has no one who can make a decision. Although the four envoys are strong, they have no power. The two schools of Hehuan and Changsheng are greatly weakened. Yang's seniority is not enough, I am afraid that there will be dissatisfaction in the door, or there may be internal friction. The poisonous god Wandu door is the most powerful, but this person is too ambitious, he should have the heart of coveting the big position, and he must not allow me, the ghost king, to lie on the couch. Take a break. If we return to the wilderness, we are afraid that the God of Poison will be the first to deal with us. In addition, the power of the holy religion is out of balance, and we are seeing troubled times. Needless to say, there are still many sects, big and small, who are going to climb up fiercely, going to the wilderness, all harm and no benefit, please be aware of the suzerain."

The ghost king remained silent, looked at it for a long time, and said: "If we are the only ones who don't return, are we not public enemies of the Holy Cult, and when the time comes, we will be attacked by a group, how should we deal with it?"

Xiao Wan frowned, obviously having a headache because of this, after a while, he gritted his teeth suddenly, and said in a deep voice, "Procrastinate!"

The corner of Ghost King's mouth curled up, and a smile appeared on his old and haggard face, which seemed to be a bit relieved.

Xiao Wan was shocked, and said: "Sect Master, could it be you..."

The ghost king shook his head at him, motioned Xiao Wan to approach again, and then said in a low voice: "Later, you will lead the people to the wilderness, walking slowly all the way, and at the same time secretly make people leave continuously, as if people are fleeing in panic. Those who walk are the elite first, and they are all ordered to go to the foundation of Huqi Mountain that we have been running for many years, and they must not move rashly from now on. Besides, my life is not long..."

Xiao Wan was shocked when he heard this, his face turned pale, and he said in horror: "Sect Master, why did you say that!"

(End of this chapter)