Zhuxian Prequel: Wilderness

Chapter 37

The white tiger's body shook slightly, his face revealed a look of astonishment, and then he turned his head and glanced at the body of the ghost king suzerain, and couldn't help but took a step forward.But at this moment, a clear voice suddenly came from behind him, reaching his ears, and sternly shouted: "Stop!"

Bai Hu looked back, it was Suzaku who said this, he frowned and was about to speak, when Suzaku said coldly: "Don't worry about it."

There was a trace of anger on Baihu's face, he turned his head to look at Xuanwu, only to find that Xuanwu also gave him a wry smile, shook his head slightly, and said, "Fourth sister is right."

Bai Hu was stunned for a while, then snorted suddenly, turned around and walked out of the tent without saying a word, and he didn't know where he went in a blink of an eye.

On the other side of the ghost king's tent, Qinglong was trying his best to comfort Xiaowan, after patting him on the shoulder, he said softly: "My condolences will change."

With a sad face, Xiao Wan choked up and nodded in agreement, his face was still gloomy and gloomy.

Qinglong sighed, and then said solemnly: "Nowadays, the Holy Cult is waiting to be revived, and the Ghost King Sect has always been the pillar of the Holy Cult, and now you still need to shoulder the heavy responsibility."

Xiao Wanqi said sadly, "Yes."

There was a pause in Qinglong's language, and said: "The next thing is of course to arrange for the funeral, and then what are you going to do?"

Xiao Wan showed a distressed look, and blamed himself while weeping: "It's all because of my incompetence. First, I can't save the life of my benefactor, and second, I can't command the disciples of this sect. More than half of the people in the sect have been lost in the past few days. I am really incapable. I have no words to be ashamed of the teacher."

Qinglong's complexion suddenly turned serious, he stared at Xiaowan for a while, and then turned pale with shock: "Is there such a thing?"

Xiao Wan let out a long sigh, then took out a letter from his bosom and handed it to Qinglong, saying: "This is written by Master himself before he was alive. Return to hide at the foot of Mount Huqi in the middle land."

Qinglong silently read the letter, then returned it to Xiaowan, nodded and said: "Since it is the suzerain's will, then there is no other way, it's just hard work for you."

Xiao Wan gritted his teeth and said: "My teacher's death, I will do my best to complete it for him. After I finish all the tasks, I will immediately lead the sect's people back to the Wilderness Temple. When the time comes, I will ask the envoy to take care of me a lot." two."

Qinglong nodded, and said: "That's natural." After saying a few words of comfort to Xiaowan, he walked out, saw Xuanwu and Suzaku standing outside the tent door, but Baihu was not there, and couldn't help frowning and asking Said: "Where is the second child?"

Xuanwu said: "Just now I felt a little unhappy, I ran away by myself."

Qinglong shook his head, but he didn't ask Baihu why he was unhappy, he just led the two out of the ghost king's camp silently.

Along the way, Qinglong looked dignified, Suzaku remained silent, but Xuanwu suddenly said to Qinglong after a long silence, "Boss, that ghost king sect is a bit weird."

Qinglong nodded silently, Xuanwu snorted, and said: "They want to cheat, don't they want to go back to the wild temple?"

Qinglong said lightly: "That's nothing, there will inevitably be ups and downs in the temple, and it's understandable for them to choose to stay out of it."

There was a bit of desolation on Xuanwu's face, and he sneered and said sarcastically, "It's just a prudence to protect oneself, they are like this, do they still want to recuperate and recruit the four of us in the future?"

Qinglong pondered for a moment, then said carefully: "Third brother, to be honest, if we want to seek refuge with the forces in the sect after the sect master's death, I really think the ghost king sect is the best place to go."

Xuanwu was startled, as if he wanted to say something to refute, but when the words came to his lips, he suddenly seemed speechless. After a long while, he murmured: "There really seems to be nothing in this holy religion... The person on the stage is gone, the leader has passed away, and there is no clear leader, so what hope is there in the future?"

Both Qinglong and Suzaku looked at him, seeing that there was something wrong with his expression, Qinglong frowned and said, "Third brother, what's wrong with you?"

Xuanwu was in a daze, and after a while, he suddenly bowed to Qinglong and Suzaku: "Boss, fourth sister, I... I really don't want to hold on any longer. I don't want to care about the future of the holy religion, and I don't want to Let’s go back to the Wild Temple, let’s leave today alone.”

Suzaku took a step forward, his chest rose and fell, he seemed a little excited, and said, "Third brother, what are you doing here?"

Xuanwu was silent for a moment, looked at Qinglong, and said: "I have long wanted to go to the Southern Hundred Thousand Mountains to have a look. It is said that the folk customs there are strange and completely different from those in the middle land, and there are even remnants of the ancient witch clan. These have always been favorites, so let’s take this opportunity to explore.”

Qinglong stared at him for a long time, his eyes were stern at first, but gradually eased, and at the end he only sighed silently, waved his hands, and looked tired.

Xuanwu bowed deeply to him, smiled at Suzaku after getting up, then turned around and fled away without saying a word, his figure was fast, and disappeared in the distant desert in a blink of an eye.

"Brother!" Suzaku looked back at Qinglong and couldn't help calling out.

Qinglong said lightly: "Everyone has his own aspirations, forget it."

Suzaku was silent, her black scarf fluctuated slightly, and she seemed to be breathing quickly. After a while, she whispered: "Then I'm leaving too. Let's meet in the temple in a few days."

Qinglong nodded and said: "Okay, you should be careful all the way."

Suzaku responded, and also turned around and walked away, but the direction she was going was the opposite of Xuanwu's, and she was heading into the depths of the wilderness.

In a blink of an eye, there was no one around Qinglong, and he seemed quite lonely. He also seemed to feel a little bit, looked up at the sky, sighed softly, and then walked away with his hands behind his back.

After a while, several people walked out of the ghost king's camp behind him, the leader among them was Xiao Wan, and beside him stood the mysterious Mr. Ghost in black.

Looking at Qinglong's disappearing figure, Xiaowan remained silent, while Mr. Ghost said in a low voice: "Sect Master, don't you want to say a few more words to him?"

Xiao Wan shook his head and said: "It's useless to talk too much now, let's talk about it when we have a chance in the future."

Mr. Ghost nodded, turned his head to look at the camp, and said, "The funeral in there?"

Xiao Wan took a deep breath and said, "Master's kindness to me is as great as a mountain, how can I be ungrateful. Pass on my order and do it for three days, in order to see the scenery, and then I will take the remains of my mentor to Huqi Mountain."

Mr. Ghost obeyed the order solemnly, so I will not express it here for the time being.At this point, with the disappearance of the Demon Cult's Four Sacred Envoys and Ghost King Zong, the battle between the Demon Cult and Qingyun seems to have come to an end, and the death of the ghost king's suzerain can only be discussed in detail in the future.

(End of this chapter)