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Chapter 193 The ghost in white will point the black warrior 2
Chapter 193 The ghost in white will point the black warrior 2
Wuming said: "His Royal Highness, I will go to open the way."
Xie pity said: "No, I will come in person."
After speaking, he jumped down, as if a white flower was blown off the branches by the wind, and fell silently in front of the palace.
Just as he was about to push open the door of the hall, there was a sound of crying of a baby coming out of the hall.
Lang Ying has no concubine, and his son has long since died. Where did the baby come from in his palace?
Xie Lian doesn't care about this. Not to mention a baby, even if there are thousands of troops hidden in it, he is not afraid, lifts a kick and kicks the door of the palace!
The strange thing is that there is only one person in the hall, there is no second person, and there is no baby. When he saw who was coming, the man raised his head and said, "You're here? I'm looking for you."
The person in the hall is none other than Lang Ying.
Although he has become the lord of the country, he has no fancy clothes and sits on a throne. Xie Lian wondered how he reacted for a moment, and then it became clear that he was wearing a mask and mourning clothes at the moment, and Lang Ying recognized him as white.
There is also a formation in this palace. When Xie Lian entered, he clearly felt that something was blocking it. But with a little force on his feet, he stepped on the ground in the hall, and there was a sound of breaking something in the air.
The cold winter and night outside the hall poured in, filling the sleeves with pity and wind. He said sullenly, "What are you doing with me?"
Hearing his voice, Lang Ying's expression changed slightly and said, "Is it you?"
Xie pity slowly approached him, and the snow-white boots stepped on the cold stone ground step by step. He said, "It's me."
Lang Ying, a reckless husband, led the army to destroy Xianle, and the spirit of the emperor was added to him, and ordinary evil spirits could not get close to him. But at this moment, Xie Lian brought thousands of war dead souls!
He didn't believe it. With such a large number of resentful spirits and such strong resentment, there is nothing they can do about Lang Ying? Sure enough, the resentful spirits are restless and can't wait to break free and parasitize on the fresh flesh and blood of the enemy. It is impossible for anyone to hear the restless voice, but Lang Ying did not turn pale, and said, "Are you here to kill me?"
Thanks for not answering, the next moment, he flashed to Lang Ying, grabbed his hair, and pressed it to the ground.
It worked!
Under the sad and happy face, the corner of Xie Lian's mouth raised unconsciously. Sure enough, sure enough! He can defeat Lang Ying!
Originally, he was bound by the status of a priest, and there was nothing he could do with this man with the fortune of an emperor, but after abandoning his status as a priest, he could finally defeat Lang Ying. Xie Lian's heart was beating wildly, and he was about to make the next move, but his color suddenly changed: "What sound?"
Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, he heard the tiny baby crying again, but in this hall, there was no baby at all!
Confirm again, no. The cry came from the mouth of Lang Ying, his subordinate!
More precisely, it was Lang Ying's body. Xie Lian tore off his clothes, his eyes widened suddenly, and Huo Di got up: "...What is this?!"
Lang Ying slowly turned over and sat up and said, "Don't be afraid."
This sentence is not for Xie Lian, but for the things on him.
On Lang Ying's chest, there were two faces, each of which was the size of a real person, with a huge tumor protruding. The big one has a beautiful face, and it can be vaguely seen that it looks like a woman. The small one is wrinkled and looks like a baby, and the sound of crying is coming from the mouth of this "baby". .
Human face epidemic!
Thanks for pity: "How can you have a face epidemic?!"
Lang Ying said, "This is not a human-faced epidemic."
Thanks for the pity: "Where is this not a human face epidemic? What is this not a human face epidemic?"
Lang Yingdao: "this is my wife and son. It's not the kind of thing you said."
While speaking in a low voice, he raised his hand and gently stroked the two faces on his body. It was really like a husband and father stroking his wife and children. But those two faces either couldn't even open their eyes, or they could only open their mouths and cry, empty of human figures, not human-like.
After a while, Lang Ying looked up and said: "Where is Bai Wuxiang? He said that my wife will come back, but it's been so long, how come she still can't speak? What's going on? Call him to find me! "
Hearing this, Xie Lian understood and said, "You, let Bai Wuxiang raise the resentment of your wife and son on you?"
It turns out that the formations in the palace along the way are not to prevent foreign things, but to prevent the things hidden inside from escaping! Lang Ying, who has become the lord of the country, is secretly feeding these two with his own flesh and blood. Wraith!
Xie pity still wants to come to him to settle accounts, but who knows that he doesn't need to do anything at all, Lang Ying has already planted himself with a human face disease. The two epidemic faces must have been on him for a long time, and even the tiny hands and feet grew out together, hanging down cumbersomely, deformed and terrifying. Moreover, they have sucked up the host's nutrients. Lang Ying's two rows of ribs are abnormally prominent, and his lower abdomen is shriveled. His complexion is sallow and his body is haggard. Not alone at all.
It seems that although he won the battle and became the lord of the country, his life was not very good. Xie Lian didn't feel happy at all, grabbed Lang Ying and said angrily: "What are you kidding?!"
He hasn't killed the enemy yet, and the enemy himself is dying! What is this? What should I do?!
With this grab, something fell from Lang Ying's body, Yingying red light, bounced and rolled away. Lang Ying grabbed Xie Lian's hand and seemed to find it difficult to even do this action, panting: "Beads...that bead."
Xie Lian turned his head and saw that what was rolling on the ground was actually the red coral bead he gave to Lang Ying. Lang Yingdao: "I always wanted to tell you, thank you for your beads."
Hearing this sentence, Xie Lian was stunned. He didn't expect him to suddenly say this sentence. It seemed that something turned up in his heart, and he was forced to press it down, saying: "You!..."
Lang Ying whispered: "Just give it to me sooner. It's a pity..."
Before he finished speaking, Xie Lian's body sank, and Lang Ying fell down with his eyes open.
Xie Lian hadn't reacted yet, Wuming said: "His Royal Highness, he is dead."
"..."
Thanks for the pity: "Dead?"
Looking down, Lang Ying's pupils have begun to dilate, he is really dead.
Xie Lian murmured: "Why did he die like this?"
He hasn't done anything to Lang Ying, why did he die?
And, speaking of him, he died quite happily. He completed his revenge against Xianle, brought his close relatives with him, and was ready to meet under Huangquan. He's had enough suffering in the world, and dying is a kind of relief, just die. On the contrary, it is thanks to pity, and now there is no object of revenge!
The full of grievance and resentment finally turned into a feeling - hateful, hateful! It is so hateful!
Lang Ying fell down and didn't move, but the two faces on his chest seemed to know that the host was dead, and suddenly they all cried together, whining, piercing, louder than the sound of fingernails scratching on gold and iron. Unbearable. Xie Lian was already going crazy, he pulled out the black sword, and was about to go down with a sword to shut them up, but the black-clothed warrior pulled out the sword with a "slam". The sword light flashed, and Lang Ying's body was chopped into several pieces, a dozen pieces, a few hundred pieces... Flesh and blood flew. Xie Lian was taken a step ahead by him before he started, and said coldly: "Who asked you to do this?"
Wuming said: "You don't have to get your Highness's hands dirty."
At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door, and a young man's voice shouted: "Uncle!"
Who? Xie pity turned his head and saw that the door of the hall was wide open, and a teenage boy was standing at the door, looking towards this side. He was smiling all over his face, but as soon as he stepped in, he saw corpses all over the floor, and he was stunned. Xie pity said indifferently: "Who are you?"
The young man said: "I..." Turning his eyes, he saw the corpse on the ground again, and said in shock, "Uncle!"
At this time, someone outside shouted: "His Royal Highness! Don't run around, the king said, you can't run around in the palace! Don't make it difficult for me in the middle of the night..."
Your Royal Highness?
Lang Ying's son is dead, this young man calls Lang Ying "uncle", it must be Lang Ying's other prince, Prince Yong'an!
The little prince also reacted and said in horror: "Ghost! There is a ghost! Come..." Before he shouted a few words, the black-clothed warrior slapped him on the neck, and the Yongan Prince fainted in a pool of blood. among. However, the shouts had already passed out, and there was a commotion outside: "What? Did you hear?" "Guards! Guards!"
Xie pity's eyes moved, and the black-clothed warrior bowed his head slightly, signaling to him to solve it, and walked out. In an instant, all the noise outside was cut off. Stepping out of the hall, a large number of guards fell to the ground, and the warrior in black stood in the middle, the slender long knife dripping blood, and it was solved with one knife. And there was a new noise in the distance, and a new group of guards came, shouting "Protect the King!" "Protect His Royal Highness!!"
Xie pity turned around indifferently, ignoring him. Sure enough, within a moment, those voices seemed to be harvested by a knife, and they were all annihilated. Immediately, the black-clothed warrior silently followed.
Xie Lian turned his head slightly and said, "The imperial palace, it's burnt."
Wuming nodded and said, "Yes."
The raging fire ignited, and two long black silhouettes stood in front of the fire, and the shadows on the ground were constantly distorted, deformed, and elongated.
After such a big commotion, all the palace people in Yong'an Palace were awakened long ago. When they were fighting the fire or escaping, they screamed and cried all over the sky, exactly the same as when the Xianle Palace was burned.
The black-robed warrior said, "Your Highness, what do you want to do next?"
The man in white said coldly, "Go to Langer Bay."
Before Xianle destroyed the country, Xie Lian had been to Langer Bay countless times. Every time go, it is for the rain to save people, the body and mind are exhausted, and the pace is heavy. This time, he came for the exact opposite purpose, but it was all lighthearted.
After surviving the drought and receiving strong support from the new lord, Langer Bay has long since recovered. The streets and alleys are full of joy, and the pedestrians are all elated, which is very different from the bleak situation a few years ago. There is only one place that remains bleak, and that is the Hall of Prince Xianle.
No one will come to the ruined Prince's Palace, so Xie Lian chose the habitat here. At this moment, he is meditating in the temple.
These resentful spirits should have found the host, the target of the curse soon, but because Lang Ying is dead, they are still struggling now, crying and screaming to Xie Lian, Xie Lian closed his eyes Just wave away. He frowned and said, "Wait, don't worry, it will free you all!"
At this time, a voice said: "Your Highness."
Xie Lian opened his eyes and saw the black-clothed warrior kneeling on one knee in front of him.