Chapter 194 Nameless ghost worships the nameless flower

His emotions were still immersed in the screams of those resentful spirits, but he couldn't return to his senses for a while, his face under the mask was covered in cold sweat, and he said, "...don't call me those two words."

Every time he heard someone call him like that, it was like reminding him of something, which made him extremely irritable, and every time he called, he was shocked. Wuming said, "Your Highness will always be Your Highness."

Xie pity looked over. Of course, couldn't see the face of the black-clothed warrior, only a smiling face. When the other party looked at his face, he could only see a pale mask.

He said coldly: "If you call me like that again, you will be blown away. Don't think you are really strong."

The black-clothed boy bowed his head and said nothing. Xie Lian calmed down and said: "Go and explore the Langer Bay area to find the most suitable location for setting up the formation."

Wuming said: "Yes."

Xie Lian closed his eyes, paused, opened his eyes again, looked at the black-clothed warrior, frowned and said, "Why haven't you left yet?"

The black-clothed warrior said, "The location is set, so what about the time?"

"time?"

"The dead souls can't wait, they must help them find the object of the curse, and it can't be delayed for too long."

It really can't be delayed too long. After a moment of silence, Xie Lian said, "Three days later."

Wuming said again: "Why is it three days later?"

I don't know why, Xie Lian was a little impatient when he talked to him, and said: "Three days later, it will be the night of the full moon. At that time, the power of the human face epidemic will be greatly increased. You are asking too much. Just leave."

Wuming nodded and stepped back silently. Xie Lian closed his eyes again and covered his forehead, hoping to relieve this headache. At this moment, he heard a few cold ridicules from behind.

As soon as heard the familiar sneer, Xie Lian's blood seemed to freeze. He turned around abruptly, and sure enough, behind him, sat a snow-white figure with a sad face and a mourning dress with large sleeves, with his arms wrapped around his sleeves, watching him from the altar.

White without phase!

Xie Lian drew his sword and stabbed it. The man in white made a "ding" sound, his two fingers clamped the sword's edge, and sighed: "As I expected, this look is really suitable for you."

If they didn't take off their masks, the two were almost identical from head to toe. After a fight, the two men in white clashed back and forth, and outsiders would not be able to tell who was who. Bai Wuxiang easily avoided Xie Lian Jianfeng, and said: "His Royal Highness, you buried your parents in that barren and desolate foreign land, don't you feel wronged them?"

Xie Lian's heart sank and said: "You moved the corpse of my father and mother? You destroyed their corpses?!"

Bai Wuxiang said: "No, on the contrary. I buried them for you."

Hearing this, Xie Lian was stunned, and Bai Wuxiang said: "I helped you bring them to the Xianle Emperor's Mausoleum, and put on rare jade clothes for them, which can keep their bodies from rot for thousands of years. So, next time you go When I visit them, I can still see their remains as if they were strangers." He told Xie Lian the location of the Emperor's Mausoleum and how to enter, which should have been told to Xie Lian by the country lord and the country teacher, but they didn't have time. If you do this, you will die and die. Xie Lian was surprised and said: "How do you know how to enter the Xianle Emperor's Mausoleum?"

Bai Wuxiang smiled and said, "As long as it is about you, His Royal Highness, I know everything."

Xie pity scolded: "You know a fart!"

When such vulgar and explicit words came out of his mouth, he was still not used to it. Bai Wuxiang seemed to see through his thoughts again, looked at him for a moment, and said warmly: "It doesn't matter. From now on, there will be nothing to bind you, and no one will have extra expectations for you, let alone. Someone will know who you really are. So, you can do whatever you want."

After listening to this sentence, Xie Lian felt a strange feeling in his heart.

What is this monster looking for him for?

court.

Yes. Although it sounds ridiculous, Xie Lian's intuition told him that this thing is to show him. Whether it is to bury his father and mother, or to comfort him, it is all for this purpose.

He must be very, very happy, happier than any time Xie Lian has seen him before. It seems that seeing such a pity makes him particularly happy, and involuntarily becomes soft and kind. This kind of kindness actually made Xie Lian feel a little grateful for a moment, but then, more, it was disgusting.

Xie Lianhan said: "Don't be too happy, don't think that I will let you stay in the world, when I destroy Yongan, I'm ready to come to you to settle accounts!"

Bai Wuxiang spread his hands and said: "I am extremely welcome, I am extremely happy. Even if you want to kill me, I will be here waiting for you. When you are really strong enough to kill me, you can leave the school. but"

The smile under his mask seemed to subside, and he said, "Are you really going to destroy Yongan?"

Thanks for the pity: "What do you mean?"

Bai Wuxiang said: "You can do it now, why do you have to choose it three days later? Could it be that you are hesitant to do it again? Could it be that you have reached the stage where your country is ruined and your family is destroyed, and you don't even have the courage to take revenge? ?Am I going to see another failure of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

The word "failure" is extremely piercing. Xie Lian raised his sword and slashed, but was kicked and stepped on the ground.

Bai Wuxiang didn't know how to grab the black sword in his hand, and his gentle and amiable tone turned to contempt, "Do you know what you look like now?"

Xie pity grabbed the snow-white boots on his chest, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move, he was firmly stepped on, and he couldn't turn over. Bai Wuxiang leaned down slightly and said: "You are like a child who is angry. You have not made up your mind at all."

Xie Lian said angrily: "Who said I didn't make up my mind?!"

Bai Wuxiang said: "Then what are you doing now? What about your curse? Your death and death? Your father and queen, your soldiers, and your people are so pitiful that you are such a god! You can't protect them, and you can't even avenge them when they die! You bastard!"

He exerted force on his feet, and a few traces of blood immediately overflowed from the sad and happy face of Xie Lian, which was gushing out of his throat.

Bai Wuxiang held the sword in his hand, and the black jade-like sword tip touched Xie Lian's throat, crossing the curse, awakening some memories of Xie Lian.

He said: "Do you want me to help you review the taste of Baijian piercing the heart?"

Excessive fear made Xie Lian hold his breath and dare not move. After scaring him, Bai Wuxiang became amiable again.

He removed his boots and helped Xie Lian who was stunned on the ground to sit up. He slammed his face and asked him to look in one direction: "Look, look. This is what you look like now."

What he let Xie Lian see was the dilapidated statue on the dilapidated platform.

The flower and sword in the hand of the prince's statue had long since disappeared. It was burned by fire, chopped with an axe, and thrown to the ground. The half of his body was charred and incomplete, and it was terrible to see. It is indeed very similar to himself in the remaining memory fragments of Xie Lian.

Bai Wuxiang said: "Who did you thank you for becoming like this? Do you think it's me?"

Xie Lian's brain seemed to have been forcibly washed once by him, and then repeatedly poured new things into it, becoming more and more confused and suspicious. He forgot even his anger, and said in confusion, "...What is your purpose? Why on earth are you pestering me?"

Bai Wuxiang said: "I said, I'm here to teach you. The third thing I teach you is: if you can't save the common people, then destroy the common people. If you step on the common people, they will worship you. !"

After he said this, Xie Lian's head suddenly hurt so much that he wanted to explode, he hugged his head and shouted.

It's those wraiths!

Countless resentful spirits screamed and cried in his head, and Xie Lian had a headache and wanted to roll on the ground. Bai Wuxiang laughed aside and said warmly: "They can't wait any longer. After three days, if you can't launch a human face epidemic, and you can't give them the object of their curse, the object of their curse will become you. You. Do you know what will happen to you then?"

Thanks for feeling that the cold black sword was stuffed into his hand again, and a voice said in his ear: "You have no chance to look back!"

When the headache slowly faded away, Xie Lian let go of his hand and opened his eyes. In the tattered Prince's Palace, he was the only one, and the other man in white just like him had long since disappeared.

I don't know how long it has passed, the night has already fallen, and the Prince's Palace is dark. Xie Lian moved in his heart and realized one thing.

Three days have passed, one day has passed.

At this time, in the pitch-black Prince's Palace, there seemed to be a flash of white.

The ghosts are messed up, thank you and turn your head, after seeing what the white smear is, the pupils under the mask shrink.

He grabbed the thing and said, "This...what's the matter with the flower?"

It was a bunch of fresh and weak white flowers, which were placed on the left hand of the incomplete charred statue, which looked extraordinarily white as snow, and also extraordinarily desolate.It seemed that the statue was covered in scars in order to protect this bunch of small flowers.

Xie Lian didn't know why he was so angry when he saw this scene, he shouted: "Ghost, come out!"

Not long after, the black-clothed warrior with the sword really appeared.Before he spoke, Xie Lian said: "What's going on with this flower? Who did it? Did you do it?"

Wuming bowed his head slightly, his eyes condensed for a moment on the flowers that were held in the hands of Xie Lian as if they were about to be suffocated, and finally, whispered: "It's not me."

Thanks for the pity: "Who put this thing?!"

Wuming said: "Why is Your Highness so upset when he sees this flower?"

Xie Lian's face became darker and he threw the flower on the ground, saying: "...This kind of prank is disgusting."

Wuming said: "Why does Your Highness think it is a prank? Maybe here, there are really His Highness's followers worshipping you."