Chen Jieqi sat in the middle of the carriage with his eyes closed. The mark between his eyebrows shone slightly, and Sheng Hui's voice sounded in Soul Ring.
"There is movement in the southwest."
Chen Jieqi didn't open his eyes. "What's the movement?"
"Spirit Hall's people are more than one." Sheng Hui paused, "There are others."
Chen Jieqi opened his eyes and looked into the distance outside the car window. "Evil Soul Master?"
"Yeah. Two groups of people are going in the same direction."
Chen Jieqi said nothing. He knew what was in that direction--Tang Hao, Tang San, Xiao Wu.
The voice of Sheng Hui continued, "Evil Soul Master and Spirit Hall are mortal enemies. They appeared there at the same time, not to fight."
"For what?"
"Win over Tang San's Asura breath, Evil Soul Master can smell it."
Chen Jieqi withdrew his gaze and leaned against the car wall. "That is his own business."
Sheng Hui said no more.
Abandoned Soul Hunting Inn, surrounded.
The morning light had just climbed up from behind the ridge, dyeing the forest pale gold.
Tang San stayed up all night, and they hid here for half the night. As soon as it dawned, black shadows seeped out from the woods.
Tang San stood by the window and looked outside through the damaged window lattice.
But in that golden piece, there were more than a dozen black shadows scattered on the edge of the woods around the inn, and their aura was extremely low.
It is the dark part of the Spirit Hall.
Tang San's Purple Demon Eye swept through every dark shadow.
Soul Emperor, at least eight.
The one in the lead has a deeper breath--Soul Saint!
He looked back at Tang Hao.
Tang Hao was leaning against the wall, eyes closed, and breathing heavily.
Ring Explosion The internal injuries caused by the severed meridians cannot be recovered in a day or two. His face was as white as paper.
Xiao Wu stood beside Tang San without speaking.
Her eyes were locked outside the window, and her body leaned forward slightly, like a beast ready to pounce at any time.
"Third Brother." Her voice was very soft.
"Hmm."
"I can fight."
Tang San was silent for a moment. "I know. But don't."
Xiao Wu said no more.
The black shadow outside the window began to move.
In the shrinking circle, the footsteps are very light, almost inaudible when stepping on the fallen leaves, but Tang San can hear it.
Then, another set of footsteps came from the other side of the woods.
He was wearing a gray-black robe with a hood pulled down so low that his face could not be seen clearly.
Their breath was cold and mixed, completely different from the previous one.
Seven people walked out from the depths of the woods and stood on the outside of the encirclement.
The leader of the ANBU stopped, turned around, and looked at the group of gray-robed men.
"Evil Soul Master." His voice was not high, but every word was filled with chill.
"Spirit Hall is doing something, you dare to come?"
A slender figure stepped out among the men in gray robes.
A pale chin was exposed under his hood, and the corners of his mouth curved in a cold arc.
"Spirit Hall is doing something? Arrest Clear Sky Douluo and his son?"
His voice was hoarse, like sandpaper rubbing against glass.
"We're not here to cause trouble. We're here to help."
"Help? Evil Soul Master, even the dogs won't believe it."
The Anbu leader's hand pressed on the hilt of the sword.
"Tang San."
The man in gray robe looked past the ANBU and landed on Tang San in the inn window.
"We are not here to trouble you. On the contrary, we can help you."
Tang San said nothing.
"Spirit Hall wants to kill you. Your father was seriously injured and now he can't even stand still.
How long can you last alone with a rabbit that just Soul Ancestor?"
His voice was lowered, with a strange bewitching tone.
"Come with us. We can protect you.
The power within you, we know what it is.
We can help you awaken it and control it."
The man in gray robe's words were like a needle pricking into something sleeping.
Tang San feels it moving.
It's the left hand, the hand that holds the hammer.
His fingers tightened uncontrollably, and the newly scabbed wound on the tiger's mouth collapsed again, and blood dripped down the handle of the hammer.
He wanted to let go, but couldn't.
A voice came from deep in the bone marrow, not a language, but a desire,
Longing for blood, longing to smash down, longing to smash everything in front of me into pulp.
"No." He said in his heart.
The thing paused, then smiled.
The fingers of his left hand were loosened one by one, Clear Sky Hammer hung by his side, and the hammer head nodded to the ground.
It gave way.
But Tang San knows that this is not obedience, but accounting.
"Are you done?" Tang San's voice was calm.
The man in gray robe was stunned for a moment.
"Get out of here when you're done."
The man in gray robe's smile froze, and the ANBU leader's mouth curved.
"Tang San, you rejected them. Then we also need to talk about the Spirit Hall."
Tang San didn't look at him. "There's nothing to talk about."
The ANBU leader raised his hand from the hilt of his sword.
"Then don't blame us..."
Before he finished speaking, the man in gray robe moved.
It's not to help Tang San, it's to kill ANBU.
No, crazier yes...
Behind the man in gray robe, a Evil Soul Master suddenly rushed towards the station window and went straight to Xiao Wu.
"Grab the chips first!"
That Evil Soul Master screamed, the sound was like nails scraping against an iron plate.
The ANBU leader's expression changed.
He didn't expect that Evil Soul Master would be so crazy and rush to arrest Spirit Hall before they could negotiate terms.
Clear Sky Hammer smashed through the wall. It was Tang Hao who took action.
He only has the power of one hammer, but this hammer doesn't hit anyone, it hits the ground.
The shock wave flew away the rushing Evil Soul Master, and also tore a hole in the ANBU's encirclement.
"Let's go!" Tang Hao's voice sounded weak from hemoptysis.
Tang San grabbed Xiao Wu's hand, jumped out of the crack, and jumped into the woods.
The sudden spasm of my left hand is the thing deep in the bone marrow that is collecting interest. It has given in and now wants a little control.
He gritted his teeth, pressed his left wrist with his right hand, and forced his fingers to open.
"Not now." He said in his mind.
The thing smiled and didn't answer, but its left hand recovered.
Xiao Wu looked at him, his brows furrowed more and more tightly, and his expression became more and more worried.
Behind him, the shouts of killing gradually faded away.·
Tang San There is no looking back.
A hundred miles away, the Huangdou motorcade was slowly moving forward on the official road.
Chen Jieqi leaned against the car window, closing his eyes. The mark between his eyebrows suddenly lit up, then darkened again.
He looked in the direction of the prince's carriage. The curtains were lowered and there was no movement.
In the prince's carriage, Xue Qinghe's fingers pressed on the feathers.
She didn't lift the curtain, but looked southwest for a long time.
But she felt it, just like him.
Two feathers burning in the same direction.
Sheng Hui's voice sounded. "There's a fight over there."
Chen Jieqi opened his eyes. "Who and whom?"
"The distance is very far," Sheng Hui said with some hesitation in his voice.
"But the fluctuations are very strong, the Soul Power after the explosion is chaotic, plus... another annoying smell."
Chen Jieqi was silent for a moment. "It's good if he leaves."
"Don't worry."
"Don't worry." Chen Jieqi opened his eyes and looked out the window.
"I can't control whether he leaves or not."
Sheng Hui said no more.
Chen Jieqi looked away, and the light from the mark between his eyebrows slowly faded away.
The resonance between the two feathers seemed like it had never existed before.
As night fell, the Huangdou team camped by a river.
The bonfire was lit, illuminating everyone's faces. Yu Feng squatted by the fire, stirring the soup in the pot, and Osler leaned next to him, eyes closed.
Shi Mo and Shi Mo are patrolling the edge of the camp, and Ye Lingling is organizing the medicine box.
Chen Jieqi was sitting on the other side of the fire, in a daze.
Dugu Bo came over and sat down next to him.
"You're absent-minded today."
Chen Jieqi said nothing.
"Is there any movement in the southwest?" Dugu Bo's voice was very low.
"My Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor was restless all night last night."
Dugu Bo didn't wait for his answer, the fire danced in his eyes,
"The energy fluctuations in that direction are not small."
"Spirit Hall and Evil Soul Master are fighting."
Chen Jieqi then said, "For Tang San and that rabbit."
Dugu Bo was silent for a moment. "That kid is very lucky."
Chen Jieqi threw the branch into the fire. "Yeah."
Dugu Bo glanced at him and didn't ask again.
He stood up and patted his clothes. "Go to bed early."
He turned and left.
Chen Jieqi sat by the fire and looked at the flames.
Sheng Hui's voice sounded. "You are thinking about Tang San."
Chen Jieqi did not deny it.
"How far do you think he can go?"
Chen Jieqi was silent for a long time.
"I don't know. But he won't die here."
"Why?"
Chen Jieqi looked at the flames,
"Because if he dies, Xiao Wu will sacrifice him.
Once it is sacrificed, it is truly gone and becomes something else."
He paused.
"I can't beat that thing yet. So he can't die yet."
Sheng Hui said no more.
In the distance, the river flows through the valley, making a low sound.
The bonfire crackled and sparks flew into the night sky, quickly disappearing into the darkness.