Fighting Soul Clan Emperor Master

"Moxi Moxi? Oh? Elder Tianxuan? Is it Xiaojiu?"

"..."

"Okay..." Nodding with satisfaction, Soul Star Meng closed the communication jade slip, walked forward alone, walked through the corridor in front of him, and came to a mural of Dou Qi.

This is no ordinary mural. It is a painting of the elders and clan leaders of the past generations of the Soul Clan, as well as the figures who serve them. This is a painting of anyone who has contributed to the Soul Clan, or is a relative or lover of a certain important person. After death, it will be clearly shown here.

.

All in all, this can be regarded as a "Hokage Mountain" that can form on its own.

If he retires and gives up his position or takes a lunch, his ordinary face will appear here in the future - Soul Star Meng couldn't help but think. In fact, he did appear in this mural before, but later it turned out that

Disappear and go away.

The room was dark and lonely, probably no one had been here for a long time.

The people on it are famous and powerful men in the past, but what Soul Star Meng wants to see when he comes here today is not them.

Moving forward without hesitation, he stopped in front of a portrait of a woman in a white shirt.

"...I didn't come here specifically to see what you look like because I forgot about it! I just hope that when I see your sister in the future, I won't admit my mistake."

He was obviously talking to himself, but as if he wanted to confide in the woman in the painting, Soul Star Meng deliberately spoke in a twisted and arrogant tone.

This vindictive mural is indeed magical and lifelike. Standing in front of the portrait is like standing in front of a real person, and the familiar atmosphere seems to come through time and space.

The painting depicts a woman in a white shirt, with a few streaks of black hair beside her crystal earlobes. Her beautiful and noble face is unpainted. Her crystal white and tender skin has a faint blush. Her sandalwood lips are slightly pursed. She doesn’t know what she is thinking, but the most attractive thing is that she is wearing a white shirt.

Yes, it's her pupils, those golden eyes, which contain a lot of compassion and compassion.

A person's eyes are the windows to his soul. These eyes are as clear as springs and as bright as stars. In those pure eyes, there is love and attachment for all life in the world, yearning for beautiful things, and sympathy for suffering.

There is also the self-confidence to change evil and become good, and the awareness to devote oneself to ideals. All these show that she sincerely hopes that everyone in this world will be happy.

Soul Star Meng did not look away for a long time. He seemed to want to engrav the appearance of the woman in the painting firmly in his heart - at least not to forget it in a few years.

Such a beautiful and fairy-like woman also has a fairy-like mind. But like the beginning of all tragedies, such a woman will always fall in love with a hopeless villain.

Soul Star Meng stood silently like this for an unknown amount of time. Suddenly, he looked at the woman in white shirt in the painting and said softly: "You are just a little stupid."

As he said that, Soul Star Meng was momentarily entangled with the complicated emotions in his heart and was speechless.

"Don't worry, I will definitely take good care of our daughter. Our daughter looks like you, but her personality is like mine."

I know her gentleness, kindness, and virtuousness very well. Even her face, now only a portrait, looks so beautiful.

Soul Star Meng suddenly approached the scroll, smiled suddenly, full of energy, and said: "Also, your spiritual clan has been destroyed by me, but there is still one person left, your sister, she is still alive and well

."

Although he was describing the fact that he was desperate for this woman, there was no regret or shame in his tone, but it was as if he was talking about a child who accidentally broke a vase.

Naturally, the woman in the painting could not tell her lover. Soul Star Meng immediately laughed and said: "I forgot before, but now I have remembered your appearance. Your sister, looks the same as you? When I started,

, I won’t admit my mistake.”

After saying this, he stood up and left, closing the door that would not open again for who knows how long. He walked back to the door of his mansion, but suddenly stopped and looked back into the distance.

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On the top floor of the Soul Palace Headquarters, in the room of the Deputy Palace Master, there are currently two people sitting in it - one of the Deputy Palace Masters of the Soul Palace and Han Yue.

"I've seen it, and I heard that you are leaving the Soul Palace, but - why are you here again now?"

While asking questions casually, the beautiful and mature female deputy palace master was randomly playing with various statues. After Han Yue understood that these were made by the "prey" of the royal sister in front of her, her heart was filled with confusion.

I always feel a little nauseous.

After Han Yue destroyed the Stone Clan, she felt disgusted by the disgusting behavior of the Soul Clan in the Soul Palace, and at the same time she was disgusted with herself covered in blood. Having had her family massacred, she no longer wanted to see other people suffer from this, and

She also promised her sister, so she planned to leave in the Soul Palace.

Fortunately, the Soul Palace is difficult to enter and exit, and it is not strict about the withdrawal of personnel. This is also because almost no one is willing to leave under the protection of this huge force. For the personnel who leave, the Soul Palace adopts the method of severing ties and severing ties. If there are any

They will never show mercy when it comes to massacring a city or genocide.

Han Yue, who looked a little panicked, said softly: "I'm sorry, I also know that this is wrong, but I...have no one to rely on anymore...I also tried my best to pay the reward..."

"No, no, privately I quite appreciate you. As a 'friend', you tell me."

No one cares about the price paid by a person who was once his subordinate. From the perspective of the Soul Palace, this time must be a loss-making business.

Although Han Yue's expression was very sad, she still stood up slowly and said softly: "I just returned home... and found out that my only relative now - my sister, she went to Tianfu..."

"..."

…

…

The clouds and mist surround the hall, making it look majestic. This is the component of one of the forces in Tianfu - Hua Zong. There, soul perceptions are constantly sweeping back and forth, like a dragnet. This kind of defense, even if it is

If an ant breaks into it, it will be noticed immediately.

But in the center of such a tight place, no one expected that red blood would drip from the tip of the sword and spread all over the ground.

Staring blankly at the red lotus flower dripping from the red gun pole to the ground, the two immortals of Qinghua could not believe that they would be assassinated in the core hall of Huazong, and...

The sword pierced their hearts, and they were defenseless. Either the other party was very skilled at eliminating aura, or the other party was the one who left them unsuspecting. This time, they met these two people at the same time.

"Yun Yun, you traitor!"

A sweet and fishy smell rushed straight to her nose. Fairy Qing clenched her teeth and suppressed the blood that was about to spurt out. She said angrily: "Okay, okay! These are people from the Soul Palace, you...

"

Fairy Hua also raised her pale eyes and said sadly to Yun Yun: "I didn't expect... Granny Hua and us were all deceived by you."

Yun Yun fell silent, but her disciple Nalan Yanran smiled and said: "Unexpected, it was completely unexpected. I didn't expect the master to come here. Now the Soul Palace has given me the opportunity to sneak into Tianfu and kill a woman."

Order, I just searched around Tianfu for ways to invade. Speaking of it, it was fate. You were killed by your successor, and that old man Yao was also killed by his successor. You like that old man Yao, and so does my master.

Then Xiao Yan..."

The two immortals Qinghua were filled with sorrow and hatred. They were dying, but their fighting spirit suddenly began to flow, and they wanted to fight back before they died.

Nalan Yanran and Yun Yun were not merciful. Fighting energy exploded from their swords. The two Qinghua immortals were directly blasted out by the sword light. Their hearts were completely destroyed by this blow, but the life force of the half-saint still did not kill them.

His body twitched violently several times, his teeth were clenched, and blood slowly spilled from his lips. His eyes were filled with hatred and remorse, staring straight at the two Yun Yun.

But with this kind of injury, perhaps death would be better. There is no hope of survival with this kind of fatal injury. They are just dying people who are miserable and struggling to breathe.

"If you didn't plan to let the teacher be the leader of the sect, and didn't put her in a position where she would definitely meet Xiao Yan in the future, she might just survive in this secret way, but you two old fools didn't see the look on my master's face

Do you look reluctant? I asked so many of you not to choose, but to choose my master."

A trace of pride flashed in Nalan Yanran's eyes, and she raised her sword with a smile. The invisible sword energy spread all over the two of them like a rain of death, beating them into a hornet's nest without causing any movement.

Looking blankly at the corpse of the Second Immortal, Yun Yun asked feebly: "Then the female disciple of the Huazong..."

"Ah, that's right. As long as they don't act recklessly, the Soul Palace will not take action against them." Nalan Yanran replied coldly in front of her once most respected and close master.

ps: Huh? Why does it seem to be the Secret History of the Flower Sect in the end?? Well, good boy, please don’t search for this.