The Fire-Chasing Herrscher Who Destroyed the World

"You three, please come with me."

Chaoyu said softly while walking:

"You three have to follow closely. Although our Taixu Mountain is sparsely populated, it is the residence of immortals at least, and the place is not small. In addition, the clouds and mists appear from time to time. Once you are alone and fall into the illusion again, it will be dangerous. ”

As soon as she finished speaking, another gust of wind blew across her face, completely blowing away the previously vague clouds and mist. The whole world suddenly became extremely clear, as if the wind was deliberately going against people.

Lin Chaoyu's hands in his sleeves were clasped together again, and an unknown premonition surged in his heart.

The master's teachings to them did not stop at martial arts, especially Lin Chaoyu. In the first years of following the immortal, the immortal had no intention of "accepting disciples", and she was also old when she started, and her potential was limited, so the immortal taught It gave her more things... more things about this world.

There are some contents that she still cannot fully understand. For example, she can understand that the ground beneath her feet is a rotating ball, but she cannot understand why people will not be thrown out. She can understand that the world revolves around the sun, but she cannot understand why the world must revolve around the sun...

But she knows that even if she throws away all these teachings, she also knows that the so-called "superstition" is just self-deception. It depends on human beings, not ghosts and gods.

So what if the wind wants to go against her? Does it have anything to do with their plan? Could it be that the wind could blow their conspiracy into Master's ears?

No, it's impossible, it doesn't matter at all.

However, luck is something that cannot be explained clearly.

From the appearance of these three Rakshasa people as variables, to Feng who deliberately wanted to oppose her, although she couldn't explain the specific reason, she felt a kind of panic, as if something in the dark had been targeting them. ...Is it Master? Does the master who can create the illusion of asking one's mind really not know what they are thinking?

When she thought of this possibility, sticky cold sweat instantly covered her back. The wind continued to fight against her, pressing the clothes knitted by her master against her back, making the touch of sweat more obvious.

"If we don't do this, we will only suffer more in the future."

The annoying voice of the second child sounded in Zhaoyu's ears. Although he didn't want to admit it, maybe... there was no way out.

She walked forward on her own, and did not look back to speak for a long time. She did not need to judge the movements of the people behind her through her eyes. Her attainment of Taixu Sword Qi was indeed not as good as others, but she could observe it with her hearing. The movement around the body is a necessary skill for Jianghu people.

She just kept moving forward in silence. The courtyard she passed along the way was not dilapidated, but the walls were covered with geckos. Although the masonry under her feet was cleaned every day, there were still light green moss marks around the masonry. The stone itself is also worn so smooth that if the light is just right, a person's face can even be reflected when he lowers his head...

These are all traces of time, not traces of the thirty years she followed her master. These times are too short compared to the life that master has experienced.

In her impression, on the first day she followed the immortal up the mountain, these courtyards were much more dilapidated than what she saw now. She took on the responsibility of cleaning at that time. The first step was to clean the masonry under her feet.

Then, from that day on, the time of these bricks, these courtyards seemed to be frozen.

No matter what happens, they will always be like this. Chaoyu sometimes even feels that...compared to his disciples, the master is more similar to these mossy geckos and old bricks. Their time is frozen in a certain moment a long time ago, thirty years ago. Thousands of years ago, or perhaps even longer ago.

However, the master can remain unchanged as an immortal, bricks and tiles can remain unchanged as dead objects, but people are bound to change.

Taking a deep breath, he continued to move forward, crossing the semicircular arch, and the crisp sound of the swords colliding became more and more obvious.

"Second Senior Sister, look at the sword!"

The young man's voice was as high-spirited as ever, but Lin Chaoyu frowned.

But when she turned around, she still had to force a smile - even though she was already used to it.

"The previous courtyards are a bit dilapidated. I will take you to the guest rooms further inside, and you will also meet my junior brothers and sisters. Master did not say how long he wants you to stay here, but it will probably not be short. , those who look up but never look down will always be familiar with us..."

"Then there's Ms. Lao Chaoyu."

Otto looked at her expression carefully, which made Lin Chaoyu more and more uncomfortable - was his performance so obvious? Did even this stranger, a Rakshasa, notice something unusual? What about Master...will she also...

Looking back carefully, she has made many mistakes and said many things that should not have been said since before. Is this her behavior in panic, or... is she actually longing to remind Master in this way? Or was she eager to ruin the woman's plans in this way?

No, this is impossible, absolutely impossible!

Lin Chaoyu clenched his sleeves, turned around again, and walked forward.

She could feel a thoughtful gaze following her back - the hateful Rakshasa! Fear and anger struck together. Fear was okay, but who was the anger directed at? Is it for the Rakshasa people, for the master, for Su Mei, or for herself?

Lin Chaoyu couldn't figure it out, so she chose the most embarrassing way - she didn't want to think about it anymore!

She unknowingly quickened her pace, and Vera had to trot to keep up with her, but neither of the two Rakshasa people asked her to slow down, which only made her anger and fear even higher -

It turned out that not only Otto, but also Karen could see it.

What about Master?

She bit her lip and continued to move forward, but her heart gradually became cold.

"I'm sorry. Originally, you didn't have to die here, but now it seems..."

Before she could finish reciting this sentence silently in her heart, she had already arrived at the martial arts arena.

In fact, if she walked slowly at the previous speed, it might still take a while, and it was precisely because she sped up that she saw the scene in front of her—

"Ding!"

The golden long sword rolled eight times in the air and plunged deeply into the ground. The boy, whose appearance was so delicate that his gender was almost indistinguishable, stared blankly at his empty hands until the red-haired girl opposite him used his horizontal sword. The wooden sword tapped lightly on his head.

"Ouch!"

The girl had obviously lost 80% of her strength, but the boy still screamed exaggeratedly, and then simply squatted down and rolled on the ground with his head in his hands.

"Alas... Little Ma, your sword shape is still a bit weak after all!"

When she saw his exaggerated look, the girl put her hands on her hips and chuckled:

"Tsk, tsk, tsk! Stop pretending, little pony. I have no strength at all. Why, you still want to trick me into helping you and get into my arms like before?"

"As a senior sister, you never know how to let Yanqing go."

Lin Chaoyu tried her best to keep her voice steady. She took two quick steps forward, then slowly helped the sixth junior brother up from the ground, patted the dust on his body, and then turned around to look at her second junior sister Su Mei.

"Taixu Sword Qi is more suitable for women to practice. Yanqing is still seven years younger than you. It is not easy to be able to practice the sword shape to such an extent. You should always give more encouragement. Furthermore, Yanqing is also young. We are not young anymore. Although we usually get along like family members, after all, men and women are different and we have to keep a good balance. "

"Senior sister is right!"

Su Mei nodded vigorously, the smile on her face not diminishing at all. I don’t know why, but that face is clearly not one that will captivate a country. It may be very beautiful in the mortal world, but it doesn’t stand out much on Mount Taixu. But she just smiled so lightly, and it seemed as if an invisible energy rippled from her body, gently touching the heartstrings of everyone around her.

"Gulu——"

Lin Chaoyu turned his head and glanced unexpectedly, only to see that Otto, a man, had no expression on his face, while Kallen, a girl, swallowed her saliva and looked at Su Mei, her eyes shining.

"Are all Rakshasa people so strange?"

Before she had time to think about anything, she heard another voice:

"Gulu——"

Lin Chaoyu looked down, and the sixth junior brother raised his head and glanced at her innocently, then turned to stare at Su Mei's smiling face and swallowed again.

"..."

Feeling the strength of the senior sister's hold on his hand gradually increasing, Ma Yanqing quickly lowered his head and stared at his toes.

"Pony, what are you doing with your head down?"

Su Mei spread her hands:

"Is there something wrong with what the senior sister said? Among the seven of us, only the senior sister has studied the sword form deeply. She said that you practiced the sword form well. Who dares to refute? And Xiao Ma, you seem to have grown up a lot. Woolen cloth……"

Then she pretended to lift her chin and murmured to herself:

"That's true. Wanxi Wanru, Ling Shuang, and Su Yi are only three or four years older than Xiao Ma'er. We need to know how to get along with each other in the future. Alas... Senior sisters are like mothers. They have brought us up since childhood, and it is still up to our master to It’s best for me to take care of the pony.”

This time, Lin Chaoyu could not control the muscle twitching on his face at all.

The Immortal had no intention of accepting a disciple. When she started to practice Taixu Sword Qi, she was already old and had passed the best training time. She had no hope of Jian Yun or Sword God, and even the sword intention could only be comprehended. So she could only study the shape of the sword. This was a forced and helpless move, and she couldn't complain. If Su Mei is just alluding to this, that's it... Why do you need to mention age?

Among the junior brothers and sisters, even the oldest Su Mei is fifteen years younger than her. In this era when girls can get married long ago, it is not bad to say that she is enough to be the mother of all the junior brothers and sisters. but……

Lin Chaoyu calmed down quickly. She didn't know what was wrong with Su Mei today. Normally, the relationship between the two was pretty good. The so-called "hateful" emotion was just compared to other people's... No, it was more often just her own. Jealousy was at work, but why did Su Mei take the initiative to provoke her again and again today?

Fortunately, Chaoyu always had a good temper and quickly calmed down. He pretended not to hear the sharpness in Su Mei's words and pointed at Otto and Kallen to introduce them to everyone...

Unexpectedly, Su Mei took the lead again:

"These three are the guests brought back by master, right? We already knew it! Master just came here and told Wanxi and Wanru to clean up the guest rooms inside. Is that almost done now?"

The corners of Lin Chaoyu's mouth twitched, and for a moment he didn't know what else he could do.

Su Mei turned around generously and waved to a girl sitting with her knees in the corner of the martial arts arena:

"Suyi, come here!"

Hearing the second senior sister's voice, Qin Suyi's whole body trembled for no reason. But after two or three breaths, she stood up obediently, lowered her head and walked to Su Mei.

"Suyi, take these three Rakshasa guests to the guest room. Your senior sister and I have something to talk about!"

Looking at the smiling second senior sister, Qin Suyi buried her head deeply into her shoulders, and then nodded imperceptibly.

"Okay, let's go!"

Su Mei gently rubbed the top of her head.

Lin Chaoyu stood aside and watched all this coldly, never letting go of Ma Yanqing's hand. She turned her attention to the last person in the martial arts arena, a girl who looked about the same age as Qin Suyi.

The girl was dressed in white, but half of her hair was as white as snow. Her eyes were closed, her left hand was tucked behind her waist, and her right hand was stretched out in front of her. She held a yellowing leaf between her index and middle fingers. There was an iron rod standing on the ground three steps in front of her.

The iron rod didn't move, and neither did the girl. Only her dress swayed gently in the direction of the wind. But I don't know if it was an illusion, but the girl's clothes, which were supposed to be as soft as water, were as straight as a sword.

She was fascinated by what she saw for a moment, using everything around her as a sword. This was exactly the sword she wanted... But that was not the limit of this girl...

When she came to her senses, she realized that the three Rakshasa people had already followed Su Yi. Su Mei took two steps forward, stood close to her, then looked down at her junior brother and said softly:

"Little Ma, go and keep an eye on the Rakshasa people and your little junior sister."

Lin Chaoyu held Ma Yanqing's hand, and naturally felt her junior brother's suddenly accelerated heartbeat clearly, but before she could stop it, Yanqing suddenly broke away from her hand.

"Just stare at the Rakshasa people, why are you staring at Su Yi?"

"Oh, you don't know yet."

Su Mei looked away from Lin Chaoyu. Her right hand hung straight by her side, her left hand held the elbow of her right arm, and she suddenly became extremely sad.

"Su Yi seemed to have noticed something. Before the master came back, she was talking to herself in the corner and wanted to remind the master."

"So? What did you do to her?"

"It's nothing. I just scared her casually and then told her some things... that she forgot many years ago."

"Things you forgot?"

Lin Chaoyu was stunned. She really didn't understand what Su Mei meant at first. When she realized what she meant, her face suddenly became extremely distorted:

"You...you shouldn't...she doesn't need to know that!"

"Why not?"

Chaoyu didn't know how to speak for a while. She was silent for a long time before repeating in a daze:

"She doesn't need to know that."

"Maybe, but now she knows."

Lin Chaoyu closed his eyes in pain:

"Why bother, Su Mei. The reason why Master erased her memory is because he didn't want her to suffer like you... Didn't you also advise her not to recall those forgotten memories before?"

"This time, that time."

Su Mei replied stiffly:

"Besides, I don't think she has the right to know who killed her parents."

"..."

Lin Chaoyu pursed his lips tightly and turned his head, looking at the white clouds slowly floating in the mountains.

"Those two Rakshasa people saw something."

she says.

"I saw it, so I deliberately provoked you. I don't know how much you exposed. I hope that the performance just now can make the Rakshasa blame your problem on me."

Then there was nothing left to say.

They are obviously senior sisters and junior sisters for more than ten years, but they are standing together now, but they have nothing to say.

Finally, it was Lin Chaoyu who spoke first:

"Yanqing is not willing."

Su Mei shook her head:

"I know he is reluctant, but he will definitely listen to me."

"..."

"Wanxi and Wanru have no choice but to listen to me."

"What if Su Yi still wants to inform Master?"

"She won't."

"What to do with the Rakshasa people?"

Seeing that the senior sister finally asked a valuable question, Su Mei turned around and looked at her and said:

"With them, there won't be much difference without them. It's just a small change. Naturally, there is no chance to act today, so let's leave it to tomorrow morning. If we really have to compete with the master, the outcome will only be a matter of seconds. Will they be willing to help the master return the favor? Two people said, and we only need to stab the fatal sword under the cover of six people."

When Su Mei finished speaking, a sword light flashed behind her. She turned around and looked with Lin Chaoyu. She saw Ling Shuang standing still, with dead leaves still between her fingers, and the iron rod outside the walk had been separated. One thousand and twenty-four pieces of the same size.

Su Mei picked up a piece that fell at her feet. It was as thick as dough and the fracture was as smooth as a mirror.

"Ding!"

She flicked it with her nails, and the sound was clear and long.

…………

"Three... three, three, three, the guest room is in front... in front."

Otto didn't say anything. He held his chin in one hand and glanced to the side. Next to him was the main hall where the immortals were. Their guest room was still some distance away from the main hall.

After walking about a hundred steps, the girl who led the way trembled and quickly stepped aside, muttering something to herself in a voice as thin as a mosquito.

Otto raised his head and saw two very similar-looking women standing at the door of the yard. One was facing him, and the other was standing sideways in an extremely weird way, as if she was hiding something. It was this way that she hid half of her face. Their faces made Otto unsure for a moment whether they were twin sisters.

As for the two of them, apart from their extremely similar looks, what is even more consistent is the sadness in their expressions.

Of course, from the time he climbed Taixu Mountain to now, Otto has become accustomed to this look.

It’s just... he seemed to feel something, seemed to smell something familiar...

"You two can rest in this courtyard for the time being. There are exactly two rooms in the courtyard, and the beds and bedding have been packed away."

She spoke softly to the one standing there. Her tone was gentle, making it difficult not to think of the soft goose down blanket, but I don't know if it was an illusion, but there was something stiff and lifeless between the softness. Feel.

Otto was about to say thank you when Karen unexpectedly grabbed his wrist.

Since the First World War on the Kipchak Grassland, the two of them had rarely had physical contact, but before Otto had time to rejoice, he heard Karen's sharp cry:

"Black Death!"

Otto was stunned for a moment, then turned his attention to the girl who had been standing sideways.

"Um?"

Karen was in a state of desperation, and what she blurted out was naturally not in Chinese. Whether it was Wanru, Wanxi or Suyi, all they heard was a scream. As for what they said, it was unknown.

After lowering his head and thinking for a while, Otto suddenly took a step forward, bowed first, and then asked:

"Miss, could you turn your body around?"

"Rakshasa, what do you want to do!"

Wanxi, who had been very gentle just now, immediately drew out her long sword and cut a horizontal line on the bricks in front of her, separating herself, her sister and the Rakshasa people into two worlds.

Otto looked at the horizontal line that was only two fingers away from his toes. He was wise enough not to step forward, but patiently explained:

"Excuse me, young lady, is your sister suffering from a strange disease? I am not afraid of your laughter. I am also a very famous doctor in Rakshasa. I have also dealt with similar symptoms and saved many people... …”

He emphasized the last sentence very strongly, which he may not have even noticed.

"So, I want to take a look at your sister's symptoms. Maybe I can cure her?"

"Clang!"

The long sword fell to the ground, and Otto saw that the eyes of the girl in front of him were covered with mist for an instant, and the girl who had been standing sideways slowly opened her mouth, one, two, three...

More and more tears rolled silently down my cheeks.

Su Yi, who had been standing aside, just took a breath and ran towards the way he came without caring about anything.

Karen understood something and a smile appeared on her lips.

But Otto didn't. He froze on the spot. It had nothing to do with anything else. But the moment he said those words, he felt a sigh of relief and contentment in his mind.

Then, the breathing sound that has always existed belongs to the void...

Disappeared.