Xuanxia

Chapter 1123 There is only one thing left between us

Chapter 1123 There is only one thing left between us
A long time ago, deep in the lightless sea, there was the Tianzhu Cave.

"The variables are in the Styx."

Ning Baimei said calmly: "A thousand years ago, your plan ended in the hands of the Lord of the Styx; today, the Lord of the Styx once again appeared beside Fu Qingzhou."

"To combat such variables..."

"Only rely on me."

Hearing his words, the inhuman monster tilted its head, its central eyeball flashing with color: "What do you want to do?"

Ning Baimei smiled and said, "I want to... help Fu Qingzhou turn this variable into a constant."

……

Now, outside Xishuo City, Zhao Yuan walked in front, holding the scabbard of the King Sword, constantly swallowing up the white mist to clear a path. The seriously injured Fu Qingzhou followed behind him, his right arm slowly recovering under the flow of the natural essence.

"You said that Ning Baimei was controlling everything?"

Zhao Yuan looked back at him and gritted his teeth and said, "But what is he doing this for?"

"do not know……"

Fu Qingzhou said weakly: "I don't understand what he wants to do, but he started planning all this a long time ago, when he was a teenager, no, even earlier..."

Zhao Yuan looked at him stumbling and couldn't bear it: "Are you okay?"

"F-okay."

Fu Qingzhou forced a smile: "I will recover slowly, you don't have to worry about me, just lead the way, I can follow."

"……Row."

Zhao Yuan continued to walk forward and asked, "So our travel to this world is also related to him?"

"I'm not sure, but it's probably like that."

Fu Qingzhou said softly, "Not long after you traveled through time and space to the young prince, the late emperor suddenly fell ill and died. In order to 'save' him, Ning Baimei found the skills of the Styx Valley and gave them to him. This is definitely not a coincidence."

"Perhaps from that time on, Ning Baimei had already used the Yin Sheng Ni Liu Da Fa to control the soul of the late emperor and began to plan."

"He helped you become the emperor...most likely because your status as an emperor is useful, very useful."

"me too."

"My body is the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao. This was predicted thousands of years ago... My consciousness has come to this body. He must also want to use it to do something."

Fu Qingzhou held his forehead and murmured, "But I still don't understand, if he can have such control over the prince and even the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao, then why does he need two of us who travel through time?"

"What's more, we had the same 'father' in the previous world."

"I don't understand, what's the point of this?"

Zhao Yuan was silent for a moment, then sighed, "Brother Fu, don't think too much. Once we find him, everything will be revealed."

Fu Qingzhou nodded and was about to say something when his expression suddenly changed: "There's someone in front!"

Zhao Yuan was startled and subconsciously took a few steps back, protecting Fu Qingzhou with the scabbard of the Wang Sword held horizontally.

"Fu boy..."

A familiar voice came from the fog ahead.

Fu Qingzhou's eyes lit up: "Old thing!"

"Who is he?" Zhao Yuan asked, turning around.

Fu Qingzhou said softly: "Absorb this white mist completely."

Zhao Yuan nodded and swung his scabbard.

The surrounding white mist suddenly poured into the scabbard at an even faster speed. The mist within a hundred feet in radius was completely absorbed in less than five breaths.

When the white fog dissipated, the figure in front finally appeared.

That was the black armored true form condensed by the Smoker.

His soul was in tatters, half solid and half solid, and part of his body had been entangled and invaded by the white mist, but he was obviously still holding on, and was slowly floating over with his halberd supporting the ground.

"Old thing?!"

Fu Qingzhou was shocked: "What's wrong with you?!"

“Hey, hey, hey…”

The smoker laughed triumphantly and said, "I'm going to beat up Ning Baimei..."

Fu Qingzhou and Zhao Yuan were both shocked!
Zhao Yuan helped Fu Qingzhou up, and the two of them quickly came to the smoker.

His condition at this time was very bad and almost dissipated. The white mist was still trying to invade his soul. After seeing Fu Qingzhou, he stopped floating forward and stopped. At this moment, his soul was no longer solid and his face began to become blurred.

"you……"

Fu Qingzhou frowned and gritted his teeth, "In order to fight Ning Baimei, my body died again?"

"What else?" The smoker grinned and said, "With my broken body, I can't even reach the cave heaven, so what's the point of fighting? But in his current state, I... can beat the shit out of him!" "Where is he?" Fu Qingzhou asked intently.

"He ran away. I can't catch up with him."

The Smoker sighed, "Whatever you want to do or ask, you can't find him now."

Zhao Yuan pursed his lips tightly when he heard this: "Doesn't that mean we can't rescue those who were sent into the white fog?"

"They are not in danger of death at this time."

Fu Qingzhou frowned and said, "As long as we can find Ning Baimei..."

"Well!"

The smoker's muffled groan suddenly interrupted his words.

The smoke ghost's soul suddenly fell down, its entire body trembling, clearly in extreme pain. The black smoke that condensed its soul also became extremely unstable and began to dissipate.

"Old ghost!"

Fu Qingzhou was shocked and squatted down hurriedly: "How can I help you?!"

"Again, again, send the soul..."

The smoker murmured, "You are... not the same as you were before... With your true energy, I can nourish you... in a few months at the shortest, or a few years at the longest. I will definitely be able to..."

Upon hearing this, Fu Qingzhou extended his hand without hesitation.

At this time, only the elbow part of his right hand had grown, so naturally only his left hand.

The smoker raised his head, smiled with difficulty, and stretched out his hand to reach out to Fu Qingzhou's left hand.

But just as the two were about to touch, the German sword that had turned into a bracelet on Fu Qingzhou's left wrist suddenly rang softly.

It is not a warning.

But in...

Indicates closeness.

Fu Qingzhou's pupils shrank suddenly!
Without any hesitation, the hand that was originally reaching out to the smoker immediately changed direction, grabbed Zhao Yuan fiercely, and retreated violently!

At the same time, the smoker also raised his head suddenly, two bright eyes flashed across his blurry face, and the arm that he had just stretched out suddenly grew longer and grabbed towards Fu Qingzhou!

Before Zhao Yuan could react to what was happening, Fu Qingzhou threw him back dozens of steps, and the scabbard of the Wang Sword in his hand was also taken away.

Fu Qingzhou was seen holding the scabbard of the King Sword, with a bloody mark on his palm and blood staining it. He instantly connected with it, and the next moment, the scabbard hole pointed directly at the Smoker!
Upon seeing this, the Smoker immediately retracted his hand that had been stretched forward, and dodged to a dozen steps away. The absorbing force from the scabbard was unable to absorb it.

"..."

Fu Qingzhou stared at the smoker, his teeth grinding.

"Ning Baimei!"

Veins on his forehead throbbed, his left hand tightly grasped the scabbard, and he uttered an extremely angry voice through his teeth: "What did you do to the old ghost!"

"Even a wise man makes mistakes."

The smoker sighed.

The next moment, the white mist around him dissipated, and Ning Baimei, covered in wounds, slowly walked out.

"Don't you already know?"

Ning Baimei whispered, "Yin Sheng Countercurrent Method."

The world is spinning.

Fu Qingzhou felt as if the world was spinning around him.

I clearly saved the old ghost, I clearly helped him find his body, I clearly...

Why, everything turned out like this...

He stumbled back half a step and looked at the smoker again.

The ghost's soul was still unstable, but his expression was clearer than before. At this moment, his gaze was exactly the same as Ning Baimei's.

Fu Qingzhou knew very well that the real smoker was probably dead, completely dead.