Xuanxia

Chapter 314 Uncontrollable
It seemed like only a moment had passed, but also like hundreds or thousands of years had passed before Fu Qingzhou opened his eyes.

He felt very tired, as if he had really spent countless years in a dream. For a moment, apart from his own name and the smoker who had just broken into his dream, he could hardly remember where he was or what he had experienced.

It was not until he saw the dead bodies of birds and animals all around him and the charred corpse of Onan in the raging fire not far away that his own memories gradually returned to his mind.

"Fu boy..."

The thick black smoke around was gradually fading away, and the smoker's voice was also getting fainter and fainter: "I saved you this time, I'm afraid I don't have any strength left, I need to rest for at least ten days or half a month, you better leave quickly, don't stay any longer..."

Before it finished speaking, the black smoke had all dissipated, and the jade pendant not far away trembled slightly, and then there was no movement.

Even at this point, Fu Qingzhou had not yet fully recovered from the dream.

The three scenes he experienced in the dream were not so simple for him.

Those were not just three short clips. To him, he seemed to have completely sunk into that strange and unfathomable identity. What was worse was that due to the final interruption by the Smoker...he had no idea what that exactly was?
At this moment, a somewhat tired and slow sound of footsteps approached.

Fu Qingzhou held his dizzy head, slowly raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound.

The person who came was none other than Ning Wushu.

She dragged Manar with great effort and finally arrived at the center of the village. There, she saw corpses all over the ground... and Fu Qingzhou, who was half-kneeling on the ground with a strange expression and scars all over his body.

Of course, she also saw the strange totem mark between Fu Qingzhou's eyebrows, which had not completely faded and was still flashing.

"Oops!"

Ning Wushu was shocked: "It's too late! These northern barbarians are so ignorant!"

She no longer cared about Mannar, threw him aside, gritted her teeth to suppress the fatigue in her body, and strode towards Fu Qingzhou.

But what Fu Qingzhou saw at this time was different.

"It's Ning Wushu."

He immediately made a judgment: "She is here to help me..."

"Yes... Ning Wushu is a good person. She is a general of the Northern Frontier and acts with a kind and free-spirited demeanor."

"She seems to have captured the little prince of Beiyi? That's good, that's good... Now, I can learn from Mannar what happened to me."

"I must thank her very much...thank her..."

"It is really unfair that such a good person like her was born into a world full of sin and suffering... She... is a victim..."

"I must... repay her... help her get rid of it..."

In the blink of an eye, Fu Qingzhou's mind had turned several corners and came to the conclusion: "A good person like Ning Wushu must be killed to help her get rid of it."

So, when Ning Wushu ran up to him, squatted down, and looked at him nervously, he smiled helplessly: "Miss Ning."

"No need to say more."

Ning Wushu said in a deep voice: "Calm down, I will help..."

She was halfway through her words when Fu Qingzhou suddenly attacked, and the Cutting Wave Knife slashed towards Ning Wushu's throat like lightning!

Ning Wushu was shocked and had no time to draw his sword to block. He could only reach out and grab Fu Qingzhou's wrist.

But at this time, Fu Qingzhou's strength was so great under the blessing of Qi Ran Jue, and Ning Wushu was extremely weak, so how could he hold it?

The blade flashed, and Ning Wushu fell backwards, with a wound on his arm.

"Fu Qingzhou!"

She raised her eyebrows and said, "What are you doing!"

"Miss Ning, don't be nervous." Fu Qingzhou smiled with difficulty: "I am helping you. It will be fine if you die. You don't have to worry about those messy things."

Ning Wushu was startled at first, then his eyes widened: "You were controlled by Qi Ran Jue?!"

"Qi Ran Jue... You actually know Qi Ran Jue."

Fu Qingzhou continued to smile and said, "It's good this way. You won't die in confusion. I really envy you..."

After saying that, he stood up without hesitation, raised the dagger and stabbed Ning Wushu!

With a clang, the dagger stabbed into the ground. Ning Wushu rolled over to avoid it, gritting his teeth and saying, "It's such a simple matter to catch Manar, how did it become like this..."

The next moment, Fu Qingzhou arrived again and stabbed with the dagger again.

Ning Wushu raised her leg and kicked, but she was too weak to match Fu Qingzhou in terms of speed and strength, and in a blink of an eye, blood was gushing from her calf.

"you……"

She said anxiously: "Don't be controlled by Qi Ran Jue! Wake up!"

"I am very sober." Fu Qingzhou said softly: "I know I have been influenced, but... it seems that my previous thoughts were wrong. Now I think very clearly and understand very well. Believe me, it will be easy to die."

Ning Wushu's pupils shrank.

"That's all..."

She bit her lip and said, "You have the Qi Ran Jue with you, so it won't be that easy to die..." After that, she turned over and slapped Fu Qingzhou with a palm!

Fu Qingzhou didn't care at all, didn't block, and still stabbed with the knife.

Ping!
The palm strike lightly hit his chest, and the knife stabbed Ning Wushu's shoulder, causing her to frown in pain.

The next moment, Fu Qingzhou, who felt no pain at all, suddenly lifted his feet off the ground and flew out!
At that moment, he seemed to feel that the entire heaven and earth, the entire world, was crashing down on him with that palm!
He flew out like a kite with a broken string, and flew more than ten feet away before falling heavily into the pile of corpses.

Ning Wushu forced himself to use the Wuwang Sword once more, but immediately he started coughing violently, his whole body shaking, and he almost fell down due to his weak legs.

In the distance, Fu Qingzhou slowly climbed up, lowered his head and looked at his chest in shock.

There was no scar or pain, but...how did I get knocked so far away?
Seeing him like this, Ning Wushu was also stunned.

Then she smiled bitterly: "Yes, yes... How could he be injured by the Wuwang Sword?"

"Lady Ning."

Fu Qingzhou called from afar: "It's really okay, I'm really helping you, believe me, okay? I will help you get rid of it soon."

As he spoke, he raised the knife again and walked towards Ning Wushu.

"This kid is not done!" Ning Wushu covered the wound on his shoulder and started coughing heavily.

This was not the end yet. Just as she was thinking about how to deal with Fu Qingzhou, she heard a rustling sound behind her.

She turned around suddenly - it was Mannar, who had been knocked unconscious by her, who woke up!
Mannar didn't hesitate for a moment. The moment he woke up, he started running wildly!
On one side is Fu Qingzhou.

On one side is the little prince of Beiyi.

Ning Wu Shu looked around, not knowing what to do for a moment.

Just then, a gust of wind suddenly blew over.

A breeze blew over Mannar, and he fell to the ground and fainted before he could even make a groan. However, no one noticed that in the brief moment when he woke up and ran away, he seemed to have something extra in his hand.

The wind passed by Ning Wushu and stopped - it was Jiang Baichuan!
"General Ning, what's going on?"

He looked at the corpses all over the village and frowned, "Is this what you want to do?"

"Alliance Leader Jiang, let's talk about this later!" Ning Wushu was delighted: "Quick, help me restrain Fu Qingzhou!"

"Suppress Fu Qingzhou?"

Jiang Baichuan was slightly startled, and looked at Fu Qingzhou who was standing not far away with the Wave Cutting Knife in hand: "What happened to him?"

"Alliance Leader Jiang, I'm fine." Fu Qingzhou smiled helplessly: "It's just that Lady Ning doesn't quite understand me."

Jiang Baichuan frowned deeply, confused.

The reason he came here was purely because Zhao Hao mentioned that the Wulin Alliance could help the court do an important thing, and he finally revealed that there were spies from the Northern Barbarians who infiltrated Dayan.

This was a golden opportunity for the Wulin Alliance. Jiang Baichuan agreed after a little thought, and immediately stood up to stop the competition. Then Zhao Hao also stood up, bowed to the martial artists, and asked them to do an important thing for the court in the name of the Prince of Xishuo.

Then, a large number of martial artists from the Wulin Alliance came to the south in a mighty force...

Is it necessary to make such a big fuss to catch a few spies? Jiang Baichuan didn't know, but since Zhao Hao said so, he wouldn't say anything more.

However, after hearing that there were seventh-level shamans among the Northern Barbarians, Jiang Baichuan decided to go ahead alone in case Fu Qingzhou, Ning Wushu and the others were unable to cope with it, so he rushed over as quickly as possible - and then, he saw this scene.

"What did Young Master Fu do? Why did he need to be restrained?"

Jiang Baichuan looked at Ning Wushu and asked in a deep voice, "General Ning, can you explain it clearly?"

"I..." Ning Wushu gritted his teeth and was about to speak, but suddenly his hair stood on end!

She wasn't the only one whose hair stood on end.

Fu Qingzhou, who was standing not far away with an innocent look on his face, also felt a strong sense of warning in his heart.

Even Jiang Baichuan's expression instantly became extremely solemn.

He was the only one who found the source of the problem immediately.

He turned his head and looked at the little prince of the Northern Barbarians, Manar, who had just been knocked unconscious by him.

At this moment, a strange and inexplicable power was emerging from Mannar's body, and the whole person was slowly floating up. He was holding something in his hand and gently placed it on his forehead. As he put his hand down, several people could see clearly that it was actually an eyeball!
Blood-red granulations grew out of his eyeballs and pierced into Mannar's skin. At the same time, he slowly opened his mouth.

"I was right. Among Ashina Tiele's children, this child is the most outstanding..."

The voice that came out of Manar's mouth was actually an old, low woman's voice!

His own eyes turned gray and empty, but the eyeballs on his forehead quickly and swiftly scanned the scene, and finally locked onto Fu Qingzhou.

“…I actually found him.”

As he said this, Mannar smiled with satisfaction: "It's been nearly a hundred years... It's time for the world to be settled."

(End of this chapter)