Xuanxia

Chapter 921 Their respective sufferings

It was already noon the next day when Fu Qingzhou arrived at the Qiluo Palace.

The sun shone on the desert oasis, shone through the broad leaves, and fell on the two "spiritual dragons" in front, but there seemed to be no warmth left on them.

On the contrary, their black clothes seemed to be able to swallow all light, appearing extremely dark and cold.

"Let's go."

Zhao Hao took the initiative to step forward and stood between the two spirit dragons. He said to Fu Qingzhou, "Let's go in and talk."

After saying that, the three spirit dragons turned around side by side and walked towards the Qiluo Palace together.

Fu Qingzhou looked at this scene in a daze.

He never thought that these three people would be together.

Aiguli behind him also stepped forward at this time.

Working without rest for several days was too much for her with her low level of cultivation. She looked a little weak at this moment, but she still tried to be energetic: "Master Zuling?"

"Come in." Fu Qingzhou said softly.

Soon, Aiguli was handed over to the people of Qiluo Palace for resettlement.

Changsun Jiansu and Gongyang Xunyan came out to greet them in person. They were both seriously injured after the battle in Yandu, but fortunately they had rested for the past few days and had finally recovered a lot.

When they saw Huoyar on Aiguli's shoulder, they were surprised, moved and sighed.

But they already knew Fu Qingzhou's plan, so they didn't say anything more. They just sent disciples to arrange for Aiguli to rest. Huo Yaer, who had lost her soul, was temporarily placed in a secret place.

After Fu Qingzhou exchanged a few brief pleasantries with them, he was taken by Changsun Jiansu to a bedroom in the deepest part of Qiluo Palace.

Afterwards, the Palace Master of Qiluo Palace did not say much. He just sighed softly and left.

Fu Qingzhou pushed the door open and walked in.

Inside the room, three people were in different positions.

There were two spirit dragons sitting at the table and another one sitting in the corner.

One of the people sitting at the table was Zhao Hao. He had taken off his mask and was making tea.

The other man's sword was already on the table. When he saw Fu Qingzhou coming, he let out a sigh from under his mask and lowered his head slightly.

The one sitting in the corner was still holding the scabbard, without moving.

Fu Qingzhou closed the door with his backhand.

He came to the table and sat down. He glanced at the man in the corner and then stopped looking. Instead, he turned his gaze to the spirit dragon who had not yet taken off his mask at the table.

"Brother Hua."

Fu Qingzhou smiled and called out, "Why don't you take off your mask?"

Yes, he recognized the man as Hua Wuying at a glance!
Hua Wuying just stood there, and his whole body was like a broad and heavy sword. It was really hard not to recognize him.

"Ugh……"

Hua Wuying sighed deeply, took off his mask and the hood of his black robe.

Fu Qingzhou was stunned.

Compared with three years ago, Hua Wuying is almost ten years older!

His originally long black hair has now turned gray.

Not only that, there were many more wrinkles on his face and obvious crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, as if he had experienced more hardships than others.

"Brother Fu."

Hua Wuying lowered his head, not daring to raise his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "I have no face to see you."

Fu Qingzhou was stunned.

"It's not your fault." Zhao Hao said softly and pushed the teacup in front of Hua Wuying.

"Brother Hua, what are you talking about?" Fu Qingzhou frowned slightly: "We are brothers, we can talk about anything."

"..."

Hua Wuying was silent for a moment, and finally said: "Not long after leaving Luoyi, I sensed that the Sword of Righteousness appeared in the capital, but by the time I arrived, it was too late."

Fu Qingzhou paused as he reached for the teacup.

It turned out that Brother Hua was resenting himself for not being able to save Qiu Chan in time.

"Later, Brother Hua searched all over the world for Qiu Chan." Zhao Hao smiled and said, "This is also the reason why he joined Mingjian Pavilion. After all, there is a lot of information in the pavilion." "I'm sorry."

Hua Wuying didn't raise his eyes until then, looking directly at Fu Qingzhou: "Later, I was never able to find the Sword of Righteousness. If I had found the Sword of Righteousness, I might have been able to find my brother and sister-in-law."

He knew about the relationship between Fu Qingzhou and Qiu Chan, and he also knew that they had decided to be together for life.

The look in his eyes was not of vicissitudes, but...

torment.

Fu Qingzhou felt a pain in his heart, but he smiled and said, "What are you talking about? Qiuchan will be fine. Who knows, she might have run off to some otherworldly place like me? Didn't you guys fail to find me in the past three years?"

Hua Wuying lowered his eyelids, but the torment in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

"In fact, Brother Hua is still worried about one thing."

Zhao Hao picked up the teacup and took a sip: "When he hated Xuanmeng, the person who followed you was not him."

Fu Qingzhou smiled bitterly.

Hua Wuying is indeed such a person, always putting all responsibilities on his own shoulders.

"If I had gone, maybe I could have brought you back earlier." Hua Wuying said softly, "And... Jiang Baichuan, is he dead?"

Fu Qingzhou nodded.

He knew what Hua Wuying was going to say.

"Before he died, he actually saved me again." Hua Wuying's voice trembled a little: "But, what qualifications does he have to do this?"

How can a person who has betrayed his beliefs and his life be qualified to be a good person?
Hua Wuying has made up his mind to kill Jiang Baichuan with his own hands and sever the closest relationship in his past life, but Jiang Baichuan forced him to owe a debt, a debt that he can never repay.

Perhaps, this is the root of Hua Wuying's pain and suffering.

He realized that there were some things he could never do.

For this reason, he fell into great self-blame for failing to save Qiu Chan, and kept searching, hoping to do something to help the people around him to alleviate his pain.

That's why he put on a black robe and a mask and hid himself in the darkness.

"Don't be like this, Brother Hua."

Fu Qingzhou was in a complicated mood.

He reached out and patted Hua Wuying on the shoulder, keeping a smile on his face: "I'm back, everything will be fine."

His words sounded a bit cocky, but the effect was unexpectedly good, and Hua Wuying actually listened to him.

"it is good."

Hua Wuying couldn't help but smile: "Brother Fu, I'm actually very happy to hear that you're back."

"I see." Fu Qingzhou curled his lips: "Okay, I'll talk to you about Jiang Baichuan later... If you keep saying sorry to me, I won't recognize you as my big brother."

Hua Wuying smiled and said, "Okay."

Fu Qingzhou glanced at the man who was still sitting in the corner, motionless.

"Okay, let's go out." Zhao Hao put down the teacup and patted Hua Wuying's arm: "They have something to talk about."

"Ah."

Hua Wuying responded, picked up the mask, stood up, and then the two of them put on the masks at the same time.

During these three years, they played the same person under the same code name. Both their tacit understanding and habits had become very different from those of the past, which really made Fu Qingzhou very uncomfortable.

But he knew that some people and some things would change, and he could only get used to it.

Zhao Hao and Hua Wuying pushed the door open and left, and soon the door closed again.

Only then did the man in the corner slowly stand up, walk to the table, sit down, and place the scabbard on the table.

Fu Qingzhou didn't look at the scabbard, but just stared at the other person.

Neither of them spoke.

After a long while, Fu Qingzhou asked softly, "Why? If you showed up, the world wouldn't be in such chaos."

After saying this, the other party was silent for a long time.

It was not until the kettle heated on a small formation nearby began to bubble and emit hot steam that the man reached out, slowly took off his mask, and spoke his first words.

"I don't want to be emperor anymore."

(End of this chapter)