Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

Luo Hou stared at the sudden turn of events, speechless for a long time.

At the same time, Yu Cixin was walking on the way back to the palace when suddenly, a dark shadow pounced out and attacked Yu Cixin like a storm.

The newcomer had his face covered with a gray cloth and his attacks were extremely ruthless, with a strange internal force in his palms.

"Hmm? It's the martial arts of Hengdao Island."

Yu Cixin was surprised, but remained calm on the surface. After a few probing moves, she realized that although the newcomer's moves were fierce, his foundation was lacking.

As dawn broke, she was unwilling to delay and immediately drew her sword to fight back.

"Yan Shi Xue Hong!"

With a single move, snowflakes danced in the air, and sword energy engulfed the world, instantly slowing the black-clad man's attack speed.

In the icy world, the Snowfall Sword seized the opportunity to pierce through, and although the man in black tried his best, he could not avoid it.

"Uh~"

The man in black clutched his shoulder and retreated, then turned and ran.

"I already know who you are. Out of consideration for my teacher's kindness, I will spare your life for now."

Yu Cixin sheathed her sword and left.

The man in black ran into a secluded alley. Seeing that Yu Cixin was not chasing after him, he cursed a few times and then took out a small glass bottle filled with sand from his pocket.

He shook the bottle rapidly, and sand slid down.

Soon, a man's voice came from inside the bottle: "Yuan Bie, what happened?"

"Master Yin, Luo Hou, the Martial Lord of the Bitter Realm, has arrived at the Slaughter Shattered Island. He wants King Ji Wu and the Kingdom of Death to form an alliance to jointly attack the Tower of Compassionate Light!"

"Ok?"

"besides!"

"What else?"

“I saw a woman come out of King Jiwu’s bedchamber, she…”

"woman?"

Just then, a hand reached out and snatched the glass bottle away.

The man in black was terrified: "Who are you?"

The only answer he received was a silver moon spear, its gleaming tip piercing straight into his heart.

"Pfft~ Ah!"

From the glass bottle in Huang Quan's hand came an anxious cry: "Yuan Bie! Yuan Bie!"

Yuan Bie collapsed, and it seemed as if he could see the scene of the Jade Bead Tree being pushed down again.

He was only thirteen years old that year.

The Jade Pearl Tree on Heng Island stole the royal aura from the Jade Locust Tree, and the entire island was convicted and slaughtered by King Yadi, with no one spared.

A few days later, Yuan Bie, who had been sleeping among the corpses, was awakened by a purple-robed scholar from the Tower of Compassion using a strange technique.

The man, who smelled pleasantly of wood, said to him, "Yuan Bie, you want revenge."

Later, the Empress Dowager came and took him in, teaching him with great care.

Taigong, Taigong... Taigong, the boat zither you longed to hear, I'll play it for you again in my next life.

Yuan Bie closed his eyes.

Huang Quan curiously shook the sand in the bottle. The sand flowed, but no longer made any sound.

"What is this?"

Cui Luohan walked over: "It seems to be something that can transmit sound over a distance. Let's give it to Wu Jun."

Huang Quan crouched down and lifted the gray cloth covering the man in black's face, revealing a young face. In the warm light, Huang Quan recognized him as the person sitting behind Shelun Taigong.

Cui Luohan has a good memory: "He is Shang Lun, a companion of Suidao. I remember his name is Hengdao Yuanbie."

"I didn't expect someone to actually harm King Jiwu's special envoy. But who could be the one communicating with him telepathically?"

"Anyone who can bribe high-ranking officials on Broken Island is no ordinary person."

Huang Quan carried Yuan Bie's body, and Cui Luo Han picked up Yuan Sha Sui. The two returned to the State Guesthouse.

Unexpectedly, outside the house where Wu Jun lived, there was a corpse lying there, its face covered by a white cloth, only its slender curves visible.

"This is?"

Xiao Jiandun replied in a low voice, "Han Yancui came to assassinate me, but I accidentally killed her."

"Two assassins overnight! The security on Shattered Island is terrible. It's very dangerous for us to live here!"

In the evening light, Master Yin, without clothes, put down the Yuan Sha marrow.

Yuan Bie died.

To die is to die.

However, the information he provided was quite important: the true intention of the Kingdom of the Dead was the Tower of Compassion.

Also, who was the woman who came out of King Jiwu's palace?

月票

Chapter 120 Moth Kong Evil Fire

Just as Han Yancui died, Ningyuan felt a heart-wrenching pain.

Yesterday, the lingering sword energy was finally expelled from the body, and the body, which had lost the ability to feel pain, suffered another blow.

"Little sister!"

Jialing was awakened.

Seeing the Demon Prince clutching his chest, he asked anxiously, "Your Majesty, is your body..."

"Jialing, I have some bad news for you. My little sister has died."

"No way! Your Majesty, you're lying to me!"

Ningyuan said calmly, "Everyone has to die eventually, what's the big deal?"

"Who killed her?"

"How would I know she was on Slaughter Island? It's always right to settle this score with King Jiwu."

"Your Majesty, please allow me to go to the Isle of Slaughter and bring back the princess."

“Jialing, I know how you feel. The only way to alleviate the pain of losing loved ones is to kill someone else’s loved ones.”

"king?"

"Lead the way."

Wannianchun, a quiet village.

At this moment, an elderly woman with white hair was helping a young girl take a slow walk in the village.

"Flying egret, slow down, your body has only just recovered."

"I'm all better now."

The villagers passing by greeted them, saying, "It's Granny Ling and Jizi."

After walking a few more steps, Granny Ling helped the girl back to her room: "Now that you've cleared your head, it's time to go back."

Suddenly, Feilu clutched her head and wailed, "Ah~"

"Feilu, how are you?"

"Yes, such powerful evil... It's, it's getting closer!"

Before Granny Ling could react, a red figure entered the village, followed by a white-haired gunman.

"Peaceful race, how do you maintain your peace?"

Granny Ling stepped forward, shielding Fei Lu behind her, and demanded, "Who are you? How do you know about this place?"

Ningyuan did not answer, but simply said to Jialing, "Capture."

Gun dance, gun fall.

The more than one hundred descendants of the Niyu tribe who had hidden in the deep mountains were quickly defeated by Jialing.

Seeing the ferocity of her enemy, Granny Ling unleashed her ultimate technique with all her might: "Emerald Feather Twin Chant, drink!"

As the Jialing Spear flew in, Lingpo immediately vomited crimson blood.

Jialing was about to fire another shot, but Ningyuan stopped him: "No rush, go and get me a chair, standing is too tiring."

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Granny Ling led Feilu away at high speed.

Jialing brought over a high-backed chair.

Ningyuan sat down, rested his chin on his hand, and looked at the villagers kneeling on the ground.

"Tell me, where did those two go?"

The villagers all stood firm: "We will absolutely not tell!"

"The one who speaks first will live."

The villagers looked at each other, but no one spoke.

Ningyuan sighed: "Niyu Clan, what an evil race you are! I have granted your wish for virtue, yet you refuse to answer even a small question from me. How can I leave such a heartless race to hurt others' feelings? Jialing, you can avenge the king now."

“They are not the king’s enemies, Adoni is.”

"Are you accusing me of not going to find Adoni? Kill them, and I'll take you to the Heartless Mansion."

"But they were powerless to fight back."

Ningyuan remained unmoved: "This is called taking your anger out on someone else. Isn't your loyalty to the king and your affection for your little sister enough to make you take your anger out on someone else?"

"Killing is easy, but a soldier has a soldier's dignity."