[New Peerless Double Pride 3] Over the years

The place where corpses are kept is undoubtedly a place where blood flows into rivers and corpses form mountains.

It was only after I came here through hardships that I discovered the deepest part of the cave. After the handwriting of the palace master, it has a sense of majesty, strangeness and magnificence.

Unlike other places that have been artificially repaired, this cave on the side of the mountain is about a hundred feet deep.

The water reflects the faint light, and there are corpse altars dotted with corpses.The shape of the corpse jar is like a wine jar, but it is several times larger than the wine jars in the restaurant. Some are covered, and some are simply opened, exposing the heads of poisonous corpses that have been processed for a long time.

It wasn't just a human head, it was a half-cadaver that failed to make or couldn't withstand the venom.Its terrifyingly deformed face exposed outside the altar is only a part of the body, from the neck down, it is covered and submerged by the turbid and bright green venom.

And that was originally supposed to be a person.

If the hall master couldn't find the corpse in the later stage, he just used the living people to make up the number.He is more likely to think that the quality of the living person doubles his poisonous corpse combat power.

A single corpse jar may make people feel scary, but along the way, you will suddenly see the open scene where the dome is so high that you can't see the dome, and you can see countless corpse containers, countless heads, and countless kinds of hideous and rotten faces. ...When the venom condenses into mist, the ore on the mountain emits a faint light, and the water is swaying, even if the heart is cruel, you can't help but sigh: You are worthy of being the master of the palace...

Jiang Wuque was silent again, alone in front of him.I was a little behind, passing through the corpse altar, I couldn't help thinking of Tie Xinlan, remembering that person had suffered this kind of crime before he died, and remembering how much Jiang Wuque hated the palace master, I suddenly shuddered.

Jiang Wuque turned his head and asked me, "What?"

I shook my head, still couldn't help asking him why he came here.

"To see someone." He replied.

"Who?"

"—Me." The sudden third-party voice made me almost think that I was seeing a ghost in the sea of ​​corpses.

"Who's talking?!" I asked loudly.

Jiang Wuque suddenly moved forward to cover my lips, and warned: "Living corpses are sensitive to sound, don't speak loudly, it will cause future trouble."

I nodded, and after he let go, I asked: "The person who spoke just now seems...is the puppet master?"

"Yes."

"What is he?"

Jiang Wuque didn't wait for an answer, but someone answered for him: "Why can't it be me? Sun Yingyu, I thought you and I would meet again in this life, so we will meet again, don't come here without any harm."

I went around Jiang Wuque to find the source of the voice, and finally, not far away, in the center surrounded by countless corpse altars, I saw a three-legged urn made of bronze.

The tripod was no different in size and shape from many of the jars surrounding it, except that the tripod was dragged to the ground by long iron chains, and it was unique in isolation.

There is also a head in the tripod, with the shoulders above the head outside, the chains around the chest and neck, and the long hair draped thickly in front of the body, making it difficult to distinguish the front and back of the body.

"Puppeteer?" I probed.

The head moved suddenly, and I backed away in shock, but bumped into Jiang Wuque's chest.

Jiang Wuque supported me, and said in a deep voice, "It's him."

"Why is he here?" I was full of surprise, "So what—" I actually wanted to ask: How did it become like this?

The non-human non-ghost monster let out a miserable laugh, the long hair that originally covered his face opened a gap due to the movement, and a cold gaze could be faintly seen between the disheveled hair.That gaze was directed towards me and Jiang Wuque, in a dark place, from blue to green, it seemed like a fire in the depths of the world.

"Why am I here?" There was an all-too-familiar sinister voice from the other end, and it was undoubtedly the puppeteer. "Sun Yingyu, I should ask you and Jiang Yulang about this."

I was stunned for a moment, and knew that this matter had nothing to do with the Palace Master, so I asked him: "It was the Palace Master who turned you into this? But why did he—"

"Shut up!" The other party screamed violently, I was taken aback, and was blocked by Jiang Wuque.

Jiang Wuque said to me: "You stay here, I will come whenever I go."

But the puppet master said sharply: "What? The account between Sun Yingyu and me has not been settled yet. What are you in a hurry for?"

Jiang Wuque wanted to step forward, but I held him back.I have always had no hope for the character of the puppet master. This time the hall master did not know why and what method he used to make that person die. Although I did not show it on the surface, I wanted to applaud the hall master in my heart.

"What account do you want to settle with me?" I asked, "What's the matter with the Palace Master?"

"Now you have come back alive with a good face," the man sneered viciously, "that day you tricked the golden cicada to escape its shell by feigning death, but you know that this place was turned upside down? Do you know how many people died because of you alone? If you don’t return to your body, how will you be angered and abused by Jiang Yulang——Sun Yingyu, it’s all because of you! I want to help him make a comeback, and I’m sorry for him, because once you die, he will slaughter all living people and ask me to bring them back to life. He I thought I really didn’t know, if you live in front of him and drive him crazy, after you die he will only become even more insane! What do you say about dismembering a corpse, but in the end, what you want is to change your life against the sky and make you Resurrection. I knew that I had deliberately left your body in this way, but I didn’t know that if he couldn’t find your body or bring back the dead, it would all be my crime and all my fault! Sun Yingyu, I owe you in the end What about Jiang Yulang? Back then you conspired with Gu Cangyan to perform hypnotism, and it was my fault, you and your father and daughter. What is my fault?! Then Jiang Yulang, he loves you to death, hates you to the bone, he went to find You settle accounts, why do you want me to be buried with you?!"

After being told by him, I lost my mind and overwhelmed the five senses in my chest, and asked him: "My lord wants you to resurrect me?"

"Haha..." The man laughed miserably, "Once Yu Ji dies, he will have a living corpse; once your Sun Yingyu dies, this place will be full of living corpses! Take a good look, these walking corpses are not caused by making corpses, but are alive and screaming." A semi-finished product that was beheaded and killed by someone, and who wanted to test how to bring your Sun Yingyu back to life!"

I felt nausea rolling in my chest, and I didn't dare to look around anymore.

Jiang Wuque asked the other party: "Have you finished speaking? But it's my turn to make a deal with you?"

The puppet master said: "I once said that you will regret it, and you will definitely come back here to save me. But today I also regret it. Even if you save me from difficulties, I will not be able to teach you the method of Sangong of the Sangshen Jue. Here you go, unless—”

When he spoke here, a gust of wind suddenly blew, and the thousands of long hairs hanging in front of the head were blown out of the gaps, revealing a hideous face with rotting flesh and uneven facial features.

"Unless you kill Sun Yingyu!" the puppet master said sharply, "I will use your Jiang Wuque's hand, just like the two times before, to stab Sun Yingyu's body with my own hands, let her be killed by the person I love the most, let her Even if she is a ghost, she can't rest in peace, and she will suffer thousands of times more than me, and one day she will also taste the pain I have suffered, heh, haha...hahaha..."

High hanging dome, shrill laughter.I felt a little sad because of the other party's momentary madness, and I couldn't help but clutch Jiang Wuque's sleeves, not wanting him to be influenced by the puppet master.

Jiang Wuque is actually calmer than me, and it is not as easy for him to listen to the demagogy as it is for the iron tree to bloom.

Therefore, compared to Jiang Wuque being instigated by the other party, what I care more about is the method of killing the gods mentioned in the man's words.

"Why do you want to disperse the Sangshen Jue?" I asked Jiang Wuque, "What kind of deal did you make with this person?"

Jiang Wuque didn't answer, and just looked at the puppet master from the beginning to the end, appearing restrained and calm.

"I don't need the method of dispersing kung fu," he finally said, looking at the other party, "but if you want to get out of this place alive, you only have one chance."

After the words fell, Jiang Wuque took my hand and turned around to go.

"Wait!" Sure enough, the puppet master was unwilling to come from behind.

"Jiang Wuque, don't forget who Sun Yingyu is, how she treated you, how she lied to you, and how she got entangled with Jiang Yulang, and even caused your beloved wife Tie Xinlan to die here... You deserve everything The memory is still fresh, causing you today and your family to be torn apart, who is the culprit..."

The charming and low-pitched voice kept coming from behind, and Jiang Wuque just shook my hand without any abnormal reaction.

"Even if you don't want to leave her, you have to ask her if she doesn't want to leave you." The puppet master said again, "Look at her current posture, do you know why Jiang Yulang couldn't stop being with her, because the two of them are alone in the domain cave At that time, how to turn the clouds upside down, sing and sing every day... The Sun Yingyu in front of you is not her at all, she made a mask to deceive you. There is more than one mask, Jiang Yulang, Jiang Yun... Who doesn't believe in that face, thinking that he has won Sun Yingyu's sincerity—"

"Is that enough?"

In a blink of an eye, I didn't see the people around me anymore, but I saw Jiang Wuque go to the side of the urn for a moment, the long sword was unsheathed, and suddenly pointed at the puppet master in the urn.

"Am I wrong?" The puppeteer's best trick is yet to be staged, "Jiang Wuque, you saw through Sun Yingyu's face earlier than Miao Jiang, why are you in deep trouble now? Have you also forgotten Tie Xinlan's death situation? It is Sun Yingyu and Jiang Yulang who killed her together. You know that if there is no Sun Yingyu, Tie Xinlan will not die; Replace her—”

"shut up!"

I was stunned, and asked Jiang Wuque loudly: "What does he mean? What is the most important thing in your heart?"

"Yu Yu," Jiang Wuque said with his back turned, "Stay there and don't move."

The puppet master smiled, "If you didn't hate Sun Yingyu, you wouldn't kill her again and again. Jiang Wuque, I know what you think. I have relieved your pain and recovered your memory. No one in the world understands you as well as I do... You don't want to hate her, but you must hate her. All the misfortunes around you are caused by her, she makes you lose everything, and makes you betray all relatives. You can redeem your sins, and you will be freed..."

"Don't listen to his nonsense!" I had already heard something strange from the puppet master's unabashed provocation, raised my voice, and shouted at Jiang Wuque, "He is misleading you, kill him quickly!"

"Kill me?" The puppet master laughed, "If you kill me, who would know the secrets of the ancient times, and who would be able to break the backlash against the God of Sorrow? Jiang Wuque, what is most important in your heart, and you will definitely not be the number one martial artist in the world." Let's go..."

The more I listened, the more suspicious I became. Fang wanted to take a step forward, but was stopped by Jiang Wuque loudly, "Don't come here!"

Jiang Wuque had already pressed the point of his sword against the puppet master's throat, and his mouth was extremely cold, even the cold wind here also lost its temperature. "You know what I want. Now that I've turned around, I really want it. So I promise to save you, I must do what I say, and I will never break my promise—but if you want more than that, or if you want to have a hair left, I will kill you right now, no joke."

"Jiang Wuque, it seems that you are out of control. Do you think that I really have to kill her—" As soon as I said this, I was immediately on guard, but the other party had a plan, so how could they give me time to react?

The instant the corpse altars listed around moved—"Ah!" I screamed, and hands and feet were born in the underground water, instantly clamping my body tightly.

Immediately after the corpse altar was shattered, it took only a moment for the countless corpses to stand up and sit up. When Jiang Wuque came back to protect me, or when I woke up to protect myself, the hands of countless corpses at my feet had already touched my hands. Knees, waist...like crazy weeds that entwine people, but with a split second, they instantly devour people.

I had too many scruples with the weight on my waist, so I didn't dare to use my internal force to intimidate me, so I grabbed the short sword in my arms, but was snatched by hands and feet like blood-sucking leeches, and the sword fell to the ground.

He couldn't shake the corpse away by himself, so Jiang Wuque didn't dare to use force outside.Thinking that the puppet master had been plotting for a long time, the palace master had killed countless people, and there were as many corpses as there were seas of corpses here, even hundreds of heads were wiped out by a single sword, and there were another hundred.

And Jiang Wuque should have screamed at me to kill the puppet master immediately, but he chose to defend and lost the opportunity. At this moment, if he wants to capture the thief and the king, if he relaxes, he will let me be snatched away by the corpses.

Feet off the ground, with mixed regrets, I knew a long time ago that I shouldn't take that wicked and treacherous person lightly.If it weren't for the special circumstances, this level of tearing and looting would not be enough to keep me trapped; if it wasn't for Jiang Wuque's concern, he would be in chaos, fearing that I would be injured and tied up, how could he let that person succeed?

But the situation has been established. For me, the bruise comes first. At this moment, it is the smallest pull, which has constituted countless painful moments like five horses dismembering a corpse—and this pain reminds me of the Palace Master.

Suddenly, I thought of the man who said that I don’t know if the ending of the son killing the father will be repeated in the future. I think he said no, and I think I said no—after all, I can’t keep it.The severe pain in my abdomen was like tearing, and I realized that all this time, I have regarded this child as all compensation for that person.

Because he has continued the offspring, one day I will rewrite all the love, hate, and all the mistakes—even if I carry him on the journey with Jiang Wuque, even if I accompany Jiang because of reluctance. Going all the way, I thought: I can go back... To the Palace Master, I have always been a sore that cannot be gouged out. It rots through the flesh and penetrates into the bone, and is a part of him.

But if, this is the last chance.This last chance to make up for each other's hatred and misunderstanding, is it really going to be abandoned here today?And if that person knows that because of Jiang Wuque, I have completely freed him from the worries of father and son killing each other... Will he hate me, or will he thank me?

"Sun Yingyu, do you regret that you didn't die earlier—" the puppet master's voice came from a distance, "Do you feel that if you can die under Jiang Wuque's sword that day, it would be more important than being scrambled by hundreds of corpses at this moment?" It came easily and happily - don't worry, I will not let you die so comfortably. By the way, there is one more thing you don't know, that is, three years ago, the Five Immortals of Miaoling, you begged me to join hands with the leader of the Five Immortals to remove the puppet art , you thought I only quietly erased Jiang Wuque’s memory at that time? You are too naive, such a perfect chess piece with lost memory and blank consciousness, and also your Sun Yingyu’s infatuated lover. I was entrusted by your father, how can I be unkind Gary?"

I was shocked, seeing that Jiang Wuque was still focused on saving me and was not moved by those words, so I endured the severe pain and asked the puppet master, "What do you mean by that?"

"It's nothing, I just gave a few hints to your favorite Jiang Wuque when the puppet art was broken and the thoughts in the human mind were the most fragile. It's just like hypnotizing Jiang Yulang to care more about you back then. Remind Jiang Wuque of that day to be on guard against you, just be careful not to be deceived."

"What did you say?!" I was stunned by this sudden statement, struggling to ask, "You... hypnotized Jiang Wuque?!"

"You can't say that." Seeing that I was going to die, the puppet master answered happily, "Hypnotism takes a long time, but hints only need to be clicked. I think I have studied Jiang Wuque for more than ten years. What are his weaknesses and what to grasp?" It is best to control the handle, and I know everything clearly. If Miao Lingyu had believed you at that time and obeyed your words, no matter what hints I gave him in the future, it would be impossible to affect his will. Instead of this, it is better to let He killed you with his own hands, breaking all his beliefs, which is equivalent to destroying this person, and then he will become the puppet iron face of the past, and I can do whatever I want—"

"I'm going to kill you!" I roared, feeling the pain all over my body was no longer painful, I even wanted to disregard the fetus in my body to shake off the living corpse in one fell swoop, and went straight to the monster.

"Yu Yu concentrates!" Jiang Wuque yelled, but to me at this moment, it was nothing more than a tiny sound like the sky, which could no longer be conveyed into my brain.

"Why? Not reconciled?" The puppet master laughed, "I just want you to die at the most unwilling moment, and I want you to die at the hands of the person you want to kill the most—otherwise, how can I make you remember me, how can I make you finally die?" I will never forget me even if I die, and I will never forget that it was you who turned me into what I am today, people are not like people, ghosts are not like ghosts!"

I suddenly condensed my energy, trying to break free with all my strength—but suddenly I saw Jiang Wuque in front of me, he no longer swung his sword and slashed, no longer tried to pull me out of the quagmire, but raised his sword expressionlessly, Gradually, he completed his skills in one style, and then gathered his strength as slowly as an eternity. He raised his sword in front of him, and his long and flamboyant hair covered most of his handsome face.Climbing vigorously, suddenly bursting out ferociously, but seeing the sword light soaring into the sky, the people in it are as brilliant as gods.

"Mangshen Jue?! Impossible...how could it be possible to enter this realm..." The puppet master's exclamation was drowned by the shocking sword power that filled the sky and the mountains and rivers.

The living corpses around were flattened by a sword, and there was a dead silence.I slipped down and was hugged tightly.

The man hugged me tightly, but I couldn't recover for a long time because of the sword strike just now.

I seem to have heard of that sword move, but never seen it.Xiao Yu'er said that Jiang Wuque has a way to defeat the world with the angry sword to break the power of the sky, but even in the final battle, he has not seen him use it against the enemy.

Even Xiao Yu'er only had a fleeting glimpse during Jiang Wuque's alone rehearsal.

It is said that Jiang Wuque used the sword to compare Jiang Yun's master Jian Xie Fengxing Ya from the clouds of the nine heavens to the flood of the nine layers.

But Jiang Wuque used the sword on weekdays, and no one had ever seen his true strength.

Even if the will is charged, as a puppet iron mask, he uses a stick—why a stick?Could it be that the palace master is also afraid that if he was given a sword at that time, even the unyielding puppet would be feared by the master?

Now, he has not only made this trick reappear in the world, but also promoted the powerful and incomparable Sangshen Jue mentality.

No wonder, the puppet master who manipulated the group of corpses and went crazy has become silent at this time.

The warm and thick inner force penetrated into my meridians, relieving the severe pain, and made me grasp the corner of his clothes, look up at him, and want to ask him: How many things have I never known?

Even the Five Immortals and One Sword a few years ago had hidden secrets.Jiang Wuque was so calm, did he know this early on, or he didn't care at all.

"Does it still hurt?" He asked me in a low voice.

I shook my head.

Without another word, he helped me to stand up, put his arms around me, and walked slowly towards the bronze vessel.

"Well--!"

The puppet master was lifted from the poison altar with one hand by Jiang Wuque, and the entangled iron chains were pulled out to a considerable length.

"You can't kill me!" the puppet master exclaimed.

When all the horribly long hair was uncovered, and the distance was narrowed, what he saw was just a face of a corpse with dehydration and shriveled flesh.

With such an appearance, why is she still afraid of death?

"Don't kill me, I can help you stop practicing the Sacred God Art!"

Jiang Wuque's hand froze when he was about to pinch the man's throat.

I thought he was hesitating, but the next moment I heard him say: "I said before, if you touch Sun Yingyu's hair, I will tell you to die without a place to bury you."

The voice was very soft, so light that it hardly seemed threatening, and it was not as cold as before. It could only be regarded as the most common words, but it was accompanied by the abnormal movement of the puppeteer's neck being pinched.

Quite eerie, and suffocatingly quiet.

And I looked at the puppet master, and then I went to see Jiang Wuque. If I said that the words "Sangshenjue" did not touch the nerves I have been chasing for years, I would be deceiving myself and others.But I was afraid that it was a trick and I would miss the great opportunity to get rid of this person.

"Jiang Wuque... You want to kill me so much, it means you care; the more you care about her, the more you want what I have in my hands, the more you don't dare, you don't dare to kill me at all!"

Seeing that the puppet master was about to die, he couldn't breathe a word.And the more convoluted and mysterious he said, the more curious I was about the agreement between him and Jiang Wuque.

How is it related to the Art of Losing Gods? !

At this last moment, I no longer cared about being cheated or being tricked, even if the puppet master said something true, it would be beneficial to Jiang Wuque——I immediately reached out and grabbed the man's neck with Jiang Wuque, and asked: "You said you knew the secrets of the ancient times, you said you wanted to help Jiang Wuque lose his kung fu, and stop practicing his sacrificing art, why?!"

"Because..." However, the other party only had time to say the most useless word, and the neck bone and throat were folded in two under Jiang Wuque's strong fingers. Seeing the whole head tilted to one side, the thin paper was attached to it. Ordinary skin, hanging on the corpse.

"Jiang Wuque, you—!" I suddenly felt resentment because of the reply I didn't get in time, but it couldn't overcome the greater anxiety and fear in my heart.

Jiang Wuque let go, and with a crash, the corpse fell into the poison jar, and the venom splashed everywhere.The liquid of Hua Yu Bicui stained half of the face of the person beside him.

I exclaimed, it was corpse poison—even if my body was uninjured, I would still be burned by it if it splashed on it, not to mention that he had been in a fight before and was covered in injuries.

"Wipe it off quickly." I stretched out my hand to wipe Jiang Wuque's face, but he stood still and did not hide.

Only then did I realize that he was in a daze, and he killed the puppet master, but it was not revenge but a daze.I pushed him, and although he complied, he still seemed lost.

"What's the matter with the Sacred God Art?" I asked him.

Jiang Wuque finally looked at me and said, "What this person says is not trustworthy."

He said again, "let's go, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time."

The author has something to say: such an ugly name for Wrath Skill must have been planned, not by me.

In addition, this ending is so difficult, it's brain-burning, if you can't think of the ending, your brain will burn out.