Chapter 455: The Wolf King Reappears! (1/2)
Shatter——
Luo Qi was too deep in thought that she dropped the plum blossom porcelain teacup to the ground.
It was only then that she snapped out of her trance, and hurriedly crouched down to clean up
“Ahh——”
Luo Qi cried out. The fragments of porcelain had cut her finger, bright red blood seeping out her.
Li Yan darted through the door, pulled Luo Qi up from the ground, and asked in a concern voice, “How did you get hurt? Be careful. If you need anything, just tell me. I'll help you.”
He fumbled out a small white bottle from his pocket, and dripped the medicine in the bottle onto the wound on the tip of her finger. He then went to take out a clean piece of cotton cloth to wrap around Luo Qi's injured finger. “Do not get it wet.”
“I'm fine.” Luo Qi said distractedly, “I often cut myself when I had the bun shop in Jiangnan.”
“Even if you have cut yourself in the past, does that mean you can continue to get hurt now?”
Luo Qi was taken aback. She didn't expect her taciturn husband to say such moving words.
She looked at Li Yan, her eyes filled with tears as she cried, “Muyang is fighting with someone, and I feel——I feel he's in danger.”
“It's going to be okay.” Li Yan firmly held his wife's hand and rea.s.sured her in a comforting voice, “It's going to be okay. Elder Lu and Master Lu are extremely caring towards Muyang, they will not allow anything to happen to Muyang.”
Tears coursed down Luo's face as she choked up, “If he gets through this, we'll return the son to them——I also have to accept my fate.”
Li Yan wrapped his arm around his wife's incessantly trembling shoulders, an incredibly pained feeling in his heart.
As a father, he hated his powerlessness at this moment——
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Mu Dingyi's sword had split the Sword G.o.d Square in half, and a huge trench had divided the ground.
Li Muyang had vanished.
No one knew whether his disappearance was due to the invincible sword qi of the tens of thousands of swords that united as one, or because of the great deep pit that was of unfathomable depth.
He had rose quickly and fell quickly.
He had drawn a colourful mark in the lives of the people of Tiandu, and soon would be forgotten.
“Is Li Muyang dead?”
“He is certainly dead, that sword just now——almost split Mist Mountain into two halves, how would he survive that?”
“Still water Old immortal——is too amazing, Li Muyang is just too unlucky——”
“Muyang.” Lu Qingming flew up and darted to the trench where the giant sword had split.
He crouched down on the edge of the deep trench and yelled inside, “Muyang——Li Muyang——”
There was no answer.
The sword pit was dark and narrow, and difficult to see inside. There were rocks rolling down from above, and incessant roars from the mountainside.
Lu Qingming's eyes were blood-red, rus.h.i.+ng into the inside of the pit.
“General——” The soldiers tried to stop him.
Lu Qingming dodged the falling boulders, and after inspecting the inside of the sword pit he failed to find any traces of Li Muyang.
He could not even see his body.
Lu Qingming sprang out of the sword pit, stretched out his hand and a long silver spear swiftly came to his hand from the Ninth Heaven.
Lu Qingming lifted his silver spear high up, yelling to Mu Dingyi in the sky: “Mu Dingyi, did you not want to kill everyone? Then kill me too——”
Mu Dingyi was still standing tall in the sky.
He had brought out the tens of thousands of swords buried deep in the bottom of the Sword G.o.d Square and borrowed the sword qi as well as the deep spiritual qi of Mist Mountain to unite the tens of thousands of sword into one, in order to kill genius youngster Li Muyang.
After the victory, Mu Dingyi maintained a calm look across his face. There was neither joy or sorrow.
However, the calmer he was, the more the people felt that he had the manner of a powerful martial arts master.
Anybody who saw the shocking sword strike that he had just launched out had to seriously ponder about one question——whether they could bear his sword.
Li Muyang had lost.
Li Muyang had died.
This was exactly what everyone expected.
It was only that it was little later than what everyone expected.
What was unexpected was that Lu Qingming's mood would be so agitated after the disappearance of Li Muyang.
Wasn't he just a child of a servant? Do you have to be concerned?
The Lu clan was a family of generals for generations. They had countless soldiers and generals under their command. Would they be worried that they would have no one to work for the Lu family?
Besides, Lu Qingming had witnessed the power of Mu Dingyi, yet he still dared to point his spear to the sky and challenge Mu Dingyi——This behavior was not like that of a provincial governor, let alone the response that a mature official figure should have.
Lu Xingkong's eyes were also red, clenching and loosening his fists.
By the time he lifted his head to look at the sky, the fury and grief had already disappeared from his face, but there was still a strong killing intent contained in his eyes, as he said to Lu Qingming in a low voice, “Qingming, come back.”
Lu Qingming refused to retreat, pointed his spear to Mu Dingyi and hissed, “Old man Mu Dingyi, do you dare to fight with me?”
“Nonsense.”
“You dare insult our Old immortal, I will fight you instead.”