Chapter 914 Prince
"I?"
"The young master of the Asura clan?"
Yang Wu looked into the distance dreamily, his eyes flashed with sadness, and then slowly dimmed, and he rejected with a cold and indifferent voice: "You are late."
Luo Qi was stunned.
He looked up in embarrassment and said, regardless of his appearance, "Why?"
Yang Wu pulled open the collar around his neck.
A faint scar was revealed.
"I am already dead."
What's the use of the Asura clan welcoming back a dead young master?
The fact that he can still move freely now is entirely due to the spirit possessed by Tushanjun and the blood wine in his waist that warms his body.
Otherwise, as soon as his body stiffens, his soul will dissipate between heaven and earth.
"I'm late."
Luo Qi murmured softly.
Then two lines of thick tears plowed the soil on his face into two ravines.
He didn't expect that he had already tried his best to get rid of the pursuers but still arrived late.
The young master is dead.
Luo Qi lay on the ground in grief.
"No."
"It's not too late!"
A slightly hoarse voice broke in suddenly.
Luo Qi paused and cast his gaze hopefully, staring at a tall figure approaching.
That man was actually one foot tall.
Slender figure.
Wearing only a very simple white singlet and walking barefoot.
The long white hair is simply spread over the shoulders.
The monk in white walked to Luo Qi and looked at the young man standing in the shadow of the big tree.
He admired: "The resemblance, it's so similar." His eyes also fell on Yang Wu's neck. There was a ferocious knife mark on the fair neck, which looked even scarlet at the moment.
"What's the use? The young master is already dead."
"die?"
"not necessarily."
The white-clothed monk shook his head and said: "There is a long process between life and death. If we find the young master later, maybe the young master will really die, but now, that eye is still full of life."
"Since life is endless, how can we die?"
The man in white pointed to the third eye on Yang Wu's forehead.
"And this temporary body..."
The man in white couldn't help but exclaim: "It's simply perfect."
"Being able to completely gather vitality without allowing flesh and blood to erode the soul and spirit means that the person who performs this method has already surpassed many great masters of life and death in their research on life and death."
"If we can get his help, maybe we can reshape the young master's body."
"Are you telling the truth?"
Luo Qi's eyes were full of surprise, and he asked excitedly and nervously.
"certainly."
Luo Qi hurriedly asked: "Young Master, who on earth created such a temporary body for you?"
Yang Wu was about to blurt out Tu Shanjun's name, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that he still didn't know the name of that adult, and he couldn't completely believe what these two people said.
He believed in Tushanjun more than the two people who appeared out of nowhere and told him what to do.
So he didn't speak. He pondered for a while and said, "Let's go."
He had found his sister as he wished, and it was time to fulfill his promise.
Yang Wu would not tell Tushanjun, nor would he leave with these two people.
"My life has been promised to others."
With that said, he turned around and left.
Luo Qi was stunned immediately and said sadly: "Young Master, our Lord and Mistress died tragically. You are their only child and the prince of the Asura clan. You have a blood feud, how can you freely grant your life to others?" ah."
"How can you die so easily!"
Yang Wu, who had turned around, was furious.
Turning around, he kicked Luo Qi over, who was kneeling on the ground.
He said angrily: "Do you think I don't want to take revenge? Do you think I don't want to know what kind of people my parents are? Do you think I am willing to die?"
"I have no choice!"
"..."
"I can only blame you for not being able to protect me. Why didn't you die with my parents?"
"It's better to die."
"You don't have to think about anything when you die."
"You don't need to know anything."
"Death will be a relief."
At the end of the scolding, Yang Wu's voice gradually became quieter, and only two lines of tears fell.
Of course, he also longed for the protection of his father and mother, hoping that his father would be a great hero and an unparalleled hero, who could protect the two brothers and sisters from the wind and rain, but what would be the result?
When he was most helpless, his parents were not around.
When he died, no one stopped the long knife for him.
After his death, he wandered somewhere and didn't know who to turn to.
At that time, he was willing to risk everything, not to mention his own life.
"It's the old slave who has failed the Lord."
Luo Qi was kicked aside by a young man. He could only huddle together and cry bitterly, not daring to get up.
He may also understand that he was derelict in his duty, so he allowed Yang Wu to die. If he could have arrived earlier, and if he had not placed Yang Wu in Wucheng at that time, would the outcome have been different.
Seeing Luo Qi crying so hard, Yang Wu couldn't bear it and looked away.
He shouldn't have said that.
He had no memory of his parents, but Luo Qi had a profound memory.
Luo Qi must have been a hundred times sadder than him after losing him.
Yang Wu sighed deeply.
Plop.
Yang Wu knelt on the ground.
Shameful.
He hesitated and didn't know how to speak.
"I……"
Neither Baiyi nor Luo Qi knew what Yangwu meant. There were not many people who knew the meaning of Yangwu. Tushanjun happened to be one of them.
The two-horned ghost in the void stared at Martingale quietly. There was no joy or sorrow in his eyes, only calm as water.
"You want to take revenge?"
After thinking deeply, Yang Wu said firmly: "I think!"
He wanted to ask Tushanjun to grant him some time so that he could do...
After thinking about it carefully, Yang Wu found that he didn't know his parents' names either.
"As a child, it would be unfilial to be unable to take revenge. I don't want to be the unfilial person. I want to know who they are, and I also want to know who I am."
"Why the hesitation?"
"Because I don't want to break my promise."
"It is unrighteous to break one's word."
"Did I say when to take your life?"
Yang Wu was stunned.
He muttered: "It seems not..."
"Do I have a time limit?"
"It seems not."
Yang Wu carefully recalled the encounter at that time. He asked Tushanjun to help him, and the answer he got was: "From now on, your life belongs to me, and no one can take it away."
Luo Qi didn't know who Yang Wu was talking to, but the man in white had already fixed his gaze on the shadow of the big tree. There was obviously nothing there, but the man in white seemed to have seen something, and said seriously: "Fellow Taoist Now that you are here, why hide your head and show your tail?”
Space is distorted.
A tall figure emerged from the shadows.
His face was carved like an icy peak in a distant mountain, and his red hair was set against a wild waterfall. His horns were pointed at the sky. His eyes fell on the man in white and he said calmly: "I didn't hide, I just stood there."
Luo Qi's expression changed drastically.
With his strength, one can tell at a glance that this person is a saint who can refine the void.
He couldn't help but said sternly: "Who are you, and what are your intentions in hiding next to my young master?!"
Luo Qi got up and stood ready.
The man in white narrowed his eyes and said, "Why are you standing there if you haven't hidden me?"
"Because this kid asked me to help him find his sister."
"younger sister?"
The two looked at each other.
Of course they had investigated the people around Yang Wu and knew about such a 'sister', otherwise they wouldn't be waiting here.
The three-eyed ghost of Yangwu is very strange. With their strength, they have not found any trace of Yangwu. Can they be said to be his only son?
Yang Wu said: "This is my benefactor."
The man in white reacted immediately and said in surprise: "Is the change in the young master's body the work of fellow Taoist?"
"It's him?!"
Luo Qi was pleasantly surprised. He didn't expect that the person he was looking for was far away and right in front of him.
If it is true as the white-clothed monk said, they can reshape the body of the young master by finding this person and using the treasures left by the master, and then revenge may really be possible.
The man in white said: "I am Luo Manping."
"Defense Man Sage, Luo Man Ping."
Luo Manping's eyes revealed a strange look.
He once again looked at the tall monk in the shadow.
This man was more than seven feet tall, wearing a black and red robe. His face and hands were very pale, and his long scarlet hair was tied into a bun with a hairpin.
A pair of eyes matched the clothes very well. They were also black and red, and looked like falling stars against the blue sky and purple corners.
"I wonder who you are?"
"Nobody is worth mentioning."
Even if Tu Shanjun said his name, Luo Manping, he wouldn't know it.
His name is at least resounding in the Eastern Wasteland, but of course he is still a nobody in the underworld.
The information he knew was obtained from searching the souls of those people in the sea of consciousness. At their level, they only knew a name. He had no idea what kind of person Luo Manping was.
Luo Manping smiled.
The other party didn't want to disclose it and he didn't delve into it.
"How should we address you, Your Excellency?"
"You can call me Soul-Respecting Demon Saint."
"Honored Soul."
"Demon Saint."
Luo Manping repeated softly. He thought for a long time and didn't know which company this name came from.
"Very good!"
"If seniors are willing to help, there is hope for the young master's resurrection!" Luo Qike didn't care about these problems and didn't want to know the purpose of this two-horned ghost saint coming here.
He just wanted the Double-Horned Ghost Saint to help Yang Wu condense his body, bathe in the battle blood, and then return to life.
"Fellow Taoist should know..."
Tu Shanjun raised his hand and said, "I understand the whole story."
"Tell me, what should I do?"
Luo Manping said solemnly: "There are enough heavenly materials and earthly treasures in Shura's treasure house to allow the young master to reshape his body."
"The sea of Shura blood at the bottom can also inspire the young master's undefeated Shura Dao body. When the divine body is completed, it will not only stabilize the body, but also allow the young master to take a further step."
"Where is Shura's treasure house?"
"The Asura Clan's forbidden land."
Tu Shanjun frowned: "Since the Asura clan is a big clan in the underworld and has many masters in the clan, how did your master, the leader of the Asura clan, die? What are you doing to welcome Yangwu back?"
Luo Manping shook his head and said, "We haven't found out yet."
"Now that the leader is no longer in charge, and the ancestor is missing, the church is in turmoil, and the young master is urgently needed to return and stabilize people's hearts."
Tushanjun's expression changed.
He glanced at Luo Manping coldly.
Isn't Luo Manping's move blackmailing the emperor to order the princes?