Long Sorrow Song - C33

The three of them spent their days trapped in the stone prison, telling each other stories of the martial arts world and exchanging martial arts experiences. Ye Wen had received guidance from the wind, and his swordsmanship had unknowingly improved as well. Xie Feipeng would worry about Xie Feiyan every time he rested in the middle of the night. As a result, his irritable nature was unbearable. He would slam his head against the stone wall. At this time, Ye Mo Han and Liang Wangfeng could only helplessly watch from the sidelines. They clearly understood that any words of comfort were useless.

Lu Mingjie caught Xie Feiyan, and Xie Feipeng knew that her life was not in danger, but that was the most frightening part of it. Ever since the creation of the Black Cloaked Sect, there was only one subordinate, and that was the Xie Clan. Lu Mingjie wanted to continue controlling the Black Cloaked Sect. Other than Xie Feipeng, only Xie Feiyan could do anything for him. Thus, he definitely wouldn’t kill Xie Feiyan, but with Xie Feiyan’s personality, she definitely wasn’t willing to work for Lu Mingjie. Xie Feipeng was afraid that Lu Mingjiu would use an even more vicious method to deal with her and make her submit.

Compared to physical and mental torture, death might be a good thing. In this world, there were many people who were enduring the torture and living on. They lived on and only hoped that tomorrow’s situation would be slightly better than today’s, but this small bit of hope had burned away their entire lives. To put up with it, what was good was like the fear of the king of Yue. What was bad was just a lowly nameless speck of dust that had been crushed by the rolling wheels.

The three of them were in the dungeon, unable to see the sun. They could only judge how many days had passed by by by the number of times they had brought food. The twenty-seventh time, there was food and food, and the three of them also had a pot of wine.

“They are trying to make us be full corpses, the Hua Shan Sect is not a petty sect.” Ye Mo Han grabbed the wine jug and stuffed it into his mouth. In the past twenty days, he had only eaten some rice and clear water. Even if the wine was any worse, it still became nectar in his mouth.

“To be honest, I don’t think you’re that hateful after this period of contact.” Xie Feipeng was hiding in the depths of the stone prison. Due to the fact that he had food in his mouth, he could not speak very clearly, but his tone was sincere.

If you spend a lot of time with someone you hate, you’ll find out something about them that’s not annoying.

“I did everything I could to get the Sect Leader to drink with me, and it was before I died. This really sounds like a joke.” Liang Rufeng raised his wine jug and signaled the two men across the cell.

Ye Chanhan finished a jug of wine in one breath and said in a clear voice, “Xie Feipeng, if Liang Rufeng and I don’t die and you are able to leave here, will you still kill us if we meet again?”

“Of course, but only if Lu Mingjie dies first.” Xie Feipeng spoke very bluntly, and then he laughed.

Ye Wen Han and Liang Wangfeng looked at each other and laughed out loud. If they didn’t die, there would still be a duel between the two of them. In that duel, Ye Mo was as excited as Liang Wangfeng, but he was also a bit perturbed. Interesting thing, who wouldn’t be excited? Who wouldn’t be nervous if they didn’t have a plan?

Ye Chonglou grabbed a few mouthfuls of food and stuffed it into his mouth. Just as he was about to chew and swallow, he heard the sound of Xie Feipeng’s wine jug shattering, followed by him falling to the ground. Ye Wen Han laughed to himself, Xie Feipeng’s alcohol capacity was truly not good. After a while, Ye Mo Han also felt dizzy. He shook his head, but the drowsiness had increased. He finally fell to the ground with a loud ‘bang’.

When Ye Han woke up, he was already on the rugged mountain road to Mount Hua. Both he and Liang Rufeng were tied to a palanquin which was tied with two thick bamboo chains. Each palanquin was lifted laboriously by four disciples of Mount Hua, and behind each palanquin followed eight people.

Seeing this, Ye Wen Han’s heart grew even more contemptuous of the Hua Shan faction. In order to protect himself and the good as wind, he did not hesitate to mess with them in the wine and food, and while they were unconscious, he chained them and carried them to Hua Shan. Actually, the Hua Shan Sect was not like this. It was simply because the Devil Slayer Association’s target was him. Just look at the expressions and attitudes of the sect’s people. Even if there were many dangers, Ye Mo Han would still barge in.

Ye Mo Han tilted his head back and said to Liang Yifeng, “I’m very happy that the Hua Shan Sect sent people to carry me off, but they’re still tying us up, so that’s a little outrageous.”

Ruofeng glanced at the cliff next to him and said, “It’s for our own good too. I’m afraid that we won’t dare to participate in the Devil Slayer Association and end up in a life and death struggle on this mountain path. That would cause this great sect to lose all face in front of the heroes of the world. ”

When Liang Rufeng said the words’ righteous sects’ and ‘heroes of the world’, he purposefully raised his voice up high. Obviously, he was mocking some people. No matter what era it was, there would always be some people who spoke with benevolence and righteousness. On the surface, they were handsome and noble, but behind the scenes, most of them were men who stole from men and women.

Ye Chanhan had been wearing a straight face since the first time he had seen Liangrou. He almost never joked, and now, hearing him speak like this, he was overjoyed. He praised Lu Mingjie greatly, implying that he was plotting to murder his own master, slaughtering his own disciples, playing tricks and attempting to control the martial arts world.

Although Ye Mo Han had only interacted with a few people since he was young and wholeheartedly focused on martial arts, when he used his mouth now, he was secretly shocked. He did not know that he could still speak like that. This caused him to laugh out loud like the wind. If he was able to clap, he would definitely change his usual serious expression and dance with laughter.

Ye Wen Han and Liang Rufeng’s words made it seem very lively. However, the eight people carrying the palanquin and the eight people behind acted as if they didn’t hear anything. They only quietly walked forward with their own steps, not affected in the slightest by the two people.

Ye Mo Han raised his head again, his eyes looking at the people who were carrying the good news, “Are they deaf?”

“And not just any deaf people. No matter how narrow and dangerous they are on the road, they always take the same steps.” Liang Rufeng stared at the four people in front of him and observed them for a long time.

“Since they have been trained, it means that they are not deaf. They have been deliberately injured.” Ye Han seemed to be talking to himself.

“This masterpiece must have come from Lu Mingjie.”

At this moment, the group had already carried Ye Mo Han and Liang Rufeng past the North Peak of Mount Hua. The eighteen of them stopped on a platform in tacit understanding. The moment he stopped, Ye Mo Han saw Chen Shaochong. It was obvious that he had been waiting here for everyone.

The eighteen people immediately lined up in a row, forming a human wall as they vigilantly looked at Chen Shaochong. Ye Wen laughed coldly, “These deaf people have reacted really quickly. Are you here to save me?”

Chen Shaochong looked around at the eighteen people with a grave expression on his face: “Cover cold. This is Lu Mingjie, after being wasted for eight years, using more than a hundred poisons to smoke out the eighteen deafening monsters.” They don’t feel any pain. When fighting with others, they will fight until they die. ”

Ye Mo Han tightly knitted his brows, it was the most suitable description for these eighteen people. Fortunately, Lu Mingjie only trained these eighteen people in eight years. Otherwise, if he had thousands of such people, he would have immediately annexed other sects, which would have caused many innocent people to suffer.

Chen Shaochong stared at Liang Rufeng and asked, “You are Liang Shaofeng’s nephew?”

Liang Rufeng nodded and silently agreed. Chen Shaochong then said, “The son of an old friend has been tied up in front of my eyes, yet I am unable to help him. I am truly ashamed.”

“You don’t have to blame yourself.” “” Ye Shaohan interrupted Chen Shaochong. ” Aren’t we going to hold a Devil Slayer Conference? Where are the people from the other sects? ”

“On the way to the center, Lu Mingjie sent out close to ten thousand disciples to show off the might of the Hua Mountain Sect. Every mile, two people would come to greet the visitors.” Chen Shaochong explained in great detail.

“Then why did you come here to wait for us?” This was the question that Ruo Feng, Chen Shao Chong, had asked. He already understood that this was the man who fought with his uncle many times in the past.

“I will be hosting the Devil Slaughter Conference two days from now.” Chen Shaochong’s face revealed a troubled expression. “I’ve lived in seclusion on the South Peak for many years, although the people do not know about it, it is not a secret for the Hua Shan Sect. Zhang Qingwu, Li Zhixiang, and Chu Li have come together to invite me, they have guaranteed that they will only imprison the two of you, and not harm your lives.”

When Ye Mo Han heard that Chen Shaochong was actually a host of the Devil Slayer Association, he felt a sense of disgust in his heart. Thus, he sneered and said, “Is this all you want to tell us?”

Chen Shaochong shook his head, “Zhang Qingwu has already promised me that he will not give you any restrictions that day. In front of the heroes of this world, you two are relatively free.” Chen Shaochong changed his tone and appeared to be painstakingly focused. He urged the two people, “So no matter what happened that day, the two of you must not take action. This way, it would easily cause a commotion and cause unnecessary trouble.”

With that said, Chen Shaochong floated away, and from afar came his voice again: “Cool, Ruofeng, the two of you must not take any action that day, don’t let it happen! “Be careful!”

The eighteen people looked at Chen Shaochong walking away and all seemed to be relieved. After resting for a while, they carried Ye Mo Han and Liang Rufeng up the mountain.

Ye Chanhan thought about what Chen Shaochong had said and seemed to have a deeper meaning, but he was unable to guess what it was. Zhang Qingwu, Li Zhixiang and Chu Lijun went to invite him. Would the other two of the Hua Shan Three Great Elders really stand against Zhang Qingwu and Lu Mingjie?