193|White Ghost Points Black Warrior 2

Nameless said, “Your Highness, I’ll clear the way.”

Xie Ren said, “No, I’ll come myself.”

When he finished speaking, he leapt down, as if a white flower had been blown off a branch by the wind, and landed noiselessly in front of the palace.

Just as he was about to push open the door of the temple, a baby’s cry floated out from the temple.

Lang Ying doesn’t have a consort, and his son died a long time ago, so where did he get a baby in his palace?

Xie Ren didn’t care about this. Not to mention that there was a baby, even if there were thousands of horses and armies hidden inside, he had no fear and kicked the door open!

Strangely enough, there was only one person within the hall, and there was no second person, much less a baby. As soon as he saw the visitor, the man looked up and said, “You’re here? I was looking for you.”

The person inside the temple was none other than Lang Ying.

Although he was already a noble lord of the country, he did not have any fancy clothes on, sitting on a throne in a wooden manner. Xie Ren wondered for a moment how he reacted this way, and then realized that he was wearing a mask and mourning clothes, and Lang Ying recognized him as Bai Wuxiang.

This palace is also equipped with formations, when Xie Ren stepped in, he obviously felt that there was something blocking him. But with a little force, he stepped on the floor of the palace, and the sound of something being crushed came from the air.

The cold winter and night outside the temple surged in, filling Xie Ren’s sleeves with a wild wind. He said sorrowfully, “What are you looking for me for?”

Hearing his voice, Lang Ying’s complexion changed slightly and said, “It’s you?”

Xie Ren slowly approached him, his snow-white boots stepping on the icy cold stone ground one step at a time. He said, “It’s me.”

Lang Ying, a reckless man, led his troops to destroy Xian Le, and with the imperial aura added to his body, ordinary evil spirits couldn’t get close to him. But at this moment, what Xie Ren brought with him, were thousands of dead souls from the war!

He didn’t believe that such a huge number of resentful spirits with such strong grievances could still do nothing to Lang Ying? Sure enough, the spirits were stirring, impatient to break free and parasitize the fresh flesh and blood of their enemies. It was impossible for anyone to not hear that agitation, but Lang Ying was not greatly alarmed and said, “You are here to kill me?”

Xie Ren didn’t reply, and in the next moment, he flashed in front of Lang Ying, grabbed his hair, and pressed it into the ground.

Success!

Under the face of sorrow and joy, the corners of Xie Ren’s mouth involuntarily rose. Sure enough, sure enough! He, can defeat Lang Ying!

The original him was bound by his status as a Magus and could do nothing to take this person with the emperor’s fortune, but instead, having discarded his Magus body, he was finally able to defeat Lang Ying. Xie Ren’s heart thumped wildly and he was about to make his next move when he burst out, “What’s that sound?”

Eeee, whimper, he heard that tiny baby cry again, but there was clearly no baby at all within this great hall!

One more confirmation, no. That cry was coming from the mouth of Lang Ying, one of his men!

More accurately, it was on Lang Ying’s body. As soon as Xie Ren ripped off his clothes, his eyes widened steeply and he got up in a huff, “…… What is this?!”

Lang Ying slowly rolled over and sat up, saying, “Don’t be afraid.”

This one wasn’t addressed to Xie Ren, but to what was on him.

Lang Ying’s chest, was born with two faces, each with the size of a real person, protruding a large tumor. The big one has a beautiful face, can vaguely see that it is a woman’s appearance, the small one is wrinkled, like a baby, and that there is a burst of no sound of crying, is from this “baby” mouth issued.

Sphinx Epidemic!

Xie Ren was stunned, “How did you get a human face epidemic?!”

Lang Ying, however, said, “This is not a human face epidemic.”

Xie Ren said, “Where is this not the human face epidemic? What is this if not the human face epidemic?”

Lang Ying said, “This is my wife and son. It’s not the kind of thing you’re talking about.”

He spoke in a low voice while raising his hand and gently caressing the two human faces on his body, which really looked like a husband and father caressing his wife and child. But those two faces either couldn’t even open their eyes, or only opened their mouths and cried, empty of human form, not human.

In a moment, Lang Ying looked up and said, “Where is Bai Wu Xiang? He said that this would bring my wife back, but it’s been so long, why can’t she talk? What the hell is going on? Quickly tell him to come to me!”

Upon hearing this, Xie Ren understood and said, “You, let Bai Wuxiang, raise your wife’s and son’s resentful spirits to you?”

So that’s how it was, those formations in the palace along the way weren’t meant to protect against something foreign at all, they were meant to prevent what was hidden inside from escaping! Lang Ying, who had already become the lord of the country, was secretly feeding these two resentful spirits with his own flesh and blood!

Xie Ren still wants to come to him to settle the score, who knows that he doesn’t need to do anything at all, Lang Ying has already planted himself with the human face epidemic. Those two epidemic faces must not have grown on him for a short period of time, even the tiny hands and feet had grown together, hanging down in a cumbersome manner, deformed and gruesome. Moreover, they had already sucked up the nutrients of the host, Lang Ying’s two rows of ribs were abnormally prominent, his belly was deflated, his skin color was waxy, his body was emaciated, he looked as if he didn’t have a few days to live at all, and he was not at all the same person as that brave and ferocious martial artist on the original battlefield.

It seems that even though he won the battle and became the lord of the country, he didn’t live a good life. Xie Ren didn’t feel any pain at all, and grabbed Lang Ying as he angrily said, “Are you kidding me?!”

He hasn’t even taken his enemy’s life yet, and the enemy himself is dying! What is this? What about this?

This grab, what fell from Lang Ying, glittering red light, a bounce, rolled far away. Lang Ying grabbed Xie Ren s hand, seemed to even feel difficult to do this movement, gasped, “The bead …… that bead.”

Xie Ren turned his head to see that what was rolling on the ground was actually the red coral bead that he had given to Lang Ying. Lang Ying said, “I’ve been wanting to say thank you for the bead.”

Hearing this sentence, Xie Ren froze, not expecting him to suddenly say this sentence, as if something in his heart turned up, and then he pressed it down forcefully, saying, “You! ……”

Lang Ying whispered, “You should have given it to me earlier. It’s a pity ……”

Before the words left his mouth, the torso grasped under Xie Ren’s hands sank, and Lang Ying just collapsed with his eyes wide open.

Before Xie Ren could react, Nameless said, “Your Highness, he’s dead.”

“……”

Xie Ren said, “Dead?”

Looking down, Lang Ying’s pupils had begun to lax, he was really dead.

Xie Ren muttered, “How did he die like that?”

He hasn’t done anything to Lang Ying yet, how come he’s dead?

And, to say the least, he died quite a satisfying and happy death. He had accomplished his revenge on Xianle, and with his next of kin on his body, he was ready to meet in the Yellow Springs. He had suffered enough in the world, and dying was instead a relief, a death. On the contrary, it was Xie Ren, who now didn’t even have a target for revenge!

Full of suffocation and indignation, it finally turned into a feeling – hateful, hateful! It was really too hateful!

Lang Ying collapsed and did not move, but the two human faces in his chest as if they knew that the host was dead, suddenly cried out, whimpering and babbling, piercing to the extreme, more unbearable than the sound of fingernails scraping on gold and iron. Xie Ren was already furious, he pulled out the black sword, and was about to make them shut up, but the black-clothed martial artist drew his sword with a “clang”. The knife light flashed, Lang Ying s body was suddenly chopped into several pieces, dozens, hundreds …… of pieces of flesh and blood flying. Before Xie Ren could do anything, he took a step ahead of him and said in a cold voice: “Who let you do this?”

Nameless said, “There’s no need to dirty your highness’ hands.”

It was at this moment that a rush of footsteps sounded outside the door, and a teenager’s voice cried out, “Uncle!”

Who? Xie Ren turned his head, only to see the door of the temple wide open, a teenager stood in the doorway, looking this way. He was originally all smiles, but as soon as he stepped in and saw the corpses all over the ground, he froze. Xie Ren said indifferently, “What are you?”

The teenager said: “I ……”, a turn of the eyes, and saw the corpse on the ground, shocked: “Uncle!”

At this time, another person outside called out, ”Your Highness the Crown Prince! Don’t you run around, the State Lord said that you can’t just run around in the palace! You don’t want to make things difficult for me in the middle of the night ……”

His Royal Highness?

Lang Ying’s son is dead, this young man called Lang Ying “uncle”, must be Lang Ying’s other Prince, Prince Yongan!

This little prince also reacted and said in horror, “Ghosts! There are ghosts! Come ……” Without shouting a few words, that black clothed martial artist struck him on the neck, and this Yongan Prince fainted in a pool of blood all over the ground. However, the shouts had already traveled out, and the outside clamored, “What? Did you guys hear that?” “Guards! Guards!”

Xie Ren’s gaze moved, and the black-clothed martial artist bent his head slightly, signaling that he would leave it to him to settle the matter and dashed out. In an instant, the clamor outside was all but snuffed out. Stepping out of the hall, a large number of guards fell to the ground, while that black-clothed martial artist stood in the center, his slender long knife dripping with blood, actually resolving it with a single slash. And a new clamor rose in the distance, a new batch of guards came, shouting “Protect the State Lord!” “Protect the Crown Prince!!!”

Xie Ren indifferently turned around, ignoring. Sure enough, in less than a moment, those human voices were annihilated again as if they had been harvested with a single slash. Immediately afterward, the black-clothed martial artist followed noiselessly.

Xie Ren slightly sidled his head and said, “The palace, burned.”

Nameless nodded, “Yes.”

A blazing fire ignited, and two dark, long silhouettes stood before the flames, the shadows on the ground twisting, contorting, and lengthening.

After making such a big fuss, the palace people in Yongan Palace had been awakened by all of them, or put out the fire or escape when the shouts and cries floated all over the sky, and Xianle Palace was burned exactly the same situation.

The black-clothed martial artist said, “Your Highness, what do you want to do next.”

The white-robed man said in a cold voice, “Go to Lang’er Bay.”

Before Immortal Music destroyed the country, Xie Ren had been to Lang’er Bay countless times. Every time he went, it was for the purpose of raining down rain to save people, and he was physically and mentally exhausted, with a heavy pace. This time, he had come for the exact opposite purpose, but was at ease.

After surviving the drought, and with the strong support of the new lord, Lang’er Bay has long since regained its vitality, and the streets and alleys are full of harmony and joy, and the pedestrians are all in high spirits, which is a far cry from the dismal scene of a few years ago. There was only one place that remained dismal, and that was the Crown Prince Hall of Immortal Bliss.

No one would come to the dilapidated Prince’s Palace, so Xie Ren chose his perch here. At the moment, he was meditating in the hall.

These spiteful spirits should have quickly found their host, the object of the curse, yet because Lang Ying was already dead, they were now still struggling, relentlessly crying and screaming at Xie Ren, and were casually waved away by Xie Ren’s closed eyes. He frowned and said, “Wait, don’t be hasty, it will free you all!”

At that moment, a voice said, “Your Highness.”

Xie Ren opened his eyes, only to see the black-clothed martial artist in front of him, kneeling on one knee.