Guide sur le vent et la fumée

Chapitre 22

Now that we know that the Mu family wasn't killed by Mo Ge back then, then... then wouldn't he have mistakenly killed his own master?

Lou Lou seemed to know what she was thinking and said nonchalantly, "When I killed him, I already knew that the events involving the Mu family back then had nothing to do with the Mo Pavilion. I only needed the Mo Pavilion's power, but my master would never allow the Mo Pavilion to be enemies with the Qingtu Sect. I wanted revenge."

The only option is to replace it.

The boundless darkness enveloped the two of them. Holding her hand was incredibly warm, but it couldn't withstand the chilling air from the ground. Yun Chan suddenly felt her steps were heavy and her pace slowed down.

Lou Lou noticed her pause and smiled, "Are you afraid of me?"

Yun Chan remained silent for a long time before saying, "I've known for a long time that you're not a good person."

Lou Lou was somewhat dissatisfied with this answer: "What kind of good person do you think your fiancé is?"

Yun Chan said irritably, "I haven't finished yet. You've saved me several times, and I'm not afraid of you anymore. Otherwise, why would I have followed you to this godforsaken place?"

Lou Lou's heart skipped a beat, and he was about to speak when he heard her say, "But you murdered your master and usurped the throne, which is really outrageous. After we get out of here, I'm going to stay away from you." I'm not going to associate with you anymore.

Lou Lou smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid we won't be able to get out."

"How could that be?"

"It's come to an end."

Yun Chan's heart skipped a beat. She reached out and touched the damp stone slab blocking her way, leaving no gap whatsoever.

It's a dead end; it's definitely a sealed-off trap.

"What should we do?" she cried, one hand gripping Lou Lou, the other hand reaching forward along his side, still feeling the stone slab, completely unaware that her whole body had fallen into his arms.

Seeing this, Lou Lou simply took the opportunity to hug her: "We can't get out of here, we're going to die here. You want to stay away from me, but God won't allow it."

Yun Chan was extremely anxious. Was she really going to die silently in such a place? It would be an utter disgrace to heaven and earth, and to her parents.

She was used to someone coming to her rescue in times of crisis, but she forgot that she and Xia Yi had already fallen out this time, so who would come to her rescue now?

Yun Chan was filled with immense regret. She hadn't even had a chance to reconcile with Xia Yi yet; was she really going to die with this terrible feeling in her heart?

Absolutely not.

Thinking of this, she seemed to find boundless courage: "Let's see if there are any other ways."

Lou Lou was still waiting to see her panicked appearance, but he was somewhat surprised to hear this: "So calm."

"Aren't you quite calm too?"

"Because someone once said that it's more reassuring to be with someone else."

He pressed his face close to hers as he spoke, his warm breath tickling her neck. Yun Chan turned her head away, annoyed: "Stop talking nonsense, let's find a way out together."

Together?

Lou Lou smiled and hugged her tightly, reluctant to let go: "You're right, it's definitely more reassuring to be with someone than to be alone."

Yun Chan paused in her groping of the stone slab and said seriously, "If you don't want to be alone in the future, you need to learn to trust the people around you more."

Lou Lou remained motionless: "The Qingtu Sect intends to exterminate the Mu family. Previously, I couldn't reveal my identity and had to be constantly on guard. Now I have the ability to protect myself, but the Mo Pavilion is full of people like me who want to usurp the throne." He said calmly.

“I have been unable to trust anyone since I was seven years old.”

Yun Chan opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but then felt she had nothing to say.

Lou Lou waited for a while, but when she didn't answer, he had to speak again. This time, his tone was cautiously inquiring: "It's more reassuring to be together with someone. Will you stay with me from now on?"

Even though she couldn't see anything, Yun Chan suddenly opened her eyes wide. She forcefully pulled away from him: "Oh no!"

Lou Lou's voice was soft and seductive: "I can try to believe you."

His tone was not teasing or frivolous; it seemed to carry a hint of sincerity, but Yun Chan dared not delve into it.

He and she are from two completely different worlds.

What's more, she's had a jerk who claims to be her childhood sweetheart by her side since she was little. Now that she thinks about it, she feels that as long as she has that jerk by her side, she can't tolerate anyone else.

Yun Chan smiled slightly, placed her hands on a spot on the stone slab, and said to Lou Lou, "You're right to trust me. Look, the way out is here."

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The darkness below was utterly silent. Qianjun was dazed and saw stars from the fall, and it took her a while to get up. She took out a tinderbox from her person, lit it, and the surroundings instantly brightened.

Looking up, I saw the figure in the light blue robe standing to the side, looking rather unwell.

Indeed, no one would be happy to be dragged down with someone else during a crisis.

Shen Yao glanced at Qian Jun and bluntly uttered three words: "Find an exit."

Knowing he had dragged others into this mess, Qianjun disregarded his own pain and took a big step forward to stand in front of him, saying, "I'll go ahead and scout ahead."

She took a step forward, but unexpectedly bumped into a round protrusion. In an instant, several cold arrows flew towards her.

Qianjun immediately moved aside. The passage was narrow, and she dodged awkwardly. After a turn, the tinder in her hand fell to the ground and went out.

Darkness returned. The sound of arrows whistling through the air quickly subsided, but Qianjun's breathing could no longer be heard. Shen Yao was startled and called out, "Qianjun?"

A faint female voice rang out: "I've been shot by an arrow."

Unable to see the woman's location in the darkness, Shen Yao quickly walked towards the sound, then bent down and reached out, only to unexpectedly touch a place he shouldn't have. He immediately withdrew his hand as if he had been burned.

Just as he hesitated, a pleasant fragrance wafted to his nose, followed by a pair of soft, weak arms wrapping around his neck. Qianjun, seemingly exhausted, slumped against Shen Yao's chest: "Wooden head, what do we do?"

I'm going to die.

Shen Yao instinctively tried to push her away, but stopped when he heard her words. He frowned and asked, "Where are you hurt?"

Qianjun's voice was very weak: "Wood, I'm going to die. But I'm not married yet, please marry me."

Her voice gradually faded, and the last few words were almost inaudible. Shen Yao grew increasingly anxious, and disregarding her ramblings, he reached out and touched her neck.

Feeling his hand reach out to her, Qianjun giggled, "Does this blockhead want to consummate our marriage here?"

Shen Yao's expression grew increasingly grim.

The pulse in his neck was steady and strong, without any sign of injury.

On the contrary, he was captivated by her fragrance, and his heart was beating inexplicably fast, as if he had been poisoned.

He angrily shoved her away: "Nonsense!"

"I was wrong, I was wrong, please don't be angry." Qianjun sensed the anger in his tone and knew she couldn't provoke him any further. She quickly lit another tinderbox, then scrambled to her feet and rushed forward to clear a path.

Shen Yao stood silently in front of her, blocking her way, and walked ahead of her.

A straight back seems to shield one from all storms, giving one a sense of security for no reason.

Qianjun cupped his face in his hands and laughed. "Oh dear, how can this blockhead be so adorable?"

She caught up with him: "Can we get out of here?"

Although Shen Yao was still angry, his good manners prevented him from ignoring the question, so he had no choice but to answer: "This should be a secret passage of the Qingtu Sect. Since it is a passage, there must be an exit."

After walking for a while, they came to a wall.

Qianjun curled his lip: "It's a dead end."

Shen Yao looked up: "The exit is up there."

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"So, the roads in all directions are blocked, but there's still the road above us." Yun Chan lifted the stone slabs on the ground and crawled out of the secret passage, showing off to Lou Lou. "I'm smart, aren't I?"

Lou Lou was speechless for a while. The conversation had just reached a crucial point, and how could this girl have suddenly noticed the exit? The timing was really inopportune.

He looked around dejectedly, then suddenly his expression hardened.

Yun Chan followed his gaze and was also taken aback.

They emerged from somewhere not at the summit of Yanshan Mountain, but seemingly halfway up the mountain. At that moment, five men in yellow robes, dressed identically to the Qingtu sect members from before, stood some distance down the slope.

Opposite the five men in yellow, however, stood dozens of other people.

The dozens of people were all from the legitimate world of martial arts, and Yun Chan recognized all of their attire.

Jiaolong Gang, Fenghua Mountain, Yuanqing Sect, Qingyun Hall... and Xiaming Manor.

Whose soul was devoured?

The forces of good and evil are facing off. All the leaders from the various righteous sects present are here today, and their subordinates are all top-notch experts from their respective sects.

Yun Chan looked around and immediately spotted a familiar figure among them. Even from afar, she could see him in his flamboyant red robes, his eyes sparkling with a captivating charm. She almost wanted to forget everything and rush to him, but then suddenly…

He saw Tan Shiyao standing right next to him. She snorted and stopped in her tracks.

The two sides quickly clashed on the downhill slope. The Qingtu Sect only had five members, and the Baidao Sect, not wanting to outnumber the enemy, sent five of them into battle while the rest watched from the sidelines.

Yun Chan tugged at Lou Lou's sleeve and whispered, "Shall we go over there?"

Lou Lou watched the battle unfolding in the distance, his mind racing. He smiled at Yun Chan and said, "Once this is over, your fiancé will kill me. Will you help me then?"

Yun Chan glanced at Tan Shiyao, who was standing very close to Xia Yi, and without thinking about why Xia Yi wanted to kill Lou Lou, she replied angrily, "Help you? Of course I'll help you."

She glared at Xia Yi several more times. As if sensing her gaze, Xia Yi, who had been watching the battle, suddenly turned her head and immediately saw Yun Chan and Lou Lou standing side by side above. A look flashed in her peach blossom eyes.

Suddenly, Yun Chan's eyes met Xia Yi's. Her heart pounded inexplicably. Just as she was hesitating whether to go over, Lou Lou leaned down and whispered intimately in her ear, "Don't forget what you just said."

Before he could finish speaking, the red figure struck with incredible speed and a fierce palm strike. Lou Lou dodged to the side and met the attack with his own palm. Sensing the deadly force of the blow, Lou Lou's heart skipped a beat.

Laughing, she took two steps back to dissipate the force of the palm strike. Once she stood still, Yun Chan was unsurprisingly pulled to Xia Yi's side.

With Xia Yi holding her arm tightly, Yun Chan was in so much pain that she was about to explode when she suddenly heard several exclamations.

It turned out that the Qingtu Sect members, realizing they were outnumbered in their battle with the righteous sects, all committed suicide before being captured. Zhao, the leader of the Jiaolong Gang, was frustrated at not being able to capture any survivors and loudly ordered his disciples, "Search again! There must be others in the Demonic Sect!"

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Without a word, Xia Yi picked up Yun Chan and flew back to the group. Then, she pointed her sword in the direction where Lou Lou was standing and said coldly, "There's a member of the Demonic Sect over there."

Everyone had been so focused on the fight with the man in yellow that no one had noticed Master Xia suddenly rushing out to rescue someone. Now, seeing him return carrying Miss Yun, they were all quite surprised, and then they followed the direction Master Xia's sword was pointing.

Looking at it, one can't help but be even more surprised.

A handsome man in white robes stood atop the mountainside, a knife at his waist, giving the crowd a half-smile.

Tan Shiyao was still in a daze and whispered, "Brother Xia, isn't he the great hero Lou Guyan?"

Xia Yi did not answer, but Qing Qi behind her stepped forward and said, "Yuanqing Sect and our Xiaming Manor were both deceived by him before. Lou Guyan was just a disguise. We have now found out that his true identity is the Pavilion Master of Moge."

These words caused an uproar among the crowd, and some immediately drew their swords: "They are remnants of the Demonic Sect! The Demonic Sect's resurgence must be related to the Mo Pavilion as well!"

Upon hearing this, Yun Chan became anxious and hurriedly grabbed Xia Yi, loudly explaining, "He has nothing to do with the Demonic Sect."