When the little at bun asked this question, everyone’s hearts leapt.
No one dared to answer his question!
All gazes turned to Zhou Mu; most of the people present were connected to both Gu Changsheng and Zhou Mu!
Zhou Mu’s forr subordinates, Gu Changsheng’s current Dark Night Army, Zhou Mu’s Little Uncle, Gu Changsheng’s Flower Peacock, Zhou Mu’s Little Junior Sister, Gu Changsheng’s life-and-death friend Borjigin Nian...
Only at this mont did everyone realize how awkward their position truly was!
They originally lived together around Gu Changsheng and Zhou Mu, sharing wealth and hardship, never abandoning each other...
And now...
Repression and guilt... Eyes filled with complex emotions, were cast upon Zhou Mu, carrying a hint of inquiry...
In the Secluded Valley, a bloody storm had just passed, and on the ground, pools of blood flowed together into rivers. Gu Changsheng’s all-out massacre had made this place look like a battlefield, in ruins!
Everywhere were lifeless broken limbs of People in Black, lying in quiet desolation...
Amidst the crowd’s attention, Zhou Mu stood there, his gaze deep as a Cold Pool, fixed on the void where Shi Wujue and Gu Changsheng had disappeared. Amid the crowd’s expectation, a faint smile appeared on his face, demure as a Divine Residence, lips slightly curved, he spoke with an almost murmuring tone, "She’s still here... As long as she’s here, I will be here..."
Leaving behind such words that puzzled everyone, Zhou Mu bent down, picked up the bewildered little at bun from the ground, waved at the three little ones including Wuchang Yue, turned around and walked forward, "Let’s go, she’s waiting for us..."
As long as she’s here, he will be here...
Just this simple sentence caused emotions to stir in Gu Taitian, who had traversed centuries, wandering in the crevices of ti and space, believing his heart was already mottled and could not easily be moved anymore. On his aged yet dignified face, a montary loss of composure was apparent...
Watching Zhou Mu lead the three little ones gradually away, Wang Mang and the others hurriedly snapped back to reality and followed...
As everyone departed, they left behind just the silhouette of one old and one young figure, standing solemnly in the desolate Secluded Valley, furrowed brows, faces grave as they stood in silence, as if...
As if wishing to freeze ti in this very mont!
For a long ti...
Gu Taitian finally let out a deep sigh, his gaze distant, opening his mouth full of helplessness, "Little Senior Monk, do you think...my daughter, she can..."
Can do it again?
Can she escape this defiance of fate again for the third ti?
Can she?
Deep inside, Gu Taitian hoped desperately that his daughter could escape her calamity. However, knowledgeable in the way of Mysticism, he knew better than anyone, that if his daughter were lucky to escape the calamity against fate once more, it ant...
A result he was willing to die rather than believe!
"I do not know..." Little Monk Bu Jie paused with the beads in his small hand, his gentle-faced small countenance rarely showing a trace of conflicted emotion, hesitantly saying, "If I were just a monk from the Gu Residence and Heavenly Palace, I would chant the Lotus Sutra a thousand tis, praying for her to escape disaster and calamity. However, I... I am not just Little Monk Bu Jie, I am also the last remaining bloodline of the Human God Shang Clan..."
He exists as a Human God, living to fulfill his life’s duty, supporting a wise ruler, and caring for all life...
All life in the world!
That is his ultimate mission!
Not one person, not for one person, not just for one person!
Little Monk Bu Jie’s words ushered both into another bout of silence.
Though at the beginning of sumr, even in the North, the wind was not cold to people, yet at this mont, the northern wind blew through, bringing with it the remaining scent of blood in the Secluded Valley, creating an illusion of an icy chill piercing to the bone...
...
To the north of Great Zhou Liaodong, south of Northern Mongolian, at the convergence of the Border Passes of the Three Kingdoms, surrounded by mountains, stands an isolated city called Linyuan!
Linyuan City, exiting Tongguan of Great Zhou, passing Licheng City of Liaodong, adjoining Yann of Northern Mongolian, it appears both independently of the world, yet openly removed from the realm of the Three Kingdoms, standing as a nation with no army, yet for centuries no one or army dared set foot on the City Gate of Linyuan!
This is a city that originally inspired dread!
A place filled with various taboos that instills fear in ordinary people, yet a Sacred Land for those in pursuit of evil, for thousands of years, it has stood tall amidst the mountains, existing in such contradictions as if it were entirely natural...
The main street of Linyuan City spans north to south, and in the very center of the grand plaza, a towering castle climbs toward the clouds - this castle is the City Lord’s Mansion of Linyuan City!
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