Two Sovereigns
Bab199s. The Plot Yu Mao
Mo Yanjing had previously been delighted to think she was dead, but her consciousness was snatched back by Han Xiao's attack which forcibly pulled her in the depths of her soul.
Desperation soon filled Mo Yanjing's eyes, the man looked at the woman who was now drifting towards him and Han Xiao.
His eyes flashed a great misery on the woman, the other woman was Yu Mao.
"Yu Mao!" mo Yanjing's cry was full of anger.
YOAHOO!!!
"How dare you take your eyes off!" Han Xiao stabbed the Eight Evil Sword into Mo Yanjing's chest and started sucking on the man's Blood Essence.
Han Xiao's eyes were now dominated by the colors red and blue, his figure was like a god of evil, to date, Mo Yanjing had no idea what kind of trouble made her have to endure the pain she was currently suffering from. He wanted to protest, but was helpless under Han Xiao's pressure.
Now that the figure of the eccentric red-skinned winged woman had reached nearby, Mo Yanjing stared in astonishment as Han Xiao did nothing to Yu Mao.
"Your fate would be similar to this wretched baj¡ngan if you didn't kneel down and apologize for your mistake!" han Xiao said coldly to Yu Mao.
Contrary to Mo Yanjing's guess, Yu Mao would rebel rather than prostrate himself to Han Xiao, however, the woman prostrated herself in reverence a respect that Yu Mao had never shown to anyone as long as Mo Yanjing knew her!
"I apologize for my negligence and cause..." Yu Mao did not dare to continue his words for fear of raising the ancient beast to attack him.
"Yu Mao! What are you doing?!" mo Yanjing screeched.
"SILENCE!" Once again Han Xiao shouted thunderously making the two God Realm cultivators before him shudder in fear.
"UNDER ABSOLUTE POWER, EVEN YOU WHO ARE IN THE GOD REALM ARE NOTHING BUT TRASH BEFORE ME!" exclaimed Han Xiao looking at Mo Yanjing very sharply.
Just a gaze, just a gaze alone was enough to make Mo Yanjing quiver in fear and feel that her body had been pierced,
Mo Yanjing looked at Yu Mao emotionlessly with various gazes asking for an explanation, Yu Mao happily replied, his body flying and standing beside Han Xiao.
"You betrayed Yu Mao?!" pekik Mo Yanjing's.
"At first I didn't cooperate with you, I said that 'there was nothing wrong with my plan' so I didn't betray you" Yu Mao said.
"So far, you were the biggest pawn in my plan, yet you made the biggest mistake that required me to hasten the end of my plan" Yu Mao continued.
Mo Yanjing's blood was boiling with rage, the patterns in his body lit up brightly, Yu Mao smiled slightly when he saw Mo Yanjing's pattern shining brightly.
"You won't be able to blow yourself up using the abilities of your race's Ghost Pattern under the custody of master Han," Yu Mao sneered.
Mo Yanjing's originally enraged body suddenly became dim, Mo Yanjing's gaze was inevitably directed by Yu Mao at the slaughter of the Ghost Pattern Race.
Cultivators of the Southern Wind Continent were now joining the Wings Race to kill cultivators of the Ghost Pattern Race, Ne Zha and the main heroes of the Southern Wind Continent had managed to kill the other three God Realm people of the Ghost Pattern Race.
"Many victims of Rasmu are also Yu Mao!" mo Yanjing's.
"They are people who have become a pile of dead meat, there is no point in talking about them. Also most of the dead were people who had good relations with the Ghost Pattern Race, they had the potential to betray. I better sacrifice them" Yu Mao explained.
Han Xiao stared coldly at Mo Yanjing, still not satisfied he released his anger at the man.
"Your torture is not over yet," Han Xiao sighed before dropping a crushing blow to make Mo Yanjing lose consciousness, his gaze immediately falling on the battlefield that was still continuing intensely.
"Han," Ne Zha's voice that appeared beside him immediately made the young man wake up from the daydream.
Han Xiao nodded lightly then followed Ne Zha towards the South Coast defensive wall, Yu Mao on the other hand just kept quiet and followed Han Xiao.
The fight this time was clear the Southern Wind Continent was the winner, cheers filled the South Coast as they had massacred the Ghost Pattern Race.
Emperor Yang Qian, the Mad Hermit and the others immediately approached Han Xiao's resting place, they stared mournfully at Han Xiao who continued to sit in front of the chest containing Ruan Jian's body.
"Don't be too late, son, there is a saying that everyone has their own forest, which is gone. And those who meet shall meet." Emperor Yang Qian really could not bear to see Han Xiao who continued to dissolve in loss.
"Thank you father," Han Xiao said, but he did not take his eyes off the slightest, he still stared at Ruan Jian's pale body, even after none of the girl's gentle charms were still radiating.
"You have avenged him, Ruan'er will be calm there, hopefully incarnated in this world" Fu Daiyu said as he gently stroked Han Xiao's shoulder.
"Give me some time alone" Han Xiao asked.
Everyone immediately obeyed Han Xiao's will, they left Han Xiao's tent and left only Han Xiao and Ruan Jian's stiff body.
"Is this the loss of a loved one?" Han Xiao muttered as he squeezed his chest which was hurting.
Before, he had felt a sense of loss towards Leyra, but this sense was completely different even though he was losing in the same way, which was death.
This feeling, a feeling he doesn't want to feel anymore. But it came as if to warn him one day he would feel it again, with a more painful taste.
"Why did you go Jian, you promised you wouldn't leave me right on the ship? Why are you leaving me now?" racau Han Xiao's.
There was no celebration outside, they were all directed to rest before returning to their homes. These people understood the great grief that was going on against Han Xiao, they were very afraid of disturbing the young man. A Divine Realm cultivator alone was like an ant in his hand, what about those with smaller cultivation.
Seven days and seven nights Han Xiao continued to fumble until his voice was hoarse, when he came out of the tent, the young man's eyes had a large black pouch as if he had been beaten.
Yang Shui who saw Han Xiao's condition like that was shocked, immediately Yang Shui walked over to Han Xiao who was now worthy of a walking undead. The young man's gaze was empty.
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