Chapter 913 Prince(1/2)
Chapter 914 Prince
"I?"
"The young master of the Asura tribe?"
Yang Wu looked into the distance dreamily, his eyes flashed with sadness, and then slowly dimmed, and he rejected with a cold and indifferent voice: "You are late."
Luo Qi was stunned.
He looked up in embarrassment and asked, "Why?"
Yang Wu pulled open the collar around his neck.
A faint scar was revealed.
"I am already dead."
What is the use of the Asura clan bringing back a dead young master?
The fact that he can still move freely now is entirely due to the spirit possessed by Tushanjun and the blood wine in his waist that warms his body.
Otherwise, as soon as his body stiffens, his soul will dissipate between heaven and earth.
"I'm late."
Luo Qi murmured softly.
Then two lines of thick tears plowed the soil on his face into two ravines.
He didn't expect that he had already tried his best to get rid of the pursuers, but he still came too late.
The young master is dead.
Luo Qi lay on the ground in grief.
"No."
"It's not too late!"
A slightly hoarse voice broke in suddenly.
Luo Qi paused and cast his gaze hopefully, staring at a tall figure approaching.
That man was actually one foot tall.
Slender figure.
Wearing only a very simple white singlet and walking barefoot.
Her long white hair is simply spread over her shoulders.
The monk in white walked to Luo Qi and looked at the young man standing in the shadow of the big tree.
He admired: "The resemblance, it's so similar." His eyes also fell on Yang Wu's neck. There was a ferocious knife mark on the fair neck, which looked even scarlet at the moment.
"What's the use? The young master is already dead."
"die?"
"not necessarily."
The white-clothed monk shook his head and said: "There is a long process between life and death. If we find the young master later, maybe the young master will really die, but now, that eye is still full of life."
"Since life is endless, how can we die?"
The man in white pointed to the third eye on Yang Wu's forehead.
"And this temporary body..."
The man in white couldn't help but exclaim: "It's simply perfect."
"Being able to completely gather vitality without allowing flesh and blood to erode the soul and spirit means that the person who performs this method has already surpassed many great masters of life and death in their research on life and death."
"If we can get his help, maybe we can reshape the young master's body."
"Are you telling the truth?"
Luo Qi's eyes were full of surprise, and he asked excitedly and nervously.
"certainly."
Luo Qi hurriedly asked: "Young Master, who on earth created such a temporary body for you?"
Yang Wu was about to blurt out Tu Shanjun's name, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that he still didn't know the name of that adult, and he couldn't completely believe what these two people said.
He believed in Tushanjun more than the two people who appeared out of nowhere and pointed fingers at him.
So he didn't speak. He pondered for a while and said, "Let's go."
He has found his sister as he wished, and it's time to fulfill his promise.
Yangwu would not tell Tushanjun, nor would he leave with these two people.
"My life has been promised to others."
With that said, he turned around and left.
Luo Qi was stunned immediately and said sadly: "Young Master, my Lord and Mistress died tragically. You are their only child and the prince of the Asura clan. You have a blood feud, how can you freely give your life to others?"
ah."
"How can you die so easily!"
Yang Wu, who had turned around, was furious.
Turning around, he kicked Luo Qi over, who was kneeling on the ground.
He said angrily: "Do you think I don't want to take revenge? Do you think I don't want to know what kind of people my parents are? Do you think I am willing to die?"
"I have no choice!"
"..."
"I can only blame you for not being able to protect me. Why didn't you die with my parents?"
"It's better to die."
"When you die, you don't have to think about anything."
"You don't need to know anything."
"Death is liberation."
At the end of the scolding, Yang Wu's voice gradually became quieter, and only two lines of tears fell.
Of course, he also longed for the protection of his father and mother, hoping that his father would be a great hero and an unparalleled hero, who could protect the two brothers and sisters from the wind and rain, but what would be the result?
When he was most helpless, his parents were not around.
When he died, no one stopped the long knife for him.
After his death, he didn't know where he was wandering, and he didn't know who to turn to.
At that time, he was willing to risk everything, not to mention his own life.
"It's an old slave who's sorry for my mistress."
Luo Qi was kicked aside by a young man. He could only huddle together and cry bitterly, not daring to get up.
He may also understand that he was derelict in his duty, so he allowed Yang Wu to die. If he could have arrived earlier, if he had not put Yang Wu in Wucheng at that time, would the outcome have been different?
Seeing Luo Qi crying so hard, Yang Wu couldn't bear it and looked away.
He shouldn't have said that.
He has no memory of his parents, but Luo Qi has a profound memory.
Luo Qi must have been a hundred times sadder than him after losing him.
Yang Wu sighed deeply.
Plop.
Yang Wu knelt on the ground.
Unbearably ashamed.
He hesitated and didn't know how to speak.
"I……"
Neither Baiyi nor Luo Qi knew what Yangwu meant. There were not many people who knew the meaning of Yangwu. Tushanjun happened to be one of them.
The two-horned ghost in the void stared at Martingale quietly. There was no joy or sorrow in his eyes, only calm as water.
"You want to take revenge?"
After thinking deeply, Yangwu said firmly: "I think!"
He wanted to ask Tushanjun to grant him some time so that he could do...
After thinking about it carefully, Yang Wu found that he didn't know his parents' names either.
"As a child, it would be unfilial to be unable to take revenge. I don't want to be the unfilial person. I want to know who they are, and I also want to know who I am."
To be continued...