Chapter 1,703: Without seeing the disaster under the ladder to heaven, the Immortal Palace still hurts Nanting
Chapter 1701: There is no disaster under the ladder to heaven, but the Immortal Palace still hurts Nanting
"Someone is coming!"
In the corner of the wall, Yue Gongjie, who was completely paralyzed, seemed to have adapted to the power of the ban on martial arts and the cold prison. He suddenly squeezed out a trace of strength and roared:
"Yue Gong Lonely! Yue Gong Leng! Yue Gong Li! Yue Gong Niu!"
"Someone, come quickly!"
These shouts were extremely high-pitched, stuck in the rhythm of the back-and-forth game between Dao Qiong Cang and Moon Palace Slave, leaving no one with any time to react.
But as soon as he finished shouting, Yue Gongjie found out in despair.
Dao Dai'er, who was sitting behind the ice table, looked over with a smile on her face, without any surprise in her eyes.
His expression seemed to say: Shout, keep shouting, no one will be able to notice you even if you shout until your throat is broken today.
"Can't you hear it?..."
Yuegong Hui lowered his head indifferently, shaking his head and smiling bitterly.
He actually understood that the Cold Hell was located at the bottom of the Cold Sea, and its geographical location was almost in the most remote part of the Cold Palace Emperor Realm. On weekdays, no outsiders would come.
And no matter how accurate he shouted, he still called the holy name directly...
If the rules of the Cold Prison did not restrict the reaction of the other party by calling the holy name directly, then who could bear the greetings from the sinners imprisoned there day and night?
"Is it because you want to attract the attention of the Yinshen Guards who guard Han Prison?"
Dao Dai'er held her fragrant cheeks in her hands and propped herself on the ice table, hehehe said:
"But have you ever thought about so many maids coming to visit Sister Nu? Where are they?"
"What you saw was that I was the only one waiting for you outside the door before?"
Yue Gongji was stunned.
It is true that the maids came to Han Prison in groups of three or two at that time, but now there is not a single one in the Moon Palace Slave’s cell.
So from this point of view, when Dao Qiongcang was waiting outside the door, was he really just waiting for himself?
Is he so sure that he will take the bait?
He even took the initiative to give him a jade identity card and asked him to go to the Soul Guarding Hall at night?
"I……"
"You're not wrong, you're just useless." The words coming out of Dao Dai'er's mouth are always colder than cold hell.
"Let me go..." Yue Gongjie was unable to refute, and could only plead: "Dao Qiongcang, I don't know what you want to do, but I..."
I want to live!
I want to live!
Pain and urine ravaged Yue Gongjie, and Yue Gongjie shed tears in her eyes.
He wanted to impress the other person with words, but after realizing that this was unrealistic, he choked up and became speechless.
"Let me go please……"
There has never been a moment when Yue Gongjie's will to survive was stronger than it is now.
When he was young, he also imagined that one day he would be defeated and captured while fighting for the Han Palace Emperor, but would rather die than surrender.
He found that the gap between fantasy and reality was too big!
He couldn't accept that he was in such an unbearable state right now. This was simply not the behavior and treatment a leader of the Soul Guarding Palace should have!
who I am?
I am Yue Gongjie!
I survived several generations and finally got a good job in the Soul Guarding Hall.
My next life is what generations of people in the Han Palace Emperor Realm have dreamed of - standing high above the clouds, sitting still, and countless people coming to serve me...
But because of a maid!
I, Moon Palace, want to die in cold hell?
Judging from Dao Qiongcang's various performances just now, no matter how stupid Yue Gongjie was, he could see that he would not be able to leave the cold prison alive.
But……
"I said, I won't kill you."
Dao Daier, however, implemented his words and deeds from beginning to end, and did not kill the weak who were unable to restrain the chicken.
Then how will I die?
Yue Gongji couldn't imagine it. After turning his eyes in a daze, he caught a glimpse of Yue Gong Slave holding a sword with both hands...
Long!
His mind went blank for a while.
…
"You want me to kill him?"
Slave Yue Gong naturally caught sight of Yue Gong Jie’s eyes.
Recalling Dao Qiongcang's remarks that he would not kill people but would die when he was old, it is not difficult to conclude that either Yue Gongji committed suicide or he killed him himself.
but……
"Do you think I would kill the order of my clan's Soul Guarding Hall for you, an outsider?" The Moon Palace Slave couldn't understand Dao Qiongtian.
He is also from a noble family.
He should understand that no matter what kind of mistakes the old man committed, they should not end up in his own hands.
This is against the rules.
No matter how big a mistake someone makes in the Han Palace Emperor Realm, they will be judged according to the rules of the Han Palace Emperor Realm.
"Zheng..."
Dao Dai'er didn't answer and ignored the Moon Palace Slave for the second time.
He played the piano again and picked up the second half of "Injury to the South Pavilion" that he had just finished playing.
The clanging and solemn melody echoed in the cell.
Yue Gonghui trembled and did not dare to speak again, fearing that if he did not pay attention and just ruined the atmosphere, Dao Qiongcang would use this as an excuse to kill him.
The Moon Palace Slave also became quiet.
As the melody progressed, she held the Wrathful Immortal Buddha Sword, but once again felt the coldness that penetrated her bone marrow.
She woke up because of it.
Chance?
Dao Qiongtian will not give people a chance!
He has always been a person who would nip hidden dangers in his infancy.
Having granted myself this sword...
If it were other people, it would be possible for them to ignore this detail of the relationship between the Wrathful Immortal Buddha Sword and themselves, leaving a flaw.
But he is the heaven.
Wouldn't he have noticed that the Angry Immortal Buddha Sword Yun has sword thoughts?
Could he not have guessed that he might be able to hold the Wrathful Immortal Buddha Sword?
He still gave the sword...
Giving a murder weapon to an unarmed person is not intended to kill oneself, but to kill someone with a borrowed knife.
Listening to the music, Yue Gong Slave turned to look at Yue Gong Jie, who was also looking at him with tears in his eyes.
From his pleading expression and his lips that dared not speak, the Moon Palace Slave read two moving words:
"Miss……"
…
Zheng!
The song is over.
The silence that Dao Daier maintained was broken by Dao Daier herself.
He put his hands on the piano, looked at Yuegong Slave with a smile, and said with a little hope: "Sister Slave, what do you think of my piano skills?"
Moon Palace Slave had no idea what Dao Qiongcang wanted and said with a cold face:
"Saucy."
Dao Daier smiled: "High, of course it is high!"
He looked back at Yue Gong's teachings in the corner, his smile faded, he became neither sad nor happy, and asked in a cold voice:
"Your Majesty, what do you think of Dai'er's piano skills?"
The boomerang shot from the corridor of the cell at that time finally hit him hard in the middle of his eyebrow.
After Yuegongji's body shook violently, he seemed to understand what Dao Qiongcang was going to do.
He tried frantically to lift up his weak body. No longer caring about his image, he stuck out his buttocks and knelt down on his knees. He couldn't stop kowtowing, knocking out his head and bleeding, and said in a sorrowful voice:
"Let me go!"
"Let me go!"
"Master Dao Palace, please let me go, please, please let me go. I was wrong..."
Moon Palace Slave was stunned.
He didn't understand why Yue Gongji had such a big reaction.
He was caught by Dao Qiongcang, tortured, and listened to the song "Shang Nan Ting", so now he has such a stress reaction?
The Moon Palace Slave held the Angry Immortal Buddha Sword and kept watching.
There was no emotion between Dao Dai'er's brows, and she was not moved by Yue Gong's coy gesture. She just repeated it in a silent voice:
"What do you think, your lord, of my piano skills?"
How dare Yue Gong teach?
How could Yue Gong Teach Neng respond?
He buried his head firmly on the ground, only regretting that his sperm had gotten into his head at that time and he had done something he would regret for the rest of his life.
He swallowed the blood foam and tears, still burying his head and not daring to raise it, and whispered:
"high……"
"wrong."
"The Taoist Palace Master's superb piano skills are rare in the world!"
"wrong."
"The Master of the Tao Palace is unparalleled in the world, and his mastery of piano music..."
"Still not right."
Dao Daier sat indifferently in front of the ice table. The ice prison under her eyes seemed to have become the underworld. The people under the table were the sinners waiting to be judged.
What did Moon Palace Slave understand?
This question is not a question, and the answer is not an answer.
Dao Qiongcang is not asking for an insignificant evaluation, he is just restoring.
Restore some of the things that happened between him and Yue Gongjie that he didn't see when Dai was still a child when there was a strange noise in the ice prison tunnel?
"Your Majesty, what do you think of my piano skills?" Dao Daier spoke up again.
Moon Palace Slave knows that Tao Qiongtian has a quirk.
He has had a high self-esteem since childhood and does not like to repeat the same words many times.
This will make him feel that either he is stupid and cannot express himself, or the other person is stupid, so there is no need to express it multiple times.
Being able to say one sentence three times, it can be seen that this question and this matter are very important in his heart.
Yue Gongjie knelt on the ground, trembling all over, playing with his accent, and could only answer tremblingly in order to survive:
"How dare I comment? He must be superb... ah..."
This wording, this tone... Yuegong Slave closed her eyes deeply, and she completely understood.
The sky of the Tao is the teachings of the Moon Palace, and the teachings of the Moon Palace are Dai'er.
The ice prison is not an ice prison, it is a corridor separated by a wall, which is invisible darkness and filth!
Needless to say, Moon Palace Slave can probably imagine what will happen next.
What she couldn't believe was that, right in front of her, across an ice wall, she also knew that Dai'er was from Yue Gongli, Jie Lao... Yue Gong Jie, how dare you do this?
Didn’t he come here for Ah Li and Ah Si’s business?
For this reason, Slave Yue Gong even suspected before that those things that looked like throwing dirty water might be just one-sided words from Dao Qiongang!
"Buzz..."
In the ice prison, the sword roared.
Buddha Sword, angry!
The scene in Yuegong Slave’s mind flashed back to when he first asked Qiongtian about how he planned to deal with Yuegong’s teachings.
The other person's answer was: "It depends on you."
At this moment, the Moon Palace slave understood that as early as that time, he knew the answer to his question at this moment.
But……
Can Yue Gongjie be killed?
It is at this moment that I fall into the cold hell and become a sinner.
Slave Yue Gong still knows that she is a member of the Yue clan of Han Palace, the daughter of the Holy Emperor of Han Palace, and the sister of Yue Gongli, the successor of the Holy Emperor.
Every move he makes, no matter how small, will be magnified by someone with intentions, which will then affect A Li and his father, causing them to bear more attacks for no reason.
"If a person in the Cold Palace Emperor Realm makes a mistake, he or she will be judged according to the rules of the Cold Palace Imperial Realm, and the Judgment Department has no right to interfere!"
This is the belief that Moon Palace Slave has been instilled in her since she was a child, and she has stuck to it all her life.
It was precisely because the people in the Han Palace Imperial Realm were united and adhered to this belief that she was able to survive after making that mistake thirty years ago.
"cold……"
The Moon Palace Slave held the Buddhist sword and was so cold that she shivered.
She later realized that Qiong Cang's fuss was not to deal with Yue Gong's teachings, but to target herself!
She endured it.
If I pick up my sword and kill Yue Gongjie now.
It was not just the person who was cut off, but also his persistence in the past, which also negated the blank space of thirty years in the Cold Prison.
Furthermore, because of this, he will fulfill what Dao Qiongtian likes to see most, and verify his reputation as "unpredictable" in others!
"Zheng..."
But it was also at this time that the luan and snow strings moved.
That was the meaningless, but completely confusing, noisy sound that Dao Qiong made when he stood with his hands raised.
Facing Yue Gong's confession, he showed no appreciation at all. He ignored the filth in the corner like a god and continued to ask:
"Your Majesty, can you also play "Shang Nan Ting"?"
Bang bang bang!
Yue Gongji kowtows desperately.
The force was so great that it felt like he was going to smash his brains out.
"Let me go……"
"Let me go please!!!"
He repeated it again: "Your Majesty, can you also play "Shang Nan Ting"?"
"I can't! I can't play the piano!" Yue Gong looked like a madman. When he raised his head, his eyeballs almost popped out.
"Your Majesty, can you also play "Hurt the South Courtyard"?" What he responded to was a cycle of nightmare-like torture.
Yue Gongji collapsed and murmured unconsciously. A strange voice came out of his mouth that was powerless to resist, like a female voice:
"Yes, it will also...right?"
Dao Dai'er then went on to say: "Your Majesty, please come to me to work in the First Emperor Realm. I happen to have a vacancy there and I am short of a successor to the Holy Emperor."
"I, I'm not worthy..."
"You are indeed unworthy, so you are not coming here to serve. You are just here for a while, so let's do it tonight."
"Come on, what are you here for..."
"Nothing." Dao Dai'er said condescendingly, "I want to hear you play "Shang Nan Ting" for me alone."
…
Boom!
Yue Gongji fell to the ground softly.
The sound it made was just like the weird noise that the Moon Palace Slave heard through the ice wall at that time.
squeak--
The Buddha's sword was angry with the immortal and scratched a deep sword mark on the ground.
Moon Palace Slave was trembling all over, not from cold, but from anger.
The giant sword, which was so heavy that it was difficult to push it down with both hands, was now lifted up by her with all her strength!
"Injury to Nanting..."
The Moon Palace slave shook his head in confusion, his face covered with frost.
She couldn't imagine if the Dai'er in the corridor at that time was not Dao Qiongang, but really Dai'er...
She couldn't even imagine that if she was not a Moon Palace slave, A Li's sister, or the daughter of the Han Palace Holy Emperor, but just a sinner who was even half a class mediocre in comparison...
She never thinks about the world with the greatest malice.
But after being in cold prison for thirty years, she thought she had seen all the warmth and coldness of human nature, but now her eyes were opened again.
"Injury to Nanting!"
Slave Yue Gong gritted his teeth, held the Angry Immortal Buddha Sword, and walked step by step to Yue Gong Ji who had shrunk into the corner and could not escape, "You are here for Ah Si! You are here for Ah Si!"
"Slave Yue Gong, you can't kill me!"
"I am the order of the Soul Guarding Palace. Do you want to collude with foreign tribes and kill the elders of the tribe... Moon Palace Slave! Wake up!"
"..."
"Miss! Miss slave!"
"Let me go, miss. This is all his illusion. He forced me to do it. This was not my intention..."
The demonic voice, either roaring or begging for mercy, lingered in my ears.
The faces that were either crazy or pleading were changing in front of me.
Just like the intersection between the real world and the imaginary world, the disintegration of self in the eyes of others, when the Sword of Angry Immortal Buddha is raised high, the Moon Palace Slave can no longer hear the unnecessary sound.
The only picture that flashed through her mind was herself, countless selves over the years.
In a cold hell.
Lost everything I should have.
Thirty years later, she sat here boringly, repenting, with only Luan Xue as her companion, and she still thought this was "what she should".
Should it?
"Bang!"
A slash of the sword caused blood to fly.
Yue Gong taught her lower body and ran away from home directly.
"Ah——" A heart-rending scream sounded in his ears. It was still far away and did not wake up the Moon Palace Slave.
The slave of the Moon Palace strikes down with his sword and knows the taste by eating the marrow.
One sword after another, slashing downwards, almost out of control, like a devil.
She stands here.
She was clearly empty.
But there is still a whole cold prison, a whole cold sea, and a whole cold palace emperor realm weighing on her shoulders!
This is an inescapable responsibility, a destiny, a rule, and of course a burden.
But the heirs of the Han Palace Emperor Realm should be responsible for this, right?
The taming and upbringing she received from childhood made Moon Palace Slave accept everything as a matter of course. She knew that she had done some wrong things and was willing to pay the price for them.
So she was imprisoned in a cold prison. She never thought about a way out and gave everything to A Li.
This is "repayment".
Should it be repaid?
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
There is no answer.
After so many years, Moon Palace Slave found that he still could not find the answer.
Only when she wielded the giant sword could she let out the problem and the pain that she had suppressed for thirty years, tortured herself for thirty years, and finally couldn't even think about.
She wants to chop into pieces the filth, chop into pieces the filth, chop into pieces the filth, chop into pieces all the "shoulds" that she has seen, seen, and experienced before, but she deceives herself and tells herself that she should leave her family behind and protect everyone!
What she cuts is the way of the past.
The Buddhist sword purifies the suffering soul.
"Injury to Nanting..."
"Hurt Nanting! I'll let you hurt Nanting!"
The Moon Palace Slave never dared to think that "Shang Nan Ting" could be related to such filth. She completely lost the meaning of staying in the cold prison for thirty years.
"Go to hell!"
When the Buddhist sword stabbed down for the last time...
Snapped.
A jade-white hand stretched out from the side and embedded itself in the bloody wrist holding the sword.
Only then did the Moon Palace Slave realize that the palms of his hands were completely shattered and were covered in blood and flesh. The plain white dress on his body was even stained with scarlet.
"enough."
When he turned around, the deformed Dao Daier with a man's head and a woman's body had disappeared. The Buddha's sword seemed to have purified him, and everything returned to normal.
Dao Qiongcang didn't even dare to wear a long skirt anymore. He put on his star-patterned robe, restrained the Moon Palace Slave with his hands, and shrank back greatly.
When she looked back, he quickly let go and took a few steps back.
Fortunately, I didn't offend her... Dao Qiongcang shrank to the side of the ice table. He subconsciously wanted to sit back on the chair, but it bounced up like an electric shock and he didn't dare to sit down again.
He hesitated for a moment, forced a smile on his face, and without even looking at the blood in the corner, he said in a semi-ridiculous way, but everyone should have heard that it was meant to be a joke:
"Miss, you have fallen again."
The Moon Palace Slave leaned on his sword and lowered his waist, turned his head away, and gasped for air.
She was already covered in sweat and did not respond to the showman's words. Although she was weak, she still said briefly and forcefully:
"Take me out of the cold hell."
"I want to see the Eight Masters."
This is a good thing, that's why I came here... Dao Qiongcang nodded silently: "Don't stay here? Don't stick to it?"
"Ah."
Slave Yue Gong sneered and raised his head: "Even if I am wrong, I should pay it back in thirty years. I just want to go out now, I want to see him."
Yes, of course it is possible... Dao Qiongcang has always recognized Yuegong Slave, and believes that she can pay for her choice, but he said:
"you are wrong."
"If that's all, I don't have to take you away."
The Moon Palace Slave leaned on the sword, straightened up, and smoothed out her blood-colored skirt that was wrinkled by herself, as well as her thoughts.
Standing in the cold prison, standing between the ice, she thought seriously about Dao Qiongang's words, and finally nodded and said: