The blind man shook his hand, and the half-burned incense fell to the ground. His dry lips were half-opened, emitting an unpleasant stench.
Siyu's brows slowly squeezed together, and the angry flames in his eyes were about to burst out. It was the man in front of him who beat Ximen upside down at the most critical moment, which made the "Five Mountains Change" finally turn into the "Five Mountains Disaster".
If it weren't for him, so many people wouldn't have died in Wushan; if it weren't for him, the foundations of Wushan wouldn't have been completely destroyed, and all the ancestors sleeping in Wanjian Pond wouldn't have been killed; if it weren't for him... Grandpa Ximen Chen wouldn't have died because of this.
He committed suicide in grief. However, now, this unforgivable man is still kneeling in the territory of his enemy, confessing to his relatives who are resting in heaven.
This was blatant blasphemy. Siyu wanted to rush over and tear him into pieces in order to relieve the hatred in his heart.
The room suddenly fell silent, and the candlelight was extinguishing in the distance amid Siyu's heavy breathing.
The expression on the blind man's face changed several times. In the end, his face, which was wrinkled in pain, relaxed, revealing a smile of relief. He stretched out his withered hand and took out a thin stick from the hidden compartment again.
Light the incense slowly, raise the incense above your head, and kneel down again. Knock again and again on the spiritual tablets without inscriptions.
Siyu took a deep breath, suppressed the anger that was brewing in her heart, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"
A ray of silver light was hidden in his sleeve. If Ximen Chalong dared to say something false, Siyu would blow his head into pieces without any scruples.
The blind man smiled and said calmly without any fear: "I am the one who deserves to die, so why should I be afraid of dying again."
After a moment of silence, the blind man spoke again: "Are you... Siyu? I heard all the noise outside just now. I'm very happy that there is an outstanding young man in the Ximen family. I think my father's spirit in heaven will also be gratifying."
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"That's not your father!" Siyu suddenly yelled, raising his palms high, the silver light shining brightly, and the corners of his eyes kept twitching. Several times Siyu couldn't help but want to take a picture, but when he saw Ximen Chalong
When the traces of aging appeared on his face and the pair of deeply sunken eye sockets, his heart softened for a moment.
The blind man's body slowly softened, and he huddled at the foot of the wall. His dry body shook, but his body had already been drained and no more tears could be shed.
"Do you think you can escape punishment forever by pretending to be dead here?" Siyu gritted his teeth. Even though he felt some pity in his heart after seeing his current miserable condition, it still couldn't reduce his hatred for him at all.
The blind man smiled bitterly, and his laughter became louder and louder, and became more and more miserable.
"Am I hiding? Yes, I am hiding. I'm afraid of seeing others' contemptuous eyes; I'm afraid of hearing others point at my spine and call me a traitor; I'm afraid of waking up from my dreams every day and being shocked all over my body.
Cold sweat, and then hiding in a corner crying alone..."
The blind man was talking to himself crazily, and the scent in his hand was cut off again.
After saying what was in his heart, Ximen Chalong slowly calmed down, reached out and took out another stick of incense, held it in his hand, but did not light it.
Siyu glanced at him contemptuously, then suddenly raised his hand, and a silver light fell on the spiritual tablets on the table. After the silver light dissipated, all the spiritual tablets turned into dust.
"The deceased members of the Ximen family do not need you, a traitor, to pay their respects. Your memorial service will only make their souls in heaven unable to rest in peace."
Ximen Chalong's blind eyes moved and his face darkened.
"Are you coming to take my life?"
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Siyu felt a kind of relief and expectation from Ximen Chalong's words. He couldn't help thinking: "He wants to die?"
When he came back to his senses, the silver sword glowed in the palm of Siyu's hand. He really wanted to kill the traitor with one strike, but deep down in his heart, he didn't want him to die so easily. He let out a breath of turbid air, and Siyu lowered his arm.
, said coldly: "I promised one person that I would never take your life."
Ximen Chalong was slightly startled, as if a little incredulous, "Who is it?"
"Hmph, do you deserve to know?"
With a sigh, Ximen Chalong collapsed in despair, and could only rely on one hand to barely support himself on the ground.
Seeing his uncle who was no longer a human being, Siyu turned her head bitterly and started to leave.
Suddenly, Ximen Chalong changed the subject and said to Siyu: "Those ten demon ancestors are good people."
"What?" Siyu sneered disapprovingly.
"Hey!"... "I know you won't believe it, but those ten demon ancestors are indeed the only good people in the abyss."
"Huh, the good guy you called me has been killed by me."
Ximen Chalong was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and couldn't help but sigh: "As a result, there will be no good people in the Demon Sect Lieutenant General."
Siyu sneered and said: "Unfortunately, the demon sect you mentioned has become a thing of the past. Now you are the only living person in the abyss."
"Impossible!" Ximen Chalong raised his body excitedly and said tremblingly: "You wiped out all the demon sect?"
"Hmph, you have indeed fallen into being a lackey of the Demon Sect, and you still care about their comfort."
Ximen Chalong shook his head with a wry smile and did not explain. He just said lightly: "No, you definitely haven't completely eliminated the demon sect. At least, you haven't killed Lei Xiao yet."
"Do you know where Lei Xiao is going?" Siyu's eyes lit up and he asked hurriedly.
Ximen Chalong shook his head slowly.
Siyu was secretly anxious, and rushed to Ximen Chalong, grabbed him by the collar, and lifted him up. "Tell me, where is that bastard Lei Xiao?"
Ximen Chalong's face turned the color of pig liver, and his breath became messy. After Siyu noticed it, he snorted coldly and threw him to the floor again.
Ximen Chalong rubbed his pinched neck, coughed up a few mouthfuls of saliva, and said hoarsely: "A few days ago, I overheard Lei Xiao and ten demon ancestors quarreling. They quarreled very fiercely. During the conversation,
Words like 'Meteor Shower', 'Top of China', and 'Bloodline of the Saint' are often mentioned."
Siyu's body trembled, and he suddenly remembered something. He quickly grabbed Ximen Chalong's hand and asked excitedly: "What else, what else did they say?"
Ximen Chalong was stunned and looked down at his wrist. After Siyu noticed it, he quickly let go of his hand. Ximen Chalong showed slight disappointment on his face and said, "I only overheard half of it and they found out."
Sorry, I couldn't hear what was said after that. But in the abyss, the ten demon ancestors have been strongly opposed to Lei Xiao's evil behavior. This time they quarreled so fiercely, I'm afraid Lei Xiao is brewing something bad again."
"Meteor shower...the top of China..." Siyu bit secretly.
"That's right!" Ximen Chalong seemed to remember something again and said to Siyu: "About three days ago, Lei Xiao took a girl he turned away on the way and led several of his confidants to leave the abyss in a hurry and go to the abyss.
Go east."
Siyu's heart skipped a beat and she quickly asked: "Lei Xiao is also bringing a girl with him? Is she...is she okay?"
Ximen Chalong smiled and nodded, "Lei Xiao values this girl very much. She has lived very well in the abyss this year. Although she often loses her temper, Lei Xiao has never been angry with her, except for restricting her freedom.
Besides, life is pretty good."
After hearing what Ximen Chalong said, Siyu felt a little relieved, at least it proved that Xiaoyu was fine now.